spring has sprung...

Spring is here!!
I found myself smiling more often.. I smile more to flowers than I do to people… who doesn’t feel like smiling when you get the sweet smell of daphne, freesia and jonquils in almost every breath you take?

The best fragrant flowers aren’t the ones with striking colours …they’re always humble and pale.. mostly whites. They don’t shout for visual attention… yet they make you want to stop and take a deep breath with your eyes closed... Ahhhh...

(the yellow daffies in the pic tak der bau pun!)

where I belong.. really??!

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Rome oh Rome..

I 'went' to Rome almost 5 years ago.. strolled in the gardens of Garzoni, d'Este and Lante ... suddenly "ouch", Nij poked me with a pen.. I fell asleep while sitting for my Landscape History paper.

Hmm.. bila la nak sampai Rome...

in pain...

its the time of the month again (another ovum wasted!) and it comes with the pain .. no wonder I was so mad over that thing yesterday..pms.. rasa macam nak telan orang je semalam.. I swallowed 2 panadol actifast I found in my office drawer.. then later read the small print -EXP 07 2005- opss! it was already two months past its expiry date... err.. selamat lagi kot??

Someone wrote "the littlest hobbit" next to my name in the postgrad lounge... amboi mat saleh ni.. mentang-mentang korang besar!

urrghhh.. sakit perut..

signing off: moody hobbit (hobbit pun hobbit la.. janji comel!.. muakakakaka)

my eyes aren't hazel

Music Video Codes

"Behind These Hazel Eyes"

Seems like just yesterday
You were a part of me
I used to stand so tall
I used to be so strong
Your arms around me tight
Everything, it felt so right
Unbreakable, like nothin' could go wrong
Now I can't breathe
No, I can't sleep
I'm barely hanging on
Here I am, once again
I'm torn into pieces
Can't deny it, can't pretend
Just thought you were the one
Broken up, deep inside
But you won't get to see the tears I cry
Behind these hazel eyes
I told you everything
Opened up and let you in
You made me feel alright
For once in my life
Now all that's left of me
Is what I pretend to be
So together, but so broken up inside
'Cause I can't breathe
No, I can't sleep
I'm barely hangin' on
Here I am, once again
I'm torn into pieces
Can't deny it, can't pretend
Just thought you were the one
Broken up, deep inside
But you won't get to see the tears I cry
Behind these hazel eyes
Swallow me then spit me out
For hating you, I blame myself
Seeing you it kills me now
No, I don't cry on the outside
Anymore...
Here I am, once again
I'm torn into pieces
Can't deny it, can't pretend
Just thought you were the one
Broken up, deep inside
But you won't get to see the tears I cry
Behind these hazel eyes
Here I am, once again
I'm torn into pieces
Can't deny it, can't pretend
Just thought you were the one
Broken up, deep inside
But you won't get to see the tears I cry
Behind these hazel eyes

MERDEKA!!!

pic fromhttp://merdeka.bluehyppo.com/gallery.asp courtesy of museum negara

Selamat Hari Merdeka untuk semua…

Hari ini aku cuba nak tulis dalam bahasa Melayu.. tapi aku tau, aku memang spesis ‘tak reti bahasa’. Bahasa Melayu aku tak betul, Bahasa Inggeris aku pun bertabur.

Di bumi buah kiwi dan burung kiwi ini jam sudahpun menunjukkan pukul 12 tengah malam.. bermakna sudahpun masuk 31 Ogos 2005. Genap 48 tahun negara tanah tumpah darahku Malaysia merdeka. Lebih kurang 4 jam akan datang rakyat Malaysia di Malaysia akan mengira detik-detik tibanya jam dua belas malam.

Di sini tiada laungan merdeka.. tiada bunga api….Dan aku duduk diam-diam dalam bilik sambil tulis blog. Aku cuma sambut merdeka dengan doa, semoga negaraku aman dan makmur, semoga Allah terus merahmati Malaysia.

Aku lahir hampir dua dekad selepas merdeka. Memang aku tak tau jerih perih orang-orang terdahulu berjuang menuntut kemerdekaan. Tipu kalau aku katakan aku tau. Aku tak rasa apa yang mereka rasa. Aku belajar semua sejarah kemerdekaan dari Puan Zam, cikgu sejarah aku. Aku rasa terhutang budi pada mereka- wira-wira yang nama mereka masuk buku sejarah.. dan juga mereka yang tak masuk buku sejarah- wira-wira yang tak didendang... Tanpa pengorbanan mereka, mungkin aku bukan di sini hari ini.

Aku rindu nak tengok iklan sempena merdeka di TV. Tapi dulu, bila iklan keluar , kalau ada orang lain yang sama-sama menonton, aku takkan tengok iklan tu. Mesti aku pura-pura buat benda lain. Aku cuma tengok iklan tu bila sorang-sorang.. pasal mata aku mesti berair bila tengok iklan merdeka… aku jadi sebak tak pasal-pasal… emosional terlebih agaknya.

Kalau di kampung, aku cukup suka tengok telatah anak-anak saudara aku. Mereka cukup bangga kalau dapat Jalur Gemilang dan berbaris di depan TV.. Dulu pun anak saudara aku yang baru umur 3 tahun pernah marah aku bila aku panggil JG tu bendera, “bukang bendera!! Jalur Gemilang la… mokcu ni, tu pong dok tau”
Aku tau mereka belum faham apa-apa tentang kemerdekaan. Tapi aku harap mereka terus sanjung Jalur Gemilang sampai bila-bila.

Aku tak nak cakap pasal siapa patriotik, siapa tak patriotik.. pada aku semua tu SENDIRI MAU INGAT!!