____xX LOVE ME FOR WHO I AM AND NOT FOR WHO I WAS..COS NOW IM WASTED.. Xx____
~`♥ AzaleA's Pr0fiLe
AzaleA...a flower
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So Attached..
Not Lookin..
but Always Courted and Lusted..
Pretty,sweet,tactful...
~`♥ AzaleA LiKeS
foods music company hearing the strums of the guitar criticising ( but i dun lack praisal though)
the moon,the sun,the sky trees,unique leaves,the smell of the rain...and yea..the clapping sound of the thunder
~`♥ AzaleA HaTeS
how the time moves so fast
cockroaches
bad odour
~`♥ AzaleA WiShEs
new hp
new mp3
lots of money
to know the future..
to know in what state will i end my life...
My Dad is serving the community, Always busy, mingling with the MPs, counselling the outsiders, with his CSSP, ironically, has no listening ear for the family
My Mum understands my aunt who is a divorcee, giving her heaps of advices, listening and treating her like her very own mother, but failed to let her heart see when it comes to her very own daughter
My Brother lives his own life in his own room his mind seems like always in a state of doom but i know with his circle of friends i assume, he will definitely wear away that sulking gloom
My Elder Sister never loves to entertain her kids always get back home past bedtime but it amazes me how come she is a volunteer to entertain the kids in the Parent Support Group in school during Contact Time
My Younger Sister always hates the people at home always frustrated, emotional, blowing her top I bet she is one of a kind in among friends in school chit chatting almost non-stop
Me, i'm looking at things around me revolving always thinking, believing in retribution hating it when i know nothing we do will ever make something unless there is something call COMMUNICATION....
~ { 8:19 PM } vintage.. classical beauty..;
Monday, February 04, 2008
Just Click To Download - Riwayat Petani by Fauziah Ahmad Daud Suddenly i remembered liking this song soooo much...
Riwayat Petani - Fauziah Ahmad Daud
lihatlah kemesraan sawahku bersama hidupku lihatlah kemesraan padiku bersama hatiku
dicelah lumpur yang ku langkah bersama peluh yang mengalir kulerai padi yang tersikat kiranya pedih hati riang (ulang)
WHAT AN ARSEHOLE.. PART 2 I was at the void deck this late afternoon, when i heard this 'mad, crazy malay woman' (actually my neighbour who lives 2 storeys below me) screamed at the top of her voice at the lift, " GO HOME!! I KNOW YOUR UMI, I WILL CALL HER NOW..!! DIA MENGGATAL AJE YE..GO BACK NOW..!! " wah speaking london sey makcik..as if she wants evryone to hear. I know that teenage gal, and her other siblings, and i don't think she was doing anything stupid, except just talking to her boyfriend. Just when i was about to go, i heard her scream again, "BALIK!! NAK MENGGATAL JE..!! AKU CALL UMI KAU SEKARANG!! BALIK!!! GO HOME NOW..!!" She repeated a lot of things after that, which fell on my deaf ears. All i could hear was hear frantic screams as though she was raped upside down.GRRRR....!!!
I thought this scene only happend during the kampung days.You know when neighbours screamed on top of their lungs, squabbling over their missing goats, their dead hens or their lost eggs, or just about anything.
I know or rather, have seen some parents who screamed their lungs out at their misbehaving children in public. Some even whack them in public. But this woman was treating a teenager like that of a lil child! She is just her neighbour, and she has no business to feel soooo agitated (unless that teen is dating that Makcik's boyfren, or that Makcik has had a crush on him..who know..?? ). Even if she wants to tegur, do it the civil way ..!! Not embarrassing her like that. I should hand it to the boyfriend, for being so 'selenge' to just keep mum, and stood there, not moving even after his gf left with that Makcik kepo. He seemed shocked. Maybe paisey..but was cool. He wasnt even frowning. Smiling sheepishly instead..lol..
sing it..!! You're not very nice and I don't think I like you You're not very nice 'cause you made me cry You're not very nice and i don't wanna see you So why don't you just fuck off and die