Tuesday, March 27, 2012

Watde. .

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"Jika boleh memilih...
 aku lebih memilih untuk tidak pernah mengenal kamu daripada
harus melupakan kamu."

watde. .hei, why want to forget? I mean, it's a part of you, why want to forget? If it gives you bad times just accept it do hurts you (so badly) and go on with your life and take that as a lesson - for precaution or-what-so-ever in the future! if it gives you good and bad memories as well, it's the bad one you should deduct from your memory. anything happened to you happen for a reason. unless it harm you then forget.

F.O.R.G.E.T adalah perkataan sensitif untuk sa. kalu boleh sa inda mau lupa semua kenangan sa ma orang2 d sekeliling sa.apa lagi yang kin gembira. yang sedih pun sa ingat juga.yang bikin malu pun. suda jadi, apa boleh buat? 
so please stop forgetting. If you asked my friends they'll tell you I remember much things, memories. It is because I don't forget. I won't forget. Again, it's a part of me, why forget? Here's a song from Demi Lovato - I love her voice and her songs. so damn siuk. .so, lagu sa yg dimainkan pada saat ini ialah - with lyric

Don't Forget Lyrics

Did you forget
That I was even alive
Did you forget
Everything we ever had
Did you forget
Did you forget
About me

Did you regret
Ever standing by my side
Did you forget
What we were feeling inside
Now I'm left to forget
About us

But somewhere we went wrong
We were once so strong
Our love is like a song
You can't forget it

So now I guess
This is where we have to stand
Did you regret
Ever holding my hand
Never again
Please don't forget
Don't forget

We had it all
We were just about to fall
Even more in love
Than we were before
I won't forget
I won't forget
About us

But somewhere we went wrong
We were once so strong
Our love is like a song
You can't forget it

Somewhere we went wrong
We were once so strong
Our love is like a song
You can't forget it
At all

And at last
All the pictures have been burned
And all the past
Is just a lesson that we've learned
I won't forget
I won't forget us

But somewhere we went wrong
Our love is like a song
But you won't sing along
You've forgotten
About us

tp masih juga ada Boyce Avenue la. .yg It Will Rain yang paling manang!^^



at last , my simple blog template. 
La la la la ♪┏(・o・)┛♪┗ ( ・o・) ┓♪┏ ( 'o' ) ┛♪┗ (・o・ ) ┓♪┏(・o・)┛♪

gembirannya hati^^ simple tapi sa suka.bilang c eng2 susah mau paam template sa dulu.== nasip suda tukar. .kn??gumbira!



Monday, March 26, 2012

Epic Fail ..== *sigh

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It's almost 3am yet I still here in my blog's page. Do you know why? Because I spent 4hours just to change my blog's template and still, did you notice it? Yeaaahhhh.. None suit me. I found lots of beautiful templates but none are good enough as this one. None suit my last posts. Smiley

So, after 4 hours struggling so HARD, I decided not to choose any and stick with my current skin. I'm soooo pissssseeeeeeddddd.Smiley

  I'll scream out loud if it isn't 3 in the morning.  Macam mo malatup ne sa rasa. .Smiley

So, who ever read my post, do recommend me a good site for nice templates which you think suit my blog. .

 quoted Hagemaru : Apa yang kita cari, tak semestinya apa yang kita mahu.

well, he's right about that. Maybe I shouldn't had a thought of changing my template. maybe what I've done just now is simply comparing my template with others - and my current template win! 
 pa2la .kin malas sija. .
Tidur laini. .Smiley 


Sunday, March 25, 2012

I Choose. .

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The Road Not Taken

Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;

Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim
Because it was grassy and wanted wear,
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,

And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I marked the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way
I doubted if I should ever come back.

I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I,
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference. 
Robert Frost

If you’re in form5 before 2011, this poem sounds familiar, right? This poem strikes me when I realize what it means.

Life is about choosing paths. You’ll regret taking this path but you can’t undo it. Maybe, and just maybe, you’ll find another way to be on the unchosen which you regret too much. I wonder if you keep on walking on the path that you chose if you find it interesting. Would you still go all out for the other path? If you’ve been walking and hoping to find another way to be on the other path for two years and still no sign of good news would you still have the faith as the first time you wanted so badly to be on the other path? If your heart says “believe me, you’ll find a way” but the road says “what are you? Can’t you see you are making fun of yourself?” Which do you prefer?

There are many different types of person. If they do go-with-the-flow, I-go-where-my-pathway-lead, they’ll move on and come to an end – the path’s destination. Maybe and only maybe, someday, they’ll think “luckily, I chose not to fool myself and go on with this path. I’m destined for this path”, or maybe “If and only if I listen what my heart told me, I’ll be the one whom I wanted to be back then”, or maybe “I’ve enjoyed my whole life in this path. It’s fun, adventurous and happy-ending. What happen if I chose the other path?” or maybe something else.

If they are the one with hard-to-lose person a.k.a stubborn, and then finally find a way to be on the other path there will be two outcomes: “yeah, at last! It was a right decision to not lose hope” or maybe “I was wrong. This path isn’t and never was mine. Why don’t I stand on reality?” but still, it will come to an end. Like the other path, one day they’ll think “all of my hard work, my time, my sweat, my heartache and all the troubles I’d pass, wasn’t too much compared to what I achieved these days,.” Or maybe “if and only I could turn back the time, I’ll go for when I chose to take the this part and keep on walking without regretting losing a chance to be on this path.” Or maybe “If I keep on walking on the other what was it in the end? Will it give me more than what I’ve got now, or worst?

But . .

What if the first type chances their mind when they realised and found a way to the other path? What if when the second type found a way to the other path yet chose to stay?

What if they choose to stay where they stand by not moving on and stay there?

Tell me. A single question raises more questions. You may choose a good or bad question but the choice is yours to make – not mine or anyone.

I had lots of questions in my mind and yet chose not ignored it – and what am I?

I’m brave enough to stop thinking of it and I’m too weak to handle any other question. What am I?

Quoted Mrs. Julia Giduk one evening : when you wake up in the morning, you have two choice whether to get up from bed or pretend it is still early and sleep more.

So true. Every choice we make, give lots more choices. It was like reading a book which you decide what story you want next? Have you ever try that kind of book? I always end up choosing a dead-end.Anyway, now I’ve reach to an end and the questions rose in my mind are “why do I choose to write this stuff. I end up putting myself in bad mood” and “what I will I do now if I choose not to write any just now?”

Well, question is just a question until you find an answer. I choose not to find any and get up from my lazy bed and watch tv. Soon!

Hey you reader, why did you choose to read this content at the first place instead of doing or read something beneficial?

I leave you with that question. With or without answer, it’s your choice.



Saturday, March 24, 2012


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I like making an art from anything that crossed my mind. By not planing what to do and just follow your heart - no, not heart, more to your instinct or what-ever-it-called -, gives you something unexpected. 


I choose this pattern because at first, there's only sauce left. For  red suite with heart's shape, so heart it is. Then add some chicken's skin leftover (c ester tu.inda kc abis), which should be as a broken heart but I forgot.hahahahaha. memory ikan emas gitu lo.

Then come to the decoration, the straw I didn't do it on purpose.  Ester  bite the straw until it crumpled that way. She has seldom behaviour of biting things when she has nothing to do, but rare. Then I put it on the plate and tara . .

Well, that's how love works - at least that is how I see it. if you planned to fall in love with someone you'll be happy, but when you let love come to you, you'll be extremely happy. If you planed what will happen during your date, you'll get upset if it didn't work but if it does, you'll have a smile on your face all day long - maybe lasts for few days. But if you just put trust(whatever you think is important) in yourself, and let it go with the flow, it will amazed you - which can drive you crazy and unable to sleep. kali la.  

well, recently, or I should say, just now, I  was listening to cover songs and Boyce Avenue stole my heart. .^^ Siuk tahap dewa laba. If you notice, my songs are Boyce Avenue's. XD
Bah. .enough


Tuesday, March 20, 2012


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I never knew u r such a cry baby. I don't do judging. It just I never 

knew that side of yours. We are not even a close friend but I 

crushed on you few years ago and it didn't even fit the picture. 

Who am I to complain? Hey, you got the wrong idea. I accept you 

the way you are. We're friend, aren't we? It just, knowing you as a 

fragile person changed my perspectives toward other just by a 

glance on their appearance. You seem strong in action but still you 

have a fragile heart. Don't worry, I still respect you like I always 

do. I'm proud of you. Smiley

 The thing is, it stab me knowing that I know you little, 

which mean I don't have the right to  admit I'm your friend. Haiya. .Smiley

* tis silly matter do upset me. Smiley
other wont understand it, but I treasure every relationship I've made. and you are one of the precious one. Smiley

Monday, March 19, 2012


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I love looking at nice photograph. Here are a few of pictures I captured myself and edited it with texts - not just   
any words but nice quotations. 


It been a while since I wrote anything. Well, recently, I envy friends having such nice and romantic relationship. I’ll be lying if I say “I don’t hell care”. I envy not because I have no one but because I forgot how it to be madly in love is. All I remember are the pain, jealousy and hatred – only the hatred came right after breakup – never falls in love with you best friend If you wish to be his/her friend still. Well, I do want to makes ‘us’ as friend but he ignore me like I’m a kind of virus. He thinks I’ll get the wrong idea if he talks to me. What’s on his mind? I accept we are over – even though my feeling remain the same- but it doesn’t mean we can’t be friend. I just NEED to erase his hatred toward me. Why others can be friend after breakup, why can’t we?

Anyway, I’m attracted to paranormal activities recently. Lemme share a little bit of what I read.
*REMINDER   - don’t keep reading if you can’t handle it. it might come after you or even be part of your dream .

English woman wakes up French

Suffering from the bizarre Foreign Accent Syndrome, a grandmother went to bed suffering from a migraine and woke up with a French accent.
English woman wakes up French %categortA longtime sufferer of migraines, Kay Russell, 49, has always had severe reactions to the infliction with the effects being anything from the inability to move her limbs, to a slurring of her speech.
However since her last migraine, the result has been a constant and unchangeable foreign accent that is unrecognisable to both family and friends.
Doctors say she has Foreign Accent Syndrome, a condition which damages the part of the brain that controls speech and word formation.

(well,there's a case a girl suddenly speak fluently in Chinese and Korea and she had been detected possessed by demon(s). well, I'm not sure about this case.)

Fountain of youth pill

While it may sound like science fiction but researchers believe they have discovered the  ‘Holy Grail’ – an anti-ageing pill that will add decades to our lives.
Fountain of youth pill %categortFurthermore its creator Professor Vladimir Skulachev said it should be available to the public within two years
The Russian scientist from Moscow State University, said the drug works by halting the damaging effects that oxygen can have on the body’s cells.
This would stave off dangerous age-related illnesses thereby adding years to our lives.
The dream of eternal life has been woven into numerous myths over thousands of years. According to legend, the Holy Grail – a cup that was supposedly used by Jesus at the Last Supper – would give immortality to whoever drank from it.

(Problem solve for ageing? maybe)

The girl with magnetic hands

A Serbian schoolgirl has amazed medics with her astonishing magnetic hands.
The girl with magnetic hands %categortTen-year-old Jelena Momcilov has been picking up cutlery, coins and even metal furniture by just touching them at her family home in Zeljusa, since she first discovered her powers five years ago.
Now experts at nearby Nis University have urged scientists to investigate, reports CEN.
“I’d say this is a kind of unknown bio-magnetism. More experts would need to join me and research what this is all about,” said department head Pavle Premovic.

(A little bit weird but my favourite case)

I was about 7 , Maybe , When i heard of this big deal. I was 7 , so i was always scared and easily tricked. One night i was lying in bed , very much asleep , and the sound of my mom and dad\'s door opening woke me up. My dad looked in my room , so i pretended to be asleep. He goes to my mama ,and tells her im asleep.As normal i was very curious to what they were talking about so the following morning i asked. My mom said she though she heard loud banging in the kitchen , so she asked my daddy to go tell me to go back to sleep. But i already was , so they left it alone. I was still about 7 almost 8 and my sister was about 12 , 13. We were by ourself\'s so we took a shower together. When i was rinsin off she said did i hear something. I didnt so i said no. But then i did. The sound of people running up the hallway. i was terrified. But i thought maybe it was our dog , Hidey , Well no , hes put up in his cadge. It kept repeating over and over. Wheneverwe got out it was over. Nothing.. So about a nother year or so we kept hearing and seeing many things. One day i was sitting on the couch and hidey my dog was in his cadge when suddenly Hidey comes running out. I was looking at him when it happend and u swear something or something lifted up the thing and slide it to where it could open. It must of been pretty stong since how this cage is made out of medel.I am horrifed.Orbs in every picture, Sounds , shadows , And more. I also , (This happend last month) Heard somebody say im here. My mama left to go to get her medicine in spartenburg and i was by myslef. It sounded like my mama. Clear as day too. I also heard jayla , linsey .It was my dads vocie. (Whitch was wiwth my mom). I have always been scared! 

(Merely, just an experinced but still gimme goosebump)

Ghost of a Girl Haunts Burning Building

Ghost of a Girl Haunts Burning Building
Click to enlarge 1 photo
In this photograph taken on November 19, 1995, Wem Town Hall in Shropshire, England can is seen burning to the ground. What the photographer didn't expect to film was the image of a semi-transparent young girl, standing eerily in the doorway. Legend says that the girl is named Jane Churm, who died by accidentally setting fire to her own home in the same town in 1667. She's been spotted on several occasions at the sites of burning buildings, just like this one

(this surely gimme goosebump more)

~Well, it's look like the night is not young anymore and I no longer wish to continue this topic.well, at least I did somehow make you guess and wish to read more. right? 
p/s : don't go too far if it's late night. .

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