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Wednesday, November 17, 2004
huiyyooo.. raye sakan aku tahun nih.. cuti seminggu. ni pon cuti lom abih agi. badan da naik, ari² makan kuih aje. duk layan sedara mara, tetamu yg mai dah bakar balik lomak² kat badan.. ehehehe
sadis tol la kat umah xde net. ni turun town gi bank singgah la sat kat cc. hantu cina gian game betol la bebudak nih... main game macam nak pokak telingo. sabau aje lah... apo nak buek. nanti la tahun depan, da stabil² skit kang aku register TMnet kat umah, ngan astro skali.
td ngah intai² cc, terserempak ngan bi. dia on the way nak gi bank. keh keh keh.. tetiba je timbul muke dia depan aku.. terkedek² aku kejar langkah dia yg panjang, sepanjang tuannye :P~
tersenyum dia dengo aku panggil (ting ting ting).. dia da mai umah ari raye ke 2 tp mase tu jugak dia dpt emergency call dr abg maliki bgtau cousin dia accident. hurm.. meninggal.. innalillah.. so dia juz singgah minum² je, kuih xjamah, borak panjang pon xsempat, nak cepat balik umah sedara dia kat marang. xkisah la..
ari ni plak.. dia bgtau dia nak gi johor balik. nak keje kat sane :'(.. loh... sedih nyeh! hurm... tp may be better gak dia gi. duk sini pon dia susah nak keje. kat sane da konfom ade keje so better to let him go. tp.... jauh tuh! camne?? berat nye ati..
hurm.. dia baru je kol. ajak minum. last before he go. arrgghhh....
take care ye bi.. love ya
haVin' thiS FOoLish ThOt at 1:20 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 :..




- + Selamat Hari Raya...
- + liku-liku kehidupan...
- + kesabaran ku :(~...
- + third year...
- + worried...
- + roda impian...
- + fOoliSh thOt...
- + aduh!...
- + ape nak jadi...
- + penyejuk hati...
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