Listening to the sound of clock

White coffee... sorry, I gulped the coffee ady... haha..

It's the last day of my SBE. What a day as today we spent only around 30 minutes at the school. But, don't worry.. I have prepared the letter and has been given the permission to go back early. After that, rush rush rush and finally we set off to KK at almost 9am. Reach at KKIA at around 10am and check in. Eat my brunch and now I'm currently at Merrybrown, waiting for my departure. I feel very sleepy and I bought a cup of white coffee.. Thank God, now I feel energized... I don't have enough sleep yesterday...approximately 3 hours but I will redeem it by tonight... Can't wait to be at my room... @.@

Bla bla bla before holiday

"No! You can't do this! Please stop it before it's getting worse...", said the brain but the heart don't want to compromise... >.<

Anyway, it's going to be a week holiday and my SBE is reaching it's end by tomorrow. Will miss ya SK. Malangang.

Lastly, happy holiday and Selamat Hari Raya! =)

At least I have a week to make sure that composure to come back and erase the shouldn't. But, I'm still not sure if that can be called shouldn't or I'm being too strict with myself...

Deep insight of a gisaeng life

That deep hatred, it means deep love
                                - Hwang Jin Yi-



A gisaeng lives in her own class.
A gisaeng can never be in peace
May it love, may it happiness
It's too far to be reach

Though she may have a gisaeng husband
she is still a woman belongs to all men
They live with aristocracy mind
But slave they still

May she has a daughter
A gisaeng she will be
May she has a son
A slave he will be

----- END -----

Movie, movie and movie

I watched The three stoogers, Total recall, and step up revolution in one day and the day is today.. Oh my, this experience is awesome.

In Malaysia, this movie was released in August 9.

my second movie for today

and this was my third movie for today...

P/S: I enjoyed myself and it is time to get back to work.... @.@

You.

Maybe you are the one
but I prefer time decides for itself.
Let the past be concealed
And when that day come
I promise,
No hesitation..

If there is what so called fate
I'll accept it
And towards that day
I'm holding in
To remind myself
Life is full of imperfection.