tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-90350847537229650262024-02-20T02:51:19.920-08:00((Perfect Delirium))A PLACE TO SCREAM YOUR ANGER TO THE WORLDUnknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger8125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9035084753722965026.post-6146583128537595272008-10-14T05:33:00.000-07:002008-10-14T18:43:38.399-07:00As Phalanx As Love Should Be<span style="color:#ffff00;">If I have to live my life without u near me</span><br /><span style="color:#ffff00;">The Days would all be empty</span><br /><span style="color:#ffff00;">The Nights would seem so long </span><br /><span style="color:#ffff00;">With u I see forever oh so clearly</span><br /><span style="color:#ffff00;">I might have been in Love before</span><br /><span style="color:#ffff00;">But it never felt this strong</span><br /><span style="color:#ffff00;"></span><br /><span style="color:#ffff00;">Our dreams are young n we both know</span><br /><span style="color:#ffff00;">They'll take us where we want to go</span><br /><span style="color:#ffff00;">Hold me now</span><br /><span style="color:#ffff00;">Touch me now</span><br /><span style="color:#ffff00;">I don't want to live without u</span><br /><span style="color:#ffff00;"></span><br /><span style="color:#ffff00;">Nothing's Gonna Change My Love For U</span><br /><span style="color:#ffff00;">U ought to know by now how much I love u</span><br /><span style="color:#ffff00;">One thing u can be sure of</span><br /><span style="color:#ffff00;">I'll never ask for more than ur Love</span><br /><span style="color:#ffff00;"></span><br /><span style="color:#ffff00;">Nothing's Gonna Change My Love For U</span><br /><span style="color:#ffff00;">U ought to know by now how much I Love U</span><br /><span style="color:#ffff00;">The world may change my whole life through</span><br /><span style="color:#ffff00;">But Nothing's Gonna Change My Love For U</span><br /><span style="color:#ffff00;"></span><br /><span style="color:#ffff00;">If the road ahead is not so easy</span><br /><span style="color:#ffff00;">Our Love will lead the way for us</span><br /><span style="color:#ffff00;">Like a guiding star</span><br /><span style="color:#ffff00;">I'll be there for u if u should need me</span><br /><span style="color:#ffff00;">U don't have to change a thing</span><br /><span style="color:#ffff00;">I love u just the way u are</span><br /><br /><strong><span style="color:#33ffff;">Mark My Word.<br />Nothing's Gonna Change My Love For U<br />Nothing.<br /><br /></span><span style="color:#ff0000;">I HATE LOVE.<br />But I'm happy loving u.<br /></span></strong><p><span style="color:#cc0000;"></span></p><p><span style="color:#ffff33;">Phew..finally.</span></p><br /><span style="color:#ffff33;">A moment to breathe easy.<br />Saat untukku bernafas lega.<br /></span></span>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9035084753722965026.post-83822233885477937722008-10-10T19:00:00.000-07:002008-10-11T00:27:04.975-07:00A JumpStart<span style="color:#33ccff;">10.25 am</span><br /><span style="color:#33ccff;"></span><br /><span style="color:#33ccff;">A307</span><br /><span style="color:#33ccff;"></span><br /><span style="color:#33ccff;">2nd desk from the left</span><br /><span style="color:#33ccff;"></span><br /><span style="color:#33ccff;"></span><br /><span style="color:#33ccff;"></span><br /><span style="color:#33ccff;">So, there goes my first week after the celebration of Hari Raya. As everyone's been expecting, it must've been a good week to continue our struggle for the future. Yeah, the same excitement runs within me too, but only for the first 3 days la. Then it starts to buat hal. Suddenly, abruptly, things that I held so dear was taken away. I can accept it if it's a fair consequences of my own act, but surprisingly -</span><br /><span style="color:#33ccff;"></span><br /><span style="color:#33ccff;"><span style="color:#ffff33;">Someone's</span> been stabbing my back.</span><br /><span style="color:#33ccff;"><span style="color:#ffff33;">Someone's </span>been in my shadow all this time.</span><br /><span style="color:#33ccff;">And..the most surprising of all</span><br /><span style="color:#33ccff;">That<span style="color:#ffff33;"> someone</span> holds every reason a human can think of</span><br /><span style="color:#33ccff;">To prove my every doings is </span><span style="color:#ff0000;">Wrong.</span><br /><span style="color:#33ccff;"></span><br /><span style="color:#33ccff;">Mwahahaha!!</span><br /><span style="color:#33ccff;"></span><br /><span style="color:#33ccff;">Seems to me that <span style="color:#ffff33;">THAT SOMEONE</span> knows everything about me.</span><br /><span style="color:#33ccff;">Seems to me that <span style="color:#ffff33;">THAT SOMEONE</span> understands me the most.</span><br /><span style="color:#33ccff;">Something<span style="color:#ff0000;"> NO ONE</span>, other than <span style="color:#ff0000;">MYSELF</span> could do.</span><br /><span style="color:#33ccff;"></span><br /><span style="color:#33ccff;">Haha..!! Devil-may-care, huh? Fuck urself. If u're the Devil, I can even be ur Master. If u're the Satan, I can always turn myself as the Iblis. U never know me. Or to what extend I can go to claim something that I really after. U haven't know me yet. <span style="color:#ff0000;">NO ONE</span> ever does. Be happy I'm playing nice, because u never know what pain I can bring u. If u can betray the <span style="color:#ff9900;">Rules</span>, I can even betray the whole <span style="color:#ff0000;">Game</span>.</span><br /><span style="color:#33ccff;"></span><br /><span style="color:#33ccff;">Please Play Fair.</span><br /><span style="color:#33ccff;">I'm opening a New Book.</span><br /><span style="color:#33ccff;">I know u think that this words is nothing.</span><br /><span style="color:#33ccff;">But trust me.</span><br /><span style="color:#33ccff;">U'll wish I didn't prove it.</span><br /><span style="color:#33ccff;"></span><br /><span style="color:#33ccff;">The birds chirping happily. The Sun spreads her Ray well to the Earth. Ah..what a feeling! It truly feels brand new. Its Saturday..and tomorrow will be a start of new week - a new week for me to continue my struggle - both academically and 'ehem-ehem'ly. Haha!!</span><br /><span style="color:#33ccff;"></span><br /><span style="color:#33ccff;">The songs play endlessly thru the earphone. Let it continue. Let it goes on until my ears turn red. Let the song hymn in this head of mine until..until I’m tired. Sampai Lebam. There’s a strange feeling of Joy as my fingers dance on the keyboard. Dunno whether it’s because of the cancellation of the MUET workshop or else, but one thing for sure, I love this awkward feeling.<br /></span><br /><span style="color:#33ccff;"></span><br /><span style="color:#6666cc;"><span style="color:#99ffff;">Freakishly Happy.<br />A rare kind of Happiness</span>.<br /></span><span style="color:#33ccff;"></span><br /><span style="color:#33ccff;">And to Miss Awatif Abdul Ghapar who has just cancelled her plan of going back to Seremban,</span><br /><span style="color:#33ccff;">Have a pleasant moment doing ur Homework at Mawar College.</span><br /><span style="color:#33ccff;">And please make sure that u'll be in perfect condition when I see u again.</span><br /><span style="color:#33ccff;">So that I can continue my struggle to win ur Heart.<br /></span><br /><span style="color:#33ccff;"></span><br /><span style="color:#99ffff;">Let it spread.</span><br /><span style="color:#99ffff;">Let it reign.</span><br /><span style="color:#99ffff;">Let the words of Love tells the story.</span>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9035084753722965026.post-79958387799435277632008-09-27T05:36:00.000-07:002008-10-14T19:23:21.969-07:00Dawn Of A New Hope<p class="MsoNormal" style="COLOR: rgb(51,255,255)"><span style="font-family:Arial;"><span style="color:#33cc00;">Despair and Hope.<?xml:namespace prefix = o /><o:p></o:p></span></span></p><br /><p class="MsoNormal" style="COLOR: rgb(51,255,255)"><span style="font-family:Arial;"><span style="color:#33cc00;">I woke up early today. Magoo is the one waking me. Said he’s leaving to go back home. Well, I nodded. There goes my last remaining clique in this college. <o:p></o:p></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="COLOR: rgb(51,255,255)"><span style="font-family:Arial;color:#33cc00;"><o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="COLOR: rgb(51,255,255)"><span style="font-family:Arial;"><br /><span style="color:#ffff66;"></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="COLOR: rgb(51,255,255)"><span style="font-family:Arial;"><span style="color:#ffff66;">Last night we (me and magoo) have sent Aiman and Hanis home. And kelmarin dulu we have also sent home Acapen to his bus. Soon after that loving couple embarked on their journey, we looked at each other.<o:p></o:p></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="COLOR: rgb(51,255,255)"><span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ffff66;"><o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="COLOR: rgb(51,255,255)"><span style="font-family:Arial;"><br /><span style="color:#ffff66;"></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="COLOR: rgb(51,255,255)"><span style="font-family:Arial;"><span style="color:#ffff66;">Where to go?<o:p></o:p></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="COLOR: rgb(51,255,255)"><span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ffff66;"><o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="COLOR: rgb(51,255,255)"><span style="font-family:Arial;"><span style="color:#ffff66;">Karaoke.<o:p></o:p></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="COLOR: rgb(51,255,255)"><span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ffff66;"><o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="COLOR: rgb(51,255,255)"><span style="font-family:Arial;"><span style="color:#ffff66;">Come on, let’s go.<o:p></o:p></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="COLOR: rgb(51,255,255)"><span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ffff66;"><o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="COLOR: rgb(51,255,255)"><span style="font-family:Arial;"><br /><span style="color:#ffff66;"></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="COLOR: rgb(51,255,255)"><span style="font-family:Arial;"><br /><span style="color:#ffff66;">Actually this has been my fifth time entering karaoke room. But last night is the first night where I sing to the heart’s content. The choice of song is not at all bad, but u really needs to scream if u were to enjoy it.<o:p></o:p></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="COLOR: rgb(51,255,255)"><span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ffff66;"><o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="COLOR: rgb(51,255,255)"><span style="font-family:Arial;"><br /><span style="color:#ffff66;"></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="COLOR: rgb(51,255,255)"><span style="font-family:Arial;"><span style="color:#ffff66;">No, it’s not those shit of Saiful, Aliff Aziz and all.<o:p></o:p></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="COLOR: rgb(51,255,255)"><span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ffff66;"><o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="COLOR: rgb(51,255,255)"><span style="font-family:Arial;"><br /><span style="color:#ffff66;"></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="COLOR: rgb(51,255,255)"><span style="font-family:Arial;"><span style="color:#ffff66;">It’s Guns n Roses, Search, Wings, XPDC.<o:p></o:p></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="COLOR: rgb(51,255,255)"><span style="font-family:Arial;"><br /><span style="color:#ffff66;"></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="COLOR: rgb(51,255,255)"><span style="font-family:Arial;"><span style="color:#ffff66;">Don’t quite remember the others, but still..<o:p></o:p></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="COLOR: rgb(51,255,255)"><span style="font-family:Arial;"><span style="color:#ffff66;">I DID SCREAM MY LUNGS OUT.<o:p></o:p></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="COLOR: rgb(51,255,255)"><span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ffff66;"><o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="COLOR: rgb(51,255,255)"><span style="font-family:Arial;"><br /><span style="color:#ffff66;"></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="COLOR: rgb(51,255,255)"><span style="font-family:Arial;"><span style="color:#ffff66;">Suddenly Magoo raise his hands. It’s the last song. He switched all those Rock n Roll stuff off and selected a song.<o:p></o:p></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="COLOR: rgb(51,255,255)"><span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ffff66;"><o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="COLOR: rgb(51,255,255)"><span style="font-family:Arial;"><br /><span style="color:#ffff66;"></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="COLOR: rgb(51,255,255)"><span style="color:#ffff66;"><span style="font-family:Arial;">And that song makes me realize how lucky I am -- t</span><span style="font-family:Arial;">o own a great thing called FRIENDSHIP.<o:p></o:p></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="COLOR: rgb(51,255,255)"><span style="font-family:Arial;"><o:p><br /><span style="color:#ffff66;"></span></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="COLOR: rgb(51,255,255)"><span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ffff66;">How am I to face the last day in this tesl foundation? Will I be able to shadow my real feelings towards my friends? Will I ever have the guts to say what i meant, truly into her eyes?</span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="COLOR: rgb(51,255,255)"><span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ffff66;">Dunno. That's still a long way to go. For now, I dunno n I dun FUCKING CARE. There's too much shit on my plate. </span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="COLOR: rgb(51,255,255)"><span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ffff66;">Way Too Much.</span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="COLOR: rgb(51,255,255)"><span style="font-family:Arial;"><span style="color:#ffff66;">But truly..hanging out with Magoo last night teaches me one thing –<o:p></o:p></span></span></p><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;">The sincerest thing in this world is Friendship</span>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9035084753722965026.post-30332956180151778052008-09-26T07:37:00.000-07:002008-10-14T19:10:47.732-07:00Leaving On A Jetplane<span style="COLOR: rgb(153,153,255)">Tonight is the most painful night for me.</span><br /><br /><span style="COLOR: rgb(153,153,255)">Earlier this evening my dad called. Said that he had been called by the Bank Negara twice regarding the scholarship thing.</span><br /><br /><span style="COLOR: rgb(153,153,255)">Yeah, the course which has forever been my dreams.</span><br /><br /><span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)">Bio</span><span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(51,51,255)">chemical</span><span style="COLOR: rgb(153,153,255)"> Engineering.</span><br /><span style="COLOR: rgb(153,153,255)">A mixture of my</span><span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"> Love</span><span style="COLOR: rgb(153,153,255)"> and </span><span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(51,51,255)">Hatred</span>.<br /><br /><span style="COLOR: rgb(153,153,255)">Do you know that human ears can turn red after hearing 30 minutes or above pressuring lecture? I dunno others, but my ears feels that way.</span><br /><br /><span style="COLOR: rgb(153,153,255)">"There's no one who's fool enough to go to an interview and decline the offer when they succeed!"</span><br /><br /><span style="COLOR: rgb(153,153,255)">Yeah, even now my ears still feel the heat. But no matter how much I tried to argue, the rationale still remain. Only a Fool will decline an offer so big, yet so hard to grab - from 50 individuals, only 5 were chosen. 4 gave their answer rapidly and now are in their induction course. 1 choose to ignore the offer.</span><br /><br /><span style="COLOR: rgb(153,153,255)">Me.</span><br /><br /><span style="COLOR: rgb(153,153,255)">Well, it's</span> <span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)">not that</span> <span style="COLOR: rgb(153,153,255)">I'm such a crybaby, but there's something I need to do before I leave. And that something doesn't seem to be easily settled. At least not in the near future.</span><br /><br /><span style="COLOR: rgb(153,153,255)">Ah, Fuck it. It's not that I couldn't live without it, aren't I?</span><br /><span style="COLOR: rgb(153,153,255)">Maybe I was trying too hard after all. </span><br /><br /><span style="COLOR: rgb(153,153,255)">Well, writing all these reminds me of a song.</span><br /><span style="COLOR: rgb(153,153,255)">A song that my sister once gave me before she flew to Dallas, America.</span><br /><span style="COLOR: rgb(153,153,255)">A song by Chantal Kreviazuk. </span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:Verdana;"><span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(255,255,102)font-family:arial;" >Leaving On A Jet Plane</span><span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,102)"><br /><br /></span><span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,102);font-family:arial;" >I'm ... I'm ...</span><span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,102)"><br /><br /></span><span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,102);font-family:arial;" >All my bags are packed, I'm ready to go</span><span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,102)"><br /></span><span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,102);font-family:arial;" >I'm standin' here outside your door</span><span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,102)"><br /></span><span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,102);font-family:arial;" >I hate to wake you up to say goodbye</span><span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,102)"><br /><br /></span><span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,102);font-family:arial;" >But the dawn is breakin', it's early morn</span><span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,102)"><br /></span><span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,102);font-family:arial;" >The taxi's waitin', he's blowin' his horn</span><span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,102)"><br /></span><span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,102);font-family:arial;" >Already I'm so lonesome I could die</span><span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,102)"><br /><br /></span><span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,102);font-family:arial;" >So kiss me and smile for me</span><span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,102)"><br /></span><span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,102);font-family:arial;" >Tell me that you'll wait for me</span><span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,102)"><br /></span><span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,102);font-family:arial;" >Hold me like you'll never let me go</span><span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,102)"><br /><br /></span><span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,102);font-family:arial;" >'Cause I'm leaving on a jet plane</span><span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,102)"><br /></span><span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,102);font-family:arial;" >I don't know when I'll be back again</span><span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,102)"><br /></span><span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,102);font-family:arial;" >Oh, babe, I hate to go</span><span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,102)"><br /><br /></span><span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,102);font-family:arial;" >I'm ...</span><span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,102)"><br /><br /></span><span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,102);font-family:arial;" >There's so many times I've let you down</span><span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,102)"><br /></span><span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,102);font-family:arial;" >So many times I've played around</span><span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,102)"><br /></span><span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,102);font-family:arial;" >I'll tell you now, they don't mean a thing</span><span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,102)"><br /><br /></span><span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,102);font-family:arial;" >Every place I go, I think of you</span><span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,102)"><br /></span><span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,102);font-family:arial;" >Every song I sing, I sing for you</span><span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,102)"><br /></span><span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,102);font-family:arial;" >When I come back I'll wear your wedding ring</span><span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,102)"><br /><br /></span><span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,102);font-family:arial;" >So kiss me and smile for me</span><span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,102)"><br /></span><span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,102);font-family:arial;" >Tell me that you'll wait for me</span><span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,102)"><br /></span><span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,102);font-family:arial;" >Hold me like you'll never let me go</span><span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,102)"><br /><br /></span><span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,102);font-family:arial;" >'Cause I'm leaving on a jet plane</span><span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,102)"><br /></span><span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,102);font-family:arial;" >I don't know when I'll be back again</span><span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,102)"><br /></span><span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,102);font-family:arial;" >Oh, babe, I hate to go</span><span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,102)"><br /><br /></span><span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,102);font-family:arial;" >Now the time has come to leave you</span><span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,102)"><br /></span><span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,102);font-family:arial;" >One more time, oh, let me kiss you</span><span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,102)"><br /></span><span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,102);font-family:arial;" >And close your eyes and I'll be on my way</span><span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,102)"><br /><br /></span><span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,102);font-family:arial;" >Dream about the days to come</span><span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,102)"><br /></span><span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,102);font-family:arial;" >When I won't have to leave alone</span><span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,102)"><br /></span><span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,102);font-family:arial;" >About the times that I won't have to say ...</span><span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,102)"><br /><br /></span><span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,102);font-family:arial;" >Oh, kiss me and smile for me</span><span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,102)"><br /></span><span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,102);font-family:arial;" >Tell me that you'll wait for me</span><span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,102)"><br /></span><span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,102);font-family:arial;" >Hold me like you'll never let me go</span><span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,102)"><br /><br /></span><span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,102);font-family:arial;" >'Cause I'm leaving on a jet plane</span><span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,102)"><br /></span><span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,102);font-family:arial;" >I don't know when I'll be back again</span><span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,102)"><br /></span><span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,102);font-family:arial;" >Oh, babe, I hate to go</span><span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,102)"><br /><br /></span><span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,102);font-family:arial;" >And I'm leaving on a jet plane</span><span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,102)"><br /></span><span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,102);font-family:arial;" >I don't know when I'll be back again</span><span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,102)"><br /></span><span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,102);font-family:arial;" >Oh, babe, I hate to go</span><span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,102)"><br /><br /></span><span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,102);font-family:arial;" >But I'm leaving on a jet plane</span><span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,102)"><br /></span><span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,102);font-family:arial;" ></span><span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,102)"><br /></span><span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,102);font-family:arial;" >Leaving on a jet plane</span><span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,102)"><br /></span><span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,102);font-family:arial;" >Leaving on a jet plane</span><span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,102)"><br /></span><span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,102);font-family:arial;" >Leaving on a jet plane</span><span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,102)"><br /></span><span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,102);font-family:arial;" >Leaving on a jet plane</span><span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,102)"><br /></span><span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,102);font-family:arial;" >Leaving on a jet plane</span><span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,102)"><br /></span><span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,102);font-family:arial;" >Leaving on a jet plane</span><span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,102)"><br /></span><span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,102);font-family:arial;" >Leaving on a jet plane</span><span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,102)"><br /></span><span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,102);font-family:arial;" ><br />(Leaving) On a jet plane</span><br /></span>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9035084753722965026.post-41833572318161207652008-09-25T07:55:00.000-07:002008-10-14T19:09:34.095-07:00A Hard Goodbye<p class="MsoNormal" style="COLOR: rgb(153,153,255)"><span style="font-family:'Arial','sans-serif';">10.30pm<?xml:namespace prefix = o /><o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="COLOR: rgb(153,153,255)"><span style="font-family:'Arial','sans-serif';">Thursday<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="COLOR: rgb(153,153,255)"><span style="font-family:'Arial','sans-serif';">Jati College<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="COLOR: rgb(153,153,255)"><span style="font-family:'Arial','sans-serif';"><o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="COLOR: rgb(153,153,255)"><span style="font-family:'Arial','sans-serif';">Well, tonight another group of TESL students had been safely sent on their way home. All thanks to Aleya and Black Express Bus Service. This couple is surely a good business partner. Looking at them reminds me of Marie Curie and her husband. (Does X-Ray have anything to do with business?) Well, there goes my random fact.<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="COLOR: rgb(153,153,255)"><span style="font-family:'Arial','sans-serif';">Ah, as long as it’s a couple.<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="COLOR: rgb(153,153,255)"><span style="font-family:'Arial','sans-serif';">Well, seeing them do brings some kind of a strange feeling inside me. Mish Kelantan so DAMN MUCH!! Rindu bena ko kapong ambo! Speaking of rindu, well The Girl do takes the same bus back home. I was like, excited at first, thinking that there will (perhaps) be a romantic, hindustani moments of saying goodbye. But as it turns out, there was none. I was busy calming myself by smoking cigarettes outside the bus while she sat calmly inside the bus. <o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="COLOR: rgb(153,153,255)"><span style="font-family:'Arial','sans-serif';">Am I afraid to see her?<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="COLOR: rgb(153,153,255)"><span style="font-family:'Arial','sans-serif';">Perhaps I am.<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="COLOR: rgb(153,153,255)"><span style="font-family:'Arial','sans-serif';">She’s like always – demure and sweet. And the same goes to me – awkward and bloody clumsy. Yeah, I AM CLUMSY; but only in front of her. Dunno whut happen, but every time I see her face or felt her presence, my legs got weaken, my might gone astray. There’s no more Macho-Mache attitude. <o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="COLOR: rgb(153,153,255)"><span style="font-family:'Arial','sans-serif';">Love Sucks When You’re Not Good At It.<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="COLOR: rgb(153,153,255)"><span style="font-family:'Arial','sans-serif';">And what’s making it more unbearable is that<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="COLOR: rgb(153,153,255)"><span style="font-family:'Arial','sans-serif';">I’m truly, madly, deeply in love with her.<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="COLOR: rgb(153,153,255)"><span style="font-family:'Arial','sans-serif';">The bus slowly moves away from the Jati College sideway, bringing along the one that I loved inside it. As the bus slowly fades away, I whispered slowly:<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="COLOR: rgb(153,153,255)"><span style="font-family:'Arial','sans-serif';"><o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="COLOR: rgb(153,153,255)"><span style="font-family:'Arial','sans-serif';">Be Safe My Dear.<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="COLOR: rgb(153,153,255)"><span style="font-family:'Arial','sans-serif';">NGCMLFU.<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="COLOR: rgb(153,153,255)"><span style="font-family:'Arial','sans-serif';"><o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="COLOR: rgb(153,153,255)"><o:p></o:p></p>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9035084753722965026.post-611068572378171922008-09-22T20:08:00.000-07:002008-10-14T19:09:14.928-07:00A Peaceful Sight To See<span style="COLOR: rgb(51,255,51)">Kg. <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Kerasak</span>, <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">Bunut</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">Susu</span>, <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">Pasir</span> Mas, <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">Kelantan</span>. =)<br /><br />Finally...after almost 3 month in the outside world, it’s time for me to return to my ever-blissful village in <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">Kelantan</span>. Although it’s still days till I can finally see grandpa, the chickens and the monkeys, their sounds dwell already in this imaginative mind of mine.<br /><br />Yup, the same goes to the chirping birds and the laughter of Ali, <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">Pak</span> Lang, <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7">Pok</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8">Jak</span>, <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9">Eju</span>, <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10">Maro</span>, <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11">Sadiq</span>, <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12">Rubo</span>, <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13">Beng</span>, <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14">Aidil</span> and the others; the ex-<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15">farisian</span> Slumber Sixteen.<br /><br />How long has it been? Does being in the outside world changes me? Will I still be the same Mat <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16">Toming</span> as I used to be? Well, that’s for my friends to decide. Ah, <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17">Pok</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18">Jak</span>, <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19">Eju</span> and <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20">Rubo</span> must be sniffing their nose in Berlin right now.<br /><br />Wonder when will I follow their footsteps.<br />I’m sure there are many things to share. And the one week holiday of <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21">Raya</span> doesn't seems to be enough for us all. Yeah, it’s definitely, truly, indeed true:<br /><br />Friends Come and Go, but Friendship Remains Forever<br /><br />And this <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22">Raya</span>, I definitely got something to share – <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23">WhyIf</span>.</span>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9035084753722965026.post-68165257897568847832008-09-18T07:18:00.000-07:002008-10-14T19:08:52.818-07:00Face The Thunder<span style="COLOR: rgb(255,153,0);font-family:lucida grande;" ><span style="font-family:arial;">Monday came as it always came within its cycle.</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">Yes, it's a start of a new week in my learning routine, as it always does since I first started studying here. Sadly though, I really hate to start my week with terrible feelings. I savor myself to be the utmost positive person, and yet, here I am. There's too much shit on my plate, but never has it affect me as bad as this one.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">Do I follow my instinct blindly?</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">Do I hide my pride?</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">Do I let my false thoughts maddening within me?</span><br /></span><span style="font-family:lucida grande;"><br /><span style="COLOR: rgb(255,153,0);font-family:arial;" >Sometimes I felt defeated, but the thought of giving up without giving a fight send shivers to my spine. Defeat is for those who forfeit. Defeat is for those who are weaken by their own thoughts. I will never let myself defeated without fighting back. Sounds like I'm in some kind of war rite? Nah, just rebelling my way out of this university life scum. Fortunately, I'm not facing all these alone, I'v</span><span style="COLOR: rgb(255,153,0);font-family:arial;" > got my friends covering up for me. I owe the strongest ship in the world - FRIENDSHIP.</span><br /><br /><span style="COLOR: rgb(255,153,0);font-family:arial;" >No, I'm not going to turn my back on my target. If I turn my back I'm defenseless, and if I follow my pride I'm senseless. </span><br /><br /><span style="COLOR: rgb(255,153,0);font-family:arial;" >Not this time dude, this time, it's my fight.</span><br /><span style="COLOR: rgb(255,153,0);font-family:arial;" >AND ITS A FIGHT I MUST WIN.</span><br /><br /><br /></span>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9035084753722965026.post-64166621675279722072008-09-11T19:17:00.000-07:002008-10-14T19:08:22.428-07:00Life's A Fucking Surprisefyi, by the time u read this post, i'm probably in the middle of a fierce head-to-head quarrel wif Eifham, my fellow idiotic fren. As i was blocking his punches and kicks, suddenly an idea came right into this smart mind of mine. Well,ur suppose to tell wut u r feeling in blogs. So i think dat it would be best for me to do so.<br /><br /><br />Love = trouble. At 1st i thought dat whut my frens r saying is ridiculous, but when me myself came thru this helluva situation, i gotta admit; love do kicks ass. Falling in love is not dat hard, but to make it go away is totally difficult. I'm not a romeo, far a casanova, so when this thing happened to me, it do leave a considerable amount of damage. The first cut will always be d deepest.<br /><br /><br />Anyway, whatever happens - "Hadapilah Dengan Senyuman"<br /><br />Godspeed.<br />THE END.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0