>>> I officially hate number 7… <<<

December 10th, 2007 by [re-arrange] 7 comments »
Lately I haven’t been feeling very well. Truth been told, I’m tired..

You know.. I have my favourite numbers. Those who knows me well know its not seven. Those who knows me well know its before and after it. Those who knows me well knows the story behind it, and know how much I hate number seven up to the extent of asking this question:

” Why oh why there has to be a number in between my favourites… “

Somehow the years also was in my side. 1986 – I supposed to have a baby sister. 1987 – we lost her to God. 1988 – We got a replacement. 1996 – The economy is so well we live like kings and queens. 1997 – The worst economy downturn. 1998 – The best things ever happened in my family…

2006? All good things happened – internship, new love, new spirit. 2007? Everything come to an end – works not equal to intern, love shattered, the dark spirit returned, another skeleton in the closet. I am waiting to embrace 2008..

CSI-wise? Season 6 is the best season. Season 7 – hanging with Sara been under a car, left in the desert. Season 8? Great emotions and intellectual.. up until…

Episode 7 – Sara leaves CSI???????

What a curse number 7.

Sometimes I am superstitious towards these littlest unexplained things that looks coincidental. It gives me some neurological hinges that shakes the intellect values I’ve been embracing everytime..

You know I love you. I feel I loved you forever..

I am still mourning over the loss of my greatest favourite tv-series to one intellectually-attractive CSI – Sara Sidle. The only tv-series that has been successfully makes me attached and followed it up until 8 season, with about 164 episodes. The only tv-series that I can watch with full attention without flinching even a bit. The only tv-series that I can watch while savouring my meals better, even though with goriest scenes…
Gil,

You know I love you. I feel I’ve loved you forever.

Lately I haven’t been feeling very well. Truth be told, I’m tired. Out in the desert, under that car that night, I realized something and I haven’t been able to shake it.

Since my father died, I spent almost my entire life with ghosts. We’ve been like close friends and out there in the desert, it occurred to me, that it was time for me to bury them. I can’t do that here.

I’m so sorry.

No matter how hard I try to fight it off, I’m left with a feeling that, I have to go. I have no idea where I’m going, but I know I have to do this. If I don’t, I’m afraid I’ll self-destruct, and worse, you’ll be there to see it happen. Be safe.

Know that I tried very hard to stay. Know that you are my one and only. I will miss you with every beat of my heart. Our life together was the only home I’ve ever really had. I wouldn’t trade it for anything.

I love you…I always will.

Goodbye…

I officially hate #7 for the rest of my entire life. Maybe I’m going to change my cell number too as to not including any 7.

T_T

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>>> Surprise!! Surprise!! <<<

December 1st, 2007 by [re-arrange] 5 comments »
Can you guess the ironic of these two gifts? One is an ashtray (from Sean), and another one is a seat belt pad (from Nad). Gajah claims to have shares in both of it too. :P


I haven’t been surprised for my birthday for such a long time. Its true. Wait, let me think. Okay, I haven’t been surprised at all in my entire 22 years old life.

So when my family of itisjan03 make a surprise for me, I am really… happy, excited, touched, and at a lost of word. The thought never cross my mind, and what I thought as a movie invitation with Sean turned out to be my birthday surprise?? OMG!.

Thanks to: old;">Sean, Gajah, Amin Kamil, Iena, Syafrey, Jamie, Aimi and Nad for organizing this celebration for me. Thanks for the cake, the laughter, the joy. And thanks for the ironic gifts too! Really appreciate all your thoughts and efforts!

Special thanks to: old;">Paceek and his housemates for the “Happy Birthday” song, live from their new home! Really touched by that too! I’m nearly crying happily! *blush*

Not forgetting: old;">Wakeup (my roommate), old;">Awa, Mak Ngah (my aunts), old;">Makcik, MakLong, Pak Lang (my mom’s brother and sisters), old;">Ina (my first ex tongue), old;">Kmar (my lower form school crush tongue), old;">Uena (one of my patients back in K5), old;">Kak Chik (my cousin), old;">Itek (my lil sister), old;">Enol (another family member of itisjan03), old;">Uda (my former classmates), old;">Snub (my big senior friend known from GV), old;">Jakas (the other brother), old;">Fezah (nice to know you dude!), old;">Muner (the junior teddy bear), old;">Aida Azura (my pet sister) and old;">Yana (my university crush? tongue) for the wishes – SMS, YM, face to face wishes, and calls.

Also for countless Friendster comment – Zhafran, Amirul, Bee, Arman, Helmi, Zye and the list keep on counting…

I’m at lost of words. Period.

Edited: Piccies uploaded. Thanks to Nad & Gajah, the official photogs for the surprise happy For more piccies, visit Nad’s Fotopages.

All the happy faces..

The great arrangement: Gajah, Nad, Aimi, Syafrey, Me, Jamie, Iena, and Sean. Guess why I said its a great arrangement :p

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>>> It's time… <<<

November 30th, 2007 by [re-arrange] 4 comments »
Pictures taken from: http://www.cartoonstock.com/
I dedicated this post to my friends who are graduating this semester. Thus the title. It’s time..
It’s time..
To let go of the past,
To bury all the memory,
And keep the good things to last,
Coz the world need you to be ready..

It’s time,
To reminisce with your friends,
To stamp the last of your story,
But remember, keep your heads and chins up in the end..

It’s time,
To face the challenge of another type,
To face the boredom of routines pipe,
To face all the cruel hype..

I can’t promise that good things will greet,
But something that we all know,
The time passed, and it was so damn sweet..

“old;font-style:italic;">Congratulations, and welcome to the working world..” for:

  • Mok, Pg, Jakas, and the remaining itisjan03 clan that have successfully finish your studies.
  • Uda and your anak^naga clan
  • Itek, Ecah, and those who have been dear to me
  • My engineering friends and fellow buddies – too many to list here..
  • And for those who are now graduates, but somehow I forgot to put your name..

Now.. now.. wept your tears.. because the time, has come… happy

P/s: Chunna, Mia, and my remaining juniors.. you gotta wait for next semester for another dedication! tongue

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