Monday, 22 February 2010

a 25 year old man behaving like a child?

One old man was sitting with his 25 years old son in the train. Train is about to leave the station. All the passengers are settling down into their seats

As the train started the young man was filled with alot of joy and curiosity. He was sitting on the window side. He went out one hand and feeling the passing air. He shouted, "Papa see all the trees are going behind".

Old man smile and admired his son's feelings.

Beside the young man one couple was sitting and listening all the conversation between father and son. They were little awkward with the attitude of the 25 years old man behaving like a small child.
Suddenly the young man again shouted, "Papa see the pond and animals. Clouds are moving with the train".

Couple was watching the young man embarrassingly.

Now its start raining and some of water drops touches the young man's hand. He is filled with joy and he closed his eyes. He shouted again," Papa it's raining, water is touching me, see papa".

Couple couldn't help themselves and ask the old man. "Why don't you visit the Doctor and get your son treated?"

Old man said, "Yes, We were from the hospital. Today my son got his eyes for the first time in his life".

Moral of the story is;

We must not come to any conclusion until we know all the facts

p/s: love this story. its really touching.

Sunday, 21 February 2010

New home~!

From now on i am from negeri sembilan.

No more selangor. (T.T)

But i'm glad i have my own room finally.

And i love the new place. (^^)

p/s: oghang nogoghie pun oghang nogoghie ler~

Wednesday, 17 February 2010


ideas. inspiration. its all there. i just need to write them down.

But where the bloody hell is EFFORT and PERSEVERANCE???

I need constant motivation. (T.T)

Sunday, 14 February 2010

God works mysteriously.

okay this is a miracle.

Or rather what malay people call jodoh.

I'm going to move to seremban this week.

So i told this chat friend of mine about it because he also lives in seremban.

And suprisingly he knows my house, even the specific NUMBER of my new house without me telling him the details.

How does he knows?

Because apparently he lives right next door. XD

And the cool part is that we have never met our entire life. only contact through phones.

And all in a sudden we are going to be closest neighbours yet. lol.

God work in mysterious ways.

Life is always full of surprises. :)

p/s: is he the one for me?? (O.o)

Saturday, 13 February 2010

new everything -.-

New home.

New life.

New beginning.

Old spirit -.-

From now on i have to go ulang-alik from seremban to uni-hell.


Friday, 12 February 2010

Me happeh!

Had a great time today.

It was different. Out of routine. I don't regret of going out today though i was this close to not being able to return to UNISEL and attend tomorrow's class.

Wish i had an overnight.

That would have been sooooo cool!

Thursday, 11 February 2010

Work, work, work! holidays also must work!

Theater props.




The process of moving to a new home.

*sigh*! so many things to do during sem break!

Baik tak payah cuti macam ni! FFFFF!!!!

Tuesday, 9 February 2010

An empty jar of?

Have you ever went through a time when you feel so empty inside?

Empty as in a full jar of candy which was SUPPOSE to be filled candies, or used to be filled with candies. Lots and lots of different sweets and candies and chocolates.

But its empty. Somehow the jar no more than only air inside.

And when you see the jar is empty, have you ever thought of changing what used to be inside it with something else?

Replacing candies with marbles for example. Lots of marbles. Fill it with marbles.

Or collection of paper stars.

Or maybe you would prefer to stick with sweets and candies?

Or maybe..... You'll just leave it empty?

I can't see my future somehow. My long-term goal. I can't see what i'll become. Everything's just so cloudy right now.

What only matters for me currently is to finish this damn degree thing asap.

After that what will become of me? i don't know.

I hate being educators. i can't realize my dreams to be a script writer because i don't have a degree in that particular field. I don't know if i can ever be a novelist since i lose confidence in my own work these days. everything's just so de-motivating right now.

And so far i fail to find a particular kind of job that could use TESL degree student other than education-related. FFFFFF~

Couldn't even focus in class recently. All i could ever think of everytime i attend classes is the moment those lecturers will allow us for break or when will they be ending classes.

Cant focus in class at all! keep on forgetting to do homeworks, forgetting to study, forgetting tp revise and delaying assignments~!

And right now my jar of candies is empty. And i don't know what should i fill it in with next.

should i fill the jar with my dreams to write? or filling it with bitter spirit to train myself to become an educator of which i truly hate the most?

Or should i just leave it empty? and being de-motivated?

Damn i need to fix myself~

Maybe i'm just feeling empty right now due to mid-sem break mood. huhu~

Monday, 8 February 2010

I HATE being forgetful~

owh SHIT~!

One 'tragedy' after another!

was locked inside a toilet in UNI-HELL

Forgot to bring my matrix card halfway to UNI-HELL from home (During FFFF registration for crying out loud!)

now, the MOST recent tragedy~

Forgot to bring my hostel keys when i already REACHED UNI-HELL all the way from home!!

Argh!! me and my stupid forgetfulness!

Sunday, 7 February 2010

Where's my spirit?

Dont know what to think~

the inspiration is there.

but there is absence in term of spirit.

(T_T) i need the spirit to write!

Saturday, 6 February 2010

Frustrated of the same old matter~

Here, there, here, there.

Pointing here, pointing there.

Yes, this is it. CONFIRMED.

Nod, look at one another, exchange expressions and shooking heads.

Negative results.

Travel again, travel far, far away AGAIN.

FFFFFF frustrated.

WTH. Back to square one.

Why should i givadamn? As long as i have my own room, my own space, my own bubble call privacy.

I'm just FFFFF tired of these two heads who cant work together, who cant understand with each other's reason, who cant tolerate with each other's decision and who cant understand that both are actually working for the same bloody thing.

I'm sorry to say that both are BLIND that both are actually working for each other's happiness and own good. U both need to learn that both of u are actually wrong in some way, and that BOTH of you need to learn from one another to correct those mistakes.

NONE of you are right. Heck, NONE of anyone on earth is right. We are prone to mistakes. Never think your idea or standing is better or correct. Different opinions produce different results.

But it just wont happen. Just wont happen.

We just won't learn.

That is ego you're talking about.

Friday, 5 February 2010

Pain! Pain!


This fffffff headache!

This ffffffff cold and flu!

This ffffffff hunger!

I've swallowed a panadol BEFORE it happen to AVOID it from happening when the signs came.

But its still happening.


Thursday, 4 February 2010


Starting from now on i have to be EXTRA careful with my words on facebook.

The 'sensitive' relations and relatives have just been added into the collection known-friends in my facebook friends list.

These people..... They 'talk'..... and they 'talk-them-out-loud'.

One wrong word...... And say goodbye to Duit Raya and Hari Raya.

p/s: i thought i can be the real me in internets huhu. seems like hypocrisy will still go on even in virtual reality (T_T)

Wednesday, 3 February 2010

Lecture? I only heard blah blah top-down/bottom-up/listening and more blah blah blah

Ideas pouring like a rainfall.

The blurry visions and broken images have starting to look clearer.

The pieces of puzzles are starting to settle in and reveal it's hidden secret.

OMG, i love these senses of everything-has-began-to-fall-into-place.

I love the intoxicated feelings of ecstasy when i write and write and write (by hand) non-stop because i know what will come next within the plot of a story.

I didn't hear what the lecturer was saying at all. I was too busy jotting down the ideas and doing other things than listening to him. (=.=)

The 'plot-arranging-session' is too tempting. The characters of my story were literally SHOUTING at me in my head to write down what will happen to their future.

And i love planning and writing every single bit of it.

p/s: yesss, yesss, YESSSS! It's ALIVEEEEE!!! MUAHAHAHA!!!!