Nur Diena
4th January
n_diena@hotmail.com
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Pessimistic and fatalistic
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Miserly and grudging
Humorous and reserved
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Tuesday, April 21, 2009
Okok, I'm a few days late to wish two of my dear ones here;
Happy belated birthday, dear Sis Nana and Nephew Iman
But, however how late I am at wishing them both, I am proud to say that I managed to make a presence for their humble birthday celebrations. Darling Nephew had his birthday at Swensen's with Abang Amin's family. As for my dear Sis, Abang Amin and Kak Ema got her a gorgeous-looking diamond necklace from Aurora and dear friends Olivia, Zai, Lin, Kai and Rafi got her Olivia and Kai's very own PollRich bag. We siblings and cousin Effy then headed to Sakunthala for the famous fish head curry. Next stop, Bro-in-law Fairoz requested us to be present at the Pump Room, where a surprise birthday cake awaits my dear Sis. Bumped into ex-boyfriend, Hakim, who happened to be at the Arena.
We caught up with two incidents in the wee hours of 19th April. The scary one first. Abang Amin was driving us (Amrien and Me) home when we caught sight of a bike accident. Me and the siblings were laughing away talking about when Kak Ema was sharing her wisdom of Malay Language grammar when Abang slowed down and we all caught sight of the rider at the side of the road, while his red bike was right in the middle of the road. Our silence was abrupt. And I saw; His limbs was all at the wrong places, he's not at all moving. The police wasn't even there yet when we caught the sightings, it must have been just minutes after the accident took place.
Next, few hours before the incident mentioned, we were at Muddy Murphy's to watch dear Sis jam with The Vibes. Our usual Weekend Night plan, of course. We had a few birthday celebrations on the same night. There's one Birthday Lady who had her best birthday present, a proposal from her boyfriend. Awwww.......!!! The Vibes played the Birthday song and we sang them for dear Sis. And guess who's there to celebrate with us;
Well... Not exactly celebrating with us. Sorry for the exagerration. Hehe. He just happened to pop by for the Chelsea vs Arsenal soccer match. I'd say I'm just one of those who didn't want to miss the opportunity to have a photoshoot with him.
So much fun on the birthdays of the close ones! I've off for now... Muacks! :)
Happy belated birthday, dear Sis Nana and Nephew Iman
But, however how late I am at wishing them both, I am proud to say that I managed to make a presence for their humble birthday celebrations. Darling Nephew had his birthday at Swensen's with Abang Amin's family. As for my dear Sis, Abang Amin and Kak Ema got her a gorgeous-looking diamond necklace from Aurora and dear friends Olivia, Zai, Lin, Kai and Rafi got her Olivia and Kai's very own PollRich bag. We siblings and cousin Effy then headed to Sakunthala for the famous fish head curry. Next stop, Bro-in-law Fairoz requested us to be present at the Pump Room, where a surprise birthday cake awaits my dear Sis. Bumped into ex-boyfriend, Hakim, who happened to be at the Arena.
We caught up with two incidents in the wee hours of 19th April. The scary one first. Abang Amin was driving us (Amrien and Me) home when we caught sight of a bike accident. Me and the siblings were laughing away talking about when Kak Ema was sharing her wisdom of Malay Language grammar when Abang slowed down and we all caught sight of the rider at the side of the road, while his red bike was right in the middle of the road. Our silence was abrupt. And I saw; His limbs was all at the wrong places, he's not at all moving. The police wasn't even there yet when we caught the sightings, it must have been just minutes after the accident took place.
Next, few hours before the incident mentioned, we were at Muddy Murphy's to watch dear Sis jam with The Vibes. Our usual Weekend Night plan, of course. We had a few birthday celebrations on the same night. There's one Birthday Lady who had her best birthday present, a proposal from her boyfriend. Awwww.......!!! The Vibes played the Birthday song and we sang them for dear Sis. And guess who's there to celebrate with us;
Well... Not exactly celebrating with us. Sorry for the exagerration. Hehe. He just happened to pop by for the Chelsea vs Arsenal soccer match. I'd say I'm just one of those who didn't want to miss the opportunity to have a photoshoot with him.
So much fun on the birthdays of the close ones! I've off for now... Muacks! :)
Wednesday, April 15, 2009
Probably I'm beginning to get emotions working in me now, feelings for a particular someone. After half a year or so.
I guess my strong enemy then was - or still 'is' - Fear.
Fear to reciprocate. Fear of giving.
Sayang - a very subjective word.
The 'L' word - the word too heavy for my senses to carry.
He seems to hope something more out of what's going on.
I hope I can give unconditionally, but the logical me questions my capability.
I ask myself;
Then, what do you want, Diena?
Now, is 'this' what you want, Diena?
Days are beautiful with him by my side;
Spending the whole day doing each others' errands together,
Night outings that ended with breakfast meals,
the famous-among-the-friends "Bujang Lapok Walk".
The beautiful words...
"I wanna make you fall in love with me."
"I just wanna be involved."
"I sayang you."
"You bila confirm jadi matair I."
All those words...
It's only been two and a half days since he last sang me "Leaving on a Jet Plane".
*hold me like you'll never let me go*
And I'm missing him now. Already.
To kill some of it, I viewed some of his albums.
And something struck me.
The past photos, moments, memoirs
The descriptions, expressions,declarations of feelings
- With his past particular someone.
Repetitive photos and moments
Repetitive descriptions and expressions of words
(only those words were mentioned to me, not written)
- Only the girl is, me.
Suddenly I feel like only an object
A replacement? Can it be?
But then again, I ask myself now,
Is 'this' what you want, Diena?
Quoted descriptions;
"love... can be... most of the time mistaken for lust or maybe infatuation"
And now, I ask myself another question,
Hoping him to ask himself the same question,
Is this love, or lust with mere infatuation?
I guess my strong enemy then was - or still 'is' - Fear.
Fear to reciprocate. Fear of giving.
Sayang - a very subjective word.
The 'L' word - the word too heavy for my senses to carry.
He seems to hope something more out of what's going on.
I hope I can give unconditionally, but the logical me questions my capability.
I ask myself;
Then, what do you want, Diena?
Now, is 'this' what you want, Diena?
Days are beautiful with him by my side;
Spending the whole day doing each others' errands together,
Night outings that ended with breakfast meals,
the famous-among-the-friends "Bujang Lapok Walk".
The beautiful words...
"I wanna make you fall in love with me."
"I just wanna be involved."
"I sayang you."
"You bila confirm jadi matair I."
All those words...
It's only been two and a half days since he last sang me "Leaving on a Jet Plane".
*hold me like you'll never let me go*
And I'm missing him now. Already.
To kill some of it, I viewed some of his albums.
And something struck me.
The past photos, moments, memoirs
The descriptions, expressions,declarations of feelings
- With his past particular someone.
Repetitive photos and moments
Repetitive descriptions and expressions of words
(only those words were mentioned to me, not written)
- Only the girl is, me.
Suddenly I feel like only an object
A replacement? Can it be?
But then again, I ask myself now,
Is 'this' what you want, Diena?
Quoted descriptions;
"love... can be... most of the time mistaken for lust or maybe infatuation"
And now, I ask myself another question,
Hoping him to ask himself the same question,
Is this love, or lust with mere infatuation?
Tuesday, March 31, 2009
Loving unconditionally.
Never sure if I've been there, maybe never even been there.
If not, then the least is I know and certain that I've ever loved someone a lot.
So much it's probably the most in my life so far.
Seeing, watching, observing the people around me - loving unconditionally - sometimes builds a tinge of envy in me, making me set myself in my own 'bubble' wondering to myself;
Why don't I get to feel the way they feel?
Why can't I give as much to my love the way he has given me, so much that I want to?
How do I get to feel, and to do things out of this feeling, this way?
Maybe I AM too practical... haha.
Then how? So much that I want to be in the state of feelings where my close ones are in, - not wanting to care the risk of getting hurt by the other party - but how?
Never sure if I've been there, maybe never even been there.
If not, then the least is I know and certain that I've ever loved someone a lot.
So much it's probably the most in my life so far.
Seeing, watching, observing the people around me - loving unconditionally - sometimes builds a tinge of envy in me, making me set myself in my own 'bubble' wondering to myself;
Why don't I get to feel the way they feel?
Why can't I give as much to my love the way he has given me, so much that I want to?
How do I get to feel, and to do things out of this feeling, this way?
Maybe I AM too practical... haha.
Then how? So much that I want to be in the state of feelings where my close ones are in, - not wanting to care the risk of getting hurt by the other party - but how?
Tuesday, March 24, 2009
Here's dedicated to you on your birthday..
To the only guy who makes me feel stupid and dumb:
Knowing that you've move on, I'm proud of you.
No envy, a smile cracked on my face knowing that I'm assured that you're doing good,
and I'm happy for you.
I love you still, but we know we're better off separate ways - at least for now.
I'm gonna pick myself up, I wanna stand on my own two feet.
You've gone your way. And so, I'll go mine.
We will find what is best for each of us.
Coz I wanna see where life is gonna lead us,
whether or not they - yours and mine - will intertwine in future.
Only God knows, and He'll take the lead.
In anyways, I wish you well.
I thank you for loving me.
I'll be fine as you are.
To the only guy who makes me feel stupid and dumb:
Knowing that you've move on, I'm proud of you.
No envy, a smile cracked on my face knowing that I'm assured that you're doing good,
and I'm happy for you.
I love you still, but we know we're better off separate ways - at least for now.
I'm gonna pick myself up, I wanna stand on my own two feet.
You've gone your way. And so, I'll go mine.
We will find what is best for each of us.
Coz I wanna see where life is gonna lead us,
whether or not they - yours and mine - will intertwine in future.
Only God knows, and He'll take the lead.
In anyways, I wish you well.
I thank you for loving me.
I'll be fine as you are.
Tuesday, January 06, 2009
The Best Party
The best party is when your love ones are with you.
The best party is when there are pasta, sandwiches and brownies.
The best party is when they surprise you with candles and banners.
The best party is when they all made it beautiful.
The best party is when the scenery is beautiful.
The best party is when the city is within your sight.
The best party is when you feel like you're on top of the world.
The best party is when they're all made, decorated, baked and filled with love.
The best party...
Is because they, the love ones, make you feel on top of the world.
*Thanks to all that made it happen.
Kakak, Abang, Kak Ema, Adek, Nadya, Katie, ShiMin, Arzurin, Kak Zai, Faruq, The Vibes.
http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=81756&l=2bd73&id=670397518
The best party is when your love ones are with you.
The best party is when there are pasta, sandwiches and brownies.
The best party is when they surprise you with candles and banners.
The best party is when they all made it beautiful.
The best party is when the scenery is beautiful.
The best party is when the city is within your sight.
The best party is when you feel like you're on top of the world.
The best party is when they're all made, decorated, baked and filled with love.
The best party...
Is because they, the love ones, make you feel on top of the world.
*Thanks to all that made it happen.
Kakak, Abang, Kak Ema, Adek, Nadya, Katie, ShiMin, Arzurin, Kak Zai, Faruq, The Vibes.
http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=81756&l=2bd73&id=670397518
Saturday, December 06, 2008
'cause if one day you wake up and find that you're missing me
And your heart starts to wonder where on this earth I could be
Thinkin maybe you'll come back here to the place that we'd meet
And you'll see me waiting for you on our corner of the street
So I'm not moving, I'm not moving
Thursday, December 04, 2008
hello all. okay. i know it's been ages ever since i last update. a million apologies for the inconvenience. peace. :)
i really gotta lay down what the hell is wrong with me now. my heart is like a dry leaf being blown away by the wind, aimlessly in no direction. i dunno where the leaf is going, yet don't have the feel to stick to a branch. the leaf is bitten by caterpillars once in a while, and rotting slowly. without the sunlight to give life. without, or don't want to? only God knows, and lead it. and now the leaf have holes in it. leave it that way. just let time to grow it, just let time fill the holes, make it whole. just let time make it stick to a branch, fresher, greener. but for now, the wind is blowing it, still blowing it. Let it travel, let it have a feel being at different fields. but till when?
haix...
what do you want, Diena?
i really gotta lay down what the hell is wrong with me now. my heart is like a dry leaf being blown away by the wind, aimlessly in no direction. i dunno where the leaf is going, yet don't have the feel to stick to a branch. the leaf is bitten by caterpillars once in a while, and rotting slowly. without the sunlight to give life. without, or don't want to? only God knows, and lead it. and now the leaf have holes in it. leave it that way. just let time to grow it, just let time fill the holes, make it whole. just let time make it stick to a branch, fresher, greener. but for now, the wind is blowing it, still blowing it. Let it travel, let it have a feel being at different fields. but till when?
haix...
what do you want, Diena?