If Only I Could Wish For A Better Place

Don't anyone wishes that this place were better than it already are?

Don't you wish that there are no war?

That the world has achieved what the beauty pageant's people used to say "World Peace"?

Don't you wish for a better tomorrow?

Where there are always food on the table.

Where there are always water provided for our daily use.

Where there are children playing in the playground, outdoors like they used to ages ago and not get in harm's way?

Where kids act like kids and have fun like they usually do instead of growing up to fast?

Where children would always listen to what their parents tells them to do and never make them sad?

Where parents makes wonderful jobs nurturing, caring and educating their children that they grew up to be better people? Better leaders?

Where our leaders nowadays care for the people more than their own selves?

Where the leaders nowadays help his people like he helps himself and his family?

Where there are no corrupted people?

Where there are no crime or the crime rate has miraculously decreased?

Where the people would work hard to serve not only for themselves, but also for their religion, their race, their country. As the saying goes "Agama, Jiwa dan Bangsa."

Where people would help each other and not turn the blind eye for the needy?

Where the people would work together to solve problems?

Where freedom of speech is still FREEDOM?

Don't we all wish that life is so much easier?

Where all our problems would fly away easily and the need to face it is no longer viable.

Where things would go our way and not screw up every now and then?

Where help comes just in the nick of time to save our butt?

Well I do.

But sometimes when things get in our way,

we can't just wish it away.

And write it in a blog, hoping that it'll all come true.

We can only pray...and hope for the best.

Yes life is a pain in the butt sometimes.

And people just don't seem to get it.

And the world is stressing us out.

But that is part of what we have to face in our borrowed life here.

We cannot stop praying,

and hoping that everything would get better.

And not only pray.

We need to get in action too.

Do something.

Anything.

Rather than just watch the world crush into pieces from the walls and comfort of our own home.

Help.

Donate.

Get in action.

Live life to the fullest.

Who knows?

Maybe we ARE destined for greatness.

Pic from Google Images.

=]

The Turn Off

Ok, I'm bored.

I got nothing to do. It's morning. And I just woke up a tad bit too early. Hahaha~

So I'm gonna tell about what makes GIRLS run away from GUYS.

For me lah. I don't know about other GIRLS.

So here it is.

1. Smoke.

The number ONE thing I DON'T like if a guys smokes. Nuff said. Xmau cakap panjang2, nanti ada yang terasa.

2. Chewing With Mouth Open

Sorry guys, but there are some girls who found this to be rather disgusting and disturbing. Please close your mouth during chewing Ur food. We don't wanna know what's going on inside there. SERIOUSLY, WE DON'T.

If U are this cute, then nevermind.. ^^

3. Long Nails

What's the purpose of guys having long nails anyway? I don't get it. Girls I get lah because my mom said "Perempuan kuku panjang nda apa, sebab ini guna untuk protection juga... Tapi mami simpan sebab senang untuk menggaru."

I think I can tolerate if girls have long nails, but guys, PLEASE, clip it. PLEASE. I can't talk without staring at Ur nails. It's distracting. I feel like I wanna cut them myself. Not using nail-clippers, NO, I'll use PARANG. I'll cut Ur fingers too.

4. Long Hair

OMG WHO DO YOU THINK YOU ARE HAVING LONG HAIRS?! CUT! CUT!! I DON'T WANT TO SEE A MALE VERSION OF SUNSILK MODELS!! Afro can lah.... (hahahah)

5. Bad Breath

Uhm... This is the number ONE reason why I didn't choose Dentistry. I don't like the smell of people's breath sometimes. Yah..If U have bad breath, U'll do a good job torturing me. Nope, body smell is okay, not BAD BREATH. I'd die.

6. Wearing Slippers

Uhm. It's OK if Ur selipar has a COOL look. But kalau pakai yang buruk2 tu, macam selipar gipun ka, pastu nampak jari2 kaki with unclip toenails, and then nampak lagi segala rahsia2 yang ada di kaki ko tu, fungus pa infection pa semua, PLEASE LAH. COVER THEM!

It's torturing my eyes. If we talk, I won't look at U, I'll look at Ur feet. ThenI'll gag. Then I'll throw up right then and there. Meaning, I won't hesitate to show U what I ate for breakfast.

7. Popping Ur Pimples While Talking

EWEW!!!!! I HATE THIS ONE. Sorry, I know some of U guys do it involuntarily, but couldn't U guys just tahan please? Wait till U get to Ur room, get a mirror, and do it there. I don't wanna know how U pop it. I don't wanna see how big the white thingy that came out of there. I don't wanna see Ur face bleeding at certain spots. Please. I'm sorry. But I really prefer not seeing that.

Ok, I think that's all I can think of right now. Haha~

Being my so called OCD self, there are some things I can't tolerate.

And this one here I wrote based on my experience lah.

But in the end, all those can be topped by a guy's attitude.

How he really looks like from the inside.

And if the girl has fallen TRULY MADLY DEEPLY in love with him.

Haha~

Copy Paste title lagu Savage Garden kejap.

=P

*Pics credit to Google Image

I'm Letting It Out

Since my friend Dai recently updated her blog with her confession,

I thought "Oh that seems like a good idea to blog about!"

So, uhm...

Here it goes.

Her topic was about heart.

Or more specifically, L.O.V.E.

She and I had something more in common than we had ever known.

Yes, I agree that L.O.V.E. is not only joy and that kinky feeling U have in you stomach.

Or the butterflies U feel in Ur stomach when U lay eyes on him,

Or the made up disease or symptoms U start to have when he's around.

Not all Sweet and Cheery,

It brings pain too.

It hurts so much that at one point U feel like dying.

......

Ok, yang itu aku reka. Amik line dari movie. Haven't personally experienced it. I mean the feel-like-dying part. The hurt, YES, but not till the feel-like-dying part.

Uhm.. Ok I'm starting to write nonsense..

Back to being serious.

Uhm. I've been hurt.

Yea, that's true.

But at that time, I didn't know I was hurt.

Coz I had noooo idea what it meant being hurt.

Or being in love.

Or any of those kinds.

I only know the term CINTA MONYET.

Or LOVE MONKEY if di-direct tranlate-kan.

Monkey Love.

But I don't play Monkey Love.

I don't play monkey.

I play LIKE a monkey at times,

but not monkey love.

I'm more of a pemendam perasaan type.

I don't tell.

I won't tell.

I wait.

Wait and see.

And that was the part where it hurts.

It hurts when he said he likes (ok, aku guna perkataan LIKE je, malas nak guna LOVE, geli....) someone else.

Someone who in my eyes, perfect for him.

Maybe way too perfect.

But I think the most IDIOTIC thing I did,

was to help him get her.

Told him tips and all. (macamlah aku tahu sangat)

Listened to all his complains, how he misses her, how he LIKES her so much.

All that. That's what friends are for right?

So, uhmm....he didn't get the girl.

The girl had someone else.

He said his heart broke,

I was there for him too.

The point is (saja mau cut crita ni), I didn't know I had "feelings" for him until lately.

Notice the word HAD.

Past tense.

Hoho~~

I seriously don't know what this thing called L.O.V.E is.

All I know is that it's what makes people go crazy sometimes.

Loco~

Cuckoo~

Gila~

Dapat ku bayangkan makcik2 bagi lecture tentang cinta ni.

(Re-enactment through words)

Note that this conversation was in alien language. Humans like U guys would not understand. So I took the liberty in translating it to Human Language. I know, I'm AWESOME.

Scene: Dua EKOR makcik di pasar bercerita. Tiba2 ternampak sorang laki dan pompuan bermesra.

Makcik 1: Uit! Yang Piuk! (this means mak Piuk) Tinguk tu!! Ui naa~ Laki tu bah. Pigang sana pigang sini! Belum kahwin lagi uda gete'2. Ish3.. Ko tengok lah. Nda lama lagi tu pompuan tu bunting tu kalau macam tu. (Ya, memang kolot punya pemikiran)

Yang Piuk: Astaga lajiiim! Punya lah! Budak2 sekarang bah.. Nda tau malu ni!! Ish3... Nasib baik anak aku nda macam tu. Dorang ni sekarang nda tau malu uda bah. Pasang sini, pasang situ. Macam game pula dorang buat. Ish3... Macam lah kunun dorang mau cari Suami atau Isteri yang bagus gini?? Ish3... (geleng2 kepala)

Makcik 1: Tu lah! Zaman kita dulu lagi romantik kan? Lagi istimewa... Sekarang senang jak. Kalau mau kapel2 eh, main sms2 lah, guna internet lah. Moden uda.. Anak laki aku satu urang di rumah tu banyak kali minta duit mau kol girlpren dia. Bagus kalau dia yang kuar duit! Ni aku!

Makcik 2: (Makcik dari gerai sebelah yang kuat menyebok) Jadi kamu dulu macammna kamu kahwin??

Makcik 1: Kami dulu best. Guna surat cinta, malu malu lagi. Kalau mau kahwin, pinang jak terus!

Yang Piuk: Aku masih simpan lagi surat2 cinta dia bagi. Hahaha~ Masalahnya aku lupa uda mana aku letak....

OK, aku malas mau taip panjang2. Biarlah sampai sini jak aku tulis. Kemalasan ku memang sangat menguasai aku sekarang. Kalau mau sambungan, ko pegi jak tempat aku. Senang!

Ok, what was our topic just now?

O yea. L.O.V.E.

Yup, everyone wants them.

Everyone wants to grab hold of it.

Everyone wants to feel it.

EVERYONE.

Not excluding me.

But I know that that time will come for all of us.

It will come for us.

(macam menyeramkan pula line last tadi tu...)

Just wait for it.

If we are patient enough,

the L word would come, without us even finding it.

O, this is for girls lah.

Not for guys.

GUYS!

MAKE A MOVE!

SHE'S PROBABLY SHY AND WAITING FOR U GUYS TO....EXPLODE? Uhm..with feelings??

haha~

Ok2.. I seriously think if I keep on writing I'll be writing nonsense.

Exhibit A : The makcik's conversation.

But seriously, that's how the makcik I know talks.

Creepy....for the terasa ones..

Me?

HAHA~

Look!! Up in the sky!! A FLYING ICE CREAM!! YEAY~!!

Cat: Huh?? Where??

Bila dah Mampat Otak ngn Benda Ntah Pape

Hahaha~

I was browsing through all my old songs.

Then I came across this one.

Hahaha~

This song was my family's favourite.

Why did I say my family's?

Coz my mom was also humming to this song.

And my sister's learned to play this song ONLY with the guitar.

Hahaha~!!!

What song?

Blink 182 - Miss You

(I miss you miss you)

Hello there the angel from my nightmare

The shadow in backround of the morgue

The unsespecting victim of darkness in the valley

We can live like Jack and Sally if we want

Where you can always find me

And we'll have Halloween on Christmas

And in the night we'll wish this never ends

We'll wish this never end

Where are you and I'm so sorry

I cannot sleep I cannot dream tonight

I need somebody and always

This sick strange darkness comes creeping on so haunting everytime

And as I stared I counted the webs from all the spiders

catching things and eating their insides

Like indecision to call you

And hear your voice of treason

Will you come home and stop this pain tonight

stop this pain tonight

Don't waste your time on me your already the voice inside my head(6x)

I miss you miss you(6x)

Source: www.lyrics007.com

You Got Me

Random song.
^^
I like the music.
Hohoho..
^^V

Lalala~


You Got Me - Colbie Caillat

You're stuck on me
and my laughing eyes
I can't pretend though
I try to hide, I like you
I like you.

I think I felt my heart skip a beat
I'm standing here and I can hardly breathe, you got me, yeah
You got me.

The way you take my hand is just so sweet
And that crooked smile of yours
it knocks me off my feet

Oh, I just can't get enough
Find my stoup I need to fill me up
It feels so good it must be love
It's everything that I've been dreaming of.
I give up. I give in. I let go. Let's begin.
Cause no matter what I do,
Oh (oh) my heart is filled with you.

I can't imagine what it'd be like
Livin each day in this life, without you.
Without you.

One look from you I know you understand
This mess we're in
you know is just so out of hand.

Oh, I just can't get enough
Find my stoup I need to fill me up
It feels so good it must be love
It's everything that I've been dreaming of.
I give up. I give in. I let go. Let's begin.
Cause no matter what I do,
Oh (oh) my heart is filled with you.

I hope we always feel this way
I know we will
and in my heart I know that
you'll always stay

Oh, I just can't get enough
Find my stoup I need to fill me up
It feels so good it must be love
I give up. I give in. I let go. Let's begin.
Cause no matter what I do
Oh, I just can't get enough
Find my stoup I need to fill me up
It feels so good it musIt's everything that I've been dreaming of.t be love
I give up. I give in. I let go. Let's begin.
Cause no matter what I do,
Oh (oh) my heart is filled with you.

Oh (oh)
You got me. You got me.
Oh (oh)
You got me. You got me.

[ You Got Me Lyrics on http://www.lyricsmania.com/ ]

The True Meaning Of Love

This n3 is for weekend @ sheffield. Masuk2 ja lah...

Love is a general word,
Love is something we hoped for,
Something we need,
Something we can't live without.

However, in my n3 this time, i'm gonna tell about the love i found after i was million miles away from him....you could say, an ocean separates us.

That person is my dad....



My dad has became my greatest inspiration in my life, him and also my mother.
But the one that lead the greatest impact in my life is him.

When my siblings and I were small, my dad and mom raised us to believe that this world is easy and that as long as we study hard, everything will fall into place.

But that's no where close to reality..

My dad, he wanted us to feel pain as well.
Suffered, and to understand the state he is in now.
It took us a long time to understand what he actually meant,
but now it seems like is has became too little too late.

That's just the introdution to my point..hehe....this is going to be a looooong n3.

Ehem..ehem...back to my story.

When i was small, i had always hated my dad.
For being him, for always getting angry for no reason,
for never really cared for what i had achieved,
making me feel like as though i'm not loved.
He had always cared for my other siblings more than me.
Whenever they make mistakes, it seems as though it is easy for him to forgive them,
but when i made the slightest mistake,
He'd let me have it the worse.
I still remember the many slaps i got from him.
On one single night.
I can't even count how many i've received from him.

I also cannot accept the fact that he had a REALLY hard time in believing me.
He wouldn't believe that i have extra classes on holidays.
He wouldn't believe it if i didn't do anything wrong.
You could say he was constantly at my back, watching me, waiting for me to do something that upsets him.
That really annoys me.

But, little did i know,
He was the one who really cared so much for me.
When I first got my SPM results, he was the first to call me.
When i got accepted to Labuan Matriculation College, he was the one who wanted to see me off,
he even helped me with all the preparation.

Last year, in Ramadhan, i was kinda low in cash,
and i would only buy Nasi Lemak that cost RM2 a day to break my fast,
Then I almost cried when he sent me that sms..

"Sudah bank-in RM200. Beli lah buah-buahan. Baru sihat."

Those simple words made me believed, he really cares about me.

Like they say,
The GAJAH in front you cannot see,
The SEMUT across the ocean you can see.

My dad worked his life to make our life better,
The reason he had always come home in bad mood was because he has to figure out how to pay this and how to pay that,
In the meantime he is also thinking of how we are going to eat for that day.
He's constantly on the move, trying to figure out how to pay for the luxuries we asked for,
He even opened up a business,
so that he will also have money to feed us even though he is retired,
But even that was not a complete success,
As the strong wind had ruined the shop,
and barely any customers come now,
as it is dangerous,
and not family friendly.

But he's sick,
And it's breaks my heart to see him work that hard.

In one day, he'll eat lots and lots of pills, medicine for the pain,
The pain he got, by raising us.
When he bled, I was watching the television,
When he cried, I was laughing with my friends,
And when he was in pain, I was the one holding the knife on his throat...
He had sacrificed his whole life for us,
he dedicated himself to watch us become successful in life,
and have it easier than he did when he was young.

He never wanted us to feel poverty.

And that's why, I had come to know the real father i have.
The one I hated so much, had become the one I never want to let go,
The one I never want to see suffer,
The one I want to pay back to,
And last but not least,
The one I wanted to care for all my life.

I love you dad.
Forgive me...