adoii..sejak akhir2 neh rasa rindu pada kuala lumpur makin menebal..kadang2 tengah asik berborak ngan encik kerol pon slalu terkuar pasal nak turun KL..da dekat setengah tahun gak ah x gi KL..kadang2 otw nak gi keja ke kuar jenjalan ker..teringat jalan2 kat KL tu..yela 8 tahun kat sana bukan kejap..boleh tahan lama gak tuh..cam da sebati ngan jiwa da..encik kerol lagi laa…tapi nak wat cane..kena turutkn tuntutan kerja ngan rumah tangga..berhijrah ke kmpung halaman…
plannyer bulan 10 neh nak turun KL..tapi mak plak nak ajak pi the lost world of tambun..dalam ati da berkobar2 da nk turun KL..kena plan balik neh..ujung tahun mmg xley gi mana da..sbb da 8 bulan preggy..chuak gak nak travel jauh2…haiiiihhhhhhh..rindunyer kat KL
alhamdulillah..ramadhan datang lagi..tahun neh first time menjalani ibadah berpuasa sebagai seorang isteri..perasaan tu sama jerk..xde ape yang beza pon..cuma start dari last year aku berpuasa ngan family..yela da tak duduk di perantauan da..da jadi anak mak balik da..cuma tahun neh kami berpuasa bersama-sama..adik aku ngan hband dia pon duk serumah ngan kami..so keluarga besar kami menjalani ibadah puasa ngan sedikit perbezaan tahun neh..ketiadaan arwah abah masih terasa tapi kami redha dengan pemergiannya..sekurang-kurangnya ikatan kekeluargaan kami makin utuh..alhamdulillah..
menyentuh pasal ramadhan..mesti laa hari raya pon da terbayang di mata da..hehe..tahun neh mak awal2 lagi d abeli baju raya adik2 aku da..malas nak gi masa pose katanya..x larat..malas nak berebut ngan orang..hband aku pon tumpang sekaki gak da beli da baju melayu dia..best ah dorang da de baju raya..aku jerk xde lagi..maklum laa da tempah baju kurung tapi xley pakai plak..perot da membesor..so kena laa pakai uniform preggy tahun neh..huhuhuhu..
papepon aku harap ramadhan tahun neh memberi banyak keberkatan buat kami semua..dan mudah2an aku dapat berpuasa penuh tahun neh…aminnnn…
Got a secret Can you keep it? Swear this one you’ll save Better lock it, in your pocket Taking this one to the grave If I show you then I know you Won’t tell what I said Cause two can keep a secret If one of the m is dead…
Why do you smile Like you have told a secret Now you’re telling lies Cause you’re the one to keep it But no one keeps a secret No one keeps a secret Why when we do our darkest deeds Do we tell? They burn in our brains Become a living hell Cause everyone tells Everyone tells…
Got a secret Can you keep it? Swear this one you’ll save Better lock it, in your pocket Taking this one to the grave If I show you then I know you Won’t tell what I said Cause two can keep a secret If one of the m is dead…
Look into my eyes Now you’re getting sleepy Are you hypnotized By secrets that you’re keeping? I know what you’re keeping I know what you’re keeping
Got a secret Can you keep it? Swear this one you’ll save Better lock it, in your pocket Taking this one to the grave If I show you then I know you Won’t tell what I said Cause two can keep a secret If one of the m is dead…
[spoken] Alison? Yes, Katherine. I have something I want to tell you, but you have to promise to never tell anyone. I promise Do you swear on your life? I swear on my life
[end spoken]
You swore you’d never tell… You swore you’d never tell…
You swore you’d never tell… You swore you’d never tell…
Got a secret Can you keep it? Swear this one you’ll save Better lock it, in your pocket Taking this one to the grave If I show you then I know you Won’t tell what I said Cause two can keep a secret If one of the m is dead… (chorus x 3)
Track:
Marry You
Artist:
Bruno Mars
Album:
Doo-Wops & Hooligans
It’s a beautiful night, We’re looking for something dumb to do. Hey baby, I think I wanna marry you.
Is it the look in your eyes, Or is it this dancing juice? Who cares baby, I think I wanna marry you.
Well I know this little chapel on the boulevard we can go, No one will know, Come on girl. Who cares if we’re trashed got a pocket full of cash we can blow, Shots of patron, And it’s on girl.
Don’t say no, no, no, no-no; Just say yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah; And we’ll go, go, go, go-go. If you’re ready, like I’m ready.
Cause it’s a beautiful night, We’re looking for something dumb to do. Hey baby, I think I wanna marry you.
Is it the look in your eyes, Or is it this dancing juice? Who cares baby, I think I wanna marry you.
envied those girls who had a fabulous body shape..those girls who can fit into anything..and looked so damn gorgeous..but i have to suck in my tummy every time people goes by me..
envied those girls who had pretty faces..those girls who will look stunning even with a paste of a lipstick..and looked so damn gorgeous..but i have to put more effort to look normal to other people..
hated by those girls who had a fabulous body shape..those girls who mocked almost everything..that so damn hideous..but i have to live it each and everyday
hated by those girls who had pretty faces..those girls who scorned every inch of my those flabby fatty face..but i can’t do anything..i can’t afford a plastic surgery though..
loved by own self who think that those flabby fatty figures kinda cute and feel comfortable with it..but those girls won’t do the same..
loved by family and friends who think that it’s not a big deal to be flabby fatty..but those girls feel like it’s the end of the world to have someone like me..
few months back i’ve done nothing much to feed my soul..seems like there’s nothing dat i can do or think to satisfy my own inner needs..i didn’t have any idea to write poetry..i didn’t listen to my fav music much..i didn’t spent much time exploring music,exploring new things..less time spent in reading books..sighs..sighs..dunno wut’s keep bothering me from doing all such things..i have less time to rest..less time to do my personal matters and lesser time to feed my soul..i’m sure now it’s really really hungry and need to be fed or else it’ll be vexed and will bring bad consequences to me…but the thing is i’m kinda lost in searching the right thing to do to feed it..damn…..need to find it a.s.a.p or i’ll lose it for eternity…..
Made a wrong turn, once or twice Dug my way out, blood and fire Bad decisions, that’s alright Welcome to my silly life Mistreated, misplaced, misunderstood Miss ‘No way, it’s all good’, it didn’t slow me down Mistaken, always second guessing, underestimated Look, I’m still around
Pretty pretty please, don’t you ever ever feel Like you’re less than f*ckin’ perfect Pretty pretty please, if you ever ever feel like you’re nothing You’re f*ckin’ perfect to me!
You’re so mean, when you talk about yourself, you were wrong Change the voices in your head, make them like you instead So complicated, look happy, you’ll make it! Filled with so much hatred…such a tired game It’s enough! I’ve done all I can think of Chased down all my demons, I’ve seen you do the same
Oh, pretty pretty please, don’t you ever ever feel Like you’re less than f*ckin’ perfect Pretty pretty please, if you ever ever feel like you’re nothing You’re f*ckin’ perfect to me
The whole world’s scared so I swallow the fear The only thing I should be drinking is an ice cold beer So cool in line, and we try try try, but we try too hard and it’s a waste of my time Done looking for the critics, cause they’re everywhere They dont like my jeans, they don’t get my hair Exchange ourselves, and we do it all the time Why do we do that? Why do I do that?
Why do I do that..?
Yeah, oh, oh baby, pretty baby..! Pretty pretty please, don’t you ever ever feel Like you’re less than f*ckin’ perfect Pretty pretty please, if you ever ever feel Like you’re nothing, you’re f*cking perfect to me You’re perfect, you’re perfect! Pretty pretty please, don’t you ever ever feel Like you’re less than f*ckin’ perfect Pretty please, if you ever feel like you’re nothing You are perfect to me….
welcome to disastrous waste land..a silent soul in distress will reveal her true feelings,shares her emotion,her love,her hatred and her sadness..indulging in her gloomy world,she tries to express herself as much as she can..
both black emo mascara and sweet suicide are her alter egos..they have several clashes in expressing her feelings..do be patient wif her..do cradle her to her grave of boredom..
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