autobiography
MELLEH. Salam. the name is Diyana. keep it simple, dee for you to call.
Living in a real life with no fake smile. Loving my life, not Perfect but ITS OKAYYYY.. and dont want to sweat the small stuff,its just small stuff:D
old good times
June 2008
July 2008
August 2008
September 2008
October 2008
November 2008
December 2008
January 2009
February 2009
March 2009
June 2009
August 2009
September 2009
November 2009

one-way out
Yasmin
Santy
Nish
Fyfy Chap
Fyfy Flip
Eally
Moon
Ping
Fariza
Salwa
Chai Biyatch
Jacko
Kurt
Watts
Khalid
Iqq
Dien
ming n mafias
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Wednesday, November 18, 2009
Pictures of me and my Colleague, Raz.
Credits to Abang ajim :P



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10:19 PM







Things that i should be just telling you in my blog and never said it to your face! will you just please understand?
esehh emo / jiwang much?
just kidding bah, manada papa. esen2 sajee:P

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5:57 PM

Sunday, November 1, 2009















hey :) sorry fans out there, my followers *the girls* teehee. sorry i havent been updating my blog for quite awhile. been busy, with youuuuuu AKs!!! here,some of the pics just por ya.

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7:16 PM

Friday, September 25, 2009
how about i tell you that i am feeling blue.
Looking at a girl who isnt ready to fall in love and to be heartbroken again
She thought He came to cheer and bright up her world but somehow ended up being 'betrayed' in Friendship.

Will there be other people who can take her seriously other than the family she loves.
Will there be someone who can take good care of her and be there for her ups and downs.
Desperately in love? No. Not at all. Just a partner that can make her NOT feel lonely, she needs no cuddles neither hugs to make her feel warm.
Feeling deep within , sense of love.TLC? Something like that,Not a physical intimacy, Should be fine. At least be her shoulder to cry on and be her eyes to catch the sunsets.

Some say she- being a very choosy-not-so-little-girl-anymore in guys. The girl tells me every single thing about her and i talk to her by the window after midnight, having green Marlboro/ Pall mall with tears on her eyes as she talks. What if I'm gone and no longer be there to listen and understand her, will someone replace me and please pity her?

There was once More-than-just-a-texting-partner to her, but he left . WHY?? Because she overlooked , it was just too late for her to realize that HE was more, i say more that just a friend who loves her tenderly as she only found out and felt lonely when the guy is happily having someone special. I believe it's his choice and for that, let her tears flow.Though, somehow the guy wanted her not to leave him just like that.sad much? no way!

Hari Raya is suppose to be the time where you celebrate festivity season with joy and laughters. Not listening to "Guns & Roses -Don't Cry" every single night before sleep, and wonder about how life has been treating you so far.

Much Love to those who cares for this girl.
xx

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11:48 PM

Wednesday, August 5, 2009
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IF all the world and love were young,
And truth in every shepherd's tongue,
These pretty pleasures might me move
To live with thee and be thy Love.

But Time drives flocks from field to fold;
When rivers rage and rocks grow cold;
And Philomel becometh dumb;
The rest complains of cares to come.

The flowers do fade, and wanton fields
To wayward Winter reckoning yields:
A honey tongue, a heart of gall,
Is fancy's spring, but sorrow's fall.

Thy gowns, thy shoes, thy beds of roses,
Thy cap, thy kirtle, and thy posies,
Soon break, soon wither--soon forgotten,
In folly ripe, in reason rotten.

Thy belt of straw and ivy-buds,
Thy coral clasps and amber studs,--
All these in me no means can move
To come to thee and be thy Love.

But could youth last, and love still breed,
Had joys no date, nor age no need,
Then these delights my mind might move
To live with thee and be thy Love.

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11:20 PM

Speak Not

I speak not, I trace not, I breathe not thy name;
There is grief in the sound, there is guilt in the fame;
But the tear that now burns on my cheek may impart
The deep thoughts that dwell in that silence of heart.
Too brief for our passion, too long for our peace,
Were those hours - can their joy or their bitterness cease?
We repent, we abjure, we will break from our chain, -
We will part, we will fly to - unite it again!
Oh! thine be the gladness, and mine be the guilt!
Forgive me, adored one! - forsake if thou wilt;
But the heart which is thine shall expire undebased,
And man shall not break it - whatever thou may'st.
And stern to the haughty, but humble to thee,
This soul in its bitterest blackness shall be;
And our days seem as swift, and our moments more sweet,
With thee at my side, than with worlds at our feet.
One sigh of thy sorrow, one look of thy love,
Shall turn me or fix, shall reward or reprove.
And the heartless may wonder at all I resign -
Thy lips shall reply, not to them, but to mine.

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8:11 PM

Wednesday, June 17, 2009

trust me,i'll be back. i just need more time. :)

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6:37 PM