People always say that my life is perfect. Is it? It may seem so to them.But try being me before making any assumptions. I have to take care of myself so I don't spoil my family's image.

Having a father as a politician can be really cool at times since you get to go to parties and other wonderfuol places but to tell you the truth, I'm a lonely person.I'm shy in front of the cameras.

Do I have real friends? Friends who does not care about my status? Luckily, I do...thanks guys, u noe who you are...but one thing that really bother me is that some people, jealous or not, say things behind my back. Calling me snob. You can ask my true and real friends...I ain't one..

I'm a down-to-earth kind of person and mix around well with anyone..I don't care about rankings or other shits....Why can't those people leave me alone???Are they trying to ruin me so I ruin my family name?? Go find some other person to disturb and leave me alone...........

You don't know me

Like you knew me

You stopped listening

The moment that I needed you the most

You can't see me

Like you saw me

Truth comes easy

But it's hard for you to pull me from the ground

So i scream, scream coz it hurts

You every word

Cuts me inside and leaves me worse

There's no way back

And what if there was

You'd still be you and

I'd still need to say goodbye

Maybe you don't love me

Like I love you, baby

Cause the broken in you

Doesn't make me run

There is beauty

In the dark side

I'm not frightened

Without it I could never feel the sun

Nothing will change no matter

What you say

I'm still gonna be the same

The harder we try

The harder that we fight

Can't get it right

sigh..........sum all in a song

Why do guys give other guys girl's hp number they barely know or seen? Girls are different. They see the guy then later number's are exchange. Let me tell you a story and you decide who you'd be siding.

It all started with a miscall then introductions by smses.'How did you get my number?' was frequently asked. He didn't want to tell. As she got to know more about him, he was her cousin's friend, she felt that she had known him for a long time. They have not set sight on each other but pictures were exchange through MMS so the other would know how the other look like.

'Darling', 'dear', 'sayang' was soon to be followed. Before ending an sms or a phone call, it would always end with all of those words. They wouldn't say love and really mean it, although it was briefly exchanged but not in a way that it was real.

The girl had asked 'why are we doing this? Where would this all lead to?', the answer was 'It leads to us getting closer'.'But y me?'...'I'll tell you the answer back home in kuching' as this guy was studying in another country.

He said it was fate. The girl truly believed him and fell in love.Maybe it wasn't in love with him but his sweet words. Was he lying, putting up a facade? She didnt think as she was blinded by love. He was humourous, good looking(as he had surprised her one day by coming back home to kuching and brought her out), nice(was he really??)..all in all..dream guy.

But one day, things change, the girl had no idea how or why...Before starting a new school year, she had told him 'maybe we should take things slow'. he might have mistaken it to be 'stop what we are doing'. A week later, the girl found out that he had a girlfriend a few days after she asked him to take things slow..Maybe he wanted someone who he can see everyday because if he was to be with her, he can only see her everytime he come back to kuching for his school holiday.

She was devastated and heartbroken.(a few things followed after that but the details would not be given) Earlier on before they had called each other darling, she had told him that in doing so he must not break her heart.Her heart had been broken many times but this time, it was the worst. She could not get by her life without crying every night. She grew weaker.Shut up in her room. When she came out, she decide to take revenge . Not at the guy, but revenge on the unfairness of love.She didn't look for a guy, she stayed single but scandalise with other guys.She hurt their feelings and used them as if they were a toy to her.

Let me ask this question. Why is a guy called a player and a girl called cheap it they are a player? Unfairness of life.

To continue, one day, someone listened to her cries, this was the first person to understand. Someone made her feel much better. Much better in fact that she stoppped scandalising. As she sit and wonder about what she had done, she realise that there's nothing you can do about love. love is a game, you can fall, get hurt and tear away the 'semangat' if you fail.The guy had taught her a lesson and that was don't easily fall in love with words...words can lie...

As you read this, who do feel more towards to?

I was a science student but now an art.....Why is everyone making a deal of me moving??? To my friends who have been in the same class with me and share all the joys and pain, I'm sorry guys but that's how I want to live my life....being happy and don't have to memorise freaking periodic table and all those biology stuff. Anyway, I miss you all and good luck in science class...We will always be friends and I won't forget you all...Muaks..

People thing differently about those going to arts...like..arts are stupid people who aren't smart enough..that's not true...Believe me, I know that those in arts are smart as well..they also get 7A wat..Me as well so you can't say I'm stupid..

To those science students......haha...no more lab report for me..too bad for you guys...to tell you the truth, I have been struggling in the subject science since it came out in primary four syllabus..that was in year 2000. Luckily in PMR it was easy...thank god.

Being in arts class is totally relaxing meaning not much stress although i had to catch up with perdagangan and ekonomi asas..All the subjects are interesting especially geography..I miss geography since going to science but now at least I get to take up that subject again. As I say, the only thing that can be really hard is ekonomi asas and perdagangan(quite easy though unless you really understand and had been in arts since the beginning of the year so you don't have to catch up).

Hey, you guys should be happy for me since I don't have to stay up until 11 or 12pm just to do homework.It takes me 2 or 3 hours just to figure out chemistry plus another hour to finish my add maths homework. I"M FREE OF IT NOW!!!! YAY!!! Damn, I still have to catch up with arts subject.

To my family.....Well, I'm not interested in science at all..I'm sorry but I have already planned my future and that is to not be in any science career.

Doing everything that I believe in

Going by the rules that I've been taught

More understanding of what's around me

And protected from the walls of love

All that you see is me

And all I truly believe

That I was born to try

I've learned to love

Be understanding

And believe in life

But you've got to make choices

Be wrong or right

Sometimes you've got to sacrifice the things you like

But I was born to try

No point in talking what you should have been

And regretting the things that went on

Life's full of mistakes, destinies and fate

Remove the clouds look at the bigger picture

And all that you see is me

And all I truly believe

That I was born to try

I've learned to love

Be understanding

And believe in life

But you've got to make choices

Be wrong or right

Sometimes you've got to sacrifice the things you like

But I was born to try

All that you see is me

All I truly believe

All that you see is me

And all I truly believe

That I was born to try

I've learned to love

Be understanding

And believe in life

But you've got to make choices

Be wrong or right

Sometimes you've got to sacrifice the things you like

But I was born to try

But you've got to make choices

Be wrong or right

Sometimes you've got to sacrifice the things you like

*I guess I've got to take chances and make the correct choices. After all, love won't last long.So, whatever form love comes in, I'm willing to brace it and if it hurts or breaks me, I would wash away that feeling and won't be hungover my broken heart like I used to in the past. Heartbroken many times has make me strong.I would not mope around anymore.

My Dream

I dream of a dream.

I dream that my dream shall someday come true.

I dream that all my dreams shall not remain just a dream.

I dream for that day when all these dreams are realized.

I dream that I don’t’ spend my days dreaming.

I dream that my dreams shall be more than just dreams.

I dream that these dreams will make me dream more.

Though these are dreams today,

I dream of making them a reality one day.

I will always be dreaming of these dreams,

So that I do have hope in life,

I still hope that this life is worth living.

Hope...

an interesting word.

interesting feeling.

what is....

Hope?

or rather,

what is left

when hope....

is gone?

Hope brings a rainbow

Shining after the rain

Hope brings the sunshine

It masks all our pain

Hope is a butterfly

Coming out of her cocoon

Hope is a pair of hands

That carry us over the moon

When hope is lost

All is lost

Our sunny warmth

Turns into frost

The rainbow and the butterfly

Lose their colors

And only sigh

The butterfly has forgotten

How to use her wings

A hummingbird once beautiful

Now never sings

The mask that hope had provided

Now uncovers all our fears

The smiling face hope helped create

Is now streaming down with tears

(for all to see)

The hands that once could lift us up

Now let us down

Once we flew out of the sky

Now we lay crumpled on the ground

When hope is lost

All is lost

Our sunny warmth

Turns into frost

*Will there be any hope in the near future? Sigh... I'll take the chance to find out. Maybe it was meant to be. Then again, maybe not. Chance...

Just ignore them and what they say..I'm trying to drown out the voices as well and taking the chance..It happen once and I don want things to happen again..loosing a friend..maybe even a 'special friend'...all it matters now is you and me trying to work things out and figuring where this road will lead us to..

Is it that hard to pick up a phone call? If you have lots of miscall it's because people might be calling you to ask you something and not just talk nonsense you know or maybe you happen to be a dimwit who does not know how to answer a phone.Anyway, here are steps to pick up a phone call.



Steps To Pick Up A Phone Call(Handphone)



Step 1


Be alert when your phone is ringing.



Step 2


Walk to your phone( come onlah, it's not that far)



Step 3


Pick it up with your left hand or right hand.



Step 4


Press the green button that has the sign of a phone.



Step 5


Place the phone on your left or right ear.



Step 6


Say 'hello' or 'wats up dude/babe' or 'you have called the wrong number' or 'this is the voicemailbox for (ur name here). Please leave a message after the tone'



Step 7

Start your conversation for god's sake..don't just say nothing. At least say hi or just 'hmmm'..'yeehaa'..'yup'...*nod your head although the person can't see you*



Step 8


What more steps are there? that's all..I'm sure if you follow this step..you'll be an expert in answering a phone call.



Step 9


You done talking?



Step 10


Put down the phone then if you have had enough by pressing the red button.

I guess this is the challenges that we face when we're heading down that road..Lies, misunderstanding..Thank you for not caring about those nasty things..Thank you for trusting me sayang..Sigh..I wanna a hug from you..

Anyway, you know who are(the peeps who calls me that)..Don't simply say things..you don't even know anything..You can try to ruin me but I won't fall..Just shut your fucking mouth...

What happen between me and J that night was nothing..he was being a good friend comforting, consoling and lecturing me..Thanks J for listening. We were hugging but its the friend to friend kind of hug.

Does this explain anything? Just confront me instead of going behind my back.You need explanation just ask...For god sake..