i lykiee it cuz its cute heartshapes.aww.
so happy cuz i gave dedi 1 whole bag of it,den sddenly,it was empty,he ate it all.yea!
mumi was also like over-complimenting it.usually,all she'd say is ;"too sweet!!" with that face.
instead,this time it was:"sedap!". one sincere word dat pays back all d time i spent.

too bad case aint here.it would've been nice if sum1 was here to share my love towards coffee.
mishin ya case=')

menix didnt seem to 'menikmati' it.lol.
ah,cant blame other pple for not havin an intimate affair wif coffee.aha.

owh.starbucks.how i long for you.

first of all,syukur alhamdulillah, i got my licence.ngee~ =D
All my suppressin txts,calls,begging,playin nice,pity card,finally,my agent gave me my licence,rite after one phone call from dad.
well,glad dats over.

• drivin is satisfying.

(xcept when pple honk u)

• drivin is addicting

(xcept when u ran outta fuel,n gotta fill it urself)

other then entering a one way road, having two cars inches away from the front and side while cornering , and not to mention d roundabout incident, everything else was pretty much, well,okay.


cant wait to wax d car,which is not mine,but will be,when SUMONE gets a new BMW.
ah~alwez stuck wif d hand-me-downs.redha2.
i love driving wif my gaffxs.yeay!menik,mira, now i know how it feels.
hell yea, LUVIN ITT~~

“why are you still afraid to love me?”
“why cant I ever let you go?”
“why ..why..cant I step away?”she whispered,as she felt his stiff body under her soft ruthless palms.They were still warm.As if blood were still flowing through his veins,as if his heart was still pumping life,as if he was still there, sleeping. Her body froze as she stared at his pale face .She cant stand a second longer, but neither can she move away. A warm flow of water, like pearl drops streamed down her snowy cheek, dripping right onto his body.It sparkled for a while then disappeared.Another drip came. But as she stood,and as she weeped,the tears cant bring him back. Although the tears seem like melting snow,seeping into the ground and allowing flowers to frolick again in the spring,her tears were just a pool of emotions,splattered on a body,whose spirit has been taken away.

He was her everything. He never knew. He never felt her breath while he was sound asleep at night,because she would stare at him with her palms close to her mouth and nose,not to wake him up, to let him get lost in his dreams. He never noticed that all the meals he ate for breakfast this year,were’nt complementary bonuses from the apartment management,nor that it came from her own hand,which suffered countless burns and cuts afterwards. He was never aware that everytime he fell sick,she was the one running in the rain for aspirin,the one whose hands pruned as she stayed up throughout the night, just trying to wipe his fever away. But the worse thing is, he never
knew
she loved him.

Her confessions were mistaken as jokes and her stares, not even once affected him. Her commitment,was something he got used to, and he took it for granted.

Although the pain inside her heart grew and crept through her flesh, thorning through every living cell, she never left him. And now, alone by his deathbed, she still is beside him. As the nurses pulled up the blankets from his waist all the way up to his head,she had one final look. Inside she was screaming,Her tormented soul was howling for him to come back,and do her the favor of smiling back,The samae exact wat he used to everytime she looked at him. Silence engulfed the room, her shivers getting vigorous. All the memories were playing itself back inside her head, Regardless of all her efforts to stop them, it wouldn’t. Then, all those memories bundled up into one conclusion.Only one thought governed her mind. “At least , he...never felt the pain. Never felt the pain of a love unnoticed”

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I like the way he spontaneously smiles.

I like the way he blinks his eyes.

I like his eyes.

I like the way he shys off after saying sumthing sweet ,or pretending it didn’t come from him.

I love the way his fingers sync in harmoniously with the strings, creating perfect melody.

I like the way he always appear laid back

I like his style.

I like his shoulders.

I like the way he speaks to me.

I like the sudden silent gaps on the phone.

I like the way he cares for his family.

I like the fact that he knows how to carry himself well.

I like the way of him being totally frank, and unafraid.

I like the way he changes his hair, after I tell him to.

I like the way he runs his fingers through his hair.

I like his unpredictable phone calls.

I like the way things are.

I cherish the way he wishes me good morning and goodnight every day.

I cherish him singing songs to wash my blues away.

I cherish him caring for every single detail in my life,like the way my hair falls on my shoulders.

I cherish the way he comes up with brilliant surprises.

I cherish his sincerity.

I cherish the way he pulls a sulking face when I get too close to another guy,but laugh and joke around to cheer me up.

I cherish the way he imitates a kid’s voice, just to talk to me and hear me laugh.

I cherish the way he stares at me, as if nothing else in this world matters anymore.

I cherish that he bought me a giant bear, knowing I love bears so much.

I cherish that he trust me enough to tell everything.

I cherish the way he respects other people.

I cherish those unexpected nites of candlelight dinner.

I cherish the way he walks behind me, stepping in my footsteps left on the sand at the beach.

I cherish the way he always hides his hand inside his pocket to avoid them from grabbing mine.

I cherish the softness in his self when handling kids

I cherish the way he endures all sort of hardships for me.

I’m crazy about the way he makes me feel.

=)