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Monday, July 30, 2007 @Monday, July 30, 2007

And as we sat by the sea side admiring the breeze while you were leaning against me, i paused , and you asked why .
its was just so perfect..


alhamdullillah. i thank Allah for opening my heart to you and showing me what a wonderful world you had given us.
I'm making the best and out of it and hope you open the hearts of my fellow friends too.. guide me to the right path and give me the strength to overcome all the obstacles of yours..

B... lets take things slow okay?
love you to bits..cipap
~heh~

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Saturday, July 14, 2007 @Saturday, July 14, 2007

in life.. there's always a moment where you will come to a cross road.
its up to you to realise that crossroad, and to choose the right path..





alright! hmm. since like a million years since i blogged about something good..
well its about time..
on the brighter side of life, people are nice around me.. even my evil supervisor at pizza hut was nice as in , out of the blue , she let me off to go home at 9.20pm , when i only end work at 11.. and a bunch of people i knew had just passed their bike licence. and hisham is dang excited for dunno what reason...

ou yea, about last Thursday, hisham and me was suppose to play some song to let the teachers in charge of our Singapore poly performers . their reason to for us to come all the way back was because the are just afraid that we will play heavy metal songs. nothing to be pissed about for me, just that i was fucking sleeping in the train.. that shows how sleepy i was. and i drag my self all the way to Dover just to play and a half song because the intro of our song" I'm too late"
sounds like hope and i kept repeating singing to "hope's" lyrics and hisham is damn blur.hahah!!! but was funny ar..cause when the lights in the room was switched off, we couldn't see the teacher and Moh cause they are........u know i know..hehe...joking bebeh!

and as usual, on the way home while on the bike, me and hisham will sing like two crazy buggers that we are... its more to scream than singing. we kinda do that cause i think it relief the stress out of us.. haha..maybe.. haha

and i literally farted in front of a temasek poly student yesterday! hah!!
i got no idea what was wrong with me .. full of gas.
but me farting at a sexy temasek chick was of good intentions..
which is, to neutralise the air around her cause there was too much of carbon dioxide in the air. and its not good for you.. so some carbon monoxide would do good once in a while.. haha!!

something good is coming !haha!
and i cant wait no more!! argh!
just waiting for a call...
waiting waiting..

didn't realise that this week was flowing really fast..
before i knew it, the first week of school has ended...

and i keep thinking, is there such a thing as financial freedom?

if there is...







you will need that small breeze to fly a kite,
if you remember who used to be that small breeze......
for every time the wind blows
it whisper "i love you"
every time you feel a warm breeze brush against you,
that's the butterfly kiss i blew to you...

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Saturday, July 07, 2007 @Saturday, July 07, 2007

Superstitions arent meant for lovers
Under covers,
undiscovered is your skin
I am lonely,
please let me in .Youre probably wondering what I was proving
Are you choosing?
Am I losing you tonight?
Is it over,
over?

Are we fading?

I never wanted anything the way that I want you
But my words dont seem to matter
My words dont seem to matter
And you look at me and I can see The lies youre running too
But my words dont seem to matter
Id rather have you tested and true

Now you've had your chance
So lets try my way, its my day
To show you what youre missing,
turn around And feel the winds of change
upon your face again
The warm breath of your closest friend
Im waiting,
Im waiting

Are we fading?

Im scared we'll fall apart tonight
Under the moonlight
Im scared we'll never make it right
Under the moonlight
Take my hand and hold it tight
Hold it tight

i never wanted anithing the way that i want you..
but my words dont seem to matter,
my words don't seem to matter,
and you look at me so i can see the lies youre running too
but my words don't seem to matter,
i'd rater have it tested and true....


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and i'm chasing all my memories away,
i searching for something if i may,
and i'll close my eyes and kept thinking,
am i useless?
am i shitty?
am i losing you tonight,
or am i ever,
ever..
i'll be waiting,
i never tought it'll be this way,
it's not what i wanted too.
but it will just melt like butter.
should i even bother.

should i ever thank you for making me think,
allday , cause youwere everything,
and wondering what are you doing,
in this moment,
in this moment cause of you,
i feel lonely ,
lonely....

did you remember?
even when we're far away,
it didnt really mattered...

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Wednesday, July 04, 2007 @Wednesday, July 04, 2007

nothing feels the same from this night
but i let my self cry..
I'm dying now,
i just can't calm down.
and i ran thru a story in my head,
well I'm just am worried.
this time,
its turning me,
and it's just killing me..
and I'm bleeding from inside,
yet its hidden from your eyes,
and I'm just breaking down,
for you to be around..
Will we behold the key?
for the box of our treasured memories,
and let it free.....
i feel useless,
tell me i am cause i am..
and I'll thank you for that.
punch me in the face,
kick me in the nuts,
cause i deserve that..
pull me down and drop me to the ground.
eat dirt and it wouldn't matter for all that ever mattered was........
and i kept asking myself shits...
confused and ....
no one to blame but my useless self..
i love you..
i love you..
and i say it three times for you to hear.
and if i had one wish...
you would know what i would wish for..
and when i feel the breeze brush pass my face,
you would know what i'm thinking..
oh god please open up my heart...
but i thank you for blessing me with cool friends..
still it feels oh so empty.
now i'm here on my knees ,
so humble , so pure, so to ask for just one last wish..
help please....

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