Thursday, December 24, 2009
Wednesday, December 23, 2009
SEARCHING FOR GIRLS WHO ARE INTERESTED IN RENTING A MEDIUM SIZED ROOM IN SEC7, LEVEL 4, BLOCK57.
WE ARE SEARCHING FOR GIRL(S)WHO ARE -CLEAN -OPEN MINDED AND EASY GOING -NONSMOCKER AND NON-DRINKER(U CAN SMOKE AND ENJOY UR ALCOHOLIC BEVERAGES OUTSIDE BUT NOT IN D HOUSE YA?
-AND WE DOES NOT ALLOWED FRIENDS-CRUSSHING IN
THE ROOM IS GREAT FOR THOSE WHO ARE SEARCHING FOR -A ROOM OF YOUR OWN -PRIVACY -RELAX AND CHILL KINDA ENVIRONMENT TO LIVE IN.
-COMFORTABLE AND CONDUSIVE PLACE TO STUDY -FRIENDLY AND EASY GOING HOUSEMATES FYI; CURRENTLY THE OTHER 2 ROOMS ARE RENTED BY 2 GIRLS(EACH OF THEM RENTED ONE ROOM EACH).
IF U R D TYPE WHO WANT TO GET AWAY OF THE USUAL DRAMA LIVING UP TO 6 OR MORE PEOPLE IN A HOUSE(WHICH USUALLY LEADS TO GADOH/FIGHTS AMONG FRIENDS),
THEN UR D ONE WE R LOOKING FOR
. RENTING THE ROOM WILL PROVIDE U WITH OTHER ACCOMODATION SUCH AS
-CABLE TV -
WASHING MACHINE(mesin basuh)
-STOVE(DAPUR TO MASAK)
-PETI SEJUK .
-THE PARKING SPACE IS FAR MORE SPACEY AND CONVIENIENT FROM THE OTHER BLOCKS. BLOK INI MERUPAKAN DIANTARA BLOCK BARU JADI ENVIRONMENT NYA AGAK BERSIH COMPARED TO THE OTHER BLOCKS.
IF UR HUNGRY AND HAUNTING FOR FOOD, U CAN JUST CROSS THE ROAD FOR SOME NASI KANDAR, NASI LEMAK OR THE PAK ALI'S NASI AYAM LEMON. THATS WHERE U CAN BUY THE OTHER BASIC NECESITIES.
IF ANYTHING GOES WRONG WITH THE HOUSE, ASSISTANCE AND HELP CAN EASILY BE PROVIDED BY THE OWNER AS HE IS LIVIN NEARBY.
IF UR SEACHING FOR WHAT WE R OFFERIN U, (PRIVACY, A NON-CROWEDED HOUSE), BUZZ ME UP .
price deposit rm 8oo
2plus 1 plus rm 300 for utilities bills whill be given back to us. so all and al perly bayar rm 8oo for deposit
per month the room is rm 233
tak yermasuk bil air and elektrik.
kalau 2 org share this room then lg murah la.
Posted by HANI IRYANI at 7:34 PM
Posted by HANI IRYANI at 4:43 AM
Friday, December 18, 2009
FIRST OF ALL, THANK ALLAH FOR THE NEW YEAR.
Posted by HANI IRYANI at 10:20 AM
Tuesday, November 17, 2009
I am in a bit of an emotional rut here. Might soon indulge in a little bit of an existential crisis or maybe a sprinkle of anxiety attacks. Call it whatever you want because by the end of it all, when they do occur, it is me and only me who knows how it is to not be capable of feeling. In the meantime, sombreness celebrated, do enjoy this beautiful poem that succeeded in making me feel a rush of good ol' goosebumps.
A Love Song by William Carlos Williams
What have I to say to you
When we shall meet?
I lie here thinking of you.
The stain of love
Is upon the world.
Yellow, yellow, yellow,
It eats into the leaves,
Smears with saffron
The horned branches that lean
Against a smooth purple sky.
There is no light—
Only a honey-thick stain
That drips from leaf to leaf
And limb to limb
Spoiling the colours
Of the whole world.
I am alone.
The weight of love
Has buoyed me up
Till my head
Knocks against the sky.
My hair is dripping with nectar—
Starlings carry it
On their black wings.
See, at last
My arms and my hands
Are lying idle.
How can I tell
If I shall ever love you again
As I do now?
Posted by HANI IRYANI at 12:06 PM
It's all I have to bring today –
This, and my heart beside –
This, and my heart, and all the fields –
And all the meadows wide –
Be sure you count – should I forget
Some one the sum could tell –
This, and my heart, and all the Bees
Which in the Clover dwell.
It's all I have to bring today (26) by Emily Dickinson
Posted by HANI IRYANI at 9:08 AM
I dream of you, to wake: would that I might
Dream of you and not wake but slumber on;
Nor find with dreams the dear companion gone,
As, Summer ended, Summer birds take flight.
In happy dreams I hold you full in night.
I blush again who waking look so wan;
Brighter than sunniest day that ever shone,
In happy dreams your smile makes day of night.
Thus only in a dream we are at one,
Thus only in a dream we give and take
The faith that maketh rich who take or give;If thus to sleep is sweeter than to wake,
To die were surely sweeter than to live,
Though there be nothing new beneath the sun.
Monna Innominata [I dream of you, to wake] by Christina Rossetti
Posted by HANI IRYANI at 9:00 AM
Lay your sleeping head, my love,
Human on my faithless arm;
Time and fevers burn away
Individual beauty from
Thoughtful children, and the grave
Proves the child ephemeral:
But in my arms till break of day
Let the living creature lie,
Mortal, guilty, but to me
The entirely beautiful.
First Stanza of "Lullaby" by W.H. Auden
Posted by HANI IRYANI at 8:50 AM