tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-65260305258116260392024-02-22T15:31:17.872+08:00~small things inside~I fly solo for too many years, to get the strongest wings and survive in the cruel world.►içéq◄http://www.blogger.com/profile/06844984441381538117noreply@blogger.comBlogger420125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6526030525811626039.post-9145970034847555292013-12-11T23:58:00.000+08:002013-12-11T23:58:01.047+08:00First LoveFirst love.<br />
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For the past few years that I started to like the opposite gender in the serious term, I was wondering, did this person becomin my first love or this feeling was just an infatuation. Being heartbroken by the same guy within these 3 years had open my eyes, that this particular guy might be my first love. Someone that hardly to forget or ignored no matter how much heartache you got. </div>
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I had this thought that the harder you try to forget someone, the memory attached to you become more intense. So I decided, I wont try harder to forget, instead, I just ignore his existance. Ignored anything related to him, and must I say, it worked, even it's not 100%. Still, rather than nothing, wasn't?</div>
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But everytime, the name appeared, you could never avoid the ache, the pain. Three years still not enough for you to put everything behind. You thought you did, but without you realised there was 1% that left. Then you cried knowing, no matter what you did or avoided, you still love him. Yet, he will never care wanting you because he want someone else.</div>
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I will never deny, letting go is hard, the hardest I may say. It's like two choices lies in front of you. Hate him for not wanting you but still want to be friend, or, love him from afar by never being friend because being friend seems holding you back.</div>
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When one day you saw the name, and you are feelingless towards him, it's like a victory. You are able to move on, able to let go. Until a lady appear, a lady that became the reason behind each of your tears. The same lady that brought tears to him long ago. The heartache flow back. Only to realised that, letting go is not 100% completed, and you mad. Mad of yourself, and mad of them.</div>
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Madness that brought hatred in your heart. You want to hate, but you know hatred only will destroy you and your heart. You hate them, but nothing can change. Hatred is the proof, the fact that you yourself is still in the past, hold you back from letting go.</div>
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Knowing that, hating them by yourself will never be enough, because you can never leave that guy in ignorance. Madness that create some stupid ideas. Let them hate you. And they shall never return to you.</div>
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And that what I did. Stop hating, but the price? They hate you in return. And you bear the sin. </div>
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Is this first love baby? Because my heart say so.</div>
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'You' are right about we should never known each other. But I will never regret knowing 'you' and fell in love. 'You' are a lesson I'd learnt, how could I regret all these. I'm only regretting that everything had to be in this way, a way that can leave peace to 'you', 'her' and me. =') </div>
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►içéq◄http://www.blogger.com/profile/06844984441381538117noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6526030525811626039.post-5102988084514156792013-12-10T15:17:00.000+08:002013-12-11T13:54:58.388+08:00Maksud mimpi<br />
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Sejak balik dari bercuti minggu lepas, terasa sangat malas nak bekerja dan buat kerja. Its like, the mood was dragged away.</div>
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Oh ya, sambil buat kerja sambil dengar radio Hotfm. They talked about mimpi & hot5 pun pasal mimpi.</div>
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It reminises me about my dream past few years. Haha. Nah bagi korg baca balik mimpi apa yang aku maksudkan., <a href="http://iceq1802.blogspot.com/2011/12/sequel-mimpi-aku-korang-pernah.html">[click here]</a> Bila baca balik pasal mimpi tu, the description kinda suit the TRW guy I knew.<br />
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Tiba tiba terfikir, apa maksud disebalik mimpi ni. Dulu pernah mimpi my 1st love's ex datang pujuk dia untuk bercinta balik. 3x. And now, its come true.</div>
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K la, gtg. Buat kerja, lunch hour pun dah lama berlalu. Daaaaa</div>
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It might look as the worst decision ever. But I couldnt let the hatred to nested in my heart forever.</div>
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Its been three years passed. And the tears still rolling whenever the same matter come across.</div>
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I sincerely wanna say sorry. But I ended up saying stupid things again. In which I regretted those things mentioned.</div>
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Life would be easy if we let go. I tried hard, and I dont know why it never been easy. Perhaps hating me will ease this because hating only you is not enough.</div>
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Every lil time, I put aside that stupid ego. Every lil time, I still wish.<br />
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Hati inginkan yang itu. Mungkinkah ada jodoh ke situ? Mungkinkah ada rezeki mencapai itu?</div>
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God bless us. Be grateful for who we are, be thankful for what God create us. :)</div>
►içéq◄http://www.blogger.com/profile/06844984441381538117noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6526030525811626039.post-77442964274965803922013-10-13T12:38:00.000+08:002013-10-13T12:40:32.326+08:00Aku nak anak anak macam ni<div style="text-align: justify;">
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Pagi ni, bangun tidur. Dan teringatkan Ashley, our youngest lil princess back at home. My sis said, she's starting to becoming a garang girl. Haha. Bahaya ni broo, aku takut dengan budak yang garang. Toing toing toing.</div>
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So, bangun teringatkan Ashley, terus membuatkan aku terfikir. Kan orang kata, emosi kita, tingkahlaku kita masa pregant, akan mempengaruhi personaliti anak kita.</div>
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Terus aku berharap, nanti masa pregnant, aku kena kawal emosi aku, kena belajar banyak banyak bersabar, kena disiplinkan hati supaya rajin selalu, kena selalu fikir positif, banyakkan senyum, jangan marah marah.</div>
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Sebab aku nak anak aku jangan jadi macam certain kids yang kurang ajar. Walaupun aku tak yakin, aku boleh berubah macam kat atas ni, tapi aku akan berusaha ! Kalau perlu berkorban, aku akan buat ! Aku akan pastikan anak anak aku ada nilai moral yang sepatutnya seorang manusia ada. =')</div>
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So, bakal suami yang belum timbul timbul, mohon anda pun menyumbang yang sepatutnya untuk perkara di atas menjadi kenyataan. ^^,</div>
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►içéq◄http://www.blogger.com/profile/06844984441381538117noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6526030525811626039.post-51557624392419634072013-10-10T22:51:00.003+08:002013-10-10T22:51:43.431+08:00Someone new.. Maybe?<div>
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Someone texting early in the morning , "Hai..ini iceq ke?"</div>
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Hari ni Jumaat kan (baca: seawal entry ini dicipta), so semalam Khamis lah. Kisahnya semalam, aku bengang woooo. Clerk aku tak mau buat kerja aku bagi !</div>
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Kisahnya lagi, bermula Isnin depan, dia cuti seminggu. Document aku bagi kat dia untuk intimation aka register ada 107 yang aku kira lah. Aku bagi dari 20/8/2013, last bagi tak salah 30/8/2013 macam tu. Kiranya dah 2 minggu la kan dia simpan. Sedangkan semua tu sepatutnya di-register, di-open file dan diserahkan pada aku dalam tempoh 7 hari bekerja. So, aku boleh la proses dan proceed mana yang patut.</div>
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Kau (baca: clerk aku tu) nak cuti seminggu. Kerja aku bagi yang pending, dah 2minggu. Total dah 3minggu pending. Lepas tu, aku cakap baik baik, "Nanti you naik dari cuti, minggu tu I nak you siapkan semua tu ea, sebab I nak bagi payment pula". Almaklum la, pagi tu dia cakap kat aku "Esok (Jumaat) jangan bagi I kerja ea, I tak nak kerja banyak banyak esk". Ouch ! You know what she said to me after I told her to settle her job after her return?</div>
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Her, "I tak janji la Lyne, I rasa tak sempat (buat lepas balik dari cuti)"</div>
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Aku, "I nak you buat, nanti kalau bos tahu, bos marah tau, in the future mana kita tahu kalau bos dah tahu"</div>
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Aku, "Hurm, you buat la mana you sempat, I tahu you boleh buat"</div>
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Her, "I tak boleh la Lyne, kalau you rasa macam tu, ikut you la, tapi I tak janji".</div>
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Lepas tu dia belah dari meja aku. Sel otak aku terus menjana macam macam benda. Bengang? Marah? Sakit hati? Yeah bebeh, semua tu aku tengah rasa.</div>
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So, aku pun pergi la mengadu dekat beberapa orang termasuk la ex staff yang pass aku portfolio aku ni. At the same time, dorg bagi pandangan so aku nampak la jalan apa aku patut buat dengan clerk aku ni.</div>
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Dorg semua marah. Sebab apa yang jadi, tak sepatutnya jadi. Tapi partially memang ada salah aku. Sebab aku bagi muka sangat. Pastu aku tak sepatutnya biarkan issue ni berlanjutan. Tapi aku biarkan. Macam barah la. Makin kau biar, makin memakan badan, ye dak. In this case, the person aku bagi muka, makan aku balik.</div>
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So, 1 of my colleague bagi cadangan, "Lyne bagi je note besar besar 'Intimate by today!!', sekali dengan documents atas meja dia, lepas tu jangan kawan dia". Maksud jangan kawan tu, jangan borak la sebenarnya. Sebab aku selalu borak dengan clerk aku ni. Bila dah selalu borak, dia layan kita macam kawan, lepas tu kerja kita pun dia buat macam kawan juga la. Itu yang selamba badak tak nak buat.</div>
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Masa aku nak balik, aku tengok meja dia, sebab aku tak nampak file bertimbun, file aku la maksud aku. Rupanya dia tak open file, dia intimate je. Dasar sungguh. Aku dah cakap aku nak proceed for payment, boleh pula dia main tinggal je. Oh ya, note besau tu aku cakap "Pls register by today. Need to procced for payment.", sebab aku tak sampai hati pula nak cakap kasar kasar. So aku tulis la ala ala neutral gitu. Sekali, hambik kau, dia intimate sajo, file tak buka. Pffft</div>
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Bila bos strict dengan orang bawah dia, sebenarnya bersebab. Dan ya, aku baru sedar benda tu sekarang. Come on, aku kerja pun tak sampai lagi setahun. Baru genap setahun 2 bulan aku meninggalkan dunia belajar. Tu pun tak setahun lagi graduate dari zaman muda remaja universiti. Banyak lagi benda aku kena belajar. Dan terus terang, what happened here is actually 1 thing yang melekat sebagai pengalaman bekerja. </div>
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So, ayuh la kita berharap, lepas ni Sadeline jangan bangang melantun lantun ya baik sangat dengan clerk awak tu. Jangan bagi dia makan awak kali kedua. Kang dari kurus kecil tu, terus tinggal sumsum tulang je, sebab tulang pun dia makan sampai habis jugak.</div>
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Minggu ni memang minggu panas. Tambah pula lampu ruang tamu ni semua dah jadi lampu disco. Berkelip kelip je, so aku buka lampu dapur je untuk menerangi segenap rumah ni. Pagi tadi pula, BGP kena clamp., maybe sebab tarik handbrake, pssst aku buat double parking. Rasa bersalah. Tapi pada masa yang sama, aku hairan, macam mana kereta aku block tu keluar. Sebab masa aku tengok pagi tadi, kotak parking aku block tu dah kosong. Towing? Aku pun naik balik ambil kunci kereta, plan balik dari kerja nak suruh release kereta (tak buat pun petang tadi), sampai kat gate apartment, baru perasan tag kerja pula tertinggal. Terpaksa patah balik. Aku rasa nak muntah dah, sebab kalau penat mengejut, aku ada tendency nak muntah. Masuk ofis pun lambat 15 minit hari ni. </div>
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Ini gambar tahun 2011. Tahun kegemilangan menggilai nasi kerabu. Kak Syima la yang introduced nasi kerabu makcik ni dulu. Lauk aku ambil semua sama; daging bakar & telur masin, sambal tak mahu. Sambal makcik ni pedas, jadi aku selalu request tak mau sambal. Budu ok. Sebab budu sikit, tak ada rasa sangat.</div>
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So, today 18.07.2013 is my follow-up appointment at KPJ Kuching. My sister and I just got into her car when I received this one unknown call. Since the code was 082-******, I first thought it was the hospital, so I picked up. Apparently, it wasn't. It was the florist, and he said "Nak hantar bunga, ada di rumah?".</div>
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She was my classmate when we were degree students. It was a SURPRISE ! Because I never expected her to actually give me something like this. Come on. I am here at Sarawak, she's at Perak. Even a boyfriend didn't do this. Oh ya, the second name is her fiance. That's my papa. And I call her Mama. Ha ha.</div>
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I actually didn't tell anyone about my hospitalisation, except few. But one day, she whatapps-ed me asking things. If you remember the status I was up to around last week in my FB, "<span style="background-color: white; color: #37404e; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;">Hard to keep the secret when the questions come from former forensic classmates. Because you know, they know much about your pain that you try to hide.</span>", I was referring her. She was one of those who saw who I was the past 4 years. I never thought they ever knew I was crying during the classes, until one of them saying, "Lyne, ktorg tau".='(</div>
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Relationshp. Quite some times isn't did not talk about this so called serious thingy. Ting tong.</div>
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Whenever any relationship went to Dumpster, it took me maybe a month (?), or two (?) to re-think and re-flash. And the old relationship, never never never pick it back. Picking it back might make you happy, but in the end, you'll regret everything.</div>
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And to think of everything again, there is a big point, any one of us will have to take one huge break and rest. And stop thinking. Here, I make the thinking. I should stop having all the nonsense crappy relationship. I promised myself I will enjoy my life-which-gonna-full-of-money to the fullest. But hey ! What I'm doing?? Being sober about a guy who never appreciate me?? Pfffft ! </div>
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I should put the working life ahead, right? We are no longer the teenages who read books, or went to movie when there's new movie comes out. Or stay late at night, watching RunningMan non-stop. We are grownups. </div>
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We shouldn't put relationship ahead. Unless you're married. Another story. But this lovey dovey things, I hate them. </div>
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Continued... I hope there's a continuity.. Have a good day peeps !</div>
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►içéq◄http://www.blogger.com/profile/06844984441381538117noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6526030525811626039.post-41100564904452384222013-07-04T23:45:00.002+08:002013-07-04T23:45:35.362+08:00Cry at the workplace, who did that?<div style="text-align: justify;">
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I was crying at the office today. Being sensitive all of sudden. But I'm glad, the one problem occured is settled. Thanks to my dearest boss aka manager for arranging the thing for me. I'm touched. ='(</div>
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The problem was, I cried when everyone was busy for this birthday and employee of the month event ! People eating and my tears kept on floating on my eyes. Urgh. Until this one beautiful medical staff appraoched me and started to talk bout that 'thing', I guess the empangan is cracking up. Phew.</div>
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Just hope everything turn smooth and good news following ahead. </div>
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►içéq◄http://www.blogger.com/profile/06844984441381538117noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6526030525811626039.post-25045189397518256422013-07-02T22:36:00.001+08:002013-07-02T22:36:16.212+08:00Mistakes, People do that.<div style="text-align: justify;">
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Psssst. I love you babe. Still love you. *wink*</div>
►içéq◄http://www.blogger.com/profile/06844984441381538117noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6526030525811626039.post-68351909348674079172013-06-28T18:36:00.001+08:002013-06-29T11:08:17.535+08:00Don't look back with regret.<div style="text-align: justify;">
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I was writing this one thing. Then I erase them. Cause I was thinking, talking bout useless past is definitely useless. Held your head high, and walk with pride.</div>
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I miss someone deeply. I wish I have this Doraemon pocket and use his magic door so I can stand in front of him. Then, I will travel again and hug her, her and her. Ouch ! I miss my Ashley !</div>
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I hope I can go back next week. Crossing my fingers tightly ! Cause MAS is offering RM2 for the seat !!! </div>
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And let me share a thing with you guys. My dearest bestfriend, the only male bestfriend I ever have will have his posting at Sarawak, my home state. Which area, still unknown, but I wechat him said, "Minta minta awak dapat pedalaman yang tak ada internet dan line hp. Padan muka. Hahaha". </div>
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Tomorrow is final FA Cup between JDT and TRW. *Hope I spell everything right* Please take care of yourself while watching the live match. </div>
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►içéq◄http://www.blogger.com/profile/06844984441381538117noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6526030525811626039.post-68903376029917647652013-06-27T21:28:00.003+08:002013-06-29T01:48:05.366+08:00Why bother fixing the broken mirror?<div style="text-align: justify;">
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Well. Life never been easy to know.</div>
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Awak sememangnya tak seindah yang pertama <i>(read: budak yang tinggalkan aku macam sampah)</i>, kerana keindahan awak berganda dari dia. Untuk itu, saya sayang awak lebih !<br />
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My day today started with a nice mood. Even the haze is getting worse. And worsen by evening. Went to work, with tonnes of files and documents, I still can manage to handle that you know. But when outsider seems to think they have the power on us and push us to do the work, that is never looked cool ok. </div>
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My bos came to my workstation. And she asked, "How? What else you're waiting for?". I just giggled. Well bos, tonnes of works and I'm kinda malas. But I'l make sure to have a date with the doctor by tomorrow.</div>
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And you babe, would like to hear few words from yours. I might say I don't wanna hear them, but deep inside, I'm dying. LOL-ing me please. TQ.</div>
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Then, when you rebalance the trust and the jealousy, it creates harmony. Harmony of the relationship. Sounds sweet aite? Good to agree.</div>
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I have bad relationship because I'm freaky jealous of my own partner. But, after years, I did evolved. Being with 'him', I change the jealousy into trust. It takes me some effort but I did. Then the problem came. Evolution can never be easy if your man never support you. Trust me. So dear gentleman, please support your lady.</div>
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People might told you, "Berubahlah awak". Told you once or told you twice. CHANGE, CHANGE & CHANGE.</div>
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I just wish you're there helping me to change. But nahh, guess you're just too busy by your own. Might had thought, what's the point of holding on, if your love one never be there to help you to stand? Or atleast support you so the change you want to do will be easier.</div>
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►içéq◄http://www.blogger.com/profile/06844984441381538117noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6526030525811626039.post-17702047220408604892013-03-31T14:35:00.000+08:002013-03-31T14:35:37.764+08:00Bored you.<div style="text-align: justify;">
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Long time ago, so called 'gentlemen' complaint of my life. Katanya, "Sampai mati aku takkan lupa sal orang desperate dengan pet, blablabla". Oh, terima kasih la sebab ingat aku sampai mati. Terharu <i>(?)</i></div>
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Then, dia cakap lagi, "Sian, obese gila dengan pet, lonely gile sampai mati". Eh? <i>HA HA HA HA HA HA</i></div>
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Oh, ada lagi dia cakap. "Obses dgn binatang smpai xdpt nk enjoy kehidupan sebenar. Lama sgt lonely agk nya."</div>
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Well, atleast me being lonely, I dont go playing around with somebody's heart then enjoying my life by breaking theirs . You most probably getting bored with your own life that you messed up with mine. I mean, whatis it that the talk bout my cat can ever intrude your life? My cat is definitely never fuck with your life right?</div>
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You can just unfollow my twitter or unfriend my fb. The power is within your hand to press the button. Or you just want me to press it? I AM MORE THAN PLEASED TO DO SO. Thanks alot for the<i> 'compliment'</i>.</div>
►içéq◄http://www.blogger.com/profile/06844984441381538117noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6526030525811626039.post-49673711850584936262013-03-20T19:56:00.006+08:002013-03-20T19:56:59.409+08:00Regret<div style="text-align: justify;">
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There is one single thing that I regret each day I'm breathing. With the wonder will God forgive me ever. Yet, I still linger around it whenever the chance comes.</div>
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Sin.</div>
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Dosa.</div>
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Siapa yang tak pernah berdosa? *bunyi macam lirik lagu* Sesuatu yang berat untuk diperkatakan. But don't ever stop seeking forgiveness and repent. </div>
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Give me strong heart to chase away the evil desire. Give me high patient to face the trial. </div>
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Tanpa sedar, aku dah gagal dalam setiap ujian yang Dia bagi. </div>
►içéq◄http://www.blogger.com/profile/06844984441381538117noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6526030525811626039.post-36113983291686848962013-03-16T02:54:00.003+08:002013-03-16T02:54:44.736+08:00Stay away<br />
Just please let me live my life in peace. I hate knowing your life progress coincidently. And never appear upon me ever, will ya?<br />
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Just stay away forever !►içéq◄http://www.blogger.com/profile/06844984441381538117noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6526030525811626039.post-89605993330226792762013-03-13T21:48:00.003+08:002013-03-13T21:54:29.940+08:00Today is a hard day<div style="text-align: justify;">
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Dalam minggu ni, asal balik dari kerja, sampai rumah, jam mencecah 6, mesti rasa nak menyahtinja. Nak kata diarrhea, tak ada pula perut ni memulas mulas. Hurmm</div>
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Dan setiap kali masuk ke tandas, mula la otak berputar putar menyulam idea. Fikir ini, fikir itu, fikir awak, eh. Selangkah keluar dari tandas, poof ! hilang lah semua idea yang disimpul simpul.</div>
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Today was a hard day. Semua benda pun nak urgent. And ya, some of the delays were my fault. Lambat nak attend, padahnya marketing kejar, client kejar. Nasib baik tak kejar sampai ke toilet ye dak, aih</div>
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Hari yang sama ini juga, kena bebel dengan one of my colleague. So my mood was down. Terbang membelah awan. Then few colleagues asked kenapa aku senyap je. Mood tara ma, kerja pula main kejar kejar. Nak mengadu pun, mengadu dalam tetttt je mampu, kalau nak mengadu dengan manusia, haram jee</div>
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Pelik. Selama ni aku banyak mulut ke dalam ofis? Aku pendiam kot. LOL.</div>
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Today is definitely not my day. My heart desires to meet someone. But my smart brain yell at me "He left, why bother chasing??!". Ok, I'm following my brain. My heart is acting stupid now. Don't listen to her !</div>
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Dah la lidah sakit, ada luka and it's hurtttttttt T_T</div>
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Dalam minggu yang sama ini jugak kan, asyik lapar tau. Please don't tell me my saka is back to my stomach. LOL. Remembered old days. The pegawai at my practical agency said we bela saka because we're eating too much and still complaining of hunger.</div>
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Talk bout hungry. Terasa nak makan kat luar. Tapi tak tahu nak ajak siapa. Orang terdekat yang harus diajak adalah dia yang selalu balik lewat dari kerja. Sampai Sunway pun dah pukul 9. Jam 9 bermakna mata aku dah tinggal suku nak buka. (Konon je tinggal suku buka, tapi bukannya reti nak tidur awal pun, blergh !)</div>
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Dalam banyak kawan rapat aku, dia yang paling dekat dan paling penting, kenapa dia asyik balik lewat?? I am sadddddddd.</div>
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Today is definitely a hard day for me..</div>
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Who knows past two weeks, my life is in a miserable state but today, i never wake up without a smile. Last night, I slept quite early, but this morning I was sooooo didn't want to awake. Weird.</div>
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<b>"First cut is the deepest"</b></div>
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Lyric from a song. But I can't recall the song title. Go googling by yourself please. Heh. It's true if people said, the very first cut is the deepest. When it comes to second, third and onwards, the cut is like an ant bite.</div>
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My first cut, had dragged my body weight from 35kg to 31kg. Reduced by 4kg in total. Surprise? You should. That's why I hate the most him who broke my heart that turned out to be my first cut culprit. He gave me this very drastic changes. Not just my body weight, but my total life. </div>
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Ok, don't drop your jaw when you read my weight used to be 31kg ok ! Or knowing that my weight was originally 35kg. Dush you !</div>
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<b>"Fall in love when your are ready, not when you're lonely"</b></div>
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For the last two weeks, I've been in a blank dillema. Should I holding on or moving on? If you're thinking I still stick to the first one, aip ! You are wrong. I moved on. But meeting someone new had turned to be the same. So, decided. I let go this second one. Why bother staying if it's just you fighting for it? Maybe I'm not ready for this kind of relationship. I'm bad in it, trust me, I am really bad.</div>
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<b>"I won't be choosing the past, I am choosing the present, I choose you"</b></div>
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But apparently, you are choosing another. Ok, I lied. I don't know if 'he' is choosing another. Well, my hobby is making stupid assumption after all. Blergh.</div>
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For me, past is past, let it remains such. Why bother picking up old stuff, old memories when you have another choice of making a new one. New one might better, might greater. People said, why bother reading the same book over again? You already know the story line. Bored.</div>
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So, I hope any past memories, please don't come back. You are not welcomed. </div>
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Talking bout 'past'. Or ex-partner precisely. My love asked me, "Macam mana kalau ex aku masuk meminang?" and blablabla in her text to me a moment ago. So I replied her, "Kau mungkin akan jilat ludah kau balik, tapi better dari tunggu benda tak pasti". </div>
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Yep, I answered her that. Even I don't really encourage, and I really mean it I hate the one that come back to his/her past, it's not us (read: outsider) to decide their happiness. If past is what you seek the most, of course you can give it another try. You know, people can say whatever and that people include me. But it's you yourself that determine what the best for you to carry on.</div>
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Well, if present sucks, you should sometimes turn your head to the back and take a short glance. Might be what lied at the back is the turning point of your happiness. Only God knows.</div>
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But still, for me, you should explore the future FIRST. Don't keep the past bothering you and keep you imprison. That is more sucker than cleaning your pet's toilet.</div>
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My first cut used to be a reason I scared to fall asleep. The feeling is rather awkward and confusing When you close your eyes at the night, unknown shadow chasing you. When you open you eyes in the morning, the silent loneliness hug you tightly that you can't breath. Feel want to cry, but the tears refuse to take the flow out.</div>
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But now, hey, I'm normal. Heart broken can be a piece of cake if you don't give a damn. But to trust again, allow me to think about it 100 times first. Perhaps that's the reason why the second cut didn't leave a scar. I don't trust and I don't give a damn when he left.</div>
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Look forward babe ! Don't stay in the 'past' prison. You should free yourself !</div>
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