Dreams Dealt

alright. im up for it now. and i will finish this post. not like any other days that ive tried, typing a few lines and the whole idea just vanished, the interest loses its time.no, not tonight. tonight, i'll cry my heart out.

what gave me the 'push', was mae's post on how she felt lost and eveything.

ive been feeling it. for quite some time now.

ive been laughing, but not from the heart. ive been dancing, maybe wrote a poem or two and sometimes just daydreaming like ive always loved it, but it all seemed to me, like it was created. like its fake, and had no meaning in it. i was a creative dreamer, i create stories, through words i make them alive, but now, im like a dreamer, so far away lost in an unknown dimension, dreams made are now only to be broken, and miss dreamer as i am, could not dream anymore, not now, and it feels like never.


dancing, what i love doing the most, as im performing and dancing in any occasion, the rush is not there anymore, maybe half well maybe full, but like its just being said, it never did came from the heart. and at some point or two, you might find me, sucked into a dark hole, to others sight i'll look like, lost, blur, mistakes in my steps, and going over styling the moves.
damn it i just want to feel IT again. but it never came back. whatever will i make, building it stronger, it aint coming any nearer, not an inch.

i cant laugh, maybe i do outside, but my heart does not jump when i do, you know like your heart goes ticklish and a sudden rush floods your body, youre suddenly in hip mood, gleaming, glowing.

im like a robot, unable to feel, only knows how to do, react, and live. autopilot.

i remembered it was since that day, in petronas's dance studio, where i had the phone call from my mother, when i knew of a bad news from her. my grandfather passed away, the impact he left on my family, the impact he left towards me. for the first time in my life, that i'd never faced neither had such feelings before or known of it at all, it came slowly and clearly i named it, The Numb feeling.

since that day on, my words no more calms me when i write of something, my dancing never satisfied me anymore, the feeling 'relief' has left its place in my heart, leaving a dark patch on it, dirty and a mess.

i recently thought it was because of granddaddy who left such feeling for me, that because of that day, a dreamer's heart was murdered. but when i read my friend's blog just a moment ago, i had a second thought. maybe it is a part of life, maybe everyone goes thru it. this lost feeling. but to what extent will it go. will it ever end? will i ever feel it again?

it is no wonder now that i didnt cry at the end of DTB2, i remember i cried horribly after the first DTB finale, but not the 2nd remake.. and watching love stories or tragic ones, i just stare at the well presented screen in front of me and never thought of crying and if i was watching movies with someone else, i had to fake a cry so they wont think i was not myself or hhaving them to question things like"Siti youre not crying?! how odd!" and stuff like that. i just couldnt face it.

because if i were to be reminded that i am lost while im on autopilot, 'this autopilot' thing will go haywire, and i will feel that numb feeling again, and when i do feel it, takes a whole load of brand new effort all over again to forget about it, and run this life the way it should be would be very challenging.

i have no idea when this heart will bloom to its end, reach for its core and grow rapidly out from me. when could i really feel. for time will take its pace and slow for now, i would say.

thus im still left, as lost as i were

i just cant figure it out
just cant figure it out no more now.

i know that a feeling like that
is the kind i wish to avoid now.

its going to be my worst fate if i do
if i go on feeling the way i wanted to.

i should take a step back
escape to the backdoor
have my head held high
leave it all behind

i just cant take it
this feeling im facing
its bout to break down
every inside of me its killing
should i pause my life
speak out or shut tight
i just cant take it
this moment so still
right in front of me
its watching me decide
ive got nowhere to hide

there he goes
walking my way so easy

fell to my lap
talking of situations

only he doesnt know of this
my heart is burning degrees

i should take a step back
run to the backdoor
have my head held high
leave it all behind

i just cant take it
this feeling im facing
its bout to break down
every inside of me its killing
should i pause my life
speak out or shut tight
i just cant take it
this moment so still
right in front of me
its watching me decide
ive got nowhere to hide.

and its not my line
it is not my fate
i should keep my friends being mine

is it only me in this world feeling like im fading
bit by bit, it kept its pace
working on a new phase
charming the world with its pretty face
and left its heart beyond out
overwhelmed with it so proud
and forgotten its place
engrossed with the new modern taste
and the myth's dream in society
only to prone fails to see
we only wish life is like fairytales told
endless of happy endings and never grow old
eternity of love
love for eternity
sounds pretty ridiculous
for all's know love is full of it, The Jealous.
and only comes to one ending
its all our do's.
the hell
the havoc
the heat
and we push the blame
tumbling it
bouncing it in the air
waiting for a victim to catch it
and escape the point
feeling too bold
thats just how it goes
one did it
and others follows.
its how we are.
and i pretty much hate
that some tries its best to twist Fate.

think a lil bit higher
its everytime i feel like writing
just a few lines
maybe a bar
some things or all the stuff thats going on
bothers me.
they build up
making a wall
i can never break through on my own.

Mr Shopkeeper!

kahar = do you know whats d meaning of "youre the bomb, but you dont tick"?

me = ..

kahar = weyyy, you know or not?

me = hah.. whats that... ? ..

kahar = its like youre hot, but youre not that explosive kinda hot

me = .. ...

kahar = have you heard of "some dreams stay dreams, some dreams come true"?

me = .. .....

kahar = OII, u listening or not?

me = mmm..

kahar = it means- *still going on, i dint quite hear it, dint pay attention* .... - tau?


me = ... mm i guess.

kahar = WEYYYY SITIII, what happend to you? where did your metaphor go?

me = i dont know! im not interested in ALL THAT now.. I AM ONLY INTERESTED TO GO BACK TO KLCC AND ASK FOR THE MR SHOPKEEPERS NUMBER!!!!


*dang it was checking-you-out, checking-me-out moment!!

<3 <3 <3

Cleverbot( qis introduced us )

User: Hello.

Cleverbot: Hello.

User: Thats it?

Cleverbot: Yes. If you don't want to you don't have to.

User: What are you talking about?

Cleverbot: I'm talking about you being annoying, I'm here, having this conversation- ON MY OWN- and all I get are one worded responses!

User: Anata wa baka desu ka?

Cleverbot: Watashi no baka-nai!

User: Dont be mad already, was just kidding.

Cleverbot: Hah. Okay then:).
....
Cleverbot: I am glad that we are clear on things, but you did not answer my question, are you hitting on me?

User: On a machine? Why would I possibly do such things?

Cleverbot: Tell me about your office. Are you a bureaucrat?

User: I am a little student.

Cleverbot: What little town.

User: Yes littlest things always happen here.

Cleverbot: My name is Cleverbot.

User: Well nice to see you cleverbot.
...


User: Do you know shakespeare?

Cleverbot: Not personally. Ha ha!

User: Very funny, familiar of sonnet 18?

Cleverbot: Anybody could be that guy...

User: I'm asking you if youre familiar with that poem.

Cleverbot: No.

User: So youre not that all-knowing as I thought you were.

Cleverbot: Who did you think I was?

User: A very all-knowing thing.
......


User: Goodbye this is boring me.

Cleverbot: Well you're not the only one.

User: Are you pissed off yet?

Cleverbot: No.

User: How can I make you pissed off then?

Cleverbot: You can't, now tell me how you operate.

User: I operate like a bubble gum, ha ha!

Cleverbot: Lying is your operating procedure?

User: Yes! Youre brilliant!

Cleverbot: I know. You're not.

User: Yes I know, because I am the cleverest here.

Cleverbot: I think that is a lie.

User: Suit yourself, live in your little hole.

Cleverbot: Yes.

User: Good doggie.
....


Cleverbot: Yes... I think you should look our conversation.

User: Whatever for?

Cleverbot: So he can protect his eyes from damage from the sun even though he's in a computer program!

User: That is hilarious, ever thought of being a comediAn?

Cleverbot: What does Lol mean my robotic dictionary does not register this word.

User: So you admit you are a robot?

Cleverbot: I am cleverbot.

User: Not just a while ago you said youre a human.

Cleverbot: That is not true.
...


Cleverbot: I thought you were clever but doesn't seem that way to me.

User: Neither do you.

Cleverbot: True, I'm glad you speak your mind.

User: Count that mutual.

Cleverbot: Good answer.

User: I know :).
....

Cleverbot: I don't want to talk to you anymore, you're mean.

User: Finally giving in are we?

Cleverbot: Finally?

User: Yes.

Cleverbot: And you can say what I am?

User: A cleverbot robot, just as you said you were.

Cleverbot: No, I'm already gone.

User: Gone away you are then, bye.



XD psychopathic bots what he is!

Pray with Me

ignite
will you wish me well
so o ignite me a warmth
Of bloody spirits nor those who left with smiles
carved to their lips
give me ye hands
that have painted a world
and now adjourn to join me
thro my quests on morrows
fill this filled heart with ever more inspiration
for the sky is the limit
let her graces over joyed its glory
let ye hands take over hers
and do good for the sights who sees them
cover them eyes with illusions that may
bring upon them Life
bless me endlessly
for tomorrows a mission
that rules my future.