xoxo delicately passionate xoxo

un:

ASSYADIKA JALIL

When I dream
I dream out my fears
Hoping that reality is near
So I can lure it to my lair
Then feed on my needs as need be

So when I dream
I dream about fighting the freezing cold with fire
I dream about aiming higher to grasp my desires
I dream of ways to inspire myself
By sweetly toiling out till I tire
Many a dream of mine are unwritten songs
To which I've known the words all along
Often I dream of places where I should belong

When I dream
I dream about the impossible
And how to enable it
Without the obvious obstacles
It’s only then I realize that a dream is capable
Of becoming true for either me or you
Yet the reality of it all is
Then a dream is no longer a dream!

deux:

JURAIMI JUMAT

Person with big heart and forgiving nature. he needs to check his temper tho. loving and compassionate at his best. someone you can rely on and have your back.

trois:

FAV POEMS.

sorrow can leave you spending in a frame
with so much gulit and pain
sorrow was taken as a game
but it's so much more than and emotion
it's a pain
love brings sorrow in the game
it's like a pain calling your name
sometimes that come and never goes away
sorrow is based on a fear
sorrow is a secret you hold near
sorrow can hurt based on if it's a fear
but thats basically why sorrow found you here
-mariah whitfield

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Freaky smoking smell....

Thursday, April 2, 2009 12:49 AM

This is freaky.

Im reading an online cerpen, heh.. yeah kental i noe, but i swear this one is interesting!!

(More on that later)

I just smelled a cigaratte kinda smell inside my room. Like, just near me or sumthynk? And the thing is, itz the second time todae. While I was bathing in the afternoon tadik, I noe I was alone at home, so I thot my mum da reached home when i smell niceee wedges frying.

So when I got out of the toilet, (at my parents', always have bathe there since little) i realise im still alone and that was just my imagination. And then i smelled it - like sumone was smoking beside me.

And just a few minutes ago, it happened agaen. Im getting scared!!

Im imagining some invisible person is beside me, lookng at what im doing while ~~smugly~~ ok, i din mean tt, u nvr noe, whether the thng is reading or not.. grr.. freaky. I mean, while smoking. Was a hangin' sentence just now.

Btw, about the cerpen... itz about this guy, who leads quite a similar life like hmm.. sumone i noe. Hahaha.. altho, more aggressive. And then blah3, he's attached with his girlfren.. whom he's totally in love with. Fast-forward... this guy went for a holliday, but hadter return back sooner than expected.

(altho this story has a reverse view on gender, heh)

And that night, coincidentally, he bumped onto his gf with another guy, exchanging intimate conversation. So start the fight, the aku-aku-kau-kau scenario, punching of the scum, and tt stuuupidddd grl, went on to defend the other guy.

Stupid righttt??!!!!

Before tt, her bf warned her tt was the last time she would ever see him agaen, which means he literally gave her another chance, coz sygkn dier sgt, and this grrr.. geram eh org2 camnie. This tk pandai grl, went to defend tt guy?!

So she melenting and told off her bf to basically f*** off.

This all happens more vividly la, at the cerpen writing. With scripts and all... And this guy was of course, heartbroken, (i alsmot type, brokenhearted, haha)..

And so he sat and sat at their 'spot'. Until one day, a grl, (alim grl) came and tegor him.. "Asslamualaikum..."
Mwahahah... i reallie dun hafter imitiate everythynk kn?!

And he got so stunned by her beauty. Her smile, so warm, even tho itz not the smile that he lusts after and so much missses (his gf) - im like almost direct translating eh! ahaha... he still find the smile alluring...

And so the story goes on... lum sempat bace abez. But I thnk itz very predeictable la. Just that the writing is nice.