Optimistic is da way to go......

in times like this,
u tend 2 feel weak and emotional..
every sight is a sight of emptiness
every touch has no warmth
every sound is just another noise
inevitably, u'll blame urself over what has happened
although u have tried so hard to prevent it

but what would u do if u were left to sail alone?

people can say that this does not hurt
but its their lying pride that's talking
even u r bragging how it didn't change a thing
but behind curtains ur sorrow hits hard
n there is no 1 that knows the way
to put colours in ur eyes
for now

deep down inside
u realize 1 fact
that u'll definitely end up with a smile
though u can't tell where n when
there will b a bright light at the end of this dark tunnel
so u stride on
with all the might u have left
put on faces when u should
stamp ur feet hard - hard enough to make it matter
bcause every step now means something
not to others anymore but to urself

walk on
the journey is still long
and with the faith u hv
the world will bring u back its wonders
soon there will be wind which will guide u down the right way
u just hv to keep on going

so that is what i will do

-me-

DELIBERATION!!

i once knew a man who wished that i'd settle for second
i once knew a man who pressured me for sex
i once knew a man who needed me too be thin, really thin
i once knew a man who helped me spend all my money

now i am alone at 23
(note that the word alone might be associated with other words like 'uncertain', 'bleak' and 'hazardous')



life is just beginning to get more interesting!!!!!!!!

I am a MESS!

the title says it all.........
till i figure out a way to straighten everything out,
low-key is my way of life.

Johore-ing myself

two weeks of classes had passed..
i'm getting very used to the house now
jb seems much more subtle than how i first saw it..
still familiarizing with the johoreans' road ethics (apparently they love to tail-gate you real close..before u'll realize that they are actually 'the imported ones' - hence the cockiness)
must be weird for them to see a K among all the Js with an obviously stunning young female driver maneuvering her way through the town..ahaks

as for the life in IPGMK(TI) --- da brp byk kali tukar da nama ni. kt dlm sama je x berubah2....
i drag myself to live yet another minute in it..
its like living in a warfare zone
and TESL is the minor ethnic up for cleansing...
we have to watch our backs all the time
just in case there is a glimpse of that monstrous dictator whom has taken a vow to make our lives here unbearable.

i do not know how the next 5months is gonna change me..
but i surely will never lose myself
with that dictator around marking my moves,
i'll probably add a pinch of evil in my resume............

multitaskers

just found out a friend of mine has been making money out of her online boutique..
feel free to browse for nice accessories at
www.chic-shawl.blogspot.com



p.s. its nice to see young girls taking charge of their own lives..

Yes, I am going to be a teacher!!

Imagine you are being punked..............
You arrive at your supposedly 'very comfortable RM400 a semester' hostel with all smiles.
You walk in carrying your big 'bantal busuk' thinking that you are going to end your six-year course with much pleasure.
Yes, isn't final year supposed to be the year to remember?
Then you realize something is not right..
Why are you walking into a rundown, dusty, three-bedroom space (no, I wouldn't call it a house) and not into the rooms that you have pictured earlier in your mind while driving for about 3hours?

WTH??
This is the moment I wish Ashton will just come out from his hiding..

But as fate bestowed you a series of misfortune (it all began when you decided that teaching English will be your cherished profesion), you soon discover that for the next six months of your life, you will be living in a cramped flat with another 16 people whom you might and might not like.
And guess what?
You won't be provided with any locker/closet/cupboard whatsoever...
All you have is your bed and bed only.

my only personal space for another 6mths..

there goes my tortured creativity output

who needs a table when you can slouch over assignments, rite?

At this time, even Ashton will not be able to cheer you up then when he finally decided to come out and surprises you..

F***!!!

......Suddenly I feel 'pink' is not right to justify the wrath within me now......

jeng jeng jeng

ahah....
after hibernating for almost the entire holiday
and successfully annihilated my social life......
i am back (at least for now)
bear the changes in this blog please..(especially the flying butterfly)
i'm in a good mood...
currently is out of kedah and heading to johore
2days transit in KL which means 2days to spend with my other half
the kilometres are stretching more and more... so better make the best of the time (wink!)
back to the blog..
its nice being childish again once in a while
having butterfly flying around seems fun
in times where the word 'babi' is the current hype...
i'm happy happy happy
- result was good
- transformers 2 was superb
- my car is fixed
- Rina is now eating non-stop
- bank account has tripled (yg ni bahaya sket ni)
- my other half is by my side

just DON'T mention the word 'maktab' or 'ipti' or 'baharum' or 'senaman pagi'
all hell will break loose!!