(Oh no) Oh lately it's so quiet in this place
You're not 'round every corner
(oh no) Oh lately it's so quiet in this place
So darlin' if your not here haunting me
Im wondering...
Whos house, are you haunting tonight?
Aw. Whose sheets you twist
Aw. Whose face you kiss
Whos house, are you haunting tonight?
(oh no) I dont think much about you anymore
You're not on every whisper, oh
(oh no) I dont think much about you
But if you're not lurking behind every curtain
Im wondering...
Whos house, are you haunting tonight?
Aw. Whose name you hiss
Aw. Whose clenching fists
Whos house, are you haunting tonight?
Now whos house, are you haunting tonight?
Aw. Who cant resist
Aw. Whose cryin'
Whos house, are you haunting tonight?
Aw. Whose name you hiss
Aw. Whose sheets you twist
Whos house, are you haunting tonight?
currently loving this cutey sexy song. the aw aw makes me go aw aw too. Damian Kulash's voice is...pretty funny, but in a cute way. And the song...a beautifully delicate ghost story.
You're not 'round every corner
(oh no) Oh lately it's so quiet in this place
So darlin' if your not here haunting me
Im wondering...
Whos house, are you haunting tonight?
Aw. Whose sheets you twist
Aw. Whose face you kiss
Whos house, are you haunting tonight?
(oh no) I dont think much about you anymore
You're not on every whisper, oh
(oh no) I dont think much about you
But if you're not lurking behind every curtain
Im wondering...
Whos house, are you haunting tonight?
Aw. Whose name you hiss
Aw. Whose clenching fists
Whos house, are you haunting tonight?
Now whos house, are you haunting tonight?
Aw. Who cant resist
Aw. Whose cryin'
Whos house, are you haunting tonight?
Aw. Whose name you hiss
Aw. Whose sheets you twist
Whos house, are you haunting tonight?
currently loving this cutey sexy song. the aw aw makes me go aw aw too. Damian Kulash's voice is...pretty funny, but in a cute way. And the song...a beautifully delicate ghost story.
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Am I real?
*pinch*
I hope I am.
What makes Ibah, Ibah?
Is it the way she comb her hair? Or the way she sings in the shower?
Or perhaps, it's her quietness that makes Ibah, Ibah. Yes? No?
I've been questioning myself lately, one day when i'm no longer exist, what is the one thing about me that people will remember the most?
Is it...my photos? My writing?
Or the way I care about...them.
I got various answers from cousins and friends. (mereka-mereka ini sangat baik hati kerana melayan kerenah saya hehe) To those who got the sms..and replying it...thank you so much!
*grins*
Funnily, Zatyl sms-ed me: 'Ibah! Why r u asking these questions! R u having some kind of illness or something! I dont want you to die!
And I can't help but to notice the many, many '!' :D
Naufal said: '......who had dedicated her life to the advancement of the liberal arts.'
(Miss you Naufal! We'll hang out soon!)
which is...cool.
which is...cool.
Just some self-reflect that i do in my quiet times.
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He said: If you can't find the remedy, take the third choice.
I asked: What's the third one?
He said: Walk.
Maybe it is time for me to become selfish. Because it is time to put my heart and feelings the first priority in my life instead of other peoples'.
I don't belong to a place where I am unwelcomed and unwanted.
At the end of the day, i only have me,me and only me.
It's going to be a long walk of my life.
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He said: If you can't find the remedy, take the third choice.
I asked: What's the third one?
He said: Walk.
Maybe it is time for me to become selfish. Because it is time to put my heart and feelings the first priority in my life instead of other peoples'.
I don't belong to a place where I am unwelcomed and unwanted.
At the end of the day, i only have me,me and only me.
It's going to be a long walk of my life.
Living my life pathetically happy.
__ib
I love their antics choreography, cool giler ... OK GO! cool giler!!!
btw, I didn't answer your sms due to short of credit, but heck, let me say, that what reminds me of you, wud be, the first girl, who ever visited my blog, backdated to digitalmalaya.com/abby ... hehehehe ... yeah, and its a small world knowing that my bro knows your ex and I know salmi who happens to know you and bla bla bla ...
I remember reading your profile where you were adopted by wolf la, apa la, some sort of mowgli - jungle book story ... hahaha ... jap, was it you? hehe, I got 3 seconds fish memory these days.
we haven't been acquainted in real life much, but the cosmic universe have thrown us crossing each other's path one too many times. Its an indication of a connected soul.
if you were to die, the one thing that would make me remember you is ..
"ibah, the girl with her happy shoes"
that should bring a smile from the corner of my mouth huh. nothing serious, nothing dark, nothing sad. just a happy thought of you with your happy shoes.
i'm so into retro songs nowadays, babe!
yeah, i remembered seeing ur photo through my ex..if i'm not mistaken. it is indeed a small world..huh? your best friend, salmi happens to be my best friend too which then connects us all.
ahaha..it was my friendster's profile. well, i changed it already. the jungle book story of me is partially true though. i was adopted by a pack of wolves!
ibah and her happy shoes huh? that makes me smile too, dear abby.
*wink*
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