“Don’t keep the past in your mind. Don’t stress over the future. Because if you’re too worried about what has already happened and what might happen, you can’t focus on what’s right in front of you. The present is what makes the future and what helps you move on from the past.”

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When I Look at You

Everybody needs inspiration

Everybody needs a song

A beautiful melody

When the nights are so long

'cause there is no guarantee

That this life is easy

Yea when my world is falling apart

When there's no light

To break up the dark

That's when I

I look at you

When the waves are flooding the shore

And I can't find my way home any more

That's when I

I look at you

When I look at you

I see forgiveness

I see the truth

You love me for who I am

Like the stars hold the moon

Right there where they belong

And I know I'm not alone

Yeah when my world is falling apart

When there's no light

To break up the dark

That's when I

I look at you

When the waves are flooding the shore

And I can't find my way home any more

That's when I

I look at you

You appear just like a dream to me

Just like kaleidoscope colors that cover me

All I need

Every breath that I breathe

Don't you know you're beautiful

Yeah yeah

When the waves are flooding the shore

And I can't find my way home any more

That's when I

I look at you

I look at you

Yeah

Whoa-oh

You appear just like a dream to me 

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Why is this happening ?

I found this when i scroll down my tumblr dashboard this morning. This was reblog from one of my follower. So, it require me to share with everyone who reads my post!

What is this World Coming to, People are so Disturbed and Have no Shame or Sympathy. Aren’t You Ashmed to do this thing. How Would you like it if that was one of your Kids. No Matter What these Kids Did, This isn’t a fair or treatful Punishment. I Am Ashamed.

Thank You so much, to everyone who took out the time to Reblog this and getting Word out to these poor kids.

Source: Tumblr

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Another L O V E story

I miss you like crazy. I'm still not over how I'll never get to kiss you again, run my fingers through your hair, look into your eyes, or just hug you. I'll never get to lie in the park with you just watching clouds and not having to say anything, just being happy because I'm in your arms. I liked your rather weird hair, your sense of humour, your perverse mind, the occasional annoying conversations, the funny random noises you made, the burning touch of your fingertips on my skin, and how you took my breath away and never gave it back. I hate how you said all those magical things you didn't mean and for the permanent ache you've left in my chest. I wish you'd done something to make me hate you, it would've made it easier. But I could never hate you. I can't stand to think of you with someone else, and you looking at her the way you looked at me, and not even remembering me. You weren't the shiniest button in the box, but I still don't see any flaw in you. To you I'm nothing anymore and just another girl you went out with. My friends didn't see what I saw in you. But to me you are amazing. And it kills me knowing that you don't want me.

p/s: I feel so GAY! hahaaa :)

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Just A Dream

I was thinkin about you, thinkin about me.
Thinkin about us, what we gonna be?
Open my eyes; it was only just a dream.

I travel back, down that road.
Will you come back? No one knows.
I realize, it was only just a dream.

I was at the top and I was like I’m in the basement.
Number one spot and now you found your own replacement.
I swear now that I can't take it, knowing somebody's got my baby.
And now you ain't around, baby I can't think.
I shoulda put it down. Shoulda got that ring.
Cuz I can still feel it in the air.
See your pretty face run my fingers through your hair.

My lover, my life. My baby, my wife.
You left me, I'm tied.
Cuz I know that it just ain't right.

I was thinkin about you, thinkin about me.
Thinkin about us, what we gonna be?
Open my eyes; it was only just a dream.
So I travel back, down that road.
Will you come back? No one knows.
I realize, it was only just a dream.
 

When I'm ridin I swear I see your face at every turn.
I'm tryin to get my usher on, but I can let it burn.
And I just hope you'll know you're the only one I yearn for.
No wonder I'll be missing when I'll learn?

Didn't give you all my love, I guess now I got my payback.
Now I'm in the club thinkin all about you baby.

Hey, you were(was) so easy to love. But wait, I guess that love wasn't enough.

I'm goin through it every time that I'm alone.
And now i'm wishin that she'd pick up the phone.
But she made a decision that she wanted to move one.
Cuz I was wrong...

And I was thinkin about you, thinkin about me.
Thinkin about us, what we gonna be?
Open my eyes; it was only just a dream.
So I travel back, down that road.
Will you come back? No one knows.
I realize, it was only just a dream.

If you ever loved somebody put your hands up.
If you ever loved somebody put your hands up.
And now they're gone and you're wishing you could give them everything.

Ohhh, if you ever loved somebody put your hands up.

(if you ever loved somebody put your hands up.)
If you ever loved somebody put your hands up.

(if you ever loved somebody put your hands up.)
And now they're gone and you wish you could give them everything.

I was thinkin about you, thinkin about me.
Thinkin about us, what we gonna be?
Open my eyes (open my eyes); it was only just a dream (it's just a dream).
I travel back (travel back) (i travel back), down that road (down the road)(down the road).
Will you come back? No one knows (no one knows).
I realize, it was only just a dream (No, no, no...).

And I was thinkin about you, thinkin about me.
Thinkin about us, what we gonna be?
Open my eyes (open my eyes) (open my eyes); it was only just a dream (it's just a.. it's just a dream).
So I travel back, down that road.
Will you come back? No one knows.
I realize (i realize), it was only just a dream  
(baby, it was only just... it was only just a dream)

Nooo... Ohhh...

It was only just a dream.

"My LOVE will forever be a dream"

-izzul faiz , 9:12 pm-

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journal week 3

this was my Language Development journal , so was copy and paste for my new post entry  here ... have no time for blog this few weeks ...

My Yesterdays

Dear Journal,

            I have a hard and tough time thinking of what I am going to write for my journal this week. My lecturer was given us the freedom to choose topic on our own, yet that leads to “no idea” problem. What shall I write about? Or should I change this journal into my diary, so I will have much to say about myself?

            Actually, this few days depression had strike me. I have no idea what, why and how it happened to me. I feel like I’m lose focus and living in my own world most of the time. I am never alone but always feel lonely. Thus, starting on Friday evening, after class, I headed to Mid Valley Mall, five minutes from my campus. I went there by bus, alone. I need space on my own, I need to be alone for some time, I need calmness and I need no one that day. At time I reached the mall, I decided to walk around, went in and out the shops, browsing for nothing in the shops, really have no idea what I am doing in the mall. Then, I feel like I am craving for Mc Chicken burger, so I proceed to Mc Donald and chose seat at the corner of the restaurant. Guess what, I have dropped my drink in front lots of customers and I have only less a quarter of the glass to drink on. I enjoy my meal while my eyes keep on looking at people around the restaurant. I envy some people who having fun that day and why I can’t be happy just as them? Done, I took out my Sparks’ novel that I brought along and continue my reading till Chapter 6. After that, I headed to MPH bookstores to check on latest books. Earlier, I wanted to sit and read but instead of doing that I browse for books from one shelf to another and discovered the whole stores and find some latest novels. I spend myself RM63.00 at MPH. Then, I went to Celcom Kiosk for my broadband payment, and I spend RM70.00. After that, I went in Carrefour Supermarket seeking for foods and other needs as I am living away from my parents, and spend more than RM80.00 in the supermarket. That’s my day of spending cash, and only went back to campus after 10.00 p.m.

            Day 2, Saturday. I wake up at 11.00 am and few hours after that I was somewhere in Masjid India area. I went there with my friends, all girls. The purpose was to seek for street foods and shopping at Mydin. We went back to the campus before its getting rain. Arrived campus at 6 pm, then my friend and I continue play tennis at 6.30 pm and having dinner after that. At 9 pm, we continue play badminton at the gymnasium till mid night. In the room, I found a note on my bed requesting me to wake up early tomorrow because other friends asked me to join them to KLPAC. Having no idea what is KLPAC, I surf for info. Then, I found myself fall asleep till somebody wakes me up at 9 am. My friends were waking me up and they’re ready to go to KLPAC. Rushing, I took light bath and dress myself jeans and t-shirt. We went to KL Central by LRT and took a cab to KLPAC at Sentul West. KLPAC is stand for Kuala Lumpur Performing Arts Centre and that day they were having Open Day which rarely done. We enjoy all free classes on speech and drama, extreme workout for actor, acoustic performances, a sketch and short play, and lots more classes and I enjoy most of it. I really have fun there and hope to be part of KLPAC in the future. I was virgin to performing arts and I fell in love with it. We went back at 7 pm and the time I reached my campus, my friend and I again spend our evening with tennis. This time, we get into the squash court and hit the tennis balls on the wall till dinner. Then, we continue till mid night. Feeling tired and exhausted but I am having so much fun. Sports really help me to release my stress. Now, I feel much better than previous day.

            That is my story of my yesterdays. Feel bored reading it? Well, that is how I spend my weekend in and out the campus. However, I am having indeed a fun time with my friends. At least, I feel much better for my tomorrow. I would like to thanks God for giving me such a wonderful life living with wonderful people yesterday, today and hopefully tomorrow as well. I guess I should pen off now. Thanks for reading my journal.

                                                                                                                                    Wednesday

                                                                                                                                    12:37 am

            

Begin .. . .

I am always a beginner. I only try to include different parts of life; the story of before , current, & after.

One of the many interesting and surprising experiences of the beginner in child analysis is to find in even very young children a capacity for insight which is often far greater than that of adults.

The best way for a beginner to write for animation is to closely watch animated films, then read the screenplays for them afterwards.

p/s : we'll always kids whenever we thought we were !

You can learn new things at any time in your life if you're willing to be a beginner. If you actually learn to like being a beginner, the whole world opens up to you.

*this is my 4th blog , wish me no harm after this !

with <3 ,

ezool