Monday, July 5, 2010

tolerate~

退一步海阔天空~
that's a nice nice one~
when one was willing to step back , open one's arm~
a hug may settle down everything and bring a smile on face~ ^ ^
temper is something stupid that we may just simply blame others without any specific reason,
just to throw out everything we feel at that moment ~ everything negative that may easily hurt others~
when we start to calm down we may start to think what are we arguing just now~
felt so stupid just to hurt each others~
a little word may hurt~
just simply because he or she is the one we care~


Sunday, May 2, 2010

for him~

for d lovely one in my life~
laz year july we ordered d same set of dinner which cost rm 8+ not nice at all~
whn i was sick u bought me a 100 plus n touched on my forehead~ v a pair of worried eyes~
whn i was stressed u r oways there to b my little dustbin~ or a sponge sponge~
which nvr scold back to me~ n let me be~ to box at u~
whn i was sad u ll gv me a big bear hug n a kiss on my forehead
telling me everythg ll be alright~
whn i was stubborn speaked loudly to u~ u ll jz b quiet n hold my hand tight~
whn i was tired~ u ll gv me ur jacket n lent me over ur shoulder~ telling me gv urself a rest~
whn i was happy~ u r d first one in my mind sharing my happiness~
ur smile~ lips rise a bit at both end ~ makes me feel warm~
as u r oways there~~ ^ ^

Monday, January 18, 2010

the way he yelled out loudly~
hahaz~ it's kinda childish for this kind of punishment~
yet so so sweet~~ ^ ^

Sunday, January 10, 2010

the new start~

after two months break~
yvonne leaned her head against the window and felt the vibration as the train pulled away from the station.
the rythmic rocking of the train, felt herself drifting away.
they walked hand in hand from the train. he drapped his arm over her shoulder and kissed the top of her head.
she resting her head on his shoulder. they are perfectly together.
he smiled at her and his eyes twinkled.
she looked into his eyes
yvonne awoke to her alarm ringing at 7am.
waking up, the alarm was like a siren, a warning bell, get up or else.
slowly rolling over, she stretched out her arm and punched down on the clock.
although the room was silenced, the ringing continued in her eardrums.
what she would gv to slp all day, to close her lids and block out the light.
many extra minute spent closing her eyes under the soothing of hot water of the shower,
dreaming of somewhere and somethingelse.
cecilia ahern short stories~
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