no BIGGIE at all

when someone that i love doing something that can make me feel jealous. for an example taking pictures with girls while holding their hands. i just think that i've made it too. but that's before. not recently after i committed to this relationship. it's okay if that is only the formalities within the committee members. after that, i'm trying to be professional and think that i am in a relationship with a famous and very important person. i'm also have to mind my words before i say or write something. this is because, i'm carrying his name everywhere i go and whatever i do. i also have to be as calm as i could if some girls admiring him. because i trust him and i love him. and he loves me too. so, nothing to worry. a woman with a very important man have to face this situation. i realized it and i have to be strong. an iron lady maybe. if i can face all this sort of things, it's not impossible that one day i could be a wife of a prime minister. first lady of the country. no biggie at all.

-a letter by a wife of a very important person.

happiness

it melt my heart away
seeing you trying real hard to make me smile
although i was suppose to make you happy
but at least you bring the shine
to this gloomy face
and when i smile
you smile even bigger
and when you smile big
i smile even bigger
and that is happiness

*really miss this moment. hope i can be the person in this poem again.

pesan ayah

pesan ayah, orang jahat ada 2 jenis.
1, orang jahat yg menyesal dgn kejahatannya dan cuba menyedarkan orang di sekelilingnya.
2, orang jahat yg sentiasa cuba mengajak orang lain melakukan kejahatan kerana tak puas hati melihat orang lain lebih baik dari dirinya.
oleh itu, hati-hati memilih teman.

time after time

Lying in my bed I hear the clock tick,
and think of you
caught up in circles confusion--
is nothing new
Flashback--warm nights--
almost left behind
suitcases of memories,
time after--

sometimes you picture me--
I'm walking too far ahead
you're calling to me, I can't hear
what you've said--
Then you say--go slow--
I fall behind--
the second hand unwinds

if you're lost you can look--and you will find me
time after time
if you fall I will catch you--I'll be waiting
time after time

after my picture fades and darkness has
turned to gray
watching through windows--you're wondering
if I'm OK
secrets stolen from deep inside
the drum beats out of time--

-Cyndi Lauper