inspiring

hey! =D
today's a wonderful day....k that was uber sarcastic. today's an learning day.
hahahahs

shoutout here: "HAPPY BDAE MY BIG BITCH!"

i didnt mean it in a bad way. wakakakaks. but tday's damn bad day to celebrate ur bdae seriously... and im sorry for it. but at least u celebrated wif family and friends. mine was belated seh... hahs. WWW downtown sucked cos of rain. we played like a freaking 1 hour only. came at 2+, rained at 3-4. went home@ 5+ cos nak gi makan b4 heading back. cam bodoh ah...did i forget to mention, the queue there so bloody long ah, and it was damn packed. so much so, i took on oni 2 rides! and those who were still at the tix booth wen it rain, confirm balik kampung hisap jari...

so anyways, i still owe the damn bitch bdae gifts! a long list of stuff he wanted, personalized man u jersey, backpack, 8GB SDHC, shoes (loafers and sneakers), study chair, clothes...among SOME on his LIST! wth... eh please eh...i shud be the guy in the house. u shud see how organised he is. and how i can't keep ANYTING clean for more than 12 hours. CREATIVITY does NOT allow RESTRICTIONS to both body and soul. so yah... wakakakaks!

so since we're talking bout creativity, some days back got a blog hopper, nadya i think her name, she has inspired me. to start writing poetry again. i got some pieces i've wrote out, but they're not as perfect as those i did back then when i was emo. now my poetry is more happier sounding...those that make u think of sunshine and picnics and laughing babies:) hehes. when i'm free, i'll make love ones. hahahs. but for now....enjoy what i hve first=DD



of kisses and smiles

the prettiness of life
is not of material, not of money
its not when you have everything in your life
its not even when you achieve your life-long dream

its the sights and sounds of everydayness
that people miss when they go through life too much too fast
that people ignore, cause they do not appreciate the smaller smiles

of the ants when they whisper to sugar
to be lighter as they carry the weight together
of the dandelions swaying in the wind
moving in tune with each other like loving twins

of the infant's giggly laughter
lightening the hearts of those who cared to hear
of the moist and warm breeze
seeking to find a moment's peace

of the soft afternoon sun
reaching out tothose who want
of the love of a child for the red toy train
so true and pure no evil can taint