Friday, July 31, 2009

Sunday, July 19, 2009

rumah merah^^(posted at 3.08pm)




i still miss every second we spent together....
-the enamoured-

Saturday, July 11, 2009

we miss you

To: MJ
i recalled the past and i realised actually i used to listen to ur songs when i was in my early age. although im not one of ur fans ,losing you is a really sad incident. We really miss u from the bottom of our heart. rest in peace.

-the enamoured-

you belong with me

You're on the phone with your girlfriend, shes upset.
Shes going off about something that you said
'Cuz she doesn't, get your humor like I do...
I'm in the room, it's a typical Tuesday night
I'm listening to the kind of music she doesn't like
and she'll never know your story like i do
But she wears short skirts
I wear T-shirts
She's cheer captain
And I'm on the bleachers
Dreaming about the day when you wake up
And find what you're looking for
has been here the whole time
If you could see that I'm the one who understands you
been here all along so why can't you see, you
You belong with me
You belong with me
Walkin' the streets with you and your worn-out jeans
I can't help thinking this is how it ought to be
Laughing on a park bench, thinking to myself
Hey isn't this easy
And you've got a smile that could light up this whole town
I haven't seen it in a while since she brought you down
You say you're fine
I know you better then that
Hey whatcha doing with a girl like that
She wears high heels
I wear sneakers
Shes cheer captain andI'm on the bleachers
Dreaming about the day when you wake up and find
That what you're looking forhas been here the whole time
If you could see that I'm the one who understands you
Been here all along so why can't you see
You belong with me
Standing by and waiting at your back doorall this time how could you not knowBaby....
You belong with me
You belong with me
I remember you drivin' to my house
in the middle of the night
I'm the one who makes you laugh
When you know you're about to cryAnd i know your favorite songs
And you tell me about your dreams
Think I know where you belong
Think I know it's with me...
Can't you see that I'm the one who understands you
Been here all along
So why can't you see
You belong with me
Standing by and waiting at your back door
All this time
How could you not know
Baby you belong with me
You belong with me
You belong with me
Have you ever thought just maybe
you belong with me
You belong with me...
-the enamoured-

Friday, July 10, 2009

I LOVE THEM












-the enamoured-
play play in taman jaya~

smartest boy in my class.... YONG JENNING!!!
mr wei, "WU~ WU~ WU~~"
argggg!!!!!!!!!!!i know i had put on weight nowadays!

teoh kee wan? forgot the spelling
lonely bird
mr.hardev( history teacher)

a pair of couple~(bird)

silly people doing silly things. (Mr. Wei)

-the enamoured-




these are few parts of my school~places near by the school front door! photo taken when having marching pracrtice.haha. but those building for student.... have class punya... dint take those photo woh~~haha.
-the enamoured-

Monday, July 6, 2009

The creightons were very proud of their son, Frank. When he went to college, naturally they missed him; but he wrote and they looked forward to his letters and saw him on weekends. Then Frank drafted into the army.
After he had been in the army about five months, he received his call to Vietnam. Of course the parents' anxiety for his first letter was greater than ever before. And every week they heard from him and were thankful for his well-being. Then one week went by without a letter, two weeks and finally three. At the end of the third week a telegram came, saying, "We regret to inform you that your son has been missing for three weeks and is presumed to have been killed in action while fighting for his country.
The parents were shocked and grieved. They tried to accept the situation and go on living, but it was tragically lonesome without Frank.
About four weeks later, however, the phone rang. When Mrs. Creighton answered it, a voice on the other end said, "Mother, it's Frank. They found me, and im going to be all right. I'm in the United States and I'm coming home soon." Mrs.Creighton was elated, with tears running down her cheeks she sobbed, "Oh, that's wonderful! That's just wonderful, Frank."
There was silence for a moment, and then Frank said, " Mother I want to ask you something that is imperative to me. While I've been here, I've met a lot of wonderful people and I've become close friends with some. There is one fellow I would like to bring home with me to meet you and Dad. And I would like to know if it would be alright if he could stay and live with us, because he has no place to go.
His mother assured him it would be all right.
Then Frank said, " You see, he wasn't as fortunate as some, he was injured in battle. He was hit by a blast and his face is disfigured. He lost his leg, and his right hand is missing. So you see, he feels apprehensive about how others will accept him."
Frank's mother stopped to think a minute. She began to wonder how things would work out with a cripple in their home, and she worried about how the people in town would react to someone like that. She said, " Sure Frank, you bring him home, for a visit, that is. We would love to meet him and have him stay for a while; but about him staying with us permanently, well we'll have to think about that." There was a silence for a minute, and then Frank said, " Okay, Mother," and hung up.
A week went by without any word from Frank, and then a telegram arrived, "We regret to inform you that your son has taken his own life. We would like you to come and identify the body." Their wonderful son was gone. The devastated parents could only ask themselves, " Why had he done this?"
When they walked into the room to identify the body of their son, they found a young man with a disfigured face, one leg missing, and his right hand is gone.

omg. IT IS REALLY TOUCHING!
-the enamoured-