Wednesday, September 07, 2005
....lost....
I like hospital smell. I just like it. But i dun like lying on the bed. Dun like. Sucks like hell. Unless the doctor is super-uber cute...and you get meals as though you're in five-star hotel...and people come visiting with prezzies. Than that's good. Besides that, it just sucks. Apart from the smell. K....my point is, Jexx sis, get out of there soon kae? Love ya. Get well soon.
Yay. Well done. Promises are meant to be broken. Sad-case. Sad sad situation. Haiz. Cruel world. Dun promise if you can't keep it. Just a word of advise. Okay mr.cicak? And i want my working drawings tomorrow, ass. By hook or by crook. But you dun have my measurements. How ya goona do it bodohhh? Mak aii...peh lah slenger.
Holidays inspire me to compose songs. Listen up peepoz. One more of ma creation. =)
This is a lesson in friendshipThe depths of a kinshipWhat we both started with, and then somehow it just slipMy pen drips as I scribble my thoughts on thin stripsOf emotion in a fraction, of seduction and attractionThe eruption of passion corrupts...a friendship's involvedI would love to cross the thin lineBut too bad you built that wallThe respect we hold is only but a thin lineLaughters and smiles, how i wish you were mineI like you yes, in fact on second thoughts, i love you soBut a dear friend i'm to you, nothing more through and through
I wanna cross that line, i wanna make you mineBut in friendship we gotta have that faith and trustI wanna stop those lies, I wanna stretch our tiesBut boy you said just be friends we must
Opposites attractMale and female come in contactSticky situations...how the hell do i live with that?I love the ideaOf us being togetherBut man, you snap me backTo the reality foreverFeelings overcome, it's all based on intuitionListen listen, i swear, i respect your decisionBut now we're just friends, it hurts, to see your distanceStop now, think againTake me back this instance
I wanna cross that line, i wanna make you mineBut in friendship we gotta have that faith and trustI wanna stop those lies, I wanna stretch our tiesBut boy you said just be friends we mustBoy, too bad that we had to become friends firstI'm not an expert on how relationships should workBut from the minute it was knownIt changed the whole toneNo matter all the times that I hintedAnd when we talked about our futures aheadAll you did was ignore me and talk about that bitch insteadSo i pretended i'm allrightPretended i'm not densePretended i'm okay with your decision to be friends
I'm sorry, i tried, but i can't take it anymoreMy heart just stops the moment you walk in that doorI can't comprehend why i'm feeling this wayI can't understand why i'm ruining my dayTo stop now, to freeze now, too late ain't it boy?I'm nodding my head, blinkin those tears, i ain't a toyJust wish you knew, you mean more than just a friendOn paper i wrote 'i love you', now debating should it be sent...This was a lesson in friendshipI stress in this sentenceMy pen drips I scribble my thoughts on thin stripsNow i'm fallin, crushin, cryin like crazyLook at me, look at me now... Are you blind, can't you see?
I wanna cross that line, i wanna make you mineBut in friendship we gotta have that faith and trustI wanna stop those lies, I wanna stretch our tiesBut boy you said just be friends we mustHahaha. iD iD. So fucking obvious. Kae soreee...just a random song. =) Nice lyrics eh? No melody though. I always make songs without music. Funny. Anyone can come up with a melody...contact my attorney. We could record this together. Heh.
MISS.HIM.MISS.HIM.MISS.HIM.MISS.HIM.MISS.MISS.HIM.MISS.HIM. Whyyyyyyy the hell did i fall in love...silly me.
8:13 PM
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