Rental

Do I have a for sale sign stuck on my forehead? Or most probably a I'm single and free sign...plastered all around. It's like finally guys are asking for my number and stuff....like finally people actually want to know me.....not like that matters i turn them down anyways. Gosh i'm feeling weird today....exams are coming up and auntie nadima just says that i should get married. What a weirdo!! Well feeling not too bad now and echo's having a PAR-TAy soon....yippee!! Adamas hottiee!! How do you know when someone you hate likes you and someone you like hates you? Why is the world filled with superficial beings filled with their own selfish desires. What goes around comes around.....i don't know what would become of me.....I'm feeling terrified of the shadows on the walls, scared of the words that they whisper....how can a girl grow up to be a murderer? A girl would grow up to be what she wants to be.....lalalala....love saying that.....lalalalalala!! WEEEEEEE.......Coral reefs and Hawaiian beaches. Love the whirlpools and tornadoes.....hahahahahhaha!! Die people DIE!! hehhehehehe!! I'll save you idiots!! Kingdom Asia's best fighter......the Taliban Princess!!

~God gave everyone a plan~

Wings

To die or not to die
To pierce or not to pierce
To have or not to have
To lose or not to lose
To jump or not to jump
To love or not to love
To breathe or not to breathe
To hug or not to hug
To cry or not to cry
To smile or not to smile
To laugh or not to laugh
To dig or not to dig
To eat or not to eat
To fly or not to fly
When will I have my wings?
When will this choice be right?
When will I love again?
When will I takeoff the first flight?
When will I make a choice
When will I be right?
When will I have my wings?
When? When? When?


~wings of gold come all the time but true love.....it comes once in a lifetime~

~lalalalalalalala~

Haemophilia

The days pass by and the power of love has passed by through his dead cold hands...the possibility of love with any human being has long left him. Its quite sad really after hearing his plight of seeking true love and getting destroyed at every corner by another girl that this young and healthy straight male decided to take a step into the other side and become a gay. Remember you have no problems with gays but just that somehow or rather these thoughts come up and i wonder how would it feel to be a guy? I mean really, the way you have to hold a girl's waist and buy her flowers and pamper her with money and dinners.....how would a guy manage all this? And why? For love? I don't believe that love to that stage can be allowed to grow in this young stage of people's lives. Ok well ya, decided that i don't have anything against gays and lesbians as people but i do have something against their priorities and values. Maybe that's why i could never be close friends with people without faith in their lives....or is it the hand of God covering me from their stares and their embraces.
Well it's not like you should stop watching Queer Eye For a Staright Guy! Love Jai! hehe. It rhymes.....
Vignesh is going down down down!~ This is with me for life! that's just So sardonic.

Listen Row

Sometimes words escape from the deepest wells of my being and run around as little hooligans shrieking out loud for attention and other times they just run and play amongst themselves, collecting more little hooligans to add the water in the well...what does this mean? Well, Noura this means that you want be listened to and want to listen to others. So what does the wind bring whistling to my ears? The sadness and the pain of the palestinians? Or the happiness and success of the Jews? Or is this a rojak of both?

As i was watching the butts of Arabs go wobbly wobbly I screamed out HEY LADY! YOU FORGOT TO WEAR PANTIES WHEN YOU GREW UP! Then a voice just like reshmy's came whispering in a hungama thunder, you never wear panties too Noura! Hehehehe!
So waiting there in the lecture hall I was pondering the thoughts of the bluebirds and the magpies that surround me and I forgot to wear my underwear.....well gotta self-motivate my fat body to work out and jump to the clouds without underwear of course....haha. I like that laugh it makes things sound absolutely sacarstic and yet it brings this kind of sanity with it....haha. Hehehehehe! LOLZ! ok I'm rehelly goin mental here....Sunway people are not all their up to be.
Well who is these days?

~white people are afraid of the black man....white people are afraid of arab man....white people are afraid of the chines man....and white people are afraid of the russian and german man....tell me one type of person a white man isn't afraid of? Oh wait...GOD~

~wobbly wobbly Arab Butts doing sumo wrestling and beating drums, ante asreashmah~

Somedays

Somedays watching the clouds roll by....can be quite interesting....other days it gets plain boring! AHHH!! I am feeling so the lame....well...AHHH!!

I need to breathe...just breathe....pretentious people surround me and the best part of the story is that it doesn't show any feelings,no loss, no love, no emotions....just somedays.....sometimes I want to be alone and be with silence...silence and darkness....with the only light escaping from my heart.....the light of faith.

So, someday when the world has passed me by~I sit around and wonder why~You were always there for me~Why can some people just stick with you no matter what and others just seem to dissapear? Why?

So there I am somedays wanting to be alone and other days to be amongst people...isn't it tiring to be with people all day long? Somedays life takes a rollercoaster dive downwards spiralling into an exhilirating adrenaline pumping time for a short time and then sadness and self pity engulfs the body,burning hot flames into the soul. But then its time to carry on and go up steadily all over again, pick up and move on...pick up and continue the rollercoaster ride again. Sometimes the cart that rides the body would be filled with different people and then....the cart empties and the remaining people left are the ones you call true friends. Well true friends and soulmates....both staying in the cart, until the end where the rollercoaster ride literally ends and it ceases to continue, ending in a complete stop.

Lamenting upon the lost past....crying underneath a starry filled night...by a murky dark lake side....I wonder, Somedays.....

CAR-MINE

MY FUTURE HUSBAND TO BE.......