There is no combination of words I could put on the postcard And no song that I could sing, but I can try because this is your heart and this is Our dreams and they are made out of real things Like a shoebox of photographs with sepia-toned loving Love is the answer at least for most of the questions in my heart, like Why are we here? And where do we go? And how come it's so hard? It's not always easy and sometimes life can be deceiving I'll tell you one thing, it's so much better when we're together
Mmm, so much better when we're together Yeh, we'll look at the stars when we're together Well it's so much better when we're together Yeh, it's so much better when we're together
All of these moments just might find their way into my dreams tonight But I know that they'll be gone when the morning light sings Or brings new things for tomorrow night you see They'll be gone too, to many things I have to do But follow these dreams might find their way into my day to day scene I'd be under the impression, I was somewhere in between With only two, just me and you, not so many things we got to do Or places we got to be, we'll sit beneath the mango tree now
Yeh, so much better when we're together Mmm, we're somewhere in between together Well, it's so much better when we're together Yeh, so much better when we're together
I believe in memories because they look so, So pretty when I sleep And when I wake up you look so pretty sleeping next to me But there is not enough time And there is no, no song I could sing And there is no combination of words I could say But I will still tell you one thing We're better together We so much better when we're together We so much better when we're together
Omgosh, i almost dead just now at a cross junction. I didn't realised the traffic light has turned red and a bunch of motorbikes just accelerated their bikes toward my side. It was merely a few seconds difference to crash and collide into them, luckily i surpassed the blare of honks without a scratch. I saw angry faces muttering curses at me from the side mirror. At that instant i could barely feel my heart beating. I admit that i was not focusing and was driving with an empty mind due to lack of sleeping i guess.
So there, just came back from another random dimsum session with the girls at Kuchai at 10am, it was my idea but at the end i was too tired to wake up. By the way, I drove all the way to Kuchai to realize that i don't know how to get there actually. Back to facing my book now, i'm thinking a way to settle myself with them. I really needed to ground myself in a room without my laptop and my phone or whatever devices that can get me connected with outside world. I should have pack my books and some food along and get back to setapak, the empty condominium. Maybe it's the best way to force myself to study. Getting away from all sorts of distractions.
So here i am doing my last update at facebook, hotmail and my blogspot. I tumbled across bing's blog, i find it rather funny when she said "如果人类都像bacteria那样一团团" (If human were born with the shape of bacteria-->dough-like). Well, I was exactly thinking the same thing; if everyone is identical to each other, then there would be no sexual attraction between people anymore. I guess i won't even bother to get myself dressed up for every single outings. I couldn't imagine my dough-like figure either, with the fact that im clubbier and flabbier compared to others. Wth!
Sometimes, i would hang on there just to listen to your snore when i knew you had fell asleep while i was telling you about my wonderful stories. Because i worry if i hang up the call, you would awaken by the cut-off-tone. So i would just wait and wait till i make sure that you are sleeping deep enough to aware if i hung.
You call me every night at a fixed time, probably calling me has became your habit before you sleep. But one thing i couldn't tolerate is how you got distracted while you're calling me. I am enough of your denials because i just knew it whenever you didn't pay attention to me. I wasn't being sensitive at all, i'm aware of it indeed. It takes you so long before you respond to my question and to be frank i'm frustrated of waiting for your respond. Tears would roll down my cheeks while i'm waiting in the silence between the conversation but you seem perfectly fine with that. It's because you were too busy to even notice you had paused for awhile!
You knew it pretty much that i didn't like it, but you just do it repeatedly. You seem more interesting on clicking and checking your facebook, texting a friend or even playing a PSP while you're calling me! FML, anything but me. Tonight, I'd lost my strength and my heart stinging with pain. My tears burns in the back of my throat i wanted to tell you how much i felt. I don't think there is even a point anymore for you to call me.
I am looking for a rollable-flats so badly! Where can i get this in Malaysia? This is a must-have-shoes for every women. Especially for a girl like me who rely so much on heels, because they simply make my legs look longer and slimmer. While it is true that they make my legs look slimmer, it also bring suffer to me in the name of good looking. My angry boyfriend complaints alot whenever i wore high heels for date because i just couldn't take it after a few hours of walking. Apparently, i have to bring an extra sandals and a paper bag with me. This is funny for him, and i felt the same way too. This is not a new thing anymore, i know i m so outdated to just found out that Footzyrolls has started its collection since 2009 at Miami, Florida. These flats are stylish, comfortable and most important it can be stuff in even my clutch! Unfortunately, i tried to purchase from their website but malaysia is not available!
Well, this had bugging me for awhile so, trying to decide whether to go for a backpacking trip or just purchase a round island trip instead?
I had spent a few hours searching for a good deal at Matta Fair last Friday. Unfortunately, i couldn't find a package which would include the air fares plus a maximum of 3 days of tours only because i was planning to extend the return flight so that we could travel on ourselves for the remaining days. Saddest news was, we'd missed the RM199 taipei all-in-fares!! It was sold out when we finally decided to call up the agent on the last day which was yesterday. :( sad sad sad So now the returns flight becomes RM800 per pax T.T This late decision costs RM500, good grief!
I'm planning a trip to visit Taiwan end of this year and i can't wait for it. In my heart, i am pretty sure that I wanted to explore on my own rather than following a bunch of people and everything is nicely planned ahead for us. I had experience a backpacking trip before and i love it so much!
The date is already confirmed, i'm travelling on 1st Jan 2011! Now i'm waiting for my passport to get done and all the reservations for accommodation over there. I have contacted a few of them and hopefully things will sail smoothly. And i have decided to get myself a new gadget - a wide angle lens for this trip. Just mere thinking about it, i'm so excited by now. Meanwhile, i will be working for 3 months during my coming semester break.
Shyt, I supposed to be studying for finals now. So, I need to temporarily leave this thing aside before it affects my study motivation!
Recently, emotions overwhelmed me. I tend to caught in a deep thought so easily when i am stuck at home alone. Not exactly my home, i have been hiding out myself these days in my currently rented condominium. Partly due to i have been slave to my books for the finals which is just lying around the corner.
After came across with some blogs and some statuses people posting at facebook, i just realized i have really miss my high school friends so much. And now it hits me, I wonder if someone ever miss me out there? Frowning..
I'm suffering of remorse after keeping broken contacts with them. I should have said hello once in awhile to tell them that i miss them. Speaking of reality, if i ever did that i'm afraid of the respond that i will be getting. Saddest part is, they might be thinking if i was forwarding a text to a wrong person. Or in worse case, getting no replies. Maybe because i'm not even worth that 10cents of text.
Uni stuff had piled up like endless stories. Perhaps it is the only reason we ended up into individual life like now. Even though i had attended as much as possible meet ups i could, but i think it's just not enough. The bonding between us are not that real anymore. Because we never share a thing anymore beside than casual greetings. I wish we will share all the stories ever again, just like how we did last time.
Not trying to seek for any attentions but i crave for cares, indeed.
Friends come and go in life. Just a couple of months ago, another of them leaved.
There were three of us, being observed as good friends to others. We always spent time together during classes, though we don't share much about our personal stories but we get along quite well, at least we never fight. Maybe it is because we did not share much and things started to evolve as the underlying strangeness creep in. It will never be worked out, i tried to save the whole matter but it was a bit too late. The calm water is now full of ripples, both of them realized they have so much in conflicts. Therefore, our friendships went crashed to the hard ground and die into nothing. I was very very pissed and disappointed at a point, to be ditched by someone. It grew loathing in me.
I believe every man will eventually go through a time to change for a greater good. I hope you would learn to be a better man in your newly found-oh-so-comfortable-zone with your mate. Man with mature thinking seems lesser nowadays, i wonder where are they exactly hiding at.
I am glad that another one stayed with me, we begun to share a little more than ever. After all, i think friendships should share their feelings with each other, in order to keep the momentum to goes on. As time passes on, i begin to think that life is too short to angry over someone. Moreover, to hate someone is weary.
Whenever you request for a help i will still lend my hand, because we were friends.
Every time when I'm sad or angry, I can hardly utter a word because words are hiding inside the glands of my brain. I know what is it supposed to speak but I keep it quiet instead. It feels like I had split into a few me and start speaking among myself.
I feel sad when i realized we do not share a single mutual interest. I'm dread to think if things get worse till that day came. The day when we pass by each other without saying hello. The day when my heart had crushed into a million pieces. The flames of anger blinded yourself, every single word you deliver is hurtful. My tears were helpless and i hope you could kiss them dry.
I think to myself what used to be good, then I printed a last kiss on your chest to replace the word sorry.
Despite of all the fights we had, we are still together. The wheel of time had forward so fast before i could notice, and now it brought us to the 15th month. All the moments when we kissed and hugged each other, so real like the air i breath in every day, the feelings are just beyond descriptive words.
That night as i stared upon your sleeping face, i shed. Of all the love you richly poured on me, how much have i returned? Things that i hunger from you are getting stronger as i commit myself to this affair. I laughed myself for trying to change you into someone that i desired. It took me long before i realized to change own self is hard, let alone others. I felt guilty over my selfishness and the pain i gave you.
Life is now giving a hard lesson to me, a lesson for understanding myself. It is rather hard to distinguish myself because in the midst of my pondering mind, i had lost my direction. There are several characters inside that constantly transforming from one into another. It comes to my fear that no longer do i know what I want, I'd stuck in the definition of perfection and imperfection. My dreams, should they be given up and be introduced to reality? Or i shall shake off all my doubts in head and just go with the flow as time marches on, to tell myself it's perfect. But, the urge of wanting more and stepping to wondrous land are kept pushing my mind goes astray. I am afraid, afraid that time would ruin everything that had built.
Like any other girls, I like sweet sucking words, cute little texts in the morning, heart throbbing and heart trashing surprises anytime. I crave because i want it from you. No one else, but you.
