Adi* my words of utter nonsense

Dear Reader.

Fyi. last time i update this thing was probably around 2 years ago and it was about a movie most people never even heard off. How lame is that? but who cares, its not like *pause* (o.k i just heard a big thunder. now i need someone to cuddle me. haha) *continue* its not like people actually visits or read my blog. Im a sucker for romantic movies and i love weeping to it too. If you’re gona make fun of me because of this go ahead. chicks dig these things, its called "being sensitive" if you have good taste in movies like gwe. lol you should definitely watch it. a hundred thumbs up.

TYPICAL BLOG
Today was not productive as i want it to be. spent most of my day at sastika’s. I tried doing my maths exercise but i ended up watching dvd’s with them amal, noi and neesa instead. went home around 9pm. 

MEMORABLE QUOTES FROM CITY OF ANGELS
Seth: What’s that like? What’s it taste like? Describe it like Hemingway.
Maggie Rice: Well, it tastes like a pear. You don’t know what a pear tastes like?
Seth: I don’t know what a pear tastes like to you.
Maggie Rice: Sweet, juicy, soft on your tongue, grainy like a sugary sand that dissolves in your mouth. How’s that?
Seth: It’s perfect.

one of my all time fav movie:)

The movie is about a mdical student who bliv doctors shud not only cure their patient’s sickness but they also need to cure them emotionally.laughter cures everthing..hehe. My fav part in the movie was when Patch Adams(Robbin Williams) read a poem to the girl he loves,Carin; a fellow medical school colleague on her suprise b’day party with room full of balloons and i mean FULL..=P  ere:
 
I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where. I love you
straightforwardly without complexities or pride. I love you because I
know no other way than this. So close that your hand, on my chest, is
my hand. So close, that when you close your eyes, I fall asleep..etc

she was killed later on the movie by a lunatic and he didnt get to finish reading it..=’( sad ending but overall, fun to watch.. =D

Full Version (enjoy)
Pablo Neruda - Sonnet XVII

I do not love you as if you were salt-rose, or topaz,
Or the arrow of carnations the fire shoots off.
I love you as certain dark things are to be loved,
In secret, between the shadow and the soul.

I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where.
I love you straightforwardly, without complexities or pride;
So I love you because I know no other way
I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where.
I love you straightforwardly, without complexities or pride;
So I love you because I know no other way

That this: where I does not exist, nor you,
So close that your hand on my chest is my hand,
So close that your eyes close as I fall asleep.

ps: laughtr cures and all u need is "excessive happiness" (i missd my friday prayer just so i can watch this movie..haha)

I am no one special. Just a common man with common thoughts. There are no monuments dedicated to me and my name will soon be forgotten. But in one respect I have succeeded as gloriously as anyone who ever lived. I’ve loved another with all my heart and soul and for me that has always been enough.

The best love is the kind that awakens the soul; that makes us reach
for more, that plants the fire in our hearts and brings peace to our
minds. That’s what I hope to give you forever.

i dont have any clue what to write for todays blog and it been so long since "its" last update..i dont want it to be about Hari Raya like most people write on theirs..so ill go hantam2..

first love is always great but the break up from it sure do sucks..it sucks like hell..it hurts alot and i mean A LOT..i can go for days without food..i can barely eat..im in no mood for anything..i wud rather lay on my bed and stay there crying..i was miserable for months..the first month was the worst..well hey! "if ur gonna love girls..just be ready for the ocassional flaming wipe out" (malcolm in the middle)..i wonder how i could feel soo much in soo little time..but now im duin ok.like i sed b4..i love her but im not in love with her..i dont blame her and im not blaming my self either..i cant say that i regret falling in love because it is the best thing that had happend to me =)..

My creation..original..no coffee2..my prev post

Days like this..Days like
today come and goes..her and only her who occupies my mind and
thoughts..missing her..there are times i miss her the most and times
i dont..The question of what triggers this so called "misses" remains
unknown..i miss the times when missing her was a blissful feeling in a
way that made me weak and strong at the same time..i miss all the
little but meaningful things she did and does..i miss staring at her
radiant gleaming eyes..i miss the blushes of her rosy red cheeks she
would have made when i stare at her oh~ so angelic eyes..i miss her..i
miss her~..

where can i find or
stumble upon the light of Inspiration to write about love? the need to
find the light that clicks on the mind and heart which unbolts the
divine guidance to clarify what love is? what love does? and the
reality of living the life of love itself?..but somehow i realize now
for me to write this so called "love odes"..i must be nowhere near
her..which means it all came from my "misses"..it all came from "the
thought of her"..if anyone ask what/who is my inspiration?..

my inspiration is her.
.

2.30 am: i cant sleep tho im exhausted..there’s nothing good on tv..im listening to Guy Sebastian Make heaven wait..ive decided to update my blog..so here here:

School..this is what you get (pic above) if you let your mind running wild while having a physic teacher who speakes like the king off racoon on "madagascar"..man..hes like talking jibberish language only some nutters could understand..lol..nyeh..jk..sorry for the harshnesssssss..

ive watched ‘50 First Dates" and i have to say, it is one of my favourite movie..’Lucy’ has short-term memory loss and forgets ‘Henry’ the very next day..Henry, the guy who fell in love with lucy approach her on a dialy basis, trying to prove and show his love to her every single day..

im not quiet happy with the ending tho but i can totally relate to "show his love to her every single day" part..hehe..overall..fun movie to watch..2 thumbs up..

foremost fascinating, appealing and almost to perfection(maybe) book ive ever read so far..so for those of you guys who havnt read the book..i recommend you to read it..ASTAH..hehe..

wokeyh..i shud have known that Teabing guy was a freak of a devil..yeah eventho he did healpd langdon to break the cryptx’s code but..shezzz..still a bad kambing bah that dude..so much for a knight..after all this time i thought Aringarosa was the bad guy..poor Aringarosa..lost and bewildered in a desperate attempt to save Opus Dei..and the Teabing guy took advantage of him..pretending to be "The Teacher" konon..cis..And Fache..blaming the murder of Jacques Sauniere on langdong..utterly bullshit..no evidence watsoever..yea.there were the writings written by sauniere "P.S find Robert Langdon" the PS which turns out to be an initial for Sophie Neveu not Post script..but the evidence was not solid enough..but still..babal blaming it on Langdon..nothing in this book is what i had expected..but my suspicion of Sophie Neveu being one of Jesus blood line was exactamundo..hehe.. k i think thats it..ill add up more isyaallah..

i changed my blog’s design to give it a new life, a new "something else"..i want to post something more cheery, something more jolly and nothing soo gloomy!! i need a new inspiration..inspiration myb from people farting..myb from you farting..Hey! watever it takes..so god dammit..fart hahaha

but this doesnt stop me from writing anything "jiwang"..hehe

where can i find or stumble upon the light of Inspiration to write about love? the need to find the light that clicks on the mind and heart which unbolts the divine guidance to clarify what love is? what love does? and the reality of living the life of love itself?..but somehow i realize now for me to write this so called "love odes"..i must be nowhere near her..which means it all came from my "misses"..it all came from "the thought of her"..if anyone ask what/who is my inspiration?..

my inspiration is her..

Days like this..Days like today come and goes..her and only her who occupies my mind and thoughts..missing her..there are times i miss her the most and times i dont..The question of what triggers this so called "misses" remains unknown..i miss the times when missing her was a blissful feeling in a way that made me weak and strong at the same time..i miss all the little but meaningful things she did and does..i miss staring at her radiant gleaming eyes..i miss the blushes of her rosy red cheeks she would have made when i stare at her oh~ so angelic eyes..i miss her..i miss her~..

i’ve been thinking..beautiful..gazing on sunrise or sunsets? most people tend to answer sunset..why? maybe because not too many people have actually seen sunrise before..if you just once wake up early before dawn and make yourself way to the beach..you can see..god’s creation of sunset and sunrise are equally profoundly beautiful..the death bed of the day..softly the evening came and hours later, the curtain rises on a new day..

(L)Sunset (R) Sunrise