Yek !

I’m getting lazy. I’m lazy all the time. Sometimes I act crazy. Beat it cuz it’s my line. How I am not amused for this rhyming this time. Why does this headache feel eerie? I really need to puke.

The Brain in Holidays

Crotchets! Minims! Semibreves! Quavers! Wow, these piano classes of mine are getting really electrifying week by week. She gives us theory lessons and home works too, and as I said it is thrilling as you might think I that I think, yet I really think it is, I always do extras! Say 4 to 20 pages perhaps? What about my morphemes? I write lyrics! We people do not use proper sentences sometimes or even formally. And preferable, we do not use any past tense, future is not always will be, just present. Look, Readers, I’m not just talking about writing lyrics. Meet me, and when you do, look at me in the eye and say that you actually understand. Tsk. Pity.

Che gu !

Che gu suka main bola. Hari2 che gu main bola.

Che gu suka main bola. Hari2 che gu main bola.

Che gu suka main bola. Hair2 che gu main bola.

Che gu suka main bola. Hari2 chegu..TIDUR!

Che gu sudah tidur. Mari kita main.

Fancy this ?

Perky? Macho? Slick? You see what I want you to see. Fancy that?

A Run to Forget

Ssssssooo, when i stopped with the brain tormenting, I got a complete new song!

I’ve come across the pain.
The torment I abstain.
You knock it down for me.
Like the sting of a bee.
So why couldn’t you see, you’re the one I want, and for me?

You’re the one I love. I always dream of.
I live and breathe for you. Some bits I find new.
Hold me if you may. Just promise that you’ll stay.
I chuck it all away, the things that I fret.
My Run to Forget.

Run away from a straying.
Chasing ice before I bled.
I didn’t love with a living, but just bitterness instead.
So why couldn’t you see, you’re the one I need, with me?

You’re the one I love. I always dream of.
I live and breathe for you. Some bits I find new.
Hold me if you may. Just promise that you’ll stay.
I chuck it all away, the things that I fret.
My Run to Forget.

Grip me tight, never let go.
You’ll never know how I love you so.
Come and hold me, kiss me, please me.
It’s never too late to say, you want it all away.
My Run to Forget.

You’re the one I love. I always dream of.
I live and breathe for you. Some bits I find new.
Hold me if you may. Just promise that you’ll stay.
I chuck it all away, the things that I fret.
My Run to Forget.

The day that we met, My Run to Forget.
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People, i recommend you to give up tormenting your brain, if you're dealing with one lah. It works!

TOO MUCH !

I give up from tormenting my brain for new brands. Stop stalking me by using your bo's ID and stop stalking mine. I know I am right, because nobody in this world can prove me wrong. This is what my blog is all about, substantiation.

Unwanted Delusions

Do I deserve to dream like this? Oh how I wish I am stuck in The Slumber Land with all I want being there. Creamy ice creams with loads of my favourite flavours; “Strawberry, Vanilla, Neapolitan for example.” Creepy Irish I suppose. I am the princess of the land with pretty little green evening gown which I wear when I go anywhere and a cute hairdo with the touch of rosy pink on my cheeks. And I’ll have Nemo as my bo. Richie would be Nemo. Instead, yesterday I got Richie as Ayah and me as Mak, fighting and he was hitting me all over. And today, I got myself pregnant. It would be nice if it is not now.

Disposable?

Another need of exploding words when one wants a new idea. Oh, that is me. What would you do when you have a bloody annoying life which wants you to deal with? I don’t mean to say that it is bloody annoying, because sometimes the victory is on my side. I am having a battle with it. I’m just waiting who will first come to an end. It’s a little bit complex when you think about it critically. But when my life comes to its end, what would happen to me? And if I die, what would happen to my life? Could it be that both will meet the demise together? Who knows.

Headache

A new day in a new moon. A fresh breeze for a sick young lady. Supposedly I should have been experiencing brand new surroundings. Too bad I still smell the thing that I always smell every time I pass by this particular smelly place when I already threw the thing that I thought was producing the inappropriate smell.

Yek.