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Tuesday, December 13, 2005

..:[ tak tahu la nak letak tajuk ape ni... ahhhhhh damn!!!! ]:..

sejak umi sakit, sejak aku pindah rumah, sejak hal angah timbul, sejak cemburu melanda diri, sejak akhir² ni, byk sgt mende yg berlaku, byk mende nak kena pikir, terlalu byk sampai aku rase letih...

keje kat opis plak bertimbun tak siap. cannot consentrate. asik rase nak tido je. letih.

stress+sleepy+tired = exhausted

a damn good combination for me.. ermmm :-|

mungkin ini dugaan kami.

never thot it would be this hard.

never thot it would be this strong.

never thot that i would be this weak.

god, pls give me strength..

god pls.....

2 Comments:

creativelydesigned comment...: hope your umi will recover soon...; 12:31 AM, December 15, 2005
lisanwar comment...: madah..

aku harap ko sabar..aku doakan umi ko cepat sakit..jgn putus asa berubat ye..ko pun kena jaga kesihatan..nnt sakit, payah...; 7:01 AM, December 16, 2005

the girl in baju kurung

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 :..