For God Sake, Can We Have Something Different, Please!!

November 30th, 2005 by alkhwarizmie

Here am I, sitting in front of the PC, sipping a can of cold Milo on the third day of work for this week. It’s day 3 and the weekend mood is still there, I guess. Too damn lazy to start on work. Too start on anything actually. Well, the past four days was very hectic; spent most of the times outstation, manage the project and site visit. It was fun if spending times at home without thinking about works too much. Tried to start working on unfinished works but ended up sleeping at the bed most of the times. What happened laa…pls..pls..

Kalau la aku ni bole dikontrol guna remote control kan best..umpama Play Station 2..hahaha bole je set apa yang dibuat, mesti dapat punye..dan apa yang pasti aku akan control diri aku untuk buat keje yang bertimbun ni. Yang dah naik bosan tengok kat meja nie..gerr…tapi persoalannya sape nak yang akan control nnt..? Its not easy to be me..

Menanti sebuah jawapan

September 9th, 2005 by alkhwarizmie

Menanti Sebuah Jawapan

aku tak bisa luluhkan hatimu
dan aku tak bisa menyentuh cintamu
seiring jejak kakiku bergetar
aku tlah terpagut oleh cintamu
menelusup hariku dengan harapan
namun kau masih terdiam membisu

sepenuhnya aku ingin memelukmu
mendekap penuh harapan ‘tuk mencintaimu
setulusnya aku akan terus menunggu
menanti sebuah jawaban ‘tuk memilikimu

betapa derunya rindu menusuk jiwaku
semoga kau tahu isi hatiku
dan seiring waktu yang terus berputar
aku masih terhanyut dalam mimpiku

aku tak bisa luluhkan hatimu
dan aku tak bisa menyentuh cintamu

sebuah lirik yang aku rase memberi seribu makna kepada semua..cuba korang hayati lirik nie..

KAPAL TERBANG KERTAS

September 7th, 2005 by alkhwarizmie

“Life is like a kapal terbang kertas” to me there are times when it is fly high and smooth and there sometimes when it is curvy and terjunam & penyek!!!

So terpulang pada pencipta kapal  terbang tersebut kerana dia la yang akan tentukan hala tuju & baik buruk performance  kala terbang tersebut.

Kalau  pencipta tersebut mahukan kala terbang kertasnya fly high jadi dia akan study dan akan merekanya dengan teliti. Barulah kapal terbang kertas tersebut akan pergi jauh…

Tapi kalau pencipta tersebut memang tak mahu membaiki teknik-teknik membuat kapal terbang tersebut dengan baik..takyah susah-susah, campak je kertas kosong tue kat udara..takyah nak buat kapal terbang kertas..

Itu la jalan mudah..

Takpun hanya buat kapal terbang kertas tersebut dengan hanya cukup syarat sahaja..jadi terpulanglah pada pencipta samada nak cipta kapal terbang yang mampu terbang tinggi, yang hanya mampu bertahan seketika diudara ataupun hanya melihat sehelai kertas tanpa berbuat apa-apa.

Tapi sampai bila kita nak lihat kertas tu terbiar..???

-kapal terbang kertas-

kalau takde title bole tak..??

August 28th, 2005 by alkhwarizmie

Korang baca lah..something great article for our ready pleasure..

As I sat there in English class, I stared at the girl next to me. She was my so called ‘best friend’. I stared at her long, silky hair, and wished she was mine. But she didn’t notice me like that, and I knew it. After class, she walked up to me and asked me for the notes she had missed the day before. I handed them to her. She said thanks’ and gave me a kiss on the cheek. I want to tell her, I want her to know that I don’t want to be just friends, I love her but I’m just too shy, and I dont know why.

11th grade : The phone rang. On the other end, it was her. She was in tears, mumbling on and on about how her love had broke her heart. She asked me to come over because she didn’t want to be alone, so I did. As I sat next to her on the sofa, I stared at her soft eyes, wishing she was mine. After 2hours, one Drew Barrymore movie, and three bags of chips, she decided to go to sleep.She looked at me, said ‘thanks’ . I love her but I’m just too shy, and I don’t know why.

Senior year : The day before prom she walked to my locker. "My date is sick" she said, he’s not gonna go" well,I didn’t have a date, and in 7th grade, we made a promise that if neither of us had dates, we would go together- just as ‘best friends’. So we did. Prom night, after everything was over, I was standing at her front door step. I stared at her as she smiled at me and stared at me with her crystal eyes. Then she said- "I had the best time, thanks!" and gave me a kiss on the cheek. I want to tell her, I want her to know that I don’t want to be just friends but I’m just too shy. A day passed, then a week, then a month. Before I could blink, it was graduation day. I watched as her perfect body floated like an angle up on stage to get her diploma. Before everyone went home, she
came to me in her smock and hat, and cried as I hugged her. Then she lifted her head from my shoulder and said-’you’re my best friend, thanks’ and gave me a kiss on the cheek.

Now I sit in the pews of the church. That girl is getting married. That girl is getting married now. I watched her say ‘I do’ and drive off to her new life, married to another man. I wanted her to be mine, but she didn’t see me like that, and I knew it. But before she drove away, she came to me and said ‘you came!’. She said ‘thanks’ and kissed me on the cheek.

Years passed, I looked down at the coffin of a girl who used to be my ‘best friend’. At the service, they read a diary entry she had wrote in her high school years. This is what it read: I stare at him wishing he was mine; but he doesn’t notice me like that, and I know it. I want to tell him, I want him to know that I don’t want to be just friends, I love him but I’m just too shy, and I don’t know why. I wish he would tell me he loved me! ‘I wish I did too…’ I thought to my self, and I cried.

so amcam..??

MONDAY again…????

August 21st, 2005 by alkhwarizmie

today is a boring day (damn!). maybe because it’s MONDAY. maybe permulaan hari untuk minggu nie..maybe sebab ada lagi mood bercuti masa weekend..ish nape la malasnye nak start buat keje nie..layan lagu jap laa..

aarrgghh tidak nape la arini ari isnin..nape tak ari jumaat??kan best kalau arini ari jumaat..pastu esok cuti!!!ish ape la yang aku ngarut nie..kesian kat korang yang baca aku punye jurnal nie..hahaha..relax arr..!!jangan marah arr!!

tentang dia..

August 18th, 2005 by alkhwarizmie

I never write a journal before and I’m about to start one. To make it worse, it’s an Internet journal. What am I thinking? Hahaha saje je nak share ngan korang semua apa yg aku rase. So, let me start with introduce myself. Born in K.Terengganu, spent my teenage years mostly in PJ with budak-budak "baik" kat La Salle PJ. As for now, I do enjoy my work very much, because of the environment and my colleagues. About this journal, the song that I really hooked, tentang dia.., taken from the tentang dia soundtrack, inspired the name & story. And I think, we do talk about someone everyday in our life. Ye la..everyday kite akan cakap tentang dia, that can be our family, friends, boss, lover and even strangers. Thank you for dropping by, even though we never know each other and thank you for spending your time to at least looking at my things and figure out…

-love-hate-dreams-life-work-friendship-

new era….

August 2nd, 2005 by alkhwarizmie

ntah tetibe je aku rase cam rajin nak menaip..hehehe