I wished a wish to be a guitar-master

The Holy Notebook

Mind and soul those you don’t need,

Pixeled-screen with hundreds anagrammed buttons,

Able to save millions un-objected useable information and entertainments,

Black and square attracts the sight of mine,

Easy to bring, easy to carry,

Time-spent is wonderful,

The excited-spot of excitement,

But today it’s broken and unbeautiful,

Fascinateless nor unattractive though,

But underneath, it’s still you,

‘Now’ equate to ‘before’,

Endlessly never be change,

I’ll use you all the time,

Thank you, my broken Compaq Presario V3000 laptop! It’s you!

Let us be unperfected,

Most of my friends thought that I am polite and quiet and stuffs, though few of them already knew my true colors and repudiated all the faked-good-sides of me at the first place. Be free and party perfecting my days. But I’m not getting into alcohols and drugs. Those would make me look even worse than I am now. I mean, I am skeleton-ly skinnier than the anorexics and much much uglier then the ugly duckling, and then why I must fuck-up my appearance while I can still have the good one? Insane! Caution; I’m not like what you ever think I am. I’m cool (sometimes), but mostly I’m easy to burning-up on some certain high-temperatured outrageous situations and places. So think twice, you better fuck off before I put some shits on your f-ing face or just follow this multi-help direction sign -> TO FUCK OFF PLEASE USE THE MOTHERF BACK DOOR. THANK YOU! This may be an advisable suggestion.LOL. FYI, I took personal tempered-control class with my four years old cousin. She’s great on giving me a lesson in the Cool-Down-the-Temper subject. Arh, she’s wonderful! (double thumbs up for her). I’m so unpredictable. Sometimes I can be more hardcore-er than you are, but most of the times, I used to write poem, not just love poem with those flowery words, like, the-sky-is-blue-when-the-pollen-flew-away-thru-the-warm-air-at-the-middle-of-endless-summer. Err..Not just that. But I’ve to admit that I obsessively in love with love poems. HAHA. On the other hand, being too nice sometimes help you to faking up yourself much more. I met one guy who is always being so nice and religious in public, but when he gets ultra-excited, he being so rude and childish. There is no long-distance remote control able to mute his trashy words. So, that’s him, let he be himself. I am myself. So never copycat other people just you want to be perfect. The imperfectness that you have will make the flaws stand out to be remember by all. Sign out ;)

Secreted Signals

‘Hey!’

That’s the first word came out from your mouth,

I never talk to you before,

But each second, it’s hard to not look at you,

I don’t know why,

You not even categorised in the-most-cute list though,

But i know you’re special,

Especially your smile,

You brighten my day with those nude-pouted lips

But you such a silence,

It’s hard to hear you to speak out,

But the way you move tells everything,

Yesterday, I sat faced to you,

I know you knew I look at you,

It’s all coincidence,

It’s automatically happened,

No one know I’m so into you, except for one,

Myself!

The Overwhelmed Boredom ( I just want my mom and home D': )

All day, all night fulled of laughters before,

Today, tonight is like a fall for all,

At this peek of bore-mountain, I use to ask and scream,

Is this the best place for me to live?!

Is this opportunity is the God-given-gift?!

I’m confused,

I try to find the light,

But the light is too dim to brighten up my goals,

People’s lies and hypocrisy are the biggest issues to handle with,

I can’t stand all these single handedly,

Someone, please help me!

Now, I’m alone at the middle of this crowd,

They are just too loud,

Nobody listen to this voice,

I’ve been captured inside this cage of noise,

I wish,

I wish the time going faster,

Hoping the moment become better,

Leave this miserable place forever!!

When the hearts use its own language to speak out.

Looking into your eyes is the most exciting feelings ever,

Holding your hands make my heart beating faster,

Touching your hair make me hardly shiver,

I knew I am falling for you forever,

But I don’t know what should I do now?

It is impossible for them to understand,

This is like a big war of two fallen-in-love warriors.

Am I brave enough to stab the affections sword into your little heart?

Or am I should just tell you the truth?

I’m confused,

I hope this won’t stay any longer,

God, please help me to forget these f-ing stupid feelings.

Maybe I just can keep it as the biggest unspoken secret I ever had,

Or it just the stupidest wish I ever made.

Or maybe it just likes a will-o’-the-wisp thing and stuffs.

But I am sure I already shot the love cupid pass through your chest and straightly stabbed into your heart.

Means, I've already sent the signal and I can’t delete it from your memories,

Though, this won’t happen to us,

And loving you is a crime,

Everyone knew that,

But I know you knew I love you baby,

And I am sure you did the same too,

That is the only thing that I want you to understand.

Let our hearts keep everything,

And no one should know all these for sure.

Let it just us.

Just you and me.

The Awareness on Importance of Friendship,

Fairuz Shazni Sahat, Syuhada Abdullah, Athirah Yusof,,

A row of names of real good friends,

wow, i am greatly blessed because befriend with these people,

the kindness and fidelity they shown in this friendship are the fundamental of affections and this 'sister-hood' *mengaku girl-girl kejap ROFL :D

arh, I missed all these biatches,

they are my mates, they are my trusts,they are everythings to me,

yeah korang sangat penting bagi aku,
I LOVE YOU GIRLS!! *pouting mouth and open arms,