Friday, March 20, 2009

night angel

by farah_prong@yahoo.com.my

good night angel
go to sleep
the sweetest dream
for you i wish

good night angel
just close your eyes
the night is coming
i blow you my kiss

good night angel
your bed is a bliss
your blanket is calling
just go and sleep

I love you...

powerangers: yeah.it is a bad metaphor...hehe.but i get it.btw,it is called termites...the anai-anai is termite.hehe...

sometimes it is rather silly for us to forget simple words isn't it?i find it quite irritating sometimes as mostly,they are the words that we use daily.one time,it took me almost a month to raked my brain and find the word selimut is blanket!i know!stupid eyh?but it happens...haha...

okay then.
see you when we'll see you!

Thursday, March 19, 2009

Earth Hour

by powerangers_08@yahoo.com


Bored, prongsie? Ekeke... I'm sorry for you...

I think Boredom's like that little insects that eat woods. They eat our house as well. I don't know what they're called in English, but in Malay, it's called 'anai-anai'. They silently kill our house like boredom which silently kills us.

Bad metaphor? *winces* Like I care...
=p





Oh, YEAH!
This is an add that I’ve found. It's everywhere these days and you should do well to SUPPORT it! Support the Earth Hour 2009!

Do I hear someone asking how? Well, ladies and gentleman, it’s fairly simple. On 28th March 2009, and at 8.30 pm, you got to switch off all of the lights in your house (yes, stay in the dark, folks. Oh, come on. It’s not that bad…) for merely an hour. Just an hour, and that’s it!

What should you be doing??!! You’re asking me? Oho! Just do whatever it is that you will be doing when there’s no electricity in your neighborhood. xD Day dream (in this case, night dream), sulk, take a shower, play with your hair… Brilliant isn’t it! Oh, and as for me? I’ll do my most favorite activity in the whole wide world… Zzzz… Spectacular!

Well, you get my drift.

So, support it, all right! Consider this the only redemption that you would get for all of the s**t that you have done to our mother earth… (peeing for instance… Lol)

You’re really into it? Good! Then go visit this site
http://www.earthhour.org/. Offers you a bucketful of info of this thingy. Well act, dearies!


Hmm...



Ah...



Ehem...



*pinches nose bridge*



Um...



Oohh...



*frowns*



Eh...



Argh! Sorry, folks! You know, I've got nothing to say... Well, I have. But I couldn't damn well to remember it... Oh, Gosh.. *pokes own head*


Shoot me.
x(


Well, then. Talk to you later, I guess...
Hehehe...
=p

Wednesday, March 18, 2009

Boredom...

by farah_prong@yhoo.com.my

this boredom is killing me...
torn to pieces,
my heart is screaming...
the sourness and bitterness swelled...
the guilty pang me inside


I am bored. Well, I am bored everyday. All people already knew why...heheh...but I can't help it. I am seriously bored. Nice poem powerangers. Night market. I guess that ideas comes from everywhere and everything right? hurm...bored,bored,bored, and bored. Huargh!!!

Hrm...bout you snapping out powerangers, I think that it is normal. Sometimes, you tend to do something like that. Perhaps you are weary and tired and perhaps you are not really thinking at that moment. It usually happens once in a while. Don't worry bout it. You are not a freak for getting angry all of a sudden.

This is a poem that I liked recently. It is quite sweet.

I carry your heart with me
by E.E Cummings

I carry your heart with me
(I carry it in my heart)
I am never without it
(anywhere I go, my dear; and whatever is done by only me is your doing; my darling)
I fear no fate
(for you are my fate)
I want no world, my true)
and it's you are
whatever a moon has always meant
and whatever a sun will always sing is you

here is the deepest secret nobody knows
(here is the root of the root and the bud of the bud and the sky of the sky of a tree called life; which grows higher that the soul can hope or mind can hide)
and this is the wonder that's keeping the starts apart

I carry your heart
(I carry it in my heart)

Tuesday, March 17, 2009

Night Market

by powerangers_08@yahoo.com


Really, Prongsie? Hehe.. Thanks! And those are cool gadgets that you've added! You know, I've been trying to add the twitter app there but to no avail. Glad you did it! And sorry for the radio comment. Hehe... Mean no offence, I didn't. Don't you worry. I've got nothing against Hitz. Heck, they used to be my favorite. But... You know... There are OTHERS, others... One that always want to make me poke my head everytime I hears them... =p

Ahah! Since today is the day for the night market at my neighborhood, Id like to write something about it!


It's Tuesday night
As it has been
For years back
Night's gloom is nothing
Compared to this lively bright
Lines and lines
Of mobile stars
Endless and endless
Of parade feets
Horse voices of vendor
Drawing walkers by
Keen, rueful procurer
Searching where lowest haggle lies
Agitated fishes of children
Running low, swimming in sea
Countless byproducts
Tons of foods
During the market at night
As it has been
For years back


I LOVE night market! They're... I dunno... Refreshing!


ALTHOUGH!
I don't know why but for these few days I feel angry all the time. And I don't understand why. Even the simplest things could infuriate me. Like this one time for instance. My mom and I were renovating the furniture in the living room and were just finishing the last touch when my mom said something. I can't remember what it was but suddenly I could feel my whole body tremble and my vision got blurry (my biological signs of fury) and I snapped. I seriously don't know why! It was confusing and scary as hell! (I'm scared of myself, truly). I'm sure my mom never intended anything. It seems like a slight change in voice tone (high) would get me into considering that that person is mad at me and, of course, it would then trigger my anger. Just ask my brother about this. He knows only too well of my occasional mood swings (my brother is my regular victim). Maybe I'm mentally unstable!! x(


Sob2...!
That's that for now, folks...
=(