Monday, August 27, 2007

My wish

Perfect song for Mueh (who never says no to me and never complaints), Otel (who always knows how to flatter) n Ammar (who's going away soon to study medic).
I hope that the days come easy and the moments pass slow
And each road leads you where you want to go
And if you're faced with a choice, and you have to choose
I hope you choose the one that means the most to you
And if one door opens to another door closed
I hope you keep on walkin' till you find the window

If it's cold outside
Show the world the warmth of your smile
But more than anything, more than anything

My wish for you is that this life becomes all that you want it to
Your dreams stay big and your worries stay small
You never need to carry more than you can hold
And while you're out there getting where you're getting to
I hope you know somebody loves you and wants the same things too
Yeah, this is my wish

I hope you never look back but you never forget
All the ones who love you in the place you left
I hope you always forgive and you never regret
And you help somebody every chance you get
Oh, you find God's grace in every mistake
And you always give more than you take

This is my wish
I hope you know somebody loves you
May all your dreams stay big

Was on medical leave for 3 days! Huwallllamakk... well couldn't help it. I threw up a few times.

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Tuesday, August 14, 2007

That itches to buy books is here yet again

What I want, now.

1. A Place Called Here - Cecilia Ahern (RM35.90)
2. The Lovely Bones - Alice Sebold (RM23.03)
3. Empress Orchid - Anchee Min (RM31.60)

I've been waiting for [1] to come down from RM60. [2] is on sale and [3], goodness, it's been on my wishlist for quite a while now.

We're going to see Simpsons. I don't have high hopes but hey company pays for it so I got nothing to lose here except my precious sleeping hours - need to make up for what I lost over the weekend.

Sunday, August 12, 2007

I'm so mad

*mode tarik tarik rambut*

Stupid sismi. Lalalalala. My car is officially dirty for 3 weeks now. What a sense of accomplishment I'm telling you. I think I'll wash it tomorrow but only god knows when sismi is going to ever end. One damned project I tell you. The big heads don't know how to manage, now we're on the other end receiving all the blame. Well excuse me if I'm all hatred-y, get a mirror, and see what's been sticking in and out your ass.

Huh.

I don't see myself being up from this chair tonight all the way till morning. I've been here since last night. And at 8am I have to be online to do some testing on TN server relocation. Aiyoh. Sudahlah satu assistant ditarik semula ke Mofaz, I have to do everything on my own now. The deadline is actually today but who cares anymore. With the stupid line being so unbelievablye freakin slow. Slower than anything that has ever existed on this planet. I could take a nap inbetween page load. Stupid website making my hair all oily. This is all so stupid. Terasa seperti berada di zaman purba where people still use kapur to write on cave walls ok. Or I could have finished it all by now and help Adda out dammit.

On a bright note, I think my kidney is ok. It has been really good, showing no sign of stress at all even though I'm all under that pile of work.

Monday, August 6, 2007

A quote

You see, wire telegraph is a kind of a very, very long cat. You pull his tail in New York and his head is meowing in Los Angeles. Do you understand this? And radio operates exactly the same way: you send signals here, they receive them there. The only difference is that there is no cat.
- Albert Einstein

Friday, August 3, 2007

reminiscing old times...

Still is the life of your room
When you're not inside
And all of your things
Tell the sweetest story line
Your tears on these sheets
And your footsteps are down the hall
Tell me what I did
I can't find where the moment went wrong at all

You can be mad in the morning
I'll take back what I said
Just don't leave me alone here
It's cold, baby
Come back to bed

What will this fix
You know you're not a quick forgive
And I won't sleep through this
I survive on the breath you are finished with

You can be mad in the morning
Or the afternoon instead
But don't leave me
98 and 6 degrees of separation
From you baby
Come back to bed