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)
Wednesday, March 18, 2009
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...
=(
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...
=(
Monday, March 16, 2009
Headache
by farah_prong@yahoo.com.my
squished and squashed
all thoughts looming in the dark
pain that strikes
sharp and clear as a dart
the temples hurt
it sides aches
the ailment churns
it threatened to burst
the thoughts of assignment
the abhorrent of personal dispute
killing my brain cells
paralyzing the happiness neuron
squished and squashed
all thoughts looming in the dark
pain that strikes
sharp and clear as a dart
the temples hurt
it sides aches
the ailment churns
it threatened to burst
the thoughts of assignment
the abhorrent of personal dispute
killing my brain cells
paralyzing the happiness neuron
The layout is kinda cool powerangers. Thanks for doing it. I am also adding in some gadgets. I hope that you will be okay with it. IT is not my forte. hehehe... Well, as you said, the practical training is almost over. However, as others probably jumping and squeling with delights of finally completing the internship, my stomach churns at the fact the report is not yet done...huhu...It is scary as hell. I got major headache thinking about it. adeh...
I just read Fana's entry entitled 'Marker or Duster'. It was hillarious. I am rolling and howling with laughter. hahahaha....Wow. For someone that small, doing something like that definitely makes my day. It was simply funny. Fana is definitely something. hahaha...I can't imagine she does something like that.OMG.Fana...thanks for cheering up my day.
I am now caught in a tangle of problems that is not mine to begin with. Curiosity kills the cat. To whoever that created the proverb, I think that he is a genius. I meddled in with something that I shouldn't and now my head is killing me. I don't want to think about it but how can I not think bout it when that person keep on bothering me? It is driving me crazy!!!! ARGHHH!!! That person just don't know how to stop pestering me. I mean, it is your problem. Go ahead and settle it yourself! DO I look like some sort of councelling person to you! Huh!!! I am tired....huhu...
What? You wanted to puke listening to other radio station? Are you testing my patience and love for Hitz.fm? It is quite insulting for you to say that powerangers...You are threading a thin ice here...I am a fan of Hitz.fm. The radio station is fun and funny. It rhyme with both of that words. Furthermore, hitz is like a senior brother to that Fly.fm k? Treat it with respect please. Who did not know Gotcha! programme? It is famous. Furthermore, the Breakfast Show with Ian and Jay Jay is a must hear programme. Although Jay Jay did not get to pair with Rudy anymore but the new pair rocks! They are still the best for me. But we have our differences and I respect you for liking Fly but don't say that you feels like throwing up after listening to other radio station.
Okay then.
See you when I see you!
I just read Fana's entry entitled 'Marker or Duster'. It was hillarious. I am rolling and howling with laughter. hahahaha....Wow. For someone that small, doing something like that definitely makes my day. It was simply funny. Fana is definitely something. hahaha...I can't imagine she does something like that.OMG.Fana...thanks for cheering up my day.
I am now caught in a tangle of problems that is not mine to begin with. Curiosity kills the cat. To whoever that created the proverb, I think that he is a genius. I meddled in with something that I shouldn't and now my head is killing me. I don't want to think about it but how can I not think bout it when that person keep on bothering me? It is driving me crazy!!!! ARGHHH!!! That person just don't know how to stop pestering me. I mean, it is your problem. Go ahead and settle it yourself! DO I look like some sort of councelling person to you! Huh!!! I am tired....huhu...
What? You wanted to puke listening to other radio station? Are you testing my patience and love for Hitz.fm? It is quite insulting for you to say that powerangers...You are threading a thin ice here...I am a fan of Hitz.fm. The radio station is fun and funny. It rhyme with both of that words. Furthermore, hitz is like a senior brother to that Fly.fm k? Treat it with respect please. Who did not know Gotcha! programme? It is famous. Furthermore, the Breakfast Show with Ian and Jay Jay is a must hear programme. Although Jay Jay did not get to pair with Rudy anymore but the new pair rocks! They are still the best for me. But we have our differences and I respect you for liking Fly but don't say that you feels like throwing up after listening to other radio station.
Okay then.
See you when I see you!
Sayonara
by powerangers_08@yahoo.com
Ooh… such happiness. But weariness as well.
I don’t know why… but it doesn’t matter since my practical session is about to end! xD How many more days, eh? Let’s see… err…today is 17 and… yes! 10 more days! Can’t wait, dow… Huhu!
But, interestingly, and like I said, I could feel weariness and a little apprehension. I think I shouldn’t have had these kind of cojones. I mean, practical is boring for the most part. Although I admit the people here is nice enough. They really are. And I think I’m gonna miss talking to some of them, miss doing the jobs I usually did… but still, boringness is the most dominant part of this practical training. You have no idea. If there are jobs to be done, I assure you I wouldn’t mind them to be in MOUNTAINS. I can handle overwork, no problem. And let’s face it. It’s not like I have a husband and 5 children to tend. I wouldn’t mind going home late and I wouldn’t mind overwork. On the other hand, I’m glad of them. It makes me feel that I am doing something and that I am contributing to something. Something useful and important and I’m glad.
But IF there is no work, nothing at all and that is that. NO WORK. Nothing to do. Nothing at ALL! Can you imagine sitting around all day doing nothing? Like you know that there are other staffs working, doing their work and things but YOU, sitting at your place, just LOOKING at them doing whatever it is that they are doing? Its worst than working 16 hours straight. WORST, I assure you. Some might say that I should be glad. It’s not everyday that people go to work and find themselves nothing to work on. But NO. You would feel USELESS. Feels like you want to scream beyond recognition. You’d feel more tired than when you are overwork. It’s awful. Not only that, you’d also feel like you want to shrink into the wall. It’s shameful too. It’s like I said; USELESS.
BUT I have my own solace, you know. I LOVE to drive. Love it so much. It’s like an addict. So, my time of driving to work and driving home from work could be considered as my kind of painkiller meds. Take over cars, scream on the top of my lungs at drivers who infuriate me with their driving skills (I’m not a lunatic, don’t you worry), assume the road as F1 track… Diving is one of the best moments of the day for me, apart of sleeping at night, of course. And I LOVE listening to FLY.FM! They’re the best radio station out there! The Pagi Show and Rush Hour are my favorite sections. Have you listened to Nadia, Phat Phabes and Ben? And for the Rush Hour part, Jules and Prem? They are DEAD hilarious. They have never yet failed to make me smile my self silly every morning and evening of everyday. I tried listening to other radio stations and I find myself wanting to puke. I don’t know why. It didn’t work
Oh, yeah!
Well, that’s it, folks!
xD
Ooh… such happiness. But weariness as well.
I don’t know why… but it doesn’t matter since my practical session is about to end! xD How many more days, eh? Let’s see… err…today is 17 and… yes! 10 more days! Can’t wait, dow… Huhu!
But, interestingly, and like I said, I could feel weariness and a little apprehension. I think I shouldn’t have had these kind of cojones. I mean, practical is boring for the most part. Although I admit the people here is nice enough. They really are. And I think I’m gonna miss talking to some of them, miss doing the jobs I usually did… but still, boringness is the most dominant part of this practical training. You have no idea. If there are jobs to be done, I assure you I wouldn’t mind them to be in MOUNTAINS. I can handle overwork, no problem. And let’s face it. It’s not like I have a husband and 5 children to tend. I wouldn’t mind going home late and I wouldn’t mind overwork. On the other hand, I’m glad of them. It makes me feel that I am doing something and that I am contributing to something. Something useful and important and I’m glad.
But IF there is no work, nothing at all and that is that. NO WORK. Nothing to do. Nothing at ALL! Can you imagine sitting around all day doing nothing? Like you know that there are other staffs working, doing their work and things but YOU, sitting at your place, just LOOKING at them doing whatever it is that they are doing? Its worst than working 16 hours straight. WORST, I assure you. Some might say that I should be glad. It’s not everyday that people go to work and find themselves nothing to work on. But NO. You would feel USELESS. Feels like you want to scream beyond recognition. You’d feel more tired than when you are overwork. It’s awful. Not only that, you’d also feel like you want to shrink into the wall. It’s shameful too. It’s like I said; USELESS.
BUT I have my own solace, you know. I LOVE to drive. Love it so much. It’s like an addict. So, my time of driving to work and driving home from work could be considered as my kind of painkiller meds. Take over cars, scream on the top of my lungs at drivers who infuriate me with their driving skills (I’m not a lunatic, don’t you worry), assume the road as F1 track… Diving is one of the best moments of the day for me, apart of sleeping at night, of course. And I LOVE listening to FLY.FM! They’re the best radio station out there! The Pagi Show and Rush Hour are my favorite sections. Have you listened to Nadia, Phat Phabes and Ben? And for the Rush Hour part, Jules and Prem? They are DEAD hilarious. They have never yet failed to make me smile my self silly every morning and evening of everyday. I tried listening to other radio stations and I find myself wanting to puke. I don’t know why. It didn’t work
Oh, yeah!
I know why I feel weary all of a sudden! It’s the future that I’m worried about. My Diploma is about to finish, I’ll get the CF and all that… but then what’s next? I’ll further my study, absolutely. And when I finish that as well, I’m gonna work. And that’s THAT. It would be totally different than what I’m currently experiencing and maybe those people are right. There would be moments that I’d feel glad that I have nothing to do at work. It’d be one of those days that I’d feel blessed (lol).
Hm… but you know what? During the past where I have considered these things, for example during my semester 1, dreading the workload that I will eventually get during my semester 5 and wondering if I can cope it, I would always tell myself this line; “What will happen just happen, and when it happen, I’ll just face it as best that I can”. It always soothes me and you could probably call it my motto. Lame and stupid, I know. But still comforting for me. And it has never yet failed me.
Well, there goes my rambling. No creative writing this time. I just feel the need to say something about my everyday lives here. Hm… Might continue it in the next pos, I guess. Hehe.. =D It’s curiously easing!
Well, there goes my rambling. No creative writing this time. I just feel the need to say something about my everyday lives here. Hm… Might continue it in the next pos, I guess. Hehe.. =D It’s curiously easing!
Well, that’s it, folks!
xD
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