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"I'm sorry..."
"Sorry, sorry.. Sorry Tuo kuih tii meh?"
[bigger than heaven/sky]
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"I'm sorry"
"Sorry your head arr... Ma ta gia lai cho ha mik?"
[what's the use of police then?]
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and this one is good. Extracted from "Gone With The Wind", page 1006
"Rhett, don't say such things! Oh, how can i make you understand? I've told you how sorry I am----"
"My darling, you are such a child. You think that by saying, "I'm sorry," all errors and hurts of years past can be remedied, obliterated from the mind, all poison drawn from old wounds... Take my handkerchief, Scarlett. Never, at any crisis of your life, have i known you to have a handkerchief."
err...
any questions bout why i've posted this, I'll give it a pass...
Launched in January 2007 by Prime Minister Datuk Seri Abdullah Ahmad Badawi,
"The Six Thrusts"
Understand and dutifully help fulfill the objectives of the plan;
Have a sense of urgency in implementing all projects under the plan;
Facilitate and not to frustrate administration work;
Have integrity and be polite at all time;
Be responsible when doing self-evaluation or working in a team;
And get it right the first time.
~Friday, March 28, 2008. The Borneo Post
LOL. Don't ask me why I posted this... I've no idea.
On 25th of March 2008,
i finally quit from the cafe i'm working at. hiu~ [embracing sense of freedom]*
but i doubt that i can be free to do stuff that i wanted to do cause most probably i'll be too busy trying to find myself a short course or something and to figure out what i truly want in life.
Anyway, found this interesting poem by Flora Chan the other day and it's titled as,
"Help Me"
Sometimes when I'm feeling lonely and blue,
you know, like there's no one out there that understand you,
I still smile and laugh so I won't spoil the party,
As if pretending to be happy I can fool my body,
But inside I want to scream with all my might,
"I can't do it anymore, please somebody show me the light!"
But I swallow my misery 'cause I don't want to be a burden,
Or maybe I'm to proud to show you I'm hurtin' ;
Or could it be for fear of you knowing my deepest secret,
Frankly I don't even know how to phrase it.
I just know my body feels like retiring;
My eyes are dry from crying; my soul is dead from trying.
And then on a day that was same as any other,
I see you standing at the door -- I finally saw, I finally bothered,
And I saw somebody I could all of a sudden trust,
Except in reality you had always been there without fuss,
You mean it's just a state of mind?
You had always been a friend for me to find?
So forgive me for not having the courage before to say,
"Please help me! Please listen, care, and pray."
I know now life too short; there's just no time to waste,
But it's never too late to pick up the pace,
And to reach out for somebody who's always been around;
By forgetting our pride our soul will be found.
so my friend, after reading this i hope you won't have any more trouble and hesitation in asking for help from your friends if need be. Good Luck.
"did i did something wrong?"
"then..."
"where did it go wrong?"
".................."
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this last few days i have being in a daze and finally today i realize that i'm wrong all along....
wrong in the first place,
and wrong even now...
how in the world can i expect that i can be forgiven that easily?
After what i've done...
it will forever stained the path between us
forever......
forever...
and..
ever.............