In the mood for Indo-Brit-pop right now. Am listening to the likes of Padi and Dewa and Coldplay and Keane and Rischard Ashcroft, while trying to come up with mid-semester exam questions for the students. Guess the students have to be prepared for questions that are tinged with sadness, frustrations, hope and unrequited love hahahahhaha.....
MENANTI SEBUAH JAWABAN
Padi
Aku tak bisa luluhkan hatimu
Dan aku tak bisa menyentuh cintamu
seiring jejak kakiku bergetar
Aku tak terpagut oleh cintamu
Menelusup hariku dengan harapan
Namun kau masih terdiam membisu
Chorus:
Sepenuhnya aku ingin memelukmu
Mendekap penuh harapan tuk mencintaimu
Setulusnya aku akan terus menunggu
Menanti sebuah jawaban tuk memilikimu
Betapa pilunya rindu menusuk jiwaku
Semoga kau tau isi hatiku
Dan seiring waktu yg terus berputar
Aku masih terhanyut dalam mimpiku
Kisah suka duka seorang 'fag-hag' (yang berangan jadi jurugambar National Geographic Society & membuat persembahan di Galeri Petronas) dalam pencariannya untuk seorang Encik Betul. Juga berangan untuk jadi penari zapin...
Friday, August 26, 2005
Wednesday, August 24, 2005
It's a jiwang, jiwang day...
I have been blogging in my Friendster blog for while, and have been neglecting this precious blog. But I need to get away from my students who are in my Friendster list, just in case I blabbed things that are too personal for them to know.
Anyway, it's a very cold day. The air-conditioning FINALLY works. And it rained cats and dogs yesterday. I guess that's the reason Kuantan is not as oven-hot as usual today.
Have time to sit back a bit (at last!). My hands were full since last week - Convest, lectures, rescheduling of classes etc.
So, little work + cold weather = jiwang. Have been listening to the rhapsodic songs by Dewa and Padi. Got me into believing that I might be falling in love with someone. Am I really? Could he be the one?
To tell you the truth, I don't how it feels like anymore, falling in love. Jiwang, yes. In love, not really. Whatever it is, I know I can't wait to get to the office every morning. I HAVE to see him. I HAVE to see his smile. I HAVE to hear his voice. I can't wait to buzz him on Yahoo! Messenger. I have to listen to the songs he's been forwarding me. And I keep on pondering and analysing and musing and contemplating over the lyrics, just in case he is trying to say something to me.
God help me.
Anyway, it's a very cold day. The air-conditioning FINALLY works. And it rained cats and dogs yesterday. I guess that's the reason Kuantan is not as oven-hot as usual today.
Have time to sit back a bit (at last!). My hands were full since last week - Convest, lectures, rescheduling of classes etc.
So, little work + cold weather = jiwang. Have been listening to the rhapsodic songs by Dewa and Padi. Got me into believing that I might be falling in love with someone. Am I really? Could he be the one?
To tell you the truth, I don't how it feels like anymore, falling in love. Jiwang, yes. In love, not really. Whatever it is, I know I can't wait to get to the office every morning. I HAVE to see him. I HAVE to see his smile. I HAVE to hear his voice. I can't wait to buzz him on Yahoo! Messenger. I have to listen to the songs he's been forwarding me. And I keep on pondering and analysing and musing and contemplating over the lyrics, just in case he is trying to say something to me.
God help me.
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