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Hear me out

2007-04-21T18:28:00.000+08:00

Hear me out,
holding my breath believing you're there,
Exhale as i fade out somewhere,
innocent smiles thru my window pane,
linger on the reflection of your creation,
relief as i can see my spreaded wings,once again,
so i search out for something,
somehow just anything,
care not whats the ending,
as i decided as i believed,you...
you caught my sight still without my present,
so delighted as you whisper to my concern,
sing out, shout out, make me recite it loud,
to feel you dancing around my melancholy heart,
let go the hatred,let go the sorrow,
Heighten up as i still got you,tomorrow,
its alright,just make it right,
its alright,just fly up high,
so high till i touch the sky,
fill "me" with your colorful light,
waste it not as i only got one...just one,
my precious life.

It’s your chance.
Have you thought it over?
Have you gotten what you deserved?
Was it off your shoulder?
Were you relieved to know that everything worked out?

Are you over it already?
And started a brand new life ahead,
Did you meet someone who is ordinary?
Maybe someone better?
Someone unlike me,
Odd as it seems,
Simple but rather obscure,
I’m sure we’re all alike,
But not quite the same,

It’s your chance,
To sought the ever finding,
To do what you wanted to,
As time waits for no one,
The day is still young,
Take hold of the chance,

What are you waiting for?

Shattered Dreams

2007-04-21T18:27:00.000+08:00

Gazing at the path with uncertainty,
Messy, dark-gloomy road,
Unknown for its name,
Curiously yet undecided, motiveless to move on,
Staring at you, I hesitate to ask, I dare not speak,
Close my sanity, my heart,
Hope to steer away from drama.
Lay rest by my conscience,
As I seal it with my tears,
Hope to cause no pains and fears.

My emotional baggage,
Getting heavier each day,
As I drag it along the way,
Footpath was sightless along the wounded road,
How I felt resentful,
How regretful,
Yet...joyfulness and grateful I’ve become,
My mixed up feelings ended with a phony smile,
How…speechless as I linger back,

Thunder howl as loud as my heart shout,
Pouring rain weep as my heart bleeds,
Drowning with tears of nothingness,
Grasping for air while I suffocate,
Reaching your hand while my heart calls upon you,
Such hurt, such lost,
Felt empty when you weren’t around.

Drifted…swayed,
You already so faraway,
So fast that I couldn’t keep up,
Too far till you wouldn’t wait up,
Felt so petty and deceiving…so loveless.

Maybe we’ve chosen not to walk the same road,
The road that join two worlds,
The road that I thought it was meant to be, for us,
Maybe it wasn’t meant to be at the first place.
Road that separate both worlds.

Reminiscences,
I do learn by heart,
Your kindness and care,
Waving at you with full of contentment,
As hands prays for better future.
By blessings for both you and I,
For another me in another life,
Meeting another you in another life.

please stay that way forever...

2007-04-21T18:25:00.000+08:00

you were once so innocent...why changed?
you were once so cheerful and happy but...why changed?
you were once so ambitious, so confidence...but why changed in a sudden?
you were once so polite, so caring...but now why?
you were once so loving...but your heart changed? just why?
even your smile look like a frown...why cant you stay like you always used to be...you...

Everybody's Free

2006-11-16T15:44:00.000+08:00

Everybody's Free - Baz Luhrmann (Was an article published in the Chicago Tribune on June 1, 1997 by columnist Mary Schmich)

Wear sunscreen

If I could offer you only one tip for the future, sunscreen would be
it. The long term benefits of sunscreen have been proved by
scientists whereas the rest of my advice has no basis more reliable
than my own meandering
experience…I will dispense this advice now.

Enjoy the power and beauty of your youth; oh nevermind; you will not
understand the power and beauty of your youth until they have faded.
But trust me, in 20 years you’ll look back at photos of yourself and
recall in a way you can’t grasp now how much possibility lay before
you and how fabulous you really looked….You’re not as fat as you
imagine.

Don’t worry about the future; or worry, but know that worrying is as
effective as trying to solve an algebra equation by chewing
bubblegum. The real troubles in your life are apt to be things that
never crossed your worried mind; the kind that blindside you at 4pm
on some idle Tuesday.

Do one thing everyday that scares you

Sing

Don’t be reckless with other people’s hearts, don’t put up with
people who are reckless with yours.

Floss

Don’t waste your time on jealousy; sometimes you’re ahead, sometimes
you’re behind…the race is long, and in the end, it’s only with
yourself.

Remember the compliments you receive, forget the insults; if you
succeed in doing this, tell me how.

Keep your old love letters, throw away your old bank statements.

Stretch

Don’t feel guilty if you don’t know what you want to do with your
life…the most interesting people I know didn’t know at 22 what they
wanted to do with their lives, some of the most interesting 40 year
olds I know still don’t.

Get plenty of calcium.

Be kind to your knees, you’ll miss them when they’re gone.

Maybe you’ll marry, maybe you won’t, maybe you’ll have children,maybe
you won’t, maybe you’ll divorce at 40, maybe you’ll dance the funky
chicken on your 75th wedding anniversary…what ever you do, don’t
congratulate yourself too much or berate yourself either – your
choices are half chance, so are everybody else’s. Enjoy your body,
use it every way you can…don’t be afraid of it, or what other people
think of it, it’s the greatest instrument you’ll ever
own..

Dance…even if you have nowhere to do it but in your own living room.

Read the directions, even if you don’t follow them.

Do NOT read beauty magazines, they will only make you feel ugly.

(Brother and sister together we'll make it through
Someday your spirit will take you and guide you there
I know you've been hurting, and I know I've been waiting to be there
for you. And I'll be there, just tell me now, whenever I can.
Everybody's free.)

Get to know your parents, you never know when they’ll be gone for
good.

Be nice to your siblings; they are the best link to your past and the
people most likely to stick with you in the future.

Understand that friends come and go,but for the precious few you
should hold on. Work hard to bridge the gaps in geography and
lifestyle because the older you get, the more you need the people you
knew when you were young.

Live in

New York City

once, but leave before it makes you hard; live
in
Northern California

once, but leave before it makes you soft.

Travel.

Accept certain inalienable truths, prices will rise, politicians will
philander, you too will get old, and when you do you’ll fantasize
that when you were young prices were reasonable, politicians were
noble and children respected their elders.

Respect your elders.

Don’t expect anyone else to support you. Maybe you have a trust fund,
maybe you have a wealthy spouse; but you never know when either one
might run out.

Don’t mess too much with your hair, or by the time you're 40, it will
look 85.

Be careful whose advice you buy, but, be patient with those who
supply it. Advice is a form of nostalgia, dispensing it is a way of
fishing the past from the disposal, wiping it off, painting over the
ugly parts and recycling it for more than
it’s worth.

But trust me on the sunscreen…

Baz Luhrmann (Written by columnist Mary Schmich & then Baz add some music, titled: Sunscreen)

Take my Son

2006-09-14T13:26:00.000+08:00

A wealthy man and his son loved to collect rare works of art. They had
everything in their collection, from Picasso to Raphael. They would
often sit together and admire the great works of art.

When the Vietnam conflict broke out, the son went to war. He was very
courageous and died in battle while rescuing another soldier. The
father was notified and grieved deeply for his only son.

About a month later, just before Christmas, there was a knock at the
door. A young man stood at the door with a large package in his hands.

He said, "Sir, you don't know me, but I am the soldier for whom your
son gave his life. He saved many lives that day, and he was carrying
me to safety when a bullet struck him in the heart and he died
instantly. He often talked about you, and your love for art." The
young man held out this package. "I know this isn't much. I'm not
really a great artist, but I think your son would have wanted you to
have this."

The father opened the package. It was a portrait of his son, painted
by the young man. He stared in awe at the way the soldier had captured
the personality of his son in the painting. The father was so drawn to
the eyes that his own eyes welled up with tears. He thanked the young
man and offered to pay him for the picture. "Oh, no sir, I could never
repay what your son did for me. It's a gift."

The father hung the portrait over his mantle. Every time visitors came
to his home he took them to see the portrait of his son before he
showed them any of the other great works he had collected.

The man died a few months later. There was to be a great auction of
his paintings. Many influential people gathered, excited over seeing
the great paintings and having an opportunity to purchase one for
their collection.

On the platform sat the painting of the son. The auctioneer pounded
his gavel. "We will start the bidding with this picture of the son.
Who will bid for this picture?"

There was silence.

Then a voice in the back of the room shouted, "We want to see the
famous paintings. Skip this one."

But the auctioneer persisted. "Will somebody bid for this painting.
Who will start the bidding? $100, $200?"

Another voice angrily. "We didn't come to see this painting. We came
to see the Van Goghs, the Rembrandts. Get on with the real bids!"

But still the auctioneer continued. "The son! The son! Who'll take the son?"

Finally, a voice came from the very back of the room. It was the
longtime gardener of the man and his son. "I'll give $10 for the
painting." Being a poor man, it was all he could afford.

We have $10, who will bid $20?"

Give it to him for $10. Let's see the masters."

$10 is the bid, won't someone bid $20?"

The crowd was becoming angry. They didn't want the picture of the son.

They wanted the more worthy investments for their collections.

The auctioneer pounded the gavel. "Going once, twice, SOLD for $10!"

A man sitting on the second row shouted, "Now let's get on with the
collection!"

The auctioneer laid down his gavel. "I'm sorry, the auction is over."

What about the paintings?"

I am sorry. When I was called to conduct this auction, I was told of a
secret stipulation in the will. I was not allowed to reveal that
stipulation until this time. Only the painting of the son would be
auctioned. Whoever bought that painting would inherit the entire
estate, including the paintings.

The man who took the son gets everything!"

God gave His son 2,000 years ago to die on the cross. Much like the
auctioneer, His message today is: "The son, the son, who'll take the
son?"

Because, you see, whoever takes the Son gets everything.

FOR GOD SO LOVED THE WORLD, THAT HE GAVE HIS ONLY BEGOTTEN SON, THAT
WHOSOEVER BELIEVETH IN HIM SHOULD NOT PERISH BUT HAVE EVER:LASTING
LIFE...THAT'S LOVE

**In light of whatever is occuring in your life right now, be
it good or bad, there is a reason for everything. The mysterious
forces of God and Nature are at work and it is sometimes difficult to
comprehend why a particular situation is happening to you as God and
Nature presents its "signals" to you in ways you would least expect
it. TAKE HOLD of the situation and move forward by believing in GOD
and Yourself, and YOU WILL elevate yourself and the period of
difficulty. Remember, in such times, it is not always what it
seems....think about the Big Picture as LIFE, itself has ordained for
you. We are all presented with obstacles in life for a reason and it
is up to us to overcome these challenges, with the hope that YOU could
reach your Highest Potential.

God Bless You ALL.

The Difference between poor / rich ppl.

2006-08-08T14:40:00.000+08:00

One day, the father of a very wealthy family took
his son on a trip to the country with the express
purpose of showing him how poor people live.

They spent a couple of days and nights on the
farm of what would be considered a very poor
family.

On their return from their trip, the father asked his
son, "How was the trip?"

"It was great, Dad."

"Did you see how poor people live?" the father
asked.

"Oh yeah," said the son.

"So, tell me, what did you learn from the trip?"
asked the father.

The son answered:

"I saw that we have one dog and they had four.

We have a pool that reaches to the middle of our
garden and they have a creek that has no end.

We have imported lanterns in our garden and they
have the stars at night.

Our patio reaches to the front yard and they have
the whole horizon.

We have a small piece of land to live on and they
have fields that go beyond our sight.

We have servants who serve us, but they serve
others.

We buy our food, but they grow theirs.

We have walls around our property to protect us,
they have friends to protect them."

The boy's father was speechless.

Then his son added, "Thanks Dad for showing me
how poor we are."

Isn't perspective a wonderful thing? Makes you
wonder what would happen if we all gave thanks for
everything we have, instead of worrying about what
we don't have.

Appreciate every single thing you have, especially
your friends!

Pass this on to friends and acquaintances and
help them refresh their perspective and
appreciation.

‘Time heals the pain’.

2006-07-13T14:19:00.000+08:00

Time has been moving past but yet I find myself still at the same spot when I was left behind.

Moving on seems to be something rather impossible to do so at this point of my life for it bring an unimaginable flood of pain into my life.

Thinking that returning back to my new semesters would help me keep my mind off about us was something foolish to being with.
I still miss him. Just by being in this very classroom is difficult enough without having him popping into my mind as he pleases.

If there was a way I could stop thinking about him I would do it. But I just can’t.
Being back in this classroom transported me back to the moments where he used to texts me to comfort me in any situation I was in. His simple messages could brighten up my day with a blink whenever I needed him.

Only this time a blink no longer works. He is no longer there. The tears in me are so strong that I can taste it as my heart cracks.
I wish to hear his whisper, or feel the vibration of my phone that is provoked by his text messages and to be able to smile once more.

My tears roll down silently, knowing that it would not stop; I left the room silently that carries our memories.
I walked away from him and just like him, I never turned back.

They say time always kills the pain. Does it really? Or does time help distract and take us away from the pain that is imbedded deep within our souls? Time helping us to put the painful memories in a tiny jar, sealed shut that cannot be seen with the naked eye. But has it truly vanish?
I wonder. As I place the tiny jar in a dark corner just like how he is now in my heart.

Stumbling back upon the tiny jar covered with blankets of dust, I open it. The pain still fresh as ever. Just like my tears freshly swelling up.
I see flashes of us. I hear whispers of love. I feel the laughter of happiness.
Memories. Something so unique, so beautiful and above all powerful. Time does not help us erase the memories for it’ll never do. Memories are part of our lives just like how he was a part of my soul.

Memories can heal hearts, form new bonds, makes us smile, makes us see life with colours, at the same time memories can break our hearts, makes us cry, changing the person we are inside into something so distant, so broken and torn up. Making our hearts so shattered as blinks of memories calls out.
Maybe one day, when I find the tiny jar again, tears of happiness would come instead of bittersweet ones.

But until that day comes, I’ll sit and close my eyes and watch our memories dance away.

source "unknown"

Lust, anger and greed, these three are the soul-destroying gates of hell.

2006-07-11T22:08:00.000+08:00

Here are some techniques to develop this rare form of strength and cope with anger:

Make a habit of taking that oh so difficult first step away from the situation, person, email or phone call that incites your wrath. Walk the other direction, turn off your phone, shut down your computer. It’s always worth it.

“If you are patient in 1 moment of anger you will avoid 100 days of sorrow.” -Zen proverb

Kill ‘em with kindness. Tell the person who pisses you off how much you love them. Tell the person who drives you nuts how much you appreciate their testing your “strength.” Tell the person who makes you crazy that no matter how mad, you won’t pull a “Zidane.”

“As the sun makes ice melt, kindness causes misunderstanding, mistrust, and hostility to evaporate.” –Albert Schweitzer

Open your heart…literally. The yogis believe that even a basic backbend opens the heart evoking love. Be your own hero next time you face the three-headed monster. Take a step back, interlace your hands behind your back, let the chest and heart protrude slightly forward, and take a few deep breaths. This will instantly open the heart and dissipate anger.

John 3:16

2006-06-18T21:54:00.000+08:00

This is so beautiful! John 3:16 A little boy was selling newspapers on the corner, the people were in and out of the cold. The little boy was so cold that he wasn't trying to sell many papers. He walked up to a policeman and said, "Mister, you wouldn't happen to know where a poor boy could find a warm place to sleep tonight would you ? You see, I sleep in a box up around the corner there and down the alley and it's awful cold in there for tonight. Sure would be nice to have a warm place to stay." The policeman looked down at the little boy and said,"You go down the street to that big white house and you knock on the door. When they come out the door you just say John 3:16, and they will let you in."

So he did.He walked up the steps and knocked on the door,and a lady answered. He looked up and said, "John 3:16." The lady said, "Come on in, Son." She took him in and she sat him down in a split bottom rocker in front of a great big old fire place, and she went off. The boy sat there for a while and thought to himself:
John 3:16 ...I don't understand it, but it sure makes a cold boy warm. Later she came back and asked him "Are you hungry ? " He said,"Well, just a little. I haven't eaten in a couple of days, and I guess I could stand a little bit of food," The lady took him in the kitchen and sat him down to a table full of wonderful food. He ate and ate until he couldn't eat any more.

Then he thought to himself: John 3:16 ...Boy, I sure don't understand it but it sure makes a hungry boy full. She took him upstairs to a bathroom to a huge bathtub filled with warm water, and he sat there and soaked for a while.
As he soaked, he thought to himself: John 3:16! I sure don't understand it,but it sure makes a dirty boy clean. You know,I've not had a bath, a real bath, in my whole life. The only bath I ever had was when I stood in front of that big old fire hydrant as they flushed it out.The lady came in and got him. She took him to a room, tucked him into a big old feather bed, pulled the covers up around his neck,kissed him goodnight and turned out the lights. Ashe lay in the darkness and looked out the window at the snow coming down on that cold night, he thought to himself: John 3:16 ...I don't understand it but It sure makes a tired boy rested.

The next morning the lady came back up and took him down again to that same big table full of food. After he ate, she took him back to that same big old split bottom rocker in front of the fire place and picked up abig old Bible. She sat down in front of him and looked into his young face. "Do you understand John 3:16 ? " she asked gently. He replied, "No,Ma'am, I don't. The first time I ever heard it was last night when the policeman told me to use it,"She opened the Bible to John 3:16 and began to explain to him about Jesus. Right there, in front of that big old fire place, he gave his heart and life to Jesus. He sat there and thought: John 3:16-- don't understand it, but it sure makes a lost boy feel safe. You know, I have to confess I don't understand it either, how God was willing to send His Son to die for me, and how Jesus would agree to do such a thing. I don't understand the agony of the Father and every angel in heaven as they watched Jesus suffer and die.
I don't understand the intense love for ME that kept Jesus on the cross till the end.

I don't understand it, but it sure does make life worth living. John 3:16 For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that who so ever believeth in him should notperish, but have everlasting life. If you aren'tashamed to do this, please follow the directions.Jesus said, "If you are ashamed of me, I will be ashamed of you before my Father.

"Pass this on only if you mean it.I do Love God. He is my source of existence.. He keeps me functioning each day and night."

The Pope and Ah Pek

2006-04-30T13:56:00.000+08:00

About a century or two ago, the Pope decided that all the Chinese had to leave Italy. Naturally there was a big uproar from the Chinese community. So the Pope made a deal. He would have a religious debate with a member of the Chinese community.If the Chinese win, they could stay. If the Popewins, the Chinese would leave.

The Chinese realized that they had no other choice. So they picked a middle-aged man named Ah Pek to represent them. Ah Pek asked for one condition to be added to the debate. "To make it more interesting", he said, "Neither side would be allowed to talk". The Pope agreed. The day of the great debate came. Ah Pek and the Pope sat opposite each other for a full minute. Then the Pope raised his hand and showed three fingers. Ah Pek looked back at him and raised one finger. ThePope waved his fingers in a circle around his head.Ah Pek pointed to the ground at where he sat. The Pope pulled out a loaf and a glass of wine. Ah Pek pull out an apple.

The Pope stood up and said: "I give up. This man is too good. The Chinese canstay." An hour later, the cardinals were all around The Pope asking him what happened?. The Pope said, "First I held up three fingers to represent the holy trinity. He responded by holding up one finger to remind me that there was still one God common to both our religions." "Then I waved my finger around me to show him that God was all around us." He responded by pointing to the ground and showing that God was also right here with us." "Ipulled out the wine and loaf to show that God absolves all sin. He showed me an apple to remind us of the original sin. He had an answer for everything. What could I do?"

Meanwhile, the Chinese community had crowded around AhPek. "What happened?" they asked. "Well," saidAh Peh, "First he indicated to me that all Chinese had 3 days to get out of here. I replied to him f*@koff and not one of us was leaving." "Then hepointed that this whole city would be cleared of Chinese. I showed him that we are staying righ there." "Yes, and then???" asked the crowd. "Idon't know", said Ah Pek, "He took out his lunch,and I took out mine!!!"

For Whatever

2006-03-10T19:27:00.000+08:00

say you'll stay forever
you were so wonderful
forever for whatever

i look closer is stare with desire
your eyes glimpse are searching for me
you were so beautiful you're so wonderful
delightful colourful when you smile
your smile makes me cry
my heart whispers i dont know why
why you stay here in my room..

[ chorus ]
say you'll stay forever
you were so wonderful forever for whatever
say you'll stay together with me baby..
forever for whatever with me baby
it's you...ooohh....

my heart whispers why you stay here
in my ro0m..

[ repeat chorus ]

by OAG

Venusia

2006-03-10T19:22:00.000+08:00

indah suasana....bila berdua...
secerah alammu bila satu jiwa
sering mengganggu tidur pun tak lena
malamku suram
tanpanya rembulan
engkau ke bintang

mata fikirku teringat wajahmu
beribu batu hidup tak menentu
malamku suram...
tanpanya rembulan
engkau ke bintang.....

wooooooo

*sukma venusku senyumlah
peluk diriku dalam mimpimu
sukma venusku mengapa
sedetik saja engkau menjelma
indah suasana....bila berdua...

*sukma venusku senyumlah
peluk diriku dalam mimpimu
sukma venusku mengapa
sedetik saja engkau menjelma

by OAG

HOME MADE KAZOKU

2006-03-10T19:08:00.000+08:00

Shounen Heart

(HOOK)
kuchizusamu melody ga omoidasasete kureru (Back in the Days)
memory wa doremo kagayaite bakari iru (So)
You gotta remember imamo yume no kakera wo te ni
ano koro no you ni hikari hanatsu shounen ha-to

(KURO)
'shourai no yume' no ran ni kaita ano koro no ore kara nan nen tatta?
genjitsu to risou no hazama yuraida jyounetsu no honoo mo kiekakatta
chotto matta! cho, chotto matta! shoubu wa korekara sa hatta! hatta!
akirameta jiden de game over genjyou wo kono te de kiri hirakou ka

(MICRO)
oboete imasu ka? mukashi wa tashika kasukana kibou ni zenryoku wo dashita
ashita no tame ni ikite imashita sono kimochi dokka wasuretenai ka?
seishun ni kigen nante nai tankyuushin ni nenrei* wa kankei nai to omou yo
datte sou darou? We wanna make the dream come true!
tsumari...

*written as 'nenrei', but it was sung as 'toshi'

(KURO)+(MICRO)
sakasou sakasou sakasou jyounetsu no hana wo sakasou
sakasou sakasou sakasou...

(HOOK)

(MICRO)
"itsuka kitto kitto kitto boku mo..." tte
bo---tto shiteru to kitto de owaru zo
mujaki na yuuki furishi botte doushin no netsu wo yobi okose
shounen kara seinen TO THE chuunen imada meshita** nanika ni muchuu de
kagayaiteiru hou ga sou, kakkou ii jyan LIKE charenjya----da YEAH!!

**written as 'meshita, but it was sung as 'mo'

(KURO)
"kodomo kara otona wa dokkara?" nante kangaeteru ore docchi da??
itsukara ka shakai no kara no naka tojikomotte chisaku matomatte nai ka?
kagami no naka no omae ni tou "mada mada" konna monjya nai darou"
yume no katachi wa henka shiteitemo kagayakeru hazu nano sa itsumademo

(KURO+MICRO)
sakasou sakasou sakasou yume no kakera wo sagasou
sakasou sakasou sakasou

(HOOK)

(KURO+MICRO)
nani wo shitara ii? nani ga dekiru kono boku ni?
yaritai koto ga wakaranai
I believe there's never too late
hajimeru noni kitto osoi wa nai
kanousei wa sou sa mugen dai
ashita wo kaeteku chikara wa sou kimi shidai
dakara sagasou sakasou jyounetsu no hana wo sakasou

(HOOK) x2

Millio - PARTY!!!!

2006-03-10T19:01:00.000+08:00

Party days 'cause there are smiles
Party days 'cause there are smiles
Party days 'cause there are smiles
Party days 'cause there are smiles

Me o tojite omoiukaberu no wa
Anata o mitsukeru to PARTY NIGHT
Supan GOAL gyakuro to ni ko wa
abiteyuku watashi wa MERMAID

Anata wa iu kocchi ni oide
Nami wa ayatsuru youni
Fushigi na kuuki o mattoteru
Konna youni

Hora mite kanpeki na
ORANGE no tsuki ga warau
Mahou no you ni

PARTY PARTY ki o tsukeru yubi ga "furedarake"?
PARTY PARTY toki o tomare zutto kono mama

Atama no naka, kuri kaesu no wa
Anata to sugoshita PARTY NIGHT
Uroko ni kawa MA MA MA watashi wa
Oyogu kotomo dekinai MERMAID

Anata mo iru koko nii matsuru
O yoi de yuki PAI no ni
Nami mo shizuku mou nai kono machi jaa
Konna youni

Ano hito onaji o no ga
ORANGE no tsuki ga warau
mahou no you na

PARTY PARTY mizu o eta ni 'n yo ga oyogi dasu
PARTY PARTY datte shittori no are to no are ni

(Party days 'cause there are smiles) DAA wai ta
(Party days 'cause there are smiles) sekai jaa
(Party days 'cause there are smiles) AI wa to
(Party days 'cause there are smiles) no ga nai

Party days 'cause there are smiles
Party days 'cause there are smiles
Party days 'cause there are smiles
Party days 'cause there are smiles

Party days 'cause there are smiles
Party days 'cause there are smiles
Party days 'cause there are smiles
Party days 'cause there are smiles

(Party days 'cause there are smiles)

Kitty kitty

2006-01-17T22:40:00.000+08:00

perception of life

2005-09-28T10:42:00.000+08:00

Why are you unnecessarily worrying?
Whom do you fear?
Soul is neither born nor does it dies.
What has happened has happened for the best.
What is happening is happening for the best.
What will happen will happen for the best.
Do not brood over the past.
Do not worry about the future.
THE PRESENT IS ON.

What have you lost, that you are weeping?
What have you brought, that you have lost?
What have you made, that has been destroyed?
You brought nothing.
What you have, you got from here.
What you took, you took from here.
What you gave, you gave unto this universe.
You have come empty handed and shall go
empty handed. What is yours today was
somebody else's in the past and will be
somebody else's in the future.

You think it is yours and are deeply
engrossed in it.

"CHANGES" ARE THE LAW OF LIFE.

Clear Skies Ahead

2005-09-26T14:04:00.000+08:00

INGREDIENTS
2 parts whisky
1/2 teaspoon grenadine
1 egg white
1/2 teaspoon sugar syrup
5 ice cubes
juice of 1/2 lemon

DIRECTIONS
Put the ice cubes into a cocktail shaker. Pour in the sugar syrup, lemon juice, grenadine, egg white and whisky. Then shake. Pour into an old fashioned glass and serve.

PerMySuri

2005-09-23T16:29:00.000+08:00

Imajin aku Tvmu
Transmisionku terbit untukmu
Dramaku produk khas siaranmu
Trans-sonet gelora Satelit Chinta

Imajin aku radiomu
Intermisionku orbit untukmu
E-ramaku rekord khas hiburanmu
Inter-planet kejora
Ke marikh asmara

©horus:
perMYsuri rumahku
perMYsuri radarku
perMYsuri syurgaku
Yang teristimewa

Imajin aku Vjmu
Transvisiku terbitan untukmu
Karaktorku ilhamkhas pedomanmu
Trans-fonik gelora satelit chinta

Imajin aku Djmu
Intervisionku orbit untukmu
Metaforku iltizamkhas buatmu
Inter-sonik kejora
Ke-marikh asthmara

by Radhi OAG

g l o o m y s u n d a y

2005-09-23T16:24:00.000+08:00

t h e s u i c i d e s o n g

Gloomy Sunday - the notorious 'Hungarian Suicide Song' - was written in 1933. Its melody and original lyrics were the creation of Rezsô Seress, a self-taught pianist and composer born in Hungary in 1899.

The crushing hopelessness and bitter despair which characterised the two stanza penned by Seress were superseded by the more mournful, melancholic verses of Hungarian poet László Jávor.

When the song came to public attention it quickly earned its reputation as a 'suicide song'. Reports from Hungary alleged individuals had taken their lives after listening to the haunting melody, or that the lyrics had been left with their last letters.

The lyricists Sam M. Lewis and Desmond Carter each penned an English translatation of the song. It was Lewis's version, first recorded by Hal Kemp and his Orchestra, with Bob Allen on vocals (1936), that was to become the most widely covered.

The popularity of Gloomy Sunday increased greatly through its interpretation by Billie Holiday (1941). In an attempt to alleviate the pessemistic tone a third stanza was added to this version, giving the song a dreamy twist, yet still the suicide reputation remained. Gloomy Sunday was banned from the playlists of major radio broadcasters around the world. The B.B.C. deemed it too depressing for the airwaves.

Despite all such bans, Gloomy Sunday continued to be recorded and sold.
People continued to buy the recordings; some committed suicide.

Rezsô Seress jumped to his death from his flat in 1968.

direct link

p e s s i m i s m a n d d e p r e s s i o n h a v e d e e p
r o o t s i n a c o u n t r y w h e r e s u i c i d e i s
w i d e l y r e g a r d e d a s a s o l u t i o n

Slumber

2005-09-21T12:21:00.000+08:00

Slumber yaya...
Kau menghilang-hilang
Engkau khayal dunia kau yang punya
Tapi sebenarnya kau lupa

Slumber papa...
Kau mengata-ngata
Tentang kita yang tak pernah
Tentang kisah hal peribadi hidupmu
Uuu... uuu... uuu...

Slumber yaya...
Slumber papa...
Uuu...
Slumber yaya...
Slumber wawa...

Kau selalu bertanya-tanya
Ke mana hilangnya minda
Kau selalu bertanya-tanya
Ke mana arah tuju
Tujuanku... tujuanmu...
Tujuanku... tujuanmu...
Tujuan... uuu...
Uuu... uuu... uuu...

Slumber papa...
Kau berdrama swasta
Watak kita tak pernah rekacipta
Itulah kisah hal peribadi hidupmu

Slumber yaya...
Kau berfoya-foya
Semuanya yang sering kau ingin percaya
Tapi sebenarnya kau diperdaya bahaya

Slumber yaya...
Slumber wawa...
Uuu...
Kau selalu bertanya-tanya
Ke mana hilangnya karisma
Kau selalu bertanya-tanya
Ke mana destinasi
Destinasiku... destinasiku

Destinasi... uuu...
Uuu... uuu... uuu...

by OAG

Jesus vs Satan

2005-09-21T11:30:00.000+08:00

Lolz I still remember this story and I was happy that I still keep this mail which a friend of mine sent it to me few years back...I think around 6 years ago...Haha...anyway its a nice story to read and to ponder on...Haha, happy readin lolz...enjoy.

Jesus and Satan were having an ongoing argument about who was better on
his computer. They had been going at it for days, and God was tired
of hearing all of the bickering. Finally, God said, "Cool it. I am
going to set up a test that will run two hours, and I will judge who
does the better job."
So Satan and Jesus sat down at the keyboards and typed away. They
moused. They did spreadsheets. They wrote reports. They sent faxes.
They sent e-mail. They sent e-mail with attachments. They downloaded
files. They did some genealogy reports. They created labels and cards.
They did every known job.
Jesus worked with heavenly efficiency, and Satan was faster than
hell.
But ten minutes before their time was up, lightning suddenly flashed
across the sky, thunder rolled, rain poured, and-of course-the
electricity went off.
Satan stared at his blank screen and screamed every curse word known
in the Underworld.
Jesus just sighed.
The electricity finally came back on, and each of them restarted their
computers.
Satan started searching frantically, screaming
"It's gone! It's all GONE! I lost everything when the power went out!"

Meanwhile, Jesus quietly started printing out all of his files from the
past two hours.
Satan observed this and became irate.
"Wait! He cheated! How did he do it?"
God shrugged and said,
"Jesus saves."

Flowa whut?

2005-09-20T11:00:00.000+08:00

Haha...see what I hav here...hmm...Flowa or known as Ah Fa heh...
I posted this by request from a friend of mine and non-other than the creator himself... Nickie.
Lolz...lets enjoy the state of the art by Nickie.
Dont be hesitate to give comments on this...
Compliments are much appreciated =)

Kukatakan dengan indah

2005-08-24T17:26:00.000+08:00

Kukatakan dengan indah
Dengan terbuka
Hatiku hampa
Sepertinya luka
Menghampirinya

Kau beri rasa
Yang berbeda
Mungkin kusalah
Mengartikannya
Yang kurasa cinta

* Tetapi hatiku
Selalu meninggikanmu
Terlalu meninggikanmu
Selalu meninggikanmu

** Kau hancurkan hatiku
Hancurkan lagi
Kau hancurkan hatiku
Tuk melihatmu

Kau terangi jiwaku
Kau redupkan lagih
Kau hancurkan hatiku
Tuk melihatmu

back to *

Membuatku terjatuh
Dan terjatuh lagi

** Membuatku merasakan
Yang tlah terjadi
Semua yang terbaik
Dan terlewati
Semua yang terhenti
Tanpa kuakhiri

by Peter Pan

We Believe

2005-08-19T02:31:00.000+08:00

There's a woman crying out tonight
Her world has changed
She asks God why
Her only son has died
And now her daughter cries
She can't sleep at night
Downtown
Another day for all the suits and ties
Another war to fight
There's no regard for life
How do they sleep at night
How can we make things right?
Just wanna make this right
We believe
We believe
We believe
We believe
We believe
We believe
In this love
We are all the same
Human in all our ways and all of pain
(So let it be)
There's a love that could fall down like rain
(Let us see)
Let forgiveness wash away the pain
(What we need)
And no one really knows what they are searching for
(We believe)
This world is crying for so much more
We believe
We believe
We believe
We believe
We believe
We believe
In this love
We believe
We believe
We believe
We believe
We believe
In this love
So this world
Is too much
For you to take
Just lay it down in front of me
I'll be everything you need
In every way
We believe
We believe
We believe
We believe
We believe
We believe
In this love
(In this love)
We believe
(In this love)
We believe
(In this love)
We believe
(In this love)

by Good Charlote

Pooppie

2005-08-19T02:21:00.000+08:00

Harry did like he always does, kissing his wife, crawling into bed and falling to sleep.

All of a sudden, he wakes up with an elderly man dressed in a coat standing in front of his bed.

"What the hell are you doing in my bedroom? ......and who are you?" he asked.

"This is not your bedroom," the man replied, "I am St. Peter, and you are in heaven."

"WHAT!?? Are you saying I'm dead? I don't want to die.....I'm too young." said Harry.

"If I'm dead, I want you to send me back immediately."

"It's not that easy", said St. Peter, "you can only return as a dog or a hen. You can choose on your own..."

Harry thought about it for a while, and figured out that being a dog is too tiring, but a hen probably has a nice and relaxed life. Running around with a rooster can't be that bad.

"I want to return as a hen." Harry replied. And in the next second, he found himself in a chicken run, really nicely feathered. But man, now "he" felt like the rear end was gonna blow........then along came the rooster.

"Hey, you must be the new hen on the farm." he said. "How does it feel?"

"Well, it's OK I guess, but it feels like my rear end is blowing up."

"Oh that!" said the rooster. "That's only the ovulation going on. Have you never laid an egg before??"

"No, how do I do that?" Harry asked.

"Cluck twice, and then you push all you can."

Harry clucked twice, and pushed more than he was good for, and then 'Plop' and an egg was on the ground.

"Wow" Harry said "that felt really good!" So he clucked again and squeezed. And you better believe that there was yet another egg on the ground.

The third time he clucked, he heard his wife shout:

"Harry, for Gods sake wake up, you're shitting all over the bed!"

stuff to ponder

2005-07-26T18:46:00.000+08:00

WHEN U R ONLY 5 YRS OLD, I SAID I LOVE U.
U ASKED ME: WHAT IS IT?

WHEN U R 15 YRS OLD, I SAID I LOVE U.
U BLUSHED... U LOOK DOWN AND SMILE...

WHEN U R 20 YRS OLD, I SAID I LOVE U.
U PUT UR HEAD ON MY SHOULDER AND HOLD
MY HAND... AFRAID THAT I MIGHT
DISSAPEAR...

WHEN U R 25 YRS OLD, I SAID I LOVE U.
U PREPARE BREAKFAST AND SERVE IT IN
FRONT OF ME, AND KISS MY FORHEAD SAID:
U BETTER BE QUICK, IT'S GONNA BE LATE.

WHEN U R 30 YRS OLD, I SAID I LOVE U.
U SAID: IF U REALLY LOVE ME, PLEASE
COME BACK EARLY AFTER WORK.

WHEN U R 40 YRS OLD, I SAID I LOVE U.
U R CLEANING THE DINING TABLE AND
SAID:OK DEAR, BUT IT'S TIME FOR U TO HELP
OUR CHILD WITH HIS/HER REVISION...

WHEN U R 50 YRS OLD, I SAID I LOVE U.
U R KNITTING AND U LAUGH AT ME :-D

WHEN U R 60 YRS OLD, I SAID I LOVE U.
U SMILE AT ME :-)

WHEN U R 70 YRS OLD. I SAID I LOVE U.
WE SIT ON THE ROCK ING CHAIR WITH OUR
GLASSES ON. I'M READING YOUR LOVE
LETTER THAT U SENT TO ME 50 YRS
AGO...WITH OUR HAND CROSSING
TOGETHER...

WHEN U R 80 YRS OLD, U SAID U LOVE ME!
I DIDN'T SAY ANYTHING BUT CRIED... THAT
DAY MUST BE THE HAPPIEST DAY OF MY
LIFE! BECAUSE U SAID U LOVE ME!!!

PLEASE APPRECIATE YOUR LOVED
ONES..SAY "I LOVE YOU" TO THEM TODAY!

[i love you] means really care for you......say it out
but not to expect the return or anything....
[i love you] is said because there is a pure
thought...that was hoping this magical 3 words...
can bring you happiness and futurity...... and
because of having such pure thoughts..... ppl
which have true heart to a person. gives out all
his/her courage to tell : I love you.

-------------------------------------------------------

This is nice, and super sweet, yea i got this frm friendster, one of my friend posted it and I would like it to be here in my blog...to remind myself, who am I...and I really wanna be like that man mention above...lolz...can say those magic words even thou hes that old :D
...I LOVE YOU...

ANYTHING BUT ORDINARY

2005-07-23T11:56:00.000+08:00

Sometimes I get so weird
I even freak myself out
I laugh myself to sleep
It’s my lullaby
Sometimes I drive so fast
Just to feel the danger
I wanna scream
It makes me feel alive

Is it enough to love?
Is it enough to breathe?
Somebody rip my heart out
And leave me here to bleed
Is it enough to die?
Somebody save my life
I’d rather be anything but ordinary please

To walk within the lines
Would make my life so boring
I want to know that i
Have been to the extreme
So knock me off my feet
Come on now give it to me
Anything to make me feel alive

Is it enough to love?
Is it enough to breathe?
Somebody rip my heart out
And leave me here to bleed
Is it enough to die?
Somebody save my life
I’d rather be anything but ordinary please
I’d rather be anything but ordinary please.

Let down your defences
Use no common sense
If you look you will see
That this world is
A beautiful, accident, turbulent,
Succulent, opulent, permanent
No way
I wanna taste it
Dont wanna waste it away

Sometimes I get so weird
I even freak myself out
I laugh myself to sleep
It’s my lullaby

Is it enough?
Is it enough?
Is it enough to breathe?
Somebody rip my heart out
And leave me here to bleed
Is it enough to die?
Somebody save my life
I’d rather be anything but ordinary please
I’d rather be anything but ordinary please

Is it enough?
Is it enough to die?
Somebody save my life
I’d rather be anything but ordinary please
I’d rather be anything but ordinary please.

by Avril

Tomorrow

2005-07-21T14:33:00.000+08:00

And I wanna believe you
When you tell me that it’ll be okay
Yeah, I try to believe you
But I don’t

When you say that it’s gonna be
It always turns out to be a different way
I try to believe you
Not today, today, today, today, today

[chorus]
I don’t know how I’ll feel
Tomorrow
Tomorrow
I don’t know what to say
Tomorrow
Tomorrow is a different day
Tomorrow

Its always been up to you
Let’s turn it around, it’s up to me
I’m gonna do what I have to do
Just don’t

Give me a little time
Leave me alone a little while
Maybe it’s not too late
Not today, today, today, today, today
Oh

[chorus]
I don’t know how I’ll feel
Tomorrow
Tomorrow
I don’t know what to say
Tomorrow
Tomorrow is a different day

Hey, yeah, yeah
Hey, yeah, yeah
And I know I’m not ready
Hey, yeah, yeah
Hey, yeah, yeah
Maybe tomorrow
Hey, yeah, yeah
Hey, yeah, yeah
I’m not ready
Hey, yeah, yeah
Hey, yeah, yeah
Maybe tomorrow

And I wanna believe you
When you tell me that it’ll be okay
Yeah, I try to believe you
Not today, today, today, today, today
Tomorrow it may change
Tomorrow it may change
Tomorrow it may change
Tomorrow it may change

by Avril Lavigne

S o c k o : Do i sound convinced?

2005-07-20T22:57:00.000+08:00

"U who wishes to walk the way of the Photographer must embrace that anything beautiful must be photographed....If u can't understand that simple concept then u're doomed as a failure..."

-words of wisdom frm Mr.Socko a.k.a Camera Man a.k.a Ham Min-
(230020072005)

Full Moon Sway

2005-07-20T22:38:00.000+08:00

Nice feel...

like supernova in the space...

2005-07-20T22:32:00.000+08:00

i like this one

2005-07-20T22:30:00.000+08:00

ops...miss the moon d

2005-07-20T22:27:00.000+08:00

chilling nite...

2005-07-20T22:22:00.000+08:00

UFO on the run...

Lolz

2005-07-20T02:00:00.000+08:00

Lolz...this is good shyt...Hahaha...

Link

Another crazy stuff to kill some-time lolz...watch Mario in action...

Link

e n e r g y

2005-07-19T21:59:00.000+08:00

[Baby Bash]
Energy, digging on your energy
Energy, digging on your energy
Energy, digging on your energy. energy

[Chorus 2x]
Boy, I'm digging on your energy (Energy)
And I'm digging what you telling me (Telling me)
So I wrote this little melody (Melody)
And dedicate it to my favorite lover

[Verse 1 - Natalie]
I'm lying in bed
There's thoughts in my head
I'm thinking bout you
Over and over and over and over again
What can I tell you, you got me so twisted
Tossing and turning
Over and over and over and over again
So I wrote a song tonight (Tonight)
You weren't begging me to write (To write)
Tell me is it cool tonight (Tonight)
To don't know what's on my mind

[Chorus 2x]
Boy, I'm digging on your energy (Energy)
And I'm digging what you telling me (Telling me)
So I wrote this little melody (Melody)
And dedicate it to my favorite lover

[Verse 2 - Baby Bash]
Rain and shine sleet and snow
Couldn't stop the way we flow
Welcome to my miracle
And I'm digging on your lyrical
Your melody is my remedy
Squeeze to my Hennessey
The one to call when I'm sipping for
With the candy coated Tennessee
Just make a wish.
And let's make it a fish with your boy Baby Bash with some heavenly bliss
Because your kisses on my lips, girl I'm ready to roll
With so vicious and bubblicious, the energy's throwed

[Chorus 2x]
Boy, I'm digging on your energy (Energy)
And I'm digging what you telling me (Telling me)
So I wrote this little melody (Melody)
And dedicate it to my favorite lover

[Verse 3 - Natalie]
Boy, you know that I dig you
I fell in love when I met you
I love the way you make me feel
Your energy is something real (Fa. sho.)
Boy, I love the way (I love the way)
You make me feel (You make feel)
Is something bout you loving me
Can't do without your energy

[Chorus 2x]
Boy, I'm digging on your energy (Energy)
And I'm digging what you telling me (Telling me)
So I wrote this little melody (Melody)
And dedicate it to my favorite lover

[Baby Bash]
Energy, digging on your energy
Energy, digging on your energy
Energy, digging on your energy. energy

by Natalie ft. Baby Bash

Insomnia

2005-07-19T01:26:00.000+08:00

Its been a while since I’ve updated my journal here, and I was quite surprised that blogspot had already implemented the file and photo-bank...yosh!!! can post some of my photos that I’ve taken…Lolz 300mb...It should be more than enough for me...I guess...for now...

Sigh…can’t sleep at the moment…been pissing off for some stoopid reason and some stoopid people which I doesn’t really wanna talk bout it here…Lolz…but when I think about it, its kinda funny too…flashing back whut some stoopid people said and done…sometimes I feel pity for ‘em…bah just let it go…life still go on…I wouldn’t want this things to fcuk’up my head…yeah go learn Chinese *listening to Jin - Learn Chinese*

Sometimes I think the most dangerous species around are human…serious shyt…we don’t really know whut its in our head…especially when u get damn pissed…or out of control…you go kaBooM!!! Fcuk’in psycho… dude…kinda scary sometimes…especially when we got angry or something…we can do *almost* anything…

I think we need a very strong will to control our inner-self…its hard but I think we can do it if we really give ourselves a chance to do it…think twice, take a deep breath and keep it low…this how I do it…but hopefully not exceeded my limit…if it is…I feel sorry for ‘em…

Lolz…been reminiscing my childhood back then…It started when I was 7 years old…street-fights, retaliating big bullies…no one can help me that time…I’m like a lone-ranger back then, no choice but to fight back my ass there…indirectly I’ve been indulging my life nothing but fighting…its kinda weird why am I so “sissy” now…lolz Hahaha…yeah alright…now stop laughin already…lolz…yeah its like a dark age for me when I’m in primary but its not that bad also…at least I’ve learnt something, good and bad…made some friends thru fights…lolz…funny…

But now I guess we fight everyday too …fight for our life, to survive, fight for better living, defend our country and our property, for righteousness, for the person we love, family and frenz... hopefully we learn and know how to defend ourself if theres problem occurs…cuz no one will be there for you when shyts happened, shyts do happen and it will happen…and only you yourself can make things right…clean up the shyts…lolz…

Man...I need some sleep already…anyone can gimme a hand?? lolz…

u n t i t l e d

2005-07-19T00:25:00.000+08:00

I open my eyes
I try to see but I’m blinded by the white light
I can’t remember how
I can’t remember why
I’m lying here tonight

And I can’t stand the pain
And I can’t make it go away
No I can’t stand the pain

How could this happen to me
I made my mistakes
I’ve got no where to run
The night goes on
As I’m fading away
I’m sick of this life
I just wanna scream
How could this happen to me

Everybody’s screaming
I try to make a sound but no one hears me
I’m slipping off the edge
I’m hanging by a thread
I wanna start this over again

So I try to hold onto a time when nothing mattered
And I can’t explain what happened
And I can’t erase the things that I’ve done
No I can’t

How could this happen to me
I made my mistakes
I’ve got no where to run
The night goes on
As I’m fading away
I’m sick of this life
I just wanna scream
How could this happen to me

I made my mistakes
I’ve got no where to run
The night goes on
As I’m fading away
I’m sick of this life
I just wanna scream
How could this happen to me

Wake Me Up When September Ends

2005-07-19T00:22:00.000+08:00

Summer has come and passed
The innocent can never last
wake me up when september ends

like my fathers come to pass
seven years has gone so fast
wake me up when september ends

here comes the rain again
falling from the stars
drenched in my pain again
becoming who we are

as my memory rests
but never forgets what I lost
wake me up when september ends

summer has come and passed
the innocent can never last
wake me up when september ends

ring out the bells again
like we did when spring began
wake me up when september ends

here comes the rain again
falling from the stars
drenched in my pain again
becoming who we are

as my memory rests
but never forgets what I lost
wake me up when september ends

Summer has come and passed
The innocent can never last
wake me up when september ends

like my father's come to pass
twenty years has gone so fast
wake me up when september ends
wake me up when september ends
wake me up when september ends

by Green Day

type B

2005-06-09T12:45:00.000+08:00

Ever wonder ask yourself what type of blood do you hav in your blood system? yeh those Ribena swirllin and pissin in your every veins...lolz
Those whom are not sure or doesn't even hav the idea of it...I suggest that you go check it out one day when you're free, I think I will one day lolz...
I think, acknowledgement of your blood type are pretty much important especially when you need to donate blood to those whom are really needed it...mayb in an emergency situation...

Lolz...I suddenly thought of this question sooner after I watched this korean movie " My boyfriend is type B " lolz...which I think is a very nice movie to watch; as for my opinion...thanks to TinKit chi kia which he lend it to me...Yeh, I was pretty boring these days and theres lots of stuff that I need to think of and do planning ahead...which is a "brain glitchin" kinda thingy especially to a lazy chi kia like me...aish...so I guess watchin korean movie is one of the best solution to make me happy and relax for a while...which I did...lolz...thank... GOD...OWNING!!

Yeah...frm what I got frm the movie...I roughly knw what kinda blood type I am...I guessed...so my guessing? ...lolz type B and I do ask my mom and dad bout their blood type...so mom = B , dad = O just to reconfirm my guessing....
So I guessed my blood type is either B or O...Erm..is there blood type OB? lOLZ Haha..apart of the conclusion of the story is that, by knowing the person blood type...you can know about that particular person's characteristic, in generally I guessed, lolz...I said so because I felt that the actor in that movie and I are quite similar in terms of characteristic....temper, likes and dislikes, attitude (just mayb), etc etc...bUT Of coz the moral of the story is that appreciate the one you love...because GOOD ppl wont last...dont they?...

Theres in some situation in that movie...I've been thru such kinda scenario and acted exactly in reality...haHAh...feel like slapping myself back there..."Yah, chi kia...shin pal!!!" KAPOoOW .... lolz ...yeh, makes me reminiscing of those old days...when I'm with her...I still miss her...but oh well...but the best part is that type B guy is one lucky chi kia...hav a very wonderful girlfriend, very true...very sincere and innocent...very in love with this guy...man...I really wish that I can be that lucky like that guy...*dreaming already* I really hope that I'll find HER in the future...ASAP... >_<

Seberapa Pantas

2005-06-03T21:54:00.000+08:00

Seberapa pantaskah kau untuk ku tunggu
Cukup indahkah dirimu untuk slalu ku nantikan
Mampukah kau hadir dalam setiap mimpi buruk ku
Mampukah kita bertahan disaat kita jauh

Seberapa hebat kau tuk ku banggakan
Cukup tangguhkah dirimu untuk slalu ku andalkankan ohhh...
Mampukah kau bertahan dengan hidup ku yang malang ohh...
Sanggupkah kau meyakinkan disaat aku bimbang..

CHORUS
Oh Sayangku,
Hanya kaulah yang benar benar aku tunggu
Hanya kaulah yang benar benar memahami ku
Kau pergi dan hilang kemana pun kau suka
Oh Sayangku,
Hanya kaulah yang pantas untuk ku banggakan
Hanya kaulah yang sanggup untuk ku andalkan
Di antara pedih aku slalu menantimu

Seberapa hebat kau untuk ku banggakan
Cukup tangguhkah dirimu untuk slalu ku andalkan...ohh..
Mampukah kau bertahan dengan hidup ku yang malang..ohh.
Sanggupkah kau meyakinkan disaat aku bimbang

Mungkin kini kau t'lah menghilang tanpa jejak
Mengubur semua indah kenangan
Tapi aku slalu menunggumu disini
Bila saja kau berubah pikiran ohhhh....heyyy...heyyyy....

60's t.v.

2005-06-03T10:50:00.000+08:00

This song's called
60's t.v.
Television

Watching on and on again
Where i can see the colour still black and white
I'm drinking while i'm watching the television

Drinking on and on again
Where i want to be alone
While i'm drinking
While i'm watching
Television

I'm watching
60's t.v.

Beautifool

2005-06-03T10:49:00.000+08:00

i would love to give u everything every tone every tune
n i would fall if u wont stop pushing me more
u give me so much pleasure too much presure
n it fell so sad when
u still care asking me why

u dream of being the most so called beautifool,beautifool,beautifool
do not..go out like that n make a fool of yourself
u dream of being the most so called beautifool,beautifool,beautifool
do not..go out like that n make a fool of yourself

i would love to give u everything every tone every tune
n i would fall if u wont stop loving me more

u..so so beautifool,so be a good girl
n dont walk like that n make a fool of yourself

Knocked Silly

2005-06-03T10:47:00.000+08:00

I saw you at the party
Giving me a smile
You have try to kept track on me
Wearing your dress to kill outfit
But i really don't care
Even though you are so cute

So i saw you at the diner
You past by me
And left a note on the table
It was wrote 'i love you'
But i really don't know
Even though it was so sweet

I don't know what is wrong with me baby
I feel i have no heart at all(i think i had a bad hair day)
I just don't know what is wrong with me baby
Maybe i had a little bit of knocked silly

I saw you at the gig
Giving me a kiss
You tried to seduce me
Bringing along your adorable friends
But i really don't mind
Even though you are so gorgeous

I saw you at the garden
Running straight to me
And gave me a bucket full of flowers
You said that you loved me but i am really confused
Even though it was so true

Ada Apa Denganmu

2005-05-31T20:45:00.000+08:00

Sudah... maafkan aku... segala salahku
Dan bila kau tetap bisu ungkapkan salahmu

Dan aku... sifatku, dan aku khilafku...
Dan aku... cintaku, dan aku rinduku...

Sudah... lupakan semua... segala berubah
Dan kita terlupa... dan kita terluka

Dan aku... sifatku, dan aku khilafku...
Dan aku... cintaku, dan aku rinduku...

Reff :

Kutanya malam... dapatkah kau lihatnya
Perbedaan yang tak terungkapkan
Tapi mengapa kau tak berubah
Ada apa denganmu...

Oh hanya malam...
Dapat meleburkan segala rasa
Yang tak terungkapkan
Tapi mengapa kau tak berubah
Ada apa denganmu...

by Peter Pan

Tunjukkan Padaku

2005-05-31T01:31:00.000+08:00

Tenangkan resahku saat langkahku terasa berat
Teduhkan jiwaku saat matahari bersinar terlalu pijar
Kerana dirimu satu-satu yang kuandalkan
Saat diriku tak mampu berdiri di sini sendiri
Ceritakan Sayang
Hari-hari yang telah kau lalui
Katakanlah Sayang
Semua hal yang kau benci dari diriku

Cobalah Cobalah
'Tuk mengerti keadaan ini
Aku rapuh saat kau tinggalkan

Tunjukkan padaku
Kau selalu mencintaiku
Jadilah pelindung bagi sayapku
Aku berjanji Aku berjanji
Selalu menemani langkahmu
Dalam setiap helai nafasmu

Bangunkan tidurku
Bila kau terjaga lebih dulu
Dan bertegaslah sayang kita isi makna
Indahnya hari ini

by sheila on 7

BREAKOUT!!!!!

2005-05-25T18:14:00.000+08:00

Foo Fighters - Breakout

Verse 1
You make me dizzy
Running circles in my head
One of these days I’ll chase you down
Well look who’s going crazy now
We’re face to face my friend
Better get out
Better get out

Chorus
You know you make me breakout
Make me breakout

I don’t wanna look like that
I don’t wanna look like that
Know you make me breakout

Verse 2
You can see this on my face
It’s all for you
The more and more I take I break right through
Therapy still scares me
Putting me on my back again
I may be crazy, little frayed around the ends
One of these days I’ll phase you out

Burn it in the blast off
Burn it in the blast off
Watch me crawl away
Try to get out
Try to get out

Chorus

Breakout!
Go, go, go

Chorus

SAMURAI DRIVE

2005-05-21T07:59:00.000+08:00

SAMURAI DRIVE

Album: Huma-rhythm
released on 2002.01.30
Lyrics: SAMURAI DRIVE

Romanji by cori

Kono mama tooku e ikou ka
Akogare datta kono tabiji
Mawarimichi ni saite ita akai hana ni yoishireru

Tachikomeru arashi no naka
Furimukeba ukabiagaru
NISEMONO datta bokutachi no aoi kodou

I don't know way of truth ga nan da kanaa
Ukiyobanare no ai wo komete

Itsumo sou sa risou no saki ni wa
Kibou dake ga hishimekiau Peaceful World
Shoudouteki na ai wo kakiwakete
Soshite boku wa yuku yo

Tachikomeru arashi no naka
Furimukeba ukabiagaru
KUSEMONO datta bokutachi no aoi honoo

I don't know way of truth ga nan da kanaa
Mizoremajiri no ai wo komete

Itsumo sou sa risou no saki ni wa
S.O.S. ga hishimekiau Discord
Bousou heki na yoru wo tsukinukete
Soshite boku wa yuku yo
Fugainai nante jibun wo semen'na
Ai subeki mon wa
Kyou no MERIIGOORAUNDO
Saishuuteki nya bokura-tte Dreamer!?
Tsugi no basho e
LIFE GOES ON

Note

- Covered by hitomi.

Ke-Buntu-an

2005-05-16T00:59:00.000+08:00

Bagai cacing dibawah batu
Kisah seorang abang ditimpa buntu
Merana sendiri dunia tidak tahu
Hanya ajal diakhir menunggu

Hari mentari cepat berlalu
Entah apa erti hidupku
Kian mencari makna asal usulku
Mungkin langsung tidak dapat dijawabku

Hitam putih ini-lah warnaku
Hidup ini mungkin takdirku
Menjalani hidup tidak menentu
Oh Tuhan,harap keajaibanmu akan berlaku....

Ku menunggu mu...
Hari demi hari...
Keajaiban mu...
Walaupun berakhirnya mentari ini...

very Uncertain

2005-05-11T13:45:00.000+08:00

Serious shyt...I havent actually blog for a very long time already...yeah kinda...but I'm glad I had this time to actually lay some bricks in it...*shyt* lolz...Bah wat the hell...life is like a sailing boat...can be sailing on the calm sea but at the same time, it can be fighting againts the raging storm...oh wtf...been bored and feel kinda stressed out lately...and the funny thing is...I didnt noticed that I'm that stress...until a good friend of mine told me bout it...man...serious..where am I? Why cant I feel it? Numb...am I really that NUMB?

Yeah...mayb..I've been thinking of some serious case lately...major changes has to be made...in life...but still I'm still struggling here....muzukashi!!!...oh well...hope I can put it thru...I need SLEEP...tons of it...REST IN PEACE...

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*Theres a war out there but yet in my world...its too perfect and good to be true...

*Wish I can gather all my tears so I could fu%$%King drown you in it...

*AISH...Shim PAL...

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w0rds t0 p0nders

2005-05-09T12:14:00.000+08:00

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F|ur
f00ds
veCt0r
eVents
E0S350D
jap0n jap0n
music'0 jap0n beat0'
kim0n0 + jaket0 = nan desu ka
0 N D D i 0 re-make 0ver
aishh...shim pal...
black 0 white
perfect'o
fashi0nz
m0dels
sleep
l0ve
arts
d-j'
AA
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3 as 1

2005-05-08T03:56:00.000+08:00

Let go of the hand of the person you love, but don't let go of God's hand.
For when you hold on to His hand, He may be holding the person you love on the
other hand, to let you hold each other again.

Reminiscing

2005-05-07T09:58:00.000+08:00

If you ever want a butterfly so badly, let the butterfly go...
If the butterfly flies back to you, then the butterfly is yours forever...
If it doesn't, then it was never yours to begin with...

Lucent-Mind

2005-05-05T07:36:00.000+08:00

Your #1 Match: INFP

The Idealist

You are creative with a great imagination, living in your own inner world.
Open minded and accepting, you strive for harmony in your important relationships.
It takes a long time for people to get to know you. You are hesitant to let people get close.
But once you care for someone, you do everything you can to help them grow and develop.

You would make an excellent writer, psychologist, or artist.

Your #2 Match: ENFP

The Inspirer

You love being around people, and you are deeply committed to your friends.
You are also unconventional, irreverant, and unimpressed by authority and rules.
Incredibly perceptive, you can usually sense if someone has hidden motives.
You use lots of colorful language and expressions. You're qutie the storyteller!

You would make an excellent entrepreneur, politician, or journalist.

Your #3 Match: ISFP

The Artist

You are a gifted artist or musician (though your talents may be dormant right now).
You enjoy spending your free time in nature, and you are good with animals and children.
Simply put, you enjoy bueaty in all its forms and live for the simple pleasures in life.
Gentle, sensitive, and compassionate - you are good at recognizing people's unspoken needs.

You would make a good veterinarian, pediatrician, or composer.

Your #4 Match: ESFP

The Performer

You are a natural performer and happiest when you're entertaining others.
A great friend, you are generous, fun-loving and optimistic.
You love to laugh - and you like almost all people equally.
You accept life as it is, and you do your best to make each day fantastic.

You would make a good actor, designer, or counselor.

Your #5 Match: INFJ

The Protector

You live your life with integrity, originality, vision, and creativity.
Independent and stubborn, you rarely stray from your vision - no matter what it is.
You are an excellent listener, with almost infinite patience.
You have complex, deep feelings, and you take great care to express them.

You would make a great photographer, alternative medicine guru, or teacher.

What's Your Personality Type?

Another Life

2005-04-28T08:00:00.000+08:00

By DEEN

Never knowing what comes of life
Imagining the gift of love with you
And tonight my day ended with a lie
Another lonely night alone when I turn around

Better love is ahead I pray
It’s still so hard to spend my night each day
Oh I wish you knew
Ah this pain inside
I wonder why it’s still the same when I turn around

*Chorus:
And it’s still so hard to stay
I pray to see your eyes and feel the love you gave me
I swear I think of you
I cry all through the night but I believe in prayers
I know somehow one day you’ll come my way
I want you in my life
Never alone, wherever you go
Whatever will come, what may no other way
And I’ll give my endless love to you

Repeat *

I’ll find my way to you
Close to your heart, then never let go
Remember the love we knew
Someday you’ll know
Oh the meaning of my life is you

HIDe Hide hIde hidE....

2005-04-28T04:06:00.000+08:00

Low-Key hide0ut...
That’s the words that suddenly popped up from my head…weird yet interesting…the more I repeat the words, the more enthusiasm I am…I wouldn’t know why I felt that way…”hide0ut”…hmm…maybe I should spend sometime alone…maybe somewhere far away from the city....although I felt so lonely...alone all these while...
Away from the “buzzinest” lifestyle…haha…buzzinest?

Half Pass Dead...

2005-04-25T15:52:00.000+08:00

Bob Dylan
Knockin' on Heaven's Door

Mama, take this badge off of me
I can't use it anymore.
It's gettin' dark, too dark for me to see
I feel like I'm knockin' on heaven's door.

Knock, knock, knockin' on heaven's door
Knock, knock, knockin' on heaven's door
Knock, knock, knockin' on heaven's door
Knock, knock, knockin' on heaven's door

Mama, put my guns in the ground
I can't shoot them anymore.
That long black cloud is comin' down
I feel like I'm knockin' on heaven's door.

Knock, knock, knockin' on heaven's door
Knock, knock, knockin' on heaven's door
Knock, knock, knockin' on heaven's door
Knock, knock, knockin' on heaven's door

Maybe

2005-04-23T10:12:00.000+08:00

Peter Pan - Mungkin Nanti

Saatnya ku berkata mungkin yang terakhir kalinya
Sudahlah lepaskan semua kuyakin inilah waktunya
Mungkin saja kau bukan yang dulu lagi
Mungkin saja rasa itu telah pergi

Dan mungkin bila nanti kita kan bertemu lagi
Satu pintaku jangan kau coba tanyakan kembali
Rasa yang kutinggal mati
Seperti hari kemarin saat semua disini

Dan bila hatimu termenung bangun dari mimpi-mimpi mu
Membuka hatimu yang dulu cerita saat bersamaku
Mungkin saja kau bukan yang dulu lagi
Mungkin saja rasa itu telah pergi

Dan mungkin bila nanti kita kan bertemu lagi
Satu pintaku jangan kau coba tanyakan kembali
Rasa yang kutinggal mati
Seperti hari kemarin saat semua disini

Tak usah kau tanyakan lagi simpan untukmu sendiri
Semua sesal yang kau cari semua rasa yang kau beri

Butterflies

2005-04-22T22:38:00.000+08:00

Tori Amos
Sleeps With Butterflies

Airplanes
Take you away again
Are you flying
Above where we live
Then I look up a glare in my eyes
Are you having regrets about last night
I'm not but I like rivers that rush in
So then I dove in
Is there trouble ahead
For you the acrobat
I won't push you unless you have a net

You say the word
You know I will find you
Or if you need some time
I don't mind
I don't hold on
To the tail of your kite
I'm not like the girls that you've known
But I believe I'm worth coming home to
Kiss away night
This girl only sleeps with butterflies
With butterflies
So go on and fly then boy

Balloons
Look good from on the ground
I fear with pins and needles around
We may fall then stumble
Upon a carousel
It could take us anywhere

I'm not like the girls that you've known
But I believe I'm worth coming home to
Kiss away night
This girl only sleeps with butterflies
With butterflies
With butterflies
So go on and fly boy

Anata...watashi souki zutto...still reminiscing

2005-04-13T13:37:00.000+08:00

Looking up to the sky...
I feel so satisfy as I admire the comet alone....
If theres a comet that you saw at the sky above...
It is where I am to look for you to return...

Are You In

2005-04-08T09:07:00.000+08:00

Are You In
by Incubus

It’s so much better
When everyone is in
Are you in?
It’s so much better
When everyone is in
Are you in?
Oooooh oooooh
Are you in?
Youuuuuu ooooh
Are you in?

It’s so much better
When everyone is in
Are you in?
It’s so much easier
When sea foam green is in fashion
Yooouuuhhhh yooouuuooh
Are you in?
Yooouuuuh oooh oooh ooh
Are you in?

are you
(everybody everybody in)
(oooh oooh ooh)

Yoooouuuuuuh ooh
Are you in?
Yooouuuuuuuh ooh
Oooh

Asking for the sky

2005-04-06T02:33:00.000+08:00

Wokei peeps, whut am I doin now is re-posting Ms.Jeniffer Tai's article(my fav. columnist) which I found very interesting, and I would like to share with you guys, and Ms.Jeniffer Tai, if you happen to read this, don't ever sue me lolz :P for using ur materials here in my blog...lolz...Hahaa...coz I'm a caring guy (crossing finger)and I would wanna share this wonderful stuff to my gethoz. Btw I'm introducing ur article to my friends...yeah promoting ur article for free lolz...will I get paid for that?...lolz...anyway..guys enjoy...

Are Asian women in danger of demanding too much?

When I was a kid, humility was something drummed into my sister and I as religiously as our multiplication tables.our

Because both my parents had to work to sustain young family, the Tai girls were raised mostly by my father's sister, an aunt who was the second wife of a successful trader. Together, they had a daughter, my cousin Jan, and cousin Jan was the princess of the Tan family, while we played her loyal subjects.

"Don't touch that chocolate, it's Cousin Jan's!" my aunt would always say, slapping our hands away.

"The ais kacang is not for you! You can have Milo instead," a servant girl working for my aunt once told me when she'd asked me to go buy the very dessert from across the street.

Did we feel deprived and treated like second-class relations?

Hardly, recalls my mother.

As kids, we seemed to have accepted that my cousin Jan was the daughter of a rich family, and we were not. This was the reason why things were the way they were.

In fact, if I remember correctly, we lived in reverence of our rich cousin for a long time. She played with us, took care of us even (she is ten years older) and life was good, because there were times that we did get chocolates and ais kacang.

Just not as much as she did, but it was okay, simply because Cousin Jan was older than us, and therefore first in line for all the goodies. Basic respect for your elders philosophy.

"It was a blessing in disguise," my mother told me yesterday.

"It is hard to teach a child humility, but years of living under your cousin's thumb did just that."

Of course, these days, such treatment would be considered child abuse.

With better opportunities in education and our careers out there, I wonder how many women today still consider themselves as genuinely humble.

I myself know only a few. Even I am not so humble these days.

Look around you. Perhaps seven out of ten women today are college-educated and hold a promising career. They may even have equally successful men (or women, whatever your sexual preference might be) as their partners. Speak to them, and they exude sheer confidence and style. No longer are we afraid to speak our minds and to show the world what we're made of. No longer are we bound by tradition to stay in our homes as housewives and mothers. These days, with technology, we can even be both professionals and parents.

We can do it all. We believe we can do it all.

Or can we?

As I sit here browsing letter after letter from the young women who read my column, I cannot help but wonder: Despite the higher education and better career opportunities, a lot of women were still failing in their relationships. Collectively, they seem to be making the same mistakes and lacking the same good sense when it comes to finding, and keeping, the right sort of men, eventually ending up with guys who don't respond to their needs.

Guys who don't seem to be coming up to par emotionally and mentally.

Guys who are leaving or even cheating, because the relationship has become too complicated.

Usually, the conclusion drawn is always that most men 'suck' these days. However, I could not help but wonder if sometimes, these problems occur because we women have lost perspective and possibly, because they have lost some of the important Asian virtues such as humility and integrity, trading them for more modern values such as independence and individualism.

I even wondered if the rising divorce rate had anything to do with women becoming more insistent of their right to a 'better' life (genuine victims of abuse and unfaithful husbands aside), despite not knowing most of the time what this better life entails.

An alarming proposition to be sure, but not without logic.

Are we failing in our relationships because we have become too full of ourselves because of our degrees and careers? Are we asking for too much in our relationships, unable to see the good in our men because we choose to focus on their flaws?

Are we incapable of being humble because we are afraid to be submissive? Have we lost our ability to be genuine (which isn't the same as being totally and brutally honest), opting instead to concentrate on our outsides with our religious facial massages, Atkins dieting and incessant shoe-shopping?

Perhaps it is time to take a step back, to take stock of our expectations and to re-evaluate our value systems because like it or not, the ideas we have about that ideal guy or that ideal marriage affect how we treat the other vital proponent of your relationships: your partner.

Perhaps we should ask if what we have today is already good enough, and to enjoy our chocolates and ais kacang - while we can still have them.

After all, what is the use of getting all the good (and good men) in the world, when you can't appreciate them?

JENNIFER TAI WRITES ABOUT RELATIONSHIPS AND FIRST-TIME MOTHERHOOD ON MSN.COM.MY'S WOMEN'S CHANNEL EVERY WEEK. SHE WELCOMES MAILS AT JENN@JENNEMEDE.COM AND DISCUSSIONS AT MSN.COM.MY'S WOMEN COMMUNITY BOARDS.

Ref.

Verdict

2005-04-03T20:09:00.000+08:00

I’ve been browsing my friends’ bloggies and I’ve came across Caressa’s Heaven – Shitty Dayz….lolz…and I’ve something to talk about it…and I would like to share my opinion wif you, Caressa and wif all my friends out there…

Haha Caressa, Hey...dun be angry or sad about it...in fact u should feel appreciate and happie bout it dear...sometimes our parents do act a lil bit strange and unreasonable....its not because they wanted to...it happens because they care for us...they scared that we might pave into the wrong direction...Our parents are always right ( most of the time...lolz =P )...even thou sometimes what they said its not reasonable and logical to you...but that’s the way it is...they’ve been thru a whole lots of stuff in life…and you don’t tell them what they went thru is nothing and easy…we might went thru some shits we think its major problem but think again…what we’re going thru now is just a few percentage on what our parents went thru in their lives…and of coz our parents wouldn’t want us to go thru the same thing as they do back then…
We’re the most precious asset they ever had…so we as a child, must obey and mustn’t fight back no matter how…if your parents ever scold or get upset wif you, try to understand and try to talk to them…if you think they don’t understand or what they said and done is kinda way out of your dictionary…get all this misunderstanding or confusion settled down wif a good talk…no point arguing and throwing tantrum at each other…showing anger and disrespect will only make the situation even worst and wont solve anything…just start wif a good talk…at least they’re trying to understand us…it’s a good start… =)
Anyway, respect our elders and parents…that’s our purpose in life, that’s what we’re living for…to care and to love them…

Caressa’s Shitty Dayz

VOte votE

2005-04-03T03:18:00.000+08:00

Hey I got something for you guys...how izzit? Nice?...haha...but Gary sed "i nampak muka org high when kissing ass" lolz...hahaha...watever man...thanks for the verdict anywayz lolz...

Stuff to remember...

2005-03-23T02:02:00.000+08:00

As I browsing my friendster, I've come across this 19th qoutes posted by one of my friend, Adam, sound nice to me...so I would like to share this with you guys...lolz...and thanks again Adam for this wonderful and meaningful qoutes...

1. Take into account that great love & great achievements involve great risk.
2. When u lose, don't lose the lesson.
3. Follow the 3 Rs: Respect for self, respect for others & responsibility for all ur actions.
4. Remember that not getting what u want is sometimes a wonderful stroke of luck.
5. Learn the rules so u know how to break them properly.
6. Don't let a little dispute injure a great friendship.
7. When u realize u've made a mistake, take immediate steps to correct it.
8. Spend some time alone every day.
9. Open ur arms to change, but don't let go of ur values.
10. Remember that silence is sometimes the best answer.
11. Live a good, honorable life. Then when u get older and think back, u'll be able to enjoy it a second time.
12. A loving atmosphere in ur home is the foundation for ur life.
13. In disagreements with loved ones, deal only with the current situation. Don't bring up the past.
14. Share ur knowledge. It's a way to achieve immortality.
15. Be gentle with the earth.
16. Once a year, go some place u've never been before.
17. Remember that the best relationship is one in which ur love for each other exceeds ur need for each other.
18. Judge ur success by what u had to give up in order to get it.
19. Approach love & cooking with reckless abandon.

VERVE

2005-03-22T11:11:00.000+08:00

Slowly…I begin to realize the wickedness of these judgment…these kind of feeling of mine…keep haunting me as I try not to think of this corruption’ but yet the more I struggle against it….the stronger it is…the devil’s advocate… lingering so wild in my mind, heart and soul which eventually bring me to this one point…"confusion and lost"…I begin to feel the unnecessary of anything…the reasoning for any purpose, even for the sake of “doing it”…
As I look back the path that I’ve been walking thru…try to look for an answer to my questions…but yet I saw my foot steps…slowly begin to gone astray from my sight…slowly gust off by the depressing wind…feeling cold and as I was paving along the darkest road …I asked myself again…if the answer I’m seeking is not back there…wheres the answer can possibly be?…is there any answers to my questions anyway…I begin to continue my journey as I am asking myself…keep looking and searching for the light to brighten up my vision even if it’s a glimpse of it so I can walk confidently along the dark, rough road…somewhere…somehow…
But what’s the struggling which still keeps my heart pounding, as exuberance as I might feel in a sudden…as I feeling so lost and wander away at the same time? It is like seeking treasure in a lost island without a map…without knowing if its existence of the treasure…
Truly I asked myself…what am I seeking for in life…yet I can’t see anything reason to it nor able to answer it…I can only believe my instinct…whether its wrong or right…

Appreciation

2005-03-17T06:08:00.000+08:00

Yea...sad to said that I'm one year older now, hmm...guess I'm 19 now lolz...yeah 19...woohoo...15th of March...yea nuttin special bout it thou...even thou that was the day I'm born to this world...and suffer for the remaining life...15th of March...that’s the day which reminds me each year about those ups and downs that I've been thru...the experiences and stuff... but seriously I’m glad that I’m here…I wanna give thanks to my friends and family for everything that you all have done for me…for all the unconditional sweet love, tenderness caring, and the acknowledgement in life…Without you all…I’m nobody…ano sa ano sa, honto arigatou-dattebayo…EHahehaa…(*Naruto voice)…

Thanks to Tinkit and Gary, Man…thanks for the celebration & company…without u guys…it would be another normal, lonely, boring night…haha…most probably I’ll be slumbering on my bed already…Yay…cheese naan from Steven…haha so long didn’t get the taste of it since last 2 month…I guess…haha…Hey Tinkit thanks for the treats…cun man…got order “Indian chicken” summore…yeah…damn yummy to the MAX…woohoo…satisfy all my needs…ehaehahea… =P

Thanks to all my friends that wishing me although its thru sms’in…thanks Feyrx for the lovely testimonial…Its ok, I understand your difficulties…haha…so no worries K…cheers *sayang …
Bokuwa Ima...shiawase...Happy 2005...woohoo...

Who do U miss?

2005-03-14T13:41:00.000+08:00

WooHoo...finally, I can proceed wif my evil plan...muahahahaha...but this evil plan of mine cost me alotsa cash in it...YeA...RM80 for some acrylic paint...w00tz...hehe...but I think its kinda worth it lolz...Yea..bought it at 1 Utama...haha at this shop named Craft Haven...lolz...cool shop I must say...I went there wif Phang and Gary, and we meet Phang's friend, Mike whos working there in that craft shop lolz...Yea...Mike showed me alotsa stuff regarding arts and crafts...lolz...colors...Yea...colors...I wana make good use of those precious paint of mine and I wanna come out wif my master-piece using my acrylic paint...lolz...and I wanna prove *someone* that I can make good colors and I've my own taste of art...eventually ppl will accept and appreciate my master-piece...I'll show her...I'll show everybody...SHIN PAL...GANBATTE...

Haha...yea who do u miss? This question is some kinda enlightment, somekinda idea for my blog, and also a question for myself...thanks loads to my friend AiLeen...yea...and it really question me that much...one question...loads of answers...cool huh...so tell me...who do u miss...ma de...Gary I know who u miss...Hhahaa...ngek ngek ngek...u kong liao...I tell her then u knw...muahahaha...I'm evil...lolz....

T0uching...very... T__T

2005-03-09T14:32:00.000+08:00

Here I am sitting in my office browsing my emails, friendster,blog and stuff...
I saw an interesting post from one of my friend, bAbYiShFeMmESG as I open my Friendster, so I decided to take a minute of my time to read it...and guess whut, I found it very touching wei, wow, I wish I had children like this...haha...go on...read it...and U'll knw whut I mean...I just wanna share wif u guys...

A man came home from work late,tired and irritated, to find his 5-year old son waiting for him at the door.

"Daddy, may I ask you a question?"
"Yes sure, what is it?" replied the man

"Daddy, how much do you make an hour?"
"That's none of your business, why do you ask
such a thing?" the man said angrily.
"I just want to know, please tell me, how much do
you make an hour?" pleaded the little boy.

"If you must know, I make $20 an hour"
"Oh," the little boy replied, with his head down,
looking up, he said,
"Dad, may I please borrow $10?"

The father was furious,
"If the only reason you asked that is so you can
borrow some money to buy a silly toy or some
other nonsense, then you march yourself straight
to your room and go to bed, think about why you
are being so selfish."
"I work long hard hours everyday and don't have
time for such this childish behavior."

The little boy quietly went to his room and shut the
door.
The man sat down and started to get even angrier
about the little boy's questions.

How dare he ask such questions only to get some
money?
After about an hour or so, he had calmed down,
and started to think he may have been a little hard
on his son.
Maybe there was something he really needed to
buy with that $10 and he really didn't ask for
money very often.

The man went to the door of the little boy's room
and opened the door.
"Are you asleep, son?" he asked.
"No daddy, I'm awake" replied the boy.
"I've been thinking, maybe I was too hard on you
earlier," said the man.

"It's been a long day and I took out my aggravation
on you. Here's the $10 you asked for."
The little boy sat straight up, smiling. "Oh, thank
you daddy!" he yelled.
Then, reaching under his pillow he pulled out some
crumpled up bills.

The man, seeing that the boy already had money,
started to get angry again.
The little boy slowly counted out his money, then
looked up at his father.
"Why do you want more money if you already have
some?" the father grumbled.

"Because I didn't have enough, but now I do," the
little boy replied.
"Daddy, I have $20 now, can I buy an hour of your
time? Please come home early tomorrow, I would
like to have dinner with you."

Share this story with someone you like... but even
better, share $20 worth of time with someone you
love.

Its just a short reminder to all of you working so
hard in life.
We should not let time slip through our fingers
without having spent some time with those who
really matter to us, those close to our hearts.

Testio...

2005-03-08T10:51:00.000+08:00

You are 93% Pisces

How much do you match your zodiac sign?

Out of 56306 people the average score was 67%

Wow...93% lolz...no wonder PMS giler...mood flings and stuff to the MAX...KNS betul...

hHahha...but still thats me...I like it...

You Are the Individualist

4

You are sensitive and intuitive, with others and yourself.

You are creative and dreamy... plus dramatic and unpredictable.

You're emotionally honest, real, and easily hurt.

Totally expressive, others always know exactly how you feel.

What number are you?

WTF!!....HAhahaha...

Innuendo - Nanti

2005-03-08T02:05:00.000+08:00

Bintang bintang di kayangan
Lembut sang bayu
Tanpa bulan di awangan yang tinggi
Tanpa bayangmu
Andainya tiada ketukan kayu

Jika mimpi dihapuskan
Hancurlah lagu
Walau kita dipisah laut biru
Walau kau jauh
Lihatlah angkasa
Kan terubat rasa rindu...

Seindah malam ini
Lazimnya tiada tandingan
Sehingga kupandang wajahmu
Hilanglah perasaan hiba dari hati ini
Terpadam rindu bila kau kembali
Bila kau kembali nanti

Jangan duduk sendirian
Jangan kau sayu
Kalau pungguk bersahutan
Kalau kau tahu kurindukan suara
Segeralah kepadaku

Sejenak malam itu
Kau buat ku bahagia
Semenjak malam itu
Hilanglah kisah kisah duka
Bila kau kembali
Bila kau kembali...

Seindah malam ini
Ku akan menunggu mu
Bila engkau kembali nanti
Kehadiran dirimu suatu hari nanti
Bila kau kembali nanti...

Mya

2005-03-04T13:43:00.000+08:00

"TAKE A PICTURE"

Sittin' here thinkin' 'bout yesterday
And all the friends I've had
Never ever thought that I would change,
But as I'm lookin' back
Feels like I'm growin' up so damn fast
Before I know it my futures now my past
Like sand through an hourglass

I wanna take a picture so I remember this moment forever
I wanna take a picture so I remember this moment together

Sittin' here thinkin' 'bout my yesterdays
Things weren't this crazy
I wasn't so emotional
I didn't cry at commercials
Sometimes I feel like a mess
And people laugh at how I dress
And sometimes I act like an ass
And watch sand through an hourglass

I wanna take a picture so I remember this moment forever
I wanna take a picture so I remember this moment together
I wanna take a picture so I remember this moment forever
So I can show my children one day
I wanna take a picture so I remember this moment together

Hey ey ey, Hey ey ey forever
Hey ey ey, Hey ey ey ever

I wanna take a picture so I remember this moment forever
I wanna take a picture so I remember this moment together

I'm reminiscing and I'm missing my past (3x)
Ever, Forever, Ever, Forever (2x)

I wanna take a picture so I remember this moment forever...

SiMpl=e

2005-03-04T12:05:00.000+08:00

Haha...yesterday, I was that sux playin futsal, aiii...old already, no more stamina and not that agile like before, haha...but hell yeah...I managed to scored 1 goal...ter-W00tz...eahahaha...Nah...that was lucky...but I'm happie...lolz...

Woke up at 10 a.m. Yeah...haha...no need to go office today coz I've a bunch of stuff to deploy at Klang, Hmm...a pretty hard and tough day for me...travelling for the whole day, around Klang area...and fcuk it...Klang wasn't that small...but I'm kinda glad that I've finished my task...Hahaha...budak baik dan rajin...ceh...hahaha...konon...nah its just me and my duty...and heck yea...my responsibility...

As I was on my way back, theres a dog in the middle of the road, yea...I guess that doggie was kinda confused...huh...imagine urself in the middle of the road and big lorries on the both side of the road...fckin screwed...yeah...but in this doggie situation here is one damn waja, a chinese man in it...he could give a doggie a hon or watever...but that fcuker bang the dog instead...a slight bang thou but I feel damn pissed off...luckly the doggie was alrite...but damn shyt yo, whut happen to the people today...sigh...wheres the humanity, the love , the sanity...

No love for animal, how on earth can a person love one another...I guess they won't...and they never will...

Bukan Gadis Macam Gitu

2005-03-03T09:09:00.000+08:00

JoJo Lyrics~*~Not The Kinda Girl

I'm not your everyday
'round the way
Don't go car hoppin
showin on the block on the cell phone frontin
Never that, cause I'm not that kinda girl
I need to know how you roll and how you get down
no drama money in the bank take me home to meet your mama
can you handle that, cause I'm that kinda girl

Boy you ain't impressing me with your jewelry
your designer clothes all the games that you try to play
think you need to know
I got my own, don't need you for your dough
hearing me maybe then we can flow let me know
make me smile, maybe we can chill
keep it real, show me something I can feel
cause I'm not your average ordinary type
could you be the kind of guy I like?

I'm not your everyday
'round the way
Don't go car hoppin
showin on the block on the cell phone frontin
Never that, cause I'm not that kinda girl
I need to know how you roll and how you get down
no drama money in the bank take me home to meet your mama
can you handle that, cause I'm that kinda girl

I'ma be up at the spot
chillin with my crew, we'll be hanging out
get in a little late you start buggin out
I don't think it's fair
You don't like the clothes I wear how I do my hair
I don't really care
But it's not for you
and I ain't got nothing to prove
there can't be any us if there can't be any trust
nothing to discuss, no doubt
I'm not the kinda girl to let you play me out

I'm not your everyday
'round the way
No no car hoppin
showin on the block on the cell phone frontin
Never that, cause I'm not that kinda girl
I need to know how you roll and how you get down
no drama money in the bank take me home to meet your mama
can you handle that, cause I'm that kinda girl

You might take me shopping but I'm not your property
If I don't like it I decide that I can make it on my own
As long as we just agree to agree
I'm down for you and you're down for me
baby I'll put you on, and we can build a love so strong

I'm not your everyday
'round the way
No no car hoppin
showin on the block on the cell phone frontin
Never that, cause I'm not that kinda girl
I need to know how you roll and how you get down
no drama money in the bank take me home to meet your mama
can you handle that, cause I'm that kinda girl

oh oh oh oh not that kinda girl
oh oh oh not that kinda girl
oh oh oh do you know what kinda girl I am?
I'm that kinda girl

Not Just A Song

2005-02-27T13:30:00.000+08:00

John Mayer-Daughters

I know a girl
She puts the color inside of my world
She's just like a maze
Where all the walls all continually change
I've done all I can
To stand on the steps with my heart in my hand
Now I'm starting to see
Maybe it's got nothing to do with me

Fathers be good to your daughters
Daughters will love like you do
Girls become lovers, who turn into mothers
So mothers be good to your daughters too

Oh you see that skin
It's the same shes been standing in
Since the day she saw was him walking away
Now she's left
Cleaning up the mess he made

So fathers be good to your daughters
Daughters will love like you do
Girls become lovers, who turn into mothers
So mothers be good to your daughters too

Boys you can break
You'll find out how much they can take
Boys will be strong
And boys soilder on
But boys would be gone without warmth for a womans good, good heart

On behalf of every man, looking out for every girl
You are the god, and you are the weight of the world

So fathers be good to your daughters
Daughters will love like you do
Girls become lovers, who turn into mothers
So mothers be good to your daughters too

Another Friday

2005-02-26T09:27:00.000+08:00

Feb 25, 2005

Just another Friday, as usual for me, I've been waiting for the time to pass as soon as possible, waiting for the sun to set and the clock hit the right time...I'll go "bye bye" office!!! EHahaha...kiddin...

I've been sitting here in the office for the past 3 hours doing my work. Everything went smooth and all of my tasked are completed...Yay...but whut now?...what to do next?...Feel like relax'in for a few minutes but I guess I cant sit still thou...visit her blog for a while and suddenly I thought of bloggin...so I created a blogspot account and write something in it...

Man...I can't believe I'm blogging here...HAH...!!!

Listening to Jin:Learn Chinese ( Chai lou arr...fai tit jau arr)

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