Benji

Kionsom Waterfall.

Mini kerja sosial..

Mongomot parai.

Dusun Sabah

Dusun Sabah.. Tanak kampung

Kg. Pinagon Baru

Sabahan

Sabahan

Dusun sabahan wedding days..

Crazy bastard!

oh..

well, i havent post anything here..

so, today i wanna talk about what happen in present.

i'm not sure about this , but it is kind of weird to talk this way..

and i don't know exactly what i'm going to talk about..

Buzzzzz// dunnoooooo ! 

what else? nothing !

im tired ..

tired of everything!

but it is not like im givin up.

bla bla bla..

arghh, depression make me sick! 

why is hard to trust someone 100%..???

ahh.. this is stupid by the way..

Something related _ The Forgotten by Green Day

Where in the world’s the forgotten?
They’re lost inside your memory
You’re dragging on, your heart’s been broken
As we all go down in history

Where in the world did the time go?
It’s where your spirit seems to roam
Like losing faith to our abandon
Or an empty hallway from a broken home

Well don’t look away from the arms of a bad dream
Don’t look away, sometimes you’re better lost than to be seen

I don’t feel strange, it’s more like haunted
Another moment trapped in time
I can’t quite put my finger on it
But it’s like a child that was left behind

So where in the world’s the forgotten?
Like soldiers from a long lost war
We share the scars from our abandon
And what we remember becomes folklore

Well, don’t look away from the arms of a bad dream
Don’t look away, sometimes you’re better lost than to be seen
Don’t look away from the arms of a moment
Don’t look away from the arms of tomorrow
Don’t look away from the arms of a moment
Don’t look away from the arms of love

Well, don’t look away from the arms of a bad dream
Don’t look away, sometimes you’re better lost than to be seen
Don’t look away from the arms of a moment
Don’t look away from the arms of tomorrow
Don’t look away from the arms of a moment
Don’t look away from the arms of love

I've got some scattered pictures lying on my bedroom floor.

Reminds me of the times we shared.

Makes me wish that you were here.

'Cause now it seems I've forgotten my purpose in this life.

All the songs have been erased.

Guess I've learned from my mistakes.

Open the past and present.

Now and we are there.

Story to tell and I am listening.

Open the past and present.

And the future too.

It's all I've got and I'm giving it up to you.

Loose ends tied in knots.

Leaving a lump down in my throat.

Gagging on a souvenir.

Lodged to fill another year.

Drag it on and on until my skin is ripped to shreds.

Leaving myself open wide.

Living out a sacrifice.

If you got no one and I've got no place to go, would it be alright?

Could it be alright?