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Wednesday, September 23, 2009

20 years old and still nothing in my life is PRIVATE.


No respect for my privacy since the day i was born.
And you think i need a therapist?
Every diary broken open.
Every friend harassed.
I appreciate you in my life yet It bugs me that you question every single thing i do.
This blog is over.
Doesn't mean my life is over.

Please forgive me if i said anything to offend you,
I don't seem to have rights to speak my mind anywhere these days.
Monday, September 21, 2009

Day 3 in Kedah.

Everyday getting calls on how much i am missing out on in KL. Friends& Family.
I am really cut out from everything and its extremely frustrating. It is known now that i have the money to pay the bill for my phone is just that i don't have the means to go and do it and its annoying me. I don't know what to do. I want so much to go back home. Take a cab or whatever. I miss everything i know. Here i do nothing. That just makes it all the more frustrating. I can't call anyone. Can't text anyone. I am stuck! Crying alone. I hate this. What do i do?
Friday, September 18, 2009




INSPIRED BY MY ADVENTURE TO KULIM.

Space printed on my ceiling,
A tar paved journey stretched out before me.
Awaiting an adventure beyond imagination.
Lets hope i don't suffer from extreme humiliation. =p

Then i put hands up
because they are playing my song.
Its a party on the highway.

Reached the first toll.
On the way to unknown territory far from my reality.
This ought to be FUN. =D

Ass to ass.
The cars are lined up against each other.
By the time we arrive, the dusk would have dawned.
Oh sweet mother.
Bless our journey.

As rain stream down the barely tinted glass, i stare out in fear, wondering and hoping. Can i really put it behind me. Am i strong enough to resist temptation.
why do i toy with you. Am i honestly as heartless as perceived by my sister.

I am scared to miss you.
Fear of what that might stir up inside me.
Feelings that i can't control.
So i block you out of my mind. In hopes that i'll be able to go on without having you in my mind every second of every day.

You are upset because i tried to forget you. But you have no idea how much it hurts to have you in mind all the time not knowing what would come out of it.

Stuck in a technicolour reality, I used to be lovedrunk now i'm hungover.

I fear to love you.
because then i'd be giving you a way to break me.

You only will truly know whether someone is worth loving when they do something extraordinary to show you how much they care.

So how long must i wait for you?

I have no tolerance for time.

By the time you grow balls, it may be too late.

While we are what we are, i think i'd rather make the best of it rather than fuss over you.

I'm not putting my love life on halt because of you. But you are part of the reason. The other part is that i want to give myself a chance to change.

Struggling through the rain.
Our journey is burdened by harsh weather.

I dreamt of babies. Not mine. Yours. And it had your eyes. I was sad. I don't know why or rather am afraid to admit the reason.

Lush greenery surround me.
A week of immense decentcy. Lets see how that works out. Will i come back with a pout?

I'm afraid to meet you.
Heard so much about you.
What if we don't get along because we are too similar.
Hope for the best i suppose. =D

I fear i may dissapoint YOU again.


Will keep posting updates as to what happens here. LOVE!

-ANYA-


ROBBIE WILLIAMS - FEEL

Come and hold my hand.
I want to contact the living.
Not sure i understand this role i've been given.
I sit and talk to God. But he just laughs at my plans.
My head speaks a language i don't understand.
I just want to feel real love.
Feel the home that i live in.
cause i got too much life running thorugh my veins.Going to waste.
I don't wanna die. But i ain't keen on living. Before i fall in love, i'm preparing to leave him.
Scare myself to death. Thats why i keep on running. Before i've arrived, i can see myself coming. I just want to feel real love. Feel the home that i live in. Because i got too much life running through my veins. Going to waste.I need to feel real love in the life ever after. I cannot get enough. I just wan to feel real love. Too much love running through my veins. Going to waste. You can see it in my face. Come and hold my hand. i want to contact the living. not sure i understand this role i've been given. =)

LET THE RAIN FALL DOWN, I'M COMING CLEAN.



Happily ever afters don't happen in reality.
Thats the depressing truth.
But if even for a brief moment, i get to feel or be Cinderella at the ball.
I'd give up everything to be in the arms of Prince Charming.
I'll be your crying shoulder.
I have so much of love to give, just no one to give it to.
The strands in your eyes.
Emeralds from mountains can never compare the beauty of your eyes.
I'll be the greatest bet of your life.
Stop me from you stealing my breathe.
I'll be love's suicide.
Dance with me.
Just once.
And i'll die happy.
Do you believe in love at first sight?
I'll let you know.
This feeling.
This loneliness.
Clutching the very being of my soul.
I'm late. For what? Reality.

Breathe. You'll be ok.
Isn't it better to cling to fantasy rather than face reality?

In these eyes, more than words. Just about to crack open. Theres something you should know. I wanna be without you. Now you know. because it hurts too much to be around you.

Never let the fear of striking out keep you from playing the game.

I never pretended to be anyone else. And yet i am the one who got hurt. I am not afraid of being myself. I feel sorry for you.

Waiting for you is like waiting for rain in this drought. Useless and dissapointing.

I'll let you know how i am once i catch my breathe.

Theres no one in time that i know. I never said thank you for that. What would you think of me now?

Angels see me cry. Sweetest night and sweet sorrow. So what do you think me now? Here i am down before you. Angels reaching out.

Its not my dream. It never was. It was yours.

I turned my back from everything i know. To be who i know. Let angels lead me now.

I'm sorry i waited for the rain.

Your burning up my dreams. I don't want to be anywhere but here.

Let the rain fall down and wake my dreams Let it wash away my sanity.

Because i want to feel the thunder. I want to scream
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It has been awhile.

As i look through my blog, i am sad that i neglected it.
Yet i am reminded of how much i <3>
Wednesday, August 5, 2009

Love?

What the hell is wrong with me?

I am suppose to be immune to it by now.

Lost without meaning.

Love just appeared without a trace.

I'm holding back this feeling. I can't erase.

Its just the way i'm feeling.

How do u do this to me?

You are so far away.

I miss you.

Don't waste your time on me.

Your already the voice inside my head.






ONLY GOD