gembeng!

DAN SEKARANG AKU TENGAH MERAJUK!

AKU MEMANG KUAT MERAJUK!

AKU MEMANG SELALU MERAJUK!!!

AKU NAK SEGAR BALIK MACAM SUSHI TADI

Assalamualaikum semua..

kata orang, makan yang segar segar itu bagus..

sebab tu orang jepun tu bagus kan..

dan sebab tu diorang selalu segar segar kan....*motif segar?*

okey..motif kata kata kat sini nak cakap percubaan untuk makan yang segar segar untuk makan tengahari tadi tak berapa nak menyegarkan macam 5 bulan lepas masa pertama kali makan makanan yang menyegarkan ni..

aku kan mulut jawa...ade hati nak telan makanan macam orang jepun tu..??

mulut mulut busuk disebelah seraya berkata begitu..sungguh tak ayu mereka kan??

kalau konsep satu malaysia sekarang dah diaplikasikan untuk pergi bercuti...apalah salahnya kalau aku pun nak teruskan hasrat perdana menteri tu untuk makanan tengahari aku kali ni..ye dok??

tapi kan weh...belum apa apa lagi..aku dah terkandas..!haha,cakap punyela bongkah..!

padahal, sebelum ni apa saja depan mata aku kebas!

semua serba tak kena.. kot!

pelan pelan kau telan wasabi tu kan..

sampai lah habis bersih!

dan sekarang dari tempoh 2 jam selepasnya aku terseksa...!

smash tepat diberikan!

p/s= makan yang segar segar disini merujuk kepada sushi..jangan cepat prasangka kuning!

mimpi

mimpi itu datang lagi..

aku tak mintak..

tapi ia muncul saat aku dah berjaya lupakan dia..

aku ataupun dia yang rindu???

if YOU forget ME

I want you to know one thing ..... You know how this is... if I look at the crystal moon, at the red branch of the slow autumn at my window, if I touch near the fire the impalpable ash or the wrinkled body of the log, everything carries me to you, as if everything that exists, aromas, light, metals, were little boats that sail toward those isles of yours that wait for me. Well, now, if little by little you stop loving me I shall stop loving you little by little. If suddenly you forget me do not look for me, for I shall already have forgotten you. If you think it long and mad, the wind of banners that passes through my life, and you decide to leave me at the shore of the heart where I have roots, remember that on that day, at that hour, I shall lift my arms and my roots will set off to seek another land. But if each day, each hour, you feel that you are destined for me with implacable sweetness, if each day a flower climbs up to your lips to seek me, ah my love, ah my own, in me all that fire is repeated, in me nothing is extinguished or forgotten, my love feeds on your love, beloved, and as long as you live it will be in your arms without leaving mine.