tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-94242622011-12-15T11:36:25.687+09:00*#*#to newbies... do read from the 1st post or you wont understand a single post#*#* *#*#this is a fiction. not a real story#*#*dA^yEViLhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06550874808883092677noreply@blogger.comBlogger111100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9424262.post-29459460885451208032007-04-20T04:23:00.000+09:002007-04-20T08:37:35.049+09:00

I chew down my last fries still eager to know the important thing that leads to this meeting. Sha, enjoying her lunch showed no signs of starting a conversation. Her pink baby-tee and khakis combination made her look outstandingly beautiful. And her long wavy hair looks perfect with her sun glasses tucked a little bit above her forehead. And watching her in person like I'm doing right now would

dA^yEViLhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06550874808883092677noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9424262.post-1147903034675632582006-05-18T06:12:00.000+09:002006-05-18T06:59:17.360+09:00

The sun is already high up when i finally woke up at around 11.30am this morning. I was always hoping a cute little canary would sing me a song when I wake up every morning. But that will always be a dream when you live high up in the 21st floor. I really hated this house the first time. I remembered myself yelling at my mom when there was no electricity in the block and the stupid generator was

dA^yEViLhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06550874808883092677noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9424262.post-1132180595841068942005-11-17T06:48:00.000+09:002005-11-17T07:36:35.903+09:00

The digital alarm clock next to my bed had been making awful beeping sounds since 10 minutes ago. It's thursday morning and my head feels so heavy. I just ignored the alarm and covered my head with my blanket. It's so relieving that the alarm stopped in five minutes or so. But as I thought things are going to be fine, the one and only person who's been waking me up every morning walks into my

dA^yEViLhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06550874808883092677noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9424262.post-1129337012066070012005-10-15T09:42:00.000+09:002005-10-15T09:43:32.073+09:00

It's sure cold even though spring has just entered here in Amsterdam. The view of the flowers blossoming through my loft's window is so breathtaking. I just woke up and saw two birds sat on the table I put in the balcony of my room last summer. They reminded me of someone from my past. Someone who shares lots of memories. Someone who already became history in my diary. Someone I will never forget

dA^yEViLhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06550874808883092677noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9424262.post-1127852546980739252005-09-28T05:21:00.000+09:002005-09-28T05:25:45.850+09:00

"Can you help me out with this tie honey?" I was never good with neckties and I guess I never will. Ash's hands run through my ties trying to perfect it. I looked deep into her eyes and didn't realize she was all done a few moments ago. "You sure made me the happiest person in the world today. You come all the way here from Singapore, set up a candle light dinner for me and bring back the

dA^yEViLhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06550874808883092677noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9424262.post-1127777685626536832005-09-27T08:30:00.000+09:002005-09-27T08:37:27.063+09:00

After lunch with Ash and her mom, I ushered myself into the living room just in time for the news on television. Too bad Ash didn't have TiVo. Without a reason I'm worried about my favorite drama series on Star World. Suddenly I remembered about my date with Sha. It's a date I guess even though I didn't agree. Slowly I walked out the front door and headed towards the cafe I had breakfast this

dA^yEViLhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06550874808883092677noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9424262.post-1127418542834968882005-09-23T04:19:00.000+09:002005-09-23T04:50:20.726+09:00

Time passed as I have a very nice chat with Sha. Without realizing, the plane will touchdown in just under 2 hours. Cabin crews are serving breakfast just after me and Farsha finished yet another coke and rum. I walked down the aisle towards the toilet just to find out it's occupied. I go back to my seat and realized Farsha is looking out the window again."I believe this is not the first time for

dA^yEViLhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06550874808883092677noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9424262.post-1127333371510465542005-09-22T04:21:00.000+09:002005-09-22T05:09:31.603+09:00

It's raining cats and dogs out there when I came back from work. Unfortunate for me to forgot to bring along an umbrella. The boots I wear is flooding with water and there's no single part of me that's dry. I my cell phone is also damp when it rang. It was ash calling me from New Zealand. "Hi sweetie. Do you miss me?" Ash's voice is so sweet on the phone. "How can't I miss my muffins? How's

dA^yEViLhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06550874808883092677noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9424262.post-1127181525098573442005-09-20T10:07:00.000+09:002005-09-20T11:00:46.233+09:00

The sun stood straight above my head as I was walking from my classroom towards my car parked in an open area somewhere near the cafe. It's really hot these days and it gets hotter with the tense from class. School is not yet over but Gary, Fred, Trish and me are skipping early for the routine meetup at Perriers."D, you sure that cutie pie of yours will be there today?" Trish asked suddenly as we

dA^yEViLhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06550874808883092677noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9424262.post-1127178436010775382005-09-20T10:02:00.000+09:002005-09-20T11:01:02.776+09:00

9th October 1985The day a new soul was given to a newborn. Never to be known the reason, he crawled into life. A man to be but the hard way for him. Pity him no one would want to tell the story of his unfortunate future life. Unfortunate for him to have the life almost all male like him desired but can't never enjoy it as it should be. This is the story of Daryll Arthur, a great guy and also a

dA^yEViLhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06550874808883092677noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9424262.post-1127178145573006392005-09-20T09:53:00.000+09:002005-09-20T11:01:14.123+09:00

I juz wanna share a never ending story derived from my experiences that i wrote every other day or so... Hope you guyz enjoy it...

dA^yEViLhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06550874808883092677noreply@blogger.com0