Natasha Bedingfield - Neon Lights

Love listening to this song. Attracted to the meaning of this whole song. The lyrics are just so meaningful. But sadly I can't relate myself to this song, maybe because I'm not in this current situation. However. listening to this song puts a smile on my face and just brightens up my day a little. Even that little moment, lasting 3mins 50sec, is already enough for me to keep me going. So yeah, this song is meaningful. The first time I heard it makes me want to listen to it over and over again, set the song on repeat, so it would replay the same song for hours. True, sooner or later, I'm going to get tired of listening to the song. Though, I know for sure, the next time I listen to it, it will still put a smile on my face just like "Just a dream" cover by Christina Grimme and Sam Tsui. FYI, it was thanks to a friend of mine Aisya A for introducing me to this song. Love ya, Miss ya <3 Hehehehe .....

Fascinated by these works of art ^^

Picture By : Aisya Asbullah
Artist : Unknown
Date : 18 October 2011
Source : Aisya A's Facebook






Picture By : Meor Ahmad Syahir
Photographer : Meor Ahmad Syahir
Photo Editor : Meor Ahmad Syahir
Date : 20 July 2011
Source : Meor's Facebook







Picture By : Naelah Nordin
Photographer : Naelah Nordin
Date : 23 May 2011
Source : Naelah's Tumblr



Picture By : Me
Photographer : Nur Rina Ab Razak
Date : 17 August 2011
Source : My Folder









Picture By : Norhasyima Pungot
Artist : Norhasyima Pungot
Date : 03 July 2011
Source : Black Dahlia's Facebook

Statice Flower

Statice: This wonderful flower creates the feeling of remembrance; statice is generally used in dried flower arrangements. It is also considered an herb and called "sea lavender." To show someone you ______ them, never forget to include statice in your flower bouquet.

*Mind filling in the blanks for me ??? Pls n TQ :)

I want to ... but I can't .... I'm sorry ....

I want to say it, but I can't. I want to write it, but I don't know how to start. I want to tell you, but I can't. I want to see you, but I'm not ready. So I dwell on it for days, keeping it all inside. I want to tell someone about it, but I can't. I would cry all night thinking about it. I would sleep all day hoping it was all just a nightmare, but it's not. I was wrong to do that you, I'm sorry. No, even sorry is not enough. But I don't know what to do anymore. Everything seems so useless. I feel so hopeless. The holidays are just sleepless nights and constant depression during daylight. Haih...






*Desperately need help*

Girl's Language

If She Don't Text You :
- It's Because She's Waiting For You To Text Her

When She Walks Away From You Mad :
- Follow Her

When Shes Quiet :
- Ask Her What's Wrong

When She Ignores You :
- Give Her Your Attention

When She Pushes YOU AWAY :
- Pull Her BACK

When You See Her Crying :
- Wipe Her Tears & Ask What's Wrong

When She Says Go Away :
- Just Go Close To Her & Give Her Hug

Arghh... It’s 3am in the morning and I’m screaming at the top of my lungs in my room. I don’t know what my neighbours would say after hearing me scream, yell and shout in this room with my classmate. I’m just so freaking tired of this design thing. I seriously don’t know what you want and what it is that you dislike in my drawing or should I say design. You’re an artist too, what’s wrong with drawing what you want to see in my drawings rather than saying it through text. Because.. Honestly, I can’t see it. I don’t see what you want and you don’t want. I’m tired too.. but I can’t sleep, not at least until I get something accomplished tonight. I’m sleepy, I haven’t had a decent sleep for a week. I now it’s my fault. Please, help me make this right. I’m trying to satisfy you with all I’ve got. But I can’t if you don’t tell me how. I’m starting to feel that you some grudge against me. Ever since that incident between you and my mum, you seem like you’re holding something against me. The feeling of hatred and disgust runs through your vein every time you see me. I can see it in your eyes. You wouldn’t even look at me when you speak to me, at least not like you used to when we first met as student and teacher. I hate this feeling; I know it’s my fault. But I didn’t mean for it to go this far. I f I could turn back time, I would. I would change everything. I would stop my mum from doing what she did and I would stop myself from telling her what I told her before. If only I had a time machine. Truthfully, you’re my teacher, you’re teaching me all I need to know to further my study in this course and I respect you. But I can’t keep going if you continue to treat me like your enemy. I know I’m at fault and I sincerely apologise for what happened. I truly wish, you’d look at me when you speak to and treat me like any other student. I don’t know what more to do. I’m lost in this matter and I don’t know who to turn to. I used to be able to count on you before, even if we just got to know each other. But now, it’s all wrong and I don’t know who else to go to. Please stop this. I can see it clearly that you hate me. When we talk, I can see that you’re trying to run away from, avoiding me. If so, how will I ever get through this subject that you’re teaching me? I can’t even talk to you without you trying to run away from me and not even want to talk to me. I can see it. I can see most of the time. Please, just this once. Forgive me for something that I’ve done unintentionally. I seriously did not men for things to turn out this way. I just a normal human being who makes mistake and I apologise. Sincerely, I’m sorry, forgive me sir.