Life Cycle of Me

.:: Hati Yang Memerlukannya ::.Posted on: Jan 29, 2004 - 04:24 AM by tiramisu “Izani?” Lelaki itu menegur aku. Setiap kali aku dpt email drpdnya. Aku selalu tanye diri sendiri, adakah ini realiti? Dan setiap kali aku membalas email tu, aku tanya lagi, Adakah aku bermimpi? “Yes, I Am Izani. Is this Muaz?” “Yes it is me Izani, So nice to see you!” Dalam tak sedar, aku dah ade dlm pelukan die. Macam tak percaye, perkare yang aku ingat alam maya, mimpi indah, betul2 seketul tak depan mata aku. Aku balas pelukan tu sebab aku nak rase sendiri, betul ke ape yg aku rase ni? Betul ker org kat depan mate aku ni? Makin kuat pelukan tu. Ai, kalu mak aku tau ni. Hancuusss hidup aku. “Zani, ko bawak la die naik teksi. Dh lame teksi tu tunggu kite.” So, kitorg pun melangkah pergi dari Hentian Duta. W’pun aku ni org M’sia, tu la 1st time aku jejak kaki kat ctu. Aku bawak mamat tu lepak hotel kat chow kit. Pastu belikan die kfc. Pastu aku balik.Lelaki tu adalah virtual friend aku. Die berasal dr Palest

before i start anything, i should say this to myself : out and loud! ***STOP THINKING ABOUT THINGS THAT MADE U SAD OR DOWN! GROW UP! LOOK AHEAD!! thank you and sorry for that. As my job as a permanent night shifter. Not really night, around 3 O-clock in the morning. I have got so many time in the world to do so many things. I havent got this before in my entire life. I sleep lesser, i play lesser, i havent got as many time to hang out or hang over as i had before. i got al the time to look into my computer and do about anything, everything that i suppose or not suppose to do. My first week was terible for me. I always pray that the next day i will be sick so i can take my MC or the company will discover my illness in thinking and will laid me off the team. I felt lonely, as i never can join my friends, because they r working normal shift. i felt so much abnormal, i felt down all the time. And my bf wasnt being helpful. haha. sory for the mentioning as he never been here to read my blog

***First and for most, this poetry is dedicated to my dearest friend ....., to me and to everybody who are in love, espeacially to the ladies. As much as we know, man doesnt meant to understand us, but to love us. But for me, to understand is what it takes to love. As much as they love us but dont understand us, as much as they are hurting us, killing everything that is beautiful and the softness within us. We are not as strong as they thought we are, although we tried to be, but it does harm us day by day. However, as much as we woman hates our man, as much as we couldnt resist to feel the strong love inside us. We are like connected to the feeling, we cant simply throw it away. Even sometimes we pray for god to take it away, but we cries just to hope, there is other hope we can still put up. but we survive though. we will and we will stay this way. *** So here goes.............. I start my day So harsh so rush I couldnt manage to breath enough I start to think of you When i am sad or