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Tuesday, September 28, 2004
ih ih... malas nye nak balik jalan ari nih...
da sebulan da ni aku balik umah dr opis jalan kaki. transport x dek. public transport kat sini lagiii la.. cam suck je..
penat ar ari² mcm ni.. mule2 mmg la +ve thinking. aku leh exercise, sehat badan, dapet le den nak kurus skit (hik hik).. tp kalo ari² 3-4 kilometer den jalan, ade la 40-50 minit amik mase nak sampai umah, xlarat la... letih badan, letih minda plak jadi nye...
bayangkan la.. sepanjang jln org duk usya. serba x kena aku dibueknye. mane le tau salah pakai baju koyak ke ape ke.. da la tu, kete, moto, lori sumer asyik hon je. leh sakit jantung den ari² mcm tu. bangang ke ape? tau la aku ni pedestrian je, xde hon nak hon balik.. hiii hangin satu bodi aku..
pastu nak citer mamat gersang tepi jalan ni plak.. ringan je mulut aku ni nak menjawab kat dorang² nih...
"ai dik.. jalan kaki je?" - ye la bodoh.. ko nampak aku ngah bawak kete ke ni??
"sorang dik?? meh nak teman.." - kepala lutut ko nak teman..
"dik! lek lok! longkang tuh.. kang jatuh plak.. keh keh" - aku lom bute la, budus punye olang...
"abg tgk adik ni ari² jln kaki.. kesian nyeee.." - cakap byk tak gune, bak kete sebijik kalo kesian.. huh!
hiii... bile la penderitaan aku ni nak berakhir....
haVin' thiS FOoLish ThOt at 5:53 PM


This is the story of a girl. Who cried a river and drowned the whole world. And while she looked so sad in photographs, I absolutely love her.. when she smiles.. How many days in the year she woke up with hope. But she only found tears. And I can be so insincere. Making her promises never for real. As long as she stands there waiting. Wearing the holes in soles of her shoes. How many days disapear. You look in the mirror so how do you choose. And your clothes never wear as well the next day. And your hair never falls in quite the same way. You never seem to run out of things to say. How many lovers would stay. Just to put up with this shit day after day. How do we wind up this way. Watchin' the mouths for the words I would say. As long as we stand here waiting. Wearing the clothes of the soles I would chose. How do we get there today. If we're walkin' to far from the price of the shoes.. When she smiles.....
..: mY bUTt :..




- + yesterday...
- + new forum for us...
- + a disgusting breakfast...
- + dont be stupid...
- + rainy day...
- + got few more photos of pangkor...
- + a hole on my teeth...
- + dear Bi......
- + x abih² sangap...
- + pangkor story...
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