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Thursday, February 19, 2009

Into my own

this is one of my favourite poetry by Frost. for the shear clarity and simplicity.

ONE of my wishes is that those dark trees,

So old and firm they scarcely show the breeze,

Were not, as ’twere, the merest mask of gloom,

But stretched away unto the edge of doom.


I should not be withheld but that some day


Into their vastness I should steal away,

Fearless of ever finding open land,

Or highway where the slow wheel pours the sand.


I do not see why I should e’er turn back,

Or those should not set forth upon my track


To overtake me, who should miss me here

And long to know if still I held them dear.


They would not find me changed from him they knew—

Only more sure of all I thought was true.

Monday, February 16, 2009

it's been long..
years ago.
missing you like it's only yesterday
i wish you were here.

p/s: gaki, i wonder what will you think of me now. i miss you so much. it hurts.
i don't know why this sudden missing and longing for my late grandpa.

Sunday, February 8, 2009

so, the rumour is true..

last week has been hectic. lesson plans.  notes. classes. letters. student's activities. questions to submit to BPL. questions for formative exams.

so, i really should congratulate myself for surviving the week and managed to enjoy the weekend. (Delen and the gangs, thanks for the wonderful dinner, sorry it didn't turned as planned. i just hope you guys enjoyed the night. i did)

rumour spread, that i favour this certain student. well, apart from the fact that he's real good in chemistry and his deft fingers on strings, he's also very charming!. (how can i not favour him?). but, to tell the truth, he reminds me of a person close to my heart, considered almost a family (Pong, I miss him. we both knew, who). 

p/s: he'll remain attractive until he show awareness of him being attractive. then... duh!

Monday, February 2, 2009

home away from home

it's good to be 'home' again. (tahi cicak merata2 di rumah). means, despite the tired eyes, runny nose and sorely aching body, longing for a proper sleep. i need to sweep and mop the floor (cilaka! my mattress also got hit!)

i blame it all on an engineer 'fren' who persuasively urge me to watch 16 latest episodes of Prison Break (we managed 4 episodes in a row). by the 16th ep.. micheal not only look absurdly genius, the story become absurdly absurd. but, still, he's Wentworth Miller, how can i complaint? (pong, bila keluar yg 17?). see, what i meant?

p/s: 'fren', sorry sy tiak switched off the air cond. matilah ko bayar karan!!!
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