May 2010

That Weekend

I’ve not had a decent update for a while now. Why so? I’ve been busy with a lot of things. From work to family to friends.

Organized a BBQ party a few weeks back. It was a whole lot of fun. We had to invite new people to the BBQ. I brought my Brissy friends, Ummi invited her Japan friends and there was us the BBGSians. Oh let’s not forget two Subangnians as well.

The venue was at Ummi’s place, Astana Kasih. Her backyard is spacious and quite well lit. Mats were placed with balloons and candles too. We had fun on the mat. Some sat, some was laying down.

Played a few rounds of UNO and “Pembunuh & Polis” (Killer & Police). “Pembunuh & Pencuri” (Killer & Police)  is a game that Alia B taught us. It’s fun. Yet it’s stressful. It can take hours to actually catch the Pembunuh (Killer). How do you play it? The killer has to wink to kill their prey. The police must try to catch him/her. If he succeeds, game ends. We also played “Monyet-Monyet” (Monkey Monkey). One ball, a group and one monkey who has to try to catch the ball. Well, Alia was the Monkey throughout the night. We were pretty got players I must say.

We stayed til quite late, as Ummi’s dad Encik Nasir was not around. How generous of him to allow us to use his backyard for a BBQ! Gotta love him and his generosity!

A couple of pictures from that night. Should gather more often la people!

My not so little brother.

Lela, Izyan and Mot.

Incomplete. We missed you, Liyana.

The girls.

Me looking like a giant!

Erfan’s wishing balloon.

We were watching the balloon slowly disappearing into the black sky.

Erfan with his awesome blue tatas!

Shuhid aka Mot, the celebrated.

Ummi, the host.

Can I Own You Now?

Things that am dreaming of owning it one day. With my very own hard earned money. Insyallah.

Ferragamo Flats

Chanel 2.55Canon G11Cartier WatchThomas Sabo Bracelet - Black OnyxThomas Sabo Bracelet - TurquoiseRayban Aviators

To You

“If I ever had to leave, just remember that you never left my heart.”

- Juwita Jalil

Growing Up Pains

“As we grow older we tend to grow apart. But that’s just not us. We’ve tried. But we can never be apart.”

- Juwita Jalil

Superwoman

Superwoman by Karen White

Early in the morning
I put breakfast at your table
And make sure that your coffee
Has its sugar and cream

Your eggs are over easy
Your toast done lightly
All that’s missing is your morning kiss
That used to greet me

Now you say the juice is sour
It used to be so sweet
And I can’t help but to wonder
If you’re talking ’bout me

We don’t talk the way we used to talk
It’s hurtin’ so deep
I’ve got my pride, I will not cry
But it’s makin’ me weak

I’m not your superwoman
I’m not the kind of girl that you can let down
And think that everything’s okay
Boy, I am only human
This girl needs more than occasional
Hugs as a token of love from you to me, ooh, baby

I fought my way through the rush hour
Trying to make it home just for you
I want to make sure that your dinner
Will be waiting for you

But when you get there you just tell me
You’re not hungry at all
You said you’d rather read the paper
And you don’t want to talk

You like to think that I’m just crazy
When I say that you changed
I’m convinced I know the problem
You don’t love me the same

You’re just going through the motions
And you’re not being fair
I’ve got my pride, I will not cry
Still I can’t help but care

I’m not your superwoman (Oh, no, no)
I’m not the kind of girl that you can let down
And think that everything’s okay
Boy, I am only human (I’m only human)
This girl needs more than occasional
Hugs as a token of love from you to me

I’m not your superwoman (Hoo, hoo, hoo, ooh, ooh, hoo)
I’m not the kind of girl that you can let down (Hey)
And think that everything’s okay (Don’t let me down, don’t you let me down)
Boy, I am only human (I’m only human, yeah)
This girl needs more than occasional
Hugs as a token (Ooh, ooh) of love from you to me

Oh, baby, look into the corners of your mind
I’ll always be there for you through good and bad times
But I can’t be that superwoman that you want me to be
I’ll give my everlasting love if you’ll return love to me

I’m not your superwoman (Oh, no, oh, no)
I’m not the kind of girl that you can let down
And think that everything’s okay
Boy, I am only human (I’m only human)
This girl needs more than occasional
Hugs as a token of love from you to me (Oh, no)

If you feel it in your heart
And you understand me
Stop right where you are
Everybody sing along with me

Hoo, hoo, hoo, ooh, ooh, hoo
Hoo, hoo, hoo, ooh, ooh, hoo
I’m the kind of girl that can treat you so sweet
But you got to realize that you got to be sweeter to me, oh, ho, ho

Hoo, hoo, hoo, ooh, ooh, hoo
Hoo, hoo, hoo, ooh, ooh, hoo
I need love
I need just your love

I’m not your superwoman (Oh, no)
I’m not the kind of girl that you can let down (You can let down)
And think that everything’s okay
Boy, I am only human (I’m only human)
This girl needs more than occasional (Hey, hey, hey, hey)
Hugs as a token of love from you to me

I’m not your superwoman

Got to love this song. It’s always a favourite of mine. Sue Ann introduced me to it. The lyrics are simple yet so direct. So guys listen up to this and understand. Haha.

Hoping for A Miracle

“If you love someone. Tell it up front. Even if it hurts. Even if it’s not right. Even if you can’t be together. They could be gone tomorrow.”

- Juwita Jalil

I’ve lost two grandfathers, one grandmother, one step-grandmother, an uncle and a few friends throughout my 25 years.

Most of it was shocking. Some was a painful process. Nonetheless, it hurts. I miss them. It’s painful to watch them slip away from you.

Today, I watched a dear aunt of mine laying on the bed with all sorts of tubes going through her nose and mouth. It looked painful. But she didn’t budge. Called out her name with no response. She’s in the deepest sleep known to man, coma. I miss how jovial she was. Making jokes. Remembering going for Hari Raya at her place. How she loves coming over to our house. Eating the cookies I made.

There was this one time, when I was much younger. I served her my burnt cookies and she still at them with a big smile on her face.

As I was sitting next to her with a Yasin in hand. I thought I saw her moving her head. I thought I saw it twice. Maybe am delusional at that point. But even my dad said he saw it. My dad touched her hand. There was no response.

Family members have gathered. Hoping she will fight. Hoping for a miracle.

I’ve learn my lesson. I won’t let the people I love slip away. I will cherish each and everyone of my family members and friends. I won’t hold back in love. We will never know when our time is up or theirs for all that matters.

I love my family. I love my friends. I love you.

xx

p/s : Don’t go just yet Teh. We all love you. Fight.

pp/s : By the way, my lovely aunt has passed on.

An Old Poem I Wrote

love…
is just a momentary feeling,
a feeling that gives you butterflies,
drifting you off to somewhere beautiful,
lost in a world only you know where,
you’ll be caught up within your own emotions,
what used to be ordinary seems so bizarre,
the littlest things are what makes you smile,
their voice is like the sweetest melody,
while their words are the secret lyrics,
to the rhythm in your head,their presences is a bliss…a perfect bliss.

love…
it leads us to uninvited jealousy,
leading us to pain,the bumpy roads we take,
sleepless nights we suffer,
questions we wish we had the answers to.

love…
is just an illusion,
yet we seek for it,
we hunger gor it,
but why?
simply because…it makes you feel special to know that someone loves you.

Easy Peasy

“A man don’t want anything they get too easy.”

Vivien Leigh

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