the frog, the pond and her favourite book

it looks like i'll be following my mom and my grandmother's path... i will become a teacher next month. but as sit here in my late aunt fave couch -that now has become me and mom fave's- looking at the pond and my mom's super mini garden... instead of reading all those documents and course outlines, i'm reading inkheart... yup inkheart! oh dear, will i ever be a grown up?

mr. funny hat

i saw him yesterday, amongst the mist of ppl cheering loudly for the local band he was wearing that funny yet fashionable hat. but i didn't have the courage to came up to him and say 'hi'. why am i always like this, sometimes i hate myself for not having that courage. so i just watch him form the distance, saying to myself, 'i'll go say hi, after this song...' and it seemed that it was the never going to end serenade, and the feeling was daunting, so.. i just walked away.

this morning as i opened my email, i got the feeling somehow he catch a glimpse of me, 'cos i got an email that said, 'how are you...'

:)

memori

memori kau membuka luka lama yang ku ingin lupa...
memori tolong daku pergi jauh, janji tak'kan kembali memori...

-oddie agam-

classic song, somehow still relevant...

moth

"you certainly can't ignore it k, how long are u going to stay this way? u look perfectly healthy now, but it's eating ur inside isn't it?"

"i'm ok, i guess. i'm hoping it would end soon. with the slight of hope that i'll win, once and for all... there would be no more hiding, i surely can't avoid it either, because it'll just keep coming back at me. i'll just going to have to face it, lived it day by day. i just hope there would be something, a proof that it wasn't just words, that it wasn't a lie."

next to nothing...

i was putting my itunes on random, and this old song came up, believe me, this is actually quite annoying but random song in my itunes or random things keeps on leading me to things that are quite similar to this...

broken

my mom knows, she knows how i feel when i opened that toy box...
and as the one of the leg fell down, so as my heart. so this is what i'm worth to him...
i thought i'd be ok, but here i am, crying myself to sleep again

phoning phoenix

i just got the new phoenix album, i like this band since high school, don't know why i like them, i just do >__< and this afternoon when i couldn't get him on the phone just to pour my heart out, i've been listening to this song esp. and play it over and over, whilst doing my famous rain dance. dunno why it's so liberating, dancing with a sabrina oversized shirt and a legging, the only things missing is a pocahontas headband complete with the feather.. hmm...

you first then the gimmies gimmies

perhaps one day i'll regret writing this...

i like hearing ur voice on the phone at night, just b4 i closed my eyes, even though you hardly ever say good night sleep tight.
i like when you drove we around town, i like spending time with you on the road, even though i know it drained you, driving that heavy car of yours around town. i'm so sorry i've been a pain for you.
i like sitting on a bench and 'people watching' with you, although sometimes i hate when u commented on those ppl.
i like it when most of the times you just nodded and agree to some of my silly ideas of killing time when we were together.