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What I write about might not be what I feel. It could be random. It could be about you, you or you. Or it could be about me. This is how I see the world. At least from what I saw through this thick spectacles.

:)

Tuesday, August 16, 2011

The Ballad of Mona Lisa - Panic! At the Disco

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She paints her fingers with a close precision
He starts to notice empty bottles of gin
And takes a moment to assess the sins she’s paid for

A lonely speaker in a conversation
Her words were swimming through his ears again
There's nothing wrong with just a taste of what you've paid for

Say what you mean
Tell me I'm right
And let the sun rain down on me
Give me a sign
I want to believe

Woah, Mona Lisa,
You're guaranteed to run this town
Woah, Mona Lisa,
I'd pay to see you frown

He senses something, call it desperation
Another dollar, another day
And if she had the proper words to say,
She would tell him
But she'd have nothing left to sell him

Say what you mean
Tell me I'm right
And let the sun rain down on me
Give me a sign
I want to believe

Woah, Mona Lisa,
You're guaranteed to run this town
Woah, Mona Lisa,
I'd pay to see you frown

Mona Lisa wear me out
Pleased to please ya
Mona Lisa wear me out

Say what you mean
Tell me I'm right
And let the sun rain down on me
Give me a sign
I want to believe

Woah, Mona Lisa,
You're guaranteed to run this town
Woah, Mona Lisa,
I'd pay to see you frown

Say what you mean
Tell me I'm right
And let the sun rain down on me
Give me a sign
I want to believe

There's nothing wrong with just a taste of what you've paid for



Sunday, August 14, 2011

Time & Perspective.

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salam.

'cos it is only a number.
and it doesn't mean anything.

but, the love itself that counts.
*haha, guna komen sendiri kat blog orang lain wat modal buat post.*

Sebenarnya, bila baca balik komen tu, rasa macam tak percaya that is a comment posted by me. Because the me back then was totally a person that counts the number. Macam satu kemegahan bila pikir, "Wah, dah lama dah aku dengan dia ni. Bangga-bangga. Haha XD."

But now, I think the number doesn't mean anything. If there is no love in the air, then what's the point of having those big-big numbers? If we argue on almost everything everyday, 5 or 6 years even 10 years mean nothing. What does count is what we feel for each other. How we treat the other person and how we respect each other.

Well, yes I've been with him for almost 4 years now. Yes, I've put a counter indicating how many days, weeks, months, years had past since we started everything. But, for me that is how I reminisce the memories we had all this while.

Time. It is not only an healer, but it changes how we see things. As for me, it changes my view on seeing the world.

*well, I think this is my first time talking directly about my relationship. Sebelum ni rasa macam benda tu private sangat2. And I wish to keep it that way. :)
**Aten, lagu blog aten wat fana nk layan lagu2 Kangen Band. hee
***okeh, mau layan lagu Kangen Band sekarang. :)