When again would we meet?

Modern maths tomorrow. Moral the next day. And add maths the next next day.
and all the small subjects will be done with.
Leaving the science and art.


"It's enough for me to comprehend you thoughts, that wandered every so often"
Because I want a life out of reality, a life told from a book. A life of tales.

the incomprehensible mask

SPM is now on the halt for three days before I have to resume my monotonous studying again.
Terry's add maths exam is on Saturday. I am doomed doomed doomed.
What was the word to repleace the word doomed in english again?
"condemned"


For the whole time, I could only at you face and wonder what thought could be crossing within your mind. It's so hard to try to understand what are you thinking of. Blank, blank, blank. Nothing else. Thought you will say a word or two, there is nothing else. Is it so empty within you? Being clueless all time can be so tiring. Trying so hard to understand. But that black stare of yours was unbearable. It felt like as if you have nothing for me. And it hurts sometimes to think of it that way. I still feel like I'm falling, plunging into this deep dark ravine that I have created for myself. Loneliness secludes me from the rest of the world. But I guess this is one part you wouldn't understand. For I wouldn't understand it myself. I could never comprehend why fairy tales made everything so easy and perfect when it really isn't at all. Reality isn't so much of a story book isn't it. It's so much more.

midnight casanova

Wondering what am I doing up at this ungodly hour?
I slept for 3 hours straight after dinner.
The couch was surprisingly invinting...

Am tired, frustrated, sleep-deprived of, and tired all over again.
I honestly honestly can't wait for it to be over and done with.

Constant studying, and sitting motionless at the same spot, reading something over and over again can be a little too much for an exuberant person like me.
The same monotonous thing again and again, everyday.

I even sick of myself.

Please be over very very soon.

Can't stop thinking about it.

A taste of summer

Sometimes, I could be really terrified of losing everything.
The things that matter most, and the time that was being stolen away.
The smiles, and the stiffled laughters...



Sometimes, when everything else falls...
You stand up and say : " Hey, there's always a rainbow at the end of the thunder "
But it rains and rains and you wonder if the rainbow ever comes.
Then night falls, and it stops raining.
But you can't see the rainbow anywhere.
Just endless darkness being stretched out like dark cloth.


How could we seize the moment, when the moment isn't there anymore?

How could you want someone, when they aren't yours to keep?

How could you believe in yourself, when you aren't what he wants?

How could you say he's not worth it, when you've already fallen for him?

So silly, to listen to the answers to these questions.
But they weren't answers to begin with.
They are opinions by people who wouldn't know what loving someone is.
Because the people who knows the real answers to them, can't answer them at all.

It's Graduation ' 09 '

Don't even ask me what on earth were we doing

Graduation day was hell awesome.
Although there were a few worried moments.
I want it to happen all over again.
Sejarah is making me go crazy.
But here's the video anyway if you wanna see it.

Later people.
Working crazy hard on sejarah.

Sunny with a chance of ice-cream

Life is perfect... so far.
Although I'm still quite bummed out about the broken earrings.
They were my favourite, and meant something to me.

I've finally got my dress.
Well.. not actually.
I am on my way to get it tonight.
Mum was nice enough to allow me to sell away the remaining one.
Anyway, I can't wait for practice sessions to start again.

I wish I could just play with them forever.
Being in a band is quite an experience. :)

So, walked around 1 u the whole day. My feet ached like hell.
Watched cloudy with a chance of meatballs.
the crowd were laughing their guts out.
Honestly!!!
Especially the guy behind me.

He is always laughing before people started laughing.
It got a little annoying, but hey.. what the hell.

I'm prepared for graduation.
not exactly looking forward to it.
Its the last day after all.

Bye world!!

Sure as the dawn brings the sunrise

I am really really addicted to watching barbie shows.
Yes, I know.
My inner childishness is resurfacing. Though I'm not sure whether it's a good thing or not.
Graduation day is next friday. So soon already?? Yes it's that soon.

And there'll only be 21 days to SPM.

I can't help but thinking about it all over again.
Although it seems that I have almost moved on.

Stubborn aren't I??

It's always the same words over and over again.
The grief coated words... like reruns, playing and repeating again and again.

So many things have happened and I don't know how my heart could hold on to all this.
The only solace I could find, was to be amazed at how much I could take.

Sometimes, the pain would be too harsh on me.
And I could be so sick of crying.

But there is nothing else I cold do.

But to hold on, and wait for the light of the day.

I would not complain. For I could not bear to burden anyone else.

This rock is mine to carry.
Eventhough it tires me too often at times.

I know, or I just keep telling myself.
I will be there to see the light of day.


I still cannot shake your face off my mind.
Your absence is one I could not take.