That is So Uncool.

The least you could do was to write a 'Thank You' note to me. Pfft. But then again, you didn't know that it was mine. I'm so gonna write my name bigbig wann next time.

P.s : Somebody finished my supply of milk. Go figure.

Spontaneous Effect.

Dear Shamay,

The world does not revolve around you alone. Don't ever forget that.

Love,
The voice in your head.

Sunday Morning.

Luke 23:43; Jesus answered him, "I tell you the truth, today you will be with me in paradise."

Found this verse really beautiful for some particular reason.

All we need is to cry out to Him. That's all. That's all, and in return, so much more.

Will You Marry Me?

The loudest silence is the echoing voice kept within your heart. It bounces back and forth of the walls of your heart and it would not stop. It would not rest even for a bit. Until the silence is heard aloud. What matters not are the effects or how affected you are, just as long as the voice from your heart gets through that person's heart.

Sorry peeps, this was what One Tree Hill inspired me to write, so to speak. ^.^

Sigh, if only I was feeling more emo myself. Then can add a more emo-feel to it. HAHa. Cons of not falling in or out of love. Lol.

Goodnight world.

For some people in this world, they're gonna face exams or going to at least,so, jiayou jiayou!

Twinkle, twinkle.

I wanted to. I really wanted to. Believe me, when I say that I.really.really.wanted.to. and I still do actually. I still want. I do. With all that I am. I do. I really really wanted to

make this POST a PICTURE-FILLED one!

soli.soli.

1:14 a.m. ms. cranky on the line.

Anyways, there were supposed to be pictures on...

ROB's 21st (don't have any pics of him tho) HAHa.

MINYI's 20th! soli.lazy rotate.

MARSHMALLOWS and HOTMILO/TEA/COFFEE

Nitesey ppl.

Random,random,random.

Someone outside my room, muttered something. And i swear it sounded like my mum saying "Shamay ah" Sigh.

Wah, shamay is pretty rajin in updating her blog. :D

Don't Look Away.

I don't know why I'm so bothered. I shouldn't. Shamay, the very least you could do is pray. Just pray.

Anyways, (HAha) damn farnie coz felicia kept mocking me when I said "AnywayS

Anyways, had my anatomy practice exam today. I'm glad that it's over and done. Well, I'd be surprised if I even got one answer correct. SEriously. I really sucked. :( Nvmla. I told my friends not to laugh at me if I failed. HEEhee.

As promised, France-Soir pics ;)

my veal with mushrooms and aiyak! forgot that fancy vege name

ling's steak with french fries and salad

angie's steak with bernaisse sauce (interesting indeed)

van's duckling with orange sauce! mmm....

escagots!

desserts! yummm...

Ta-Da!

Wah, blogspot quite the smart. I customized my blog and they actually saved whatever I had from my previous editing! So, Voi-la! My blog now has links! :D Ooo and an out-dated tagboard plus the quiz I made ageees ago. Oo, and got pic on top! cool-leh...HEEhee.

Ok, practice exam tmr and I'm blogging away. Great.

nights everyone!

Everything.

i just came back from Northside Church (Worship Party) - indescribable.

This is one of those rare spiritual post where I actually post it up on my blog. There were many times, i.e. at church or moments that stirs my heart to blog about Him, my Father. my Friend. my Everything.

But somehow or rather the idea of it always gets brushed off. Somehow, i keep avoiding the subject of proclaiming how good He has been in my life. Somehow, i just couldn't find the right words. i just realised that God doesn't need the right words, He doesn't need me to form fancy sentences of how much i love Him. All He wants is this heart. This heart that cries out to Him even in silence. He knows. All i want is Him, Jesus.

Be my everything.

Unwrap Me.

For the first time in what felt like a really long time, Shamay stood in the shower with hot water running down her whole body (of course she was naked,she was taking a shower.hello.) She just stood. Thoughts running through her mind. If only the warm fuzzy feeling on her skin would linger a while longer.

Aah! Shamay, you have tonnes of essays to write! and a practice exam! wake up you sleepyhead.

Shamay likes referring herself as the third person.

She is feeing really cranky now. So she'll talk about the jap drama her and her bunch of glenn buddies is hooked on some other time.

And she'll post up pictures as soon as possible! Actually just pics of her and van and her sister and her sister's friend having french! HEEhee. oh yeah probably some random pics too!

She wants to post another emo post in Bahasa but just realised how karat-ed she is already. Benar-benar. wtf

Right now, right this moment, she doesn't really care about what would other people think/say if she types wtf in her blog. wtf. lol

Clearly, she's stalling time because she really really really don't feel like doing anything tonight. but reality says otherwise. and she sighs...

She's feeling really random now. As she always is actually.

And blur.and slow. Her pemikiran is really terbantut. Similarly, her Bahasa also.

Longest post of 2008. welcome to my life. Don't deny. You were singing it too.

Random I tell you.

cheers darlin.

The Art Of...

...comforting. When you're feeling down, when you feel like the world has turned away from you and you're all alone in this misery you've landed youself in. When things just doesn't seem to go your way. Like, having a bad hair day followed by the worst day and to top it all, this happens every.single.day. It's amazing how someone who speaks of those words. Words that hits the very core of your soul and suddenly, you don't feel so sh*t anymore. Words of comfort, words of strength. You feel loved and an assurance that everything will be alright. Wow. I wish I knew what and when to say those words. I wish I knew how to comfort someone. All I usually offer is silence and an attentive pair of ears. The art of comforting. Sigh, I wish I knew how.

I don't know what's wrong with me la. Keep changing blog layout. >.<

Lids Closed.

I have dreams every night. In actual fact, all of us have dreams every night. Unless, we are in a really deep sleep. Or else, it's a matter of how significant the dream was, that the next day we still have vivid memories of it. I've been wanting to blog about dreams for a quite some time actually, but all of a sudden I can't find the words. It's not flowing well. It shouldn't matter I guess, but I want it to. So, topic on dreams shall be continued.

It's May everyone! It's the beginning of a whole new month! It's May! :D Oh boy, it's not just. may though. HAha, today we came up with a song. And it goes a lil something like this:


Tis the season of assignments, Lalalala. la la. lala. (x2)


L-I-L and A-A-S and P-H-A (extended and essays)


Tis the season of assignments, Lalalalala. la la. lala...



HAha. Lil is info literacy for nursing, Aas is nursing arts and science and Pha is psychology. Yeap, so it's not just.may. for the nursing students at least. >.<



P.s : I'll sing for you the song if you ask me personally. I have to warn you, it's a really addictive tune.

When my lids are closed. I wish.

Nitesey!






I tried to refrain myself from posting this pic but seriously!*so much more than just a hot body.* Lol. sweet dreams everyone!:)