I made a promise, and now im breaking that promise;

Breathe underwater

Trapped under water,
Reaching to the surface for air,
Being pushed away from the surface,
In a flash, i was out of oxygen,
It was chaos,
Didn't know what to do,
Panic rushed through my thoughts,
Was i ever gonna make it,
Finally i got out of the water,
Gasping for air,
My head was pounding because of the lack of oxygen,
All i could think was to get rid of the massive headache,
Next thing i knew, i was out of the water and crying,

Now i know that i need you more than ever
Without you its like everything is meaningless
Baby I'm strong but i can't hold my breath forever
I'm chaos without you my dear
Then the next thing i knew
You're out there and I'm still stuck in here
I'll keep wishing one day, just one day
Maybe we'll meet again out of this box
Out in the real world

I still love you, do you not know that?

xoxo

Take my heart and set it free;

If this isn't love then what is
I might be crazy but all i know is that I'm crazy in love with you
When i look into your eyes,
You set me free,
You're my angel that God sent down for me.


Let me guess you're thinking AWWW, so sweet!
I was bored and felt like writing lovey-dovey stuff
Lol I'm so random, don't you just love me ;D
Okay I'm out
Ciao sexxy LOL!

It ended even before it began;

okay a quick update and then i'll be gone!
one more day till exams....I'm so scared and yet I'm still updating my blog
stupid right?
okay
ciao!

Study mania

Hi there, yes you! A very long time since I've blogged(not that anyone cares) but some people still bug me to update. So here it goes;

Exams are in 5 days and the only subject i studied would be Sejarah, I'm guessing last minute revision would be the only choice for me. Well as you know i do almost everything at the eleventh hour.

Did i ever tell you that i enjoy reading ALOT? Well if i have to tell you, honestly, its a BIG LIE! I like it but I'm very picky with the books i read-yes i know I'm weird (deal with it)that was so random.

AHHHHH! exams are so near and I'm not even prepared. I'm in big shit. I have been so busy today, busy painting my nails. So pathetic-.-Wanna see a fish with hands? I'm gonna show you anyway.

Isn't it just the cutest little thing you've ever seen!

And its pink!

Okay thats all for now.

Ciao!

Making friends;

Hello, six year-old child.

Seeing as how fate has brought us together here, in the crowded coach section of this expensive airplane, i thought i should introduce myself.

My name is Amy, and I'm an adult. I suspect that you're too young to understand what "adult" means, so let me explain. It means that I'm taller than you, and smarter, and that i can do lots of awesome things, like smoke cigarette. It also means that i like to take naps on airplanes and read my newspaper in silence. These things seem to be very different from the things that you like to do.

I've gleaned from its near-constant utterance by the woman sitting next to you-your mother, i suppose, or perhaps a social worker or a fedaral prisoner who's being paid to spend time with you-that your name is Timmy. It's probably Timothy, actually, but people call you Timmy, because you're very cute, you really are.

I'm going to drink this cup of coffee-would you like some? I didnt think so. You're more of a juice-box man, from what i gather. The way i gather this is by looking at the stain on my ninety-eight-dollars pants, the one you made when you put your juice-box there. If i touched your pants, Timmy, I would probably be sent to jail.

You're not such of a sleeper, are you, Timmy? We've just met, but it seems to me like maybe you dont really enjoy sleeping all that much. In fact, it seems to me that one of your greatest joys in life is wakefulnes-and not simply passive wakefulness but the kind of vigorous wakefulness that makes a person like me start to wuestion the very possibility of silenc as a condition that can exist in the universe. I can see that I've confused you, Timmy, and i apologize; I was only trying to point out that you really seem to enjoy being awake. Let me make it up to you by giving the modest dose of Ambien. Its a kind of candy for your soul. Your soul is a kind of mouth that's inside your brain.

Here comes the nice stewwardess lady with a bag for collecting people's garbage. Would you like me to give her some of her garbage that's strewn all over your seat-and, if we're being perfectly honest here, Timmy, all over my seat as well? And, while we're at it, maybe i could give her this talking doll- the one that sings songs, very loud songs of terrifying and ungodly volume, from that animate movie about adventurous insects. It's not that I don't love the doll; it's just that I'm pretty sure it's illegal for children to carry such things on airplanes. Have you heard of terrorism, Timothy? That's why it's illegal for you to have this doll.

Your whimpering and youe dripping facial parts suggest that perhaps this conversation has run is course, so i'll let you get back to your fingers painting, your fidgeting, and your wanton, inexplicableshredding of the in-flight magazine. I'll be here in my seat, fantasizing about hurtling my childless adult body out of the airplane and into the sky. enjoy the rest of the flight, Timmy. I've really enjoyed sitting next to you. It's fun to make new friends.

Sweet dreams;

Good Night =)

Urgh; Sick!

I'm sick,

and i have to do this stupid Geo project

eesh, i feel so frustrated

I HATE BEING SICK

being sick may be the worst thing

that happened to me this year

cause this flu

gives me massive headaches

8 months has passed

many things have changed

and now i see things differently

I personally think that i have

turn over a new leaf

at least i'm trying ;)

GTG ciao=)

Bubbles;

I feel so bubbly so today =)

As in VERY HYPER.

You take my breath away;

'Sometimes love is for a moment, sometimes love is for a lifetime. Sometimes a moment is a lifetime.'

Once upon a time there was an island,

where all the feelings lived.

One day there was a storm in the sea

and the island was about to get drowned.

Every feeling was scared but Love,

LOVE made a boat

to escape .

Every feeling boarded the boat.

Only 1 feeling was left.

Love got down to see who it was..

It was EGO.

Love tried and tried but ego wasn't moving also.

the water was rising..

Every one asked love to leave him

and come in the boat,

but love was made to love.

At last all the feelings escape and

Love dies with ego on the island..

Love Dies because of EGO!

So, Kill Ego And Save Love.....

'Argument wins the situations but loses the person. So when argue with your loved ones, remember that situations is never more important than your loved ones.....'

I may be confused but I'll ALWAYS love you