Assilem = Em

Dear all, 15 November 2010 was a memorable day to be, There is these little girl begin its new journey. As excitement and nervous tangled around her veins, She makes her way to face her destiny. . CIS network that’s the place it called, A place deep she knows she would learn and grow. With that I hope I was given the most welcome, Everyone in the house is my family now. Today was her first official intro, She cracks her head thinking how to start. Since Journalism that is her major, Therefore it is best to start with a little creative touch. Greetings everyone my name is Melissa, I am the newest members and perhaps the youngest too. I used to study in TAR College, But later on I earn my degree in Liverpool. Born in January 4 1988, I’m the eldest among my four siblings. Kampar is my very own hometown, But Shah Alam is the place I settle down. . Many might have wondering, Was this journalist to-be has fall wrong place? For that question I may reply, Beneath the skin I know this is...

I opened an empty page, while my brain stand at edge. Shove myself a challenge, see my head how far it could take. Start off by blasting iTunes, flows my ear drums with moisture. My fingers warm up slightly late, it clicks most backspace and delete. Play a little with the music beat, hopes to give my pulse a little heat. Sing along with the latest hit, may it inspire my thought a little bit. I'm like a pen ran out of ink, poor brain suffer to squeeze a wink. Little by little my wills grow weak, decide for an end before the peak. Crap, this is bad... :-/

I dedicate these emotion words, For a friends to have lose his closest roots. As now he is in the lowest mood, May him find the light walking back the road. The feeling of accepting a sudden departs, Is like a dead knot that could break into parts. You do pray it is just a bitter joke, Reality tells it is a taboo that couldn't be provoke. Curse you may for the hash life ground! Cry as loud if that will cure your wound! But when you done, come back my friends, Because the journey needs you till the ends.

I have this sudden thought, what would have happen if I die young? Have everything would turn into ashes? Would that be any slight changes in the wide round world? Will anybody would grief on my absent? and there is many many questions running in my head... But no worries, I guess hard life like me would have a very long life. Simply couldn't help myself to question a little, as I listen to this song by The Band Perry. It might be a rather sadden song, but love the way the lyrics driven. Such beautiful song yet emotion touched.

What it is to be betrayed by the closest pal? Does it burned like a living hell? Does it pierced like hitting nail? Have you crush by the devil’s tail? Save the tears for a better deal, He, simple doesn’t fit the bill, Given you all the hard- hammer kill, Rubbish! He wasn’t means to be real.

Have I create as a million fool, Or being just Your only cool? Why would I to be in rotten ways, If others could have swing the rays? Have I create by a wizard touch, Or a failure of Your lazy lush? Why is that whenever I grow my roots, If it means for me to trap my foots? Have I create solely over yesterday joy, Or to live like a future broken toy? Why is even a humble life that I hope, If is tight with an unreachable rope? Have I create to finding an answer, Or to be questions to the rest of the year? Why if it means for me to be a trouble, If would have been better as I was disable.

Oh yeah, pardon me for keeping the blog empty for some period, the fact that I have been kind of occupy as I  recently shifted to a new 'nest'. Yeah the thing about moving to a new place, it somehow would rejuvenate one's feeling to have a brand new start, well same goes as me. It took me a week to come out this to-do-list: 1. I desperately need to loose a few (well more then that) pounds as I have weight a ton ever since I started to work. So it is the best to pick up back some exercise like -- Swimming. 2. I have a (temporary) fully self occupied unit and all the new kitchen utensil. So that would be no excuse for me to start eating healthy by pass all the fattening meal I'm having now. Hence, gonna get back to my previous diet. ;-) 3. I need to pick up a new hobby! Perhaps self learn an extra language? Or get myself a little extra training for my self-claim genius baking and cooking skill? :-D 4. Since I would be preparing my own lunch, hence no more reasons for m...