situasi pelik tempoh hari

batu belah batu bertangkup.

moral of the story: kissing a brass lion
will NOT turn him into a prince.
damn.

lord of the apache

no age limits!

pastikan kau muat nak duduk situ.

serius macam pelancong poyo.

*yg tak termasuk dlm gmbr sila jgn mrh*

okay aku tau tengok gambar je memang bosan tapi sudahlah. ini blog aku. sape suruh kau baca.

small shoutout: kazet, selamat pulang!!!

ain't this a beautiful sight?

I woke up early to baby blue eyes from afar

And when the sun comes through lights you like the angel you are...

p/s: absolutely NO comments which will turn this into something funny or sarcastic or whatever yang lari dari tema kejiwangan. for once, try to be happy for me. and supportive.

ahh.

okay, my favourite blog made an amazing entry lagi. hahah. this is really my escape to the fantasy world, for Part 1 and Part 2 of the Evil Cyclops crashing a Princess Party.

say what?

while i was waiting for someone to take me to that great place,

i suddenly realized i could go there on my own.

p/s: kau tak pecaye aku pandai main lagu creed - one last breath?

***

i took a walk through someone else's memory lane, and i don't like what i see.

masen. i love you.

10 things about you

i was tagged by niss.

WHOEVER WHO GETS TAGGED HAS TO WRITE 10 THINGS ABOUT THE PERSON WHO TAGGED HIM/HER.

here's 10 things about her:

1. the first time i met her, i liked her immediately. she has that effect on people.
2. apabila ketawa, beliau akan ketawa bersungguh-sungguh. sungguh. worth it lah utk buat lawak camane bodo pun semata2 nk bagi dia ketawa. contagious, beb. i like.
3. has her ownnn sense of fashion. tidak stereotype, tidak menggelabah. hoyeahh.
4. pegi mane2 je akan disalah anggap sebagai artis. orang ramai berebut2 nak amik gambar dgn beliau semasa di penang satu ketika dulu. aku tak tipu.
5. she is deep. profound. tidak superficial. jika anda judge dia sebelum cuba mengenalinya, nescaya anda akan rugi.
6. erm, kalo nampak kedai waffle, dia akan jadi tak terkawal.
7. an accomplished foodie. yang bestnye, dia bleh cerita psl food and leave you drooling for more. wuu. tapi dia tak suka sushi. ah. menci kao.
8. suka meses2 mlm2 pastu terus tetido sambil tesenyum sambil menari2 di awangan. (okay, i might have exaggerated a bit.)
9. dia mahu rambutnya lebih panjang daripada sekarang. ye kan babe? kan, kan?
10. determined. dia rajin and no matter how susah and banyak halangan cabaran rintangan something is, she can still make it work.
11. saya sayang dia.

eh. dah lebih 10.

12. dia tentu sayang saya juga.

okay. sape yg saya mahu tag?
tiada siapa. sbb aku tau korang malas. duk ah diam2 ctu.

[updated]
kepada si pemalas, dengan meng-link tag ini bermakna jawapan anda semua sama dengan saya.
MANA BOLEH.
sekian.

***

i ask for nothing more, nothing.

yes, i could die! yes, i could die of love.

[una furtiva lagrima]

[l'elisir d'amore]

none too important.

dalam banyak-banyaaaaaak perkara penting dalam dunia ni,

kenapa perkara keciiiiiiiiiiiik tu jugak yang mengganggu fikiran aku?



haha.
oh tidak.
jangan fikir lagi, ia akan menyebabkan anda menjadi tidak cool.


tapi...


Aaahh...!!!

Okay tidak mahu fikir lagi. Bye.





sometimes we all need an occasional ego booster...
and you know what will happen to a girl's ego when something cuter, prettier and better is dangled in front of her eyes?
it will crumble. shatter. DISAPPEAR.

principles..

i still have a problem of delving deeper into opinions and facts and opt to stay on the surface of things.

so here goes.

people are boycotting certain products for a good cause. some people think it might not make any difference, some think it makes all the difference in the world. it is up to you. i did, halfway. because try as you might, can you really live without any products or services that originated from the Semitics? (sbenanye tatau cmne nk gune word tu tp blasah aje coz it is more sopan.) so there. respect people's principles, either pro or anti, and don't take things to certain extremities.

an e-mail from a colleague this morning stating that she doesn't want our event this friday to go under the title V-Day got me thinking. 14th february came and went every year with the same warnings and scary history to scare us from celebrating it. and what good did that do? yes, i don't deny that it has an origin opposed to some of our beliefs but when you do celebrate, are you celebrating the history, the St., what happened a long time ago or do you just want an excuse to lavish your loved ones with cheesy corny goofy gifts? it's fun when everyone does the same thing, kan. so you're not alone buying heart-shaped pillows with long arms with the words "hug me" on it. mengaku ajelah. dressing up and going out for dinner... hmm maybe that's overrated? or only the girls yang perasan nak pegi. whatever. and the promos that come with it, aiyoo crazy la you if you don't take advantage of them. heh. but if you don't want to acknowledge the day to that extent, then happy luvly 14th february to you. for those yang tak kisah, happy V-Day. for me? happy anniversary.

i have other principles to touch on concerning concerts and gigs and how people judge others by their external appearance and how that very thing made some girls such as yours truly uninvited to black-tie events and.....*ehem*

to end in a not-very-serious mood, Z (names have been changed to protect privacy) gave this comment after hearing about a celebrity guy hitting his other half:

"tu lah, kesian raihana. terus tak dapat datang malaysia."

'...err...raihana tu siapa?'

"raihana lah. tu yang nyanyi lagu disturbia tu. kena reschedule konsert dia."

hee. sebutlah betul2 nama orang tu. tak pasal2 bunyinye macam dah masuk islam.

okay, sekian.

when magic still reigns...^_^

"Ed il mio bacio scioglierà il silenzio che ti fa mia!"

("And my kiss will dissolve the silence that makes you mine!")

[Turandot, Giacomo Puccini]

thank you..
i no longer listen to the sounds of silence and the magic is not, in fact, lost.

...meet me tomorrow?

when magic is lost

there was a magic i never knew existed.



cars, lights, people. i knew they're out there, i can hear the sounds.

zooming and honking, racing through the starry night. fluoroscent and colourful, brightening even the darkest hour. laughter, screams and shouts rang through the air.

if only i could see.


you came and knocked on my door, offering me the most wonderful descriptions of what the town below might be. so powerful were your stories until a window magically appeared at the place i most wanted it to.

now i can hear and finally i can see.

but what i saw scared me, it's foreign, new, hostile. this is everything i ever imagined and yet this is not. i scared you away, leaving only the gaping window behind.

now i can see.

the cars, the lights, the people. i know they're out there, i can see them clearly.

but the sounds of silence greets me.

without you here, i can no longer hear.



the magic went away with you.



so there was a magic i never knew existed...

im all tangled up in black again

when my eyes hit the ground

that means im afraid to succeed

but its a high to be down

praying for this disease

i get dragged by my hands

i don't want this to end..