Thursday, 22 March 2012

Thirteen Ghosts

Have you ever watch this movie? If you don't, you should. I promise you a great horror movie. I give you the synopsis of the story. After read it, you should watch the movie. Here's the first part of the movie. You can open the other link on the other tabs. Feel free. Make sure you're not alone.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NtSl2HBBaw4&feature=related



Ghost hunter Cyrus Kriticos (F. Murray Abraham) and his psychic assistant Dennis Rafkin (Matthew Lillard) lead a team on a mission to capture a spirit, called the Juggernaut, in a junkyard. Several of the men are killed during the ensuing fight, including Cyrus himself. However, the team is able to catch the ghost. Cyrus' nephew, Arthur Kriticos (Tony Shalhoub), a widower, is informed by Cyrus' estate lawyer Ben Moss (JR Bourne) that he has inherited a mansion. Financially insecure, Arthur decides to move into the mansion with his two children, Kathy (Shannon Elizabeth) and Bobby (Alec Roberts) and their nanny Maggie (Rah Digga).
Dennis Rafkin, disguised as a power company employee, meets the family and Moss as they tour the mansion. The residence is made almost entirely of glass walls and floor with Latin phrases etched on them. After going in the basement and seeing the several ghosts he helped capture, Dennis frantically runs upstairs to warn Arthur that there are 12 violent ghosts imprisoned in the house, held captive. Moss slips away to collect his payment, but upon taking the briefcase he activates a mechanism that seals the entrance to the home and begins to release the ghosts one-by-one. The Angry Princess is the first ghost to be released, and advances menacingly towards Moss for remarking "nice tits," at her earlier. Moss attempts to apologize to her, but is sliced in half when two doors close through him.
Bobby disappears after getting separated from Maggie and is lured into the basement by the Bound Woman, recently released along with several other ghosts. Bobby then encounters two other ghosts, the Torso and the Withered Lover, who is revealed to be the ghost of his dead mother, Jean. He then sees his supposedly dead great-uncle, Cyrus, behind him and is attacked by him.
When the others split up and search the basement for Bobby, despite Dennis's protests, the psychic manages to use a pair of spectral viewers - which allow the wearer to see into the supernatural realm - to convince Maggie of the ghosts by using them to show her the Hammer in its cell. Shortly after, Dennis discovers that the Jackal has been released, meaning they are in grave danger.
Meanwhile, Kathy puts on a pair of the spectral viewers she took from the bathroom earlier, and sees the Jackal, who then proceeds to viciously attack her. However, she and Arthur are saved from the Jackal by Kalina Oretzia (Embeth Davidtz), a spirit liberator, who has snuck into the house and is attempting to free the ghosts. Kalina then uses Kathy's (who has mysteriously disappeared) spectral viewers to show the Jackal to Arthur, and explains that the home is actually a machine built by Cyrus, based on a design in a 15th century book written by the astrologer Basileus while he was possessed by the Devil. The machine is powered by the spirits of 12 ghosts based on the "Black Zodiac," and opens the "Ocularis Infernum" (Eye of Hell) that allows its user to see everything in the past, present and future, thus making the user the most powerful being on earth. Dennis also reveals that Jean is the Withered Lover, enraging Arthur. Kalina goes on to tell Arthur that his children are in grave danger, and the only way to ensure their successful return is for Arthur to sacrifice himself to become the 13th ghost - a failsafe ghost created out of an act of pure love, which would destroy the machine.
While Maggie and Kalina get to the library, Arthur and Dennis attempt to find the kids, using a glass wall as a shield against the ghosts' attacks. However, when the Juggernaut is released as the final ghost and comes after the two men along with the Hammer, Dennis decides to sacrifice himself and traps Arthur behind the glass wall in a corner. Dennis, however, is no match for the two ghosts and Arthur watches helplessly as the Juggernaut brutally finishes the psychic off, bending him in half on a nearby pole.
Meanwhile, Cyrus is revealed to be alive, having faked his death in order to lure Arthur to the house and Kalina is his secret partner and lover. Cyrus has orchestrated the abduction of Kathy and Bobby so that Arthur will become the 13th ghost, which will not stop the machine, as Kalina had claimed, but trigger its activation. Kalina says the only flaw in the plan is that Arthur will only sacrifice himself if his children are in jeopardy. When she balks at Cyrus's order to put the children in jeopardy, Cyrus traps her in a small chamber, crushing her to death between two walls. Cyrus plays a tape-recorded Latin chant to summon the ghosts to activate the machine.
Arthur arrives at the main hall of the house and witnesses all 12 ghosts standing around a rotating crest of metal rings, his children at the center. Arthur and Cyrus have a violent confrontation and Cyrus overpowers Arthur. Maggie begins to disrupt the machine's controls, breaking the chant and freeing the ghosts of their trance. The ghosts grab Cyrus and hurl him into the rings, slicing him to pieces. Dennis' ghost then appears, telling Arthur that it is not over and to go to his kids. Waiting for a break in the rings, Arthur safely leaps to his children. The machine continues to malfunction and the walls of the house shatter, freeing the ghosts. The ghost of Arthur's wife, Jean, appears before the family and tells them that she loves them before vanishing. Maggie is then seen wandering through the destroyed house, screaming that she quits.

[edit]The Ghosties

The first fifteen of the thirteen ghosts that make up the fictional "Black Zodiac" each have their own unique back stories. Although these stories were not described in the film, the production and make-up teams explain their guidelines on the DVD. Cyrus narrates each ghost's back story. They also seem to increase in danger posed as their numbers increase.
  • The Last Born Son - The Last Born Son is the ghost of Billy Michaels, a boy who loved Cowboy films. One day a neighbor found a real steel-tipped bow and arrow in his parents' closet. He challenged Billy to a duel, with Billy using a toy gun. However, his plaything was no match for the arrow, and he died when the neighbor shot it through the back of his head. In death, Billy is in his cowboy suit and holding a tomahawk, with the arrow still protruding from his head. His ghost whispers "I want to play" or "play with me."
  • The Torso - The Torso is the ghost of a gambler called Jimmy "The Gambler" Gambino. One day he made a deal with a made man, Larry “The Finger” Vitello, and when he bet heavily on a boxing match and lost, he tried to renege his bet and slip out of town, and so sealed his fate. The mob and the winning boxer, to whom he owed money, caught up with Gambino and cut him into several pieces, wrapping them in cellophane and dumping the corpse into the ocean. His ghost is just his torso, trying to walk around on its hands, while his head lies nearby screaming within the cellophane.
  • The Bound Woman - The Bound Woman is the ghost of Susan LeGrow, a girl with very rich and wealthy parents. Susan was born privileged and she had a penchant for dating one individual boy and cheating on him with another boy. This left a long trail of broken hearts. Susan’s senior year in high school she dated the star football player Chet Walters. On the night of her school prom, wherein Susan and Chet were named Prom Queen and King, respectively, Chet found Susan with another boy. The next morning the boy was found dead and Susan was missing, and two weeks later her body was found buried at the 50 yard line of the school football field. Chet was convicted and sentenced to death. Right before his execution he was quoted as saying “The bitch broke my heart so I broke her neck”. Her ghost is hanging suspended with her Prom dress on and Chet’s tie around her neck and her arms tied behind her back and she also has a twitch from when she was hung.
  • The Withered Lover - The Withered Lover is Jean Kriticos, Arthur's wife. She was burned severely saving her family from a devastating house fire, and died of her wounds in the hospital. Her ghost initially appears in a hospital gown, hooked up to an IV pole and showing severe burns on her face, however, after the destruction of the machine, her ghost is wearing her normal clothes and her burns have vanished. Unlike the other ghosts, she is not a vengeful spirit, electing to help her family.
  • The Broken Prince - The Torn Prince is the ghost of Royce Clayton, a gifted baseball star in high school, albeit with attitude issues and a superiority complex. In 1957 he was challenged by a greaser named Johnny to a drag race, but was killed as his car spun out of control and flipped over; the cause of the accident was a cut brake line. He was buried in a plot of earth that overlooked his hometown baseball diamond. His ghost carries a baseball bat, and parts of his face and body are torn to shreds from when he was dragged under the car. His ghost also uses his bat as a powerful weapon and in his cell, he sits atop the upturned car which ended his life.
  • The Angry Princess - The Angry Princess is the ghost of Dana Newman who had the natural beauty of a goddess but also had an inability to recognize it. By the time of her early 20’s, a string of abusive boyfriends fueled her low self-esteem and lead her in a downward spiral of self-loathing from which doctors struggled to save her. Her desperate search for perfection lead her to find employment with a plastic surgeon, where her wage was paid in nose jobs, breast implants and other procedures. Alone one night at the clinic, Dana tried to perform surgery on herself in a desperate attempt to remove an imperceivable imperfection on her face. However the unorthodox procedure went horribly wrong and she was left blind in one eye. She committed suicide in the bathtub by slashing herself to death with a butcher knife until her veins ran dry. When she was discovered, people said she was as beautiful in death as she was in life. Her ghost is naked still holding the same knife she killed herself with, showing all the wounds. Her cell is covered in blood from where she cut all of the slits in her body and the blood from her veins.
  • The Pilgrimess - The Pilgrimess is the ghost of Isabella Smith. In 1695 during colonial times Isabella sailed across the Atlantic Ocean in search for a warm comfortable home in New England, but the tight-knit townsfolk didn’t trust outsiders and isolated her from the town. But problems had begun not too long after she arrived: the town's livestock began to die mysteriously so the local preacher judgmentally accused her of witchcraft. She denied the claim but the town quickly turned against her. As more livestock started to fall ill, the preacher acquired a mysterious illness. The town rallied into a frenzy, cornering Isabella in a barn which they lit on fire. However, moments later Isabella miraculously crawled out still alive without a single burn on her skin, clothes, or hair. So instead she was sentenced to a slow death in the stocks where she stayed for weeks on end while children stoned her, women cursed her, and men spat on her. The humiliation grew far worse than the pain, so finally Isabella came to starvation. Her ghost is walking around with her hands still locked in the stocks covered with a few cobwebs and dry leaves.
  • The Great Child & The Dire Mother - The Dire Mother is the ghost of Margaret Shelburne who was a shy woman who could never stand up for herself - partly because she rose to only a mere three feet in height ever since childhood. She was constantly stared at for her ridiculously small size and her own mother would sometimes dress her like a doll, but Margaret didn’t care as long as she found some perverse form of acceptance. A carnival barker named Jimbo placed her on display in his freak show. Margaret found this life terrible, and one night while sweeping the donkeys' pen she was raped by a carnival freak called The Tall Man. Her son, Harold “The Great Child,” was born as a result of this rape, and eventually weighed over three hundred pounds (136 kg). Since infancy, Margaret spoiled Harold. As a result, he remained in diapers his entire life. While the circus workers teased and tormented them relentlessly, the two became very close and protective of each other. One day some circus workers decided to play a cruel joke on Harold by kidnapping his mother. Angered and enraged, he set out to look for his mother but when he found her she had died of suffocation in the sack she was kept in. Filled with anger, Harold violently chopped the workers to death with an axe, and kept their remains and placed them on display for paying customers to see. Later, when Jimbo found out what Harold had done, he ordered an angry mob to rip and tear Harold apart. Their ghosts are always together and The Great Child still holds the axe he used to kill the circus workers with. In the original script, their deaths were different. It's explained in the director's commentary on the DVD that their original deaths were that Harold suffocated on his own vomit and as a result fell onto his mother, thus suffocating her as well. It wasn't until later that this idea was disregarded as the directors felt it was too weak a character background. It is this story line though that explains why Harold has vomit all over his bib, and why his mother is feeding him in their cell.
  • The Hammer - The Hammer is the ghost of a blacksmith, George Markley, who lived in a small town in the 1890s. He was wrongfully accused of stealing, and when threatened with exile, he refused to leave town. A gang led by his accuser hung his wife and children and burned their bodies; in revenge, George used his sledgehammer to beat his accuser and the other culprits to death. He was then subjected to a cruel form of frontier justice by the townsfolk, being chained to a tree and executed by having railroad spikes driven into his body with his own sledgehammer. As a final touch, they cut off his hand and attached the sledgehammer - handle and all - to the hand that was cut off. His ghost is seen with the railroad spikes protruding from his body and a sledgehammer for a left hand.
  • The Jackal - The Jackal is the ghost of Ryan Kuhn. In 1887 Ryan was born to a prostitute. By the time of his mid or late-adult years, Ryan developed a sick insatiable taste for the female gender, and he began attacking prostitutes and stray women with the cunning of a wild animal. Feeling a desperate need of help, he committed himself to Borinwood Asylum. After years of imprisonment in a padded room, Ryan went insane, scratching at the walls so violently that his finger nails were torn completely off. The doctors kept him permanently bound in a strait-jacket and tying it tighter when he would act up causing his limbs to contort horribly. However, Ryan gnawed right through it, so the doctors stuck him in a dark basement cell and locked his head in a cage. There he grew to hate all mankind screaming madly and cowering whenever approached by people. When a fire broke out in the asylum everyone but Ryan escaped. His ghost is in his undone strait-jacket and his head locked in the half-way broken cage. If he encounters fire of any kind his ghost will disappear.
  • The Juggernaut - The Juggernaut is the ghost of a serial killer named Horace "Breaker" Mahoney. Standing seven feet tall, he was of such grotesque height and appearance that everyone ostracized him as a child. His mother abandoned him at birth, so his father raised him, putting him to work in the junkyard crushing old cars. After his father died, Horace was left on his own, and soon went mad. He would pick up female hitchhikers on the road and drive them back to his junkyard, then tear them apart with his bare hands and feed them to his dogs. One day he picked up an undercover female police officer, who called for backup, bringing a SWAT team to surround the junkyard. Since close combat was impossible, the police instead struck the yard, and arrested the giant. However, Horace broke free from the cuffs, and three officers lost their lives. Quickly, five SWAT officers took out their guns and brought Horace down in a hail of bullets. When he finally went down, they shot an extra round of ammunition into him, "just to be safe." His ghost still shows bullet holes all over his clothing, and the round that finished him, in the center of his forehead. According to Dennis, Horace killed nine people when he was alive, and another thirty-one approx as a ghost, then many of Cyrus' assistants and Dennis himself.
  • The Broken Heart - The thirteenth ghost would've been Arthur. He had to be alive to be sacrificed into the Eye of the Devil and then die to save his family, but the ghosts threw Cyrus into the Eye of the Devil instead, setting all twelve ghosts free.

ARE YOU THE FOURTEENTH GHOSTS? 


Wednesday, 21 March 2012

My first fight with Anuar.

I DON'T KNOW WHAT TO SAY. LET THESE PICTURES TELLS YOU HOW I FELT FEW HOURS AGO
 


 

 


 


 

 


 


 
 

 


 


 
 

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For YOU,
Shahrul Anuar
My only mine
 





Tuesday, 20 March 2012

No Title

 

Like so many times, so many times before. If you were right here right now I'd swear I'll take you in. I don't wanna waste another day. Keeping it inside is killing me cause all I ever want it comes right down to you. I wish that I could find the words to say. I must tell you every time you leave, I'm inconsolable. I climbed the walls, I can see the edge but I can't take the falls. No. I never rush the number so again I make the call. Maybe cause I know you'll always be with me. In the possibility. I don't wanna be like this. I just wanna let you know. Its everything that I hold in is everything I can't let go. 

I HAVE DIED EVERYDAY WAITING FOR YOU
DON'T BE AFRAID
I HAVE LOVED YOU FOR A THOUSAND YEARS
AND LOVES YOU FOR A THOUSAND MORE


Monday, 19 March 2012

Agama tu penting.

 

Allahuakbar. Allah Maha Besar. Allah itu Maha Adil. Allah itu Maha Menyayangi.

Bismillahirrahmanirrahim.

Dengan nama Allah yang Maha Pemurah lg Maha Mengasihani.
Aku mulakan post kali ni. Aku nk cerita pasal diri aku sendiri. 

Aku ni manusia biasa. Mcm semua orang. Hidup atas bawah, tinggi rendah. Hakikatnya, sama je semua. Walaupun hati lain lain, rambut pun dah tak sama warna dah ( sbb ada pewarna rambut ) tapii... darah tetap sama merah kan. Cuba gtau, siapa yang hidup dia takde masalah? Tipu lah wehh kalau takde masalah sikit pun. Even hidup senang lenang pun mcm Raja, Raja pun ada masalah. Kan? Masalah ni tak kira pangkat. Biasanya, bila org ada masalah, mesti merungut. Besar kecik masalah, mesti nak complain. Aku pun complain jugak meyhh. Selalu sangat dahh.. 

Masa aku tgh type ni, aku tgh down sebenarnya. Biasalah masalah. Kan? Nk buat cmne.. Kdg2, penah tak korg rasa mcm nk gantung diri? Mcm nk stopkan semua ni lah kiranya pdhl kecut perut nk bunuh diri sndri.
JANGAN!
NYAWA INI HAK ALLAH!
ALLAH JE BERHAK MENCABUT!  
KALAU BELUM MASANYA LAGI, JANGAN MEMANDAI NAK CABUT!
ELOK ELOK DAH TERTULIS DALAM TAKDIR YANG AWAK TUH MATI DALAM IMAN, GATAL TANGAN SANGAT, TAK TAHAN, BUNUH DIRI,
TAK PASAL PASAL MATI DALAM KESYAITANAN.

ISH ISH ISH.. -,-"

Ingatlah wahai kengkawan sekalian, hidup mati ini di tangan Allah SAHAJA. Masalah kita berbeza, tahap berat masalah pun berbeza. Bila kita ada masalah mcm syarikat nak muflis ke, ingat, org lain ada masalah LG BERAT. 

So duduk sekejap. Ingat Allah, mengucap, istighfar banyak banyak. InsyaAllah, ada jalannya.

Jgn lupa ucapkan Alhamdulillah bila masalah dah selesai (:

Nur Fazira and Zulitalia


Zulitalia

 

Nur Fazira_Eyra

Their full name is Nur Fazira and Zulitalia. I called them Eyra and Zuli. They were my ex house mates when I was in semester 1. 
When I met them, I really thought that they were arrogant persons as their faces showed it. They're pretty, in my opinion but still arrogant faces. I don't kinda like them at first but then after they talked to me and we became best friends since the first orientation day, 20th July 2010. Anywhere we go, we'll go together. We cooked in hostel, we went over nights, we went to midnight movies, we did many things together. Our friendship isn't perfect. Its not happy forever after. There was one time, I did something terrible. But they didn't get mad at me. They met me and they comforted me. They said, " You must have your own reason why you did this. " 

I thought they will be mad. Yes, of course they did at first. But after that, they understand. 
Thank you Zuli. Thank you Eyra.

Now you both are in Shah Alam. I miss you.

Good :Luck. I'm sorry



TRUE ENOUGH

A BANANA PEEL CASE




PROBLEM




PLACES OF IDEAS



YOU WILL NEVER CAN




DRAWING SKILL


HOW OFTEN THIS THING HAPPEN TO YOU?




I EXPERIENCED THIS TOO, YOU ?



ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME ?





WOOD BUTT




WHAT ARE YOU ? WATER BENDER OR SOMETHING ?




THANK ME LATER [-_-]V




 -THE END -




It Will Rain but it had.


If you ever leave me baby
Leave some morphine at my door
Cause it will take a whole lot of medication
To realize what we used to have, we don't have it anymore.

There's no religion that could save me
No matter how long my knees are on the floor
So KEEP IN MIND ALL THE SACRIFICES I'M MAKING
To keep you by my side
To keep you from walking out the door

Cause there'll be no sunlight
If I lose you baby
There'll be no clear sky
If I lose you baby
Just like the clouds
My eyes will do the same
If you walk away
Everyday it will rain, rain, rain, rain. 

I'll never be your mother's favorite
You daddy can't even look me in the eye
If I were in their shoes I'd be doing the same thing
Saying there goes my little boy
Walking with that troublesome girl

But they're just afraid of something they can't understand
But little darling watch me change their minds
Yeah for you I'll try, I'll try, I'll try, I'll try
I'll pick up these broken pieces till I'm bleeding
If that'll make you mine


Cause there'll be no sunlight
If I lose you baby
There'll be no clear sky
If I lose you baby
Just like the clouds
My eyes will do the same
If you walk away
Everyday it will rain, rain, rain, rain.

Don't you say good bye
Don't you say good bye
I'll pick these broken pieces till I'm bleeding if that'll make it right

Cause there'll be no sunlight
If I lose you baby
There'll be no clear sky
If I lose you baby
Just like the clouds
My eyes will do the same
If you walk away
Everyday it will rain, rain, rain, rain.

 

I MISS THE OLD YOU 

.................................and

The Old Me

THE OLD US

Jgn marah. Nnt kena sell. Lg rugi kalau ada sale. -_-

Aku cakap bahasa melayu lah sat eh? Asyik duk speaking omputih ja. Tak syok gakk.. Kang ada pulak org habaq yang aku ni tak reti cakap melayuuuu.. Tak pasai pasai ja aku kena condemn nnt. Okay okay. Aku nak habaq pasai perangai lama aku. PANAS BARAN tak tentu pasai. Nak majai ja keja aku. Sikit sikit marah ja aku ni. Haha, aku bukan apa. Aku sebenarnya okay ja. Cuma cara aku tegoq orang tu, bila pandang pon mcm nak telan orang pun ada. Aku punya suara ni, dr kecik mmg kuat. Suara mcm nak menyergah orang! Haaa, tu lah cita dia skrg nih. Aku bukan marah pun sebenarnyaa.. Aku baik lah! ;p

Tapiii, yalahh, aku mengaku, darah panas baran tu mmg ada dok dlm badan aku nih. Hati ni rasa panaih ja. Bukan dari segi apa tau, aku ni kuat maki orang. Marah sikit, maki. Marah sikit, hamun. Jadinya? Maki hamun lah!

Ada sekali tuh, kat twitter, aku duk maki sekumpulan manusia nih. Tp depa tak tau lah yg aku duk maki depa sebenarnya. Kiraa tweet tanpa mensi lah ni. Tp kalau depa tau punn, aku kisah apa.. Mmg lyk kena maki pun. Sapa suruh depa duk tweet sembang kencang pasai kawan aku? Duk mengumpat. Konon kes bekap kawan lah ni. Tp tu dulu  lahh.. Nak dijadikan cerita.. masa aku tweet maki maki tuh, ada sorg kwn aku yg baik hati tegoq aku. Dia habaq baik baik lah, dia nasihat, awat hang duk maki maki? Nnt org yg maki hang balik hang tak suka kan? Bwk bersabar sikit lahh.. Chillll, ni dia yg habaq kat aku. Aku jadi insaf bila ada kwn yg berani sound aku mcm tuh. So aku pun apologized lah..

Masa pun berlaluu.. Aku jumpa boypren aku skrg ni. Dia ni cool orangnya. Aku pulak jenis manusia berapi. Setan dah byk melekat agaknya. ( Setan jenih apa aku tak tau, jgn tnya aku! ) Aku byk kali duk habaq kat dia, yg aku ni kuat marah. Asyik nak mengamuk ja keja aku. Plg teruk bila aku ttba takda mood, aku mmg nak marah. Aku tak tau pasaipa, tp mmg ada rasa nak marah tu. Walaupun takda sebab yg kukuh.

Jadi, dia pun nasihat aku tak berenti2. Hari2 duk pesan, jgn marah, benda ni setan sayanggg.. Api, byk minum air. Ingat Allah. Ni u mesti tak solat kan? Tu yg setan duk kasi berapi ja kat u sayang.

Haa, amik kau. Bila boypren berkata kata. Sejak aku dgn dia ni, aku akui, aku jadi lembut hati sikit demi sikit. Aku byk blajaq bersabaq dgn dia ni. Sbb tu aku syg sangat kat dia. Dia lah bakal suami aku. InsyaAllah, doa doa kan lah. Aku pun ikhlas sygkan dia. Bkn sbb ni ja, byk sbb. Kdg2 aku rasa aku tak perlu sbb pun. Mcm bersabar lah, tak perlu sebab pun. Kita bersabar sbb kita manusia yang berakai. Ada timbang rasa yang tinggi. Lg2 ada agama Islam, ingat Allah yang Esa.

P/S : Sorry, aku tak tau sgt loghat Kedah ni. Kalau ada salah, jgn marah aih. Aku cuma nak menyampaikan kisah aku ja. (;

PEACE NO WAR! JGN MARAH AIH!

Lets enjoy life

 

Life is once.
Life gives you a chance to live it.
Life is a gift from God.
Life is too precious.
Life started when you were born from your mother.
Life is hurts.
Life teaches you how to be strong.
Life is short.
Life is getting older, not younger.
Life is a cycle of yours.
Life is what goes around, comes around.
Life is sometimes happy.
Life need sperms and an ovum.
Life's introduction can only be done by women.
Life is love.
Life is sweeter if it was start with a marriage.
Life is choices.
Life is love.
Life is your decision.
Life can only be ended by death.
Life is a fast time movement.
Life is memories.
Life is air.
Life is feelings.
Life is friends, special somebody, family and haters.
Life is bright but sometimes dark.
Life is positive and negative. 
Life is a road.
Life is an experience.
Life is forgiveness.

Depends on how you understand life.

But my friend once said,

Life is too short to be sad. Life is too short to be so serious.

SMILE. BE HAPPY. 
YOU'LL BE GRATEFUL.
NO REGRETS.

 

No matter how hard it is, you'll never walk alone. 

If you do, maybe you forget that you have God and you haven't meet the right persons yet.

So?

 


    WHY SO SAD? SMILE.



Sunday, 18 March 2012

For The Rest Of My Life


I praise Allah for sending me you my love
You found your home it’s here with me, and I’m here with you
Now let me let you know
You opened my heart
I was always thinking that love was wrong
But everything was changed when you came along, oh
And there’s a couple of words I want to say


For the rest of my life, I’ll be with you
I’ll stay by your side, honest and true
Till the end of my time, I’ll be loving you, loving you



For the rest of my life, through days and nights
I’ll thank Allah for opening my eyes
Now and forever I, I’ll be there for you
I know it deep in my heart

I feel so blessed when I think of you
And I ask Allah to bless all we do
You’re my wife, and my friend and my strength
And I pray we’re together in Jannah
Finally now I’ve found my self, I feel so strong
Yes everything was changed when you came along, oh
And there’s a couple of words I want to say


For the rest of my life, I’ll be with you
I’ll stay by your side, honest and true

Till the end of my time, I’ll be loving you, loving you
For the rest of my life, through days and nights
I’ll thank Allah for opening my eyes
Now and forever I, I’ll be there for you
I know it deep in my heart


 " And now that you’re here, in front of me
I strongly feel love
And I have no doubt, and I’ll sing it loud
And that I will love you eternally "



For the rest of my life, I’ll be with you
I’ll stay by your side, honest and true
Till the end of my time, I’ll be loving you, loving you
For the rest of my life, through days and nights
I’ll thank Allah for opening my eyes
Now and forever I, I’ll be there for you
I know it deep in my heart



How he met my mother?


Have you ever heard of " How I met your mother ? " drama? Haha, this is Shahrul Anuar. My boyfriend. :)
At this time, we were just back from a fishing village at Kuala Selangor. The best part is, we went with my family. He was with me, with my family.

I felt so happy for this. For the first time ever, I did brought and introduced him to my parents and my little sister. My mummy asked me a little bit about him. What his name? Where did he came from? You know.. Standard question. Haha.. Futuristic next level :p

Previously, I've tried to bring my ex's to meet my mother but I can't. It was like, Allah doesn't allow them. Maybe its not the right time yet. People often says, if you always meet the wrong person, one day, you'll meet the right person at the right time at the right place. I guess its true. I've met Anuar, I've brought him to meet my family without a single problems. In fact, my mother was the one who asked me to bring him along. (:

This is the first time my mother didn't object my choice. She seemed like she agreeing with Anuar this time. 
Ya Allah, I feel so blessed today. I met my family, I brought him also. They were having a good time together. I had no problem. Thank you Allah. I hope we can move on with a better life and better persons.

Together,
InsyaAllah. 
Amin Ya Rabbal Al Amin

 

SPOT THE DIFFERENCE!

 


Just hide. No one will seek.


Unimportant person will need to hide herself for sometimes. To observe if there is anyone who will try to find her. Then, she'll know who is the one who's actually gives a damn about her missing. 
Still..
No one is seeking for her. If there's so, maybe they need something from her and then they'll leave. Its a normal behavior in human. She already used to it. For her, its nothing. Never mind, she told herself. At least I have what they want, at least they'll find me if they need something. If I don't have anything at all, who will find me anyway? I'm not important. (:





Cup + Cakes

My favorite thing to do if I'm home in Selayang, I just love to bake. Here, my babies (;


Below is before I put cream on them.


Want me to bake some? Call me. I can make them. No problem. 

( ^.^ )v


Forgive Me Forgive You

 

Would you tell me I was wrong? Would you help me understand? Are you looking down upon me? Are you proud of who I am?

The answer :

Everyone will tell me I am always wrong. No one will help me understand. Everyone is looking down upon me. No one feel proud of who I am.

I am fucking pathetic person. I am desperate. I am an attention seeker. I'm a narrow minded. I'm a copy cat. I'm sorry. I just can't forget those words. I have use to live my life with these words. Really, I can't and won't forget. I'm not holding a grudge towards anyone but these words.. It hurts a lot. I keep them with me, in my deepest core. As long as I'm alive, I won't forget. I just forgive. When everything is meant to be your fault, when peoples think they know  you so well, when people just don't understand hows you feel, your heart just stop beating for a sec and then, you don't care anymore. Yes, I don't care anymore. Go on people. You might knew me. KNEW ME. But you didn't know how my life goes after you KNEW me. I'm considering that you don't know anything anymore. So I'll continue praying to Allah so that you'll get what you want, may you live happily ever after. Best of luck. 


Allysa Najwa binti Azman

" I will always pray for your happiness even though things have changed between us. Just so you know, you are always in my prayer. Hope the best for you. I miss you more " -Syasya Azman, 1st of March 2012, 1.02 p.m-

It was my fault. My choice to stay outta your life Syasya. I know I had done so many things to you. I've hurt your feelings. I make everything between us became worst, more than we ever imagine. Past is past. I don't know how and what to say anymore. It was my fault, I confess it. But still, I can't do anything to make things right again. Syasya, just so you know, I miss you since I left. If only I know what I knew that day. I'm sorry for hurting you for everything. I just couldn't do. And yes, I've hurt myself by hurting you. This line between us is dangerous for you to come across and getting near to me. Its so out of line to try and turn back time.

Keep one for yourself  I keep one for me

Saturday, 17 March 2012

My bestest sister, Yaya Nursyiera.


YAYA

My sister. My room mate. My soul mate. My blood. My best friend. My mood. My ding-ding girl. My wont-forget-memory. Can I call her MINE? Cause I don't want to lose her. I, once told her that I just can't live without her. But she said I can. She knows I can. With this girl I share everything. I do mean it, EVERYTHING. Laugh times, sober times, ups and downs, east and west, every moment. We never fight over a thing. She's my inspiration of all. She taught me how to be strong. How to face this kind of people, that kind of persons, what do I have to do if I have this problem.. She helps a lot. She supports me no matter what road I am taking. Even though that choice has hurt her feeling, makes her feel abandoned, she smile and laugh. She hates to see me in worry. If she gets mad at me, she'll keep silence herself and I know, there's something wrong with her. To be truth, she rarely tell me her problems. But she heard mine a lot. She will try to comfort me. There's one day, she went to Putrajaya for her event. She went there for two weeks. For two weeks also, I slept outside of the room cause I don't want to sleep without her in our room. I miss her. I don't have anyone to tell my stupid stories. I feel empty. Everyone was asking me, " Where's Yaya, Sarah? " Hey people, I miss her a lot. I'm fucking alone for two weeks. Stop asking me where is she? Where is she? All I know is she will be back. I'm just, lonely. No Yaya. Then, she was back. I realized something different in me since she was back after two lonely weeks. I thought she's the one who's maybe changed. But I did. I don't know why. But its maybe because its kinda " living without Yaya " for fourteen days had taught me to live alone. To be specific, to live alone without your best friend. It hurts her. Even after she was back, I still slept outside on the sofa. I didn't sleep inside anymore. I eat outside, I online outside. If I have any stories, I would just scream her name and she'll come to me. She said, I only need her whenever I have something to tell. She thought she's a place for me to tell story only. Yaya, I know I'm changed. I know. I, honestly could feel it. I know when the times by, we have distanced ourselves from each other. Yaya, I don't mean to do that to you my sweetheart. This changes between us, won't never change my love for you. I miss our old times. We were like twins. Too bad, we WERE. I hope we are still. Honestly, you are one of my biggest strength. Yes you are. Yaya, I love you so fucking damn much best friend. Even though the things has a little bit changed between us, I want you to know. I still can't live without you. My body is living without her best beat of heart.

Sincerely,
Your little sister
Sarah :)