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Oieeeee!!!!!!!. friendster giler lahhhh. 55 friends? Since when i have only 55 friends? And when did i ever delete F’an off my friendster list???????????? Ain pon. Sejak biler aku delete kau? Saaaappppp. Nk kene ah si friendster nie.
edit:// ok dah. friendster dah tk giler. Back to hiatus mode now.
We’re both looking for something
We’ve been afraid to find
It’s easier to be broken
It’s easier to hide.
Looking at you, holding my breath
For once in my life I’m scared to death
I’m taking a chance letting you inside .
I’m feeling alive all over again.
As deep as the sky, under my skin
Like being in love, she says, for the first time.
Maybe I’m wrong, I’m feeling right.
Where I belong with you tonight
Like being in love to feel for the first time .
The world that I see inside you
Waiting to come to life
Waking me up to dreaming
Reality in your eye.
We’re crashing
Into the unknown
We’re lost in this
But it feels like home.
I’m still on hiatus btw.
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Be back soon, i guess.
Till then, take care.
Filed under: inner thoughts
To those who wished me yesterday, be it thru sms or friendster; thank you sooooooo much.
It’s really nice to be remembered on your birthday
=)
Filed under: Random
For some reason, I am really tempted to delete my previous blog post. Guilty uh. Mcm tk baek pulak marah2 that pakcik. But then… Haiyaaaaaa. I should try to refrain myself from deleting my post. Post DELETE post DELETE. Baek tkyah update kan?
On another note, a few days ago, we were at Ahmad’s lab when he played his rendition of “hanya ingin kau tahu”. For the whole of 2 minutes plus, I was in total awe. Coincidentally, that song’s been buzzing in my head for the whole of this week. And to finally hear its acoustic cover; woots cair cair. Heh.
Now thanks to Ahmad, I’m seriously contemplating on whether or not I should get myself a guitar. The current guitar at home belongs to my sis. And mind you, even though she has no idea how to play it, she refuses to lend it to me. Hati dier sikit nyer busok uh.. Then again, it’s been awhile since I last played the guitar. The last time I did was before I went to Myanmar. 7 months plus. Wah. Confirm plus chop I forget everything already. Sighhh entahlahhh.
Life has been pretty simple for me lately. Like a routine, it’s been revolving around school, Silat, family, friends and of cause my one and only. For some reasons though, I feel less “havoc”. Both emotionally and physical wise.
I can feel that I no longer dress to impress and I’m all into simplicity now. Gone were the thick eyeliners, all black outfit etc. days. And I’m very proud to say that that my emotions are rather intact now. Alhamdulilah =)
And people (again!) have been asking me why I’ve been so quiet lately. Nope, I’m not sick. And noooooo, I’m not having any problems. I’m ok, really. I can’t figure out why people have been asking me that when in fact I’m getting talkative lately, especially when I’m out with F’an. Seriously, I just can’t stop talking and laughing.
And ourh, speaking of laughter, I think I just had the best laugh of my life. F’an should know what I’m talking about. We were crossing this traffic light when he did something out of spontaneity. Because of that one spontaneous act, I couldn’t stop laughing for a whole of 5 minutes. Too funny lah. Heh.
My god, it feels so damn good to be happy all over again =)))))
Edit:// pardon the many “ands”. Haha.
This was taken from someone’s blog post. If it’s from your blog, sorry eh I cut and paste. I just love this.
Thank you for posting =)
“ I want someone to sleep naked with the rest of my life & cuddle up with during a movie on a couch. Stay up all night talking about nothing. Get lost in any country together. Challenge me, challenge him. Talk about dreams, make dreams, make love in the candle light, in the car, in the shower, have fights, the kind that only really matter just as long as you’re having them. Someone i can wrestle with, you know, play hard sometimes and not to worry about breaking a nail or bruises anywhere, A guy who will bring me flowers once in a while, or maybe a rock, or a shell of some sort, something he saw that made him think of me, made him think ”this might make my gf smile”, A guy who wants me, maybe even needs me just a little, enough to hold onto me with everything he’s got.”
This paragraph says it all. One days, perhaps…
