coffee cup

Cuba by Faizal Tahir

Cuba kau dengar
Cuba kau cuba
Diam bila ku cuba
Tuk berbicara dengan kamu

Pernahkah kau ada
Bila ku perlu
Tuk meluahkan rasa hati

Dan bila kau bersuara
Setia ku mendengar
Agar tenang kau merasa

Siapa
Sebenarnya aku padamu
Mungkin sama dengan teman lain
Yang bisa kau buat begitu

Dan bila
Tiada lagi teman bermain
Kau pulang tuk dapatkan aku
Itulah aku…padamu

Cuba kau lihat
Cuba kau cuba
Renung ke mata aku
Bila ku kaku melihatmu

Pernahkah kau ada
Bila ku perlu
Tuk menyatakan rasa sakit
Dalam diri

Dan bila kau perlu
Setia ku menunggu
Agar senang kau merasa

Siapa
Sebenarnya aku padamu
Mungkin sama dengan teman lain
Yang bisa kau buat begitu
Dan bila
Tiada lagi teman bermain
Kau pulang tuk dapatkan aku
Itulah aku…padamu

Maafkan kerana aku tak pernah
Terlintas tuk menulis pada mu
Salahkan ku
Tak mungkin lagi aku meminta
Untuk kau mendengar..
Untuk kau melihat ke mataku

Siapa
Sebenarnya aku padamu
Mungkin sama dengan teman lain
Yang bisa kau buat begitu
Dan bila
Tiada lagi teman bermain
kau pulang tuk dapatkan aku
itulah aku…padamu

i was never a fan of faizal tahir. but somehow, this song got me really deep. i dont know why, but i guess its the lyric that seem so meaningful. i must say .. everytime i listen to this song to the radio..it reminds me this particular feeling that i have inside. a feeling that come and go and appear without u inviting it...a feeling that i wish was never there ..

i wish i could say it out loud..but i can't ... too many coffee cups to be taken care of... if only i could toss it around..but the coffee cup is too valuable to me.. i can't break it..its my favourite.. i wish i could scratch it..but it would hurt me back...sigh *

mix and match = vain me

i must thank my sis for encouraging me to play with colours..i admit, i do love the idea of combination of this green black colar shirt and my red cardigan..see mama, told you this red cardigan might come in handy! no regrets buying two colours =)) and yes..thank you to miss safynaz kazem for this shots.

p/s: i want that Everlast shoes... sponsor pls? =))

A tribute to Pancakes.. viva forever ~

it will be a week before it is all over.. yes..no more classes..no more assignments..no more wearing baju length paras bawah bontot just to get pass thru the pak guard..done..it 's all done...after five years of hard work and skipping classes..i finally be getting my degree..i know i should be happy ... i am happy.. i mean..five years..its not a short time.. yes..i am happy..but still..theres one thing that really hits me.. will i be able to see these ppl again?.. for five years..ive been growing up with them..i spent most of my time with them than my own family..they've been there through my best and worst days..growing up from a naive a teenager to a person that i am today is not easy.. there's laughter,sadness, heartbroken and joyness along the way..and these people are the ones who pick me up and drag me with them so i dont get left behind. People eventually change and took their different path..but they stay for me...we stayed for each other.. no matter how big the obstacles..we manage to pull it through.. but when this semester is over..there will be no more hanging out like this.. I guess i've been depending on them too much that i'm afraid i won't do well in the real world.. i wish i have a strong will like vie.. a positive mind like kaz and adventorous spirit like jehan.. i wish Johor,klang & Kl are a knock away!! =(


seriously..i never knew how much i need them in my life until today..i realize that i could never find any better friends than them ..girls..if u read this..know that i really love u with all of my heart..thank you for being such a wonderful friends..PANCAKES FOREVER =)

Puke anyone? =)

WARNING : PICTURES MAY CONTAIN DISTURBING AND PUKE-ABLE IMAGES. THE OWNER OF THIS BLOG WILL NOT BE RESPONSIBLE TO ANY OF READERS' FUTURE SICKNESS OR MAJOR SERIOUS LOSE APPETITE AFTER WATCHING THIS. READERS OF AGE 1 7 AND BELOW MAY NEED PARENTAL GUIDANCE. ANY LAWSUITS OR BACKFIRES WILL NOT BE ENTERTAIN. STRICTLY FOR HUMOROUS PURPOSES. THANK YOU =)

...To the owner of "sri maggots apartment" .. tsk tsk tsk ..S.O.Y

Dear Daddy...

HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU...HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU..HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO DADDY...HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU!!! ... dearest daddy..thank you for everything you have done to me and our family. words couldnt describe what u mean to me. u still make me feel like a little girl whenever im with you.. i could never imagine how my life would be without you in it. Daddy,.. i know i have not always been a good girl..or always make you proud..the road is tough..but you never left me..instead..u make sure that i was on the right track ..although sometimes i feel like ur pushing me..i realize now that what u did ..was only what is best for me..
Daddy..now i am a grown woman, sometimes i do feel afraid of stepping into the real world.. but you told me that theres nothing to fear..that i can always come home to you whenever i need the comfort. The knowledge that you gave me about love and life had made me into the person i am today..
Thank you daddy..for everything....










Happy 55th Birthday daddy... u maybe old...but u still young at heart..i love u so much daddy!

lalang

it was never a surprise thing to see how much my parents would spend their time tending over their garden. in fact, they have the most beautiful garden i had ever seen..one evening, my mom told me once, to have a beautiful garden..a gardener must have a close relationship with his/her plants and flowers, love and respect them..admiring the beauty is easy..but to preserve the beauty, it takes a lot of patience and work..people only fancy it from the outside..they love to see the colours of the flowers and the fresh green leaves..but if you didnt take care of the little things..it won't be that fancy and beautiful anymore.. i did not understand anything that she said that evening,..but i did..eventually.. when i got a garden of my own..

i always love a fancy looking garden..that has a fountain on the center of the room..filled with beautiful flowers...complete with beautiful yellow path for me to walk over and and a small altar like the ones they used for garden wedding..in one corner of the garden..like the ones that my parents have.

but when choosing one for my own..i fell in love with the simplest garden..nothing fancy..no fountains..no yellow path ..no small altar...just a garden...filled with small but pretty flowers and you can just walk barefeet on the fresh green grans.. i couldn't be more than happier to have my own garden.Simple as it may seem, people would stop by to look at my garden. they would praise me how lucky i am to have such a pretty garden. of course as the owner, i am really excited and thrill over this thing.

but mom was right, admiring the beauty is easy. but to preserve the beauty, it takes a lot of patience and work..one day, i was suprised to see how weeds grew all over the garden. it came out from nowhere.. i carefully plucked all those weeds so it wont harm my garden.. i even tried putting the poison hoping the weeds would gone forever.. but it only lasted for awhile...then it happens again..crawling silently to surprise me.. i"d done whatever it takes to make sure my garden is well taking care of. but no matter how hard i tried...the envy weeds is still going to haunt me.. i think i finally understand what mom is trying to tell me..

EID MUBARAK!!

KAMI

Mr & Mrs Zekry

Daddy & Momma (with adam)

=)

Pendekar

Proud mama & papa of Adam

Adam Luqman

Adam & Meen

Happy Family

The ladies

hey there..i know i promise the second part of baking cookies before eid but i kinda misplace the pictures i took while i was baking the cookies.. anyway ... eid mubarak to all ... hope everyone enjoying themselves... This year the Farmy's decided to wear all read for the festive season.. too much rendang and ketupat..less duit raya this year.. but i dont care..im so happy i get to spend this lovely celebration with my loved ones! =)