Little Bump on The Road

Love and care may come side by side. As well as memory and touch. As lightning it came struck but never one leave scars behind. All those memories lingered in my mind but couldn't I get it out. Keep on flashing like blurring picture in the rain. this tears never will dry those sadness for it will give out a new light in life.

Just this hand might held out, reaching out to you, far away from forever, will you look at me just like the way you did before? Will you smile warming up the sky today as your return will never undo. I hope for the best but will it stay, no one knew. Stay in peaceful of yours, I'll pray for your best. Never little did I forgot. All those memories stayed. And won't bring you back.

Keep my eyes wide open, hold my tears behind my eyes for I will bid farewell. Farewell long gone.

Till we meet again my dear aunt. Rest In Peace.

p/s: I'm gonna miss u so much.

Gone.

What more can I say when there's nothing I can do about it. The last respect for all I can give. Hey you. Yes you. I just want you to know, I'll be wishing you goodbye though our moment lasted for only 1 night and yet you're not even there for it (as visible as eye can see). But deep down in my heart, I know you're with us that night. I might not know how hard it was for you but hoping you'll be doing just fine there made us smile. This is my heart. Just for you. Smile, as this is goodbye. Until we meet again.

- Gone -

With unheard voice words left unsaid,
Would last drop of rain in the sea,
Taste as sweet as it can be
That was the last of you
The last of you

Those are tears of left behind,
Look just how it make us fine

Gone, gone, gone and gone
Lie alone, cold and no breath
As if it was the end

Gone, gone, gone and gone
Wishful thought couldn't make it alive,
Wishful tears as it speaks goodbye

Those days were falling apart,
If the wish on the stars can be rewind,
Even if thousand hopes could not be
That was the last of me
The last of me

Those are tears of left behind,
Look just how it make us fine

Gone, gone, gone and gone
Lie alone, cold and no breath
As if it was the end

Gone, gone, gone and gone
Wishful thought couldn't make it alive,
Wishful tears as it speaks goodbye

And if only I'd be there,
And if only I'd hold you,
And if only I'd turn back,
Glance back even for a second,
It wouldn't be too late

God, I wish I were you but I can't
Coz the clock haven't stop ticking

Gone, gone, gone and gone
Lie alone, cold and no breath
As if it was the end

Gone, gone, gone and gone
Wishful thought couldn't make it alive,
Wishful tears as it speaks goodbye
As it speaks goodbye

p/s: this is lyric btw. and.... written by me. haha. I've been lookin all around for someone to compose this lyric for a song but none of them were to be found. Poor me but it's okay.

=) Till then, i'll be waitin'!

-EMM-

~ArTiFiciAL LoVe~

It’s almost 4 am in the morning and I’m still awake watching SKINS while I’m supposed to be sleeping at this moment since I’ve got class at freakin’ 8 AM in the morning!! Urrghh.. I’m sleepy but my eyes widely fluttered open.

Well, last time I’d introduce you guys to one of my fav song from Tyler Ward, [Paper Heart]!! I guess most people already know bout him but if you guys are interested, just click the name above. I’ve put the link to his Youtube page so guys can check his songs out!

Okay, I would like to introduce Sairah Bella, one of the youtube artists that I like! It might be a little bit confusing but this is not Sara Bareilles. I stumbled on her page when I was wondering around youtube in early 2010. She has a very unique voice that you can differentiate her from other singers. The way she strumming her guitar is also good.

Wait! I remember it now! I was so obsessed with Zee Avi’s songs that made me track down her account in Youtube! Zee Avi is awesome!! You guys should check her out too!! Especially her [Honey Bee] and if any of you guys is Malaysian, [Kantoi] probably ring a bell! That’s her!

KoKoKaiNa

For me, Sairah has the talent both in singing and writing lyrics. The first song that made me went wow on her entitled [Artificial Love]. At that time, I was in the mood of listening to the originals songs that people made. (It’s clearly after I’ve got influenced by the awesomeness of KokoKaina’s songs. =_=”)

At that time Sairah worked in a nursery and was entrance by the kids she took care of. She wrote the song for the mother of the kids and later on realized the truth about the family. Wonder what do you feel like you saw it was perfect, nice, and smooth and everything but deep inside it was all too chaotic to even look at it. Sairah managed to convey the feeling she had that time to her song.

I was looking for a song that is down-to-earth theme and that song just clicked. I was born and raised up in a town where parents are ultimately busy. Kids like us were sent to nursery and some of them got maids to take care of them. They grew up alone and eventually wanting a warm, welcoming, soothing surrounding. Sairah may see it from the perspective of an outsider but kids like us ARE the insider.

Seems too perfect on the outside but cluttered inside. Smile on the outside but broken inside. It all seems too perfect like a dream come true for them but it’s all somehow just a lie. It’s not like we could blame the both side for being there or even the situation. We are squeezed into the changes of the world and parents are forced to work to feed their kids. None of them were to blame.

Here the song from Sairah entitled [Artificial Love]. It won’t take too much time, just spend 2 minutes listen to this song. And oh, I’ve put the lyrics down there. Scroll down okay?

~LyRiCs~

She wakes up at dawn to pretty herself
She's forgotten her age but she don't need help
With an echoing house, designer clothes and a maid
A face lift, implants, diamonds and a jag

Two boys and two girls who live in daycare and a silent husband who's never there
He says that he'll call but always seems to forget, he says sweetheart you understand,
It's only business

And everything on the outside always seems to be alright but inside shes petrified of the light And she cries every night in this hole thats shes dug, shes soothing her soul with artificial love

And she walks with her head held high, cigarette blowing smoke to the sky
And her lips are perfectly lined
And her skirt gives the look she implies

And everything on the outside always seems to be alright but inside shes petrified of the light And she cries every night in this hole thats shes dug, shes soothing her soul with artificial love

And i used to think she had everything i used to think she had the world at her feet
Till the day her daughter said to me,i wish you were my mommy

And everything on the outside always seems to be alright but inside shes petrified of the light And she cries every night in this hole thats shes dug, shes soothing her soul with artificial love

~PaPeR HeaRt~

Somehow, sitting alone in front of my beloved lappie, I found myself another new world. I used to believe reality is everything. I once have my own world ever since in high school. That’s the only way to run away from reality. Reality hurts. I know. But nevertheless, you have to face it. But when I grew up and few years later I found myself running away again. Being a refugee in your own reality make you want to forget everything and indulge yourself in a world where you felt safe and calm.

And here I am. Wondering around in youtube and stumble across many talented artist. I know its sound crazy to anyone beside me now but I do believe and I felt really clam knowing there are many people out there who pursued their dream in any way possible. Me? Just sitting and watching as time passes by.

I want to be someone. Not someone that everyone adores but I want to be at least someone in my own world. I want to be me. I want to feel as human. Up and down and still breathing, that’s who I am. Smiling despite knowing things would be worse than it is. Screaming inside but no one ever heard it. Hating like no one ever cared. I try every way I can. So that I can look up again.

This is not a heart break. This is not a tears fall down my cheeks scene. This is just me and life. Enjoying every second I’ve got being someone useful and useless. Every turn up and down, dancing every step I can to my heart content. How about you?

Listen to this song~ And it make me wanna turn around and dance!

PaPeR HeaRt - Tyler Ward

Caramel Latte

               That was the drink that I had that night. At first, I didn’t know what latte was. My friend told me it was milk and caramel latte; milk plus caramel. So I thought, why didn’t give it a try. As the drink was put on my table by the waiter, I smiled in satisfaction. My Caramel Latte. It smells so nice.

                It was raining that night and hot Caramel Latte gave a sensation of my ideal restaurant. That restaurant wasn’t my ideal restaurant but the arrangement somehow fit with my current situation. A plate of butterfish cooked with butter along with a cup of rice in front of me. Of course, without any hesitation, I dig it in. It was great. The butter gave the feeling of warm and the fish mixed taste of sweetness in the rain. It was one of the great moments I had that day. I know, I’m a person who really enjoyed meal damn much. Silly me but hey, I do really love food.

                Wiping my mouth with a tissue placed on the left side of my plate, I pushed the plate a little bit forward and took the drink that I’ve been desired to drink a while ago. Swinging the spoon in the glass mixed the 3 layers of caramel latte and ended up with one warm colour, brown. Caramel tingled in the air. As I about to drink it, I smell of Nescafe. Wait. It was definitely Nescafe. Where did it come from?

                I looked around the table. My other friends ordered Chocolate Ice Blend and Mocha Latte. Okay. Maybe it was from Mocha Latte. Then I happily lifted up my glass and drank it. My eyes widened and my throat felt weird. Shit. It tasted like Nescafe. I put it down and turned my eyes to my friend. I asked her why it tasted like Nescafe. Then she replied while holding her glass, “Because it was latte. Latte is a mix of milk and coffee.” Shit. I didn’t know about that! I knew I smell Nescafe just a while before.

                I looked the Caramel Latte in front of me. Should I or should I not drink it? Hm. That made my eyes hurt from staring seriously at the glass in front of me. Actually, I’m not a coffee drinker nor that I’m a chocolate drinker. Anything got to do with coco or coffee made my throat and stomach feel weird. I know those things are not weird, I’m the one who supposed to be weird here.

                Nevertheless, I decided to drink it since it cost me quite a number compare to a normal drink. Not that the restaurant had normal price drinks in the menu. Haha, but neither way, I had no choice but to drink it. My friends said not to drink it since I can’t do such drink. Hey, it will get wasted if I didn’t drink it! I placed both of my palms besides the glass, and hold it up. Hesitantly, I swallowed it slowly. As it became bitter for every swallow, the sweetness of caramel ran through my taste bud. I came to like it.

                I put the empty glass back on the table. Holding the bitterness in mouth, I quickly grabbed a glass of mineral water in front of me. Trying to wash away the taste of coffee from my tongue, I gulped it a bit. It’s gone though, but the feeling remained. The feeling of bitterness on the outside and the sweetness on the inside.

                Hey, it was just Caramel Latte. Just a glass of Caramel Latte but it did change the moment after I drank it. You know, when you are tired from working your mind like crazy and knowing a warm and sweet drink place beside you, it feels calm and suppressing. It made me thinks, of all the hard work and pain that I’ve been through is like Caramel Latte. I admit I dislike Nescafe or Coffee or so on. Somehow it’s how you face your life.

                You have to open up and took up the challenges. You know it would go wasted if you ever let it go but if would be different when you decided to take it head on. The bitter feeling emphasize thoroughly on the pain and the sweat from your working. The lingering taste of caramel will make you smile after all. You may impersonate it as your love life or maybe your study and many other things that you wanted to do. Take it or waste it. That is life.

                  Okay, I’ve been babbling like hell. Guess gonna stop myself before getting my fingers glued to the keyboard. And those who never drink Caramel Latte, you really should give it a try! It was nice though.

                                                                                -EMM-

newbie

Hyeap!

                Woah, I can’t believe myself doing this. I’ve never thought myself would be a blogger. Tonikaku, I’m here! Just a short introduction though, name is $#%$%^$^!! Nice to meet you! Haha, not gonna tell ya my name.. Hehehe, anyway, this blog is created to anyone who wants to let out their every minus minutes in their life. Actually it’s me who wants to let my minus minutes out in my life. Feel free to stop by. Sore ja! Mata ne!

                                        -MM- [Every Minus Minutes]