</head> <body><script type="text/javascript"> function setAttributeOnload(object, attribute, val) { if(window.addEventListener) { window.addEventListener('load', function(){ object[attribute] = val; }, false); } else { window.attachEvent('onload', function(){ object[attribute] = val; }); } } </script> <div id="navbar-iframe-container"></div> <script type="text/javascript" src="https://apis.google.com/js/platform.js"></script> <script type="text/javascript"> gapi.load("gapi.iframes:gapi.iframes.style.bubble", function() { if (gapi.iframes && gapi.iframes.getContext) { gapi.iframes.getContext().openChild({ url: 'https://www.blogger.com/navbar/7930448383751698618?origin\x3dhttp://shortyzweirdoworld.blogspot.com', where: document.getElementById("navbar-iframe-container"), id: "navbar-iframe" }); } }); </script>

Tuesday, December 26, 2006

Losing



The rain pours non-stop and it chills the air. It has been hours. The rain should've stopped hours ago though (I believe) . However, it just tEem d0wN and continue to freeze the atmosphere. I was watching a movie called "The Christmas Shoes" ... I watched it half an hour late and it was quite a heartrending story. I cried and countless tissues were being used. It has been so0 long since i just want to cry . Usually, the tears are dried and my eyes were as tired as a broken leg...


You never know how much I cursed myself for being alive
You never see the tears I've shed every night
You never know what it's like to be alone in the dark
You never feel so0 much pain just to call out ur name


Tears and my heart bleeds
You laugh as if it's nothing
I tried to pick up every stick
But it was so0 heavy that I couldn't even lift it


Have you ever notice it?
Do you even care to ask how i feel?
How was my day like?
Have I known you'd lie, I might kick ur ChoCOlaTEY go0d-bye!


Well, it's just something that I wanna write before I forget the words... huaks.. It has nothing related to anything or anybody Dead or Alive .... Anywayz, back to the story....: This woman, Maggie, was about to die of heart failure. She has a gLoriOus son and a eNcHanTing husband. It was such a pain to leave both, m0sT iNcRediBLe people. I Could Not imagine if I were in her shoes. To leave my child behind is the MoSt diFFicUlT thing to do, especially when he/she is jst as young as a peanut. Not to mention with the man I LoVE long before my child was born... hmm... I've been there and it's so0 pAinFUL ... o0h Don't get me wrong... I'm not saying that I'm married and had to leave my husband and child.. I'm still ALIVE and NO! I'm not a divorcee..(Choy! Touch wo0d)...


As most people know, I love children and wished that I hv younger siblings but at least I do hv a cat, Bob and he is considered as my one n only lovable sibling... My one n only darling... And so0, I love babies and there were these period of times where we to0k care of my cousin's son for the fun of it... There were two different cousin and two sons Irfan and Haizel... Irfan is now 3 years old and Haizel is just 1 years old... (plus one for next years' age).... Both of them are very naughty and very smart as well as very mischievous... (They bully me!!!) Well, since the house become a such a ragged and i've started working... We seldom take Haizel out or meet him... He was (n i guess still is) really upset and didn't want to lo0k at us when we're 2 weeks late abt meeting him... It would take really long hours to co0l him down... However, one day I went to surprise him... He was excited abt seeing me and telling him that I wanted to bring him out. Unfortunately, his grandparents had already make plans so0 I was out of the 'game'...


I was amazed by his action. Automatically, he shows a very weak attitude... He's an energetic boy and could not sit still... It was quite awkward to see him like that... He stands by the do0r waiting for me to pick him up and I did went to him... It was flabbergasted that he rested his head on my shoulder and sat on my lap. He never usually do that to me... His hand was around me and it feels like he wants me to hold him and never let go. His expression was depressing... He buried his face to hide his disappointment and jst stationed on me. When his grandmother asked him to change, he wouldn't go ... I asked him n st0od him up... He purposely fell onto me and hugged me... I could not hold my tears and the soreness in me... I really do want to bring him out but i hv no power upon him... Luckily he's not my son... haha... Well, in the end, I promised him that I'll be back again and bring him out... so0, I told him to get change... I sto0d him up n unwillingly push him away from me... I can see from his eyes saying to me, "I want you to defend me n bring me out... To fight for me.. I'm going b'cuz you asked me to0 not b'cuz I want to0..." The disappoitment twinge me... He walked inside his ro0m and gave me the 'last lo0k' ;"i'm doing this b'cuz you asked me to0" , that I weeped.... It was sad! Really sad! Extremely Sad!!...


Back to the movie, her child knew she would be gone and bought her a pair of beautiful shoes... He collected tones of cans n sold it for a nickel... Even so0, it wasn't enough... But there were someone pay for him... He wished that his mom won't go0 (I will remember you when my heart beats) but she has to0 no matter what... She loves to dance and every anniversary, she would hv one special dance with her husband (whom at first didn't know how to dance but learn how to dance for the sake of her)... She had the last dance and it was so0 sweet and touching... :'( I couldn't stop crying while watching that... [Could I be as lucky as her?]


->When you love someone, tell them before it's to0 late.....



? a life to0 precious to WASTE.
6:52 AM


Welcome

Welcome to MY space to Blog! I hope you will be entertain with my so-called everyday life event. It may NoT be interesting, may NoT be weird as I indicate it, maybe plain BUT Thank You for taking time reading it.. Cheers ;)

ME, MYSELF & I

Free Image Hosting at www.ImageShack.us I am 19 as of 2007. Born on 25 July (hari raya haji eve in 1988 at A timing). The third and the last child. Has a cat named BOB, treats him like a brother. I love Music. Music is my Life. Treasures friends, family and my Dreams. Daring I am, rebellious still. Passionate and determines my life, no one could steal it from me but HIM. Blessed with what I have!! Obstacles after another, Patience I learn. Afraid not, I cannot FEAR!! So0 Many, So0 Little... Love me for ME, Hate me for ME. Know me for Real, Fakers are just not me

Forward

music
movies
sleeping

Throw

hypocrites
child derhaka
a devil in the house

Going

music
movies
music
happy
enjoy
smile
baking
co0king
mixing

Make Noise!!


Bondies


My ComRaDeS
?SzeMin
?Atikah
?Syikin
?Azizah
?Zuhairah
?Faezuan
?Aisha

BMC AcQuaintance
?Yasmin
?Sarah
?Qin

Sentosa TeAmMate
?Shahira
?Tay
?Avie
?Faizal
?Adorra
?Jas
?Gina
?Shantni
Karen(bo0)

so0 Far yet so0 Close CuZziEs
?YaniE
?MirA

Archives

  • December 2006
  • January 2007
  • February 2007
  • March 2007
  • April 2007
  • May 2007
  • June 2007
  • July 2007
  • August 2007
  • September 2007
  • October 2007
  • November 2007
  • December 2007
  • January 2008
  • February 2008
  • March 2008
  • April 2008
  • May 2008
  • August 2008
  • May 2009
  • January 2012
  • February 2012
  • March 2012
  • July 2012
  • August 2012
  • September 2012
    •

    TunE iN

    Credits

    Host:x x x
    Images:x
    Brushes:x
    Designer:x     x