Friday, September 29, 2006

:*: Hypocritical :*:



Lips of An Angel by Hinder

Honey why are you calling me so late
It's kinda hard to talk right now
Honey why are you crying is everything okay
I gotta whisper cause I can't be too loud
Well, my girls in the next room
Sometimes I wish she was you
I guess we never really moved on

It's really good to hear your voice saying my name
It sounds so sweet
Coming from the lips of an angel
Hearing those words it makes me weak
And I never wanna say goodbye
But girl you make it hard to be faithful
With the lips of an angel

It's funny that you're calling me tonight
And yes I've dreamt of you too
And does he know you're talking to me
Will it start a fight
No I don't think she has a clue
Well my girls in the next room
Sometimes I wish she was you

I guess we never really moved on
It's really good to hear your voice saying my name
It sounds so sweet
Coming from the lips of an angel
Hearing those words it makes me weak
And I never wanna say goodbye
But girl you make it hard to be faithful
With the lips of an angel

It's really good to hear your voice saying my name
It sounds so sweet
Coming from the lips of an angel
Hearing those words it makes me weak
And I never wanna say goodbye
But girl you make it hard to be faithful
With the lips of an angel
(And I never wanna say goodbye)
But girl you make it so hard to be faithful
With the lips of an angel
Honey why are you calling me so late


Sidenotes:
I don't really post lyrics on here, but this song just touched me so bad.

:*: It's been a While :*:

It's been a while since I've step into Bangsar.


Well yesterday after breaking my fast back home, Warith and Shahrul came over to pick me up for a drink.

Then Shahrul was like, "Hey, where are we going?"
Me: "Don't know, any mamak will do".
Warith : Let's go Bangsar, it's been a while since we've been there.

While turning into the junction to Bangsar..

Shahrul: "Is this Bangsar?"
Warith: "Change already?"
Me: "Are you sure we're not at Central Market?"

All the sudden I saw this new mini shopping mall in the middle of Bangsar town.

No.

I'm not confused between Bangsar Shopping Mall and Bangsar Shopping Village.

It's another new one.

Or maybe another Village..hahaha...

I've asked around no one knew what is the new mini mall name.

Sha *Rocks The House™* says:
i dunno

Sha *Rocks The House™* says:
dah tak pergi there cos of puasa month

•°¤*(¯`°º°Mîss¤Èrýñ°º°´¯)*¤°• need to feed the Orphans says:
coz of puasa month cannot go bangsar la

•°¤*(¯`°º°Mîss¤Èrýñ°º°´¯)*¤°• need to feed the Orphans says:
what kind of theory is that?

Sha *Rocks The House™* says:
i go bangsar usually for lunch

Sha *Rocks The House™* says:
dinner with the family

Sha *Rocks The House™* says:
dinner during puasa usually at home cos later go terawih

Sha *Rocks The House™* says:
so no bangsar

Everyone tend to be a little slow down at their activities due to fasting month. To all my muslim friends, without most of you it will be a quiet month indeed, in the club. Haha.

By the way, I've stumbled upon this creature that I had no clue what it was even until when I read it I'm still having chills, one of these things that gives you goosebumps every time you think of it.



A Jerboa.

Small long tail rodent that jumps long distance using its long hind legs.


Sidenotes:
Can't wait to berbuka with Warith and friends next week.
Can't wait to watch Devil Wears Prada and Angel Wears Bata next week too with May and Aishah.

I love keeping myself occupied.

Monday, September 25, 2006

:*: When We Broke Up :*:



I've broke up with Bakry Yesterday.

It's official this time.

I'm sad, but the fond memories I have experienced with Bakry will always keep me hanging around.

I just broke down yesterday. But after I had a little talk and few hugs from Him, I was back to the feeling of Contented.

At least I knew, I was Noticed in other peoples life.


Sidenotes:
Blog skin changed and going to stick like this for a while. Hope you guys love it.

I know He loves it.

Sunday, September 24, 2006

:*: Happy Ramadan my Lalinks :*:



Finally the month of the year we're always not looking forward to is here.

But sadly to say I'm not fasting today...

NO.

It's not cause I'm skipping or lazy or gastric problem or forget to eat morning...It is more like He forgot to wake me up today to eat.

*While driving to the office today*

Me: You woke up for sahur tak today?
Him: Yes.
Me: Why didn't wake me up?
Him: You bukan boleh puasa pun today.
Me: Yeah at least I could eat something to survive the day since everyone is fasting.
Him: Hungry lah ni?
Me: Yeah. Takkan I nak makan infront of everyone although I'm not fasting?

I hate getting periods especially during the first week of Ramadan. Killing the joy of fasting. To make it worst still...

I got flu and cough today.

Sidenotes:
And no, this is not my new lay out. Just temporary. Just tired of the old one. Chronicles theme are a bit too teeny for me now. I'm growing up.

Saturday, September 23, 2006

:*: Semi-Hiatus for a new Look :*:

This blog will go on a semi-hiatus for the time being.



Revamping a new look Baby.

New theme for my blog is Fresh, New and Unadulterated.

I'm going through a metamorphosis period in my life, and this blog is my decoy diary meaning I have to make-up her up too..

Ciao, bellas.

Monday, September 18, 2006

:*: He says Love is Bullshit :*:

But this is what I think Love is.

Perfect love is rare indeed - for to be a lover will require that you continually have the subtlety of the very wise, the flexibility of the child, the sensitivity of the artist, the understanding of the philosopher, the acceptance of the saint, the tolerance of the scholar and the fortitude of the certain.

Agree?

Sidenotes:
I want it more than That baby.

Thursday, September 14, 2006

:*: I feel so Unwanted :*:



How could I have burned Paradise?
You were never mine Baby

Tuesday, September 12, 2006

:*: Contented :*:

Today is back to basic.

For the past week, I've been writing of daily life soap operas I've seen from my point of view. Well, today is something different.

Today is back to Me.

I'm feeling very love sick.

Is it love or infatuation?

I don't really know.

But this is what I think.

Infatuation is instant desire, like one set of glands calling to another.

Love is friendship that had caught fire. It takes root and grow's, one day at a time.

Infatuation is marked by a feeling of insecurity. you are excited and eager, but not genuinely happy. There are nagging doubts, unanswered questions, little bits and pieces about your beloved that you would as soon as examine too closely. It might spoil the dream.

Love is the quiet understanding and mature acceptance of imperfection. It is real. It gives you strength and grows beyond you to bolster your beloved. You are warmed by their presence, even when they are away. Miles do not seperate you. You have so many wonderful little films in your head that you keep replaying. But near or far, you know they are yours, and you can wait.

Infatuation says, "We must get married right away. I can't risk losing them."

Love says, "Be patient. Don't panic. Plan your future with confidence."

Infatuation has an element of sexual excitement. Whenever you are together, you hope it will end in intimacy.

Love is not based on sex. It is the maturation of friendship, which makes sex so much sweeter. You must be friends before you can be lovers.

Infatuation lacks confidence. when they' re away, you wonder if they're cheating. sometimes, you check.

Love means trust. You are calm, secure and unthreatened. They feel your trust, and it makes them even more trustworthy.

Infatuation might lead you to do things you will regret, but love never steers you in the wrong direction.

Love is upper. It makes you feel whole. It completes the circle. It fills the empty space in your heart. love is elevating. It lifts you up. It makes you look up. It makes you think up.

It makes you a better person than you were before. If you have love in your life, it can make up for a great many things you don't have. If there is no love in your life, whatever else there is has a lot less meaning.

Sidenotes:

You never knew how you made me feel Contented.

Saturday, September 09, 2006

:*: Stop trying to change Me :*:

Lately I've decided to write more on my personal views of what I see or hear in my daily life, rather than telling the whole world about my dramatic day. This is the small steps I'm taking to be a writer. So discuss and yell at me if you have to.

It seems there's a lot of talk with teens and individuality these days. With the ads and everyone saying to be yourself, you think everyone is completely distinct and different. After all you should always be unique and not be influenced by other people right?

What a load of bullshit.

First of all let me explain influence. Many people think you shouldn't let other people influence you because it will change who you are. Manipulating someone will take away their freedom and their own choices right? Well if you really believe that, answer this.

How did you pick what kind of clothes you like to wear?
Go to your drawer and pull out your favorite clothes. Look at them and ask yourself why do you like them.

Is it the color?
The designs?
Those cute frills or cool patterns?

Now ask yourself this question. Did someone influence you to like them? You're probably thinking "What are you talking about? No one told me to like these, I told myself that."

Well think of it this way, you like those clothes because you were influenced to. Look around you. Are people wearing clothes similar to you?

Chances are they're wearing jeans and so are you. You don't actually like them because of your own choice, you were influenced to have a liking toward your clothes.

It may be hard to grasp the idea so I'll try to give an example. I am an average teenager. Like all teenagers, I want a lot of stuff. Recently a lot of my friends bought the new iPod. Seeing that almost everyone has an iPod, I now wants one too. It doesn't matter if the iPod is useful or not, or the fact that everyone thinks its cool. Whatever the reason, it doesn't change the fact that I was influenced. I was manipulated into wanting the iPod.

Manipulated sounds like a harsh word, huh? Well technically I was manipulated, although you can use the word "influence" for a less brusque tone.

Even if people stopped trying to change you, its impossible to not be influenced in other ways. Anything can be an influence to anyone. Every action in this world results in some kind of change, even if its the slightest. Action turns into reaction, causes create effects.

Examples of influences and their results:
The child talks like a wannabe because the older kids talk like that.
The girl wears revealing clothes because she likes the fact guys check her out more.
(I know I always do that..)

Now there's nothing wrong with being influenced. After all everyone is being told to do things, or their surroundings are telling them. You can't escape it either. All around you things are telling you something.

The shopping mall is telling you to shop there. The health commercials are telling you to be more conscious of your health. Your group of peers are telling you to be more like them.

The world is constantly telling you something. Each living thing or object is talking to you. Everything in the universe wants to tell you things: they want to have a conversation with you.

These conversations can happen any where and at any time. In fact they do happen everywhere, every time. They may be saying things that you don't believe but the more they talk, the more you listen. And the more you listen, the more those crazy things sound perfectly right.

That my friend is what influence is.

The world tells you something and you either choose to listen or not. Once you listen to enough of the conversation, you slowly start to accept is as your values or beliefs. You absorb these conversations into your head, which turns into values because you refer back to it. What makes you you is your collection of these values and beliefs.

In this world, you are nothing: there is no such thing as being yourself.

Your personality and values: these things that make you you were already created a long time ago. You are just combining these materials, fabricating them into an unique creation. Wearing jeans isn't something new, and neither is being nice.

Your values were thought of already, you don't have anything original to offer. The only original thing you have is the unique combination of someone else's beliefs. You are a collection of influences and values, and you are constantly changing. That is what you are.

So now you understand why I don't like it when people say "Stop trying to change me!" or something like that. Remember you're just a vessel for storing different beliefs. Those beliefs will always change. It's not your will or choice. You are going to be different , you are going to adapt to your surroundings, you are going to change.

You are going to listen to those conversations, and you will believe them.

Friday, September 08, 2006

:*: Be in Control : Don't Retaliate :*:




Today I read this article about a murder. A man killed his friend, who molested his girlfriend. He couldn't control his anger and just stabbed the guy.

I'm not going to talk about molestation today by the way. It's a hard topic for me to discuss by the way.

So let's think about this situation. If your girlfriend were molested or hurt in some way, would it be right to kill the one who assaulted them? This is basically a question about values. Is it right to kill a man who has wronged? Is it even right to kill a man? After all, he did hurt your life in a drastic way. Don't you have the right to hurt him back?

This is the thinking of an avenger. An avenger wants to get even with someone who most likely has disrupted his/her life in some way. Revenge is usually considered bad, but the media portrays it as part of being a hero. The bad guy hurt the good guy so now the good guy has to get even with the villain.

As you can see, we live in a very vengeful society. Revenge is around us, from gang fights to getting even with your boss. If someone harmed you, harm them back. But is revenge really the answer to problems?

Let's look at an example. Boy A is a mildly violent middle schooler; he's basically a bully. Boy A feels like beating someone up so he picks the nearest kid, Boy B, and promptly lands a punch to the face. Now Boy B has two choices here. He could either retaliate and start a fight, or just do nothing and wait for an adult.

Now society tells us that not attacking means you're a coward. Frankly it's the opposite. If the other person keeps fighting, it means he can't control himself. He's weak. You're strong if you can tune out the peer pressure and the encouraging crowd. If he keeps attacking, you can keep blocking without causing harm.

So retaliation isn't the best course of action if you want to prove you're strong. If you really do have strength, use it to defend instead of attacking. Plus if you can keep blocking the blows, you'll look even cooler.