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Mirah


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    Wednesday, July 23, 2008


    Brief summary of what happened today:
    School
    Went for the sajak competition at innova
    started idiotically late(janji melayu kan)
    great competitors
    my favourite was the millenia guy about the sun and moon cos he's funny and erm cute
    fadhilah was the epitome of grace
    natasha and rika were as lifeless as salji hitam( black snow)
    innova people were friendly and hospitable and DAMN FUNNY esp bawang putih bawang merah ppl(HHAHAHAHA)
    we sang birthday song to whatshisname the bahas guy
    i had BROWNIES
    the Haji Suratman(or postman) was so cute like my datuk!! AWWWW!!
    When atiqah was saying shed get him first, i shouted "Hes MINE!!" causing ppl to look at me and think the other way.
    missed my mummies' call again. but this time did not cry =)
    ===i miss your reassuring voice, nagging or yelling, it still soothes my soul nonetheless ====<3


    here's my newly-inspired story from my dream i had last night(it was mainly romance-themed)
    btw it's not really like my other stories, it's confusing if you read.

    Whenever I see him, my heart skips a beat.
    Thud, thud... ....
    Take me away. Not just my breath nor my soul, nor my body but every part.
    Don't you dare leave a part of me behind.

    "I'll never let you go."

    Remember your words?
    So carelessly spoken, what was left unspoken drifted off into the wind.
    And now I've found him.
    One is not like the other.
    You, my fingers desperately trying to cling onto sand.
    Him, my hands landing upon solid ground that will never break.
    Maybe you're like the pocket in my skirt.
    One day it will tear...eventually, and all my secrets will pour out. My feelings.
    And maybe he's like the ground that stops them from falling.

    You left me.
    I have the liberty to speak now.
    With you, I am restrained. When you left, I realised.
    Your love was like a cut that kept getting deeper and deeper, one that will never heal.
    His is like,
    like,
    a pocket full of sunshine.

    Oh God. Take me away...

    ====when i see him for the first time, all i could say was 'enthralled'====

     -tales&stories;