this is sumething i wrote long time ago in my dairy..the on ive been keeping secret to everybody...but let me tell u sumthing....my heart love u guys so much i just have to write this then...i was so devestated with u guys...i hope this expression i spilled out on my dairy a year ago will make us tighter than ever....i love u guys...
so this is how my dairy entry started....remember i had always love and cherish u guys...and i hope this will make u see wat i saw when things got rough...
august 2010
why life isnt fair??bonds of friendship supposed to be the most jovial thing on earth and so rejuvenating..sometimes i cried on little things...because i cant believed it happen to me...out of all those people in the world????why me???the phrase people come and people go , though it real..its hard to believe...why people treat me like i have no feelings??? does my heart is so shielded that i dont feel the cut???all the harsh words????i maybe be mean on my words but i never mean it...why my on friends treated my like im some sort of stone cold bitch..it is not that i dont appreciate their friendship but sometimes i have my limits...i do keep quite because i dont want to fight...but im dying inside...i love my friends...yet who is my real friends???
ZABA
my wonderful friend...my closest friend but he treating the opposite of the sacred term..He thinks that im really understanding sometimes....hearing his problem...talkin to 4 am in the morning..but he sometimes treat me like a dog..a stupid animal..like i worth nothing i tried to go along with his needs...but i need a my own needs...he was always like..'jom ignore die'..'ko nie bodo la...".."ak mane kwn ngn die"..jgn buat ak malu leh tak"...calling me names??
i know im not perfect ..people said im bitchy but i like it....but i never thought that im ...maybe i deserve this...i was mean to u i guess...i laugh but i weep inside...u always scold me for being to loud gedik...iam ur fren zaba but why u hate me??? i alway tried to not hurt ur feelings but u never hesitate on mine...ur too hard on me.. i have feelings too...
FAIZ MELUR
u are such a nice person faiz..too nice sometimes..and i really appreciate ur kindness and frenship...but every flower has its thorns....why u always treated me like im so stupid and i dunno anything???when we were discussing on academics..u never tried to ask me at all...even simple things...like u already know i so stupid i cant answer it..like when i did something impressive...if u didi know it was mine...u are like..'wah cantik sape wat???" then i said it was mine...u said it was ugly..then we laugh like usuall..but i still love when u were sincere when compliment me on sumthing..
do u know who does it feel when u were so smart back then and here in tgb got png 3.0???well i guess u dont because u experience it in the opposite way..im happy for u but i need u to teach me..yet u seduce me for fun...hahahah...how does ot feel when u calll me bodo??satisfied??i may laugh..ahhaha but i cried inside..ur a wonderful fren but i dont think it balanced..u never tried to apologize...though u know it ur fault...remember when u scold me when i lost ur 10 ringgit..u urged me to give u my photo money yet u know that the only money i had left for me to pay that fee..u still force me to give just for u to eat???eventually i give up and give wat u wanted....because i appreciate u...zaba..hasif and everyone...
HASIF MALIK
i dont know how to comment on u because u always treat me nicely...but u always took faiz side...i know ur fond of him....but be decent on mee..do u know how it hurts when u annoy and winning is always on u guys..like when e argue...u let me fight faiz alone..but u supported him...IDP???REMEMBER..when i was in the u know wat room..u never waited me to finish..u waved and i smiled..u just dash off with faiz but then my smile faded and i almost cried...but when faiz is like still sibuk..u waited for him..im not asking for more of u but just please take note i have feelings too..
but uve been great...
i have other entry for my secret dairy...for hasif gemok nazri amza awad meerul...many more..i'll post it later....
peace out..
ILOVE MY FRIENDS...
MUAH ARAMY
Wednesday, February 9, 2011
my piece
Inner Human Warfare
The revelations in life seem too hard and passé to wear. To let the bare skin being swum with cold hard facts certainly needs a solid inner bravery. Sometimes the pressure were too overwhelming and we just stand there nonchalantly ,still weeping inside ,wounding the wounded –hoping that the things that happened to us is just a nightmare in chilling lonely nights ,which was a dreadful one indeed. Yet reality is just another issue in the world that people majority try to dump it away from their already dying heart and soul. People nowadays are too emotion-proof, this to say that humanity itself is being drained from the mankind lingering on mother earth. The rapid leaping of technology towards modern cosmopolitan is slowly injecting an anesthetic towards morality. Human just do not care what is happening around them: by simply shoving the problems in some imaginary cupboard. If you die,you die alone. Try lying in pain on the street of 4th Avenue in New York and see how many of the people will stop and help you; they just effortlessly strode by - to spell bounded by human ego; chasing things blindly for the sake of themselves. Noetics science suggested that human soul is somehow measureable:in the tiniest scale possible. However considering that human themselves are too self-conscious, I think it’s time to change that it is because we are no longer the cherish creature of God but rather a soulless remains of pathetic ghouls.
Aramy
10/01/11
mymymy
i maybe not the most perfect person but im definitely trying to make a reality...i was told i was fat for almost of my life time so far...im trying and its not working...people often see me as the nice guy..the one who never gets angry...the one who is easy to play with...but beyond all those smiles....something is wounding..more then ever...come take a journey about my life...the one i like to call a vivid illustrious journey
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