The next best thing than to sleep whole day is to stay awake the whole night..2 consecutive days already of not sleeping at night. Will surely pay for this but i'll worry about that later. Having too much fun not sleeping at night. Running out of things to do but I just wanna stay up coz I feel really at peace at night. Morn are boring and hot and what not so thats why I prefer staying awake at night. But too bad no one else wanna join me. Someone did accompany me till 4am before she got dc n went to sleep. The sun is up but I dont feel like sleeping. What a beautiful day!!

Appreciation

A truth unspoken is a truth too many

Words hold no value in it, it is only when you

Value your words; you set a price to it

Listen my friends, as the vocal of my heart speak

I went back to my old school yesterday like most of you do

Since it was teacher’s day

And it felt different, not that it’s been 2 years since

I graduated from my school

Yes, the same old school I always dread coming to

When I had to drag my tired and sleepy body at 630 in the morning

Just so I will get a scolding at 8 for not doing my homework

Coz I was way too busy playing my Playstation

See, I felt different because I actually look forward to coming back

And I miss their constant nagging and telling me what not to wear

Coloured shoes, ankle length socks and baggy pants

But there I was, 10 in the morning standing

With my Air Force 1 sneakers, big shirt and baggy pants

I saw my English teacher, standing at the corner, smiling at me

And I walk up to her, with my swagger, smiling back, shaking her hand

And as we stood there, caught up in our little conversation

Reminiscing, recollecting fragments of precious memories

I ask in my usual self, “Cher, how much do you make uh?”

Well I’m just being a little nosey here but I was trying to see my career options

But see, I fail to think about one little thing…

“What do teachers really make?”

They are not too concerned with how (money) much they make

Coz if they do, they would have stop a long time ago

The long hours plus the silly antics of inconsiderate and immature

 Students like me and my classmates was, financially it is not worth it

And so I ask myself, “What do teachers really make?”

And I wonder as my mind wander to the poem I heard and love

By Taylor Mali

He is a teacher and let me share an excerpt of his poem

And it goes…

“I make kids wonder,
I make them question.
I make them criticize.
I make them apologize and mean it.
I make them write, write, write.
And then I make them read.
I make them spell definitely beautiful, definitely beautiful, definitely beautiful
over and over and over again until they will never misspell
either one of those words again.
I make them show all their work in math.
And hide it on their final drafts in English.
I make them understand that if you got this (brains)
then you follow this (heart) and if someone ever tries to judge you
by what you make, you give them this (the fist)”

Teachers…They do more than to teach

They hold you up high; they bring you crashing down to the ground

They can make a C+ feel like a congressional medal of honour

And they can make an A- feel like a slap in the face

But most important of all, they lead you to who you really are

And that’s who I am today

So what do teachers really make?

Stayed up the whole night thinking about it

I ask, I ask and I ask myself

Well, the truth is simply

Teachers make a whole lot of difference

Now we all know its true…

First and foremost, I wanna thank all who wish me happy birthday. Appreciate it. I dont need no presents coz i have it all from you. Your friendship is what matters most to me.
Aite, back to it, took me 30mins to get it written down. Just written on the spot with barely any thoughts in mind. Just allowing what i feel to come out here. Plus its way too early in the morn, not that fully awake...

Reflection...

A truth unspoken is a truth too many

Words hold no value in it, it is only when you

Value your words; you set a price to it

Listen my friends, as the vocal of my heart speak

28^th August ‘07, a day after my 19^th birthday

19!!! The age screams, deafening my already deaf ears

The truth is covered with dirt and dust but tainted it is not

Inconvenient it might be but tainted it is not

I’ve been deaf far too long, blatantly disregard the words

Of advice and encouragement

Turning a deaf ear and closing my ears whenever it reaches

Close to the depth of my eardrums

I’ve been blind far too long, knocking down signs

Along my twisting path; the words are not big enough,

Not bold enough, and when I can finally see them…

I turn away, I won’t read them

I’ve tasted freedom, success and love…

I don’t like them…

Because all I wanted was to taste the bitter taste of

Slavery, failure and hatred

I devour these traits like an impoverished child

Feeding the monster, which is me

Because my mind is “fed” up with poverty and inhumanity

That nothing bothers me anymore

I am a cripple, crippled by the disability to exercise my ability

To be a better man

I am a slave, enslaved by temptations and desire and following the

Every order from my master

I am a criminal, in my pursuit of not getting into trouble I’ve

Betrayed and lied to get away…

Understand the more shit changes, the more it stays the same

It’ll stay that way as long as the truth remains

19 is just a number, but it does make me wonder

We live far too long in this place we call home but what

Have we done in our time here…

Hmm…let me allow my mind to wander

Reflection…

A truth unspoken is a truth too many

Words hold no value in it, it is only when you

Value your words; you set a price to it

Listen my friends, as the vocal of my heart speak

Have you ever want someone so bad, you need them

When your pulse starts racing and slows down

All at the same time,

The mere thought of them got you breathless, and as you expands

Your lungs, you inhale all it is about them

And when their smile is all you ever think about

All you wanna think about, all you can think about

What is it that makes one feel like this?

I’m not saying it but ya’ll say this is what love feels like

“I’ve watch too many movies, listen to too many songs”

Like Shakespeare, “If music is the food of love, play on”

But these are the same one who says they are in love

And barely 3 weeks later, fall in love with someone else

So why should I believe in any of them

When they advice the person they ask advice about love from

They say love is not blind, i say we just can’t see the truth in it

Coz we’re all in love with the idea of being in it

Coz we’ve been "blinded by love", we can’t see it for what it is

A truth unspoken is a truth too many

Words hold no value in it, it is only when you

Value your words; you set a price to it

Listen my friends, as the vocal of my heart speak

Reflection...

Penny For Your Thoughts" - Gemineye

Can I offer you a penny for your thoughts?
As a matter of fact, how about three?
One penny for you, one penny for me,
And one penny for our minds engaged not so sexually.
Getting intimately closer as we approach the
Climatic altitude of nude, mental, sensational... conversation.

Because Im trying to get to know everything about you
From the neck... UP.

So these are not your typical, sexual, poetical prose.
Im trying to close the door on that all too familiar freaky foreplay game.
With which most guys have chose to approach you.
While they are trying to get deeply imbedded
In the fine fibers of your bed sheets,
Im trying to find and define the fibers of which your mind speaks.
I want to engage you
By putting a two karat solitaire diamond on your mind
Marrying your every thought!

I want to lick every inch of every crevasse
So I can get an oral fix from each orifice
And taste you passionate IMAGINATION.

Id rather be naked and exposed, holding you
As we're lying and you're crying
While confiding and describing
the tough times youve had in life
And how you dont know
If you can keep a relationship long enough to be somebody's wife.

I wanna feel the heartbeat of your inner rhythms
As they lead me toward your warm, wet, waterfalls of feminine thoughts.
And ill swim in them.
From backstrokes, to breaststrokes,
Im penetrating every entrance... to your mind.
Taking my time to find out everything about you.

Did I ever tell you about how you
Fell asleep in my presence?
And your mere essence
Kept me awake for hours
As I cowered with this feeling
Of sexually unadulterated mental connection?

And as you lay by my side
I pushed the blinds aside
And took the time in the moonlight of that night
To count 72 eyelashes
On the upper eyelid of your right eye!
Because when you sleep
Your eyes remain open slightly.

And while we probably moves in too quickly into some sexual shit
Ive always cared more about the explicitly illicitness
That came from between you lipsmeaning your voice.

So now I am standing here
Ready to trade in all the sexual acts that we've preformed
For the chance to reform the very foundation
And the basis of our relationship.

So I reiterate my opening statement
And I offer you another penny for your thoughts!

Can't resist the temptation to write something even at this hour.

I'm the jester among these kings

I'm the common man among ya'll prince

I'm the dirty laundry you wanna keep in

I'm the shoes you aspire to fit in...

I'm your thoughts when you are subconscious

I'm the glove when boxers throw punches

I'm the home-cooked food when you had packed lunches

I'm the alphabets that hold up all sentences...

I’m the star the wise men look to for directions

I’m the money back guarantee if they don’t meet satisfaction

I’m the past, the future, the present, all contradiction

Call me a doctor coz I got patients/patience

I'm what you hear, touch, smell, taste and see

Some call it the 5 senses but only one is me

If my greed chases yours dollars, I beg for some sense

Priceless...These words are written with God's hand...

-Internal Reflection-

So ya, reach home ard 1130 just now. The bill came up to $31 btw. Hahaha!! Next is my turn. Daym!!. How am I going to come up with $30?? Someone plz give me the $30. Please...
So as promised, the new lyrics. Took 45 mins to do this. Will be using this for Dan5. 

Welcome to my mind where witty lines inhabit
like ads once you hear it, you want more of it
they want me to spit it, unhygienic so

Like an alcoholic I kick it like a bad habit

Subliminal verses, street lingo when I curse

Like an automatic, I shoot lines in short burst
clad in black attire, fingers on the trigger

And if I got hit, I’ll do a Kanye “Through the wire”

My bros call me DEFT, death by a thousand cuts

Depth too deep, my verses reach the coldest heart

The beat speaks to me, it’s so instrumental
K1K 07, the beginning of something special

Bored!!!!!!! Watch 2 movies today. Horror movies at that!!!! "1408" and "Stay Alive". Nah, it ain't that scary. It help that I watch it in the afternoon. But if u have been to my room, you'll know that you can barely tell morning from night. It's that dark.

i recommend u watch "Stay Alive". The plot is good (minus the last scene) except for the acting. It's about a video game that kills the players if they die in the game. Just a very2 simple synopsis. "1408" was ok i guess. It wasn't that scary.

What should I do during the holidays? Nothing much to do. SPDJ chalet, organising the upcoming concert, recording of songs & tuition for both Fatin and Alif (Noora's bro). Other than that, nothing much.
Meeting with Zabid n Shafiq later on to hang out. Shafiq is treating us. Finally!! Next up will be me treating them. Just a lil tradition we have. The person who is celebrating his birthday will have to treat the other 2. Have to set aside $30 for it.

Speaking of birthdays, today is the start of a 3 day birthday marathon!!! 25Aug - Wan Nur, 26 Aug - Nadiah, 27 Aug - Mine. N ya, so I wish Wan Nur happy Birthday the only way I know how. It brought her "eyes become all watery". 

And ya, Fatin wish me happy birthday!!! She thought it was 27 Aug today. Hahaha!!! That emo tomato dearie of mine. Hahaha!!!

Will be back later to post new lyrics

Exams are over and holidays are in. Finally. Badly need a break from school. Hopefully, I'll start recording on a few solo songs during holiday. Some of the plans are a collaboration with "Slingshot Ammo", which we might be doing for the upcoming concert. Another collaboration is with a guitarist. Plus droppping a few verses here and there. hope it will be a productive holiday. Here is a 12-line verse for Dan21. Already have a few verses for that beat. Just have to choose which verse to go with. Enjoy!

A beautiful girl with a sweet demeanour
God please forgive me, I've been a sinner
my eyes fixed on her well-developed lips she's been blessed with

But my mind wanders to her curvaceous hips

First saw her in tears, her boy left her

And with her best friend, it crushed her

Devastated when she caught them kissing and

Started flipping and fall victim to deep depression

What was I suppose to do but stood by her

Pull her close, gave my heart, offer my shoulder

A year on, we best friends, I know she’s listening

Word is bond and I’m bonded to you, “I love you”

I miss Azze.

"The air thickens. It's getting harder to breathe. The weight of the past ghost haunts me. It crippled me. A spot of light shines, illuminate the darkness. But the more I try to get closer to it, the further it gets away..."
Just a lil something of what I'm feeling. So I'll whet the the appetite with 4 lines. Will use it somewhere in a new lyric.

Her bitter tears flood her silent cries

And with every lie, the truth in her dies

Her lenses hide her dreamy eyes
Coz I see my reflection off her glassy eyes