如果你輕輕的唱

如果你輕輕的唱
也許
會漸漸的忘了哭泣帶來的
痛苦
思念也許煎熬
我們都何嘗沒走過
那些讓人心痛得酸至手掌心
的折磨
如果你輕輕的唱
有風有雨的日子
前面還有
你也許在那天回頭
慶幸自己今天心頭緊繫
的這麼一天
如果你輕輕的唱
出發到另一個新的地方
你已經長大了
我的寶貝
別哭
你會漸漸習慣
那些無法如願的希望幻滅
卻不得不抱著那些希望
沉沉睡去
那些所謂的成長啊
都是說出來讓人心碎
的過去

All time favorite

you might not know by seeing a picture
this is what we call Kerepek Ubi Pedas
you might not know by not growing up in a Malay Kampung
this is a type of Malay snack

My all time favorite

and i found 3 packs in my office pantry today,

it surprised me and made my day

i ate one for breakfast

(okie, i know it is a snack, but who said snack can't be breakfast too?)

there is another pack on my table

which i wanna keep it

until i have a bad day

then i will open it

and bite it a little by little

there is another pack still laying at the pantry

somebody, go get it!

okie people might not appreciate how good it is

it is fattening but it tastes great!

my wallpaper now

everything about him is soooooooooooo

HOT!!!!!!!!!!

regret

every single decision you made in life change a little bit of everything

i never though how serious this can be, but somehow i insist.

i miss somebody

he is my first valentine
a caring person
big like a tree
rainproof i am
when stand underneath the branches
i gonna feel the safe again
next month the 14th

i have learned a new word

i have learned a new word
but i dunno what it means
in fact it means nothing
i keep it in my heart
something strange happened
the dictionary or wikipedia doesnt explain why
even google tells me crab
its a sweet dream i guess
but it happened in real
i miss it
but i cant own it
what a shame
i dun have a pair of slim legs
T.T

2010

2010

today is harem pant day

i make a wish to treat ashu better for the rest of the day

today is rainning day

i ask felice to buy me another harem pant from bangkok

today is jeans jacket day

i miss chang beer and khaosan road

today is cold day

because i feel cool

Riot On An Empty Street

Riot on an empty street

Kings of Convenience

"Why, why so quiet? Oh my mysterious country singer?" she asked.

My life, it's a riot I'm climbing barricades In empty streets at night.

When I'm down Fighting shadows.

Twenty-five postcards In a box in my room.

Telephone conversations, Gas slowly leaking out Of a heart-shaped balloon.

It's a dangerous game

That I'm not sure If I could keep playing for long.

It's a dangerous game,

It's a very fine line

And if one step is wrong...

I have no cards to play

And that's why I've got nothing to say, tonight.

I've got nothing to say, tonight.

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I love them

the poem alike lyrics

which pin straight to the point of my heart

and I also feel

Gas slowly leaking out of a heart-shaped balloon

Life is more ensure after the red wine session

the wine is bitter

so does the heart