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    Sunday, November 21, 2004

    ..:[ darkness around me ]:..


    dah start keje balik ari nih.

    smlm balik dr kg. sampai je umah, housemate ade 4 org; su, kasma, ayu&ati (twin). si twin ari tu gadoh pasal duit aku hilang ari tuh. mcm² la alasan bebudak tu, mmg x ngaku jugak. lantok korang la. masalahnye, da melibatkan semua yg lain yg x terlibat tuh. su ngan kasma x tego aku langsung. aya smlm blom balik. kami serumah 6 org. so smlm aku mcm bodoh la dlm umah tu. mcm org asing, dipulaukan.

    x tau nak pikir ape. let it be. ape nak jadi, jadi lah. i wont move out of that house. ape ingat aku x leh survive duk sengsorang cam tunggul lam umah tu? sblom ni pon, aku sengsorang gak. ape masalah aku, aku hadapi sorang². life would never be easy. that's how it goes, hard. so, face it lah. dont have to runaway.

    ape pon, aku rase sedih gak. jadi macam aku plak yg bersalah. ape² lah!

    we cant change what people think of us. like someone said to me today; we are the painter of our own painting. we lead our way, our own path.

    his name is meor, he visited this blog and said that i live in darkness. well, yeah.. sometimes i feel i'm livin in darkness. like i'm facing a dead end. nowhere to go. lost. feel like i've missed something.

    livin in this world means to face other people. and they are not just 'people', they could be the intruder, impostor. we cant change the way they want to be. kite xleh ubah org lain.

    i dont think i'm the only painter of my own painting.



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    found myself today
    oh I found myself and ran away
    something pulled me back
    the voice of reason I forgot I had
    all I know is just you're not here to say
    what you always used to say
    but it's written in the sky tonight

    so I won't give up
    no I won't break down
    sooner than it seems life turns around
    and I will be strong
    even if it all goes wrong
    when I'm standing in the dark I'll still believe
    someone's watching over me

    seen that ray of light
    and it's shining on my destiny
    shining all the time
    and I wont be afraid
    to follow everywhere it's taking me
    all I know is yesterday is gone
    and right now I belong
    took this moment to my dreams

    it doesn't matter what people say
    and it doesn't matter how long it takes
    believe in yourself and you'll fly high
    and it only matters how true you are
    be true to yourself and follow your heart

    Hilary Duff - Someone's watching over me



    haVin'  thiS  FOoLish ThOt  at  1:47 PM

    3 Comments:

    Blogger Empty Dead Soul comment...

    Erm... Apo nak komen nih??? Sabo jer la Sifoo...

    2:12 PM, November 22, 2004  
    Blogger ladywada comment...

    no comments needed
    thnx eniway

    2:16 PM, November 22, 2004  
    Blogger Empty Dead Soul comment...

    Ok... Take care...

    12:03 PM, November 23, 2004  

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