Habits Of A Wanderer

In my memories of  childhood dreams, For the world to see, My heart is filled with a great dream. Through the long, dreary days, You were there. I can cry , For you fill my weary heart, Right here, right now, You are my shining gift! My life, my love, My gift!

 Went to Fatimah Hospital to visit my uncle. This was how the corner was decorated for Christmas.  My niece, Isy was attracted to the decorations which is where i ended up sitting to watch her so that she doesn't pull out any of the decorations Such a poser!! Aish! She just loves getting her picture taken like a celebrity

There was once a beautiful girl. With all the beauty you could possess in the world. Her hair as dark, as the summer night, her eyes, beautiful green and bright. The beautiful girl you could say, was as nice, as a bright sunny day. She wore the most dazzling dresses, best jewelry and such, but only thing her heart yearned form was a true mans touch. She ached and quaked, and felt deep inside, " i want a true hearted man to be my pride!" So she got up and went out, and gathered some men, do you know what happened then? She eliminated the too tall, the to fat, the too thin. She wanted a true hearted man, a handsome man, like it was a fearless sin, So she picked the unattractive and politely said "No", until all that was left was what could be described as, dashingly, sexy, row. Rugged and good looking, and what great smiles, these men were so perfect to look at, she nearly went wild. She pondered and pondered until she could ponder no more. She walked up to o...

Nocturnal. So take another drink. The journal. Makes your heart sink. Eternal. Too empty to think. So brutal. The words you bleed in ink. Suffering artist. Bleeds the deepest. Stressed writer. Tired fighter. Damaged poet. No one knows it. Frustrated. Hours have gone by. Aggravated. The paper is still dry. Defeated. Breakdown and cry. Deleted. Not worth another try. The words you bleed in ink. Hours since your last blink. Moment since your last drink. Buzz so thick, can't think. Missing the final link. The words you try to bleed in ink. Suffering artist, Bleeds the deepest, Yet soars the highest. Writing can be easy for some people but there also people who can't write after a certain period of time. This is called writer's block! I respect writers because they can't bleed the words they want in to the paper without any hesitation. I had this block for almost 6 months. I couldn't write any stories nor update my blog. Inspiration w...

Yesterday 20/10/2012 was Minyi's surprise birthday celebration. What can i say it was suppose to be a surprise birthday party but her mum told her that we are celebrating her birthday... no hard feelings as all of us had fun and that day is some day we will never forget as many memories has been made that day... People change but the memories you made with them remains the same even when you're going to die. habits die hard but remember memories you had with someone will very ever die. You might have forgotten them now but there are moments where you will remember them as you live your life.

The beautiful, little flower sat upon the hill, Surrounded and protected by the other plants, Its vibrant colours, a calling to others. Pilgrimage of animals, day by day, To worship- to bask in its glory. It still stands there, with all its pride. Living beautifully everyday, spreading joy to everyone. But then one day it realized, that someday that time will come, When it will have to wither, and will slowly have to die, It did not want to lose its beauty, nor did it want to disappear. The flower wanted to continue, To be worshiped and idolized for its looks, It still stands there, with all its pride. Living beautifully everyday, spreading jo to everyone. The flower finally realized what it had to do, The little flower began to absorb, All the nutrients from everything around, Everything that used to live around that little flower, Began to lose energy and started to wither away, It still stands there with all its greed, Living beautifully everyday, taking joy fr...

Each way i look, there's someone better looking.  More bold features.  Brighter smile.  I try to keep my smile, but then i see theirs.  It starts as a hallow hole in my chest.  Then i look a different way, and that hallow hole fills envy. Try the other way.  The hole turns in a black hole. A swarming abyss filled with no self-esteem, no self-worth and desire to be someone, anyone else. Then i turn and see a mirror. I see flaw after flaw. I turn the envy for better looking to hatred for myself. But what if; Each way i look, I see someone like me.  Someone who loves the sun and hates gas prices.  Someone had a bad day last week, someone eager for the weekends.  What if i didn't hate their bright smile, but returned one?  Instead of a hallow hole, I felt a beating heart, just like theirs.  And a compliment that made theirs beat faster, and mine grow larger.  If i turn the other way and op...

Never listen to anyone that says you need to change something about yourself! The only person you to please is you, and you're perfect just the way you are. Believe in yourself, for your difference are what makes you stand out. See the blemish on your face, Everyone tells you to erase, But you seem to think, While you're on the brink, That blemish is your own grace. See that bend on your stance, Noticeable in just one glance, Heal it, they say, Make it go away, But you carry on with you prance. See that frizz in your hair, That one that makes people stare, ''Look at that awful mane, Walking around she looks insane!'' But this is the only style you can bear. See that extra fat on your thighs, Where all the food you eat lies, They tell you to lose that weight, Then you'll start to look great, But here you're content with you're size. See the strength that you have within you, That one that makes you believe in, How you look ...

 Its been awhile since i wrote anything here. I missed it and now i am back on track. I have been spending some quality time with some of my friends who i didn't meet for about 2 years now. People tend to get hot when you don't see them for a long time. I missed all the fun stuff i did with them. People change but memories don't so i believe my friends are still the same under all those actions they do.Life is always full of  surprises for me. You never know when you will met run into someone you know after 12years or maybe being mistaken as someone's daughter. My life has never been all about me, myself but my life has always been about someone doing something for me. It will always will remembered. Maybe now no one appreciates what you have done but remember there is someone out there finding for someone they can trust. Someone they can have an heart to heart talk. There's someone being thankful for what you have done years ago. If you have helped someone, be happ...

Hmm.. Its been awhile since i posted anything here. Sorry because I got carried away with all my school works and also my tuition works. Well let me keep you all updated about my life :)  Its May already? so fast! I have been going through many things these past years and this year is very important to me since its SPM! the ticket out of school.lolx being dramatic here... Many good things and also bad things happened to me this year. 

          I have always hang out with you guys, AJ, ADI and ALEX. Its been awhile since I hang out with you guys. Today for a change I hang out with my 'other friends'. I think you all know who I'm talking about.Don't laugh. Its tiring being with them but I had a wonderful time with them. I am saying this now because I miss being with you guys and I prefer going out with you guys and not with my 'other guys'.I know that you guys are all busy because of assignments and group work (whatever its called) but when you all have time do call or text me.AJ THANK YOU FOR CALLING AND TEXTING ME FREQUENTLY NOT LIKE THE OTHER TWO DOINKS..         Oh ya, AJ I'm sorry i couldn't get you a present for your birthday and  ALEX thank you for buying me STARBUCKS.. To tell the truth I was surprised when you bought me one because every time when AJ or I ask you for one, you would say NO MONEY,BANKRUPT LA or NO MONEY NO TAL...

  Its been a while since i talked about stress. All this time i have been talking about Deepavali and holidays but there are too much of stress to handle for me now. Well you might ask back its year end what causes you stress but the reason i am stress is because its year end!! Well let me explain in detailed. Firstly i don't know what;s my position in class , i know the position but there were changes so i am not sure now. Then i have few pending projects which i have to finish everything by this friday and all the paperwork too. Doing the activity is fun but paper works!! never fun for me.  AHHHH!!! This is depressing and I am not going to talk about it anymore... ~ weheeee~ just updating my blog so that it won't look so dead :)

A woman loves you, She's trying her best at love, Following you like a shadow everyday, That woman is laughing and crying She shouts out in her heart! How much longer do I have to keep looking at you like this? Alone... This love that came like the wind,this beggar love If I continue this way,will you love me? Such miserable love! How much longer do I have to continue this for you to love me? Just come a little nearer, One step closer but flee with 2 legs, I who love you am next to you now. That woman who comes. That woman is cautions. That's why you have to learn to smile. What she can't tell her best friend, her heart full of tears. That's why, that's why When she loved you the same way, Yet another fool, another fool like you, Can't hug her before you go. I want to receive love. Everyday in my heart, just in my heart, I shout and that woman is next to me again. Will you ever love me?

My husband is an Engineer ... by profession, I love him for his steady nature, and I love the warm feeling when I lean against his broad shoulders. Three years of courtship and now, two years into marriage, I would have to admit, that I am getting tired of it. The reasons of me loving him before, has now transformed into the cause of all my restless. I am a sentimental woman and extremely sensitive when it comes to a relationship and my feelings, I yearn for the romantic moments, like a little girl yearning for candy. My husband, is my complete opposite, his lack of sensitivity, and the inability of bringing romantic moments into our marriage has disheartened me about love. One day, I finally decided to tell him my decision, that I wanted a divorce. “Why?” he asked, shocked. “I am tired, there are no reasons for everything in the world!” I answered. He kept silent the whole night, seems to be in deep thought with a lighted cigarette at all times. My feeling of disapp...

Everyone has fun when their with their cousins and also with family members. There are no limits how much fun we can have when we are with them just like me. No one can describe how much fun we can have when we are with them , words are not enough to describe those wonderful moments. There are no rules when we are with cousins. Here are some pictures of my cousins craziness : all my cousins with baby Isyanee posing again posing at the entrance posing in front of the map >.< posing again.click!! click with gangsta baby at swan ride