Grasping.

I stumbled upon this daily timetable in my Moral textbook;

5:30 pagi - 6:30 pagi  : Mengulang kaji pelajaran.


What rot.

Ocean To Nowhere.

barbecue barbecue barbecue barbecue bar be cue bar be cue bar be cue barrrr beeee cuuuue

Why, hello!

If you were wondering, yes i do this quite often - pronounce a word slowly and see if it makes sense. Currently it doesn't really register. And no, the question is not how in the world the word came about cause mehhh, what do i know.

No point to this post, really. Just wanted to talk a little here and there and maybe i'll look back at this and laugh to myself - or at, as the situation might be. So anyway, my sister isn't going to school tomorrow, oh nos. :(

I read the dictionary too when i'm bored.

Never Empty.

Your love is a symphony

All around me

Running through me

When I call, He always always answers. And still is, overwhelming.

It's 4:03

I tossed and turned all night long like a restless baby. How long have i been staring at this freakin' ceiling! Memorizing every detail - a stretch of water patch, cracked plaster, flowers, more flowers - and unconsciously tracing a finger in the air. Oh if there was an exam - a ceiling exam *scoff* how i would totally pass.

And so, as i slowly traced my finger across every end of the ceiling, the water patch started to mutate? into what is that - a pair of eyes? My gaze drifted to the cracked plaster, wait, no, a nose?! Hoo-boy, the hours are finally working its magic. And oh, the flowers! Oh gosh, are they smiling at me? A rather warm smile for flowers, i'd say. And hm, quite a familiar pair of eyes. Beautiful gray, sparkling eyes.

Stop torturing me, i whispered loudly.

But no, they kept smiling, staring, swirling.

"Hah!" I let out a sigh of defeat. I pushed the covers aside, reached over to the little table - idling? - beside my bed and grabbed the cordless phone, punched in those familiar numbers and waited.

Dialtone.

Oh boy, what am i thinking? It's 4:03. Am i nuts am i nuts am i nutsssss.

Dialtone.

I am counting till 3 and if there is no answer-

"Hello?"

Every festival, same issue.

By now, you'd be thinking, Wow i am on a roll today. But no, i'd be sleeping by now if it weren't for those fireworks. And of course behind each firework, an inconsiderate person. sigh. Don't they know it's 12.30 already?! Or that eyebags don't look good on CNY? Aren't they sleepy?! Can't they hear my dog barking madly? Oh *groan* here they go again!

Just maybe, you do.

If you fall, stumble down
I'll pick you up off the ground

If you lose faith in you

I'll give you strength to pull through

Tell me you won't give up

Cause I'll be waiting if you fall you know

I'll be there for you

I love you, you know. :)

A Stand.

Sometimes, i feel like running away from this. No, it's not an act of cowardice. It's weakness.

But i'm not weak.
I'm afraid.
But i'll still try.
And, i won't stop believing.

Oh, Blessed Chinese New Year, dearests! :) Love, love, love.