Lisa's Tee

I made this for lisa's 23rd birthday which fell on the 16th of march. Speaking of which.. Happy birthday to my dearest Mama =) I didn't get you anything this year, even if I did it would be delayed due to the distance. Last year I got you a wallet..this year I'll try to get a job as a present for both you and ayah, how's that sound? Ambitious aye.

Happy birthday, march babies!! Let's try to live it up to the fullest cause for all we know, april is getting mighty closer than we thought! And I hate suprises.

I have a Petronas ability test later and an interview session on Friday. Yikes.

The Roses Will Cry With You

In the morning, you pass by a bed of roses. You think you hear them call out to you. Faint. You are definite that they are calling out to you. It sounds like people crying.

"This is insane," you utter under your breath.

The flowers weep after you. They know your secret. Everyday you carry it around like a foetus in a womb, getting bigger and bigger as the day passes. You weep in your heart and force yourself to swallow the pain.

"Pain is good for me, it will make me stronger for tomorrow," you chant.

But unlike an expecting mother, you'd rather it not see the sunlight of day. It is better kept this way, you agreed. Everyone around you tells you,

"We understand exactly how you feel..."

And with all your heart you wish to tell them, "Right, I feel like sodding it up your ass and see how you understand it". Instead, you pretend to be touched. It is easier that way, too. Exhausted from all the fake things in a relationship, you feel like you are falling out of love. Or is just being out of love?

When the day ends, you walk back to the coldness of your own solitude.

And this time, you hear the roses. Distinct.

And this time, they weep out to you in plus forte.

Only Worldy Delights

February has past me by, but the remains has left me a myriad of colors and a much more wonderfully vibrant feeling within. The scent of spring sprays gently in the wind as we pass each day..

To all my dear friends whom I could not have learned without. Its only march but I am already preparing myself to miss you guys. Sob.

Thank You, for this blessed life. Thank you, for your neverending love, love.

The BBQ

Kak Anna played host to the BBQ party she held , which some of us attended and others could not make due to the location and timing, and etc.. We were invited to come at 830, tp as expected no one made it there that early. Nevertheless, a small group of 8 people showed up (I should've just buat muke tak malu and brought my brothers along isk isk) then there would at least be 10 of us to eat all the yummy food up.

Oh ini sudah gambar sesi menapau, kak anna prepared baked macaroni, mashed potatoes, garden salad, steamed veggies, fruit salad, garlic bread ( I helped yg ni), mushroom soup, nasi goreng, bbq chicken and beef, as well as my favourite corn on the cob. Banyak takk? Yea well, in the end all the plates were cleared and everyone left carrying a goodie bag which consisted of tommorow's breakfast. Haha. Thanks kak anna!

The dunia blogku people ---> as, hanis, iza, wani, on the floor is as's sister (her fiance's sister actually) kak anna yg superb comel and me yg sudah comot. Hehe. Not in the picture is Abg adi (kak anna's husband yg responsible for the bbq-ing) rahz (hanis's husband) and as's fiance.

We spent talking about things in random and then went on to more specifics like the blogging world, the SMART project (haha) and then some more on babies, and cooking.. it was all polite talk. Which is nice, but I felt a bit quiet. First time pon kan. It gets better, I'm sure. Thanks to kak anna & abg adi for your kind hospitality and warm welcome, we should meet up sometimes in the future, this time with irdina awake and kicking =)