Thursday, June 28, 2007
YOU
i saw you when i was at the lowest point of my life,
u were so warm and bright....
giving me directions,
guiding me through the hard path....
i'm not sure what kindof feelings i have for you;
you're sweet and kind,
ur thoughts are free, you are so new to the world....
Naive and true,
i wish i could hold you right in my hands,
protect you from any harm,
shielding you against any danger situation....
you are my angel,
i hope i'm right, and i hope i'm treating you well.........
who is this YOU?
YOU know who you are....
u were so warm and bright....
giving me directions,
guiding me through the hard path....
i'm not sure what kindof feelings i have for you;
you're sweet and kind,
ur thoughts are free, you are so new to the world....
Naive and true,
i wish i could hold you right in my hands,
protect you from any harm,
shielding you against any danger situation....
you are my angel,
i hope i'm right, and i hope i'm treating you well.........
who is this YOU?
YOU know who you are....
Friday, June 22, 2007
POST LAJU MALAYSIA???call it POST SESAT MALAYSIA
today i went to LLM(Lembaga Lebuhraya Malaysia, the place is at KM6 Jalan Serdang Kajang. Near UPM and UniTEN.
we went there to TRY get our requested data on population for our PSY205 social PSYCH assignment...WE as in (YAO MING,{not from NBA}, MELISSA ONG, and CBT) we reach there and guess wat? almonst all of the important stuffs are not in, they went to penang, for sum kindne walk....so we talked to one guy that is quite nice, although he cant help us much but can see le..this guy made an attemp to help. When he and the other stuff told us:"Kami belum menerima itu surat rasmi dari Dean kamu......." i got panic a while....
as usual, u know la...government place...they receive the letter oso maybe they din pass it to the department yet...So, we went and check , and check, and check...to retrieve the letter...end up, they reli din receive wor.....
Story above, consider it a prologue, story about the letter is wat u reli wanna take a close look on....
it all happend on wednesday, alex and CBT went to pejabat post PUSAT BANDAR DAMANSARA to post a letter to LLM. after taking the letter from DR.GOH's office, we went to PEJAbAT POS...
At pejabat pos:
alex: we post pos laju rite? can reach faster...
CBT: ya, i think so oso...can reach faster...but there are two types here, how???which one to use?
after askin the guy he say sth lidis :"the normal pos laju type is jamin sampai esok only, no safety warrenty no nth, the better one will hav to get the signature of the person receiving, so a lot safer."
after much discussion, alex and CBT decided to take the better one.....
take form , write....write...filling up.....
alex pay for the posting fee...RM6
thursday nite....
on MSN.....
GROUP MEMBERS: how arr....cannot get contact of the ppl at LLM, i think we hav to go there edi.....
GROUP MEMBERS: (after long discussion) ok, we'll go tomolo( which is FRIDAY-today)
FRIDAY
morning, morning wake up edi...cuz suppose to meet in college b4 going to LLM.....
reach LLM, do some waiting and talking...found out our letter is not there yet...
REASON to get angry NO1: they call it pos laju for a reason rite?if i send on wednesday, suppose to reach on thursday rite??yesh, suppose to reash on tuursday!!!!Now, dunno where the letter is... AND i pay RM6 for the safety and fast delivery.
looking at the receipt, looking for post office number to try call them and check the status of the letter...
REASON to get angry NO2: no phone number on both the receipts...!?!?!?! how can???talak phone number????wat kind of service is this???
finally got the phone number, call them..after they throw us to department and department ( usual thing they do whenever they get a call, treat u like a ball..they kick kick until and c if u giv up and stop kacau them 1st..) finally, got to know the status of our letter....
REASON to get angry NO3: OUR letter memang pun sampai esok, just like how they say..."surat ini dijamin sampai esok"..only thing is, we want to send the letter to LLM, they send it to UNITEN....how F*CKING stupid can they be???cant u read???okla, maybe the stupid postman cannot read, cant you count???number of HURUF not same...BODOH, BABI...use ur otak sikit boleh????god din giv u that brain for you to just eat sleep and reproduce more stupid people like you!!!!
REASON to get VERY angry NO4: we call them to ask them wat they can do bout our latter, the "SMART-ASS" ask us to call PEJABAT POS KAJANG to check for ourselves...WOW, u made such a stupid mistake, and u expect us to take care of it ourselves???
REASON to get VERY ANGRY NO5: waste beng's credit call here call there, talk to this guy that guy..and nothing can be done.....
finally, get to talk to one guy AHMAD ( fake name used as the real spelling is unknown) , he promise that he'll get someone to retrieve our letter and hand it to LLM by 12 o'clock. So, 4 of us sat at the door outside LLM to wait for the postman.......
WAIT.....WAIT....tick tock...tick tock....wait.....
postman still not here yet, reach 12 o'clock...wonder where is the postman???call AHMAD, wanted to scold him for making empty promise....he say he'll try reach the postman, and then he'll call us back.....
REASON to get VERY VERY ANGRY NO6: he made his seconf empty promise, he din call us back!!!!hav to call him ourself, waste credit saja....
REASON to get EXTREMELY ANGRY NO7: we waited for almost 2 hours!!!!!bloody hell.....
then we started to make guesses...today is friday, even they get the letter, they'll go sembahyang 1st....then only slowly think wat to do with it,...got rely upset and angry......those who know me well know that most of the time, i try to hold me temper and try me best not to get angry....but this is too much......i was reli reli reli very angry, upset and feel like killing the postman and sueing the post office, i even call my QUEEN to ask for legal advice....
REASON to get EXTREMELY ANGRY NO8: we waited pass lunch hour for the letter....STUPID POSTMAN, u think we dun hav to eat???u better hav a good reason, like u die cuz kena run over by lorry or sth ..if not, i dun think my fist got eyes growing on them.....
REASON to get EXTREMELY angry NO9: we waited and waited and waited.....called and called and called...nth was done...
finally two postmn came...no claim to be pegawai from post office holding our letter, claimed that the letter was lying on the reception desk for some time....
HONESTLY, i dun think so, i was saw them standing at the enterence holding the letter, asking for directions.....
REASOn to get EXTREMELY HYPERLY-ANGRY NO10: they say that the letter was there, but there was no recod showing that the letter arrived any earlier..( LLM got the log book for postman to fill in when letters ar delivered) we were all sitting at the door like beggers...if got any postman came, i think they're big enough for us to see them.....
So, initially alex was the only one that saw the tww middle aged "kononnya" pegawai, i approach them, all filled up with angrer....i started to open fire like no one's business....i scold, yelled, scold......following advice from my queen, i din curse.....want to look more educated and a better person. and trust me, i tried very hard not to lay my fists on them.....
after the dramatic scene, basically nth much edi, we went for lunch, waited for a short while, gave the officers in LLM the letter, and left...
besically thatz it...
reflection of the wholoe thing;
REASON to GET EXTREMeLY EXTREAMLY ANGRY NO11: they know the letter went to the wrong place, and they din do anything bout it????WAT THE F*CK......hey, i paid for the so call jamin sampai esok thing oKKKKKKK........if this happen to my RM6 service, imagine la, wat happen to theRM2.50 wan???not to mention the RM0.30 stamp wan....no wonder letter get missing....this is the reason why!!!!!
this is way too much, wat kind of service is this??? MLAYSIA BOLEH kononnya!!! so how am i goin to trust to send any important documents through post malaysia in the future??? dear malaysians, POST MALAYSIA is not trust worthy, so if u wanna send anything, better get other companies.....adalah macam macam service thatu can get here.....fedEX ke, DHL ke....anything, not POST MALAYSIA, y???
i've learn from my experience....i will never risk my documents going missing again......
as a conclusion, u tell me...was i wron got be angry and start scolding ppl????
u tell me, am i in the position to make an offical complaint to every media that i can get my hands on????
Wednesday, June 20, 2007
prepare to die...the one i love
Darkness came in silence,
true love that can't blossom under the moon light is crying;
The dead love feeling gone along with the wind,
can't do anything but stop relying on each other,
wat for?for a better future, a chance to attain a better future;
Reflections on the lake, it shook two bodies,
flowers on the hill complete our life.
But why?
Katana i'm holding is calling you in despair;
two souls that are bind together by fate,
tears cannot stop dropping;
the warm felling that was once familiar is no longer found from the same person's eyes..
forget the past memories, bury them, i turm myself into wind folling you everywhere;
coming with a great sorrowness, cutting through the clean air, no one can replace you in my heart
leaving with silence, deep hurting that cannot be seen by anyone, the feeling is dead.
if,
without that rain, can the blood stain still go off?
world with no mercy, no one can obtain eternal peace in their heart;
calling from heaven, can it beat the calling from another pounding heart?
episods after thousand years, where are them?
fate that were written millions of years ago, calm down peacefully.
But why?
Katana i'm holding is calling you in despair;
prepare to die....the one that i love.
亲爱的人,赴死吧…
true love that can't blossom under the moon light is crying;
The dead love feeling gone along with the wind,
can't do anything but stop relying on each other,
wat for?for a better future, a chance to attain a better future;
Reflections on the lake, it shook two bodies,
flowers on the hill complete our life.
But why?
Katana i'm holding is calling you in despair;
two souls that are bind together by fate,
tears cannot stop dropping;
the warm felling that was once familiar is no longer found from the same person's eyes..
forget the past memories, bury them, i turm myself into wind folling you everywhere;
coming with a great sorrowness, cutting through the clean air, no one can replace you in my heart
leaving with silence, deep hurting that cannot be seen by anyone, the feeling is dead.
if,
without that rain, can the blood stain still go off?
world with no mercy, no one can obtain eternal peace in their heart;
calling from heaven, can it beat the calling from another pounding heart?
episods after thousand years, where are them?
fate that were written millions of years ago, calm down peacefully.
But why?
Katana i'm holding is calling you in despair;
prepare to die....the one that i love.
亲爱的人,赴死吧…
Tuesday, June 19, 2007
translation
people, since i'm running out of ideas lately...i think i'm gonna post translation of my previous post...so for those who always say they cannot read my post....feel the EMOness of my blog ....
恋人-翅膀@ lovers-wings
每一对恋人,都想要有一双翅膀。
every couple need to have a pair of wings;
思念的时候,可以立刻飞到对方的身旁。
when one this thinking of the other, they can fly to the other person;
在爱情终止的时候,也需要一对翅膀,
when the relationship is over, one need wings too,
载着破碎的心,快速离开感伤的地方。
to leave the sad place, with a broken heart.
every couple need to have a pair of wings;
思念的时候,可以立刻飞到对方的身旁。
when one this thinking of the other, they can fly to the other person;
在爱情终止的时候,也需要一对翅膀,
when the relationship is over, one need wings too,
载着破碎的心,快速离开感伤的地方。
to leave the sad place, with a broken heart.
Monday, June 18, 2007
爱情, love
爱情
就像拾满地的玻璃碎过程一样,
有人拾的多,
有人拾的少,
也有人在拾的时候割伤了自己
love,
is like picking up glass on the floor,
some people pick up more,
some people pick up less,
there are also some who cut their hands when picking up the glass
就像拾满地的玻璃碎过程一样,
有人拾的多,
有人拾的少,
也有人在拾的时候割伤了自己
love,
is like picking up glass on the floor,
some people pick up more,
some people pick up less,
there are also some who cut their hands when picking up the glass
Sunday, June 17, 2007
黑点;the black dot
有个老师进了教室,在白板上点了个黑点.
a teacher went into his classroom, and drew a black dot on the white-board.
他问班上的同学:"这是什么?"
Teacher then ask his students, :"what is this?
大家异口同声说:"一个黑点."
all the students gave the same answer: "a black dot.
老师故作惊讶的说:"只有一个黑点吗?怎么这么大的白板大家都看不见呢?"
the teacher gave a shock look, he asked his students:"how come no one notice the white-board?"
你看到的是什么?其实,每个人身上都会有缺点;
what do you see? every person have their short-comings;
缺点还是优点,你看到的是哪一个呢?
whether is something good or bad, which one do you see?
是否看到别人身上的黑点,而忽略了他们拥有的一大片白板呢?
do you look at the balck dot on a person, igoring the white-board that he/she have?
其实,每个人身上必然有许多优点.换个角度想想,也许我们看到的回更多,更广阔!
if we could change the way we look at certain things,
mayve we can see more things, see higher and wider...
a teacher went into his classroom, and drew a black dot on the white-board.
他问班上的同学:"这是什么?"
Teacher then ask his students, :"what is this?
大家异口同声说:"一个黑点."
all the students gave the same answer: "a black dot.
老师故作惊讶的说:"只有一个黑点吗?怎么这么大的白板大家都看不见呢?"
the teacher gave a shock look, he asked his students:"how come no one notice the white-board?"
你看到的是什么?其实,每个人身上都会有缺点;
what do you see? every person have their short-comings;
缺点还是优点,你看到的是哪一个呢?
whether is something good or bad, which one do you see?
是否看到别人身上的黑点,而忽略了他们拥有的一大片白板呢?
do you look at the balck dot on a person, igoring the white-board that he/she have?
其实,每个人身上必然有许多优点.换个角度想想,也许我们看到的回更多,更广阔!
if we could change the way we look at certain things,
mayve we can see more things, see higher and wider...
Friday, June 15, 2007
习惯
我习惯你的呵护,习惯你的温柔;
习惯你的笑容;
甚至在不知不觉中,我习惯用你的方式微笑,用你的方式温柔;
我们彼此互相依赖,依赖着甜蜜的习惯.
我习惯在特定的时间听到电话铃声响起;
用最温柔的声音期待你的回应;
但当传来的声音不是你时,我总会有那么一点点失望.
然后有一天我们分开了,我难过,伤心,失望与不舍;
因为我还是一样依赖着这习惯,
但是我却必须舍弃"习惯"的权力;
我不再有权力习惯你的温柔及笑容.
于是我有了新的习惯;
我开始习惯想到你时流着泪悼念过去的记忆;
我开始习惯每天睡前不再有你的耳语;
我开始习惯每个夜晚站在露台看着月亮沉默不语;
我开始习惯...
直到有一天,我忙得忘了这些习惯;
我不在流泪;
不在习惯看着月亮发呆;
这时候,猛然发现已经很久,很久没有想起你的温柔;
我甚至有些忘了你的样子;
默默的,
我只记得你曾经有着那样好看的笑容,
不过,都已经是模模糊糊的的了.
那时候,逝去的爱情终于变得美丽,不再有遗憾.
我们害怕失去爱情,
也许只是在害怕失去对一个人甜蜜的"习惯";
或许换个角度,
我们并不是真的失去"习惯";
而是试着习惯没有习惯的生活;
着,也是一种习惯.
能清楚区分欣赏,喜欢与爱的人,
往往都是一发不可收拾的人,
因为知道自己的爱并非冲动之举;
所以不愿轻许,
如果给了,
就不回"轻"了.
习惯你的笑容;
甚至在不知不觉中,我习惯用你的方式微笑,用你的方式温柔;
我们彼此互相依赖,依赖着甜蜜的习惯.
我习惯在特定的时间听到电话铃声响起;
用最温柔的声音期待你的回应;
但当传来的声音不是你时,我总会有那么一点点失望.
然后有一天我们分开了,我难过,伤心,失望与不舍;
因为我还是一样依赖着这习惯,
但是我却必须舍弃"习惯"的权力;
我不再有权力习惯你的温柔及笑容.
于是我有了新的习惯;
我开始习惯想到你时流着泪悼念过去的记忆;
我开始习惯每天睡前不再有你的耳语;
我开始习惯每个夜晚站在露台看着月亮沉默不语;
我开始习惯...
直到有一天,我忙得忘了这些习惯;
我不在流泪;
不在习惯看着月亮发呆;
这时候,猛然发现已经很久,很久没有想起你的温柔;
我甚至有些忘了你的样子;
默默的,
我只记得你曾经有着那样好看的笑容,
不过,都已经是模模糊糊的的了.
那时候,逝去的爱情终于变得美丽,不再有遗憾.
我们害怕失去爱情,
也许只是在害怕失去对一个人甜蜜的"习惯";
或许换个角度,
我们并不是真的失去"习惯";
而是试着习惯没有习惯的生活;
着,也是一种习惯.
能清楚区分欣赏,喜欢与爱的人,
往往都是一发不可收拾的人,
因为知道自己的爱并非冲动之举;
所以不愿轻许,
如果给了,
就不回"轻"了.
Monday, June 11, 2007
离开
曾经天真的以为,幸福是必然的;
后来才知道,上天给你多少是幸,而你懂得珍惜多少是福.
人,
经一事,长一智;
在种种经过,有快乐,亦有悲伤;有消沉的,也有激励的;
历经人间酸甜苦辣;
最终在你身边的人又会是谁?
他或她?有可能会是你意想不到的人...
当你回头,转身的一刻;
看到的会不会是你想像中的他/她?
眼睁睁的看着你离开,默默的目送你走出我的生命交响曲...
我知道往未来的道路上,当我转身是,看到的人绝对不可能会再是你,
藏在心底的一句话,: " 可不可以不离开,我还爱你."
后来才知道,上天给你多少是幸,而你懂得珍惜多少是福.
人,
经一事,长一智;
在种种经过,有快乐,亦有悲伤;有消沉的,也有激励的;
历经人间酸甜苦辣;
最终在你身边的人又会是谁?
他或她?有可能会是你意想不到的人...
当你回头,转身的一刻;
看到的会不会是你想像中的他/她?
眼睁睁的看着你离开,默默的目送你走出我的生命交响曲...
我知道往未来的道路上,当我转身是,看到的人绝对不可能会再是你,
藏在心底的一句话,: " 可不可以不离开,我还爱你."
Sunday, June 10, 2007
其实还爱你
我讨厌阴天的风
冷得那么刺痛
只有你能够抚平所有的寂寞
昨天的风筝在角落
被谁丢到了路口
我很不想让你找到离开的理由
每一夜闭上眼睛
我看到了恶梦
你微笑但是旁边的人不是我
天空切开一道裂缝
直接割到我心中
不想装作脆弱
也不想爱得懦弱
其实我非常爱你不想失去你
难道我没有权利说我不愿意
你给了他的吻
虽然只有余温
可知道我多渴望抓住你的心
我知道他很爱你你怕他伤心
我每天假装开心害怕你离去
可不可以任性
求求你不要去
藏在我心里最后一句
其实还爱你
可不可以任性
求求你不要去
藏在我心里最后一句
其实还爱你
this is about a person, a person that had to watch his girl leave him,
is like the wind from the thin air, cutting through his flesh , cutting him deep right straight to his heart.
he cant show that he is a weak person, yet deep inside, this man is hurt so deeply
all he wanted was for her to be happy,
he knows that all she cared about was another person....
he had to act happy all day just to please her,
when she left him for HIM, He did not say anything;
he was hiding his last words in his heart:"CAN YOU STAY?"
listening to this song, i feel like cryin...
did the composer wrote that song for me?how come i felt such impact upon listening to this song?
i never want to say goodbye, i know i'm lying to myself if i say i dont feel anything now...but everything is over now;
words deep within me, "i still love you", but what hav i done for you?what can i do?
冷得那么刺痛
只有你能够抚平所有的寂寞
昨天的风筝在角落
被谁丢到了路口
我很不想让你找到离开的理由
每一夜闭上眼睛
我看到了恶梦
你微笑但是旁边的人不是我
天空切开一道裂缝
直接割到我心中
不想装作脆弱
也不想爱得懦弱
其实我非常爱你不想失去你
难道我没有权利说我不愿意
你给了他的吻
虽然只有余温
可知道我多渴望抓住你的心
我知道他很爱你你怕他伤心
我每天假装开心害怕你离去
可不可以任性
求求你不要去
藏在我心里最后一句
其实还爱你
可不可以任性
求求你不要去
藏在我心里最后一句
其实还爱你
this is about a person, a person that had to watch his girl leave him,
is like the wind from the thin air, cutting through his flesh , cutting him deep right straight to his heart.
he cant show that he is a weak person, yet deep inside, this man is hurt so deeply
all he wanted was for her to be happy,
he knows that all she cared about was another person....
he had to act happy all day just to please her,
when she left him for HIM, He did not say anything;
he was hiding his last words in his heart:"CAN YOU STAY?"
listening to this song, i feel like cryin...
did the composer wrote that song for me?how come i felt such impact upon listening to this song?
i never want to say goodbye, i know i'm lying to myself if i say i dont feel anything now...but everything is over now;
words deep within me, "i still love you", but what hav i done for you?what can i do?
Tuesday, June 5, 2007
. . .
sometimes everything just doesn't happen as they are suppose to be,
the feelings is scary.
Is like quicksand, you are in it..you try hard to get out of it and you cant..everything around you start to fall apart;
and you dont know what is wrong....
the feeling is scary...
have you ever felt that you cant breath?
is like you are grasping for air, the woirld around you just stop...
you cant help it,
the only feeling is fear ;lost, perhaps...
how would you save yourself?
what will you do?
or maybe the more imporant question is , what can you do?
the feelings is scary.
Is like quicksand, you are in it..you try hard to get out of it and you cant..everything around you start to fall apart;
and you dont know what is wrong....
the feeling is scary...
have you ever felt that you cant breath?
is like you are grasping for air, the woirld around you just stop...
you cant help it,
the only feeling is fear ;lost, perhaps...
how would you save yourself?
what will you do?
or maybe the more imporant question is , what can you do?
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