Hop along

Against the dark night
If the cut is that deep
Maybe because it is scary?
Maybe because of the pride?
The man-made excuses?
Throw something over the edges
And run for it
Hop along
Too vulnerable from the truth.
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With you

The best and the worst relationship.
Even after all this time.

The reason I gave up upon feelings.

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Night out

The view in Southbank at night still made me smile. Never fail.

A little girl found running
To the place the hush hush came in
Though the promised never come
But the heart seek no harm
Slowly, withdrawing
From the entangled form within
And the girl stop running

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I need to always check.
Just because
I forgot.

We are so busy growing up,
We often forget that our parents are growing old.

I love you, mom and dad.
From the bottom of my heart.

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Big Day for you..

You stood with me every time I snapped.
You gave me everything of yours when I demanded
You took the white flag whenever we fought, alright
You let me get my own way anyhow you may, you will try..

You are the oldest friend that I have.
One I never need to find,
You will always be there.
And for that I can never forget.
With lots of love, you made me who I am today

I may give you presents in years to come,
but it can never be enough compared
to the present that you already are
to me.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY, angah.

Love, along.

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secret admirer

A little birdie sent me a tweet,
Wishing me happiness every single morning
How I mean to send it back and see
From where the little birdie came
Just to be woken up by hurtful ringing- oh
Reality hits.

Forgiven not forgotten

Always forgive,
But never forget
Learn from mistake,
But never regret.

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For a piece of paper

After all the hard work
For all the time spent away from home
For all the tears finishing whatever needed

I am now graduated

Thank you Allah
Thank you to all

Congratulation Izzy, you deserve this.
=)

Yes, maybe?

Yes.
Or no.
Maybe I am not
Only for that day
Been waiting
On the corner of the living
You found me- No?
Where were you?
Come just a little closer
Will you?

Love.

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Thank you Allah

For granting my wish.
Alhamdulillah....

system breakdown.

O God, I know that this is a test for you to me,
but for this, I beg to my knee.
Give me strength
Give me faith
Give me the chance I so long waited.

O God.
Grant me the wish
to give this heart
a little bit of ease.

Pray for my best.

Congratulation on your hard-worked degree.

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Veracity is...?

People tend to not recall

That friendship are not made of deceit

Lots of good hearsay,

Holding to the genuineness?

Or hiding from it altogether?

But after the entire stereo

Of sugar-coating lexis and

merely honesty

Now discern the reality

the hurt of shrewd

the spiteful words.

Sometimes we search for one thing but discover another.

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Mistake

Here is a thing about mistakes:

Sometimes when you know that it is a mistake, you have to make it anyway. Just to prove that it is a mistake. Or else we can never know that the mistake is a mistake. We will live without knowing that a mistake is a mistake because we mistakenly not doing the mistake.

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Sugarbutterbread

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Tiny nevertheless certain

Small little amend

Big enough? But plain-

Too plain.

Enough, as you ordered

From the menu

Thus far, will that do?

Plain-

Is forever good

In no way impede

From be visible to you

However indeed

In a way complete

The raison d'être

To be too in bliss

Hitherto wanting

More than plainly this.

Exactly. 

Because 'sky is the limit'

Really?

Wooden heart or steel?

My heart is hurting now. I googled for reasons. You know, maybe I ate something that will cause this pain. But, instead, I came across an old song I always remember. A song I cherish a lot.

Picture taken from here

Can't you see

I love you

Please don't break my heart in two

That's not hard to do

Cause I don't have a wooden heart

And if you say goodbye

Then I know that I would cry

Maybe I would die

Cause I don't have a wooden heart

There's no strings upon this love of mine

It was always you from the start

Treat me nice

Treat me good

Treat me like you really should

Cause I'm not made of wood

And I don't have a wooden heart

This song is called Wooden Heart (Elvis Presley). You see, I always choose to believe that I can make my own kind of love story. You know, the -not-so-common ones. But I ended up stuck in the cliche patterns. Boring. Maybe I should start to educate myself to good music. The ones that will made me NOT think about this song (that since just now stuck forever in my head with mental image of elvis presley and the dool).

Things are quiet lately. Too quiet to be precise. Nothing much happened. Not so full with drama(s) except few panic attacks when exam and assignments take the toll on us. At the very least, I am glad that the busyness take my minds off whatever I am burdened with.

The hunt for baju melayu at Jalan TAR. 

Met Jeremy (my ex-housmate's son) during his vacation trip here and we talked about things in Malaysia and Australia. We also made lots of discussion about life, cultures and love. Topics got wider by the time I asked about commitment in life. He playfully agreed on life with commitment is hard, it was way more fun without one. Now that I think about it again, I guess it really is. No expectation, no hard feelings, not much  no tears, no headache. After all, I think I have still lots to catch up in life. He told me how he loves adventures and been trying lots since little. Always want to try so many new things in life, so I know I must use every possible chance, be opportunist. Will do. Thanx Jez. I am glad you enjoyed our tour (haha!) and Malaysia. See you when I see you later. Cheers, mate.

Did lots of reading lately. All the exam topics are not good for my health. They made me think too much over issues like 'Dasar-dasar kerajaan' and 'Perintah Am' but somehow lots of thinking of those made me realize that I also need to play my role as a good citizen. We will start with... err.. any suggestion?

the <3of  housemates (pic courtesy of Aliaa Zawani)

the cake during QUT farewell (pic courtesy of Erma Heldayu)

The real rafewell is nearing. No, it is already here. I hate goodbyes. Friends are always my best resort when I started to think unnecessary things.

I guess somehow I am still not over this.This small tiny little thing.

Recovering.

Alhamdulillah.
KISSM, you made my life a living hell for a moment.
But now that you are gone, I believe I am going to miss you.

Love,
One who went out early during exam

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Emotionally disturbed over things I cannot understand- Nothing.

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Nice music ambience after another. Who can resist the excitement?
Thanks sis for the treat!

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A treat.

Thank you God.

Got to know my result, and I am so so glad, i never expected it (looking at my results all these while). So I took a trip for my own kind of celebration. A slow walk enjoying day, followed by a nice dinner with lovely people from Aussieland. Then now treating myself to good liveband alone at bb. With a cup of hot lemonade, what can go wrong?

I thank You, God. For giving me reasons to smile today.

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Change

We dont like it-
We fear it.

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Soul is no gift

Do you have anyone that when you try to contact them, your heart will be very badly heavy and big lump in throat that hurt do much? You ended up not typing anything at all. Sometimes it is important (at least to you) but then you let it go. Then that someone contacted you, which makes you heart almost stop. But then ignored again after that. Why?

When you can hear the whimper of the wind. Of soul that is soulless.

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111111

I wish nothing but the best for you...

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Vertigo

For those whose goal is 'something higher' must expect some day to suffer vertigo.

The voice of the emptiness below everything else.

Afraid much? Run.

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Secret Garden

A place where you can do your worst.
Be yourself.

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Eid-ul Adha

Celebrate it with all the happiness you can get.
For all the love and care I got, I thank you Allah.

Merdu suara takbir..

What fix?

There are no quick fix that heals fast, especially not by trying to talk it out. No, you have no idea what to talk, where to start, how to fit everything into one simple story line. Because there is none. The only solution that you can think of is to lessen the heartache. Forget the revenge, will bring you to nowhere. Give up the hope, will be utterly hopeless and at some point, you will realize that you are just wasting your time. Stop everything you are doing. Stop every picture viewing, history chat/msgs reading, checking every single time for new updates about them. Be generous. Be better than being stupid. No, do not forget, because that is how you learned your lesson. Just stop wasting the tears they dont deserve. Start with letting yourself go. Give yourself some love. Smile more, and just keep on smile. Even when you cannot cheat yourself, you might as well let others around you feel relief. If you can, find new people to hang out with, even though in my case I am more comfortable do lots of things on my own. No, watching movies alone are not pathetic. Eating alone is also ok. Nothing is wrong with walking and strolling down the park alone. Who knows, that way the fix and the heal we try so hard to find can be found? 

Then again, we can still cry where nobody will never know. 

I think so

Traffic jam: Festival of light.

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Rainbow days

Believe me, i really want to. I do.

O Allah,
Please give me a way.

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After so long, it feels awkward.
It really does.

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Tapak kuda

I want this please.

Right right.

"You are perfect, but you are not perfect for me."

"You deserve better."

Sounds familiar? Welcome to the club.

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Long ride

It is like a bus ride in a long highway .You know you are on the right track, you know where you are heading. But along the way, you might found the stop signage, or anything. Just as distraction for you, but actually as help for the driver. You go forward, for the exit. From your seat , from your window.

Life goes on, you know.

You know you can stop as you see the sign, but instead you just go on. Why? Because you believe that you are doing the right thing. That matters most.

Belated but better late than never

Oh I got a birthday card today! (omg i know it was sooo belated)

Thanks! And thanks for the 1pound!

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If you really have the courage.

Courage? I believe that it is the willingness to be afraid and act upon it anyway. I am afraid, always. I am however not able to just leave it at that. The fact that I act upon what I want makes me look ruthless, and to some, no longer special. Regardless everything, I am still who I think I am. Yes, I made lots of mistakes, but not for others to judge me.

Occasionally, I will stop at one point of life and ask myself, 'Am I going to make this right?' but again, I am now believe in making mistakes and make myself better from all the mistakes.

No, knowing you is not a mistake, it is a way for me to learn. And be better.
Throw in love, time and forgiveness and the outcome should be equally optimistic.
Should be.

Because we are all looking at the bright side.

I love to eat

And i dont care.

Even when i can no longer fit into my old jeans. Thanks for reminding me, people.

Went crazy

I went beyond my imagination and allowed an spot of baldness in the size of 20cent on my head.
Yes, i know.
But at least now i know 'bekam' doesnt hurt.
And the 5 spots on the forehead?? Haha priceless. Need to cover those funny spots tomorrow for cricket.

Cricket??!!! I know right??
Oh batting and bowling.. Kind of fun.

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Oh

Indeed.

How..

Those songs. What? Found out the truth. Greed versus feelings. And I blame those thorns. Counting the patches, storing the tears. No, forever is not what I need.

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Pangkor

2am in the morning and it is my turn to patrol.

The feeling of being here, Pangkor at night? Priceless.
With this sound?
Who can resist to be sleepy?
Good food,
Good people to hang with,
And good laughters.
Creating all the sweet remembrance.

Love this place.

P/s: why must 2 hours? I am sleepy....

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In denial but...

Really?
...

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Hello CM! And the Es Teller welcome the hungry me. With Shiha I ate like a king.

And the fish spa?
The night lights?
The good chat..
And some love.
Just beautiful.

Awesome trip.

Stir your life, baby.

What a beautiful day. With the sun, and the breeze. And I stayed at home?! I did. 

I need to get a life.

Find my awesome dress, put on my best heels, go out and have fun.

Will ask Shiha. Jom?