Goodbye and Hello

Thank you very much 2010.
I miss you already.

Hello 2011.

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To know a girl is to shop with her.

I came across this statement few times, and been thinking a lot about it since.

Whatever you read after this is purely from my own point of view.

I have few people that I love to shop with, and that includes those who can influence my decision, and those who just merely be my shopping partner. After all, I realized that I used  to love to shop alone at times, and when I can't make up my mind, I made hasty decisions, some that I regret later.

But there is this phase of my life when I am used to having people to remind me every second, from eating at the right meal at the right time, buying only things I need or things I can afford, and think twice (or zillion times) if I want to buy something unnecessary (read: only when I got extra money). And for a moment, I guess I am being too dependent.

Putting that point aside, I guess the statement of 'To know a girl is to shop with her' might be true. And vice versa; To know a guy is to shop with him.

For girls: Bring a guy with you to shop? That will be *gasp* a disaster!
To guys: Let a girl to tag along? Are you kidding?

Yeah yeah, heard that trillion times.

Browse for a moment and take what you want, pay, leave.
Browse for a moment, take what you like, put back, find another, compare (shape, size, colour, PRICE, quality etc etc), look at the options available, decide.
Browse for a moment, moody, leave with nothing.
Browse everything, analyse every single nano details.
List down whatever needed, take, leave.
The list goes on and on.

Sounds familiar?

I am a shopaholic, I love shopping.
I love to shop alone.
But I have few favourite people that I love to shop with, and love to follow when they go shopping.
Yes, I get to know few sides of him/her while shopping.
From their taste, to their habit, preference, perseverance, and even ability to resolve conflict.

My forever favourite shopping partner, of course my sister, angah.
But yes, I have this someone that will always be the one if I can choose to drag around for shopping.
And now I will do just about anything to let him say 'No' when I want to buy ridiculous things I laid my eyes on.

Shopping does show your my true colour, I guess.

15 years of friendship.

We have known each other since... 8 years old? Oh, God knows how many dramas we have been through, and I am glad that I still have her. To date, I want her to know that I love having her as my other twin, and I am sad to be apart since she will be leaving to Aussie soon. Yes, you read me right, she is going to the land I miss so much!

I love her when I saw her waiting for me at the airport.

Yes, you, Nur Izzati Mohd. Khairan.

When are you going to be free? I'll sleepover!

Different

Even when we are different,
I choose you.

unanswered and steered.

when you drive your ride,
and you ride it slow,
you know you need a destination.
but instead, you are given a direction.
you are shown, steered away,
so no destination given.
hoping for the real purpose forgotten.
the driver knows,
the passenger shows.

no answer given shows the unanswered.
the non promise.
the non risk taken.

the driver is driving,
slow.
slowly.
slower.

because the driver has forgotten the purpose of driving at the first place.

Why-

That i still cry whenever i remember this...

How do i know that i will feel this bad?

With you so far away i wish i can just fly?

And be by your side even just for a while?

Over a cup of tea? Over the laughs and smiles you always give?

Even just our silent moment of calming down, do nothing..

I am missing you.

Hello Malaysia

Of nonstop honking on the road,
With so much of cars parked anywhere they please,
With the watery and smelly toilet,
With rubbish everywhere,
With people being selfish in the public transport.
With all the lame ways to pick up on girls,
With the annoying salesgirl,
With the slow connection speed...
I KNOW I'M HOME!

Oh, happy birthday mama!!!

The apple of my heart

Thanks for everything.
Will miss you.
You know i will.
Hugs and kisses.

Forget me not. Forever.

Over the crunchy choc.

The friendship grown to be more than just friends. It is now the bond of someone you want in your life. Thank you for being the girl I adore, Nurizyan Sapar.

The rollers

A rollercoaster,
Ups and downs.
Where we see the worst and best,
The good and bad
The moments where we wish we can do them all over again
The excitement, the rush
From the heart within.
In her.
In him.

Roll roll.
Till you no longer can.

Wanting need and needing the want

When I was a little kid, I used to think that these two words conveyed the same meaning. "i want the cake because i need to eat", "i want the toys because i need to play", " i want the book because i need to read". Things like that.

But when you are older you get to realize that whatever you want is not necessarily what you need. And whatever you need doesnt necessarily what you want. That is why when we are talking about what you want and what you need, it might lead to a never-ending discussion.

When you need me, but you don't want me, i will stay
But when you want me, but you don't need me, i'll go.
(Nanny McPhee)

But just maybe, we want things that we need just because we need things what we want.

Not because i need but because i want therefore i need to satisfy my wanting.

Sounds selfish? Go Figure the meaning.

I want to walk to you because i want you. I need to walk to you because i need you.

Come back faster.

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Rain rain please just stay, just tonight please if you may.

Raindrops

Whenever it is raining, I always feel sort of melancholy. The feel of being sad, romantic, fear, happy, contented, etc will take their own turn each time. One by one.

As of tonight, I feel nostalgic. I remember one day when it was raining so hard I decided to just step outside and do nothing. Not exactly nothing. Well, let just say it was a good cover. But it works. Sadly, I am not really a rain person. I mean, I get sick easily if I played in the rain.

So I stepped outside. I suddenly remember someone gave me a lovely umbrella, with a tree motive printed on it. It is a really nice umbrella, one I am reluctant to use. But tonight, I played with the rain. With the umbrella. With the water drops. I know I miss this someone. I know I need to keep myself strong. After all, I am still seeing clouds and shadows on what will happen next. Next? Stop.

Rain rain please just stay.
Just tonight please if you may.

thank you

Oh. The rain stopped.

With no words

the push on that swing

Swing the swingswing, Say nothing.

No words needed. The moment treasured.

One you can sit on a porch swing with,

 never say a word, 

then walk away with the feel of the best conversation ever.

That someone.

yes, you.

the shoulder to cry on

If running is possible to reach you, I am already on my way now.

=)

I am happy thank you very much. Yes, despite everything in my daily life.

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one step closer.

to Malaysia..

Metallica concert

It was awesome thank you very much!!

Kitchen model

I am so a teacher hahahhaha. Manage to make this in 1 hour and i am so proud of it now. Dont you dare complain!

Jamming session!

Few scratches and we are all done

holding on while you still can

stamping on all the floor possible

running off all the way you happen
to find release
to seek company

bring back the laughs the tears the love everywhere

to make it worth every ticks and tocks.
get the pad so then we lock.

For that every second is worth thousand memories.

countdown in officially begin.

yes, i am aware of you. and yes, i am ignoring you. doesn't mean i never care. as long as he is happy.

What we do in class?

Stradbroke Island

The BIG wave

Went to Stradbroke Island for the second time. This time just to relax ourselves. Had a nice picnic despite the weather. Planning to go on the other trip next time. Finger crossed, please do not rain.

p/s: with lovely companion, I don't complain much.

Eid-ul Fitr

The last day of Syawal.

I will miss you.

wish

-ing you wonderful years ahead,
with or without,
i am still glad.

thanks for giving me smiles
and reasons to smile again.

enjoy the card and the cake.

Brisbane Open House

Masonic Temple

A nice trip to explore the place I thought I am familiar with. Nice outing with nice company. =)

Shoes for thought

For the memory of this baby,
I am in love.

Happy Malaysia Day!

Brisbane life I shall forever remember.

Whilst gazing at the haziness, I shall thank you The Merciful,

for granting me a chance to keep living.

A year older, a year wiser,

to make up for whatever I believe I am still lacking.

Life is never prosaic, I shall be ready nonetheless

for the love, for the pain, for the laughs and tears in vain.

Happy is subjective, where none is the objective,

use to the fullest whatever time that left remain.

Don't want to lose, don't want to force.

Don't want to cry, don't want to die.

Tonight is already late, tonight is the date

Wish that everything is on for the game. 

The deadly one. 

Roses, butterflies and rainbows.

With the poisons, crows and arrows.

Happy Birthday to me.

Thanks for the lovely wishes.

Thanks for the thoughtful present.

Thanks for the hugs, kisses and love.

For I am surrounded by beautiful and lovely people.

I Thank YOU, The Merciful.

Why?

Vanity mirror reflects the long forgotten deed.
Why? Lost long gone now the urge the need.
Absence that majorly felt.

Window, window on the wall,
Open up please,
Please show me more.
Window, window on the wall,
Give me chance for the remaining drops

Remaining drops that thou notice not.

The best of joy

A little pray, to take me there.
The joy to have, the best to keep.
A dream to catch, a soul to match.
For what is left, a love to see.

The more to come!

Beautiful people

Lovely crowd

The feeling of uncertainty;

The anxiousness over things to come?
The unanswered question of mostly rhetorical.

Eid Mubarak!
Herston people, much love and thanks for making the day memorable.

Eid Mubarak.

picture is taken from the facebook account, credit to the photographer

The walk after late for sembahyang raya

Wonderland DST

Move your stinky butt, you sorrowness!
I am already happy here, super coolness.
I am going to tie you up, and shove you to the rack faster.
I am going to the zu-wonder to make myself hyper,
I am going to dance to make me happier.

For that thoughtful move,.
Thank you Thank you Thank you.
No, I can never thank you enough fullstop(s)

Oh, have I told you the story of Burung Murai?
Google it.

=)

Please tell to little birdie that I need extension.
Just a little more.

Merdeka celebration?

Had a classic moment by having the rerun of all 'Merdeka' ads last night.


The reminders?
The message?
The sentimental value?
The laughters?

and sure, the patriotic mode.

Happy 53rd, Malaysia.

honeystar

The honey star?
Crave much.

Savor the moment while still can.

Once unused, thrown to the side, it will be.

Just like always.

Karma, no?

Sort of like a slap
from the own hand.
For the own face

waterdrops at 0254

When the calming waterdrops give you the reason to smile,
why must you feel otherwise?
Forget it. Being contented has nothing to do with selfish.
Says the ignorant B.

Harder to tell, harder to trick.
One hand of the spell, one hand to spill.

Well, someone wise told me,
life goes on.

Been feeling a bit dabedidabedu lately,
shall I proceed?

Plan to kill.

The assignment wave is coming.
Preparation is in the making.
Kill the buzz! Kill the biz!
Know that you can do it.
A little more of effort is all you need.

That is for the help? The call?
the management part is already done.
As the rain is pouring,
the sprinting must not be easy.
Lets celebrate.

Reasons to smile.

The night walk,
the late coffee,
the prayers as they could be.
Contentment of one that seek
the meaning of life in it.

Ramadhan Kareem.

For the chance to pray,
for the urge to sahur,
for the time to recite Quran,
for the fasting time,
for the tarawikh
and more to come,
I thank You, the Most Merciful.

Pop!

and there goes the blow.
back and forth- oh so the flow
so big so small
wont show wont tell
the least can do
for that is true

classic mode.

Do you have a diary?
or picture albums?
or collection of letters?
, just about anything that you keep old stuff in?
Do you get to have a hold of it now?
Go and get it, be in a classic mode like I did yesterday.

It was so funny to see another part of you that you neglect it has ever existed.
And the fact that it keeps so much it made me laugh?
Nice!
reminiscing the bittersweet memories..
Fun-ny!

I feel so alive...
With wonderful people around you, who doesn't?



p/s: but again, we cannot make everybody happy, can we? it is ok. at least we tried.

A smile is a treat.

For a smile that makes my day a better day,
I can never thank you enough.

So to all, do smile.
You never know that you will make others happy just with your smile.
To your family.
To your friends,
They appreciate your smile.
They LOVE your smile.
and even to the strangers,
a smile will make them happy.










With just a smile.
Try.

Nothing is better

Than talking to your parents and hearing happy voices of your family members.
I am blessed.
Thank you, Allah.

Drops of favourite thoughts.

From the pages of unknown numbers to the first (second) newfound page.

Hello life, I am back.
To share but not to reveal.
To give but not showing.

Life has been busy, but things keep me going.
Ups and downs, laughs and tears.
Lost some, found another.
Pick a moment of your most favourite,
 cherish it while you still have time.
I am doing the best that I can.
Not too bad.
Living with things to ponder,
mistakes to be taken as reminders,
hopes of having tomorrow as a better place
to be.

Happy Ramadhan to you and you.

Good night.

Walk Away

The high up ceiling
for the hand tries to reach
no, the ceiling is sheltering
but never giving the right
to own
to have something
more than what it is now
walk away?
Walk right, don't look back.
First very moment, 
but you stayed.
Because the ceiling is the hope
you for once trying to cope
the ceiling has another option to shelter,
yet you once upon a time
an option yourself
a karma this might be
for Now the feeling is unsettling. 
Go away,
walk away.
Let's see if you can do it

walk away.
Walk away.

Chant that everyday

The cold night

Of all night, I shiver.
Of nothing, I figure.
Of something called love.
Of anything called heartbroken.

The cold night goes further.
The body is here,
the soul isn't nonetheless.
The heart that before come first,
is now wafting around just aimless.

Now now.
Will-
The cold night brought
the cold hearts together?
Or-
The cold night tears
them forever?

Make your own wish, sweetheart.

From day to day

One day you are on top of everything. You are happy, surrounded by lovely people, and fully contented with your own life. You have everything you will ever ask for. You smile, you laugh, you make others around you feel jealous, that they think you are the most lucky person on earth.

They think.

Because one other day,
you might drop to the bottomless end, where you can see yourself trying to grab at everything around you to hold on to, but nothing there. You demand for many things you no longer get. Even things that you can get for free before but you might take advantage of. You cry, you fight, and you cry again. You in fact feel sick of yourself. For yourself.

Yet you are smiling.
And people think you are doing great. Just great.

When your life starts to break into pieces, you know you just want to be alone. But one thing that you don't know, you are actually in need of someone to be there. Not to say a thing, just be there.
Because misery loves company.

Ever been there?

Welcome to life.

messed up

The best thing in life is to be accepted by people for who you are, not for who they want you to be. Nonetheless, it doesn't mean you will never make mistake. It is nice to be told off by someone once in a while. Yes, it will kick the ego right on our face, but that will be a nice place to see how egocentric have you been for thinking world revolves only around you. That will be a stage where we can see our own flaw and somehow see from others point of view. No, we don't have to judge, just see it differently. We might think what we did is good for us, but we never know the real consequences of our own stupidity. It is from there you know that we had had our part of making mistake, and redeem yourself for it. From there, it will be a starting point for you to be better.

I made a mistake.

Hallucination

I must have been very much disturbed now,
to suddenly imagine things..
I heard the door bells.
I heard the phone rings.
I saw the yellow bag.
I saw the person there.
I tried to see,
see if I am dreaming.
Went downstairs, running.
Just to find nothing.
No bag, No man.
Just no one there.
I am hallucinating.

Too good to be true.

Fear to hear

This is a nightmare of fear.
Something you wish not to hear.
I crave for happiness, so-
Never play with the heart,
and this is a warning.
Not to let self hurt to occur,
with a dramatic narrative of people
and lives,
enmeshed in a deadly ritual
of passion, intrigue and corruption.
One,
shall invite the punishment
that will exceed
the feel of the crime.
Hurt me not.
Hurt me not.


Don't. Do. It.

Stupidly melancholic

So the proverbial dejected feelings begin
with the sudden lost of interest. 
From the other side of the world, of course. 
For the fear of being total at lost, 
the stillness remained as the only preference 
to abide by the rule of being survivors. 
One side is crestfallen down to the mouth, 
another oblivious. 
The deflated mode was perceptible 
although no immense action taken nonetheless . 
Fly, fly, roar into the sky,
the choice is in the hand, 
bar the bird then choose to be tied.
The plethora of alternatives to opt
hoard the preeminent perhaps?
No, not the contentment to be desired.
Perchance, the truth.
The verve.
The fervor

Old tale

We walk, and run, and stroll today,
keep on going in circle again.
The same old tale.
Then we just stare into the night sky,
along the downhill road we met
is a place of visible memories,
one time should we just miss.
A strange old tale.
It is what you see in fiction,
an unexpected scenario of life.
It is not always the happy ending,
that we may get.
Time cuts through
our unending memories.
We then look in the same direction.
Again.
This is the old tale.

The story once told to you..

Once upon a time,
there was a..
a...

She was a..
a...

He was a...
a...

But, one day,
they...

So....

Still, they...
He....
She....

The end.

........................................


(every 'THE END' is a new beginning of a new story. Don't stop)