damn, my laptop went to holland last night. I had no choice but format it, my reports, assignments all fuckin' gone and i have to rush it NOW and finish it by tomorrow afternoon. Wish me luck baby....!!

During a leaf falling, windy autumn

I met the person I love the most in my life

From then on and thereafter, her face

Has taken over my entire heart

It allowed me to love so violently, so real

I really wish she can give me a bit of real love

Really wish that she can live happily

Really wish that I am able to move her

However, the heavens are playing with my feelings

Exactly what is wrong with me?

Is it really wrong to love a person?

Even though it is really painful to love a person

Yet I still wish for a bit of love

What is wrong with me? Am I crying?

I actually love her so much it is like giving to charity

So painful in the end that I cried, I will be happy later

I don't want to love her

Yet I miss her even more

When will the hugs that are owed to me going to be returned?

More or less give me some comfort

Even if it is a hug out of mercy

Let it be, forget it

The deeper I sink, the harder it will be to pull myself out

I would rather guard my wound and sorrow

Yet I am happy..

5.13am in Inti Nilai, ah yau's room. yau and yong wei is sleeping. I'm still awake, waiting for her msg or call...... Won't be any call or text for me i think. Assignments................ARGH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I'm sick of it.
Room here is dark, and hot oh oh oh oh ~ gotta wait till 8am and going back to subang soon. and start my assignment again for tuesday, its the doomsday =S. Wondering what is she doing now, assignment? phone calls? online-ing? or sleeeeeeeeeeeping!!!?? tee hee...

I was wondering, am i fated to be so?
being nobody and having nobody for the rest of my time? Hard hard time, i miss my time when i was a boy. When my mom was calling :'boy...where are you?' . Nothing to be worried about, and nothing to be down about. Time passed, Got old, More trouble, INTO the day of my life, i'm the only one who knows the story behind myself. I'm the story teller and my soul is my true listener,


i'm the only one.

I to A , damn its coming back again. I don't wanna get involve into these fucking feelings stuff anymore. Man, please get me outta here. DAMN....IT. ):