@I Need You - LeAnn Rimes

i don't need a lot of things
i can get by with nothing

of all the blessings life can bring

i've always needed something

so, updates.

it was not easy

coming to a decision like this.

yet

its what i've decided

since a long time ago.

prom.

theme was starry starry night.

tropicana golf n country resort,

hard to find place...

it was outdoors,

when we arrived...

almost everyone's face was oily,

cos it was hot

make up was kind of smudged.

i went to a prom without make up.

hahahahahahahahaha yeah.

here are some photos related...

prom dress.

prom heels.

have not gotten any photos.

had my hair temporarily straightened.

overall the event was not fantastic,

but not bad either...

appreciates the effort put in.

random photos:

up: @FullHouse cafe, Niucheshui.

down: @SunWong, Jaya One.

thanks for everything.

for being there, for the time and energy, for making things happen, for the support, for the love and care, for making me believe, for tolerating my tantrums...for everything.

but i've got all i want

when it comes to loving you

you're my only reason

you're my only truth

i need you

oh yes i do

@You Are Not Alone - Michael Jackson

for you are not alone

for i am here with you
tough we're far apart
you are always in my heart

i can't believe that
i suddenly decided to
pump the oxygen back into
this blog.

life has been a bitch
and i have been trying to be the pimp.
guess what?

to a certain point of time in life
things happen
people come, people go
some get the apple, some get the watermelon
it sucks..so much, ain't?

but! when these things happen...
you find something amazing.

curious? i bet you are :p
what's amazing is,
you know who are your true friends.
you discover those
who have quietly been your angel,
they had all the choices;
but they still,
chose to be by your side.

sure, it hurts.
when the ones you thought they cared,
are the ones that ignore you...
especially when you...
need them the most.
irony? ironic.
but...what's more than that?

On a very very superbly fantastically random note:

this might be something utmost unappealing,
something that might make you utter "cheh",
something you look at everyday.well, this is of course,
what i look at everyday la not you.
but you have yours as well.

so the very very superbly random question is:
when was the last time you spoke to those who live beside you?
yes, your neighbor.

i spoke to mine today.
as we were talking, i realize that i...
didn't even know how she really looks like
before this. sad la.
she was giving me the "mee suah" that she hand-packed herself,
and a bottle of red wine residue...
"your mom said it tastes delicious to cook this with `ikan bilis"
`anchovies in BM.
***you know what? i never even heard this
myself from my mother***

suddenly it reminds me of how we use to write `karangan
regarding the differences between
"living in a city and in a rural area"
`kehidupan di bandar dan di kampung. bandingkan.
and so we intellectually write all the reasons
that we can think of,
that causes the city people to not know
who is living around them.
`essay
`life in the city and life in the village. compare.

should we think of a way to overcome it
instead of writing all the philosophies
and waste the trees.
when all remains as philosophies.

Again: Do you know your neighbor/s?
*i know i'm annoying, you can rant about it
in the chatterbox :)*

but first i need your hand

then forever can begin.

@ What About Now? - Chris Daughtry.

baby, before its too late...what about now?

It was raining heavily.

It was almost 9 in the night.
he came home exhausted from a long day's work in the office,
the day was frustrating...

because the routine was as heavy as it was,
added with the boss's demands that sound like they need forever.

Almost drenched...after the hell he just went through

in the traffic congestion on the way home,
he stepped into the house..

wishing that there would be someone to ask him how's his day..
hoping that he'll get to hug her,

with a voice telling him softly to his ears that everything's alright..

familiar and reassuring,
looking forward to a dinner with her to tell her about his day..

But,
the house was empty.
he could even hear his own breathing,
he looked around again...there was no one,
she was not there.

Just as he settled down after a warm bath...

he realised the sky was still pouring.
"Tonight's gonna be cold." he whispered to himself.
"Even colder without her." he thought.

Sighing, he sat down on the sofa...thinking about her.
The times both spend together along the beach,
the moment where both teased each other before going to bed,
the weekends he'd spend all day with her just looking at her face,
looking into her eyes...

he just love listening to her.
every single piece of memory seems to be flooding back.
as vividly as they just happened a few days ago...

The moment he realised that he had dozed off,
he was awaken by knockings on his door...

he checked the clock on the wall,
it was already 11. "wow."
as he dragged himself approaching the door...

wondering.
He opened it carefully,

trying to catch a glimpse of the person...

=)

it has been 7 years since.

nine-eleven.

*a moment of silence*

what about now?

what about today?

@ Inconsolable - Backstreet Boys.

how i wish i could find the words to say.

finals are
here and on-going.

applied psychology

counseling skills & techniques I

research methods in behavioral science

cognitive psychology

personality

last day: 20th of September.

why la why?

should i cry?

no, i should be studying.

anyways,

happy birthday!

to all september budaks.

kevin, jesse, adrian, yin wey, my mother

qemmal (blogger), li yan, jasmin (sis' friend),

gillian (rach's sis), atiqah, xiao toong, marc,

shaun ellis, kit yee.

left out anyone? nudge me. =D

Ahmad should be arrested under ISA.

Badawi and Najib should stop being his parents.

your son is grown

with the ability to reproduce

already lah woi.

oh no...grandfather?

hee.

it makes me sick.

it makes me weak.

my heart wants to break.

afterall i might be a freak.

feelings are at leak,

climbing to the very peak.

-and remains-

loveS You.

sometimes it is hard to...

...say i am sorry.

but still,
i am sorry.

if i have gone over the limits you've set.

and this is over =)

it is hard,
so i did it here...
and break myself free,
from all the doubts and confusion.

thank you.
loved.