Sunday, October 30, 2011

Menulis


dah lama tak menulis
dah beku
dah rapuh

sedangkan idea itu ada
sedangkan menulis itu adalah kesukaanku
sedangkan cerpen dan skrip itu adalah temanku

perlu cari semula semangat menulis
perlu cari semula angan-angan zaman remaja
biar hidup dalam mimpi
jangan hidup tak bermimpi
kosong dan hambar


*iman nur aima*

"Read, read, read. Read everything—trash, classics, good and bad, and see how they do it. Just like a carpenter who works as an apprentice and studies the most. Read! You'll absorb it. Then write. If it is good, you'll find out. If it's not, throw it out the window."
William Faulkner

Writing a novel is like driving a car at night. You can see only as far as your headlights, but you can make the whole trip that way."
E.L. Doctorow







aku mahu lampu meja di tepi katil
aku mahu cadar putih bantal kekabu
aku mahu ada lilin warna merah dan ungu tersusun

lipat helaian kertas
letak himpunan kisah ini di meja sisi
aku pulang dari kayangan

lalu
gelap
lena dan bertasbih
terasa jari ini digenggam

*iman nur aima*

source: noentodesign


Thursday, October 27, 2011

no end to design

Found and has been following a blog that is just so freaking awesome!




i can imagine myself on that couch reading Nicholas Spark... i'm a minimalist.



pasta or curry? anyone... my kind of kitchen...



heaven in the house...winx winx...




Source: no end to design: morning selection:



Wednesday, October 26, 2011

Empty


This glass is half empty
This wallet is nearly empty
This house is full but empty
This heart is totally empty

The emptiness of space and time
Waiting for you to come

*iman nur aima*

Tuesday, October 25, 2011

The Red Balloon 1956


The Red Balloon 1956 movie PLOT:


The film, which has a music score but almost no dialogue, tells of Pascal (Pascal Lamorisse), who, on his way to school one morning, discovers a large helium-filled red balloon.

As Pascal plays with his new found toy, he realizes the balloon has a mind and will of its own. It begins to follow him wherever he goes, at times floating outside his bedroom window as Pascal's mother will not allow it in their apartment.



The red balloon follows Pascal through the streets of Paris, and the pair draw inquisitive looks from adults and the envy of other children as they wander the streets. At one point the balloon enters Pascal's classroom, causing an uproar from the other students. The noise alerts the principal, who becomes angry with Pascal and locks him up in his office until school is over. At another, Pascal and his balloon encounter a little girl (Sabine Lamorisse) with a blue balloon that also seems to have a mind of its own.



In their wanderings around the neighborhood, Pascal and the balloon encounter a gang of bullies, who are envious of his balloon, and they soon destroy his new friend.
The film ends as the other balloons in Paris come to Pascal's aid and take him on a cluster balloon ride over the city.

For more story and pictures of the movie The Red Balloon - Visit this site. Ghosshh...its really sweet, i'll watch it later. The movie is also available on Youtube.

And i just love this song and this music video... watch it to understand - "the head balloon". i guess Damian Rice's 9 Crimes music video were influence and based on The Red Balloon 1956 movie.



Thursday, October 20, 2011

I'm A CREEP - Radiohead




i know you are special
so
i wish you notice me
i wish you call me
i wish you hold me
i wish you save me
i wish you were here
i wish you love me
i wish us and no one else
but i'm a CREEP

*iman nur aima*





When you were here before
Couldn't look you in the eye
You're just like an angel
Your skin makes me cry
You float like a feather
In a beautiful world
I wish I was special
You're so fucking special
But I 'm a creep
I 'm a weirdo
What the hell am I doing here?
I don't belong here

I don't care if it hurts
I want to have control
I want a perfect body
I want a perfect soul
I want you to notice
When I'm not around
You're so fucking special
I wish I was special

But I'm a creep
I'm a weirdo
What the hell am I doing here?
I don't belong here

She's running out again
She's running out
She run, run, run run
Run

Whatever makes you happy
Whatever you want
You're so fucking special
I wish I was special
But I'm a creep
I'm a weirdo
What the hell am I doing here?
I don't belong here
I don't belong here. 

Wednesday, October 19, 2011


if you don't like to be treated indifferently
then don't treated others indifferently

don't use sarcasm to others that you.. yourself find it hurting
so learn
and seriously
what's your problem?!

*iman nur aima*

Saturday, October 15, 2011

Nicest Thing OR Nicest Thought


I THOUGHT that we could be something
But this THOUGHT is killing me

*iman nur aima*






All I know is that you're so nice
You're the nicest thing I've seen
I wish that we could give it a go
See if we could be something

I wish I was your favourite girl
I wish you thought I was the reason you are in the world
I wish my smile was your favourite kind of smile
I wish the way that I dressed was your favourite kind of style

I wish you couldn't figure me out
But you'd always wanna know what I was about
I wish you'd hold my hand
When I was upset
I wish you'd never forget
The look on my face when we first met

I wish you had a favourite beauty spot
That you loved secretly
'Cause it was on a hidden bit
That nobody else could see
Basically, I wish that you loved me
I wish that you needed me
I wish that you knew when I said two sugars,
Actually I meant three

I wish that without me your heart would break
I wish that without me you'd be spending the rest of your nights awake
I wish that without me you couldn't eat
I wish I was the last thing on your mind before you went to sleep

Look, all I know is that you're the nicest thing I've ever seen
And I wish that we could see if we could be something
Yeah I wish that we could see if we could be something


Wednesday, October 5, 2011

Escape

I started listening "seriously" to post-rock band after a friend introduced Explosion in the Sky and right afterwards Mono. Now, I'm addicted to Sigur Ros.


Sigur Ros

And as my brain "stuck" in this boardroom.... attending a meeting, discussing about the direction of the country technology and innovation and commercialisation and gov and industries and universities and mechanism and phase and clusters ...owh God...pls help me ...
i shifted my "mind"...
my body is in this room but my mind is thrown thousand miles away to the unknown as I listen to Sigur Ros's Ara Batur

Goshh...thanks Sigur Ros for this amazing piece.......

    
i'm into deep

*iman nur aima*