it's a kind of pleasure =)

blehh hehh  hi friends!

the reason i haven't been updating my blog...

is that everytime i was assuming i have a lot to say, oops SNAP! 

next moment i am right here, typing dot dot dot dot ( speechless)

yes, i hate coconut now

peanut is still my love :D

i followed my mom to bkt. kiara.

ohh my that was such a nice place, lots of monkeys! 

i have a thing with monkeys, they seemed so fun ( soo random)

very very surprising: they hid inside the forest, i can't see any of them today.

my mom told me they conquered the security guard's pondok, she made a joke out of it saying monkeys ARE the security guard. LOLL

okay, i am staying home with my dog!

like i said on facebook;

very funny. ever since the beginning of 2010, i received a special gift from my dog over time; he poop and pee on my bed. and i have a sister whose aware of that, still never manage to close her room door. you tell me, what's these?

add on, i am always the ONE who cleaned those stinky stinky.

my sister can't escape from this disasteruos moment anymore, seriously! 

gahhhh :(

i can't get it over with, gosh. the smell...

EWW pffft 

darkest time..

long time ago, i've seen myself choosing a path.

a path that i once chose...

a path that i've always loved to try, a path that seemed all so bright and shiny for me, that's the least what i thought at the very first place.

then, my mom suggested me to think bigger, saying what i loved is ancient, nowadays humans are working on for the new era, revive by what i think stunningly fragile pieces of technology, and that i shall never make a way out of it. time after time, it fades down to drain, fitted just the way how my mom would have wanted to.

right now,  

either do i still understand that deep inside me, still have a heart for world history.

or can i find myself a path.. at the crossroad.

in that split second, i felt a slit of embarrassment.

my heart was cut into hundred pieces.

do you have a moment that you have lots of people talking around you,

but you can't have their conversations all interpret to your brain,

as if you can't hear a thing but nodding your head anyway?

in such situation;

do you know what's worth fighting for?

when it's not worth dying for?

does it take your breath away

and you feel yourself suffocating?

does the pain weigh out the pride?

and you look for a place to hide?

did someone break your heart inside?

you're in ruins

one, 21 guns

lay down your arms, give up the fight

one, 21 guns

throw up your arms into the sky, you and i

when you're at the end of the road

and you lost all sense of control

and your thoughts have taken their toll

when your mind breaks the spirit of the soul

your faith walks on broken glass

and hangover doesn't pass

nothing's ever built to last

you're in ruins

did you try on live on your own

when you burned down the house and home?

did you stand too close to the fire

like a liar seeking for forgiveness from a stone?

when it's time to live and let die

and you can't get another try

something inside this heart has died

you're in ruins

21 guns- green day

oh yes, christmas!

 

i used to have some other meaning when it comes to christmas. 

it's a reminder i called it.

so many years back then, and now i realized that's not something that really matters.

once we get older, a lot of stuff that you assume it's extremely important to you means nothing.

of course, like i said, there's still something never changes.

to conclude that this year is good enough to celebrate?

ohh i'll leave this question to my next post.

there's never enough photos.

i mean, every single time when i thought im done with this particular place, in fact it's not.

im talking about photos that i took in each different places i go.

today, i made the biggest mistake for bring my camera out but left the SD memory card behind.

which also meaning that i can't take photos,

im kind of taking an empty and not unusable camera out of my house.

bad bad.

yesterday i did not showed my popular card when i purchased a book, and a permanent marker.

bad bad.

it seemed that i have to learn things this way, so that i will not repeat these for another time.

sad to say, but there will always be a second chance for me to do such stupid mistakes again.

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this afternoon, i talked to a primary school friend of mine that i haven't seen for years.

yes, she still remembered me, and told me my voice is diffrent?

ooooopss

" oh you, yes, what's your surname again?"

" me? kwah? haha."

it gets to me to say, it's better to talk to someone whom you never meet up for a long time.

there will be no bad impression of them, you forget about it already after so many years.

what appeared in my mind is that she told "you" whose her secret admirer at that time.

just when she told you how's her life now, 

while your brain ( normally the natural instinct)

trying to set out a picture of how does she look now ,

5 years later.

 that's a very funny thing.

now i want to present you one of baby's sister;

omg, i know!

so cute right =)

and so much more obedient than my baby boy.

have a blessed christmas everyone!

edited;

i set out on a narrow way many years ago

hoping i would find true love along the broken road

but i got lost a time or two

wipe my brow and kept pushing through

i couldn't see how every sign pointed straight to you

every long lost dream led me to where you are

others who broke my heart, they were like northern stars

pointing me on my way into your loving arms

this much i know it's true

and god bless the broken road that led me straight to you

i think about the years i spent just passing through

i'd like to have the time i lost and give it back to you

but you just smile and take my hand

you've been there, you understand

 it's all part of a grander plan that is coming true

now i am just rolling home into my lover's arms

this much i know it's true

that god bless the broken road

and led me straight to you 

 

god bless the broken road by

rascal flats

merry christmas! =)

 have been going round and round to take photos.

satisfaction.

yes it's addictive.

something never changes.

i came to realise, it's really long time ago that i sit down here and actually blog properly.
ya know what i mean? 

yeah i used have those inspirational words that i wouldn't know where they came from,

and i can type a lot.

expressed my thoughts in the most possible way.

haha

im quite a loyal fan of everything in my life.

honeydew bubble tea forever. everywhere.

mocha little cream for starbucks, never changes.

favourite boutique. a very few.

normal spaghetti, without seafood, all the time.

i would prefer some kind of change.

remain constant as it is, i would not.

the fact is, clock never stops for you.

before you turn around to realise, nothing's the same anymore.

appreciate, as long you treat a person with true heart.

it's the sincerity. not trying to gain advantages from people thing.

for every precious stuff you lost, just so you know, you were once that immersed in the river of love.

the deepest relationship, friendship.

don't ever let the love slip away from your fingers.

doubts fear your heart not.

don't, question. sometimes, nike just got those right words here: just do it!

oh yes, it's not easy to find one whom love you more than you love him.

so when you find one, i don't know how you should react, whether to control him or plastered him with plastic.

not about the control, just as i described these, im a little frightened.

to think of control one's life, i would die for that.

please, live life free. 

i can't live without food =D

you are so right for saying who cares to read your old blog post..

whose that so caring to ask you where are you when they simply can't find you?

who are that good enough to remember what you wear for today's outing?

who really are that awesome person to keep those small details of yours in mind?

seriously, who?

time passes, no one even want to review the blog of yours that is so freaking dead with no updates?

sharing is caring.

i am sure many would love to rejoice in the happiness of your life, yeah?

but to think do you have anyone to share your down walks in life?

no everlasting promises.

if promises are made to be last, who are you to tell me these?

yesterday ended.

do not look back, you gotta find a best solution to resolve this piece of shit.

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im gonna study a little bit more about photography.

 a little bit more about the things i love so dearly.

=)

you never belong here, my heart.

hate it  love it.

BM, BI, SEJ, MATHS, MORAL, ADD. MATHS, BIO, PHY, CHEM 

DOWN 

DOWN 

DOWN

DOWN

DOWN! 

and final one, CHINESE! 

i totally have no idea why my chinese result is like a curse,

it can drop to 50 something during mid term, and shoot UP to 70 over in trials.

and most of the time, this curse never go away.

oh please!

after spm, gotta learn driving, gotta decide which college, what course blahh blah

totally, money issues!

oh my, sister screaming:" babyy boyy!"

last time, everytime.. well most of the time i called him, it's because i wanted to hug him.

now i scream at him because he crews literally everything!

my lovely towel, my clothes, OH and my sister nokia's charger.

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it's december.

yes christmas =)

okay you can have all the thinking work to do..

im not a prayer of christian nor catholic, what is there for me to love christmas.

that's not the part i concern.

i just love those decorations everywhere.

im gonna bring my dslr along everywhere i go now =)

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i have been listening to chinese, cantonese songs for a while now.

heee youtube is the best!

ya know the jay chou chouu, david tao..

even lee hom i don't fancy him/ his songs that much now.. blehh

im just.. a little sick of english songs i guessed.

too boring, no not the music but the tonnes of old songs in my bro and sis's laptop.

im too lazy to download new songs.

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the fact is i wrote a lot of draft post.

posted with words, without pictures.

probably like you, you just did not approve it, save it as draft post.

after a long long time, i delete it anyway.

WOW

we all looked like CRAP!

except for mei...

ohhh our hair...