sempena nak masok bulan ramadhan, saya ingin memintak maaf, mintak ampun salah silap, saya cuma hamba Allah yang banyak kekurangan..terutamanya pada Sai..i know u said u wouldnt want to read my shits anymore, but well, just incase u stop by, im sorry, for my part..n i forgive u for ur part..n its nice to know u're happy now..its nice...as a friend told me last night, be kind to ourselves, so do take k of urself..as i am taking good k of myself..
sesungguhnya, saya sangat ok seminggu ni...sebenarnya, saya sangat hepi. im smilling most of the time, n if im too happy i can skip my way to work..damn menakutkan..but hey,though i keep on reminding myself not to be too happy, i still am, so i think its alrite.as long as i remember, Allah give me this feeling, n he can take it back anytime, He give me a reason to be happy n he can take that back any time..but while it's here, i wana b happy..please let me be happy...please let urself b happy, ina..but anyhoooo....i need to get my self re-organized. assignments due in one-two weeks time...still havent started..some artwek too..hehe, baby steps, yah..baby steps..
"The World At Large"
Ice-age heat wave, can't complain.
If the world's at large, why should I remain?
Walked away to another plan.
Gonna find another place, maybe one I can stand.
I move on to another day,
to a whole new town with a whole new way.
Went to the porch to have a thought.
Got to the door and again, I couldn't stop.
You don't know where and you don't know when.
But you still got your words and you got your friends.
Walk along to another day.
Work a little harder, work another way.
Well uh-uh baby I ain't got no plan.
We'll float on maybe would you understand?
Gonna float on maybe would you understand?
Well float on maybe would you understand?
The days get shorter and the nights get cold.
I like the autumn but this place is getting old.
I pack up my belongings and I head for the coast.
It might not be a lot but I feel like I'm making the most.
The days get longer and the nights smell green.
I guess it's not surprising but it's spring and I should leave.
I like songs about drifters - books about the same.
They both seem to make me feel a little less insane.
Walked on off to another spot.
I still haven't gotten anywhere that I want.
Did I want love? Did I need to know?
Why does it always feel like I'm caught in an undertow?
The moths beat themselves to death against the lights.
Adding their breeze to the summer nights.
Outside, water like air was great.
I didn't know what I had that day.
Walk a little farther to another plan.
You said that you did, but you didn't understand.
I know that starting over is not what life's about.
But my thoughts were so loud I couldn't hear my mouth.
My thoughts were so loud I couldn't hear my mouth.
My thoughts were so loud.