Live it Right

Life is about making Something out of Nothing at all. If you're able to do that, you're able to do Everything.

Painted Life

Life is like a flower, painted to perfection, yet at the end it wilts, fragile as it is, only the stem left unbroken.

Fallen Leaves

Like the autumn leaves, we fall at times, only to find ourselves blown away by the wind, and thus we reach yet another place.

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New Year Resolution


I know it's kinda late for my resolution, but here it is. I'll try to name 10 of them(2 ambitious I presume). xD

1. Do not buy Dress until the end of the year. (Bought 5 dresses for CNY alone.><")
2. Do not buy Books until the end of the year. (Bought lots of books enough to last me for a couple of years, or even more. xP)
3. Spend my money wisely (Gonna be broke every semester)
4. Take good care of my hp (While it's still alive and kicking)
5. Go less shopping (While I don't have money)
6. Smile more =)
7. Cry less. =P
8. Eat more. =D
9. Get FAT. XP
10. And lastly don't be such a lazy bump. xP

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2012 1st Post: And yet it's so boring. xP

Haven't updated in awhile, thought I do so today.
Two more papers to go! And then I'm free!!!!!Yoohoo~

Anyway, recap of what I've been up to recently.
Hehe, got the RM200 book voucher.
RM50 use to pay off my debt to my sis, wahaha,
Good use of it, since I don't have cash. xD

The remaining RM150 use to buy 5 novels, 1 Book Wrapper, 5 pens, 1 eraser. Hee...
1 novel I bought for my elder sis, since she ask me to,
2 novels are crime thrillers, my favourite. xD
Another 2 novels is a different genre altogether,
Thought I try reading something different, instead of the usual.

Hmm, wot else is ther to say?
Can't remember. update later. hehe.

anyway, if you guys would love to read comic strips,
here's one, from someone I know, damn hilarious. =D

http://dontlikethatbro.blogspot.com/p/comic-strips.html

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Confession to make

I have a confession to make,
I'm tired of dressing up,
Tired of constantly having to make myself feel pretty,
So as not to feel intimidated by all the pretty people,
Tired of having to seek for attention all the time,
Hoping that people will notice me,
Why do we have to do that?
Why do we have to be like that?
I'm tired of always trying to be pretty,
Every girl loves to dress up,
Loves to be told they are pretty,
But who can really tell who's really pretty,
You see all the pretty faces,
On the billboard, on the posters, on the magazine,
Are those people who we call pretty?
And are we not pretty enough ourselves?
Why do we stress so much on the outer beauty,
When so little people have what they call the inner beauty.

For now,
I realize I lack of that inner beauty,
One might be able to look pretty on the outside with the help of some make ups,
But how can one really be beautiful from the inside?
And only those who cares about you can truly sees how beautiful are you within.

Hmm, note to self, I don't wanna be some pretty face without a beautiful soul,
I wanna be pretty with a beautiful soul,
I guess to do that, I ought to learn to be independent 1st.

P/S: Beauty is in the eyes of the beholder after all, [E.g. To me, a girl smoking is just so ugly, I have no idea why, but I just feel so.]

Regards, Enaj.