tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-66767311281712582712011-07-08T04:25:32.798-07:00I'm in the dream..http://www.blogger.com/profile/00102468442137874011noreply@blogger.comBlogger101100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6676731128171258271.post-48252193814706042010-02-06T08:00:00.000-08:002010-02-06T08:09:01.042-08:00<span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;">Now, College life..</span><br /><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;">Currently at KDU..</span><br /><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;">I'm in a different enviroment...</span><br /><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;">The one I'm not familiar..</span><br /><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;">Surprisingly, I love it..</span><br /><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;">=)</span><br /><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;">In a sudden, a lot of stuffs waiting for me to done it..</span><br /><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;">=(</span><br /><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;">But still there's something I failed to done it for years..</span><br /><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;">I'm still in the process..</span><br /><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;">' Forgive and forget'...</span><br /><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;">Forgive is done long ago but not forget..</span><br /><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;">It's a scar..</span><br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6676731128171258271-4825219381470604?l=worldofongelaine.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>I'm in the dream..http://www.blogger.com/profile/00102468442137874011noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6676731128171258271.post-24883807013189707602009-12-23T19:36:00.000-08:002009-12-23T19:38:55.428-08:00<span style="font-size:85%;">Spm ended LONG LONG ago.. </span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">=)</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">Went for holiday at guilin..</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">Backed, and lots to go...</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">Colleges, courses...</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">makes me go round and round...</span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:78%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">lazy to post.. bye...</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6676731128171258271-2488380701318970760?l=worldofongelaine.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>I'm in the dream..http://www.blogger.com/profile/00102468442137874011noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6676731128171258271.post-14446675246581753982009-09-04T08:09:00.000-07:002009-09-04T08:30:25.054-07:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ioPmLkY-R5s/SqEuV4jSu_I/AAAAAAAAAI4/bKKxh9pNa8I/s1600-h/P8281375.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377630383549627378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ioPmLkY-R5s/SqEuV4jSu_I/AAAAAAAAAI4/bKKxh9pNa8I/s320/P8281375.JPG" border="0" /></a> <span style="font-size:78%;color:#993399;">I cant see the edge of the lake..</span><br /><span style="font-size:78%;color:#993399;"> so do I cant see my furture....</span><br /><span style="font-size:78%;"> </span><br /><span style="font-size:78%;">When I was there, I felt that I'm so bloody lucky...</span><br /><span style="font-size:78%;">' How can they survive?? ' this question kept on distubing me when I'm there..</span><br /><span style="font-size:78%;">The place they lived, the way they wear, the meals they eat, the stuffs they do every single day...</span><br /><span style="font-size:78%;">No deny, I feel that they are much more stronger than me...</span><br /><span style="font-size:78%;">They are living in their OWN WORLD, never step out from the moutains..</span><br /><span style="font-size:78%;">They cant buy anything there although they have money..</span><br /><span style="font-size:78%;">Cows and sheeps are their properties..</span><br /><span style="font-size:78%;">Children doesn't know what's books, never been to school before...</span><br /><span style="font-size:78%;">They have to work for thier families..</span><br /><span style="font-size:78%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:78%;color:#009900;">We are lucky, dont blame anything anymore..</span><br /><span style="font-size:78%;color:#009900;">It's enough..</span><br /><span style="font-size:78%;color:#009900;">Always appreciate what you have now...</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;"> </span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;"></span><br /><br /><br /><div> </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6676731128171258271-1444667524658175398?l=worldofongelaine.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>I'm in the dream..http://www.blogger.com/profile/00102468442137874011noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6676731128171258271.post-68769889444285796672009-08-15T12:05:00.000-07:002009-08-15T12:14:17.417-07:00<span style="font-size:85%;">I know I have to go on..</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">I cant stop..</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">The destination is there..</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">Right in front..</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">I can make it...</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">I'm going to reach..</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">Let's go people, SPM is just there..</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">Few more steps and we are there..</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:78%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:78%;color:#6600cc;">I miss those moments we spent together..</span><br /><span style="font-size:78%;color:#6600cc;">They wont come back, they are just memories..</span><br /><span style="font-size:78%;color:#6600cc;">I know that we are from 2 different world..</span><br /><span style="font-size:78%;color:#6600cc;">I'm glad that I was your best friend..</span><br /><span style="font-size:78%;color:#6600cc;">Thanks for treating me as your best friend in the past..</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6676731128171258271-6876988944428579667?l=worldofongelaine.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>I'm in the dream..http://www.blogger.com/profile/00102468442137874011noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6676731128171258271.post-60281519315383597922009-07-24T09:38:00.000-07:002009-07-24T09:45:50.044-07:00<span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;">Exams, Canteen day, House keeping for class...</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;">When can I get some fresh air??</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;">When can I stop worrying??</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;">When can I really take a rest??</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;">Answer : After SPM / No rest in my whole life..</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;">There's no Take 2 in life..</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;">It's not drama...</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;">There's no REST in our life..</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;">Time goes on and we have to fasten our steps..</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;">Once you stop, you're at the back..</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6676731128171258271-6028151931538359792?l=worldofongelaine.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>I'm in the dream..http://www.blogger.com/profile/00102468442137874011noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6676731128171258271.post-76171103262475948962009-07-10T08:34:00.000-07:002009-07-10T08:51:05.871-07:00<span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;">I'm tired..</span><br /><span style="font-size:78%;">I know <span style="color:#cc0000;">i shouldn't complain anything..</span></span><br /><span style="font-size:78%;">This is <span style="color:#ff0000;">the place to write out my feelings..</span></span><br /><span style="font-size:78%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffcc66;">Elaine always cover her sad with her smile..</span><br /><span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffcc66;">Elaine always act like dont care about it..</span><br /><span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffcc66;">Elaine always say nevermind, It's okay.. </span><br /><span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffcc66;">Elaine always say I'll do it, dont worry..</span><br /><span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffcc66;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:78%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:78%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffcc00;">I dont use to show faces when i 'bo song'..</span><br /><span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffcc00;">Did i show faces when you guys call me to do something??</span><br /><span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffcc00;">Did i show faces when you guys jokes about me??</span><br /><span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffcc00;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffcccc;">I dont use to explain rumours..</span><br /><span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffcccc;">If you know me well then you will know is it a rumours or it's true..</span><br /><span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffcccc;">If you're not and yet you believe it, let it be then..</span><br /><span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffcccc;">If you wanna judge me with those rumours, up to you..</span><br /><span style="font-size:78%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:78%;color:#6600cc;">I am who i am..</span><br /><span style="font-size:78%;color:#6600cc;">I am ONG ELAINE..<br />I wont change because you want me to..</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6676731128171258271-7617110326247594896?l=worldofongelaine.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>I'm in the dream..http://www.blogger.com/profile/00102468442137874011noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6676731128171258271.post-72100349175733568552009-06-08T12:13:00.000-07:002009-06-08T12:17:29.308-07:00<span style="font-size:85%;">I got something back, But I lost another <span style="color:#ff0000;">at the same time</span>...</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"> </span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;color:#006600;">:[</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">What on earth am I doing???</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;">AAAAARRRRRGGGGGHHHHH....</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:78%;color:#6600cc;">What I did I have done, I cant change it..</span><br /><span style="font-size:78%;color:#6600cc;">Let it be and try to get into it...</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6676731128171258271-7210034917573356855?l=worldofongelaine.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>I'm in the dream..http://www.blogger.com/profile/00102468442137874011noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6676731128171258271.post-88963829396430331642009-05-23T11:19:00.000-07:002009-05-23T11:50:39.610-07:00<span style="font-size:78%;">I<span style="color:#ff0000;"> dont like</span> the word <span style="color:#ff6600;">'Goodbye'</span>..</span><br /><span style="font-size:78%;">I <span style="color:#ff0000;">hate</span> the feeling when we're going to <span style="color:#990000;">separate with another</span>..</span><br /><span style="font-size:78%;">In a sudden i feel that there's<span style="color:#ff0000;"> no big deal</span> if your <span style="color:#009900;">friends or your partner leave you</span>...</span><br /><span style="font-size:78%;">You can <span style="color:#000099;">meet</span> them someday..</span><br /><span style="font-size:78%;">You still can <span style="color:#000099;">call them out, msg them or even chat with them</span>..</span><br /><span style="font-size:78%;">But, when you <span style="color:#ff0000;">cant meet</span> your own family member whom you stayed with around one month and pay a visit every month..</span><br /><span style="font-size:78%;color:#009900;">What's your feeling??</span><br /><span style="font-size:78%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:78%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:78%;"><span style="color:#ff0000;">He's gone</span>...</span><br /><span style="font-size:78%;">NO, He went for a <span style="color:#990000;">long holiday</span> and he<span style="color:#006600;"> wont come back</span>...</span><br /><span style="font-size:78%;">It's a <span style="color:#6600cc;">release</span> for him, i think...</span><br /><span style="font-size:78%;"><span style="color:#cc0000;">No medicines, no pain, no suffer</span> anymore..</span><br /><span style="font-size:78%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:78%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:78%;">'Why you <span style="color:#330000;">dont look sad</span> when<span style="color:#330099;"> HE</span> passed away?'</span><br /><span style="font-size:78%;">A lot of ppl <span style="color:#009900;">asked </span>me this..</span><br /><span style="font-size:78%;">Well, what should i do then?</span><br /><span style="font-size:78%;">He's <span style="color:#ff0000;">gone means gone</span>, <span style="color:#cc0000;">my tears wont make him come back</span> to this world..</span><br /><span style="font-size:78%;">I think he <span style="color:#990000;">doesn't want to see us to cry</span>..</span><br /><span style="font-size:78%;">Takkan you want me to<span style="color:#009900;"> cry every single second</span>?</span><br /><span style="font-size:78%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:78%;color:#6600cc;">Appreciate whatever you have now..</span><br /><span style="font-size:78%;color:#6600cc;">Dont regret when they're gone..</span><br /><span style="font-size:78%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:78%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:78%;"></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6676731128171258271-8896382939643033164?l=worldofongelaine.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>I'm in the dream..http://www.blogger.com/profile/00102468442137874011noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6676731128171258271.post-5283377107597718102009-05-12T00:52:00.000-07:002009-05-12T01:04:34.807-07:00Exam is going on..<br />Have to suffer for <span style="color:#ff0000;">3 WEEKS</span>!<br />Ish...<br />Nvm, i will just take it as a <span style="color:#ff6666;">start</span> for preparation..<br />=)<br /><span style="font-size:85%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">****************************************************************</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">Tears were rolling down form<span style="color:#ff6600;"> her</span> and<span style="color:#ff6600;"> his</span> eyes..</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">Seeing the way <span style="color:#33cc00;">he</span> suffer, the tears just drop, the heart just ache..</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">The very first time i see <span style="color:#ff6600;">him</span> and <span style="color:#ff6600;">her</span> burst out in front of me..</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">The heart is aching, i understand..</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">Seeing the way <span style="color:#666600;">he</span> treat <span style="color:#ff0000;">us</span>, the feeling is worse..</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">Saying some uncomfortable words that cause heartache..</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">Doing some unbelievable stuff that cause the tears to drop..</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">****************************************************************</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">Dont ask or mention about<span style="color:#33cc00;"> him</span> in front of me..</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">I scare i will be like<span style="color:#ff6600;"> them</span>, burst out in a sudden...</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="color:#ff0000;">God </span>will take what <span style="color:#ff0000;">HE </span>wants when the time comes..</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">Stop suffering is my wish for <span style="color:#33cc00;">him</span>..</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6676731128171258271-528337710759771810?l=worldofongelaine.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>I'm in the dream..http://www.blogger.com/profile/00102468442137874011noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6676731128171258271.post-8562775296481645812009-04-25T10:29:00.000-07:002009-04-25T10:45:55.521-07:00<span style="font-size:85%;">I'm <span style="color:#ff0000;">back</span> after so long..</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">:)</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">Having an old folk at home is not<span style="color:#ff6600;"> as good as</span> i think..</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">There's lots of trouble..</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">Like what chinese said ' having an old folk at home just like gold at home '..</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">I <span style="color:#ffcc33;">dont really agree</span> with it...</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">Moost of them dont like to listen to us, the <span style="color:#ff6666;">younger generation</span>..</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">I dont know why..</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><div><span style="font-size:85%;"></span> </div></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">Not only old folks, sometimes i feel that <span style="color:#cc0000;">adults act like kids</span>.. <div><span style="font-size:85%;">Maybe worst than kids...</span></div><div></span></div><span style="font-size:85%;">Everyone have two faces but not too over..</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">I thought they should be <span style="color:#ffff33;">more mature</span> than me or us but they acts make me <span style="color:#ff0000;">disagree</span> with it..</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="color:#999900;">Two weeks</span> from now, mid year exam..</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">Did I really study for my mid year or trail or spm??</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">Well, my answer is <span style="color:#3333ff;">not fully prepared</span> or <span style="color:#000099;">no</span>...</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">The Elaine who used to fight back last time is gone..</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">I<span style="color:#ff6666;"> lose</span> my <span style="color:#33ff33;">confident</span>, my <span style="color:#33ff33;">siprit to fight</span>...</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">* </span><span style="font-size:78%;">Time to get back to my books. Let's study, people..</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6676731128171258271-856277529648164581?l=worldofongelaine.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>I'm in the dream..http://www.blogger.com/profile/00102468442137874011noreply@blogger.com0