Long and weary December

Dear,

Oh truly it is really hard to tell of happiness. Time goes by and we feel safe too soon. Just like the rainbow that we used to search for after the rainy days gone by, it too fades away. Just like when we watch over the moon on those starry nights, it too fades away. For how much I try to cling to the memory, it turns away and slips into the stream of the unknown.

It is what it is. Just like you said of how it would be.

Nothing unusual, nothing strange. Deep down, I feel like you are similar to the water that freezes inside a rock and breaks it apart. It was no more your fault than it is the fault of the water when the rock shatters. Nor it is mine.

Now that a year since pass, it was not the same as it was used to be. The world had become cold, the four corners of the walls seem to suffocate me. The days grow longer and the night grew silent.

Alas the weary December had come and like all the past season, you too shall pass after this long and chilly December.

Sadly, miracles are never bound to happen. We are just trapped soul on the road to nowhere.

And there shall I find you.

p/s : this is my December, this is my time of the year

Update terkini pungutan pingat semester ini..

update secara sedikit malas..

Presentation PSM = Proses Soal Menyoal..

makanya haruslah aku dihentam dan cubaan membalas servis kurang menyakinkan kedua-dua panel..

kesudahannya aku hanya membawa pulang pingat perak untuk kali ini..

jadi update terkini, 2 emas dan 2 pingat perak..

harapnya untuk yang lain akan dapat yang lebih baik lagi..

sekian, kepada semua, selamat bercuti..

p/s : kepada kamu yang 1st sekali saya kabarkan segala berita gembira dan duka itu, .............

PSM mode

Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate. Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure. It is our light, not our darkness that most frightens us. We ask ourselves, Who am I to be brilliant, gorgeous, talented, fabulous? Actually, who are you not to be? You are a child of God. Your playing small does not serve the world. There is nothing enlightened about shrinking so that other people won't feel insecure around you. We are all meant to shine, as children do. We were born to make manifest the glory of God that is within us. It is not just in some of us; it is in everyone. And as we let our own light shine, we unconsciously give other people permission to do the same. As we are liberated from our own fear, our presence automatically liberates others.

~Marianne Williamson

It's me who is my enemy

Me who beats me up

Me who makes the monsters

Me who strips my confidence.

PSM, here we go...

p/s: berada dalam mode PSM sehingga Khamis ini..

3 berlalu pergi

3 sudah lepas, 3 lagi masih menanti..

pertarungan masih belum selesai..

empty

empty spaces fill me up with holes. distant faces with no place left to go. without you, within me I can find no rest. where I'm going is anybody's guess.

di sini aku menanti, aku menanti. dalam tidur, ku terjaga dan terasa sunyi. kedinginan semata-mata menyelubungi. dan di sini, aku terus menanti.

p/s : when you thought you do.and when you thought you don't anymore, a little hello might help. or even just a little goodbye, even just a wave. coz then i know i'd matter. whatever. 4 more papers to go.