J.I.N

I said to myself that I am ok,

Although I am all alone,

But I am doing my best,

And showed my usual smile,

I didn’t feel in desperation,

But in a kind of defiance,

Is it love?

Or being love?

The soul who love,

Poured everything in,

The soul who being loved,

Received the warmth of the being loved,

I don’t want to hear nor speak,

The pain will be getting worse,

So i just accept it,

I never tried to count how long it has been since we have met,

But I feel like spending more time with you,

So much that is mysterious,

I can feel you near me,

I am sorry for always relying on you,

It’s just that I can’t do anything myself,

More than anyone else,

I am praying that the dream you drew in your heart comes true,

That you can be happy together with the person you love so much,

I am always relying on you,

But this time,

Let me be one of the tiny star in your sky which will brighten up your night,

And lead you the way to the road named happiness,

I hope that you can laugh together with the person you love so much,

Regardless who will it be,

I will always be the guardian that stays by your side,

By seeing you walking through the path of happiness,

I am more contended than anyone else,

Though my love still birming passionly without the fear of giving up,

The last wish of mine,

Is to see you live happily ever after,

As the princess in the fairy tale,

And as well in my live………

What am I expecting?,

It is a cold day,

I keep on waiting,

Just for you,

In the hard rain,

I am afraid of nothing,

I could even think,

That even it is the last day of my life,

I didn’t care,

People who were happily smilling together,

Passed just close to me,

So many times,

They gave off sweet fragrance,

Which leads to the beautiful dance by butterflies around them,

Why,

Can’t I think of anyone but you,

And I want to be with you,

I am used to how I think of even small things as happy memories,

Even cliches and meaningless words said between us,

Have its very own meaning,

I should think of you as proof that I live,

Without taking my eyes off truth and reality,

When time passes by,

What will be left for me?,

My heart going on wishing for a mircale?

Or just………….a scar?

As the title suggest,the word ugly is best fit to describe the things which are beyond look..not emphasising on the physical apperance here..instead i am stressing on the UGLY side of the public transport in Malaysia..

As soon as the crack of the dawn arrived,I woke up from my cosy bed with heavy steps as I get myself ready to make my way to campus..just as i reached the bus stop,there were plenty of buses there,as usual..but after boarded the M bus(thats what I will name it in order to avoid me from landing myself in hot soup due to blogging =) ),there were plenty of seats available..without hesistaing I choosed one and rest myself on it after quite a distance of walking..Minutes passed by and the bus is still waiting for the passengers in order to fill up the bus..That was ugly because those stupid,hideous and bastard driver and conductor will make the bus packed like a can of sardin..and this made me have to wait for 20 minutes or so..sometimes they will even made you wait up to half and hour or even more!…what if someone has a test on that day..God bless is what i can say..inorder to make money they will just do anything,even abide the safety of the passengers..imagine!..some passengers have to stand at the staircase of the bus which is bloody hell dangerous..how greedy can those idiots be when it comes to make money..i mean who doesnt like money but the way they act irk me..

Plus,the attitude of the conductor and bus driver could only be describe by a word and that is SUCKS..seriously,what has gotten in them..a buch of bloody fool pigs without brain..The most hideous things that they could even race on the road..buses?…racing?….puuulease…how can they act so irresponsible and reckless..sigh…no wonder the country will always lack behind of the others..

Compared to Singapore,the service of public transport here is WORTHLESS..even the MRT is ten times longer in length and much wider than the stupid LRT at here..And the most important thing is the satisfying bus services and its rapid and constant frequency..trust me..you wont be able to find the comfort of taking public transport services in Malaysia once you expirienced it in SIngapore..

There was a friend told me that the quality of SIngapore’s public transport was due to the island itself which is so small that its easy to manage..come on my friend!..take a look at other countries which are much bigger than Malaysia..thier public transports are millions of times better than the local one..it is the effort and the wise planning plus the effective integration that counts..all i can say is there is a lack of leadership quality is the land & transport authority…

In a nutshell,the public transport in Malaysia displease me and they should do some soul searching if Malaysia wants to compete in the international arena..taking the public transport locally is just like sitting in a few pieces of junk metals with a stupid and idiotic,moron,imbecile who operates it!

What if you are alone,

And suddenly blinded by the spiteful and vindicity time,

Clock ticks the minute seconds away,

Which you don’t wish that to happen,

Time!

Please stop at this very moment,

You are grasping in tremble,

Your heart leaps,

You wish you don’t have to face it,

In the cold and freezing downpour,

Standing alone,

Without an umbrella,

Just shad your eyes with your freezing hands,

And I will be there to shield you from the tears of Heaven,

Many seasons have passed by,

With quick steps since then,

When the white snow colors the city,

Let me stay by your side,

Though I will bother you,

But I will shield you from the blizzard,

Until the white snow melts,

And the city becomes vivid and colorful,

I will keep you closest,

To my heart,

Though you are going to face your worst nightmare,

Please,

Hear me,

The days of tears,

The days of smiling faces,

Whatever may happen,

Whatever mood you may be in,

I will always be there to share your happiness or sorrows…

Hopes were broken,dreams were shattered and checkmate is what i saw..after a game of chess you say?..i certainly hope so..but that was how i felt when i walked out of the exam hall this morning..

It sure was a pulsating moment when i entered the exam hall..I felt the pumping of the adrenaline towards the whole body of mine..Just as I flip over the merciless Maths exam paper,a cold shiver sent down my spine.."Oh My!" I exclaimed..I am done for good..The battle was a though one when all i can do was just gazing at the seconds which are ticking away.. tick tock tick tock..I was nearly vanquished when the lecturer said "times up,stop writing’..at that moment,i finally know how England felt when they were pinned down by the Ports as the final whistle blew..It was a moment of despair and all i could do was just walking out of the exam venue in a listless,dampned and droopy mood..Lethargic!, as i have burned up millions of my precious brain cells..the most pathetic part is yet to come when i failed to come out a thing…my poor brain cells..wasted..i have tried my very best but to no avail..sad sad sad…I have become the slave for Maths for my entire schooling days..Hereby,i vowed that i will become the master of it in no time..and i shall..For now,i just hope that Lady Luck will smile on me so that i will pass this test of mine..a pass is just what i need..and i really need one..please

Backtrack..i wonder why i am so weak in Maths..other modules are fine with me but when it comes to maths,i will be at its mercy..maybe my left hemisphere is lack of mathematical ability which results in the poor command of my maths..if you ever ask me to describe maths with a word,DREADFUL is the word which i will come out with..

I am in a damn foul mood and i think nothing can cheer me up other than a pass in my maths..

duh…i am lacking of the inspiration to blog on anymore..time to halt my pen..   =(

Even now I don’t understand,

The meaning of growing up,

I wonder,

What that girl or boy in memory,

Is walking now and aiming for,

Pacing in heavy steps,

Aimlessly and lost the sense of direction,

Daybreak comes quickly these days,

The scent of wind has changed,

In the season of dazzling burned seas,

In the season of dancing snowflakes,

Whenever I turned around,

You were there,

Looking good with a smile on your face,

The sweetest smile ever,

We travel this road to find happiness,

Everyone is a traveller,

Carrying thier own never healing wounds,

How many times have I sought for something?

How many times have I gotten lost?

Everytime,

The one who stretch out a warm helping hand is you,

At the end of this long path,

What will we think?

Everyone is a traveller,

Wandering about in search of love,

Let’s go together,

Until we are tire of it,

Your smile has taught me,

That we are now,

In the closest place to forever

This feeling……..Is this know as LoVe?

No matter what,

You were carved within me,

Rooting as the thousand years old tree,

Love….

Something special and beautiful yet mysterious

It was the heart breaking moment for the English fans when the witnessed the Lions being ruled out from the world cup by the Portugese..The Ports manage to pin down England by a 3-1 win in the penalty match after the nil-nil draw right after 90 minutes and as well extra time..Sad,poignant and gloomy were what the England players felt at that moment and as well the hardcore English fans..

Surely,England was quite lucky enough to hold Portugal to a nil-nil draw since there were many drawbacks occured in the English team.First,it was Owen’s injury.Next,is the sent off of Rooney and the last blow is the injury of Beckham..All i can say is England is in hot soup without those key players..After the sent off of Rooney,Eriksson brings on the bean pole striker ,Crouch which doensn’t do much impact in England’s attacking force..Sadly,the poor managing skills from Eriksson which only set the formation of one striker doensn’t help much..I wonder why doesn’t he team up Crouch with Rooney in the attacking force..

Now,England’s journey to the world cup has come to an end..Even the magnificent 7 who has been susbtituted by Lennon sheded tears while he was on the bench..But overall,England’s die hard and never say die spirit is worth acknowledgement..but now,nothing can bring turn the time as the Lions were back to thier cosy savanna.Well,lets just hope that the English can do better in the 2010 FIFA World Cup..Cheers to all the hard work from the English players..Bye bye Lions and may you all hone up yourselves for the Euro 2008 =) i am waiting for you Mighty and Tremendous Lions to ROAR again..Three Lions..Roar roar roarrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr……