Korean:
Malhaebeoryeosseo saranghandanmal
Geuman gobaekhaebeoryeosseo
Neoe dwieseo saranghandanmal
Geuman ip bakke naebeoryeosseo
Yeongwonhi naemaeum sumgiryeogo haenneunde
Nahollo sarangeun neomuapa
Honjaseo kkumkkugo barago barabogo
Geugeon neomu himdeunde
Eojjeoji nae gaseumi ireoke gyeolguk sagoreul chinabwa
Sarangeun andwae nan andwae amuri magaseobwado
Apeul jul almyeonseodo tto daechaegeobsi sagoreul chinabwa
Eoneusae neol hyanghae naegaseumi sarangeul jeojilleobeoryeonnabwa
Dasineun sarangeun anharyeogo haenneunde
Dwie ol sangcheoga neomuapa
Nugungal wonhago geurigo gidarigo
Geugeon neomu himdeunde
Eojjeoji nae gaseumi ireoke gyeolguk sagoreul chinabwa
Sarangeun andwae nan andwae amuri magaseobwado
Apeul jul almyeonseodo tto daechaegeobsi sagoreul chinabwa
Eoneusae neol hyanghae naegaseumi sarangeul jeojilleobeoryeonnabwa
Jakkuman geobi na neomu apajilkkabwa
Ijen dasi sseul sudo eopge gaseumi kkaeeojigo buseojilkkabwa
Eojjeoji nae nunmuri tto nunchieobsi malsseongeul pinabwa
Ulgineun sirheo na sirheo amuri chamanaebwado
Neol deryeowa dallago bogo sipdago malsseongeul pinabwa
Naegeneun dan hanbeon nungiljocha an juneun neoinjuldo moreugo..
English:
I told you, that I love you
I confessed my love to you
Behind you, I said it aloud that I love you
I tried to hide it in my heart forever, but loving alone is too painful
Dreaming, wanting, watching all alone, it's too hard
What should I do ? My heart finally makes an accident
I shouldn't love, not me
Even though I try so hard to prevent it, I know it'll hurt, but I still make that accident
Without me knowing, My heart created love towards you
I didn't want to love ever again, the scars that will come later hurts so much
Wanting someone, and waiting, that's so hard
What should I do ? My heart finally makes an accident.
I shouldn't love, not me
Even though I try so hard to prevent it, I know it'll hurt, but I still make that accident
Without me knowing, my heart created love towards you
I keep getting scared, that it'll be too painful
That my heart may be shattered, so that I can't use it again
What do I do ? My tears cause problems again
I don't wanna cry, I don't wanna
Even though I try to endure, it's begging me to bring you back, it wants to see you
Not knowing that you don't even look at me...
Saturday, January 30, 2010
Friday, January 29, 2010
>.>
ok, so tomorrow, me and my friends are going out. Phily and chol are following me.
Chol is like annoying me. why?
this is the message:
Chol: wat tyme should i go 2 ur hze?
Leisa: b4 10 lh. Cuz I jalan 10.05 am.
Chol: Cn azk ur mum go 2 big apple... tyme balik? my dad azk 2 buy.. Gt sana warisan
kn.
Leisa: adii.. I dunno my mum punya planning nanti ptg.
Chol: azk 1st.
Leisa: nanti sy kena marah. U ask lh.
Chol: plz
Leisa: tia mau. Nanti dy ckp sy ulun dy.
Chol: fine.
what pisses me off is... does she thinks my mum is a driver? Like hello?? would ur dad want u to but like food from big apple? Or maybe it's her. >.>
Can't she think how much the cost for oil and my mum? we ain't that rich and my mum ain't giving a damn about those things. >.> U want it, U find a way to buy it girl. >.> don't expect people will help you every time u ask >.>
Remember: WE'RE NOT YOUR SLAVES NOR SERVANTS.
Chol is like annoying me. why?
this is the message:
Chol: wat tyme should i go 2 ur hze?
Leisa: b4 10 lh. Cuz I jalan 10.05 am.
Chol: Cn azk ur mum go 2 big apple... tyme balik? my dad azk 2 buy.. Gt sana warisan
kn.
Leisa: adii.. I dunno my mum punya planning nanti ptg.
Chol: azk 1st.
Leisa: nanti sy kena marah. U ask lh.
Chol: plz
Leisa: tia mau. Nanti dy ckp sy ulun dy.
Chol: fine.
what pisses me off is... does she thinks my mum is a driver? Like hello?? would ur dad want u to but like food from big apple? Or maybe it's her. >.>
Can't she think how much the cost for oil and my mum? we ain't that rich and my mum ain't giving a damn about those things. >.> U want it, U find a way to buy it girl. >.> don't expect people will help you every time u ask >.>
Remember: WE'RE NOT YOUR SLAVES NOR SERVANTS.
Saturday, January 23, 2010
Music Box
It was on a windy day where my heart crushed into a million pieces. Where my heart regretted so much. This person is the person whom I cherished the most. He is indeed a good friend. Also, he is funny, reliable and kind. He is always there for me. This person was; my best friend.
It was three day before New Year Day. Me and my whole collage mates were planning to celebrate is at my friend, Gabriella's house. We've prepared everything. From the themes, to even the littlest details. My friend, Dexter, was helping me decorating for the party. People would say he's quiet, nerdy, and everything bad about him. In my eyes, he was totally the opposite of everything that people had been saying.
The next day, we were on our way to the party shop when I was awe-strucked by this beautiful music box. It was dusty, old, covered with webs but it had a melodic tune than the others i saw. Dexter agreed with me on how beautiful the music was. It wasn't a random music like Beethoven's Symphony #5. It's called 'Over The Rainbow'.
I didn't have enough money to buy it since I'm on a tight budget so I just forget about it. The rain came and we hurried to the store. We were soaking wet but I enjoyed the moment. After we bought all of the things, we both slowly walked to the taxi and went our separate ways home. After a few hours, it stopped.
Five more hours 'till 12 am. Dexter was late. I called him but he didn't answer his my call. I sent him a voice mail to tell him that we've started without him. He left me a text message saying he'll be late for the time being. We just continued the party without any knowing where he would be. But deep down in my heart, I could tell something bad was going on. I ignored my intuition and carried on with the party.
5-4-3-2-1!! HAPPY NEW YEAR!! All of us screamed and shouted. Our neighbours might think we're crazy. On the strike of midnight, when everyone was happy, I was the only one who cried. Someone called me, and it wasn't a good news. It was the hospital. Everyone of my friends saw me crying and came to my aid. I had nothing to say. Dexter had died in a terrible car accident somewhere near Orchard Road.
The next morning, I went to the hospital with my heart grieving. I kept quiet as the priest gave his last blessing to Dexter. His family cried rivers of tears. I couldn't help but blaming myself for things like these could happen.
After everyone left the room, I stayed inside trying to make myself think straight. Suddenly, I could hear a soft melodic song coming from the room. As the wind breezed gently in the room, my eyes stopped; looking at the table.
My heart was in pain indeed. it felt like my heart was stabbed, torn and broken into a million pieces. I fell down on my knees as I held that special yet priceless music box. Now I understood what had happened. My mind was telling me that he was indeed a good friend and a special friend. I never knew anyone who would go through a lot of trouble just to tell me he cared about me. In the other hand, I blamed myself.
Now, I am the one who is crying. My heart is throbbing with pain and everything else doesn't matter. I kept that memory until now because it was the last piece of memory that changed me forever.
This is to my beloved friend who will always be in our hearts. Rest in peace, Dexter.
FYI THIS IS A FICTIONAL STORY AND NO ONE DIED DURING THE MAKING!!
It was three day before New Year Day. Me and my whole collage mates were planning to celebrate is at my friend, Gabriella's house. We've prepared everything. From the themes, to even the littlest details. My friend, Dexter, was helping me decorating for the party. People would say he's quiet, nerdy, and everything bad about him. In my eyes, he was totally the opposite of everything that people had been saying.
The next day, we were on our way to the party shop when I was awe-strucked by this beautiful music box. It was dusty, old, covered with webs but it had a melodic tune than the others i saw. Dexter agreed with me on how beautiful the music was. It wasn't a random music like Beethoven's Symphony #5. It's called 'Over The Rainbow'.
I didn't have enough money to buy it since I'm on a tight budget so I just forget about it. The rain came and we hurried to the store. We were soaking wet but I enjoyed the moment. After we bought all of the things, we both slowly walked to the taxi and went our separate ways home. After a few hours, it stopped.
Five more hours 'till 12 am. Dexter was late. I called him but he didn't answer his my call. I sent him a voice mail to tell him that we've started without him. He left me a text message saying he'll be late for the time being. We just continued the party without any knowing where he would be. But deep down in my heart, I could tell something bad was going on. I ignored my intuition and carried on with the party.
5-4-3-2-1!! HAPPY NEW YEAR!! All of us screamed and shouted. Our neighbours might think we're crazy. On the strike of midnight, when everyone was happy, I was the only one who cried. Someone called me, and it wasn't a good news. It was the hospital. Everyone of my friends saw me crying and came to my aid. I had nothing to say. Dexter had died in a terrible car accident somewhere near Orchard Road.
The next morning, I went to the hospital with my heart grieving. I kept quiet as the priest gave his last blessing to Dexter. His family cried rivers of tears. I couldn't help but blaming myself for things like these could happen.
After everyone left the room, I stayed inside trying to make myself think straight. Suddenly, I could hear a soft melodic song coming from the room. As the wind breezed gently in the room, my eyes stopped; looking at the table.
My heart was in pain indeed. it felt like my heart was stabbed, torn and broken into a million pieces. I fell down on my knees as I held that special yet priceless music box. Now I understood what had happened. My mind was telling me that he was indeed a good friend and a special friend. I never knew anyone who would go through a lot of trouble just to tell me he cared about me. In the other hand, I blamed myself.
Now, I am the one who is crying. My heart is throbbing with pain and everything else doesn't matter. I kept that memory until now because it was the last piece of memory that changed me forever.
This is to my beloved friend who will always be in our hearts. Rest in peace, Dexter.
FYI THIS IS A FICTIONAL STORY AND NO ONE DIED DURING THE MAKING!!
Sunday, January 17, 2010
Sports and english.
Today is the day!! and I'm nervous xD
anywayssss.... Other than sports, I really want to learn how to speak british english. It's cool and somehow different. Hahahahhahahahaaha, I wonder how I'd sound like. But w/e. wish me loads of luck guys!!
Love,
Leisa
anywayssss.... Other than sports, I really want to learn how to speak british english. It's cool and somehow different. Hahahahhahahahaaha, I wonder how I'd sound like. But w/e. wish me loads of luck guys!!
Love,
Leisa
Saturday, January 16, 2010
Monday, January 11, 2010
tired.
OMG! my feet hurts! Even when I only jog one time. I am so f***ing tired! Sports is coming soon and so is homework >.> ughhh... Tired like hell.
Sunday, January 10, 2010
what's next people!?
Alright. I kinda have enough with these 'Allah' word and burning churches down. I mean, if the word 'Allah' means, God, why do they have to stop us Christians from using it? Just because of that, they wanna burn down the churches? WTF?
I am NOT a racist and i HATE hearing racism things. Najib's 1Malaysia isn't working out. For those who burn those churches, God bless you. You may burn all the churches in the world, but you can NEVER take our faith away from God.
In my opinion, whatever religion we are, we are all CHILDREN OF GOD or in malay ANAK TUHAN ALLAH. I'm not joking. I'm being real.
-Takes a deep breath-
Nevertheless, I have learn to let go of my anger (in a good way) and forgive those who did wrong. GOD BLESS and THANKS for burning it, we LEARN how to be STRONG and HAVE FAITH in the LORD.
Monday, January 4, 2010
#1
I read his poem to his friend. He says it's his "soulmate" or something. I'm not envious or anything but when I read it, it kinda hurts. You know what I mean? I know it's not right to say these 'cause I barely know her and she seems to be a really nice person (which is now making me feel guilty). When he puts some of the verses 'we have a lot in common', it just breaks my heart to read that. Maybe it's just me feeling this way. I really shouldn't think about this now. It's gonna annoy me more.
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