o que significa quando as coisas não começ melhor do que antes?
quando se não ousar mesmo dizer a seus amigos que está em um relacionamento?
a única explanação que você se deu é... ele é tímida
quando tiver muitas borboletas cerca-o...e está feliz? e é orgulhoso dele?
a única razão que você se deu é... você é afortunada que você é esse escolhe
quando flertar abertamente...
tudo que você pode fazer é somente relógio e olhar fixo...quietamente...
e a suas altas respostas?
tudo que você poderia fazer é pode somente fechar um olho e abrir um olho...
que ele todos os meios quando você puder somente manter o silêncio, for ignorante, engole todo seu descontentamento? quando você actuou autístico outra vez?
você foi insano…
somos pesarosos
Tuesday, October 21, 2008
Tuesday, September 9, 2008
It's complicated
The relationship of all things in life is complicated from the beginning.
It's hard, from the starts, I know when I decided to make the move.
It's going to be hard, I know when I took up the role.
There'll be lots of questions, I'll drown,
I know, and I should be prepared.
We will be fine, that's what I hope.
We will be great, that's what I wish.
Basically, I dont know what I want to blog... there are so much things I wanna say but I dont know how to put them in sentence. There are so much doubts I wanna make clear of, but I dont know where to start. There are so many questions I wanna ask, but I dont know who to ask. There are so many empty places I should fill with a full-stop, but I dont know why I should stop. There are many times I wanna run away, but I dont know Why I should run, Where I should hide, Who exactly I wanna run away from and What should I do after running away.
and that's why, am still stucked here, cracking my head, crying in the pillow for a reason. Or no reason.
이것은 생활이다...그리고 이것은 복잡합니다...
It's hard, from the starts, I know when I decided to make the move.
It's going to be hard, I know when I took up the role.
There'll be lots of questions, I'll drown,
I know, and I should be prepared.
We will be fine, that's what I hope.
We will be great, that's what I wish.
Basically, I dont know what I want to blog... there are so much things I wanna say but I dont know how to put them in sentence. There are so much doubts I wanna make clear of, but I dont know where to start. There are so many questions I wanna ask, but I dont know who to ask. There are so many empty places I should fill with a full-stop, but I dont know why I should stop. There are many times I wanna run away, but I dont know Why I should run, Where I should hide, Who exactly I wanna run away from and What should I do after running away.
and that's why, am still stucked here, cracking my head, crying in the pillow for a reason. Or no reason.
이것은 생활이다...그리고 이것은 복잡합니다...
Tuesday, September 2, 2008
compression
s1 reached my limit...
sitting in some kind of direct sales meeting, bored to the max and it's killing me...I know it's rude to sms while sby giving a speech, coz what i showed i didnt respect the speaker. I do not need any1 of you to remind me of that, i know it very well coz i used to give speech every week.
However, I couldnt stop myself from not doing that. I needed to divert my frustration and transform my impatience to other form of energy, so that i would not walk off when s1 is sharing his or her achievement of the month on the stage. That would be even rude, if I did that. I sat quietly, kept reminding myself that take it as another usual toastmaster meeting at uni. And, I managed to sit till the last minute of the meeting.
It was suppose to be a happy meeting, where every1 celebrated their fellow colleagues's success. And I was supposed to cherish with my two other old friends, who hav achieved their goal in the business. I am happy for them.
I know they like this business so much, I know you see your future in it. I will not stop you from pursuing your dream, but do not force me to pursue the dream that you long for as it is not my dream. I appreciate the energy and the motivation you have, I will borrow them to build my career too, but do not force me to use those positive energy to do something that I do not like...and made me sat in the test of testing my patience, that was the most painful part of knowing you...
sitting in some kind of direct sales meeting, bored to the max and it's killing me...I know it's rude to sms while sby giving a speech, coz what i showed i didnt respect the speaker. I do not need any1 of you to remind me of that, i know it very well coz i used to give speech every week.
However, I couldnt stop myself from not doing that. I needed to divert my frustration and transform my impatience to other form of energy, so that i would not walk off when s1 is sharing his or her achievement of the month on the stage. That would be even rude, if I did that. I sat quietly, kept reminding myself that take it as another usual toastmaster meeting at uni. And, I managed to sit till the last minute of the meeting.
It was suppose to be a happy meeting, where every1 celebrated their fellow colleagues's success. And I was supposed to cherish with my two other old friends, who hav achieved their goal in the business. I am happy for them.
I know they like this business so much, I know you see your future in it. I will not stop you from pursuing your dream, but do not force me to pursue the dream that you long for as it is not my dream. I appreciate the energy and the motivation you have, I will borrow them to build my career too, but do not force me to use those positive energy to do something that I do not like...and made me sat in the test of testing my patience, that was the most painful part of knowing you...
Monday, August 25, 2008
the lesson of talking in life...
Some people just wanna talk...communication allows us to exchange information...
in order to communicate they could talk bad about ppl...as an information to exchange with other, just to get a change to speak to that person...
Some people, would just talk something which doesnt make a point, coz they just wanna talk, to feel their existence..
Some people just want to share their joy and they talk like a chatterbox, but they do not realize what they said hurt you... and finally they found out what they said was stupid...
Sometimes it is annoying that when you have to listen to all the things that they had to say, but we need s1 who talk like these in life, so that the things, that we want the world knows but which we do not feel like talking bout it, is spread...And sth we need and are supposed to know will reach our eardrums... It's contradicting I know...
But lately I just feel I hav had enough of all these, when s1 trying to prove the existence of oneself keeps talking like a fly... stop making anymore 'noise', you fly!!!!!!!!! you got 'mouth - diarrhoea'???!!!!
*piak~~~~~
in order to communicate they could talk bad about ppl...as an information to exchange with other, just to get a change to speak to that person...
Some people, would just talk something which doesnt make a point, coz they just wanna talk, to feel their existence..
Some people just want to share their joy and they talk like a chatterbox, but they do not realize what they said hurt you... and finally they found out what they said was stupid...
Sometimes it is annoying that when you have to listen to all the things that they had to say, but we need s1 who talk like these in life, so that the things, that we want the world knows but which we do not feel like talking bout it, is spread...And sth we need and are supposed to know will reach our eardrums... It's contradicting I know...
But lately I just feel I hav had enough of all these, when s1 trying to prove the existence of oneself keeps talking like a fly... stop making anymore 'noise', you fly!!!!!!!!! you got 'mouth - diarrhoea'???!!!!
*piak~~~~~
Wednesday, August 6, 2008
slipping away...
I wonder what was I doing,
Doing nothing, looking at everyone grabbing their chance...
I stood there, letting my chance slipping away...
I should have looked for it,
Should have grabbed it...
And I could have just done the same thing as others
But I just let it slipped away...
It's the 1st time I feel the word 'sorry'
is never enough...
Coz I cant turn back the time,
Something that I would regret
And I made them regret
Coz I just let it go like this...
Something that we had waited so long.
Doing nothing, looking at everyone grabbing their chance...
I stood there, letting my chance slipping away...
I should have looked for it,
Should have grabbed it...
And I could have just done the same thing as others
But I just let it slipped away...
It's the 1st time I feel the word 'sorry'
is never enough...
Coz I cant turn back the time,
Something that I would regret
And I made them regret
Coz I just let it go like this...
Something that we had waited so long.
Saturday, July 19, 2008
Back to be with you - counting down
There were times when I miss you so much, I wanted to rush to the airport and buy a ticket bk home.
There were times I miss you so much that I wanted to cry when I think of you...
Although am going bk in a week, the nearer the days are...more impatient I am...crazier I get...
Never thought to be apart is this hard...
I wanna tell you - 'I dont want to be away from you for this long...I cant stand the feeling of missing me...they are 'eating' me bits by bits...'
There were times I miss you so much that I wanted to cry when I think of you...
Although am going bk in a week, the nearer the days are...more impatient I am...crazier I get...
Never thought to be apart is this hard...
I wanna tell you - 'I dont want to be away from you for this long...I cant stand the feeling of missing me...they are 'eating' me bits by bits...'
Thursday, July 17, 2008
How have you been living your life?
We lost our identity...
They were surprised...we speak their language, at the same time we speak many other languages...
We speak Malay (which we have been speaking quite a lot this whole month...)
We speak English, very fluent English, fluent than anyone of them who are here...
We speak Mandarin, the official language of the mainland...
We speak Cantonese, the language of this island...
They were confused who we are...we have the same face that they have, but we are Malaysian.
We were thought to be the Chinese from China...but we do not have neither the Shanghai accent nor Beijing accent...
We were thought to be Macau ppl...but our slangs are different...
I was even thought to be Korean...but till now none of them know I can speak Korean and yet always talked bout us, Malaysian, in front of me...
Do the Chinese from the mainland not know hundred years ago some of your ancestors migrated to South East Asia to work? Havent they learnt World Chineses? Do not tell me they do not have such thing as we have World Englishes. Do they not know there are places at the other part of the world who can speak Chinese? Would they even faint when they see Indian in our country speak Chinese? What have you been feeding yourselves in your life all this while? Coach bags? LV purses? Bobby Brown cosmetics? and mengagung-agungkan the Cabbage...Do you even know how's their culture like? Or you only know the Cabbages from their drama series? Go out and learn some knowledge of the world...I even doubt if they know how many races are there in Malaysia or Singapore? What kind of lifestyle we are leaving?
Do the Cabbage even know where is Malaysia? Who Malaysians are? You are so full of yourselves...Full of your own culture...And so proud of being agung-agung by the Chineses. There are many other races here. Do you even care to know more about the culture of other countries?
I have been a fly on the wall for the past few weeks...to observe the ppl where my ancesters came from...and the Cabbages...YOU really disappointed me...
They were surprised...we speak their language, at the same time we speak many other languages...
We speak Malay (which we have been speaking quite a lot this whole month...)
We speak English, very fluent English, fluent than anyone of them who are here...
We speak Mandarin, the official language of the mainland...
We speak Cantonese, the language of this island...
They were confused who we are...we have the same face that they have, but we are Malaysian.
We were thought to be the Chinese from China...but we do not have neither the Shanghai accent nor Beijing accent...
We were thought to be Macau ppl...but our slangs are different...
I was even thought to be Korean...but till now none of them know I can speak Korean and yet always talked bout us, Malaysian, in front of me...
Do the Chinese from the mainland not know hundred years ago some of your ancestors migrated to South East Asia to work? Havent they learnt World Chineses? Do not tell me they do not have such thing as we have World Englishes. Do they not know there are places at the other part of the world who can speak Chinese? Would they even faint when they see Indian in our country speak Chinese? What have you been feeding yourselves in your life all this while? Coach bags? LV purses? Bobby Brown cosmetics? and mengagung-agungkan the Cabbage...Do you even know how's their culture like? Or you only know the Cabbages from their drama series? Go out and learn some knowledge of the world...I even doubt if they know how many races are there in Malaysia or Singapore? What kind of lifestyle we are leaving?
Do the Cabbage even know where is Malaysia? Who Malaysians are? You are so full of yourselves...Full of your own culture...And so proud of being agung-agung by the Chineses. There are many other races here. Do you even care to know more about the culture of other countries?
I have been a fly on the wall for the past few weeks...to observe the ppl where my ancesters came from...and the Cabbages...YOU really disappointed me...
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