Tuesday, February 22, 2011
bahasa
sori,tak mengupdate blog untuk beberapa minggu ni,buzy with test.n stupid korean series,ure making me addicted.demn,k,hav a nice week;)
Tuesday, February 15, 2011
edward cullen-ish?
today i mysteriously logged in into my facebook page*(although i hav promised not to do that except on Saturday and Sunday).and one of my friend named isamuddin tagged me in one of his post.it was a link to his blog that hav most of our close related friends tagged also.an yup,because i was damn bored i read the blog post without delay.
it was a blog post with two pictures inserted titled "5B & 5M".it is a post about his most cherished girlfriends and boyfriends*(and i do mean literally FRIENDS) and it have me included *(yeayyy).although some of the facts were wrong*(he stated i don't want to hav a mate until i've finished pharmacy.but the truth is until the age of 26/28.bahahaha) but it me feel the warm,fuzzy feeling that you feel when you grabbed your favorite blanket on a cold sunday morning.especially when i've been reading it with an Anuar Zain background music that sounds so touchy.and that feeling can be achieved through appreciation.
ask naniey how am i before.i always ask her about whatever that she feels after hannging out with me.back then i call it post mortem and now i just realized it have a synonym called insecure.and now instead of asking "what do you feel when hanging out with me,walking with me,talking and etc."*(i may be exaggerate a bit),i just keep in touch with her and you know what?so far,so good.
but as human being,sometimes we have the need to know wht people think about us,wether we suk or what.or are we being appriciated.sometimes a simple thank you or appriciation can go a long way.it's one of the simple words that can make you smile all day,without no reason at all.but asking for it seems a bit needy*(i dont mean it in a bad way,and as a man i have an ego to protect.haa).so as a friend,just say thank you,or a random-cute *bluekk* will make the other party felt appreciated.it shows that we appreciate them.(and i spelled appriciated wrong twice)
and to all my friends,that have been there for me,even pergi lepak je,i dedicate this quote,phrase,cut or whatever you call it from the january 2011 edition of readers digest,page 88 that says ;
"people say you can't choose your family, but if i have filled out a request form for the perfect sister-soul-mate-friend i couldn't have been more blessed than i am in having you in my life"
p/s;bahahahaha to all of you and happy maulidur rasul;)and lastly ABIGFATTHANKYOU
it was a blog post with two pictures inserted titled "5B & 5M".it is a post about his most cherished girlfriends and boyfriends*(and i do mean literally FRIENDS) and it have me included *(yeayyy).although some of the facts were wrong*(he stated i don't want to hav a mate until i've finished pharmacy.but the truth is until the age of 26/28.bahahaha) but it me feel the warm,fuzzy feeling that you feel when you grabbed your favorite blanket on a cold sunday morning.especially when i've been reading it with an Anuar Zain background music that sounds so touchy.and that feeling can be achieved through appreciation.
ask naniey how am i before.i always ask her about whatever that she feels after hannging out with me.back then i call it post mortem and now i just realized it have a synonym called insecure.and now instead of asking "what do you feel when hanging out with me,walking with me,talking and etc."*(i may be exaggerate a bit),i just keep in touch with her and you know what?so far,so good.
but as human being,sometimes we have the need to know wht people think about us,wether we suk or what.or are we being appriciated.sometimes a simple thank you or appriciation can go a long way.it's one of the simple words that can make you smile all day,without no reason at all.but asking for it seems a bit needy*(i dont mean it in a bad way,and as a man i have an ego to protect.haa).so as a friend,just say thank you,or a random-cute *bluekk* will make the other party felt appreciated.it shows that we appreciate them.(and i spelled appriciated wrong twice)
and to all my friends,that have been there for me,even pergi lepak je,i dedicate this quote,phrase,cut or whatever you call it from the january 2011 edition of readers digest,page 88 that says ;
"people say you can't choose your family, but if i have filled out a request form for the perfect sister-soul-mate-friend i couldn't have been more blessed than i am in having you in my life"
p/s;bahahahaha to all of you and happy maulidur rasul;)and lastly ABIGFATTHANKYOU
Tuesday, February 8, 2011
about him
this story is not about me making a mountain out of a mole hill,but it's just me try stating a fact that "we learn things from one another"
yes,from the first moment that my friend complained about his ethics,my gut instinct says that "ooo,damn.he's born from hell".yes,i have that tendency to follow what my friend says about a certain someone,even the littlest thing like "he's bad" can influence me if not immediately,,but through time i'll be affected.
With his spiky hair ( the kind of hair fashion that reminds you of you school days),his i-don't-care-about-you attitude,he sets me off sometimes.and in argument,I always feels as if i wanna punch him in the face for making an unreasonable debate about some facts that he strongly believe is true but at the same time,all the synonyms to the facts is wrong to him.dammit.just how irritated i am with this kind of behavior.
so like always,i treated a human flesh like a human flesh.nothing more,nothing less.he's just a human flesh that happens to be at the same place at the same time as i am.no hugging,not the usual kind of me*(the one that's screams excitedly when i see my friends)
but within this irritating monster from the depth of hell,i learned something from him.yeah,i lean on how to accept human faults and move on.but the most surprising thing that i've learned from him is my now pen-handwriting.
usually before this i prefer to use pencil instead of using a pen.although i dreamed of using pen.but to me,pencil is more versatile,u can rub it off,make shades with them and many more things that are variable in the context of a pencil.but this irritating bastard*(sorry for the langguage,im kind of highly influenced by raywilliamjohnson right now) does something that i'm fascinated about in his handwriting.he writes so disorderly that it seems beautiful.the kind of writing that you expect from a mature person.the strokes that says "i dont care about how my writing will turn out like" and the slight pressure of proffesionalism*(you know what i mean don't you?).oh how i longed for the strokes to be mine some near in the future.
with this fetish,i tried to copy silently by looking at his writings.at first,i bought a pilot G-1 100 with the colours of black and blue.it was difficult as the "dakwat-basah" is very wet.sometimes it smudges my test pad*(and today it managed to make a mole at my face).but as time went on,,i tried having this concept in my head while writing."be confident,don't think,just do,i don't care bout how you turned out,i just wanna see the words flow through".and it work,well kind of;)
and to this date,ill be trying to perfect my handwriting orchestra of fonts so that mine will be on par with the man that i hate but learned from.
as i said before, "we learn things from one another.people that we see everyday,little that we know,they make an impact to our lives.they teach us something.weather it is significant or not.it's only in the matter of how you look at things."
yes,from the first moment that my friend complained about his ethics,my gut instinct says that "ooo,damn.he's born from hell".yes,i have that tendency to follow what my friend says about a certain someone,even the littlest thing like "he's bad" can influence me if not immediately,,but through time i'll be affected.
With his spiky hair ( the kind of hair fashion that reminds you of you school days),his i-don't-care-about-you attitude,he sets me off sometimes.and in argument,I always feels as if i wanna punch him in the face for making an unreasonable debate about some facts that he strongly believe is true but at the same time,all the synonyms to the facts is wrong to him.dammit.just how irritated i am with this kind of behavior.
so like always,i treated a human flesh like a human flesh.nothing more,nothing less.he's just a human flesh that happens to be at the same place at the same time as i am.no hugging,not the usual kind of me*(the one that's screams excitedly when i see my friends)
but within this irritating monster from the depth of hell,i learned something from him.yeah,i lean on how to accept human faults and move on.but the most surprising thing that i've learned from him is my now pen-handwriting.
usually before this i prefer to use pencil instead of using a pen.although i dreamed of using pen.but to me,pencil is more versatile,u can rub it off,make shades with them and many more things that are variable in the context of a pencil.but this irritating bastard*(sorry for the langguage,im kind of highly influenced by raywilliamjohnson right now) does something that i'm fascinated about in his handwriting.he writes so disorderly that it seems beautiful.the kind of writing that you expect from a mature person.the strokes that says "i dont care about how my writing will turn out like" and the slight pressure of proffesionalism*(you know what i mean don't you?).oh how i longed for the strokes to be mine some near in the future.
with this fetish,i tried to copy silently by looking at his writings.at first,i bought a pilot G-1 100 with the colours of black and blue.it was difficult as the "dakwat-basah" is very wet.sometimes it smudges my test pad*(and today it managed to make a mole at my face).but as time went on,,i tried having this concept in my head while writing."be confident,don't think,just do,i don't care bout how you turned out,i just wanna see the words flow through".and it work,well kind of;)
and to this date,ill be trying to perfect my handwriting orchestra of fonts so that mine will be on par with the man that i hate but learned from.
as i said before, "we learn things from one another.people that we see everyday,little that we know,they make an impact to our lives.they teach us something.weather it is significant or not.it's only in the matter of how you look at things."
what ive gone through
this post is dedicated to the national pharmacy sports carnival (NPSC) that was held at USM on the last 29th and 30th of January 2011 ;
ok been writing and backspacing whatever ive putted in words for the past 1/2 hours.no idea,AT ALL i tell you.well these are some of the things i jot down in my note book about on what to write on this post,hope you guys understand what i'm trying to convey and till next time.
"to win is not to be happy of what u've achieve there and then.but to be grateful of making the choices that make you to the present.this win,is only one of the many achievements that you can make in life.dun let it make you arrogant,feels too at peace and ignorant"
"to loose is not pain.it's one of the sweets that existed in this corrupted world.without loosing,the sweetness of victory can't be savored.u've tried hard,but next time,try harder.laugh out all your failures,and there will you find friends.the one to laugh it out with you."
"don't make the fear of loosing overwhelms you.dun let the win make you blind of future obstacles.truth be told,life's the biggest game there is.and that game is not about winning and loosing.its the game of regrets and satisfaction.and at the end of the road,the thing that you hope the most is happiness"
"make a cup of tea.the tea is the challenge,and the failures will be the sugars you put in it.and when you drink it it will be success"
p/s;my team lost the vollyball comp but overall,the NPSC UM team got 3rd place.booyah!
ok been writing and backspacing whatever ive putted in words for the past 1/2 hours.no idea,AT ALL i tell you.well these are some of the things i jot down in my note book about on what to write on this post,hope you guys understand what i'm trying to convey and till next time.
"to win is not to be happy of what u've achieve there and then.but to be grateful of making the choices that make you to the present.this win,is only one of the many achievements that you can make in life.dun let it make you arrogant,feels too at peace and ignorant"
"to loose is not pain.it's one of the sweets that existed in this corrupted world.without loosing,the sweetness of victory can't be savored.u've tried hard,but next time,try harder.laugh out all your failures,and there will you find friends.the one to laugh it out with you."
"don't make the fear of loosing overwhelms you.dun let the win make you blind of future obstacles.truth be told,life's the biggest game there is.and that game is not about winning and loosing.its the game of regrets and satisfaction.and at the end of the road,the thing that you hope the most is happiness"
"make a cup of tea.the tea is the challenge,and the failures will be the sugars you put in it.and when you drink it it will be success"
p/s;my team lost the vollyball comp but overall,the NPSC UM team got 3rd place.booyah!
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