I drive you crazy,
As I said that I would.
Do you still want me?
I don't see how you could.

This is the way that I've been.
This is what I have to change.
I want to be better,
Have much more to offer.
But I can't alone, so please say you'll stay.

I'll win you over.
I've never been so sure.
Take my every word.
All for you I'm for.
I'll win you over.
I'm never giving up.
And though changing takes a long time,
I'll do anything for love.

I'm sorry, baby.
But I meant all I said.
It's just not the time now.
So you go on ahead.

You told me all these things,
For better or for worse.
I recall every single moment;
Stays with me like a curse.
You can't just take it back.
Your words were mine to keep.
Just don't forget that I'm the one you need.

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I look outside my window
and i see dark skies.
Every now and then all
i can hear is crying babies.

All my feelings is jumble up.
Happiness, sadness and anger
stays in my heart.

Everyday i gets different news.
First it was the natural disasters,
next it was the break up
and lastly the tears from my mom.

My eyes are getting smaller ever second.
I'm turning into a Panda.

If i had collected all my tears,
i could have supply water for the African.

I want to run out far away.
Making sure that I'm no where near
from where i belong.
I just want to leave my soul all alone.

Now, i just want to sleep
and wake up when there's peace.

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Something that i would like to share to you guys.
Taken from http://www.trevvy.com/scoops/article.php?a_id=335&c_id=3

Sex and the City: The Right One or The Right Now

A few Saturdays ago, I was out on a date having dessert and wine at an Italian place, laughing as he spoke animatedly about his acting roles in theatre. It was one of those funny first dates where you could laugh at anything you wanted to because neither of you took yourselves too seriously.
But when the topic turned to relationships (or rather, previous relationships), his smiling lips straightened out, and he said seriously, “You know, when you’re deep in one, you tend to think he’s the one you want to be with for the rest of your life.”

I nodded and took a sip from my glass, quietly relating this statement to my own experience, “But we’re often proven wrong.” I chimed in after allowing the wine to slide down my throat.

Having just gotten out of a relationship barely a month ago myself, I was momentarily pulled back to where I was then, hopeful but cautious of investing in a real future with him.

As I walked down the tree-lined avenue facing my home that night, I got to thinking about how we tend to lose our rational selves when we’re chest deep in love’s vast ocean. In the throes of over-the-top declarations of undying romance, passion and attraction, can we really stop ourselves from being swept away in the current of present emotions, put aside past conflicts and judge whether we’re able to have a future with the person?

Does anyone really ever know if the person he’s with is really The One?

I wasn’t sure if it was the balmy weather or that I had that question burning at the back of my mind. But I couldn’t sleep that night. I tossed and turned trying to find a satisfying answer for myself.

* * * *

“Yeah well. You know what happens when the helpless prisoners of love split up. The One just becomes One of Them and then you chuck them into the used bin.” Jaded Jared said to me over a sleepy brunch the next morning, “I think we need to pinch ourselves and realize that The One doesn’t exist. People choose to stay in relationships to make them work – and it’s tough.”

“You know, I’ll give you credit for that one even though we’ve never seen eye to eye on relationships.” I said.

I watched him take a sip from his coffee. “I thought my last heartbreak was The One. I was down on my knees begging him to stay. I guess it taught me a lot.”

The rest of my Sunday went by in peace and quiet. I was looking forward to getting some good sleep that night, when at 3:56am on that Monday morning, my phone decided to vibrate.

Groggy, I accepted the call.

“I JUST BROKE UP AND I’M OUT DRIVING ALL ALONE!” came Leon’s hysterical voice.

“Sweetie, it’s not even 4am and you’re already having a mini melodrama?”

“I’m crying my eyes out and I don’t know what to do!” he sobbed.

“Uhhm. Sleep?”

30 minutes later, I found my grumpy self leaning against a traffic light with my arms folded, waiting for him as he drove by in his convertible.

Visibly tired, his hand rested on the doorframe, his fingers cradling an unlit cigarette.

“Thanks for doing this. You’re the only person who picked up my call. The rest are either asleep or drunk. Or both.” He whipped out a lighter, lit his cigarette and inhaled deeply.

“Gimme that.” I said and snatched it from between his lips, “Look, let's go somewhere. Can you start driving instead of remaining on the side of the street?”

He protested half-heartedly, but I tossed his cigarette out of the car as it moved off.

“Actually we’ll just drive around aimlessly and talk.”

So there we were, the two of us, driving in and out of expressways and through nameless streets with no idea where we were going. All I wanted was to crawl back into bed.

“I guess I thought that I’d found him, you know. The one I’d spend my life with. I’ve always wanted to be in a proper relationship at 25 with the prospect of marriage in the next few years. I thought he was Mr Right.”

“But he turned out to be Mr Right Now?”

“I’m not in the mood for puns, but yeah.” He paused for a while and then added, “My heart still says we’re meant for each other.”

Couples deeply in love will always claim that they are meant for each other – that is, if you can tear them apart for just a split second to ask them about the depth of their relationship. And understandably so, since we often invest time, energy, effort, dreams and emotions to form the bond with our partner in the hope of receiving significant gain and minimum losses.

We sped across the expressway overlooking the impressive city skyline. Each location of the city seemed to hold some significant memory with some significant other, and I couldn’t help but wonder how such a small city could hold up the weight of its weary and heavy-hearted residents without sinking.

Half an hour later, we decided it was time to call it a night.

“I think we should make a right.” I said as we approached a junction.

“No, I think it’s a left.”

I was crabby and wanted to sleep, but I gave in to him anyway because he was the Newly Brokenup and Newly Brokenups are always unconditionally right.

Yes, we got lost that night; we didn’t know if our general direction was the right one. But we went anyway, with no street maps and no one to point us in the right way. In the end, I still got home.

As I lay in bed the wee hours of the morning trying to sleep, it suddenly dawned on me. Perhaps, Jared was right. Perhaps, there is no such thing as The One. In relationships, you sometimes don’t know which way you should turn. There are no rights, no lefts and no wrongs when it comes to direction. There is no way anyone can tell if the person he’s with is The One. The only way is to make the turn together when approaching a junction, and hope for the best.


Personal comment

I totally agree with the article above.
We can't find the right one but we can work things out together!

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Have you ever borrowed some money from somebody and you can't return them??


In Japan, 4 men couldn't pay up their debts from a guy named, Matsumoto.
So, he decided to film these men while they got punish for 24 hours.
Then this film were being sold to the media so that he could get his money back.
what a smart idea...

These are the few videos. Get the rest of the 3 parts in youtube.com

24 hours punishment Part 1



24 hours punishment Part 2



24 hours punishment Part 3



P/S: Lesson to be learn.

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Hello helloo.... how are you guys doing???
I'm fucking stress with the exams that are going on.
So if you don't see me out in town, you guys should know why.

"I might be dead at home, in my 3 room flat and no one will know.
By the time people find out about me, i'll be rotting." quoted from Elissa.

Even thought exams is not over yet, i'm all excited
about the holidays that are coming up.
Thursday, 8th May 2008 is going to be my last paper.
Friday i'll not be attending school cos
i don't have any paper on that day and i'll have my weekends
PLUS a day off on Monday cos of marking day.
Total up i'll have 4 days off!!!!... YEAYE!!!..
My off days can lead to Bintan, Bangkok or back to my hometown.
Anyone joining???

I can't wait for the days to come!!!...

But well... why am i even all excited when i have not
even reach 3/4 of my exams. Damn.... i hate school!!!...
Hope you guys will give pray along with me so that i can
do well for my exams!!!...

+++++ I'LL LIKE TO WISH ALL OF U GOOD LUCK FOR THOSE WHO ARE HAVING EXAMS!!!...


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She is wonderful.
She create wind out of her speed.
Will never disappoint me in anyway.
Out there she looks small,
but deep inside she has a big heart.
What makes her look perfect is her sexy body.

I am jealous when she is
in the limelight,
but that will never stop me to love her.
In the morning i can see
her under my sheet.
There's always a happy day
that i'll never forget.

I wash her clean to make her glow.
Keep her near my side to warm her.

No matter how much i love her,
there will be no reply.
She is just made up of wood.
Don't try so hard handy.








P/S: tell me if you know what i meant.

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