Korean Dramas.....

I just finish watching a Korean Series "You're Beautiful- ANJell".... At 1st i was quite reluctant to watch it... but then, after having watched some snippets of the drama... i ended up watching the whole series in three days... Sze mei said, i consider slow adi lor.... hmm... and i'm like, 3 days seems the fastest for me... like that can slowing enjoy looking at d Korean hotties... haha... Its enough said, those bunch are good looking lor.... Worth watching... quality good-lookingness... Comparing the lead actor and the supporting one... i'd prefer the supporting one.... hehe... Anyhow, the storyline was kinda catchy.. unlike the others.. but somehow, i felt that the plot seems like a repetition from other korean dramas... Its like there will be a spoiled, ill-tempered, egoistic, kiasu guy who would be the main character, then there will be one that is a pure gentleman not to mention a helpless romantic who in the process is the bestfriend and then a bubbly one which is like the "kimchi" of the show... the girl who is the leading actress will be soft, cute, the target to be bullied and will always fall in love with the main actor who then plays to always bully her and treat her like crap... Then the pure gentleman in the show will never get the girl... its like he's just chasing a ghost and at the end of the show, he will just be so "wai tai" to let the "best friend" get the girl.... Oh...oh... not forgetting, the villainette of the show will be a super bitchy and equally spoilt brat who will fight with the main actress for her love.... awww... kesian kan?? Not to mention, the storyline will be at some part of the show, the conflicts are because of family background or not a sad and tragic past that either parties cant forget... but then at the end of it, love conquers all.. and happily ever after..... wa wa wa~~~!! There are some good points in watching this though.. 1st it potrays the different kinds of personalities p eople in this world.... both genders included... but then, it also creates an illusion, fantasy.... something that only exist in novels or best still anime... haha... Honestly, i think they potray most of it like how a comic artist would in a comic script or anime.... Over the past 3 days, i got really sucked into this...haha.... seriously, its like all of a sudden u find yourself looking for everything that is related to the drama series.. from soundtracks to biodatas to videos... I have to admit that the soundtrack for most of the series are good stuff.. although some can be a bit of a repetition but then, it has its own trademarks... In a way, korean drama's are short and they have a complete story in about 25 episodes?? best part is they dont have continuations like the english ones, you know like season 1 then season 2.... its kinda sucky when it gets to the subsequent seasons... the plot totally gets messed up... example, like HEROES or SUPERNATURAL..... geez... sad lar... it was nice to watch then it started getting all complicated.... sometimes sticking to the simple and relevant would be good...

Super Market Sweeeep....

Talk bout walking into a shop....
and without thinking... grabbing anything, and everything you want....
I've just recovered from a 2nd trauma....
This time we're talking 6 baskets full and.... 2 crates of drinks....
Geez.... talking bout wishes coming true... haha...
This is even better....
Imagine all the chips, cokes, chocolates.....
Cant believe that its 'see and grab'....
Entering the shop is like entering a shopping war zone....
You see... you grab....
Though there were some stuffs that where rationed...
But what the heck....
6 baskets full.... melimpah-limpah....
Cekap siut!!....

OMG!!!!

Okay...okay...

I think everyone's pretty fed-up of visiting this blog....
Its still the same thing since September... OMG!!!
Yea... That's right... I'm damn right lazy.....
Haha.... time flies... and its time for a new beginning....
The first step into my career.... geez....
prestigious so to speak...but honestly....
I feel the wave of responsibilities coming down on me...
even now....

Cant wait to know where's posting....
Gosh... the suspense is seriously killing me....
But then... i choose to bury it underneath...
The 'Que Sera Sera' attitude...
*God please forgive me....
Anyhow... He the one deciding where's best for me...

Act VI- Priscilla

Thus for a while he stood, and mused by the shore of the ocean,
Thinking of many things, and most of all of Priscilla;
And as if thought had the power to draw to itself, like the loadstone,
Whatsoever it touches, by subtile laws of its nature,

Lo! as he turned to depart, Priscilla was standing beside him.
"Are you so much offended, you will not speak to me?" said she.
"Am I so much to blame, that yesterday, when you were pleading
Warmly the cause of another, my heart, impulsive and wayward,
Pleaded your own, and spake out, forgetful perhaps of decorum?

Certainly you can forgive me for speaking so frankly, for saying
What I ought not to have said, yet now I can never unsay it;
For there are moments in life, when the heart is so full of emotion,
That if by chance it be shaken, or into its depths like a pebble
Drops some careless word, it overflows, and its secret,

Spilt on the ground like water, can never be gathered together.
Yesterday I was shocked, when I heard you speak of Miles Standish,
Praising his virtues, transforming his very defects into virtues,
Praising his courage and strength, and even his fighting in Flanders,
As if by fighting alone you could win the heart of a woman,

Quite overlooking yourself and the rest, in exalting your hero.
Therefore I spake as I did, by an irresistible impulse.
You will forgive me, I hope, for the sake of the friendship between us,
Which is too true and too sacred to be so easily broken!"
Thereupon answered John Alden, the scholar, the friend of Miles Standish:

"I was not angry with you, with myself alone I was angry,
Seeing how badly I managed the matter I had in my keeping."
"No!" interrupted the maiden, with answer prompt and decisive;
"No; you were angry with me, for speaking so frankly and freely.
It was wrong, I acknowledge; for it is the fate of a woman

Long to be patient and silent, to wait like a ghost that is speechless,
Till some questioning voice dissolves the spell of its silence.
Hence is the inner life of so many suffering women
Sunless and silent and deep, like subterranean rivers
Running through caverns of darkness, unheard, unseen, and unfruitful,

Chafing their channels of stone, with endless and profitless murmurs."
Thereupon answered John Alden, the young man, the lover of women:
"Heaven forbid it, Priscilla; and truly they seem to me always
More like the beautiful rivers that watered the garden of Eden,
More like the river Euphrates, through deserts of Havilah flowing,

Filling the land with delight, and memories sweet of the garden!"
"Ah, by these words, I can see," again interrupted the maiden,
"How very little you prize me, or care for what I am saying.
When from the depths of my heart, in pain and with secret misgiving,
Frankly I speak to you, asking for sympathy only and kindness,

Straightway you take up my words, that are plain and direct and in earnest,
Turn them away from their meaning, and answer with flattering phrases.
This is not right, is not just, is not true to the best that is in you;
For I know and esteem you, and feel that your nature is noble,
Lifting mine up to a higher, a more ethereal level.

Therefore I value your friendship, and feel it perhaps the more keenly
If you say aught that implies I am only as one among many,
If you make use of those common and complimentary phrases
Most men think so fine, in dealing and speaking with women,
But which women reject as insipid, if not as insulting."

Mute and amazed was Alden; and listened and looked at Priscilla,
Thinking he never had seen her more fair, more divine in her beauty.
He who but yesterday pleaded so glibly the cause of another,
Stood there embarrassed and silent, and seeking in vain for an answer.
So the maiden went on, and little divined or imagined

What was at work in his heart, that made him so awkward and speechless.
"Let us, then, be what we are, and speak what we think, and in all things
Keep ourselves loyal to truth, and the sacred professions of friendship.
It is no secret I tell you, nor am I ashamed to declare it:
I have liked to be with you, to see you, to speak with you always.

So I was hurt at your words, and a little affronted to hear you
Urge me to marry your friend, though he were the Captain Miles Standish.
For I must tell you the truth: much more to me is your friendship
Than all the love he could give, were he twice the hero you think him."
Then she extended her hand, and Alden, who eagerly grasped it,

Felt all the wounds in his heart, that were aching and bleeding so sorely,
Healed by the touch of that hand, and he said, with a voice full of feeling:
"Yes, we must ever be friends; and of all who offer you friendship
Let me be ever the first, the truest, the nearest and dearest!"

Casting a farewell look at the glimmering sail of the Mayflower,
Distant, but still in sight, and sinking below the horizon,
Homeward together they walked, with a strange, indefinite feeling,
That all the rest had departed and left them alone in the desert.
But, as they went through the fields in the blessing and smile of the sunshine,
Lighter grew their hearts, and Priscilla said very archly:

"Now that our terrible Captain has gone in pursuit of the Indians,
Where he is happier far than he would be commanding a household,
You may speak boldly, and tell me of all that happened between you,
When you returned last night, and said how ungrateful you found me."
Thereupon answered John Alden, and told her the whole of the story,--

Told her his own despair, and the direful wrath of Miles Standish.
Whereat the maiden smiled, and said between laughing and earnest,
"He is a little chimney, and heated hot in a moment!"
But as he gently rebuked her, and told her how much he had suffered,--
How he had even determined to sail that day in the Mayflower,

And had remained for her sake, on hearing the dangers that threatened,--
All her manner was changed, and she said with a faltering accent,
"Truly I thank you for this: how good you have been to me always!"
Thus, as a pilgrim devout, who toward Jerusalem journeys,
Taking three steps in advance, and one reluctantly backward,

Urged by importunate zeal, and withheld by pangs of contrition;
Slowly but steadily onward, receding yet ever advancing,
Journeyed this Puritan youth to the Holy Land of his longings,
Urged by the fervor of love, and withheld by remorseful
misgivings.

The Date....

After 21 years of marriage, my wife wanted me to take another woman out to dinner and a movie. She said I love you but I know this other woman loves you and would love to spend some time with you. The other woman that my wife wanted me to visit was my MOTHER, who has been a widow for 19 years, but the demands of my work and my three children had made it possible to visit her only occasionally. That night I called to invite her to go out for dinner and a movie. "What's wrong, are you well?" she asked. My mother is the type of woman who suspects that a late night call or a surprise invitation is a sign of bad news. "I thought that it would be pleasant to be with you," I responded. "Just the two of us." She thought about it for a moment, and then said, "I would like that very much." That Friday after work, as I drove over to pick her up. I was a bit nervous. When I arrived at her house, I noticed that she, too, seemed to be nervous about our date. She waited in the door with her coat on. She had curled her hair and was wearing the dress that she had worn to celebrate her last wedding anniversary. She smiled from a face that was as radiant as an angel's. "I told my friends that I was going to go out with my son, and they were impressed, "she said, as she got into the car. "They can't wait to hear about our meeting". We went to a restaurant that, although not classy, it was very nice and cozy. My mother took my arm as if she were the First Lady. After we sat down, I had to read the menu. Large print. Half way through the entries, I lifted my eyes and saw Mom sitting there staring at me. A nostalgic smile was on her lips. "I was the one who used to have to read the menu when you were small," she said. "Then it's time that you relax and let me return the favor," I responded. During the dinner, we had an agreeable conversation - nothing extraordinary, but catching up on recent events of each other's life. We talked so much that we missed the movie. As we arrived at her house later, she said, "I'll go out with you again, but only if you let me invite you." I agreed. "How was your dinner date?" asked my wife when I got home. "Very nice. Much more than I could have imagined," I answered. A few days later, my mother died of a massive heart attack. It happened so suddenly that I didn't have time to do anything for her. Some time later, I received an envelope with a copy of a restaurant receipt from the same place mother and I had dined. An attached note said: "I paid this bill in advance. I wasn't sure that I could be there; but nevertheless, I paid for two plates - one for you and the other for your wife. You will never know what that night meantfor me. I love you, son.." At that moment, I understood the importance of saying in time: "I LOVE YOU" and to give our loved ones the time that they deserve. Nothing in life is more important than your family. Give them the time they deserve, because these things cannot be put off till "some other time."

A Day in a life of A Trainee.... *Descriptive..

Practical's been a bomb this time round.... honestly... super gila busy... dunno what seems to be the hassle.... for d 1st week.... 2am is the earliest to sleep... hah... just imagine waking up at 6 in the morning looking like a zombie.... dragging ur feet along as you get ready to meet the kids in school.... hmm... Okay... then you reach the school compound noticing that you're 15 minutes away to being late.. blushes a 'thank God' expression on your face that you're not a real teacher yet... coz if you are, you might have a 'Anda Lewat' blinking on the card scanner as you swipe it... after that... you make your way to the staff room.... parking yourself at your table... you realise that its time to enter the classroom... B.M is the 1st lesson of the day for the class of 3 B.... making your way up the staircase...repremanding a few student for loitering around the corridor... you enter the classroom... only to find that your students are late after Physical Education Class.... You take a deep breathe and look at your watch.... 5.... 4... 3... 2... 1..... footsteps of kids running... the sound gets louder...and louder.... then a sudden stop... two heads pop out from the side of the door... a silent surprise... as they see you looking down at them..... a cold look.... before you needed to open your mouth... they walk into the classroom.... After trying your best in completing the lesson plan you painfully scripted down last night... you end up yelling at a bunch of them for not paying attention.... you go on...and on...and on... nagging... (in a way) and stomping off coz you were seriously too pissed.... Find... end of class for the day... You head back to the staff room to pen down the reflections of the day and perhaps a sketched out draft of tomorrows lesson plan.... but before you know it... your up for class relieve... darn it... there goes the lesson plan draft your about to plan... yet, you do have a chance to 'lepak' with the old school teachers who in a way... brightens out your in between gloomy and sunny day.... tick-tock...tick-tock.... time flies.... and school's over... finally... a sigh of relief.... your reflexes sorta starts getting back its rhythm... your eyes tend to brighten up... you pack up your things and head back home.... end of one day in the 6 weeks of practical... whats up next tomorrow...

Rain Drops on My Window....

Rain drops gently on my window....
Pitter...Patter.... goes its rhythm.....soothing and yet...uncertain....
Rain drops gently on my window....
Steadily... like the tears trickling down my heart...
As it flows over the open wounds that so painfully appear....
Rain drops gently on my window....
Slowly washing illusions of you that have stained my soul...
Leaving watermarks of emotions and memories.....both bitter and sweet....
Sweetness of euphoria...
Bitterness of gall....
Rain drops gently on my window....
May the aftermath bring beauty and clarity....
With the floral freshness and clear skies....

Patch Up My Broken Heart.... Please....

Love is a beautiful feeling... but it hurts like nuts too....

3 and a half year just flew past me in a blink of an eye... It ended 2 days ago.... I still cant believe its over.... Why?...Why?... Why?.... It started off perfect...it seems that we were going to be together forever...  But everything fell apart... I know still love him... but i have to let him go... The song 'Taking Back My Love' by Enrique Iglesias and Ciara is ringing over and over again.... But my heart...is ripping apart... I woke up this morning, the 3rd morning after the break up.. all i can think of is him.... i see him everywhere... in my head... in the mirror... even in the songs playing on the radio...  I just wish i could forward time... just a bit faster... at least it would clear my head... At least the pain would decrease.... God I need u here with me now... i'm so empty.... life seems like its ticking away with no meaning.... My head tells me what i know i must do... but my heart is radiating the memories of the past....memories that i'd always cherish... if only... if only... But destiny is yet to be written.... my life is at a crossroad where i need to make the right decision now... i want time... i want space... at least it would give my heart a rest to heal from the wounds and sores.... 

Family Day... part I

I've never regretted getting into the car with my sis and parents to K.L.... It was loads of gila babi fun.... My mum was getting her annual check up in K.L General Hospital... 50/50 decision of whether to follow or not... K.L... sigh... the thought of it was like... congesting my brain... i imagine the amount of people, pollution, shopping (with an empty pocket)... gosh, that sucks... My elder sister, is one hell of a woman... cant believe she actually got leave last minute...for the sake of joining us on our gallavanting riot in K.L... Before the actual event of the day, my dad dropped my mum off at the hospital while we (dad, anna, grandma and me) went to get some other errants done... Shit!! cant believe that people just cant be punctual... come on, waiting for the office to be open took us a visit to Ampang's TESCO and 45 minutes of waiting... hah!! not to mention, having my dad signatured with beautiful bird droppings while waiting... Imagine this... driving around K.L city with a shit-smeared brand new Nissan, Grand Livina...isnt cool... Anyway, after the long and dreadful wait... we went to pick up my mum and elder sister....headed to the fruit market.... We loaded up on all the local delicacies... mangosteens, mangoes, lychees, langsat and salak.... it was like in a fruit heaven... The rest of the day was spent in Pavillion... Lepak... makan... window shop...lepak and makan.... thats all we did...We had a Japanese Lunch... who whould have thought that my parents and grandma would actually agree to that...but it was a surprise that day.... but it was great to be with my two sisters... the crazy three... i think we did drive our parent a little nuts... with all the jokes and not to mention nonsense talk... i didnt even think that my mum would want to have anything to do with our little chitter-chatter.... hah!! to my surprise... my mum simply joined in... adding a little nonsense of her own.... Dad was also in the game... My grandma is seriously the best grandma ever... Sporting and versatile... come on... she jokes...laughs along with us when we're at our nonsense... and she drank a cup of Coffee Bean coffee... how cooler can that get? Anyway, my dad bought a new camera... thanks to Anna for sweet talking with the sales guy... we got it for a good price...inclusive of a few door gifts... honestly, i thought that the sales guy was pretty cute... at first i thought he was Chinese... but in fact... he was Malay... hahaha... Luckily, i didnt think of speaking mandrin to him... what a loser i'd be... tsk...tsk.... We went shop after shop...level after level... then it came to the end of the lepak session...and time to head home.... it was indeed a great family day... I knew my dad would be a K.O case... so i drove us home.... loved it... :)

Pet Lover??

Growing up as a child... i did have my fair share of chances keeping pets... from chicks to rabbits and fishes.... but it sort off tagged off as i went through my teenage life... Funny as it seem to be, my mum just had this thing for hamsters... we had one when i was in Standard 5 but it lived only a year... Hamsters are just adorable little things.. just as long as they don't have the habit of nibbling on your fingers... *ouch.... Now, i'm into dogs.... i cant help but sigh in adoration when i see that cute little puppy or dog... i would say i prefer dogs to cats... minus the drool and all but, they just lovely little creatures... i cant keep one now, coz my dad i allergic to fur.... wont want him to sneeze the house down right.... tsk..tsk... just cant wait to have one of my own... practicing on facebook doesnt give me the real kick... oh well, just have to wait and see....

The Ride Home.....

My journey home from Ipoh wasnt a very pleasant one...
The bus took an extra long route and it was raining cats and dogs passing the Nilai highway.... Air-con wasnt really cooling me off either.... the feeling of missing and home jumbled up inside me...To much to handle, all at once... That didnt stop there... the time of arrival was an hour later than usual.... In addition to that, i bumped my head while getting off the bus... and had quite a bloody accident while trying to get my luggage from d cabin below... i hit my lips on the side of the cabin door... the taste of blood was unrecognizable...but i knew if just wounded myself... stranger eyes follow me as i made my way clumsily towards the waiting area... sky still drizzling... my heart was screaming in pain and annoyance...hoping for my transport to arrive soon.... in the mean time... fumbling around in my bag for a pack of tissue paper to stop the bleeding.... First a look to the right... and then another to the left... and then to the right again.... It was then, i spotted a small red car heading in my direction.... with a sigh of relief... i hurried myself towards the stopping vehicle...got in... and awaited the moment of arrival home.....

Butterflies and Blue Skies.....

A fresh new season for heart-strings to be pulled.... and for sunshines... she wishes that she could pull out as much happiness and smiles from the 'magic-box' that so promises anything... In the journey with the owner of the 'magic-box', he plants daises in this adamish girl's garden, sends gentle breezes and teases her mind with metaphors... How far can the magic-box go, she has seriously no idea... What is the owner of the 'magic'box' have up his sleeve that increases the curiousity of this adamish girl with every slightest second.. is it just great company, or does he have love in mind...?? Everything seems too undefined, the owner of the 'magic-box' is too unpredictable... camouflaging every word spoken with a layer of dignity... but it definately gives her a taste of butterflies and blue skies every day....

Not so FINAL afterall

Life isnt as complicated as it seems... but when you're with people who have brains like a malfunction switch then you're definately in for some serious problems... first a yes... then a no... then a yes again...then a no... whats this mean?? it means the person is super inconsiderate... selfish and have no sense of manners... So what if you have your own problem... there's always 2 choices... either a you deal with it or eat it up... well for some people that i know, have neither both... put on a mask... and then when they think its time to take it off, wah-la... chaos.. they get what they one coz orang tak sampai hati not to... and the other party... can only makan hati... hmm.. the case of fickle minded people should be whipped and fried in butter... they not only
cause mental damage...but social damage..

Final Desicion...

Amidst the hassle of preparing for exams... a problem arises concerning accommodation for the following semester... after much headaches and heartaches.... a final decision was made... 3 houses... 3 groups of us...but the best part is... we are going to be neighbours... a very brilliant thing... since practical involves everyone... transport is not a problem anymore.. i might get a room to myself if necessary...which is even better... i think its a bonus for me... and not forgetting... i wont be staying with my current roommate.... not to be bad... but i think its a good thing... saves me the social stresses i've be tolerating for the past 3 and a half years... its not that we're enemies... but i think, going separate ways would do us good... besides, she she has more luck on her side...and i dont have to worry anymore.... i do hope that this shifting will bring out the best in everyone and help us mature to another level of adulthood...

Inconsiderate Buggers....

Final semester.... 5 months away... News is out that all final year students have to stay outside the campus... how ridiculous can that get?? Its just a week away from the final exam.. and 2 weeks away from the semester break... what a perfect timing to inform us... What are they thinking la... What, a house can just drop from the sky with just a snap of the fingers.... How bout those students who dont have transport?? walk to college issit? or even better, cycle.. Raining how?? Home schooling issit.... Dummies laa these people.. At least let us be as we are till end of the year... then we wont bug them anymore... All last minute work... paling 'tau yen' wan... sigh...

Cracks & Aches....

Damn... its been 6 hours of being awake... my body quivers...sweats and pops...
I'm aching everywhere... whats the matter with me... i wish there was a machine invented to lash me straight...loosening my joints and muscles... another 15 minutes passed... i wish this slow but subtle agony would finally cease...

One Step Closer.....

Its another step closer to being a teacher... and today, its teacher's day... another symbol of teachership for us... today... A special day for a group of special people to be remembered...to be appreciated...

Cheers to all these individuals that have made me who i am today... this post is a special shout out to all of you...

Mrs. Ng - Primary Class Teacher
Mrs. Gan - Primary Music Teacher

Mr. Lim (Garfield) - Secondary Add Maths Teacher
Ms. Lan (Po Chi Lam)- Secondary Moral teacher
En. Fadil - Secondary Bio teacher
Pn. Parimala - Form 3 Class Teacher
Mdm. Ong - Form 2 English Teacher
Mr. Thong - Headmaster
Ms. Koh - Best Secondary BM Teacher (role model)

Mr. Earnest - Best English Lecturer
Ms. Nik - Best Sporting Gamelan Lecturer
Ms. Hashima - Saluted BM lecturer
Mr. Khairi - Best Tutor
Mr. Mhd Noor - Phonology inspiring lecturer
Dr. Baha - Superb Penyelaras Kursus PISMK

A very big thank you to all of you... for being an inspiring model to me... Now, as i will take that step into the field...i hope to the imprinting of good values with me... to be shared...and passed on to the future generation... God bless.. and May His love be on all of these individuals who have given more than what is expected.... Happy Teacher's Day.... :)

Size does Matter....

It can be very depressing sometimes being tall and largely built...
Just imagine walking along the glass windows of clothes shops... gazing at that super cool dress... but then pauses, to also gaze at the reflected image off the glass.. the reflected image is twice the size of the awesomely cool looking dress... then without thinking twice.. walks off in disappointment... its not that i'm not happy with the way i'm made.. but a girl needs to look good... and here i'm stuck with my jeans and shirt... besides clothes, looking for shoes is also a heck of a task... i need to at least spend RM50 to get a nice decent pair of shoes... cant wear heels...*unless i would like to bump my head on the door post... i sometimes wonder whether i was born in the right country... I wouldnt have a problem overseas.. wouldnt be the odd one out.. shopping would be a breeze for me... height wouldnt be awkwardness... who knows, i'd just end up wearing pj's my entire life... lolz....

My Current Favorite Songs...

"That's What You Get" by Paramore

No sir, well I don't wanna be the blame, not anymore.
It's your turn, so take a seat we're settling the final score.
And why do we like to hurt so much?

I can't decide
You have made it harder just to go on
And why, all the possibilities where I was wrong

That's what you get when you let your heart win, whoa.
That's what you get when you let your heart win, whoa.
I drowned out all my sense with the sound of its beating.
And that's what you get when you let your heart win, whoa.

I wonder, how am I supposed to feel when you're not here.
'Cause I burned every bridge I ever built when you were here.
I still try holding onto silly things, I never learn.
Oh why, all the possibilities I'm sure you've heard.

That's what you get when you let your heart win, whoa.
That's what you get when you let your heart win, whoa.
I drowned out all my sense with the sound of its beating (beating)
And that's what you get when you let your heart win, whoa.

Pain make your way to me, to me.
And I'll always be just so inviting.
If I ever start to think straight,
This heart will start a riot in me,
Let's start, start, hey!

Why do we like to hurt so much?
Oh why do we like to hurt so much?

That's what you get when you let your heart win!
Whoa.

That's what you get when you let your heart win, whoa.
That's what you get when you let your heart win, whoa.

Now I can't trust myself with anything but this,
And that's what you get when you let your heart win, whoa.

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"Misery Business" by Paramore

I'm in the business of misery,
Let's take it from the top.
She's got a body like an hourglass, it's ticking like a clock.
It's a matter of time before we all run out,
When I thought he was mine she caught him by the mouth.

I waited eight long months,
She finally set him free.
I told him I couldn't lie he was the only one for me.
Two weeks and we caught on fire,
She's got it out for me,
But I wear the biggest smile.

Whoa, I never meant to brag
But I got him where I want him now.
Whoa, it was never my intention to brag
To steal it all away from you now.
But God does it feel so good,
Cause I got him where I want him now.
And if you could then you know you would.
It's gonna just feel so...
It just feels so good.

Second chances they don't ever matter, people never change.
Once a whore you're nothing more, I'm sorry, that'll never change.
And about forgiveness, we're both supposed to have exchanged.
I'm sorry honey, but I passed it up, now look this way.
Well there's a million other girls who do it just like you.
Looking as innocent as possible to get to who,
They want and what they like it's easy if you do it right.
Well I refuse, I refuse, I refuse!

Whoa, I never meant to brag
But I got him where I want him now.
Whoa, it was never my intention to brag
To steal it all away from you now.
But God does it feel so good,
Cause I got him where I want him right now.
And if you could then you know you would.
It's gonna just feel so...
It just feels so good.

I watched his wildest dreams come true
Not one of them involving you
Just watch my wildest dreams come true
Not one of them involving...

Whoa, I never meant to brag
But I got him where I want him now.

Whoa, I never meant to brag
But I got him where I want him now.
Whoa, it was never my intention to brag
To steal it all away from you now.
But God does it feel so good,
Cause I got him where I want him now.
And if you could then you know you would.
It's gonna just feel so...
It just feels so good.
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Dan Sebenarnya by Yuna

Oh bulan
Enggan melayan diriku lagi
Pabila
Air mata membasahi pipi
Dan lagu-lagu di radio
Seolah olah memerli aku
Pabila
Kau bersama yang lain

(Chorus)

Adakah perasaan benci ini
Sebenarnya cinta
Yang masih
Bersemadi untukmu
Dan sebenarnya ku mengharapkan
Disebalik senyumanmu itu
Kau juga
Merindui aku

Ku enggan
Berpura-pura ku bahagia
Ku enggan
Melihat kau bersama si dia
Oh ku akui cemburu
Mula menular dalam diri
Pabila
Kau bersama yang lain

(ulang chorus)

Pabila kau merenung matanya
Ku rebah
Jatuh ke bumi
Disaat kau benar benar mahu pergi
Seperti ku bernafas dalam air

(ulang chorus)

Dan sebenarnya
Dan sebenarnya
Aku rindu
Dan sebenarnya
Dan sebenarnya
Aku tak mampu

Tanpa mu....
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Oh, Sizuka! by PopShuvit

INTRO

Tiada yang umpama kasih yang pertama
Ku luaskan indera merangkul adinda
Tiada yang sejati tiada yang seindah
Kasihmu ku bawa ke mana saja

VERSE

Di langit bumi kota Nagoya
Berputik cinta ku semula
Sekian lama ku kecewa
Hadirmu bagai lentera

Hampir layu ku separuh mati
Di belai ku kasihmu bersemi
Kau suntikku lalu kau bisik

Mata terpejamku celik
Semangat berputik
Kerna kau tak peduli
Trimaku sepenuh hati

Mata terpejamku celik
Semangat berputik
Kerana kau beri Mentari
Kembali Percaya diri

CHORUS

Oh Sizuka
Ku tunggumu
Na……
Oh Sizuka
Ku tunggu panggilanmu

VERSE

Oh sizuka konichiwa
Apa Khabarmu
Oh sizuka ku tak lupa
Ingatkah kamu
Oh sizuka Bila waktu
Lamaku tunggu
Oh sizuka Ku tunggu panggilanmu

OUTRO

Aishiteru sayang Sizuka
(Tunggu ku di sana)
Kisu shite mo-ii Sizuka
(selamanya)
Itsumo suki-dayo Sizuka
(Kita kan bersama)
Aishiteru sayang Sizuka
(Ke akhirnya)

I'm Back in the Game....

After exactly 4 years of not touching the basketball.... i did it.... Man!! did it feel good, reminds me so much of the gang back in old town Ipoh when basketball was the craze... i mean, we could just get to the court, the earlier the better... warm up a little and then "game on"... we played till we couldnt see the hoop anymore.. what a time... i missed that a lot.. Anyway, today's the 4th day i went to shoot hoops... but like tak puas.. time so short coz had to rush back before the azan..sigh... it quite a hold-back when you have to be considerate.. its like time its so limited.. besides that, today..woei chun & his friend vincent came to join us at the last minute.. didnt do much, just shoot hoops... we did manage to get a conversation going though... :)

A Sudden Attack of The Mind....

Exam is in a weeks time... Why must i recall everything done to hurt me at this time?? Shouldn't i be at least focused on my revision?? Dont ask me not to think too much isnt going to be a solution.... i know its there... Here's the thing, in the past 4 years with him, there were some moments of our arguements some harsh things were said... it hurt bad... i dont know whether i've totally forgotten about it... but must it pop up and show its ugly face at me at this present time?? argh.. everything seem so jumbled up now...i'm living in a box... In the corners of my mind, all i can question is, what am i fighting for?? am i still able to fight for love? to go on persevering and taking every single blow...

Gomenasai... thousand apologies....

Hey ppl....

Millions of apologies... i do admit i kinda suck as a blogger... maybe that's one of the other reasons why i have emotional stress sometimes... bottled up feelings... unable to speak out what i feel... besides that, guilt for not updating my closest friends on my life... Anyway, in conclusion.... i have to be back in business now.. Cheers to blogging.. :)

In Depth...

2008 flew by like Whoosh!!

Cant believe its my final year in college... all that whining and complaining bout finishing fast...

I mean its gonna be the real thing very very soon...I just dont feel ready laa... preparation to teach... i really hope to do a good job instead of justsitting down and complaining of how the education system in Malaysia sucks.... Problems are already there from the very start.... since merdeka... just that the goverment is too ignorant of the main issue.... their like putting make up on a pimple... doesnt really cure it... but just to conceal it... its funny how the ministers dont even send their kids to goverment school for crying out loud... and then have the cheek to mess it up... Not to mention... changing the syllabus like changing clothes...Hey, thats our money your using.... besides that... too many implementations to cope...well, enough bout that...the posting form... my mind's so jumbled thinking bout that part too... to many possiblities to be prepared for.... i want to be posted nearby home... its only fair that i do that anyway... i've been 5 and a half years away from home... I just wana be around my parents... my grandma.... but then its times when you're away from your comfort zone that you grow up... true...true... whatever's best.... i guess....

Oh... Bloody Hell....

Darn... what a great way to greet the new semester....Water shortage.... too many students and too little water...We've always had water problem once in a while... but this is way over....It lasted over one whole day and night... it seems the water pressure is to low to fill the tank in time for us all to use.... thank God we havent resulted to cat fighting to get water yet... Phew!! I mean... come on, our college has only enough for just the few of us trainees... then in comes an overload of 1000 students.... hmmm... now you ask me... who took up all the water??? Couldnt get a goodnight's sleep thinking bout whether the next day we will have water o not... or we'd have to wake up extra water to go water hunting.... the funny part is... my block is the port for everyone to come get their water...just imagine 3 blocks of students using one tank of water.... yea... over populated.... i even had to limit the amount of water i drink man.... gee... dahlah i drink like a camel.... cant wait for the new intakes to find outside accomodations....at least that would be one other problem to worry bout.... its kinda pityful to see 6 people sharing a room built for 2....i can actually picture their sleeping positions wei... haha... think of it... 6 people as tall as me in a room for 2... *shaking head... Physical torture.... hmmmm.....

For Men & Women....

Things guys should know bout us girls....

When a Girl is quiet ... millions of things are running in her mind.

When a Girl is not arguing ... she is thinking deeply.

When a Girl looks at u with eyes full of questions ... she is wondering...

...how long you will be around.

When a Girl answers ' I'm fine ' after a few seconds ... she is not at all fine.

When a Girl stares at you ... she is wondering why you are lying.

When a Girl lays on your chest ... she is wishing for you to be hers forever.

When a Girl wants to see you everyday... she wants to be pampered.

When a Girl says ' I love you ' ... she means it.

When a Girl says ' I miss you ' ... no one in this world can miss you more than that.


Looking for the right one??

Find a Guy .. who calls you beautiful instead of hot.

Who calls you back when you hang up on him.

Who will stay awake just to watch you sleep.

Wait for the guy who ... kisses your forehead.

Who wants to show you off to the world when you are in your sweats.

Who holds your hand in front of his friends.

Who is constantly reminding you of how much he cares about you

... and how lucky he is to have you.

Who turns to his friends and says, ' That's her!! '