stalker in the making

awak, say tau awak suka kat dia
tapi apa saya kisah
saya suka kat awak

orang tak tahu
semua kata awak pelik
saya suka pelik
orang tak faham


i realize i sounded so stalker-ish and extremely desperate
well, haha to that. this is my blog. i can write whatever i like. ;)

hey, i need your opinion. should i tell him?
in my world, every one's opinion matters.

Room for Rent

Today, on Mother's Day. I saw tears. we all held back but tears are stronger.
Along went to Matrik in Perak. we sent her to the airport. I did not cry. I cried the night before and early this morning, where no one will see.

I don't know which part is sad for me. the fact that my sister is going on with life and someday I'm going to leave too or the part that I have to be in charge around the house now. As if my little sisters would ever listen to me.

Either way, I guess the only person that actually listens to me when I had problems and complications is her. The only person that knows the secret jokes between these sisters. I never told her that, but I would just assume that she knows. I'm scared that I'm going to face complications without her. I mean, I hope everything is going to be fine.

I should be talking about my mother on Mother's Day. Instead, I'm talking about my sister. My mom cried, she could not believe that her daughter is going away. but really, we all are going to miss her. The room would be silent most of the time now that she's gone. It already has.

Ummiku hanya seorang

Ummi,
aku minta maaf.
aku bersalah. namun aku menafi.
bukannya aku sengaja.
akulah manusia yang paling rugi.
Ummi, maafkan anakmu ini.
Ummi, aku tak dapat hendak menerima semua ini.
aku menjadi gila.
hanya kerana mencuba memahami.
aku menjadi gila.
apabila ingin berbaik lagi.
aku tak dapat.
tetapi tidaklah aku berfikir
untuk mencari.
kerana Ummiku hanya seorang.

i miss you, ummi.

Attention whore

Aku tak faham. sungguh.

Wujudkah aku di dunia mu?

Wasn't I there when he says Hi to Ashley? I mean, he sat behind us in class but he only acknowledge her. I mean, am I really that invisible? ugh. I would go sit somewhere else if it wasn't because the teacher assign me to be Ash's mentor for mathematics.

He craves for her attention. Attention whore. (BUT WHY?!)

I don't like him.

I hate him.

I despise him.

REALLY. really..


I'm turning into dust. shrink Nora, shrink.
death is calling you

life brief candle

LA LA LA LA LA LA LA
and so, let me sing
this oh so sad song
sigh in between those sorrow
and find faith in tomorrow

i'm scared of tomorrow. tomorrow. tomorrow.
tomorrow is unexpected. anything could happen.
like today, from my observation (not stalking !), i learn that
W macam ada hati kat seseorang. I know that it's not me. ;(

I, hereby declare that I should not even LOOK at guys for none of them is for me.

I am invisible.
Just like during mathematics lesson,

everyone is supposed to take turns to give answers for the question given. teacher asked everyone on my row. when it's my turn, I was absolutely ready to give the answer, but she skipped my turn and went for the other person next to me. Dah semangat nak jawab dah. but teacher did not acknowledge my existence. but either way, I don't mind being ignored for the rest of the year so I don't have to figure out the answers for the equations. ;)

Therefore, we can conclude that
ice-cream on waffles are yummy .