Saturday, July 21, 2012

draft berkurun lamenya yang di post..

ive wrote so many 'ngabey' things before this n im sure people will be annoyed if i keep doing those..even for myself..

*sorry but i cant write something that would make u feel like 'WOW' or 'COOL!!' or whatever
coz..yeah..u not really good in english...1 more thing..ignore the grammar mistakes..(=

im not gonna write a story ..but a bit of me, an imperfect...

~this is real~
~this is me~

i am me. in all the world, there is no else exactly like me.

i own everything bout me

my feelings
my mouth
my voice
all my actions
whether they be to others or myself
i own my fantasies
my dreams
my hopes
my fears
my triumphs
my failures and mistakes

best thing i can say is, i own me!

for those who dont know me..i cant be a bit crazy

ouhhh..or should i say im a real crazy??

i dont know but, few of my pc frens( whom i never talked to when we were in school but we only started some talks in fb after school years)

said that i m an arrogant brat!!LOL

damn! do i look that way??anyone can tell me??is it true?0.o

yeah maybe i look like an arrogant guy in some people eyes but

i think im not kott..

ok its easy to say that i may look like an arrogant to whom that i dont really know or to whom that im not really close with...
but, once u get to know me, u will find out that im an easy goin person
(that doesnt sounds like im boasting around right??LOL)

if someone(a stranger) sit next to me in a bus or in a hall for any occasion,
dont u ever hope that i'll say hi or start a conversation
coz u need to start it first! i'll appear as talkative as popping corns once u start asking me something or say anything to me ;p

yeah, i need a catalyst of 'hi' or whatever catalyst in order for me to show my true colors..once again i stress, im not an arrogant..

ive done many crazy things in life..coz i got some mental disorders..LOL
no, just kidding..but i really enjoy my life and i will do whatever i want n do whatever things that will make me happy

ive done this few times..,
(while i was in mrsm pc)i woke up early in the morning and started to jump from a bed to another bed, scream out loud singing songs and dancing..
while everyone had just woke up from sleep and most of them seemed like a zombie..but long as it makes me feel happy, i dont care..haha

i hate being emo emo but sometimes i feel really depressed and sad esp after the addmath exam..XP but happens only once in a blue moon n the emo feeling will fade away bout few hours later
x ska la emo emo ni even for a while, so i'll quickly find myself something that can cheer me up..
everybody knows me as someone who is cheerful and crazy..

im easy that way..crazy, cheerful and perverted..LOL

one more thing, some people may hate it and some of them may like it...
i cant be serious LOL
i cant prevent myself from laughing
yeah! thats me!

Saturday, July 14, 2012


post dri along kt fb..sebak bile bace,,T.T

Kisah ini saya dapat dari rakan universiti, dialog antara pensil dan pemadam diikuti pengajarannya. 

Pencil: I'm sorry !
Eraser: For what? You didn't do anything wrong.

Pencil: I'm sorry because you get hurt because of me.

Whenever I made a mistake, you're always there to erase it.

But as you make my mistakes vanish, you lose a part of yourself.

You get smaller and smaller each time.

Eraser: That's true. But I don't really mind. You see, I was made to do this.

I was made to help you whenever you do something wrong.

Even though one day, I know I'll be gone and you'll replace me with a new one,

I'm actually happy with my job.

So please, stop worrying. I hate seeing you sad.


I found this conversation between the pencil and the eraser very inspirational.

Parents are like the eraser whereas their children are the pencil.

They're always there for their children, cleaning up their mistakes.

Sometimes along the way, they get hurt, and become smaller / older, and eventually pass on.

Though their children will eventually find someone new (spouse),

but parents are still happy with what they do for their children,

and will always hate seeing their precious ones worrying, or sad.

All my life, I've been the pencil.

And it pains me to see the eraser that is my parents getting smaller and smaller each day.

For I know that one day,

all that I'm left with would be eraser shavings and memories of what I used to have.

We never know the love of our parents for us until we have became parents