14th july 2009 - b4 i sleep

almost the end of 14th july... before it's too late, here's a few things...

HAPPY BIRTHDAY KHALIDA

owhhh...muke kami mase sem 1. hahahaha.
this is back to when i was 18. yer taw.
muke kiddo innocent lg. haha XD

btw. happy birthday khalida.
it must be a wonderful bday aite?
hope happy2 slalooo okay~! =]

erm... TTM. it's ur 1st day of being a-part-time-teacher.
it's unbelievable act. ahah...but at least u made it~ happy 4 u.
still lupe nak tnye awk primary / 2ndry school? huhu.
ckgu PJ. it's suits u well. owh btw. thanks 4 calling as early as 8am.
u woke me up~ ahah... dkt skola pun blh call sy ke ckgu?
and yet, as i expected, u told me bout all the erm...
gedik-2-b-girls yg over excited ble jmpe ckgu lelaki baru~
anyway. best of luck with that



*urghhhh... trying my best & avoiding feelings jealous bout that*
*remember aqilah. this post is labeled as 'friends'*
so. just, friends. friends. friends. fine.
btw. good nite ppl.



awk. best of luck utk paper esok.
sy doakan dr jauh =]



**broken strings**

Let me hold you For the last time. It's the last chance to feel again
But you broke me. Now I can't feel anything

When I love you, It's so untrue. I can't even convince myself
When I'm speaking, It's the voice of someone else

Oh it tears me up. I try to hold on, but it hurts too much
I try to forgive, but it's not enough to make it all okay

You can't play on broken strings.
You can't feel anything that your heart don't want to feel
I can't tell you something that ain't real

Oh the truth hurts. And lies worse
How can I give anymore?
When I love you a little less than before

Oh what are we doing. We are turning into dust
Playing house in the ruins of us

Running back through the fire when there's nothing left to save
It's like chasing the very last train when it's too late

Let me hold you for the last time
It's the last chance to feel again