Showing posts with label Friendship That Matter. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Friendship That Matter. Show all posts

Wednesday, November 12, 2008

TragediOktoberNovemberRainDecemberSongsJanuariFebruarySong

Disclaimer: Entri ini tiada kena mengena sama ada mereka yang hidup atau mati, terutamanya kehidupan peribadi sesiapapun.
(I sure hear V asking, “Perlu ke statement ni?” Ahaks!)
Didedikasikan khas untuk Jiwa-jiwa Yang Mengerti.
(fuh! Kelas tak?)

Ever wonder: Are we all living in a sad, sad world?

Just look at all these thematic song (based on ‘Intensive Factual Research’ on the Net for ‘month-song’) (“raddddd! Have you got nothing to do?!” Trust me - I can hear YOU screeching!!)

Anyhow..

Let’s start with October, shall we?

Tak sanggup lagi aku
Mengenang kisah lalu
Keganasan menghantui diriku

Biarkan ia pergi
Menjadi suatu misteri
Bagaikan tiada hati yang peduli

Tak mahu ku ingat lagi
Apa yang telah terjadi
Tragedi Oktober (Aw*e Wings)
...

Then continue with a cold, wet November,
...
'Cause nothin' lasts forever
And we both know hearts can change
And it's hard to hold a candle
In the cold November rain (G*ns n Roses)
...

Move on into dreary December,
....
December promise you have unto me
December whispers of treachery
December clouds are now covering me
December songs no longer I sing (Coll*ctive Soul)

And start the year with,
...
Dengarkan...
Dengarkan lagu... lagu ini
Melodi rintihan hati ini
Kisah kita
Berakhir di Januari (Gl*n)

On the month of lovers awaited for:

Where has that old friend gone
Lost in a February song
Tell him it won't be long
Til he opens his eyes
Opens his eyes (Josh Gr*ban)
...

March til Sept – Now, it’s your job!

Take home lesson for today: Be merry, be happy.

P/s: Im bored to death. Looking forward to 'balik kampong' this weekend, really hope to see one of my ex(es) (his name is Chr*stian or in real fact, J*richo Rosales). You see, last time I was His Ara (in Sanay wala...hehe)! I still remember rushing home daily for Our Dates.
Awang advised me (re: blk kpg trip), "...there are Beautiful Ppl everywhere.."

Friday, August 22, 2008

EX 6101 Female Mood Swing








Kata-kata Tanpa Suara:
Maaf pada bapak2 serta ibuk2 & teman sa-kalian. Sebarang komentar (termasuklah lama dulu-an) bakal gue jawap-in kamudian aja ya!

Saturday, June 07, 2008

On behalf of An Alter Ego

It happened before and it happens again.

What I need (me being me) is just A Consistent, Daily Routine like the working of a clock. Someone who had Said The Three Words (like ‘I x you’) Easily and Its Variants needs to be aware of The Consequences of Bombarding Me with Messages Overnight (& Days too like 60max messages while I’m sleeping (which I don’t need & totally abhor) causing my hp to start acting up) and alternates with Days of Deadly Silence. No explanations. Nada. Zilch.

If it happened once or twice- I’d still give the person another chance. When it’s the third occurrence– what I did (Yes I did IT once, and am thinking of it again!) was to Severe All Forms of Communications: no pick up calls (short of barring the specific number since that’s what my hp not capable of doing), smses, chat or even email. After all, there’s nothing in it, isn’t it? Better Cut My Losses and Save My Pride. After all, you’re only A Number out of many (in my lil’ black book), merely a temporary distraction.

What is so difficult to understand that the Building-Up of Expectations cause nerve-wrecking havoc on my daily schedule? I know you’re busy and ..Hey! What A Surprise - I’m busy too – a simple msg saying ‘Im busy thus won’t be in touch with you for at least YEAR’ will do. Note that the previous sentence was Drippings With Sarcasm.

And be careful of what you’re saying too. If you Don’t Mean to Call Ever Again, PLEASE do not say, ‘I’ll call you tomorrow (or tonite)’. Don’t Make Promises That You Won’t Keep. Maybe for you, it’s Just A Lip Service. But I’m NOT like you. That is one of the characteristics of a hypocrite. Which goes right there on top of my List of Why I Should Never Consider You As My Friend.

Having said that, I’m surrounded by lotsa other ‘friends’ – meaning that losing one won’t harm me all. I CHOOSE who are my friends. Friends supposedly Understand The Meaning of Commitment, Being Right There For Each Other.