ps: i love you

10 things i hate about you:

1. i hate that you are far, making it hard for me to bear the feelings of missing you, having no one to run to when the day gets dark

2. i hate that i'm reminded of you everytime i see my baby cats because their watery and dark eyes kinda remind me of yours

3. i hate that i have to go to the vet by my own without you because one of the babies are having constant eye boogers and most of the time he can't see :( and most of the time he doesn't know where his momy is

4. i hate that it's the festive season, and you are still not here, and apparently everyone is not here

5. i hate the way you make me feel guilty for hurting you, eventhough i am to blame

6. i hate the way you're being all sweet even when i'm in my meanest self

7. i hate that sometimes you dont get what i'm saying and you'll say something else about another thing and we'll start rowing over each other

8. i hate that you always give in to me, just genuinely wants me to be happy and not give up on me :')

9. i hate your somet

10. but mostly i hate, the way i dont hate you, not even close, not even a little bit, not even at all.

(i just have to use the line from 10 things i hate about you for number 10, because it is just perfect where it is)

this is something i doodled when i was in a bus, on my way back to KL from a one day trip to Melaka to see Apiz :) and i think this so-called art piece should be about three years old by now. it was one of the best days i had as a student, a friend and a lover :)

Apiz Dear, i miss everything about you!!

delirium

summer on a rainy sunday

it was a wet sunday evening. it didnt rain all the time though. one minute its pouring and windy like your umbrella's going to help you lift off the ground, and one minute there's no single drop of rain on the front screen of your car that the wiper makes the annoying screeching sound as it sweeps the dry glass. another minute, its raining cats and dogs again as if trying not to give in to those who are hoping to jog in the park. if i have the right companion, i would have driven to the beach. no. i would have asked my companion to drive, and i would enjoy watching the rain drops hit the window screen of the car. or i would sing to the songs on the radio. or i would watch my companion drives (not applicable if my companion is a girl). and hopefully, the rain stops when i arrive at the beach allowing me to run from an end to another. i dont ask much, just a period of time for me to reach the other end, thats sufficient enough to make my day :)

instead, i stayed in. watched (500) days of summer, despite the heavy rain outside. it is a bit complicated to my in-depth understanding. but its not the typical story about love, so the next scene is always unpredictable. and it does not have a happy ending. it is somehow like a reality check, like it is not happy ending all the time. but an end will always be followed by a new beginning. so there goes another chance to find happiness at the end of it. and hopefully the next new beginning will ends the same, and the one after that, and after that... ooh and i love the part where they played husband and wife in Ikea. just too sweet :)

so today started off good, had fun picking up vegetables in the market. went gaga over the sea of fruits. i almost bought every one of them if its not for agent 767 was with me, and was already salivating for a toast by the time i picked the oranges. so i pushed the other fruits into my shopping list for next week.

Mak just called.. :) can i call it a day, already?

six sundays

a saturday has passed. waiting for the remaining six sundays..

:) :) :)

why i miss Mak & Bapak

i have to write off this entry in Sarawakian language cause it is cute the way it is, and will not be as cute if translated into English. and so i apologise to those who don't get what this is all about.

one fine morning...

mekorg gi breakfast, Bapak nak parking moto, mekorg(Mak, Farhana & me) keluar dolok.

Bapak: order ngan kamek manok duak cucur ah.

Mak: ok.

Bapak: eh sik jadi jak. order ayam duak cucur jak.

Mak: ???

cute aren't they, my parents.. hihihi

bonded bone

i am a school athlete. a good one. and i hear you say to dad, 'it's good that she goes a different way from me. a diversion.' and you hand me that favourite bun of mine. i walk around the mall with tears streaming down my cheek while eating that bun. it doesnt matter who's looking, coz at that instant, my heart is full of love for a brother like you (and i think i smiled in my sleep).

i know you are always supportive of me and my dreams, Abang. when everyone else loses their faith in me, you stand by me and keep my backbone straight so i can stand up strong facing the world. from you, i could see a vision of 'real life', though it is blurry. you've been my rock all along, especially during my uni years. you've been my idol of a dream-catcher. you taught me to be independent despite of being a protective brother. i want you to know, that you are one of my growing-up heroes! and i love you to pieces :) :) :)

super cool feeling!

Apiz shared with me this video just 10 minutes ago. and i friggin like it! thank you beby!

enjoy~