my love to Teluk Intan

taken from Google

 

Fifteen years is enough to make a collection of memories in here. Here is the place I was born and grow until i reached 15... I miss them all.. KFC, Fajar(now is The Store) and mostly friends. My friends who have been with me since in primary school, my friends that I met in my secondary, my neighbors, my crush and etc. Miss their craziness, fun, sad and fights together. I which I can go back there for real and spend time with them until they get bored (now with cinema in TI and MacD and other intresting place to hang out, I think they wont) hmm.. 4 years I search for the right time where I can just go to TI and meet them, talk about things that I miss for the 4 years back. But, time is just keep passing by so quickly and does not stop or paused. There are times when my family stop for awhile for launch before we reached to my grandparents house in Sabak Bernam. That time is just enough for me to take a glimpse of my old school but not to meet my friends since we are in rush. I was really sad till now and hope that 'next time' will come. That time come last year's Raya in MacD but just for awhile. I am really sorry to them cause cant stay longer for those who came late. haiz...
I will 'next time'..

family bonding

this bond suppose to be the unbreakable bond. this bond should shield any circumstances that will come by. this bond is there when they were small... but as they grow up and have many commitment they seems to forget. they have no respect to their parents. they break their parents heart into pieces without knowing that at their age they should be in peace. they should be happy to have great children and give them cute grandchildren. In real life... things are just opposite. the children seems to forgot the bond. more jealousy, hatred is created in their heart than love. . hmm.. sometimes they think that the bond that cause them trouble..

the man who care..

He is the only man I know for all my life. I love him and I know he loves me too. He is handsome looking man and that why he is my man. He always busy with his work and put work as his most important thing in life. He seldom show his love towards me that is because he does not know the way to show it and he will feel awkward if he does. He used to have time but that time has been use for his friends and his work. People always talk behind him for his perfectionist in everything he does. He is very particular with even the slightest mistakes. Sadly, he never see his imperfection. His words sometimes is sharper than a blade. That words make a scar to my heart. With all that, I still love him.. respect him... as he is the man who care..

p/s: sorry for any mistakes in the sentences.