Conversations with Conscience.

nuraini.

20.

highly mobile & travels a lot.

has a knack of playing mind games.

Solemnly united with Md.'Athoullah At-Tamimi on 090507.

A Rebirth; a new life-with Him.

Her strife towards becoming an Alpha Female.

hush; and listen to your conscience.

See it in a new colour, hear it in a new music, every moment, every moment ;

utter a different language, smell a new fragrance, taste an unfarmiliar flavour...

every minute, every minute, is something new.

See the world as it is, because it then assumes a new complexion.

Because

simple explanations and dry rationalism fails us most of the time. Be amused, be critical.

So hush, listen to yourself;

listen intently to your thoughts.

Then, and only then,

can you be brave enough

to understand.

Understand yourself first, and then everything else will fall into place.

Nice beefs.

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Sunday, April 22, 2007

My mom is the only reason why my room & other posessions are pink (and lacy) .


I hate the way my brother introduces me to good songs that make me feel inspired but not always in a good way. I hate the way how it is only back home that I have pretentious cravings for pretentious food, pretentious thoughts imagining pretentious situations, pretentious urges to patronise pretentious coffee clubs, malls or restaurants and pretentious desires to purchase pretentious clothing to flaunt them pretentiously.
I don't want to be so volatile (wld that be a right use of term?) in different environments tau. dang.
I'm suppossed to be in Terengganu. I want to. And I know I need to. Esp after that horrifying dream that I had about her; there, needing me.
And aft that, with any luck, get to Indonesia in May.
Btw I think my notebook pc is getting more and more vain. She's full of (neccessary) accessories now--white Creative earphones, a brand new notebook pouch and soon-to-be white Toshiba thumbdrive and Bluetooth reader.
See, I'm doing that thing. Pretentiously flaunting in a pretentious way.
Bah Humbuggg.


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