a poem

Jiman Casablancas November 24 at 11:08am

Here's your birthday poem

'Way back in the beginning ...when I started all of my sinning...I needed a partner in crime, you could say...so I went on a search and I started to pray.

I was eating at Pelita one nightWhen my homies came to join me and yeah we were quite tightAs my eyes toured the room, my poor heart skipped a beat...for together with them was the picture of sweet

She was glued to her Coke. Her proportions were swellHer hair was quite bushy.They were longer than hell (rambut kerinting lama)I turned and I winked and I said...Hey there. My name is Jiman. You think you could be friends with me?(Can you tough it?)And she said, I'm gagging! No way! Get me outta this dump!I said, Hey, Mr. DJ, I need a new boy to pump (and then comes Edy)

So the rest is like history. Legend, okay?You want to hear dish? I don't play it that way.How can I thank you, my sweet Farra RafikaYou turn me into a person more trashy than I ever thought I could beWe drink, we eat, we talk smack, we danced and we fallWe get stylish and borrowed each others stuff and all.

Life is unpredictable with its why and its whenBut I guess I got lucky. I found me a friendSo I’m wishing you another yearOf laughter, joy and funSurprises, love and happinessAnd when your birthday’s done

I hope you feel deep in your heart,As your birthdays come and goHow very much you mean to meMore than you can ever know.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU AGAIN.

much love.

jc

p/s: lola heart u!

tangan yang.....

.....menghayun buaian, kini tercedera pula. moga mummy cepat sembuh. dan papa tabah selalu.

chaiyok! :)

hate to say good bye

my beloved uncle will be departed this afternoon.

since he came back here for holidays, i only met him twice-the day he landed, and yesterday. and it made me feel bad. coz though i did not spend time with him as much enuff, he did gave me a precious piece of gift.

and today, it made me met him thrice, coz i'll chauffered him to the airport. and be waving him goodbye. hope to see him next year!

p/s: and trust me, semua akan meleleh air mata, dan tahan cebek bibir setiap kali sampai kat tpt check-in. walaupun tetiap tahun jumpa dia. termasuk aku juga.

some kind of....

lola is so sick of her job. she only loves the money.

lola is tired of eating. coz it only makes her fat.

lola hates being here. but by being here is what makes her, her.

lola wants to love. but she thinks too much.

lola needs her friend. but they are all so far away.

lola seems alone. though she seems not to be.

lola missed the show. and it's all her fault.

whatever it is, lola just need....some kind of.....escapism......

come, let's escape together!

.....erk

lama lola berdiam diri. tapi diam tidak mesti tanda setuju.
lola rebel. tapi rebel dalam diam.
sebab sebenarnye lola ni bisu.....