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im grateful

Tuesday, September 02, 2008

i've read this article from a magazine (i forgot which one though)about being grateful for any little things that happened to your life, be it a phone call from your long lost friend, a long rest after a week-long hectic schedule, a call from your mother or whatever good happy things that brings you a smile and write it all down in a journal for which i think, it is a very good idea. somehow along the way, you might look back what you have wrote, and thinks that hey, your life aint that bad after all.

so as an attempt to make my life a healthier and a happier lifestyle, i have decided to write each 5 happy things each day. anything. small or big or huge, even a smile from a baby is counted.

so here it goes, my first accounts of being grateful,

im grateful

...for the lesser of cars this morning. the lesser the car, the smoother the road is.
...for the boss is not around the office the whole week! yeah! can surf porn now.ok la kidding oni ok
...for him to drive me to work each morning and back =D muacks!
...for the light kisses we had each morning. it perks up any working blues away.
...for being thanked for by clients. you know you made my day.



ok! thats all! will continue my duty tomorrow then!

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call on me.

Wednesday, August 13, 2008



cleanse my face. put on my mascara.

so i have decided.

easy as it seems, going it through was a definite hassle. the term has been all over my mind for god knows how long.

as at of now, im still being doubtful. doubtful of how this would turn up. contemplating . mysterious yet thrilling, alluring my mind. how am i not to caught in it?

you tell me.

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lost in confusion. aye.

Wednesday, August 06, 2008



'aaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh~'


*scratches head* yes. i have practically bugged everyone on my ym with this. i cant help it. i need to release it somewhere. hehehehe sorry la guys, but i know u guys are the best in relieving my tensions =D i love it when you all replied or layan my message, which makes my miserable overtime a happier time for me! friends are the best. dont you think so? heehee

love u guys! muacks!


one more time ya...

aaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh~


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falling slowly. once.

Saturday, May 17, 2008


Glen Hansard - Falling Slowly (ONCE OST)

I don't know you
But I want you
All the more for that
Words fall through me
And always fool me
And I can't react
And games that never amount
To more than they're meant
Will play themselves out

Take this sinking boat and point it home
We've still got time
Raise your hopeful voice you have a choice
You've made it now

Falling slowly, eyes that know me
And I can't go back
Moods that take me and erase me
And I'm painted black
You have suffered enough
And warred with yourself
It's time that you won

Take this sinking boat and point it home
We've still got time
Raise your hopeful voice you had a choice
You've made it now

Take this sinking boat and point it home
We've still got time
Raise your hopeful voice you had a choice
You've made it now
Falling slowly sing your melody
I'll sing along

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a land. beyond it.

Thursday, May 15, 2008


Pink cards and flowers on your window. you dreaded the day to come, yet you anticipate the adrenaline rushing from your littlest tingle of your nerve to your skin. do you expect to hush it as some normal clashes? or do you execute it as something beyond abnormal. you tell me.










vietnam is a serene land. i fake you not. in fact it's as noisy as the cats meowing to each other during mating season. rushes of motorcycles. dusts made from tricycles. buses. cars. taxis. people. all making a scene from the past. walking on the road itself is just pure ecstasy. grabbing the arms of another to avoid being overridden by man made motors is just another whole new adventure to begun with. i love how the arts are being placed. i love how the bears are being sewn together in place with a little tiny traditional hat to match with (i regretted a lot for not getting it). adorable. yes. it is said that the people of vietnam values the tranquility of life. it stays true to it's words. little stools and tables decorated the streets. noodles and pork meats (dog meats) serves as delicacy for the taste buds. drinking beers to see how the world goes by. a thread i saw most of them had to pass their everyday dots. i marveled at how complicated the electric wires wired together. such wonder.

the thing i missed most about it? the people. the tranquility. the innocence. the values.

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