It's back

It's amazing how a single strum of the guitar can remind you of something you never thought you would ever remember, ever again.

It's wonderful how a familiar smell can bring you back to those days like a mute film in your head.

It's remarkable how a slow, soft hum can make that voice come back to you, even after years of farewell.

It's even better to have that dream again and have that warm fuzzy feelings when you wake up in the morning, knowing that the thought will be stuck in your head for the rest of the day..

Pretty Please

I want to recover my old blog that I have deleted.
Any psychos ever copied everything that I've written and save them up until now?
Sigh.
Please.

Mushy mushy mushy

It's funny how God can turn the person you're very close to into your worst enemy,
and how He turns the person you hate the most to be your hero.

What I've learned from this is, stop backstabbing. If you're not comfortable with something or someone, tell it straight to that person's face. No need to keep a friendly face and act as if nothing happened. They won't understand it. And stop acting like an innocent crook. Just be honest, mate. I'm done with all these mean girls stuff and high school drama. We need to grow up.


p/s : Loving this cold weather! I'm getting enough sleep this week, like, finally! Yay!

I woke up today realizing that it had been a while since the status changed to "Happy happier :D" and your profile picture smiling with those shades on. It is exactly 446 days ago! Don't think I'm totally obsessed with you like you've always thought. I counted this during Vector's class. Too much integrals plus numerous yawns made my head ache. So might as well do a simple mathematics of the days I've been Happy happier with you. :D


YIt's weird writing these mushy mushy things here. Sigh.Y

I love you, like so much.

I've never seen this side of you before.

Zero-zero ok?

I love you so much, my besterous-terousssss-terouussssss friend!



p/s:

I tak penah cakap i love you this sincerely to anyone, secara public taw. You're the first.

Sounds from home

Tadi call abah sebab nak complain pasal orang yang repair laptop yang tak guna tu dah la charge mahal, ada hati lagi nak tipu aku mintak service charge transfer data RM50 padahal satu data pun takdak, semua hilang. Tak guna. Anyways, dah la tengah membara-bara cerita, abah pulak dok "Hmm..", "Yaka?", "Tu la..bagi jatuh laptop lagi" blablabla ala-ala tak interested pun nak layan aku kutuk orang tu sebenaqnya. Then dah habis cakap tu, abah dok nyanyi lagu pok amai amai pulak, versi untuk Esya.

Pok amai-amai

belalang kupu-kupu

tepuk bagi pandai

emak upah susu

susu lemak manis

santan kelapa muda

tok jangan menangis

tokwan nak kawen dua

I miss home.
:)

And I Mean Every Word

Whataya Want From Me lyrics - Adam Lambert

Hey, slow it down

Whataya want from me

Whataya want from me

Yeah, I'm afraid

Whataya want from me

Whataya want from me

There might have been a time

I would give myself away

(Ooh) Once upon a time

I didn't give a damn

But now here we are

So whataya want from me

Whataya want from me

Just don't give up

I'm workin' it out

Please don't give in

I won't let you down

It messed me up, need a second to breathe

Just keep coming around

Hey, whataya want from me

Whataya want from me

Yeah, it's plain to see

That baby you're beautiful

And it's nothing wrong with you

It's me... I'm a freak

But thanks for lovin' me

Cause you're doing it perfectly

There might have been a time

When I would let you step away

I wouldn't even try but I think

You could save my life

Just don't give up

I'm workin' it out

Please don't give in

I won't let you down

It messed me up, need a second to breathe

Just keep coming around

Hey, whataya want from me

Whataya want from me

Just don't give up on me

I won't let you down

No, I won't let you down

So

Just don't give up

I'm workin' it out

Please don't give in

I won't let you down

It messed me up, need a second to breathe

Just keep coming around

Hey, whataya want from me

Just don't give up

I'm workin' it out

Please don't give in

I won't let you down

It messed me up, need a second to breathe

Just keep coming around

Hey, whataya want from me

(Whataya want from me)

Whataya want from me

Whataya want from me

The song says it all. I'm sorry.

Untie

Now, a black shirt and a red tie with the sleeves rolled up plus a ruffled dirty hair. And no, I'm not talking about four years ago. Well..is it four years already? Anyway, in a sea of million faces, we're exchanging glances.

Perfect.