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..: YM :..
..: vOte or dead?! :..
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Monday, October 04, 2004
keep repeating in my head since yesterday..
i: caner ek.. caner nak buat, nak ubah.. saye ni terlalu sensetif la bi.. xleh nak ubah. cepat no terasa kalo org salah ckp.. (sbnrnye aku risau nanti bi bosan ngan aku sbb prangai aku yg satu nih, n time tu aku baru lepas majuk :P~ )
bi: (hesitate a moment) awk ingat tak ape yg bi pernah kate kat awk dulu mase memula kite declare couple?
i: hurm.. (think hard)
bi: confirm x ingat. awk mmg susah nak ingat mende yg bi bgtau
i: bukan centu, byk ngat mende bi bgtau time tu. mane satu? (alasan x pernah abih)
bi: bi pernah kate, once bi kate bi nak kat awk bukan maknenye bi nak kat awk kerana figure awk, bodi or rupe semate². bi nak kat awk seadanya awk dan semua yang berkaitan awk, semua kat sekeliling awk. kelemahan, keburukan awk, family awk, adik² awk, sedara mara awak. awak ni macam tulang yg bengkok, saye sebagai laki yang kena lentur dan bimbing awk. awk faham?
ape yg bi ckp kali ni bebetul menyentuh logik, mengusik sensitiviti, dan mengganggu kewarasan aku. dulu bi pernah bgtau tp xlekat kat otak. masuk telinga kiri, kuar telinga kanan. ayat tu may be biase je, but no one have said it to me before. no one wants to..
he's different.. he's not like other.. i love him for what he is.. :'(
haVin' thiS FOoLish ThOt at 2:07 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 :..




- + good time...
- + sad ending...
- + bosan...
- + save my soul...
- + yesterday...
- + new forum for us...
- + a disgusting breakfast...
- + dont be stupid...
- + rainy day...
- + got few more photos of pangkor...
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