Friday, August 12, 2011


I don't talk about work at home. I don't talk about home at work.

So don't ask.

Thursday, August 11, 2011


Don't ask what am I doing. I hate answering question. I hate being interrupted. I hate the curiosity about the flow. I hate every single concern you give. At least for now.

The biggest hatred is because...

I hate to answer question while I'm concentrating and who doesn't?

Get Out!


Especially blog.
Especially Facebook.

80 percent from blog and 60 percent from Facebook is the part of daily life activities or thought or babbling or for fun, but secretly shared at virtual world. It is a two different world, share the same thing but never CONNECTED. 

So, shut up your mouth from taking it seriously and mentioning or assuming how bad the person are. Especially me.

You judge badly!
I hate you for influencing everything! 

You never know. You never know. You never know. 

Wednesday, August 10, 2011


Never satisfied.
Never satisfied.
Never satisfied.

Angry over nothing.
Angry over everything!

Tuesday, August 9, 2011


Only if you can see the fire is burning through my hair slowly coming inside to my body, and silently stab my heart which is full of gas. You know, the fire (even the heat) will never be best friend with the gas; the petrol?

The fire is harm on its own.
The petrol is not. 

But when you mix these both, whamppp!

So, stop!

Stop telling me what to do. Stop directing  my life. Stop complaining every single thing about me because now you are the fire. And I, I am the petrol. We will never be bestfriend. You are harmful even when you're alone. Don't drag me in. Don't even come closer to me. The heat of yours can trigger another full blast of fire, which clearly cause more damage.

I'm damaged already.

So, stop!

Just stop!

Rolling Roll Rolling Roll

You know I like you and I show it off but please I like you because I just like it. When you chose to hate me, then do it. I just like you. No price. No no. My attention is priceless, you're lucky to get it and now you don't coz you hate me and well, who cares?

I just like like like like. Like rolling eyes! You can't roll it for too long. It will exhausted and can cause you to blind.

Blind to see love. Gotcha!