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Friday, 26 December 2008

~Her story - part 8, rite?

"When you finally go back to your old hometown, you find it wasn't the old home you missed but your childhood". ~Sam Ewing

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It was cloudy outside. And windy too. She didn't really like cloudy weather. But when it came with the wind, she felt as if she was in a magical land. You know, when your hair kinda like flying wildly by itself and you feel like you're surrounded by a dark but cool and mysterious aura, and you started to stretch out your hands (like in the titanic)....yup yup.. not making any sense at all..huh..

She unlocked her front door, went out to the old rusty swing on her porch, sat there and breathed in the not-so-fresh air. And she started to remember, walking herself down the memory lane.... (as usual)

She remembered playing in the rain on the 'grassy' side of her house (which has now gone as her parents extended their house 12 years ago). She also remembered playing on the road in front of her house with her now grown up neighbours and sometimes being the only girl playing with all those boys. The games they played changed with seasons. When they sicked of playing 'rounders', they started to play other games including  football,  'baling selipar', lompat getah, galah panjang, police and thief (pronounced as polis entry..hoho), bicycle or roller blade racing, pass baton, and some other games as well.

She also remembered when she was 12, she wasn't allowed to play football anymore by her father because according to him, she was already a big girl, so she couldn't play a boy's game. She was quite disappointed that time as she could just watched her friends played. But it didn't stop her from enjoying her life and being her mischievous-self, she still played football when her father wasn't around (he was out of town a lottt - work-related)..huhu..

The drops of rain snapped her back to reality. Once again, she looked down on the road of 18/62, and rushed inside, smiling.... :D














Thursday, 25 December 2008

The signs??~..huhu

Are these 'the signs' when...


  • You were quarreling and fighting for almost everyday for about a year

  • He does not text you as much as he should (or as much as you told him to..huhu)

  • You're not very eager to talk to him on the phone when for the last 3 years you can't stop talking for hours before you go to bed

  • He doesn't really care if you don't like to call him anymore because he rather be sleeping than talking to you

  • You were more interested in looking at a robin jumping on the roof of your next door neighbour house, rather than listening to him apologizing for the mistake he made (which by the way, for like thousandth of time - both - the mistakes and the apologizing)

  • He keeps repeating the same mistake or almost the same mistake (huhu) again and again and again

  • He's the one who supposed to understand you better than anyone else but he doesn't seems to understand you at all

  • You're now very into the song sang by Beyonce, "If I were a boy"..hehe


These might be the signs of us coming to an end, OR the signs that I'm becoming more mature adult OR might just be the signs of my estrous cycle approaching in a week time. Whichever it might be, hope everything goes well, and nobody gets hurt. huhu...

Later!!

Sunday, 21 December 2008

Boring me... huhu ~

I've read back some of my previous posts and I noticed that I liked to start my entry with "Have you ever"....

Yup yup, boring me... ;)




Later!

Thursday, 18 December 2008

~Last goodbye...

"Ain't no headlights on the road tonight


Ain't nobody here to make it right


Cause we couldn't seem to find a way for love to stay


If you had another night to give


I would have another night to live


But you're never gonna see me cry the last goodbye"


-Last Goodbye (Atomic Kitten)



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Ain't got nothing to do with my life. Dude and I are just fine. It just that, this song used to be one of my fav songs  (ingat yah?..hehe) and it has been so long since I last heard it. Found the video clip just now when I was searching my hard disc for something else. hehe...


Later!

Tuesday, 16 December 2008

~I could just .... choke .... :(

I think I might have posted an entry almost similar to what I'm intending to post right now. But, who cares?!?..huhuhu

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"There are things that we don't want to happen but have to accept, things we don't want to know but have to learn, and people we can't live without but have to let go". ~Author Unknown


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Have you ever feel your chest hurting like something big is stepping on it, for example, an elephant? Then your eyes start to sting with sadness and you just feel like crying but all the tears seem to stuck somewhere near your throat which in the end makes your heart hurt like hell. You wish that your tears could just come out to remove the heaviness in your chest so that you could feel better. But the tears remain unmoved and just linger between your chest and throat and you end up choking instead of crying. The problem is, all these things remain in you for quite a long time and only start to go away after few hours or when something that makes you happy suddenly appears out of nowhere (which in my case is unlikely to happen..huhuh).

Have you??!!

Unfortunately, I have.... :(

Monday, 8 December 2008

Selamat Hari Raya Aidiladha!

Hi all...

Wishing all of you Happy Eid ul-adha!
Semoge semua pengorbanan yang kita lakukan diterima Allah s.w.t. sebagai suatu ibadah.

Have a great day! :D

Wednesday, 3 December 2008

A sentence without a full stop ~

"The past is strapped to our backs.  We do not have to see it; we can always feel it."  ~Mignon McLaughlin, The Neurotic's Notebook, 1960


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Have you ever find yourself drowning in tons of work, but can't seem to start or finish 'em in time which eventually will bring yourself down and make you think about the past, where you were young and free like a bird (corny i know...hihi) and laughed all the time worrying about nothing (including your grades), and you wish (really hard) that you could turn back time??

Later! :(