When night falls...

Don't you think it is better for us to fall in love with night time?
Night has never fail to keep its promise to us.
When it says it wants to see you tomorrow, it WILL come.
When we say we hate night time, it will always come.
But with all its might, it tries its very hard to shed some light from its heart - the light of the moon, so that it could lessen the anger in us.
I am always fascinated by the beauty of the night. When I am in Ranau, and I am awake at a particular time before dawn, I will always sit at our veranda. Looking at the beauty and serenity of life.

It loves to tell stories. Tells many untold ones.
Because, night witnesses many kinds of things. Though people swear at night, it can never be able to speak back to them. Instead, it blows the calming wind of air to them. Thus turning them into someone better.
Stars laugh together with us, moon shone its light.
Isn't it just mesmerizing?

Once it says to me, saying "Hey, I see the way you stare at me. Just tell me everything, I'll be here for you until morning. I'll be the one to accompany you. Not to worry, your tears are just too valuable for anyone to see. I'll close my eyes, you just let it flow, I'm here to make you feel better. If you don't feel like it, not to worry, I'll come back tomorrow. And the day onwards. Forever." It lets out the water in me, it was a cold cold night.


Tonight's a disappointment, that's just an expression. The night's just so boring, that's just a feeling. I hate night time, that's just emotion speaking. Truth is, night has never fail to sooth us down, it's the only time where we'll have the chance to be with ourselves, our loved ones, to reflect back everything that we've done. It comes everyday to look after us devotedly 'til the sun rises. Night is coming and I should be fine, that's the manner we should've used.

People would say why would I talk about this matter?. No males should say such things, something so queer like this. This is so wrong!

Well, I'm just a guy. A sentimental guy I would say, Not A God.


Goodnight Lovelies. Goodnight my nighttime partner.

Why did I put up a picture of roses? It's a symbol of my appreciation, my happiness of having people like you to light up my life. I combined all the colors, and i'll just leave you to figure out the meaning of each colors of the roses to yourself yeah. But, for all the things I've said in my previous posts, I would like to APOLOGIZE to those who have been hurt badly, or not. Seriously man, I don't have any friggin' idea that you guys would even click on my blog. Geez, this is really interesting. But like Yogi said, it's mine. So I guess I'll just speak my heart out. I know people sometimes think that I tell too much lies, but seriously I don't. That means, I just can't. I said I can't and that's that. I can't. Therefore, I'm sorry if I couldn't afford to give you guys what you wish for, and sorry if I ever hurt anyone's feeling.

I am bored.

Yesterday was slow, I slept at around 3.30 in the morning and like always, I'll get a morning alarm by a call from aunty at around 7am. Stretching time, ouh my Gah... For God's sake, I couldn't see any effect of the inches that are sweated out of my body since like weeks ago. No difference at all, we always wrap up the morning exercise by getting our butts on the chair in front of the park with a bowl of Bakso (or is it Soto?) ahead of us. So much for the so-called 'effort', huh?

Study week starts tomorrow. It's the first time we've ever gotten a study week. Since my first semester here last year, all we've got was just two to three days of resting.
I admit that I'm not a fast learner like my other peers, but I am happy to see that my pointer has gone up every single damn semester. I'm really happy that I could actually manage to get my ass to this level. Plus, my broken English. I've printed out all my notes and am trying my best to get my eyes and mind stuck to the papers. I will certainly call this week as a struggle week though. Despite my "itchy ass", will instead lay down in bed and read, I hope this time, the mattresses are going to be bad to me. So that I would not get sleepy easily.

Hey, music! The best healer, at least for me. After reminding her, and waited for like three days, Aliah finally went up and asked for my cousin's guitar. Been a long time since last time I plucked a guitar string. I did, the other day during my practice with Ray Low for the FrequenC Acoustic Performance in college, but it's not the same. I'm intending to hone up my plucking skills as now my fingertips are getting softer. I used to have such a hard fingertips (for those who do not know, our fingertips will get hard when we play guitar for a period of time).

How many days left for me to fly back to Sabah? It's Dec 7th today. Wow, time does fly really fast. 9 days to go, and I'm sure my brother couldn't wait to see his new bag that I bought from Vince. But most of all, I couldn't wait to meet my parents, my mum and dad. I need to kiss their hands. My family. Not forgetting my friends. I couldn't wait to sit back at Ice Cool and have some 'mikirayew' (show-off) time. LOL...

Farid called me the other day at 12 or 1 in the morning, I have no idea what has got in to him to call me that late. But I wasn't sleeping yet, I was on the line, facebook-ing,I know, he's always like that. Since we've ended the unusual crisis we're having few years back, we're really close. Like brothers! Like, really! LOL... I can now call him bro, and well in the nearest time I hope, 'abang'. We just lost grip of what's happened before, but now we've grown up so we know which one is good and which is not. I'll stop talking about us, save that for another time. And let's just call it another post.

Clap! Clap! Curtain falls...........................