waiting....

“There are three types of friends: those like food, without which you can't live; those like medicine, which you need occasionally; and those like an illness, which you never want.”

~~uuuu...It has been quiet sometime i did not write in my blog...what happen to hariz n soori/sara? many things happen but i'm too lazy to write it...but i will update the story soon~~

“How does one become a butterfly?" she asked. "You must want to fly so much that you are willing to give up being a caterpillar.”