.this dream, i don't want to come true.
a few things had lighten up me lately.
what had been the best for me are always the best for him.
vice versa too.
but the worst dream came without any warning sign.
and you'll just get struck regretting that you had climbed into the clouds of imagination
that was never written in your book.
you felt like wanting to skip your readings
summarize it
and, end of story.
but you have guessed it right.
if you leave out any words and phrases
the fantasy and fiction is no more a myth.
the sequel returns to it's base
casting actresses endlessly humming the melancholic tune
that you had coined up their head.
photographer: nabilhypnophobia, you call it.
as i'm trying to take charge on the remote
it keeps on reviewing me the same channel.
all over and over again.
get your damn Mr Lucifer away from me!
i could not say that.
i have to be strong.
p.s: the sunken ship takes me beyond phantasm.
.refresh.
like my new template?
damn, it was quite much of an effort to actually edit the HTMLs.
my first time learning it
and i think i'm all right satisfied.
for now. ;D
Lotsa love.
.because you are the one i hate most.
see, i told you.
i won't be permanently on hiatus.
nah, who cares on my statement.
do you?
i had played in this game for years.
pain and solace had traced all the way back in.
i poured the rain, i shone the dark.
but it is still never enough for me to save a life i had once fall for.
i want to flee like an eagle
but those feathers of mine are in pages.
pages that tells the story of the ghost of fear.
as i'm flipping through, i am abide by the only rules
and i'm nowhere but rattling in cages.
if you think you're tired, think of what the past had done to us.
think of the skies we coloured together.
think of the diaries we kept behind the locker.
if you think you had done enough,
then you can leave, but never a note on the bed.
i can wait.
p.s: fooling around with emotions.
.no wonder i ain't a wonder-woman.
rebbit, here's my update! ;D
i can't deny that i can be over-reacted at times.
depending on how sappy i can become on certain occasions
where i'll never stay put.
but things do not revolve around us
hey, keep things to their flow and keep up with it, will ya?
weekend had been so much tiring but they who kept us company were the best among the best.
i felt like home for a moment.
for two days, actually.
three different houses that gave me completely heterogeneous atmosphere
which i guess, this is the first time i felt like raya-ing.
frankly speaking, the families that attended the open houses made me miss Mama too much
just because the day i was at their houses, it was Mama's birthday.
i sent a chocolate banana cake by Secret Recipe accompanied by two dozen of pink roses ordered through ( blooming ).
oh i tell you, mama sure did love those!!
had sent to the boyfie a few times before
but it was the mother that had the initiative changing the bouquets into a vase.
and when he showed me the dried flowers, he asked for more.
ceett..
oh, ( pure seed ) give varieties too.
go check them out!
***
i can't see what actually seems to be the problem.
one small chore to be argued but definitely no hair-pulling scene.
okay?
running errand is a must for everyone!
don't know where to start?
then, click ( this ) first.
uh, will be on hiatus for a moment.
(when i write this statement, i tend to write more after that.. huhu..)
MAYBE.
tougher cycles are coming up soon enough.
but my love for ( futsal ) won't die.
haha..
thanx to my dearies mira & k.izni.
p.s: opeha on saturday?? for real!
.she called, they answered.
*Uncle Yusof's apartment*
selagi itulah rumah terbuka diadakan,
selagi itulah mereka raya bersakan-sakan,
selagi itulah kamera punatnya ditekan-tekan,
selagi itulah perut mereka dibesar-besarkan,
selagi itulah riang-ria kelihatan,
selagi itulah perhubungan antara kita dieratkan.
Harap begitulah jua keadaan hingga Syawal akan datang.
Sempatkan kita menyambut ketibaan Ramadhan depan?
***
i don't think i keep any pictures when i was in my primary school.
did i even have one film camera in those days?
nah, i did not care.
thinking i was losing my grip back then
made me share some thoughts to others
that i wasn't losing myself out there.
yes; friends, pals, girlfriends, boyfriends were all around.
but which are among these ones that i still mirrored myself
when they said i haven't changed even for a bit!
that's weird.
well, at least i thought i did.
the composition i made almost seven or even eight years back was memorable.
too much to keep though.
so, i threw them all out and lead a new one.
and, this is where i am now.
each of us has this ability keeping our own composure at its best
and that made me proud having you in one of my many circles.
they say; give and take and you'll earn more.
and stay put to it.
and so, i did. we did.
sometimes, i needed a reminder for myself,
and even you yourself that
this is what friends are for.
interested in RUFFLESIA?
p.s: female version! ;D
.that kid wants something from me.
if you think the above pic looks deadly disturbing
don't bother clicking ( this ).
like, seriously!
by the way, kind of promoting the upcoming season of ( RSMU Futsal League 08/09 ).
watch the vid and hey, i could feel the excitement in me.
yeah!
so yeah, bro was in Copa Cobana.
he was in the Team of the Season 07/08.
not anymore now.
pink is the new blue!
ahaha.. ;p
p.s: interview abang sendiri.
.chronicles.
*Autumn in Moscow 2008*i would want to wake up with a smile
reading the text messages from family and boyfie
with an opening eyelids facing the window pane
straight into the sunbeam into my room.
everyday.
there was no rush to the shower, no quick, light whatever breakfast,
no waiting for your room mate to get prepared,
no hurrying to the bus stop, no queuing up for so long.
and that's only for this week, yeah.
no doubt, i have a to-do list that are patiently waiting for me to settle them down.
happiness comes one at a time, which chronologically put a smile in every minutes of my expressions.
i tried to lost my since-when-i-had-that-temper habit. i saw my success.
but i'm wondering, how long would this last before i know how to appreciate it.
hopefully, not that very hard way.
scrambling much enough, i'd say.
matters that had bothered me much is when i get commands.
like i was receiving orders from the awfully shine-headed captain that i could never disobey
or i would have to run many laps of the untrimmed ground and non-stop push-ups in the rain.
just exaggerating, i know.
i know you have that magic word, but please,
pretty pretty please, move your ass down here and do whatever you can do.
value and cherish the capability of yours doing many things while you can.
predominant towards others is a BIG no-no.
i guess you have seen the connections from the past.
you have build your own bridge where the old wound left it's scar.
most people want to leave the past as where it is.
faraway behind us.
but not you.
so far, i'm grateful.
i know i'm falling in love for the first time again.
and i got that everyday, first thing in the morning,
last moment before i shut my eyes to the world.
how i have wasted my love naughtily.
i know i did.
duit raya in my bank account?
that's so cool!!
thanx big bro & big sis!
dari jauh ingat kami lagi. hehe..
i don't know why i had to emphasize this
but do you only have one tudung here?
sorry.
p.s: adek, you're so complicated! haha..
.not that far from imagination.
there were toooo many pictures to upload in here,
but i guess i'll only put up a few.
first raye; we were a freakos addicted to nabil's dslr and yeah, call us psychos.
if this is the way we enjoy our time, then let be it.
fifth Eidulfitri celebration here in Mosocw isn't getting better.
why? because the atmosphere is more to overseas students who gets bored with the same old routine everytime there's a celebration.
till now, i wanted to do something different from others so that every year will be a memory
but looks like the wind blew it away, intentionally.
friends are the best company around, you see.
we have this strong relationship that puts me in awe everytime we get back together
sit and talk and there's a never-ending laughing machine
that never knows how to stop it's operation; me.
frankly speaking, i am super-duper glad (really am!) for i know who my friends are here.
we did not pick, we did not choose.
from varieties, it's the attitude & personality wise that well-blended us.
there's more pics of our freakyness.
i just you just have to wait and see!
*embassy*saturday was the choice for almost everyone to organize an open house.
we did too, as planned few days back.
secretively, we thought to only invite the dearest of ours.
counted and wallah, it came to an amount of almost 50!
yeah, that sounds so little because we did not have a big space to actually fit them all at one time.
so there were batches of people that came and enjoy the feast
and the entertainment was great.
*wii-ing while waiting*
* the feast and friends*
*freakos & psychos*
*lepas makan, pi bilik sebelah tuk beriadah*
*najib; non-stop eater**peter - loves my cooking, yeay!
*mohan - arrogant*
*wowe - makan > rehat > makan balik*
*sheila, wowe, mu qing, fareez*
*besties*at night, we were at Alyn's.
great people, great food, great laughs!
this is all about raya to us!
i'm blessed to have such friends that knows how to make good noise!
:D
more pics to come later!
p.s: futsal please!! i'm starting to gain weight!
.two in one.
That is a question
Whether this nobler in the mind to suffer
The slings and arrows of outrageous fortune
Or to take arms against sea of troubles
And by opposing end them?
To die, to sleep
No more.
And by sleep
To say we end
The heart-ache
And the thousand natural shocks
That flesh is heir to
This a consummation
Devoutly to be wish'd.
To croak
To die, to sleep
perchance to dream.
Ay, there's the rub.
[ influence ]
.perasaan kita siapa yang tahu bila gambar hanya hiasan luaran?.
pelita tak terpasang, dapat pegang pun orait je ar..
abang yang bertanggungjawab atas segala yang berlaku,adik yang hanya tahu suka ria, buat tak tahu.
;p
raya tak feeling ar tahun ni..
*blergh*
.the fifth raya in russia.
instead of the old-fashion hari raya song that 'tak luput ditelan zaman'.
i present u this.
simple and tickles me.
