(tak tau le sama ada dia baca atau tak bebelan aku kat blogspot ni…)
Kerna terpaksa aku rela menangis,
Kerna terpaksa kuturut kata hati,
Gementar tubuhku dengan keputusan ini,
Biarpun perit kuteruskan jua…
I wanna run to you,
But if I come to you,
Will you stay?
Or will you run away?
Thursday, August 19, 2004
Wednesday, August 18, 2004
Hilang lagi???
Handset Didi hilang lagi. Ini entah kali yang ke berapa aku sendiri pun dah tak ingat. Seingat aku belum sebiji handset pun yang pernah meraikan ulangtahun pembeliannya yang pertama bersama Didi.
Tapi semasa handset ada pun Didi memang jarang contact aku (tapi tak tau le pulak kalau dia selalu contact kawan-kawan dia yang lain). Heran gak aku sebab abang Imam yang dok nun jauh di Nilai pun sudi hantar SMS kat aku paling-paling sekali sebulan.
Aku pun maleh nak ganggu rumahtangga bahagia dia tak tentu pasal. Lagipun dia sentiasa sibuk dengan kerjanya sehingga tak sempat mengajak kawannya ni hatta untuk menikmati persembahan LAMAN sekalipun.
Aku rasa jauh di sudut subconscious Didi ada menyimpan hasrat agar dia dibiarkan dengan hidupnya yang bahagia sekarang ini. Camne Didi? Betul tak?
Tapi semasa handset ada pun Didi memang jarang contact aku (tapi tak tau le pulak kalau dia selalu contact kawan-kawan dia yang lain). Heran gak aku sebab abang Imam yang dok nun jauh di Nilai pun sudi hantar SMS kat aku paling-paling sekali sebulan.
Aku pun maleh nak ganggu rumahtangga bahagia dia tak tentu pasal. Lagipun dia sentiasa sibuk dengan kerjanya sehingga tak sempat mengajak kawannya ni hatta untuk menikmati persembahan LAMAN sekalipun.
Aku rasa jauh di sudut subconscious Didi ada menyimpan hasrat agar dia dibiarkan dengan hidupnya yang bahagia sekarang ini. Camne Didi? Betul tak?
Sunday, August 08, 2004
Chobaan
I’ve been sick for slightly more than 2 weeks now and I suspect it’s going to last a few more. Then I suddenly realise what this might be. It’s the Trial Ustaz has been warning us about.
“You will be Tested,” that was how he lightly phrased it.
No naughty ghosts playing their dirty little tricks. Oh, no no no no no no! For me, it’s going to be prolonged illness. I’m hacking and coughing my guts out as if my life depended on it. I have a fever that comes and goes. My nose is like a leaky faucet at times. But as P. Ramlee and his cohorts chanted in the movie Pendekar Bujang Lapok-
“Chooobaaa-aaannn!”
Going to work is another Trial. Despite Breathing, I’m so drained at the end of every work day that sometimes I skip Breathing (Hahaha! Naughty me!) because I was so damn tired!
Sick as I am though, I managed to force myself to catch two action flicks last Saturday afternoon (because if I prefer the full cinema experience) before they stopped showing them. Notice that I call them flicks because in my opinion, that’s all they are.
Catwoman and The House of Flying Daggers were aesthetically pleasing, but the story leaves much to be desired. I still have I, Robot on my list. Hope I’ll be lucky enough to catch that next week.
“You will be Tested,” that was how he lightly phrased it.
No naughty ghosts playing their dirty little tricks. Oh, no no no no no no! For me, it’s going to be prolonged illness. I’m hacking and coughing my guts out as if my life depended on it. I have a fever that comes and goes. My nose is like a leaky faucet at times. But as P. Ramlee and his cohorts chanted in the movie Pendekar Bujang Lapok-
“Chooobaaa-aaannn!”
Going to work is another Trial. Despite Breathing, I’m so drained at the end of every work day that sometimes I skip Breathing (Hahaha! Naughty me!) because I was so damn tired!
Sick as I am though, I managed to force myself to catch two action flicks last Saturday afternoon (because if I prefer the full cinema experience) before they stopped showing them. Notice that I call them flicks because in my opinion, that’s all they are.
Catwoman and The House of Flying Daggers were aesthetically pleasing, but the story leaves much to be desired. I still have I, Robot on my list. Hope I’ll be lucky enough to catch that next week.
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