Kisah CInta Biasa

Di sebuah negara yang jauh dari pandangan mata... terdengar ditelinga akan khabar berita si gadis yang hatinya luka... remuk bagai balak menghempap kereta... begitu sadis empunya cerita... jika ditanya... hanya tangis yang dapat didengar darinya... 

duka nestapanya tercipta kerna cinta... 

cerita biasa yang sering singgah ditelinga tatkala kabar berita tersebar tentang seorang gadis berduka dimana  lukanya tak mampu dilihat dengan zahir mata... hanya hatinya yang merasa... 

tapi kisah ini berlainan dari kisah biasa... kisah ini wajib diambil iktibar darinya... lalu bermulalah cerita bagaimana malang menimpa yang mengundang duka nestapa.... 

bersambung....

Found the gretest song for you...

Tidak mungkin kuberpaling lagi
Salah sangka yang direncanakan
Gelora melanda
Adalah dendammu
Setelah diriku
Tak mampu menjadi milikmu

Cukup sudah hati berdarah
Usah ditambah cerita yang sudah
Di mana kekasihmu
Yang pernah kau sanjungi
Mengapa pula padaku
Menjadi pelepas ceritamu
Dan jua sepimu

Usah menabur budi
Mengharapkan simpati
Sedangkan kau menitip
Cemburu iri hati

Tak mungkin kuberpaling
Padamu yang meracuni
Rimbunan kasihku
Sehingga berguguran
Kelopak cinta kita
Kerana mu tak lagi mengerti hatiku

Sehingga berguguran
Kelopak cinta kita
Kerana fitnahmu
Walau segunung sesalmu
Tak mungkin kukembali
Cukuplah sekali
Kejelekanmu
Menggamit pilu

Tidak mungkin kumaafkan lagi
Salah sangka yang direncanakan
Adalah dendammu
Setelah diriku
Tak mampu menjadi milikmu
Sepenuhnya

Time changes everything...

It's always good to be back home... there's no other feeling that could describe the feeling of being home… being in your own bed… your own pillow, sheets and your own comfy room… (I love sleeping… so what? Sue me if you don’t like it)…


But there’s somehow a funny feeling… it’s a bit weird… the feeling is the same… the smell is the same… everything looks the same… but somehow… it’s different… then I realize that I’m different…

The boys went to Indonesia for a company trip… so I don’t hang out much with the boys just with Wan and his GF… there was Apek… but he was to busy hanging out with his girls… There’s the thing… I felt most weird about them and the girls… to be honest… they are not their GF… more like friends with benefits if you know what I mean…

And the worst thing is I don’t know how to react to that… there’s a feeling of discomfort while hanging out… they talk about adult stuff freely and openly… and the girls are the one that started it… have they no shame… I’m not perfect... I can admit that… but why do they have to show their sins to others?

I was like that once… a long time ago… but still there are boundaries… now I felt like I getting older faster then my childhood friends… because I seem to have lost the fun in being young… I felt like my youth is already spent and now… its about having a real life on your own…

Learning to live with the "pricks" around me...

Fable of the Porcupine

It was the coldest winter ever.  Many animals died

because of the cold.  The porcupines, realizing the

situation, decided to group together.  This way,

they covered and protected themselves; but, the

quills of each one wounded their closest companions

even though they gave off heat to each other. 

   After awhile, they decided to distance themselves one 
from the other and they began to die, alone and frozen.

So they had to make a choice: either accept the quills of

their companions or disappear from the Earth.

Wisely, they decided to go back to being together.

This way they learned to live with the little wounds

that were caused by the close relationship with

their companion, but the most important

part of it, was the heat that came from the

others. This way they were able to survive.  

Therefore:

The best relationship is not the one that brings 
together perfect people, but the best is

when each individual learns to live with

the imperfections of others and can admire

the other person's good qualities.

The Moral of the story!

 LEARN TO LOVE THE PRICKS IN YOUR LIFE.

J

The littlest things that take me there…

Your hug.. your kiss...
Are the things I miss...
Your laugh.. your smile...
Makes it all worth while...

That first meeting...
The one that made my inside shaking...
Because I know you would be something...
But you end up to be my everyhing...

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I can't continue... because it's hurting...

I went back to JB for the weekend…

It’s always nice to go back home… I feel so relax… I got to do things that I rarely do… but the road… gosh… what happen to JB when I was away???

I got lost in my own city… lucky that the traffic there is not like in KL… things change so fast… but still JB is JB… no rush at all… the only rush in JB are those people who works in Kiasu Land (Singapore). I know by stating this I would offend a Singaporean reader… but… that’s the idea… I hate Singapore as much as New Yorkers hate people from New Jersey… but that’s not my point of the story.

I’m considering moving back to my hometown… but if I did… I’ll break my own promise to myself… but I’ve already got two job offers there… I just got lots in my mind to think about in KL… and the best way to solve all that would be going back to JB… but how can I… I got a “Tanggungjawab” here… (curik away sikit)…

I think… that’s the only reason that prevents me from packing back my begs and leave… despite my promise to myself…

Here I have to think about that hell hole house… keeping stuff and money from being stolen…

Manage my salary to pay off bills… daily expenses… slide some entertainment on the weekend and make it last just till the next pay day…

At work… I have to worry about that fat black dragon that’s always in my case even after I’ve done a perfect job… one of these days I’ll slay that fat black dragon…

But that’s my challenge in life… If I’m back in JB now… things are just to easy for me…


I think I’ll leave after I slay the fat black dragon….

Chillin' out here and watch the sunset while listening to the live ban is the greatest feeling that you could get while you're in JB... someday... I'll bring someone that's special on that Cruize ship for dinner... someday...

Don’t let your heart go blind…

The eye can only see what's there in front of it...

but remember... looks can be deceiving… so use your heart to see…
but it’s not easy if the heart is blind…

Having a blind heart is worst then being actually blind… you may wonder how the heart can be blind when it has no eyes…

Well my dearest friend… the heart will go blind when you have various obligations over a certain matter… the simple common example is “LOVE”…

When you’re in love… nothing else matters… you do stupid and crazy things for it… love has blinded your heart from thinking and making rationally decisions… or worst… it has stop you from even thinking… now… that is what I call… “Critical state”

Take it from someone who had experience such a thing…

“Always be in a rational state of mind… because some decisions that you make may not affect you in general… but some… can change your life forever”

Don’t let your heart go blind… it’s a nasty condition to be in…