back to life

hmmm....life is just a bliss
my baby back to my arm
dont really have a thing to say
just want to enjoy the song
so here for all of you.

I know a girl
She puts the color inside of my world
But she's just like a maze
Where all of the walls all continually change
And I've done all I can
To stand on her steps with my heart in my hands
Now I'm starting to see
Maybe it's got nothing to do with me

Fathers, be good to your daughters
Daughters will love like you do
Girls become lovers who turn into mothers
So mothers, be good to your daughters too

Oh, you see that skin?
It's the same she's been standing in
Since the day she saw him walking away
Now she's left
Cleaning up the mess he made

So fathers, be good to your daughters
Daughters will love like you do
Girls become lovers who turn into mothers
So mothers, be good to your daughters too

Boys, you can break
You'll find out how much they can take
Boys will be strong
And boys soldier on
But boys would be gone without the warmth from
A womans good, good heart

On behalf of every man
Looking out for every girl
You are the god and the weight of her world

So fathers, be good to your daughters
Daughters will love like you do
Girls become lovers who turn into mothers

So mothers, be good to your daughters too

the episode of loneliness

there's a knock on my door at 8 pm while im watching my 34'' tv with damia - remember my little vampire! i thought it was the debt collector that i always afraid for. well, i never mention it before but previously i mean a year ago we had our downtime and we have to owe someone some money. i dont know whether the debt is settle as my husband always being secretive about his financial status. anyway back to the knock on the door. as i open the door, it is my babysitter.

'what's up?', i ask.

her complexion was very pale than Boy George make up foundation.
'i'm just coming back from the hospital.just fell down in the shower.bleeding all over', she said
i was very shocked as she is pregnant for 3 weeks.

'how about the baby?'
'safe but i need to rest, in the meantime u have to find someone to take care of Damia.'

hmmm.... this is the miserable time. i just cant be separated from my baby.its not like im being clingy but just cannot sleep without her.
but had to, so i sent her to my aunt's house.

by the time i had to go home, i waved at her. she's lookin at me with a face full of confusion. i know the time has come for my tears to flow. cannot wait any longer so i left.

so... here i am. alone and miserable.hope it only take a week so i can be with my baby again.

Damia.... mummy miss u.

nightmares mystery

so... are the nightmares really as what i thought it is? maybe yes...maybe not. the truth is...out there..ha..ha..ha... seriously, the truth is, its my husband who always land on my baby's hand. that's why she's been crying.

poor little creature, i always put her inside her baby cot everytime she falls asleep. but very wise she is, the limited space bored her out. it turn out that we, my husband and i had to share our bed with her. and the worst is that she has to sleep in the middle. an obstacle to our marital repertoir. i guess i understand why all my classmate always wonder is it true that i wake up every morning at the wrong side of the bed.

i'm a mama, housewife and students

At 3 a.m just being woke up by my daughter's crying.arghhh what should i do. got to wake up early coz my class start at 8.30 in the morning tomorrow. looking at my husband who just have wonderful dream (smiling with drools at his face) i feel like slapping his face. for others, this crying might seems to be nightmares but for me it just a responsibility that i have to attend to. Maybe at first i felt like dying but i started to love it each single day. having a wonderful princess like damia, anyone will be proud of her. she can get down from her bed of her own even she's only 7 months. just imagine her intelligence. never create problems to me. even her smile can melt down icebergs in Antartics. but recently, she always wake up at night by nightmares ( i think) crying her heart out. and this nightmares..... i think i should find out where it begins.