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Silent

One day, when I wake up in early Friday morning, for a sudden my mind asking me a question “I’m still alive, but for what?” For the past few minutes, I just keep in silent, grabbing a pillow and keep it tight in my hug, thinking for the best answer to satisfy this uneasy question. There are so many things happen till I am who I am today. No n eed for me to list all of its here, but there is one thing I will always live in regret, knowledge that I lost in each years I move on . Did you ever think how many years did you spent you breath, your times, your energy and your hope in days that learning words, numbers, sentences, grammars, pronunciations, facts, and all the general input about things going around you take place ? I do and this is what I’m crying for . I know that human aren’t perfect. They tend to forget the past when there’s something new, yet interesting appeared in the front . This is the fact, the more I further my study, the more I re...

Even I'm a loser, I'm happy living in my own world, Everything smoothly crawl, Shed tears, work hard every hours, But I never feel tired, Nor think of being frustrated, Because I know my own desired, Because I know the path I walked, Because I enjoyed the exhausted, Because it was what I wanted. Gain knowledge as a loser, So its never end forever. Written by Nik Ahmad Fariq B Nik Ibrahim Thursday, August 19, 2010

My dear love, I have so many things to tell you since the day we were part from each other . First of all, I really missed you , so much wanted to hear your voice, touch your hand and hug you as tight as I can. I keep dreaming day by day about your presents with smell of the perfume, that I remember, was your favorite ones since the first time I know you. I can’t describe correctly how the perfume fragment actual smell was, even I close my eyes, and imagine each times that I am with you, standing close to you, holding hand, and walk proudly down the streets . It really was a sad moments to rewind back which, once, was my most beautiful, wonderful and valuable memories that I ever created with you, a women with love . The tears couldn’t be hold anymore and there’s nothing I can do also. “Leave me alone! Let me comfort you, my friend!” that all I can say about the tears and me. Now I was all alone, weakly walked through days and weeks passed around. The burden on my shoulders is get...

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Dear Mohd Khairuddin , form mom: Thanks to broframestone

Am I lost? I really feel useless, Unable to control myself, I've been cold-hearted; emotionless, Talk no more, smile getting less, How should I tolerate with this life? Should I ‘google’ for a secret pass? Or take a bed story classes? Talking to an Alien from Mars? Or make a plan to move to graveyard? p/s: Perhaps not the last choice, right? ^_^ Written by Nik Ahmad Fariq B Nik Ibrahim Saturday, August 07, 2010

I really want to know something, ‘Bout regret appeared in humanity, Which defined in two different meaning, Depending on Love and ’Forgive me’. We were born together with softie, Even refused, its part of personality, We often cry for something that missing, That could be a proved for what I’m talking. Regret is not a shameful story, But it’s a teacher of an appreciative, Each tear will not be misery, But as a big smile, in future you live. Credit to Zemanta Assistant Became disillusioned for things you’ve done, Shouldn’t be a barrier to keep moving, Stand up when you fall down, For a bright future that keep waiting. Written by Nik Ahmad Fariq B Nik Ibrahim Tuesday, August 03, 2010