oh bobo bobo

Why, then, O brawling love! O loving hate!
O any thing, of nothing first create!
O heavy lightness! serious vanity!
Mis-shapen chaos of well-seeming forms!
Feather of lead, bright smoke, cold fire, sick health!
Still-waking sleep, that is not what it is!
This love feel I, that feel no love in this.

~Romeo

aku rasa macam aku ni walking oxymoron. tak lah se-serious dan se-emo si Mat Romeo tu.

kau tengok, aku ngantuk/kantuk, tapi aku tak boleh tido. aku tahu aku kena belajar, tapi, aku terlalu malas nak bukak buku. aku tahu masa suntuk, tapi aku tak endah. aku dah semakin tembam (yes yes i know.. gawd! stop rubbing it in!), tapi aku tak boleh stop makan. aku cakap NEXT!, tapi bila kau sms, aku tersengeh-sengeh pulak. heeeeeeeee

macam mana eh? entahlah. manusia, manusia.

aku tahu macam ada banyak benda nak luahkan, tapi aku rasa, setakat di sini ajalah.

ANYWAYS, happy 50th superman/oldman/pops!

sayang papa!

sayang shikin?

biasa jugaaak..

sayang korang!

bye!

ps: nak kuih pau? potong pipi aku please? please ah.

kenapa haizad handsome nak mampos?

so i went to national library to study (in mugger's dictionary:read through). had a ball of a time wandering round bugis junction after that (read: alone). tasted heaven in the form of $2.50 peppermint coffee ice-blended with pearls (rockery lived up to it's name. rock, geddit? haha). and saw a wheelchair-bound get on a bus.

you know what he had to do?

get up, fold his wheelchair and carry it on the bus.

hell, of course that ain't true. kau ingat ni cerita P. Ramlee ke? our bus services do have amenities that cater to the wheelchairbound ohkay. err in the form of a platform. but still, be thankful we don't live in blabla-tan or blabla-sia.

ok that aside. i kept thinking of how a friend said he'd found his soulmate. What's a soulmate?

A soulmate is someone who has locks that fit our keys, and keys to fit our locks. When we feel safe enough to open the locks, our truest selves step out and we can be completely and honestly who we are; we can be loved for who we are and not for who we’re pretending to be. Each unveils the best part of the other. No matter what else goes wrong around us, with that one person we’re safe in our own paradise. Our soulmate is someone who shares our deepest longings, our sense of direction. When we’re two balloons, and together our direction is up, chances are we’ve found the right person. Our soulmate is the one who makes life come to life.

~Richard Bach

i like that.

and dear, you know i'm happy for you whenever you're happy and i still love you no matter what k. even if you refuse to sms or answer calls or go missing for months. :)

you see that line "we can be completely and honestly who we are"? just reminded me of someone. i recalled having dinner and cutting my fries into smaller pieces before eating em just so i'd look more ladylike and senonoh. with a fork and knife, no less. and he can still look at me with a smile as if that's the most fascinating act he has ever seen and can't get enough off. Heh.

that.... is a front.

i don't cut my fries. i eat em whole. long and soggy. mouth open wide. i spill drinks on tables and i drop my food. i langgar tabla besi when i walk. hurhurhur. that's me.. clumsy.

but i learnt from that experience. it was great while it lasted. but you can never have the most fun with people when you're not being yourself. :) just won't feel right. right?

anyways, that aside, again, i love this song.

don't you just think it's groovy? and it's by Mr-bukak-baju-kena-ban. hell he can sing and do that anytime for me man, anytime (read: baju jer). and plus point , he can speak real good english! ahh smart malaysian men who speak great english = turn on. ooh la la.

ok anyways, esok hari apa? 16th april. what's so special about it? Of course it's miz_16april's birthday lah then???

i just had to use the same picture. happy 23rd O annoying one!!! may the next year and years after that be filled with happy moments. heart-smiling happy.I love you!!!

and i love myself. bye!

chantik

sheesha was fantabulous. our new favourite place. makcik peramah, makanan sodap, bro ah jing baik (haha) and i met love, after soo long dia gi carik mas selamat, finally jumpa.rindu sangat!

anyways, sesiapa pergi and have the best time of their lives just chilleking til midnight?

kita kita kita! aku sayang. thanks aishah for the lovely gift and the read aloud message. and the nyanyi happy birthday sorang-sorang. HAHA thanks diyana for just being you. HAHA. baby and divo, you guys were missed. fav new place, ingat!

thanks kiky for supper and supir. thanks zah for every single thing. thanks awal for berani online jer. HAHA

thanks to kekeks and kie for the beayoutifool watch that made kiky jealous. kie, one word.. HAHA. thanks to sisters and cousins for the gerek outing sampai aku tak ngaji. hehe.

ok banyak sangat thank you macam penat eh?

anyways i'm loving being 22 so far. seronok. aku gembira. dengar-dengar nak ada dinner date? OMG mak tak sabar! lets camwhore dol! hahaha.

k bye semua.

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encik osman dan cik rohaiyah oi, anak dara awak dah 22 tahun! oh man, i feel adultish already seh.

i think the birthday's been awesome so far.

i've got waaay advanced presents and wishes which were suuuuper cool and a whole load of singing which was even way waaaay cooler.

i get to spend the day with the people i long to meet and that was fab.

i had the bestest phone conversations. those that not only carve a wide wide smile on my already excited nak mampos face but those that made my heart smile too. ahh will be gorgeous gorgeous memories in time to come.

thank you to everyone who remembered, who made an effort.

thank you for the beautiful card.

thank you for the wish come true, ok at least the 5 minutes conversation which made me smile all the way while typing the essay, all the way while sleeping, and even now as i think about it.

thank you for the blog entries.hurhurhur. this includes u aishah. tak yah susah-susah. demam buat hal demam. haha.

thank you sebab korang nyanyikan aku, especially baby sampai terbangun dari tido.very impactful.

thank you for making the kids sing. haha. ultimate.idiot. haha.

thank you for taking time off ur busy schedules and making the people of seoul garden sing. kentals.

i love korang semua seh. and thank you to these two- ibrahim and danial arifin for just being cute. no, i don't know them. random kids running at seoul garden :)

was supposed to upload a video of em singing but only God knows how hard i tried and failed. so i gave up. But sumpah, dorang ultimate cuteness.

sekali lagi, terima kasih.

other emotions apart, i'm truly happy.

walaupun the private jet never came. ultimate bacin.

for the record diyana ku sayang, that means hearts times infinity.

invincible

kita kita. step macam exams dah habis, padahal belum start. The five of us went ice-skating at Jurong just now. Freaking hilarious lah- mana yang takut, mana yang tanak, mana yang dah nationals, mana yang nak challenge, mana yang jatuh tersungkur, mana yang bontot pei sakit, mana yang sampai dah tak boleh jalan. mana yang dapat orgasm tgk si omputeh mana entah. maciam maciam. tapi it was tremendous fun i tell you.

i've yet to read the novel. the prologue itself is enough to act as bloody effective lullabies. oh the torture. dengar MUSE pun cantik. come on come on!!! habiskan!!

anyways, i'm turning a year older soon. and it kinda suck. go get me a soundproof room with a sexylooking drumset, in my house. can't do it? i don't want anything else then.

lets run away babe? eh tak, lets fly away. hurhurhur.

i'm hungry.

k bye!