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by the way, my name is wani ardy. and i'm starting a new life.
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| i hate changes. |
| 12.21.03 (3:49 am) [edit] |
enough with my neverending assignments and my burning wallet, last week i lost my handphone too. :cry: i tried to call the number and a girl was on the line. she said "hello" and after that the handphone went off. :x i mean, HELLO~ we are both girls! can't u show some mercy here?! i'm not some rich snob who can buy a handphone every week!! :evil: anyway, this is my new number: 017-3276995. if its possible, please send in your name and number to me via sms. i'm so sorry for the trouble. maybe it's time u guys should know that i have a very weak memory capacity.
:arrow: and don't anybody ask me why i didn't buy maxis like i usually do. even i hate changes. but it's not like i have any choice or whatsoever. let just say i had a not-so-good week, okay?
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| love: official or unofficial? |
| 12.21.03 (3:20 am) [edit] |
LOVE. is a four letter word. when i was in high school, the definition of love was simple. i like u. u like me. we declare it to the whole school. and we are one lovey-dovey couple. now, as i grow up, love has been even more complicated. (downstairs, my sister is playing guitar, slow beat, adding 'feeling' to this writing :lol: ) anyway, whether we realize it or not, the adults have created 2 main types of relationship: official and unofficial. the only difference is declaration. in high school, everybody wanted to tell everyone that he or she belongs to someone. but now, under certain circumstances, the situation is different. to be honest, i had an official relationship once. and when that failed, i gave the unofficial a try. at the end, i had numerous unofficial relationships. one after another. and they all, as i expected, failed. some people call it 'scandal'. some people call it 'affair'. whatever the name is, official or unofficial, the risks are still there, and love is still love. just because u tell it to the world, it doesn't make your love stronger, it doesn't give any guarantee that your partner willl never betray u. and just because u keep your feelings inside, it doesn't mean your love is nothing, it doesn't mean you're all alone. love is very subjective. there are many people that come in and out of our lives. but there are only one or two that leave footprints in our hearts and it takes forever to forget them. even so, life must go on. what is life without love and what is love without life? let's face it. we all go through rejections, break-ups and insecurities. if we can't accept all these risks, why bother living? the thing that makes life beautiful is its imperfectness. the bad side of the world let us appreciate the good side of the world. no matter how hard things are, no matter how fucktub u think your life has been, there's no need to stop loving. shit happens. and if u give up, u suck. 8)
"A true victory is not when u never fall at all. Its when u rise every time u fall."
"U never lose by loving someone. U only lose by holding it back."
i can't remember how it feels to fall in love. :wink:
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| happy aidilfitri! |
| 12.07.03 (3:09 am) [edit] |
i have to create a story for short film AND compete with other 40 students. ZERO confident. i have to draw 60 frames of storyboard for the short film. my drawing SUCKS. i have to do translation for some newspaper articles. i have to write 80 PAGES novelet and i don't have ANY idea or whatsoever. i have to be the assistant director for a music video while the SKRU of my OTAK is slowly losing its grip.
i'm busy, i'm lonely, i hate BACKSTABBERS, and i love my mommy. :oops:
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