Thursday, May 21, 2009 | 6:40 PM | 0 Comments

its raining, and im so chirpy.






my fat boy aka little bro aka Aziz is down with FEVER! haiz


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    | 6:31 PM | 0 Comments

To Ai Li, Vicki, Shila, Eezah, & all those i noe for 3 years


My friends are so very dear to me,
Through the good and bad they've been there,
Laughter or tears we've been through it all,
But no matter what they stood by me,
Sharing in my joy, or lending a shoulder to cry on.
Building memories that will last a life time.
The fun times and laughter that we have shared
Are happy memories that will always be there.
When I was sad, they have always cheered me up.
My friends are true friends, not just passing by,
But will be there through out the years.
I can't think of more perfect friends,
To share my goals and dreams with.
Because my Forever Friends
Are the only ones I will ever need,
I don't know if they can tell
Just how much they mean to me.
How important their friendship is,
And how much I care,
For they are what true friendship is about.
They're there when I need them, And I love them all.

3 years came and left..
its a big wide world out there.
choose ur life properly.
there aint any lecturers or supervisors to supervise u..
u're on ur own now..

frens are always there.. dun hesitate to count on us.
im sure im gonna miss u..
Life has been fun for 3 yrs. nw is time to be serious.


I could write for hours, Use the finest words in dictionary, Fill pages upon pages with verse -Only two words are needed, Two words are everything I want to say:

Thank you.

Two words, two syllables. So tiny,In these words I say so many things -

You are very special, Holding my hand when the world is too much, Hugging me when I can not bear life:

Thank you.

I have shown you my heart of hearts, The person inside I am afraid to reveal. Your sweet words and sweet face, Bringing me back from the edge, All I can do is . . .

Thank you.


TrappedButterfly



 On The Wings of A Butterfly
    | 6:29 PM | 0 Comments

To Zakiyah...


Your friendship is special
Like the flowers that bloom,
Or when a butterfly emerges
From within its cocoon...
You remind me of that butterfly,
Loving and free,
Bright and colorful,
For the world to see...
We will share sunshine and rainbows;
Sometimes, the rain and the snow;
We'll stand together through it,
While the cold winds blow...
When the time is right,
We won't stop to ask "Why?"
Our friendship will take flight
On the wings of a butterfly ...


TrappedButterfly



 
    | 6:11 PM | 0 Comments

tdy's our mthly anniversary.. though, we aint together anymore but its the same day which i noe him..

so noooooooo excuses for not wishing me.. dun eer 4get me or i'll kill u!

this is wad i smsed him.. and he replied, hw can i 4get u la...

etc etc etc.

and he said, he loves me so much n stuffs..

its been looooooooong, ok a mth, since we separated and he said tt.. was so happy.. and frm morning, hes been calling n being extra nice n caring..

not to say hes not nice n caring, but tdy extra sia..

lol..

gundu fella.


aft yday night, tts the 1st time in a mth i cried, jus for u..

read back the smses i sent n u sent,
and i teared..

and in reply, u send me a sweet, touching sms..
"hw am i to 4get u.. u're the best gal and my special fren.. den onli other frenz and future wife"
i teared more..

while i was replying, u sent me another sms saying,
u love me so much even till nw.. cos of ur mom, ur life is changed..
and u even put muackz..

hw cld i ever explain to u hw i felt.. oh wait..

do i hv to? u're the onli one who can read me without looking at me..

haiz..

tt night, i cried.
i noe u did too.....




not even once i regretted knowing u :)


TrappedButterfly



 
    | 6:10 PM | 0 Comments

Laptop is with the Boyy.. so, i cant upload the pics taken in grad and the temp work.


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    | 6:06 PM | 0 Comments

finally a blog tts not dark!
i can post in BLACK! yay!
lol!!


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    | 6:05 PM | 0 Comments

Hasn't anybody told you, don't judge a book, by the cover? Well I'm the one that you picked up, and never read. Or else you heard and you listened, to what you thought that I said. don't be fooled by your own stupidity, but most of all, you don't fool me. Innocence,naiveness and the freedom to be weak, is my strength. A stubborn streak mixed with a need to be held. But not held up, comforted,yet never comfortable. I will very happily give you, whatever you need. Just don't ask me, or even tell me what you think that I need.



I want to be loved, anyway.


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