tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-95032882011-08-30T22:09:03.502+08:00Fizhhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12924810751018997650noreply@blogger.comBlogger1301100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9503288.post-34451152982453823992010-12-02T20:55:00.003+08:002010-12-02T21:37:35.181+08:00Upon started working...<div>I realise that life is never based on free will...</div><div>instead it is based on the society and others view...</div><div>and if you try to live the life base on your own free will...</div><div>you must really be quite brave...</div><div>cause most of the time...</div><div>you will be left alone...</div><div>you will be shunned...</div><div>you will be shot, stabbed, hit...</div><div>until you are full of blood and lying down flat...</div><div><br /></div><div>the scariest thing is...</div><div>you will start to change....</div><div>to those people that you once look down on...</div><div>to the ones that wear mask as they struggle to live...</div><div>to the ones that live... but unsure of what they really want...</div><div><br /></div><div>I never want to wear the mask...</div><div>but it is being force onto me...</div><div>can i do without the mask?</div><div><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9503288-3445115298245382399?l=adozenofwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Fizhhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12924810751018997650noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9503288.post-36214991799953174922010-08-31T23:38:00.003+08:002010-08-31T23:42:32.595+08:00I am feeling very very blue today...<div>and I am totally clueless about this feeling...</div><div>have i lost my mind?</div><div>or have I lost the life I used to have?</div><div>am I still... me?</div><div><br /></div><div>what do i actually want?</div><div><br /></div><div>Looking at the crowd as I was crossing the junction....</div><div>I found myself look really much alike the others...</div><div>walking around in the city...</div><div>but without an aim or a goal in mind....</div><div><br /></div><div>what do i want out of my life?</div><div><br /></div><div>i feel lost...</div><div>i feel disorientated..</div><div>i feel suffocated...</div><div>i feel....</div><div>numb...</div><div>life.....</div><div>what is life?</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9503288-3621499179995317492?l=adozenofwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Fizhhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12924810751018997650noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9503288.post-88608593982937962632010-08-13T13:03:00.002+08:002010-08-13T13:10:07.482+08:00Why would one human attack another human?<div>for food?</div><div>for shelter overhead?</div><div>for partner?</div><div>for money?</div><div>for what?</div><div><br /></div><div>I never get it.</div><div><br /></div><div>If they ever did something to you, is still justifiable.</div><div>Why attack some poor strangers?</div><div>Why?</div><div>Does their pure existence irks you so much?</div><div><br /></div><div>Then why are you alive?</div><div><br /></div><div>someone, somewhere out there could be doing the same thing to you.</div><div>why can't you put yourself in their shoes,</div><div>walk a mile in their skin,</div><div>and think.</div><div>is it so hard to live a life not attacking others?</div><div>Just, for a moment, i wondered, "what is going through your mind?"</div><div><br /></div><div>I am so disappointed with humans.</div><div>maybe they are right.</div><div><br /></div><div>human are like virus in the world.</div><div>ugly virus.</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9503288-8860859398293796263?l=adozenofwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Fizhhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12924810751018997650noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9503288.post-5822554860657800622010-08-13T08:59:00.002+08:002010-08-13T09:05:34.569+08:00if something are not meant to be said, don't ask.<div>if you are looking for a negative answer, please just stick your mind in there.</div><div>if I said something that is really wrong, I am sorry.</div><div><br /></div><div>but </div><div><br /></div><div>if you choose to act like that, is all fine with me.</div><div>will feel a bit sad.</div><div>will feel a bit more disappointed.</div><div>will feel a bit angry.</div><div>will feel a bit more regretful.</div><div>will feel a bit guilty.</div><div>will feel that is such a pity.</div><div><br /></div><div>but </div><div> </div><div>is all well.</div><div>but i rather let it go.</div><div>is no longer important.</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9503288-582255486065780062?l=adozenofwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Fizhhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12924810751018997650noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9503288.post-13264934261635393992010-04-22T17:28:00.002+08:002010-04-22T18:11:38.841+08:00有一位朋友问道：两个人喜欢，是互相依赖，还是有一方的依赖比较严重？女生对男生的依赖是什么？而男生对女生的依赖又是什么？依赖是好是坏？有人会有答案吗？<br /><br />我想，每个人在某种程度上，一定会有需要依赖别人的地方。依赖，不过是一种生存方式。<br /><br />但，当一方的依赖变得过于沉重时， 一切就会失去平衡。太过依赖对方，不仅仅让对方觉得难以喘息，也会对自身造成一定的伤害。 当对方离开时，依赖的一方还能站得住脚吗？<br /><br />爱情，或许就犹如两张依靠者的纸牌一般， 当一方过于依赖对方时， 他们就会一起倒下。互相依赖，才能站个天长地久吧。。。<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9503288-1326493426163539399?l=adozenofwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Fizhhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12924810751018997650noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9503288.post-77384822822727476372010-04-18T02:53:00.002+08:002010-04-18T03:00:34.225+08:00where will we be my friend...<br />ten years from now...<br />will we still call each other????<br />will we still meet for tea???<br />will we still laugh for no reason??<br />will we still go for meal?<br /><br />do we still do our handshake?<br />do we still order the same drinks??<br />do we still dream of the future???<br />do we still talk the same way????<br /><br />will you remember me??<br />will you remember the time we spent??<br />will I think of meeting??<br />will I remember you??<br /><br />friends, where are you today?<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9503288-7738482282272747637?l=adozenofwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Fizhhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12924810751018997650noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9503288.post-10864618602899084672010-02-08T18:08:00.003+08:002010-02-08T18:19:08.313+08:00just had a typical conversation with this friend of mine....<br /><br />well....<br /><br />i just have no idea what sort of friend do i consider this is....<br /><br />typical conversation #1: bumped into each other in school.<br /><br />Me: *WAVE and smile<br />Friend: *WAVE and smile<br />Both: *walk passed each other<br /><br />typical conversation #2: saw each other in lectures<br /><br />Me (upon 1st eye contact): *WAVE and smile<br />Friend: *WAVE and smile<br />Both: * face front and went back to lecture<br /><br />Not so typical conversation #1:<br /><br />*Lift Door opens<br />Me: *WAVE and smile<br />Friend: *WAVE and smile<br />Friend: *pointed upward/downward to ask if the lift is going up or down<br />Me:* point upward/downward to show if lift going up or down<br />Friend: either 1.*enter lift and smile or 2.*Wave to show that "I am going the other direction"<br />case 1:<br />Both: *wait till door open and leave<br />case 2:<br />Both: *WAVE as the door closed.<br /><br />Friends.... how i love them...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9503288-1086461860289908467?l=adozenofwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Fizhhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12924810751018997650noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9503288.post-80042769231359000312009-11-22T01:16:00.002+08:002009-11-22T01:20:16.663+08:00the past flow back into my mind as the song flow into my ear...<br />maybe i didn't forget...<br />i just wasn't reminded of it...<br />but whenever i heard it...<br />it came haunting me again...<br />maybe i just can't forget...<br />so i am letting the song flow back into my ear...<br />as the memory flow back into my brain...<br />as the blood flow out from the wounds again...<br />and stare at the ceiling...<br />as i bleed myself dry tonight...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9503288-8004276923135900031?l=adozenofwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Fizhhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12924810751018997650noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9503288.post-5022716476278178062009-11-12T19:58:00.002+08:002009-11-12T20:05:58.545+08:00The memory from my teens days just came back suddenly..<br />the love for lemon tea and the reason for it...<br />i used to think that love is just like lemon tea...<br />Sweet yet sour...<br />and with a tinge of bitter taste...<br />just like falling in love...<br />you feel just as sweet at time...<br />and sour when you see her with someone else...<br />with a bit of bitter taste...<br /><br />as i get older i forgot about it...<br />but the taste of lemon tea just brings it all back to me...<br />perhaps only first love taste like this...<br />or maybe that is just the taste of the moment before falling in love...<br />and i am long overdue...<br /><br />what drinks suits you today?<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9503288-502271647627817806?l=adozenofwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Fizhhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12924810751018997650noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9503288.post-81050857976218481482009-10-24T02:03:00.004+08:002009-10-24T02:32:48.897+08:00is funny when you see that the government have been saying that they want to promote singapore as a regional hub for arts...<br />and the people say, "that would be great!"...<br />and yet their mindset are sooo stuck in the mud...<br />was checking out for flash mob in Singapore online...<br />see if i can join the fun...<br />(well we only live once, why not do something harmless and fun?)<br />and two forum i have read give such negative reviews on the idea...<br />is like on one thread they say "Singapore no fun"...<br />and on the other thread they say," nah is illegal gathering..."<br />i am like...<br />omg...<br />is just harmless fun..<br />why such a negative reaction?<br />no wonder Singapore is sooooooooo boring...<br /><br />and onto harmless fun...<br />i still can't get why are the NTU student with the bus stop video were being slammed...<br />did they get the driver fired?<br />did they cause the car behind to crash?<br />did they kill anyone inside the bus?<br />is just harmless fun...<br />why are people reacting like they kill the driver?<br />we laugh at TV mobile's program "just for gags"...<br />they are pulling jokes everyday on different people on street...<br />why can't we be like them??<br />relax Singapore...<br />is just a little gag...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9503288-8105085797621848148?l=adozenofwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Fizhhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12924810751018997650noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9503288.post-51474674693065614372009-10-24T00:51:00.002+08:002009-10-24T01:01:50.510+08:00if in a forest a tree fell...<br />and there is no living souls around to hear it...<br />did it make a sound as it hit the ground?<br />if it lay there after the fall...<br />and no one was there to see it...<br />did it fell onto the ground?<br />if it had never been seen by any living being...<br />did it ever existed?<br /><br />at this very moment...<br />when i disappear from all people sight...<br />am i not existence?<br />if so....<br />who's blog are you reading?<br />am i the one who wrote it?<br />and if no one read the blog...<br />does it exist?<br /><br />if seeing is believing...<br />and you don't see me now...<br />am i real?<br />or am i just a flick of imagination created from your mind?<br />who am i?<br /><br />are all our senses trustworthy?<br />are what we seeing really what it is?<br />are what we smelling what we are smelling?<br />are what we hearing real?<br />are what we touching really the way it feels?<br />what are we living in?<br />are we real?<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9503288-5147467469306561437?l=adozenofwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Fizhhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12924810751018997650noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9503288.post-24371271075178276992009-10-16T18:30:00.002+08:002009-10-16T18:35:23.330+08:00i am seriously, seriously sick of living a life like this...<br />work and study, work and study....<br />is really draining me out...<br />so stop saying...<br />"Fizh you still work during school? you are sooo hardworking!!"<br />if i can afford living without working...<br />WHO THE HELL WANNA WORK AND STUDY!!!<br />pissed...<br />i need to break out of this soon...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9503288-2437127107517827699?l=adozenofwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Fizhhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12924810751018997650noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9503288.post-58589408150925935432009-09-30T22:52:00.003+08:002009-09-30T23:00:35.303+08:00sometime i wish i could be invisible...<br />and no one would see me then...<br />no one would know me...<br /><br />i can do as i please...<br />dance when i feel excited...<br />punch something when i am angry...<br />jump around when i am happy...<br />stone when i get sad...<br /><br />no one will bother me<br /><br />go wherever i want to...<br />not be bind by people...<br />not be bind by rules...<br />not be bind by time...<br /><br />no one will ask me<br /><br />what do people think when they look at me?<br />weirdo..<br />ugly...<br />freak...<br />nerd...<br />geek...<br />irritating...<br /><br />i felt unwelcome by the world...<br />and i wish to be invisible...<br />so that i know...<br />when people don't remember me...<br />is not because they forgot me..<br />when people don't say hi to me...<br />is not because they hate me...<br />when people ignore me...<br />is not because they are irritated by my face...<br /><br />is just because i am<br /><br />invisible.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9503288-5858940815092593543?l=adozenofwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Fizhhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12924810751018997650noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9503288.post-22180401242916423862009-09-30T22:46:00.002+08:002009-09-30T22:51:57.949+08:00a sudden wave of depression just sweep over me today...<br />and down i went with that mood current...<br /><br />too stressed?<br /><br />i felt screw up...<br />everything...<br />studies, work, life, friendship...<br />on the bright side my love life never did screw up...<br />but all those were enough...<br /><br />lost?<br /><br />i can't imagine myself working yet...<br />to go to work place at 0830 every morning...<br />and stuck my head in the work desk till lunch...<br />then have lunch and back to work again...<br />at the same time dealing with backstabbers...<br />and "gossippy" people...<br />and spend my next 40 years working...<br /><br />solution: invisible...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9503288-2218040124291642386?l=adozenofwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Fizhhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12924810751018997650noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9503288.post-81171424444263936102009-09-18T22:19:00.002+08:002009-09-18T22:24:56.899+08:00a silly guy wrote:<br />"I shut you out from my world a year ago..<br />for a simple reason: you lied...<br />you said you would meet when you are back...<br />you said you would call when you were seen...<br />you forgot my birthday...<br />despite reminders and post...<br />so now i am telling you...<br />you deserved being shut out...<br />and you are not forgiven..."<br /><br />yet he still keep the contact in his phone...<br />yet he only blocked the contact on msn...<br />hoping that the greeting that never came will arrive one fine day...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9503288-8117142444426393610?l=adozenofwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Fizhhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12924810751018997650noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9503288.post-54436187974733806622009-09-18T22:11:00.002+08:002009-09-18T22:19:52.581+08:00i remember there was a time when i was invisible...<br />a time when i turned my back to the world around me...<br />i remain hidden...<br />unpolished...<br />dull...<br /><br />there was a little boy ten years back...<br />singing a birthday song together with his class to another friend...<br />who was also sharing the same birthday as him...<br /><br />he knew he was forgotten...<br />but he remain silents...<br />hoping that someone will just shake his hand and say to him the words he wanted to hear...<br />but no one did...<br />and he waited...<br />but no one did...<br /><br />for this he now appreciate...<br />anyone who remembered his birthday...<br />he still remain silents about the special day...<br />in hope that his friends will remember to greet him that day...<br />and he is still waiting...<br />still waiting...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9503288-5443618797473380662?l=adozenofwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Fizhhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12924810751018997650noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9503288.post-19105210692600029682009-09-08T16:01:00.001+08:002009-09-08T16:07:46.903+08:00there is no rain, there is no cloud...<br />yet there is a shadow looming my mind...<br /><br />there are no walls, there are no bars...<br />yet there is a corner i am stuck at...<br /><br />what are you?<br />why are you chasing me?<br />what do you expect from me?<br />stop pushing me...<br />i am suffocating...<br /><br />who turn the lights out?<br />who brought the clouds over?<br />who left the weather cold?<br />go away....<br />i want to be alone...<br />and let me be...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9503288-1910521069260002968?l=adozenofwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Fizhhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12924810751018997650noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9503288.post-12932871136605143602009-09-07T01:12:00.003+08:002009-09-07T01:24:21.691+08:00if behind that joke lay a little truth,<br />if behind that wondering lay a little curiousity,<br />if behind that don't know lay a little knowledge,<br />if behind that don't care lay a little emotion...<br /><br />what could that be?<br /><br />a little bit of truth behind that big rumour?<br />a little bit of desire to know what's on your mind behind that thought?<br />a little bit of understanding you behind that misunderstood?<br />a little bit of love behind that i don't care about you?<br /><br />what could that be?<br /><br />a tiny me behind you?<br />a tiny tinglees inside me?<br />a tiny dreams with a happy ending?<br />a tiny ripple across the heart?<br /><br /><br />what could it be?<br />what could it be?<br />what could it be...<br /><br />*btw dun get too sensitive... i just have this feel when i read it so is being referred here...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9503288-1293287113660514360?l=adozenofwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Fizhhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12924810751018997650noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9503288.post-37512445993646157612009-08-23T23:50:00.002+08:002009-08-23T23:56:22.711+08:00reading through some blogs.<br />every one seems to have one problem in their life<br /><br />trust.<br /><br />why are we so deprive of it?<br />i feel really lost.<br />i thought i was the only unlucky one.<br />and my friends are the luckier ones.<br />but in the end...<br />why?<br /><br />human should all go into extinction.<br />then there will be no trust issue.<br />and to friends who lost hope in others.<br />please do so. but please do not turn to other means to relieve yourself.<br />like smoking.or drinking.<br />keep yourself sane.<br />at least you can think. please, my friends.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9503288-3751244599364615761?l=adozenofwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Fizhhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12924810751018997650noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9503288.post-59409866693522551512009-08-23T23:18:00.001+08:002009-08-23T23:19:26.866+08:00love is still at its best between the time it is being confirmed to be a relationship.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9503288-5940986669352255151?l=adozenofwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Fizhhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12924810751018997650noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9503288.post-32447578899944863722009-08-03T11:14:00.000+08:002009-08-03T11:21:54.818+08:00Have you ever looked at someone...<br />and keep thinking...<br />what do he/ she think about me?<br />did i say the right thing?<br />did i do something wrong?<br />am i too irritating?<br />am i too cold and distanced?<br />what should i say to make it better?<br />what should i do to not look so bad?<br />will he/ she think of me this way?<br />does this sounds wrong?<br /><br />Am I Being Ignored?<br /><br />i m paranoid...<br />bounded by the society's view...<br />i don't want to be view like a freak...<br />yet i know i am weird...<br />i keep thinking...<br />and i keep acting...<br />swallowing words that is about to be split out...<br />holding back action that is about to be done...<br />do i still look weird??<br /><br />i can't please everyone...<br />and the worst thing is...<br />i can't please myself either....<br /><br />maybe i should have 8 hands, 6 legs and 3 heads....<br />that might make me look more acceptable...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9503288-3244757889994486372?l=adozenofwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Fizhhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12924810751018997650noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9503288.post-52474300288148987362009-07-30T15:15:00.002+08:002009-07-30T15:23:06.401+08:00i remember i once wrote....<br />"to see evil around one have to become evil itself"<br />if that is the case...<br />if i see someone who is being fake...<br />am i being fake at the same time as well??<br />if i see someone playing a politic game...<br />am i in that same political game too???<br /><br />every time i smile...<br />how much of it is true??<br />every time i wave at someone...<br />how many of them are truly friends??<br />can i turn around without worrying that they will back stab me???<br /><br />do i trust people??<br />am i trusted???<br />is this smile truthful??<br />is this hand shake a show of friendship??<br />how fake can i get...<br />living in a fake world like this....<br /><br />i am really sick and tired of guessing...<br />yet i am too stuck in this place to leave...<br />i complain about people being fake...<br />but how truthful am i?<br />did i not smile at someone i do not like??<br />did i not talk to someone closely yet i stab them when they turn around???<br />am i being fake?<br />am i being too truthful here....<br /><br />who can i trust?<br />who trust me??<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9503288-5247430028814898736?l=adozenofwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Fizhhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12924810751018997650noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9503288.post-15350161794702792922009-07-24T01:54:00.002+08:002009-07-24T02:01:36.482+08:00recently i have notice there are more and more young parents around the streets....<br />until a week ago then i realized...<br />is not that they are young...<br />is just that i define my age as young...<br />and they look just like me...<br />in fact...<br />is me that is turning old....<br /><br />time past faster and faster...<br />friends get lesser and lesser...<br />people around you become less real...<br />more and more daggers are going for your back...<br /><br />wisdom?<br />or painful knowledge of the reality?<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9503288-1535016179470279292?l=adozenofwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Fizhhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12924810751018997650noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9503288.post-44528247039967333252009-07-12T23:50:00.002+08:002009-07-12T23:57:57.287+08:00a trip back to hell reminds me why do I hate that place so much....<br />just like what one of my supervisor had said...<br />" perhaps they should add in a 8th core value...<br />like : Waiting!"<br />i looked at him and this was my reply:<br />" Waiting is a action.... try patience."<br /><br />all we do is wait and rush and rush and wait...<br />and just as i thought that it cannot be more screwed...<br />it happens...<br />we are told that "checking out" with an IC is not possible...<br />"but we "checked in" with an IC... why can't we "checked out " with it???"<br />"erm... coz they have no brain??"<br /><br />i guess... once you go green...<br />most of your brain will be gone...<br />good luck to those going to hell this week...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9503288-4452824703996733325?l=adozenofwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Fizhhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12924810751018997650noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9503288.post-26097941699155341792009-06-28T09:43:00.002+08:002009-06-28T09:55:47.398+08:00when guys say that they are "going green" in Singapore...<br />please do not be mistaken that they are trying to be more pro environmental...<br />or that they become vegetarian...<br />it just simply means that they are turning into a butch of dirty green monster running and hiding around the forest of Singapore....<br />and that is just what i will be doing for the next 2 weeks...<br />i am "going green"...<br />and it really sux...<br />i wouldn't say "kill me please" ...<br />i will just say " let this 2 week pass with a blink of the eye"...<br /><br />for all those who had just send their boyfriend in....<br />please be more forgiving to them...<br />they are being trained to protect the country...<br />so if they are out on a date on sat and feel asleep during movie...<br />is not their fault...<br />appreciate that they are willing to come out despite the fact that they are tired...<br />if they can't be with you for that few important dates...<br />please do not blame them...<br />i am sure they feel just as lousy as you...<br />if you are feeling lonely and can't find them....<br />just tell them that the next time when you can get them....<br />they will feel very bad and treat you better...<br />but if you decided that it is time to switch a date just because they can't be there for you anytime any moment within that two year....<br />i am sorry...<br />is you who do not deserve them...<br />don't put the blames on them and make them feel that it is their fault...<br />is you who are the b*tc*...<br />and you do not deserve love at all...<br /><br />P.S.: speaking for a few friends i have in camp... and guys... i salute you all for being so patient with your girls.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9503288-2609794169915534179?l=adozenofwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Fizhhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12924810751018997650noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9503288.post-89137434076902452122009-06-13T01:44:00.003+08:002009-06-13T01:55:18.845+08:00have i said this before on this blog???<br />love is stupid...<br />and being in love make you stupid...<br />whatever you do when you are in love....<br />no matter how smart it might seems....<br />is utterly stupid when you wake up from a relationship and look at it....<br /><br />so so not ask me whether you are stupid for doing something in a relationship...<br />i am just going to tell you...<br />"yes you blood are...<br />but that what love is all about...."<br /><br />if you hate being stupid...<br />let me tell you this...<br />is part of the package...<br />so enjoy being stupid...<br />and never be fear to love and be stupid....<br /><br />it is only being stupid that make you fall in love completely...<br />and if you think you are smart when you are in love?<br />you are wrong...<br />unless you are not in love at all...<br />you dumb dumb~<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9503288-8913743407690245212?l=adozenofwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Fizhhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12924810751018997650noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9503288.post-69914516157225570212009-06-09T14:44:00.000+08:002009-06-09T14:46:41.655+08:00i am here posting on my blog because i need to update it....<br />and i m kinda lost and blur about my fyp...<br />which i am suppose to run a test and look at the graph....<br />but i have seriously no confidence in understding what the heck i am doing...<br />i tried reading the reading material my phd student gave me but....<br />i have no f-ing idea what it is toking about really.....<br />so here i am blogging and thinking....<br />what the f i am doing.....<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9503288-6991451615722557021?l=adozenofwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Fizhhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12924810751018997650noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9503288.post-56563343147493697422009-03-11T09:57:00.003+08:002009-03-11T10:06:14.979+08:00just wanna say i really missed all the friends that call me by my name...<br />i like that name a lot in fact...<br />much more than the name i am being known as by most now...<br /><br />sucky...<br />having CAs everyweek now...<br />feel like punching someone on the train today...<br />just headbutt him/her...<br />then slam him/ her on the ground and bash up his/ her face...<br />violent...<br />think i nid to go shopping soon...<br /><br />nid a break... nid to slp... nid to stone ard...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9503288-5656334314749369742?l=adozenofwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Fizhhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12924810751018997650noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9503288.post-21896974591963620972009-03-11T09:44:00.002+08:002009-03-11T09:57:21.711+08:00how many friends do you have?<br />one? two?<br />a dozen? two dozen?<br />a hundreds? two hundreds?<br />how closed are you with them?<br /><br />i love bumping into old friends...<br />especially those who can remember my name...<br />my true name...<br />it tells me that i am being remembered...<br />and this friend that i bumped into is mostly likely my close friend...<br />how many times do you bump into friends like that??<br /><br />i missed the good old days when friends can be trusted so much....<br />how many friends can you trust now?<br />how many of your friends are friends?<br />how many secret can you reveal to them?<br />how much you can trust them?<br /><br />i missed the good old days...<br />how many more days do i still have to bear?<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9503288-2189697459196362097?l=adozenofwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Fizhhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12924810751018997650noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9503288.post-89828277511908382042009-03-03T22:09:00.003+08:002009-03-03T23:37:02.661+08:00watched the movie again....<br />and the gloomy feeling wun go away...<br />is sad to see two lover who had been so in love in the beginning....<br />fell out of love in the end of the 2 years relationship...<br />and the saddest of all...<br />is that they both choose to erase each other off their memory...<br />but as joel goes through the process...<br />he is reminded once again all their happy time together...<br />and how much he actually love her....<br /><br />joel: i don't know<br />joel: you erase me. that's why i am here.<br />joel: that's why i'm doing this in the first place<br />clementine: i am sorry.<br />joel: you<br />clementine: you know me, i am impulsive.<br />joel (sigh): *pause and look at clementine<br />joel: that's what i love 'bout you<br /><br /><br />he tried to resist the process...<br />but his struggles failed eventually...<br /><br />clementine: this is it.<br />clementine: is going to be gone soon<br />joel: i know<br />clementine: what shall we do?<br />joel: enjoy it<br /><br />joel: it would be different... if we could just give it another go around.<br />clementine: remember me. try your best.<br />clementine: maybe we can.<br /><br />in the end nothing is saved....<br />even joel tried his best...<br />the only memory he had manage to keep is perhaps the last word she said...<br /><br />"meet me in Montauk~"<br /><br />is sets me thinking a lot about relationship....<br />that people got so used to their relationship that they get bored...<br />that people forget everything that is happy in their relationship...<br />that people only remember the bad things as times goes by...<br />and they start to hate each other, arguement, break ups....<br /><br />love someone, and never take it for granted.<br />love someone, and always remind yourself all the happy times you have.<br />love someone, and love everything about him or her, the good and the flaws.<br />love someone.. when they deserve your love much more.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9503288-8982827751190838204?l=adozenofwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Fizhhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12924810751018997650noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9503288.post-48842740274970507592009-01-04T01:31:00.002+08:002009-01-04T01:38:04.305+08:00how many friends do you have on your facebook?<br />how many friends do you have in your friendster?<br />how many email contacts do you have in your mails?<br />how many contact number you have in your phone book?<br />how many do you still contact?<br /><br />as we all grow older...<br />we drift further...<br />as we grow older...<br />more and more of us took a different turn at each junction of life we came across...<br />some of us might meet up on the same cross road again eventually...<br />while others just went further, never to be seen again...<br />we promised to have lunch...<br />but we just might end up drinking coffee with an empty seat...<br /><br />how many friends are we left with n the end?<br />how many can we trust?<br />did you contact your "friends" today?<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9503288-4884274027497050759?l=adozenofwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Fizhhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12924810751018997650noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9503288.post-75211253294511155602008-09-11T22:02:00.002+08:002008-09-11T22:11:04.462+08:00guitar. (not the electric one.)<br />boxing glove. (white... although i consider pink but i think white is better.)<br />nike pro ultimatum short sleeve tee. (safra card got discount 20 %.)<br />SE G900 Handphone. (dream on~~~)<br />Yun Nam Hair care voucher?<br />Topman Voucher?<br />NUM Voucher?<br /><br />a healthy ankle.(chop urs and give me.)<br /><br />anything you give. (even a msg and i will be damn happy coz u remember me.)<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9503288-7521125329451115560?l=adozenofwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Fizhhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12924810751018997650noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9503288.post-58737985743870552572008-09-10T00:10:00.002+08:002008-09-10T00:17:48.657+08:00do you always feel that there is someone inside you screaming to get out?<br />i do.<br />yet we are so confined by the society.<br />so forced to change by people's view.<br />so constricted by the rules.<br />so restrain by perspective.<br />trying to fit in.<br />trying to make spaces.<br />trying to be accepted.<br />trying to be seen.<br />can i shift myself out of it?<br />no.<br />i don't want to be seen as a freak.<br />i don't want to be rejected.<br />i<br />i<br />i don't want to be alone.<br /><br />get away from my world.<br />let me be myself.<br />where are my friends?<br />or am i only staring straight into a reflection.<br />but is not me that is looking back.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9503288-5873798574387055257?l=adozenofwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Fizhhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12924810751018997650noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9503288.post-83785824517420004312008-08-28T01:21:00.002+08:002008-08-28T01:30:00.347+08:00ever miss someone so much it hurts??<br />especially when you try to search for them but...<br />sometime, something you lost just can't be found...<br />my friend told me,"well, people move on."<br />reality is just so cruel...<br />as people you used to know so well moved on and leave you behind...<br /><br />ever being reminded that someone special is not there anymore??<br />how tough it is to find that someone....<br />in a world so big and vast...<br />the worst thing is...<br />you will always be reminded that you have lost this friend of yours.....<br />as the time of the year comes again...<br /><br />why do people moved on?<br />why is the world ever changing?<br />couldn't we just stay the same?<br />young, kind, naive, non-judgmental, loyal...<br />i guess human could never be that way...<br />as long as there are human around...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9503288-8378582451742000431?l=adozenofwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Fizhhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12924810751018997650noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9503288.post-71054863529996147872008-08-03T00:28:00.003+08:002008-08-03T00:33:02.122+08:00you know that feeling?<br />when you just feel like saying something but do not know how to express it?<br />when you are so filled by emotions but there is no people to talk to?<br />no words to describe it?<br />no songs for you to let it out?<br /><br />here's my advise...<br />go read up on the dictionary or newspaper to expand your vocabulary...<br />or listen to more songs...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9503288-7105486352999614787?l=adozenofwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Fizhhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12924810751018997650noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9503288.post-50191684683683893062008-08-02T00:34:00.003+08:002008-08-02T01:43:49.386+08:00Have you thought of your future lately?<br />Do you think you could earn enough to support a family?<br />could you get a job?<br /><br />why do people get together?<br />love?<br />or just someone to be with and to depend on?<br />what do you say of someone who split up because they want to get marry?<br />isn't it sad?<br />romance and love have to bend because life is just not that easy?<br />money, house, food... necessary?<br />or would you bend for love?<br /><br />love or bread?<br />are you making your choice?<br />take your pick....<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9503288-5019168468368389306?l=adozenofwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Fizhhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12924810751018997650noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9503288.post-64758019083260995412008-07-29T01:30:00.002+08:002008-07-29T01:39:31.570+08:00can i really trust people?<br />i cant even trust myself...<br />how could i ever put my heart and soul in someone's hand?<br /><br />there are too much lies in this world around me...<br />colleague who back- stabbed,<br />friends who talk bad,<br />lovers who betray,<br />couple who lies,<br />family who curse behind your back...<br /><br />who can i trust?<br />can i trust you?<br /><br />so sorry i always ask...<br />so sorry i always seems not believing in you...<br />i just don't know how...<br />especially when i am not around...<br /><br />i guess is just me...<br />doubt and fear and distrust and scare...<br />i am too fragile...<br />is just me...<br />i just can't stand firm...<br />having faith and trust...<br />i tried but i don't know how...<br />to put a 100 hearts in somebody's hand...<br /><br />forgive me will you?<br />is just me i guess...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9503288-6475801908326099541?l=adozenofwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Fizhhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12924810751018997650noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9503288.post-92103652489631461422008-06-04T01:53:00.002+08:002008-06-04T01:55:09.487+08:00u guys read the last story?<br />i am writing the 2nd part to it...<br />haha... i noe is very long ago... but i m quite stuck... give me some time k??<br />i promise it will be good...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9503288-9210365248963146142?l=adozenofwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Fizhhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12924810751018997650noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9503288.post-72797020812318534292008-04-21T02:16:00.002+08:002008-04-21T02:21:05.749+08:00finally i have clear out the problem with my blog after dragging it for like dunno how long....<br /><br />yes for those who really came on to my blog... the snow flake is back...<br /><br />hahaha... i love the snow flake coz they make the whole blog look sooo lonely and nice....<br /><br />updated a few of the blogs which change their add and deleted some which are not there anymore...<br /><br />so i nid to post a blog here 1st...<br /><br />before someone say i m "not updating blog"...<br /><br />is sort of "against my religion" to post anything not... so... trying to be artistic here...<br /><br />like normal day and stuff....<br /><br />in fact this post should be in my frenster blog...<br /><br />but o well... since i m still not in the mood to write anything that sound ambi and uncertain yet....<br /><br />might as well right?<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9503288-7279702081231853429?l=adozenofwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Fizhhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12924810751018997650noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9503288.post-26089221130405943712008-03-24T15:34:00.002+08:002008-03-24T15:40:20.243+08:00i guess i am too "stuck in the mud"....<br />the world change so much aroudn me that i really dunno how to breathe in it anymore....<br />is pretty scary....<br />when what you believe just crumble all of a sudden in front of you....<br />you know...<br />some people that you have always trusted?<br /><br />i guess i have not been growing up...<br />the world seems to change so much that i really dunno what to believe in anymore....<br />is very frightening....<br />when you just cant take whatever people said to be the truth....<br />you know....<br />some people that you have been stuck with?<br /><br />time change, people change, the world change....<br /><br />i think mine is starting to move a little....<br />in an effort to see more clearly...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9503288-2608922113040594371?l=adozenofwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Fizhhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12924810751018997650noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9503288.post-41557108714312551132008-01-11T00:14:00.000+08:002008-01-11T00:18:23.892+08:00miss and be missed?<br />how true is that?<br />did anyone miss me tonite?<br />under such starry starry night?<br />did anyone miss you tonite?<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9503288-4155710871431255113?l=adozenofwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Fizhhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12924810751018997650noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9503288.post-84422187947865332102007-12-27T16:36:00.000+08:002007-12-27T23:47:25.706+08:00i dun usually blog bout y life in this blog but this time i think is pretty much worth doing it... haha.<br /><br />anyway... i went clubbing (finally) with some frens frm ntu and their frens... and man it was bloody fun... coz i think i was damn drunk...<br /><br />we went zouk 1st.... in fact i went zouk 1st coz i tot is cheaper lik last time when u enter b4 9... end up is onli starts at 9 now... and u pay 25 to get into bth phuture and zouk... so when 10 30 comes and my fren-Praks and Farhan is here... the queue was bloody long and soon the tix to phuture and zouk sold out...and they nv get the tix so they wanna go somewhere else... i had no choice but to expand my 2 coupon of drinks by taking 2 tequila shots at one go and come out... anyway phuture was not really very pack and the crowd there was great...<br /><br />then we head down to dbl O.<br /><br />the drinks there is rather cheap... so ontop of the one complimentary drink we had each ( a vodka lime, something coke and yet another TEQUILA SHOTS) we ordered another round of TEQUILA SHOTS, 11 cups... so on top of the 2 i had in zouk which had not yet blown over... i had another 2 shots in there and a cup of vodka lime as well as a tiny whiny bit of lychee martini...<br /><br />danced for around an hour and is 3... so we head down to mos to continue our clubbing marathon... there we drank a jug of vodka orange... and we are really tired and drunk... but we still dance... only prob is tt the crowd there really aint so good... mostly the older group of people... and we dance till 4+, 5 till lights on...<br /><br />in short... is fun but is crazy...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9503288-8442218794786533210?l=adozenofwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Fizhhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12924810751018997650noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9503288.post-74602883447607254242007-12-20T01:23:00.000+08:002007-12-20T01:35:58.652+08:00the world is such an ugly place...<br />they always said god made human to rule the other creations of his....<br />why then do human sucks so much...<br />lies, greeds, pains, jealousy, desire....<br />why do human are created with so much flaw in them?<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9503288-7460288344760725424?l=adozenofwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Fizhhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12924810751018997650noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9503288.post-27973808339708689072007-11-26T21:43:00.000+08:002007-11-26T21:54:50.359+08:00my recent encounter with two extreme cases had made me wonder a lot....<br /><br />first friend...<br />he had a girlfriend, but not for long before they parted...<br />he happened to look at her blog...<br />and when something happens to her...<br />he will leave a message to console her...<br />when something happy comes to her life...<br />he congrats her and told her he is glad...<br />the girl, however, took it as an act of stalker...<br />starts to tell everyone they knew he is stalking her...<br />threaten to report to the authorities...<br />in the end...<br />the guy got pissed off...<br />they argue on blogs...<br />no longer caring for each other even as friends...<br />isn't it a pity?<br /><br />the second friend...<br />she had a short relationship with this guy...<br />and broke off because both are just too young to handle relationships properly...<br />now that they are friend...<br />talked to each other onine, meet up once in a while...<br />embark on different relationship...<br />but as the guy break off and get attached...<br />she feels sores and loneliness somewhere deeper inside....<br />is she being selfish?<br /><br />loving the past?<br />or hating the past?<br />which is better?<br />which hurts more?<br />will they get to the future?<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9503288-2797380833970868907?l=adozenofwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Fizhhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12924810751018997650noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9503288.post-45891719305163618802007-11-15T13:09:00.000+08:002007-11-15T13:14:52.644+08:00Is makes me feel lonely sometime...<br />when i look at all those friends- networking account i have....<br />friendster 227 friends...<br />face book 92 friends...<br />and multiply and whatsoever....<br />so many friends that i have....<br />but how many truely know me?<br />how many truely talks to me in depth?<br />how many could i approach and chat with when i need them?<br /><br />how many... of them are true friends that i know?<br /><br />am I alone at the end of the days?<br />i have no idea...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9503288-4589171930516361880?l=adozenofwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Fizhhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12924810751018997650noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9503288.post-16948010248532364052007-11-11T23:59:00.000+08:002007-11-12T00:04:18.018+08:00is a stressful period...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9503288-1694801024853236405?l=adozenofwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Fizhhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12924810751018997650noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9503288.post-19685087720444207482007-10-06T00:50:00.000+08:002007-10-06T00:52:52.108+08:00i m tired...<br />i m very very tired...<br />but tomorrow sun will rise again...<br />and i will still be standing somewhere...<br />is not my time yet i know....<br />but i m just asking for a break u know...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9503288-1968508772044420748?l=adozenofwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Fizhhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12924810751018997650noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9503288.post-70172493896930224132007-10-06T00:29:00.000+08:002007-10-06T00:50:24.862+08:00it was just yesterday we sat together having tea...<br />yet today it was me serving you your dinner...<br />how cruel can reality be...<br />as we all grown up to be in the society...<br /><br />we might have been friends for the past few days...<br />yet turn foes as the sun rises for tomorrow...<br />as dreams were weave with friends at meals...<br />you stumped on mine like it will never be real....<br /><br />how cruel life can be...<br />how cruel reality can be....<br />how cruel human can really be...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9503288-7017249389693022413?l=adozenofwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Fizhhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12924810751018997650noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9503288.post-23716302296210132982007-04-28T17:13:00.001+08:002007-04-28T17:13:54.525+08:00找<br /><br />我在人群中尋尋覓覓﹐ 只望能找著那熟悉的身影。<br />我在朦朧中看到了你﹐ 並將你迅速擁入懷里。<br />誰料﹐美麗的玫瑰卻隱藏著無數的長刺﹐<br />將仍在夢中的我刺得遍 體遴傷。<br /><br />*鮮血直流的我雖不想放手﹐ 卻無力再挽流。<br />無奈﹐只有看著懷中的你 漸漸消失于人海中。<br />咆哮﹑ 流淚﹐ 卻無力挽回。<br />憤怒﹑ 痴狂﹐也只能空望。<br />再爬起直追﹐ 你已成為人海中的一部分。*<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />至今﹐我仍在找。。。<br />找。。。<br />找。。。<br />找那不曾流過血 ﹐ 傷過心的自己。。。<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9503288-2371630229621013298?l=adozenofwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Fizhhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12924810751018997650noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9503288.post-19582798197466738502007-04-04T00:38:00.000+08:002007-04-04T00:41:16.978+08:00who is crazy?<br />and who is not?<br /><br />am i?<br />are you?<br />is she?<br />or is he?<br /><br />how do we consider sane?<br />clear mind?<br />knows what he is doing/thinking?<br />able to control himself/herself?<br /><br />how sane are we?<br />how insane we are?<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9503288-1958279819746673850?l=adozenofwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Fizhhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12924810751018997650noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9503288.post-36325728276813872912007-03-02T09:18:00.000+08:002007-03-02T09:24:22.472+08:00is money the root of our stressful life or the route to happiness?<br />as we grow up to be adult and walks in the society...<br />what have we gain and what have we lost?<br /><br />what is happiness?<br /><br />to be with someone you love?<br />to earn more money and have a light workload?<br />to be healthy and carefree in life?<br /><br />what is happening as we grow up?<br /><br />when we were young we are happy because friends are there for us...<br />when we were older we are happy because we have a stable income and a partner to be with...<br />when we were old... what is left?<br />health?<br />money?<br /><br />where is the happiness?<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9503288-3632572827681387291?l=adozenofwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Fizhhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12924810751018997650noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9503288.post-5980549112119272742007-02-18T22:02:00.000+08:002007-02-18T22:08:25.031+08:00have you ever feel that way?<br />when your heart is being emptied by somthing all the way...<br />as if someone took a spoon and scooped it clean....<br />as if someone pull the plug that drains your heart empty...<br /><br />i have nothing else to say...<br />for its too empty...<br />too hollow for me to speak...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9503288-598054911211927274?l=adozenofwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Fizhhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12924810751018997650noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9503288.post-47135167249690754942007-01-22T23:21:00.000+08:002007-01-23T01:23:39.588+08:00雨<br /><br />雨﹐綿綿不斷的落下。<br /><br />街上的人們不知是否太過於忙碌﹐在這大雨天依舊馬不停蹄的擦身而過。<br />剛從感冒中康復的我﹐卻無可奈何地停步於屋檐之下。<br />在同個避雨亭的另一處﹐有一名穿著朴素的女子﹐焦急的等待著雨勢變小。<br />突然﹐一名大約同齡的男子拿著傘走過﹐跟那女子小說數句後﹐便撐起傘一同離去。<br />看著他們逐漸遠去的背影﹐ 我漸漸回憶起過去的一些雨天。。。<br /><br />雨﹐不停地下。<br /><br />“等雨停嗎?”<br />等得出神了的我﹐被一把清恬的聲音帶回到現實世界中。我抬起頭﹐朝聲音的主人望去.<br />“要雨傘嗎?”<br />我愣了愣﹐眼前是一張不算熟悉的臉。<br />“你是四班的吧? 我是二班的鈅銀。”<br />我一時間無法作出反應﹐只微微張著嘴。<br />或許有一點遜﹐不過也許就是這樣的反應﹐讓之後的事情能得以發展。<br />“走吧﹐要遲到了。”<br />這時﹐遲頓的我才醒了過來﹐走入她不大的雨傘下。<br />她吃力的把傘撐高了些﹐讓稍高的我躲到傘下。<br />就在這樣零距離﹐我們一起過了馬路﹐走到了校內。<br />這﹐是五年﹐三個月又七小時前﹐第一次的相遇。<br /><br />雨仍然在下著。<br /><br />“你怎麼又沒帶雨傘?”<br />這責備已經聽見很多次了﹐每每都讓我感到一絲的甜蜜。<br />這樣的不期而遇已經不曉得是第幾次了。<br />我以尷尬的笑容代替了回答。<br />你依然替我撐開了傘﹐不過不知何時換了我來為你撐傘。<br />在雨季來臨時﹐我最愛這一小段路﹐因為它佈滿了我們交錯的腳印。<br />一起走進了校園﹐她把雨傘收了。<br />“明天下雨的話再見吧。”<br />“哦。”<br />我緊緊地抓住了我的書包﹐把藏在里面的雨傘捏得變了型。<br />我以為一切都不會改變。<br /><br />雨越下越大。<br /><br />我的記憶中﹐那是唯一的晴天。<br />沒由地﹐我又停在校園對街的組屋下等她。<br />等到的﹐卻不只是她而已。<br />我趁她還沒看到我前躲到了身旁的柱子後。<br />她走到了馬路前﹐卻突然回過頭﹐像是在尋找我的身影。<br />那一霎﹐我以為我看到了希望。<br />綠燈﹐她伴著別人過了馬路。<br />我的心亦在同時亮起了紅燈。<br /><br />雨沒停。<br />愛卻停了。<br /><br />“有多久沒見到她了?”<br />明知故問的我裝著不記得。<br />“要雨傘嗎?”<br />熟悉的聲音讓我愣了一愣。<br />我回過了頭﹐看到了她。<br />“先生﹐你要過對街嗎? 要一起嗎?”<br />一臉的熱心和過去沒有分別。<br />變的﹐是人的記憶。<br />我禮貌的笑了笑﹐搖搖首回絕了她的好意。<br />她也禮貌性的笑了笑﹐離開了。<br /><br />雨﹐或許在我心中﹐才真的停了。<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9503288-4713516724969075494?l=adozenofwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Fizhhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12924810751018997650noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9503288.post-39354867108079966602006-11-20T19:25:00.000+08:002006-11-20T19:35:56.140+08:00<strong>"si nian shi yi jiong hen xun de dong xi..."-- faye wong...<br /><br />"missing" is something/ feeling that is really deep...<br />it just happen to people so naturally...<br />when something once there is gone...<br />when you are just to fond of something...<br />when you do not see it for a moment...<br /><br />i think the most fortunate and the worst way of missing someone is when they are beside you and you still missed them as much as they missed you...<br />how can it be both fortunate and worst at the same time?<br />well...<br />it would truely be fortunate if both of you know that the other party miss you just as much...<br />but it would be real bad if both of you missed each other but dare not speak out...<br />so if you missed someone... say it out..<br />or hint it if you are afraid...<br />he/ she might missed you just as much...<br />but then again...<br />if its really impossible...<br />do not feel too bad...<br />is still a fortune to have someone to miss...<br />then to missed missing someone isn't it?<br />if you understand what I am talking about.... :)</strong><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9503288-3935486710807996660?l=adozenofwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Fizhhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12924810751018997650noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9503288.post-44925801056199267312006-10-24T00:58:00.000+08:002006-10-24T01:11:29.171+08:00as promised...<br />let me tell you guys...<br />it doesn't mean one cant be lonely with a group of people talking to you...<br />the feeling of loneliness comes because one cannot communicate with others emotionally...<br />or in simple term...<br />no one really undestands you in depth...<br />or even if they do...<br />they cannot see it in your point of view...<br />in that case... you still stands alone...<br />alone in this world facing other ideas from other people...<br /><br />hence if we are with a group of people...<br />and all we talk is nothing in depth emotionally but only jokes and funny stuffs...<br />we are still lonely as a individual...<br />even if we are in a group...<br /><br />so in any cases if you see post about loneliness here...<br />it does not means that i am not ok with my girlfriend or friends...<br />but just that i did not communicate emotionally with others that moment when i post this up...<br />thats all this post means...<br />that's all...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9503288-4492580105619926731?l=adozenofwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Fizhhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12924810751018997650noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9503288.post-66898276720254007362006-10-17T09:07:00.000+08:002006-10-17T09:13:24.933+08:00people always say love is like choclate...<br />with the only reasoning that it is very sweet...<br />just like love...<br /><br />for me...<br />i think love is more like dark chocolate....<br />you have to learn how to eat it in order to taste its sweetness...<br />if not is just purely bitter for some...<br />when you learned how to appreciate it...<br />you would get hook on it...<br />but when you eat too much at one go...<br />it get really yucky and filling...<br />if you heat it up...<br />it get all sticky...<br />but if you put it into a freezer...<br />it gets so hard and cold...<br />just like love, if you know what i mean...<br />just like love....<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9503288-6689827672025400736?l=adozenofwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Fizhhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12924810751018997650noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9503288.post-3958990137306047642006-10-09T13:40:00.000+08:002006-10-09T13:42:51.489+08:00really...<br />as people grow older....<br />new friends make ain't really close anymore...<br />as a result...<br />old friends are gone...<br />and new friends dun stay...<br />people became more and more lonely...<br />and as time pass...<br />people became numb...<br />and finally...<br />they stay alone, aloof and refuse to be disturbed...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9503288-395899013730604764?l=adozenofwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Fizhhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12924810751018997650noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9503288.post-57529117007887282862006-10-07T00:01:00.000+08:002006-10-07T01:13:35.314+08:00what have we lost???<br /><br />as years rush by and people came and go during the little period of our existence...<br /><br />as we grew older...<br /><br />we became... indifferent to things...<br /><br />i saw kids playing with candles and firework today...<br /><br />and i realise i breath harder as i passby them...<br /><br />like i was trying to suck in their joy in playing with fire...<br /><br />like i try to get hold of something i once have...<br /><br />then i know...<br /><br />i was no longer be able to feel festival...<br /><br />as i lived and grew...<br /><br />i became numb... indifferent...<br /><br />and ...<br /><br />everyday is just another day...<br /><br />am i lost???<br /><br />am i happy??<br /><br />where am i?<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9503288-5752911700788728286?l=adozenofwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Fizhhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12924810751018997650noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9503288.post-1157645479979951572006-09-08T00:04:00.000+08:002006-09-08T00:11:19.990+08:00ever thought of tomorrow?<br />planned for the future?<br />did you achieve what you want?<br />or are you still struggling hard to make a living?<br /><br />look at what you plan....<br />is it realistic?<br />is it too harsh for yourself?<br />are you working hard enough?<br />did you only dream and not doing anything?<br /><br />if you haven't reach a thing...<br />please....<br />look at your goals again...<br />plan yourself step by step...<br />and finally bring yourself to move and do something to take yourself nearer to your goals...<br />please...<br />don't just live and regret...<br />and think your life is a blank piece of paper...<br />sometimes...<br />is just because you choose not too...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9503288-115764547997995157?l=adozenofwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Fizhhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12924810751018997650noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9503288.post-1155474329570286582006-08-13T20:59:00.000+08:002006-08-13T21:05:29.596+08:00recently a lot of people around me asking me, " tough job?"<br />my reply is, " Nope..."<br />because life is, on itself, tough enough...<br />and hence everything we do is, by comparison, easy...<br />living is tough...<br />maintaining relationship is tough...<br />working is tough...<br />thinking is tough...<br />what isn't?<br />so everything is easy...<br />because being a human is so tough....<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9503288-115547432957028658?l=adozenofwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Fizhhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12924810751018997650noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9503288.post-1155136661333027722006-08-09T23:00:00.000+08:002006-08-09T23:17:45.576+08:00how do you know when you are in love?<br />it is when some one left a hole in your heart.<br />and the princess left a carter in my heart.--- moon princess<br /><br />seeing you make my eyes feel sweet, thats love i guess.--- from a book cover i saw in kino.<br /><br />which month were you born in? later than mine? which means i have waited for you in this world for ? months, and you were born in the world with me... how lucky you are.--- movie, "crying out love in the centre of the world"<br /><br />mommy, mommy!--- movie, "be with you"<br /><br />family first.--- movie, "click"<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9503288-115513666133302772?l=adozenofwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Fizhhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12924810751018997650noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9503288.post-1152282425119649772006-07-07T22:18:00.000+08:002006-07-07T22:27:05.143+08:00one of the worst thing human face is loneliness...<br />no matter you are rich, poor...<br />smart, stupid...<br />cute, disgusting....<br />outgoing, shy...<br />single, attached, married...<br />that are bound to be times that human are lonely....<br />and when the wave of loneliness hit you...<br />you would feel tired, moody, sad....<br />but as you get used to the sense of loneliness...<br />you will get past it...<br />and you will feel calm...<br />peace...<br />and quietness...<br />take sometime to be alone...<br />and enjoy your surrounding...<br />and bring back up memories...<br />be it happy or sad...<br />and enjoy being lonely...<br /><br />"why do human feel lonely?<br />it's because there was once something that stays with you, and then one day it just gone."<br />--vampire king, a date with a vampire.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9503288-115228242511964977?l=adozenofwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Fizhhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12924810751018997650noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9503288.post-1147884847759877172006-05-18T00:12:00.001+08:002006-05-18T00:54:07.773+08:00have u keep a bird in a cage since its birth?<br />a very small cage?<br />then u teach it how to drink?<br />how to eat?<br />how to sing beautifully?<br />n make it look real pretty?<br /><br />what if one day it wish to fly like other birds?<br />soar in the sky, serenate the clouds?<br />u think it could?<br /><br />sometimes...<br />we tried too hard to look good...<br />to be prim and proper...<br />to be nice and kind...<br />so that people see you and will think...<br />"what a good person he/she is! i wish i am just like him/her!"<br /><br />when actually you wish you could be evil..<br />to smoke...<br />to drink...<br />to have fun with different people different day...<br />to get the attention of all...<br />to enjoy your desire...<br /><br />but you realise...<br />you are just like this pretty bird kept in this real small cage...<br />you forgot how to fly...<br />you forgot the strength to get you flying...<br /><br />and regret...<br />as life passed by....<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9503288-114788484775987717?l=adozenofwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Fizhhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12924810751018997650noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9503288.post-1143747530273584922006-03-31T03:13:00.000+08:002006-03-31T03:40:58.290+08:00<strong>are you falling in love?<br />is your heart beat maintaining the speed of 180 beats/ min when you see him/ she?<br />do you feel exicted just to see him/ she wave at you?<br />does everything he/she says sounds interesting?<br />will it kill you (due to cardio arrest) just talking to him/ her?<br />do you hyperventilate when he/ she walk past and smile at you?<br />do you do whatever he/she ask you to help him/her with?<br />do you call him/her every night because you miss him so much like you drop something?<br /><br />do you have to guess what he/she think/feels about you?<br /><br /><br />are you in a relationship?<br />is your pulse rate normal when you see him/her?<br />do you hug him/ her everytime he/ she waves at you?<br />do you even notice he/ she is talking?<br />will it kill you sometime (just purely due to anger) for you to talk to him/ her?<br />do you hyperventilate, or rather, boils when he/ she walk past some opposite sex and smile at them?<br />do you make him/her do whatever you want them to do?<br />do you call him/her because you can't live without calling him/her? (he/she might jus murder you)<br /><br />do you have to guess whether he/ she really loves you?<br /><br />and at the end...<br />just to find out that:<br /><br />you only feel a simple happiness in the air when you see/stand near him/her<br />you hug him/her no matter when it is<br />you feel so guilty missing out what he/she told/trying to tell you<br />you would rather talk to him/ her until he/she reply you when he/ she got angry<br />you would like to make him/her hyperventilate by kissing him/her<br />you will do whatever he/she ask you to help, and do everything else he/ she never ask you to help<br />you call her because you really miss her presence, and not b'coz he/ she will kill you<br /><br />and most of all,<br />you really really love her<br />and you know he/she feels the same about you.</strong><br /><br /><em><strong><span style="font-size:85%;">there are always bad time in a when two person comes together.</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-size:85%;">the different between love and relationship is: relationship last, love alone always crumble fast.</span></strong></em><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9503288-114374753027358492?l=adozenofwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Fizhhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12924810751018997650noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9503288.post-1143456280551376252006-03-27T18:36:00.001+08:002006-03-27T18:44:40.566+08:00<span style="font-family:times new roman;">i am sorry...</span><br /><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;">to all those i have hurt un-intentionally...</span><br /><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;">i might be arrogrant...</span><br /><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;">i might get frustrated...</span><br /><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;">i might get sarcastic...</span><br /><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;">i might be irritating...</span><br /><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;">i might over reacted..</span><br /><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;">i might be acting smart...</span><br /><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;">i might have done something that stink...</span><br /><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;">but really...</span><br /><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;">i have your interest at heart also...</span><br /><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;">if you are really my friend...</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9503288-114345628055137625?l=adozenofwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Fizhhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12924810751018997650noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9503288.post-1142572844800123212006-03-17T12:33:00.001+08:002006-03-17T13:20:44.800+08:001. some of your favourite actor/actress in your younger days had passes away.<br />2. a lot of "stars" that appear on television are people you don't know.<br />3. a lot of songs played in the radio doesn't suit your taste.<br />4. most of 2. and 3. are very popular or appear in the entertainment section of the papers very often.<br />5. only 3 or 4 of your friends turn up for most of the gathering you went to<br />6. most of the others who went to the gathering are the spouse of your friends.<br />7. most of the gathering ends up to be a chit chat section at some restaurants.<br />8. a lot of name is in your phone list, but only a few or none of them are people you really want to talk to.<br />9. you ain't reading the entertainment section of the paper anymore/ very seldom.<br />10. worst of all, you are always flipping to the obituaries page to check for people you know.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9503288-114257284480012321?l=adozenofwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Fizhhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12924810751018997650noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9503288.post-1141440377533568382006-03-04T10:39:00.000+08:002006-03-04T10:46:17.550+08:00finally everything come to a close...<br />2 years 4 months..<br />blood and tears shed..<br />laughters and screams...<br />happiness and bitterness...<br />everything...<br />as we move on to a new chapter of life...<br />memories will be kept...<br />be it happy or shag...<br />sad?<br />maybe...<br />not because of can't bear to let go...<br />be to move on furthuer...<br />what's ahead of us?<br />what's waiting in the dark?<br />can we survive?<br /><br />we will...<br /><br />for everything...<br />will come to an end when time comes...<br />and we will live on...<br />till the very, very last breath...<br />we will...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9503288-114144037753356838?l=adozenofwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Fizhhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12924810751018997650noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9503288.post-1138688344245857422006-01-31T14:17:00.001+08:002006-01-31T14:19:04.260+08:00i m flying off to thailand for training... on the 3rd<br />... so dun msg me unless u wanna pay an extra charge.... :)<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9503288-113868834424585742?l=adozenofwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Fizhhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12924810751018997650noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9503288.post-1138688340378324342006-01-31T14:17:00.000+08:002006-02-03T00:54:49.556+08:00bye guys....<br />happy new year to all reading...<br />inside the airport now...<br />will be flying off in another hours time...<br />i think i'll luv sg even more when i m back...<br />i'll be back soon...<br />hope i will bring back some nice photo...<br />i hope...<br />:P<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9503288-113868834037832434?l=adozenofwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Fizhhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12924810751018997650noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9503288.post-1135257875541285772005-12-22T21:20:00.000+08:002005-12-22T21:24:35.543+08:00how can forever love be attain?<br />maybe...<br />only when it is lost at the peak of the relationship...<br />then we'll remember how lovely it was...<br />and stay in love with each other forever...<br />even if we don't stay together forever...<br />and be forever love/ loved...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9503288-113525787554128577?l=adozenofwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Fizhhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12924810751018997650noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9503288.post-1133137327145780952005-11-28T08:20:00.000+08:002005-11-28T08:22:07.156+08:00maybe i should learn to see...<br />that happily ever after does not exist...<br />even if you strive hard to achieve...<br />one could only stay till you ceased to breathe...<br />is that love?<br />or just for accompany?<br />is that responsibility?<br />or just another thing done by the society?<br />maybe is love in the beginning...<br />but what's happening when is ending??<br />is it still love?<br />or is it just a habit?<br />how long can one love?<br />how long can two stay together?<br />how long can three remember?<br />how long can four be friends?<br />...<br />....<br />maybe...<br />maybe...<br />i dunno anymore...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9503288-113313732714578095?l=adozenofwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Fizhhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12924810751018997650noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9503288.post-1132821557017628862005-11-24T16:29:00.000+08:002005-11-24T16:39:17.030+08:00this another story i have read...<br />is much more simplier...<br />is only about 1 boy and 1 girl...<br />is a very simple story with a simple plot...<br />it starts a boy meeting a girl...<br />then they become friends...<br />and the boy go after the girl...<br />and they got together after a while...<br />is suppose to be happily ever after...<br />and they really treasure each other a lot...<br />then 1 day...<br />the boy feels tired of giving out all his love...<br />and he decided he needs a break...<br /><br />when people got tired...<br />they sleep and recharge...<br />when people are tired of work...<br />they stop and go for some fun...<br />when people are tired of fun...<br />they start working again...<br />when people are tired of their life...<br />they change their lifestyle to make it interesting...<br />but what if people are tired of loving?<br />can they just take a break like that?<br />will it affect the relationship badly?<br />or could they get to recharge and move on?<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9503288-113282155701762886?l=adozenofwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Fizhhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12924810751018997650noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9503288.post-1132148314570540772005-11-16T21:19:00.000+08:002005-11-16T21:38:34.586+08:00i have just read a very very messy story...<br />a story of 2 boys and 2 girls...<br />is a mess..<br />why do people get themselves into such a mess?<br />a relationship...<br />shouldn't it be just 1 guy and 1 girl?<br />unable to let go...<br />was it because one have spend to much effort in holding it back?<br />or could it be that they just unwilling to accept the fact?<br />why make things so ugly...<br />when one can have all the good memories originally...<br />when one can still be friends with each other...<br />why are people so stubborn??<br />let go...<br />relax...<br />the world may seems nicer tomorrow...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9503288-113214831457054077?l=adozenofwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Fizhhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12924810751018997650noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9503288.post-1131203508591731162005-11-05T22:29:00.000+08:002005-11-05T23:13:58.400+08:00<span style="font-family:times new roman;">it seems to me that we are living in illusions...</span><br /><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;">and that everything in this world just doesn't exist...</span><br /><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;">life...</span><br /><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;">friends...</span><br /><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;">money...</span><br /><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;">relationship...</span><br /><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;">everything...</span><br /><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;">when is time to go...</span><br /><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;">you can't make it stay...</span><br /><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;">people passed away...</span><br /><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;">yet everything in the world remains the same...</span><br /><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;">we live on the same way...</span><br /><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;">even though it feels almost guilty to do so...</span><br /><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;">friends we meets laugh and talks together...</span><br /><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;">and as time passes we'll part...</span><br /><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;">and we promise to remain the same...</span><br /><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;">but who will as time goes by...</span><br /><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;">as the busy life push us further away...</span><br /><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;">money comes and goes...</span><br /><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;">you earn some...</span><br /><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;">you spend some...</span><br /><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;">yet there is no end to our desire...</span><br /><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;">and we just want to earn even more than we need...</span><br /><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;">to pay for all those we desire for...</span><br /><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;">when do we stop?</span><br /><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;">relationship that we spend time building...</span><br /><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;">can be just destory throughout a day...</span><br /><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;">a bit of dishonesty...</span><br /><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;">a bit of distrust...</span><br /><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;">a bit of harsh words...</span><br /><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;">a bit of taking for granted...</span><br /><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;">is all that needs to collapse a prefect relationship...</span><br /><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;">and kill the prince and princess living within....</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;">why?</span><br /><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;">why do we live on then?</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;">is only because life learns not to let go...</span><br /><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;">and be free from desire...</span><br /><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;">and be free from hatred...</span><br /><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;">leaving behind only peace...</span><br /><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;">and fill life only with peace...</span><br /><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9503288-113120350859173116?l=adozenofwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Fizhhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12924810751018997650noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9503288.post-1130419126738935942005-10-27T21:07:00.000+08:002005-10-27T21:18:46.766+08:00<span style="font-size:100%;">people always say...</span><br /><span style="font-size:100%;">things in the past are usually the most beautiful...</span><br /><span style="font-size:100%;">have u ever wonder why?</span><br /><span style="font-size:100%;">a game one play in their childhood...</span><br /><span style="font-size:100%;">a song we all listen from young...</span><br /><span style="font-size:100%;">a photo of our young days...</span><br /><span style="font-size:100%;">a relationship that have been buried for long...</span><br /><span style="font-size:100%;">isn't it nice to recall what you have done so far?</span><br /><span style="font-size:100%;">to remember how stupid we can be?</span><br /><span style="font-size:100%;">and shed tears...</span><br /><span style="font-size:100%;">for what we lost on our path till now...</span><br /><span style="font-size:100%;">then smile...</span><br /><span style="font-size:100%;">for whatever happy moment we have experienced?</span><br /><span style="font-size:100%;">if something is gone...</span><br /><span style="font-size:100%;">let it go...</span><br /><span style="font-size:100%;">it doesn not belong to you...</span><br /><span style="font-size:100%;">and it might be more beautiful to stay inside your memory...</span><br /><span style="font-size:100%;">rather than holding on...</span><br /><span style="font-size:100%;">and tarnish the memory shared...</span><br /><span style="font-size:100%;">leave it there...</span><br /><span style="font-size:100%;">and look back a few years later...</span><br /><span style="font-size:100%;">then..</span><br /><span style="font-size:100%;">smile...</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9503288-113041912673893594?l=adozenofwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Fizhhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12924810751018997650noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9503288.post-1128781386560865902005-10-08T22:17:00.000+08:002005-10-08T22:23:06.576+08:00hey bros!<br />i am finally back on to the land of singapore after 18 days of tough training...<br />and to those who show concern to me... thanx...<br />i m only down with a fever and minor food poisoning...<br />other than that i am perfectly fine...<br />this trip have taught me quite a lot of things...<br />like to cherish things and people around you...<br />how nice singapore food is...<br />and the warmth that home can provide you...<br />hehe...<br />got quite a lot of stories to tell about my trip...<br />so...<br />till the time we meet up then i tell you guys more k?<br />thanx again for those who cares...<br />hope to see you guys soon.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9503288-112878138656086590?l=adozenofwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Fizhhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12924810751018997650noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9503288.post-1127220744734246942005-09-20T20:44:00.000+08:002005-09-20T20:52:24.743+08:00haiz...<br />i m flying off to brunei for training for the next 3 week...<br />how sad it is for me to leave this place...<br />to all those who are rich and have nothing to do....<br />u are free to message me...<br />'cause i am bringing my phone along...<br />and i got roaming...<br />so i can still message and call...<br />wish me luck pal...<br />for those who would like to see me back...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9503288-112722074473424694?l=adozenofwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Fizhhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12924810751018997650noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9503288.post-1126514358916354992005-09-12T16:22:00.000+08:002005-09-12T16:40:28.296+08:00how does "love" taste to you?<br />does it taste so sweet like a can of lemon barley with extra sugar?<br />does it taste as sour as the mixture of lemon and lime juice?<br />does it taste like bitter gourd when you can't get near him/ her?<br />or is it as hot and spicy as it can be?<br /><br />me?<br /><br />i like love that taste like a cup of hot lemon tea that warms the heart...<br />and full of sweet memories of the two person...<br />with a little sour taste of jealousy that bring out he sweetness even more...<br />then after you swallow it..<br />leaving a slight bitter taste of fragrance tea...<br />yet you would want to continue drinking it...<br />just to taste the sweetness in it again...<br /><br />see?<br /><br />thats how love should be...<br />bitter...<br />sour...<br />fragrant...<br />and sweet...<br /><br />have you drink love today?<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9503288-112651435891635499?l=adozenofwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Fizhhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12924810751018997650noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9503288.post-1125571604798751402005-09-01T18:39:00.000+08:002005-09-01T18:46:44.800+08:00k...<br />i was suppose to be really upset and moody after arguing with my mom the second time in the past 30 days....<br />but after i check around one of my friendster account....<br />i felt so much better....<br />ha~<br />sorry if you think i am idotic and evil or even downright disgusting but i really feel like telling everyone that i feel happy...<br />for the two most irritating people in my life have broke up...<br />though i really don't know when did that happened but i think i would really love to celebrate...<br />haha~<br />sorry...<br />but i am really so damn happy after finding that out...<br />and if you think i hate them...<br />you guys are so wrong...<br />they just happened to irritate the shit out of me and i feel real happy...<br />hahaha~<br />maybe i am just going nuts...<br />for being so evil...<br />forgive me...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9503288-112557160479875140?l=adozenofwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Fizhhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12924810751018997650noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9503288.post-1124373249273584982005-08-18T21:43:00.000+08:002005-09-01T18:37:31.600+08:00<span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:times new roman;">weather can affect people in a lot of ways....</span><br /><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;">like sunny days make people feel happy...</span><br /><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;">cloudy days make people feel gloomy...</span><br /><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;">and rainy day make people feel sad...</span><br /><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;">like today...</span><br /><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;">drizzling non stop till afternoon around the area where i was...</span><br /><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;">droplets of rain splashed onto my face after hitting the ground and rebounce up...</span><br /><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;">and it has a sort of calmming effect on me...</span><br /><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;">the silence around except the splashing sound of rain on hitting the tar floor...</span><br /><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;">and with the sun hiding behind the thin layers of cloud make the world look a little grey...</span><br /><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;">peaceful...</span><br /><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;">yet the past came flowing into the mind...</span><br /><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;">all the happiness...</span><br /><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;">all the fun...</span><br /><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;">all the youthful days...</span><br /><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;">all the laughter...</span><br /><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;">all the pain...</span><br /><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;">all the regrets...</span><br /><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;">and slowly as the rain stop...</span><br /><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;">all the feeling seems to be washed off...</span><br /><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;">drain away...</span><br /><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;">leaving nothing behind...</span><br /><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;">except me on the ground like a blank piece of paper...</span><br /><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;">clean...</span><br /><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;">clear...</span><br /><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;">and emotionless...</span></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9503288-112437324927358498?l=adozenofwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Fizhhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12924810751018997650noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9503288.post-1124235553998366512005-08-17T07:29:00.000+08:002005-08-17T07:39:14.003+08:00a lot of people said my writing is too abstract...<br />but this is just what i like...<br />a bit of sadness...<br />a bit of pain...<br />a bit of hope...<br />a bit of love...<br />then purge deep down into darkness again...<br />this is my blog...<br />and this is my post..<br />so this is what i am.<br />the 50th post since i started this blog...<br />so happy...<br />yet at the same time...<br />memories of the past flows back into my mind...<br />for the reason i started this blog is right in the beginning...<br />a thought that lead me to an idea...<br />and the start of a never ending blog...<br />thanks for all those who leave me message and tell me they like it here...<br />thanks for all those who critize my language...<br />and thanks for all those people who gave me all the ideas to write...<br />all those who hurt me...<br />all those who stay by my side..<br />thank you.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9503288-112423555399836651?l=adozenofwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Fizhhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12924810751018997650noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9503288.post-1123428449728064272005-08-07T23:12:00.000+08:002005-08-07T23:27:29.733+08:00i have to bitch about this.<br />can't people just treat us like fellow humans?<br />we set the place for them.<br />yet we got shitty food, rain and shine and rude attitude.<br />how could they do that?!<br />because we are suppose to work for you idiots?<br />carry all the barriers, do all the shows?<br />some scream at us to get out of their place.<br />some chided us as we tell them to shift in to give others some space to sit.<br />i can't believe this.<br />we did our job, and we can't get the treatment we deserve.<br />what is the world coming to?<br />what is some singaporeans becoming?<br />rude people.. your mouth deserve to rot.<br />may your son get worse treatment then us when their times comes.<br />grrrrr~<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9503288-112342844972806427?l=adozenofwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Fizhhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12924810751018997650noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9503288.post-1122561882849453722005-07-28T22:30:00.000+08:002005-07-28T22:44:42.856+08:00i revert a status between one of my friend today.<br />i change it from father-daughter relation to friend-friend relation.<br />i thought of the past today.<br />i wish i could go back to that time.<br />i try to change myself today.<br />i went for half an hour of gym session,a run and i try not to bully someone.<br /><br />what did you do today?<br />have you try to use it to achieve something?<br />or did you just waste it and do nothing?<br />did you stare in the blank and think of something?<br />think of your life and what you have done in the past?<br />did you regret about what you have done?<br /><br />today.<br />there is only one today in your life.<br />there is only one today in everyone's life.<br />did you waste your today?<br />i hope not.<br />'cause one day, you will regret that you have wqaste one day in your life.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9503288-112256188284945372?l=adozenofwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Fizhhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12924810751018997650noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9503288.post-1121616358806673732005-07-17T23:53:00.000+08:002005-07-18T00:05:58.816+08:00my friend told me i have a split personality...<br />he said...<br />"a blog should be something that shows your true self..."<br />"but your blog..."<br />"it doesn't sounds like you..."<br />maybe... <br />i guess that is me...<br />the darker side...<br />a hidden character which wasn't known to all...<br />most of the people around me didn't know that probably...<br />not even my parents...<br />it only comes out when i am alone...<br />when i am in my own world...<br />when the night has come...<br />this darker side..<br />makes me feel more comfortable actually...<br />more peaceful...<br />where i can choose to be free from problems...<br />where i can think and empty my mind...<br />where i can pour out all my thoughts...<br />shall i give him a name?<br />maybe...<br />how many characters do you have?<br />is it out tonight?<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9503288-112161635880667373?l=adozenofwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Fizhhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12924810751018997650noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9503288.post-1121270082461367542005-07-13T23:47:00.000+08:002005-07-18T00:10:53.453+08:00have you ever break off with friends???<br />be it old friends or new friends??<br />you may ask, "why?"<br />"isn't friends suppose to be forever?"<br />true.<br />friends are suppose to be forever...<br />quality friends thats is...<br />for friends that betray you, make you the joke of the day, share your secret with others who you don't wish to, hurt you in anyway and never be there when you needed help....<br />don't ponder....<br />they are not worthy of you being good to them....<br />dump them...<br />leave only the good quality friends...<br />and treasure them as much as possible...<br /><br />is easy to find someone new,<br />is hard to find a true good friend.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9503288-112127008246136754?l=adozenofwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Fizhhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12924810751018997650noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9503288.post-1120715899854764532005-07-07T13:52:00.000+08:002005-07-07T13:58:19.860+08:00what lies ahead of our life???<br />what might happen tomoro??<br />i can't see...<br />but thats the fun part of life isn't it?<br />what fun is there if u know what will happen tomoro??<br /><br />and even if you know something bad happen...<br />you would avoid it don't you??<br />then tomoro will not be the same as what you know it should have been...<br /><br />treasure today...<br />live like there is no tomoro... <br />and love with all you can...<br />be afraid not of failure...<br />but be fear of not living today to it's fullest...<br />be scare not of rejection...<br />but not being given a chance at all...<br /><br />can't you see what's in for tomoro??<br />would you like to see it??<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9503288-112071589985476453?l=adozenofwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Fizhhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12924810751018997650noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9503288.post-1120036442031098312005-06-29T17:12:00.000+08:002005-06-29T17:14:02.033+08:00my friend just passed away.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9503288-112003644203109831?l=adozenofwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Fizhhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12924810751018997650noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9503288.post-1118968636212233082005-06-17T08:16:00.000+08:002005-06-17T08:37:16.216+08:00lovers or friends...<br />which will you choose???<br />when you have spend so much time with a person of the opposite sex...<br />and love grew in that little heart of yours...<br />will you choose to stay as friends...<br />or will you try to go for lovers???<br />on one hand you might gain happiness...<br />on the other hand you might just destory a prefectly groomed friendship...<br />are you daring enough??<br />do you want to risk that chance?<br /><br />if you have risk it all...<br />and the result turn out bad...<br />be sad not...<br />for you have at least tried to make it work...<br />give up that friendship not...<br />for love doesn't have to get in the way of a prefect friendship...<br /><br />just think... <br />if you have not tried to change the relationship...<br />you two will stay like that forever...<br />and one day the other party will still be gone...<br />if you tried to do something...<br />even if it turns out bad...<br />there is a change...<br />and you have tried...<br /><br />do not live with regrets...<br />look forward to the future...<br />if you didn't get it...<br />it just mean your time is not up...<br />it will be your turn one day...<br />don't let your love life be a blank chapter of your life when you look back at it one day...<br /><br />lovers or friends, lovers or friends...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9503288-111896863621223308?l=adozenofwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Fizhhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12924810751018997650noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9503288.post-1118195893246661972005-06-08T09:46:00.000+08:002005-06-08T09:58:13.260+08:00how many friends could a person have in his/her life?<br />billions?<br />millions?<br />thousands?<br />how many good friends can one have in his/her life then?<br />hundreds?<br />tens?<br />how many best friend can one have?<br />one?<br />no one really can answer that don't you...<br />how many friends you make today?<br />how many friends you lose?<br />how many you manage to keep?<br />for goodness... <br />call them yourself...<br />don't wait for them to contact you...<br />it takes two to keep a relationship goes on...<br />a little message will help...<br />5cents and you can keep a friend...<br />make the world a warmer place by contacting your friend...<br />let them know someone remember them and bother to contact them...<br />make your cellphone useful...<br /><br />called your friends today?<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9503288-111819589324666197?l=adozenofwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Fizhhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12924810751018997650noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9503288.post-1117213800631671222005-05-28T00:58:00.000+08:002005-05-28T01:10:00.636+08:00suddenly realise i have age a bit...<br />as in...<br />not in the look but the heart...<br />start to grow out of what i am before getting into the army...<br />a lot of things seems...<br />not as important as before... <br />even if friends don't contact me...<br />i don't look at it as " oh, they don't bother to concern about me, why should i keep them in my phone?" and delete them off when i am pissed...<br />even going out with friends...<br />is not as exciting as before...<br />a gathering at a coffee house suits me more as a matter of facts...<br />and some game i used to have...<br />i no longer think of them...<br />and i don't feel like playing them as well...<br />friends getting lesser...<br />relationship between people getting thinner..<br />still learning on letting go and forgiving by forgetting...<br />but already not as easily pissed as when i am younger...<br />maybe i am getting older...<br />or maybe...<br />i am just getting tired of life...<br />getting tired of being so calculative i guess...<br /><br />take a break today friends...<br />and look back...<br />maybe you could walk a further distance in life tomorrow...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9503288-111721380063167122?l=adozenofwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Fizhhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12924810751018997650noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9503288.post-1117035314117654782005-05-25T23:29:00.000+08:002005-05-28T00:47:53.720+08:00guess most of us have lost something before..<br />and I bet everyone would agree...<br />the pain of losing something...<br />will be greater if you love the thing you lost deeper...<br />and the greater the pain the longer it takes for the wound to heal...<br /><br />most people would choose to prevent losing the thing that is of some value to them...<br />like checking their seats before they leave a place to prevent losing their wallet/ cellphones...<br />like taking pictures of places they have seen to prevent losing the image at that moment...<br />like giving in to the people they love and say sorry for most incident to prevent them from getting angry and leave...<br />human will just try every way and means to keep what they value by their side before they learn to let go...<br /><br />losing...<br />is so scary to some people only because they do not know how to let go...<br />is so scary that they know the pain of losing something they love...<br />is so scary because the pain can cut them so deep that they will grow numb of the pain one day...<br />and that's the feeling most do not want to go through...<br />to be numb about the thing they once value so much....<br /><br />so...<br />did you check for your stuff before you do something else again??<br />don't lose anything...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9503288-111703531411765478?l=adozenofwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Fizhhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12924810751018997650noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9503288.post-1116160330548442342005-05-15T19:48:00.000+08:002005-05-15T20:32:10.566+08:00my friend came to ask me today...<br />what is the difference between lovers and friends?<br />i told him...<br /><br />lovers are someone special in your heart...<br />she could be your special friend, but never a friend...<br />you would be happy when she is...<br />and worry when she is sad...<br />angry when she say something belittle herself...<br />and sad when she say something that belittle the relationship...<br />however...<br />whatever she did to you...<br />you will never get angry for longer than one night...<br />unless, of course... u no longer love her...<br /><br />friends are people you share your days with...<br />you would be happy when she is...<br />and worry when she is sad...<br />angry when she say something belittle herself...<br />and sad when she say something that belittle the relationship...<br /><br />so he ask...<br />what is different then?<br /><br />i said...<br />the only different is...<br />you can let go of friendship easier than a relationship...<br />though letting go of friends are hard enough...<br />the intensity of feeling is so much different...<br /><br />then i think after i done consoling him<br /> i thought to myself...<br />taking away all that kissing and hugging...<br />is love any different from friendship?<br />will i cry harder than anyone else who know my girlfriend (in future) if she were to leave?<br />will i get more angry than anyone else to some words she said?<br />will i be more happy than her if she got first in her studies?<br />will i become too worry that she might get angry that i give into most of the things to her?<br />maybe... maybe not...<br /><br />lovers or friends, lovers or friends....<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9503288-111616033054844234?l=adozenofwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Fizhhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12924810751018997650noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9503288.post-1115649753179831312005-05-09T22:27:00.000+08:002005-05-09T22:42:33.216+08:00when you found that you have been keep on doing something everytime you come to a place or during a specific time...<br />you are having a habit...<br />like digging of nose when you are free...<br />like licking your lips when you are nervous...<br />like walking here and there in school during change of period...<br />like calling someone every night...<br />like browsing someone blog every night...<br />even missing someone, hugging someone...<br />or loving someone....<br />something that i would never wish would happened to me....<br />or to anyone of which i know...<br />for it would be such a sad habit to have...<br /><br />is good to cultivate a habit...<br />but somethings you just shouldn't let it become a habit...<br />for it would hurts both you and the other party...<br />when you found that what you have been consistently do is nothing more than a habit...<br /><br />an over obsess habit will become an addiction...<br />and is just a thin line between the two...<br />don't let that happen to you...<br />for a habit can be change...<br />but an addiction might cost you too much to change...<br /><br />and is a part of life you make something a habit for yourself...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9503288-111564975317983131?l=adozenofwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Fizhhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12924810751018997650noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9503288.post-1115566874850579432005-05-08T23:27:00.000+08:002005-05-08T23:41:14.903+08:00we meet people everday....<br />meeting family...<br />meeting friends...<br />meeting your enemy...<br />meeting your love...<br />or meeting a stranger...<br />and every encounter allows us to have a chance to start a new relation...<br />as a good friend...<br />as a foe...<br />as a lover...<br />or stay a stranger....<br />one decision decides everthing....<br />and the most fun part?<br />time comes in place too...<br />not that you can tell someone you like him/ her on the very first meeting...<br />nor can you hold it back for too long and stay as friends....<br />every little detail of the environment affects the relationship between you and the one you meet....<br />life is such a mystery...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9503288-111556687485057943?l=adozenofwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Fizhhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12924810751018997650noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9503288.post-1115334093061096912005-05-06T06:55:00.000+08:002005-05-06T07:03:08.553+08:00dream, disappointment, regrets...<br />everyone will went through this process in life...<br />as we dream of the future and work hard...<br />then to find that the "dream" one work so hard is nothing more than a dream...<br />and got disappointed...<br />then regret of what have been done...<br />life...<br />why do we dream?<br />if we know that there will be regrets.... <br />why did we start dreaming?<br /><br />*those who dare to dream are the heros of life, those who work for their dream are everything more than that.*<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9503288-111533409306109691?l=adozenofwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Fizhhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12924810751018997650noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9503288.post-1114485887159828042005-04-26T11:19:00.000+08:002005-04-26T11:24:47.160+08:00hatred...<br />a strong and scary word...<br />i have a friend who recently post that she hate someone so...<br />isn't it hurting for both of them???<br />to hate and be hated...<br />why can't we just act like nothing happened???<br />as if we don't know each other...<br />forgetting the existence of the other party....<br />isn't this a better way of treating your enemy???<br />save up on the energy and some of your cells....<br />and use it somewhere else...<br />haiz~~<br />why do we hate??<br />why do we love??<br />why did we met when the end is so sad???<br />a joke by god?<br />or the cruelty of fate?<br />life...<br />i hate you so...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9503288-111448588715982804?l=adozenofwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Fizhhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12924810751018997650noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9503288.post-1113315337935145582005-04-12T22:06:00.000+08:002005-04-12T22:15:37.936+08:00is just so hard to let go of things...<br />and now i m pretty much force to...<br />guess every nice thing will turn sour one day...<br />am i over sensitive??<br />just because someone never message you anymore...<br />just because someone never say hi when they see you online...<br />just because someone never reply to your once-in-a-blue-moon concern for them...<br />do i have to let it go??<br />all the happy memories that seems to hurt so much now...<br />every little things they give...<br />every words they have said...<br />and lastly...<br />their names...<br />their birthday...<br />your concern for their everyday life...<br />letting go just seems so hard with all these things to forget...<br />please...<br />anyone...<br />let me go...<br />let them go...<br />and be gone for ever..<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9503288-111331533793514558?l=adozenofwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Fizhhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12924810751018997650noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9503288.post-1112631507942110422005-04-05T00:12:00.000+08:002005-04-05T00:18:27.943+08:00life...<br />such a wonder of the world...<br />take such a long time to gloom...<br />and just one wrong move to destroy it...<br /><br />as people gets older...<br />more responsibility is being put upon...<br />can we really take it???<br />guess that isn't the question anymore...<br />as we all need to take responsibility...<br />of our own life...<br />and the decisions we make...<br />and finally...<br />the life of others...<br /><br />with age comes freedom...<br />with freedom comes responsibility...<br /><br />guess we never see the second sentence when we are young...<br />which is why we all wish to grow up...<br />and to find that growing up ain't that easy after all...<br />and...<br />to find that all the fun we had...<br />is gone with the wind...<br />gone with the wind...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9503288-111263150794211042?l=adozenofwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Fizhhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12924810751018997650noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9503288.post-1112542551199646402005-04-03T23:26:00.000+08:002005-04-03T23:35:51.200+08:00did something bad today...<br />not that i was not forgiven...<br />but i still feel the pain....<br />not that i can forget so fast...<br />but i can still feel the guilt...<br /><br />seeing that others deep in thought...<br />i would wonder what they think...<br />especially when that someone is close to me...<br />then...<br />would they leave me?<br />could they be still angry with me for what i did?<br />should i say sorry over and over again?<br />then...<br />am i too paranoid?<br />did i think too much?<br />am i too insecure?<br />finally...<br />i am so sorry...<br />again and again...<br />don't blame me for being naggy...<br />just blame me for being diffident and full of guilt...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9503288-111254255119964640?l=adozenofwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Fizhhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12924810751018997650noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9503288.post-1112107170289324602005-03-29T22:20:00.000+08:002005-03-29T22:39:30.290+08:00how scary can words of human be...<br />one word can bring you flying...<br />one phase can bring you down to hell...<br />one sentence can give you strength of angels...<br />one paragraph can bring you to the devil's front...<br />i am paranoid now...<br />for there are more than few people whispering in my ear...<br />that the certain is not true....<br />that the confirmed is not real...<br />that the promise is too artificial...<br />that the believe is too vague...<br />is everything we see is true???<br />is everyone so seemingly good???<br />do they mean it when they say something???<br />are they being true to what they are doing???<br />do we really love peopl e around so much???<br />i don't know anymore...<br />perharps....<br />perharps....<br />perharps....<br />i am just too paranoid......<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9503288-111210717028932460?l=adozenofwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Fizhhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12924810751018997650noreply@blogger.com0