Tomodachi

The best thing about holiday was that, it was the perfect time for everyone to get together. Well, since I am now officially living in the HOTTEST state in Malaysia (as stated in the news), we had to lepak-lepak during the night ONLY. Yeah it was 30 degree something out there! The heat could burn you to death, its hell out there!

It’s good that we had the chance to get together again, I don’t really have lot of chance hanging out with them, even if I had the time, they didn’t. Everyone’s busy with their own life, the last time we get to hang out like this was way back last year at Milo’s house—if I am not mistaken.

I’d known Milo for more than 10 years now; she is currently studying in Selangor— striving to become a nurse. Funny knowing it, after all she’s not the girly type of girl.

I went out as early as 8 to her house, only to know that the boys will only be there around 9. I don't know what the heck am I rushing for? So I suggested we went to The Store first, instead of just pointlessly waiting there at her house. After all, I am in desperate need to find myself new CDs. I know that I could have only downloaded the thing online, but I am bad with technologies—really bad!

I bought a self-titled album from The Script, it’s an old album and I never really like them though they had been in the industry for quite a while. After listening to some of their songs, well they were quite nice actually, I am a fan! Then we went down and Milo treated me a sundae cone and damn I heart sundae!

Around 8.45 we went to the Kedai Char Koew Teow to meet the boys. It took about an hour for them to arrive, but time went by unnoticed as Milo and I had gazillions of thing to talk about.

from left Ikram, Li, me, Amzar and Arif

The thing about that night was that there were fireworks in the sky, dunno where they from but they were surely gorgeous—been a while since I last enjoyed fireworks that close, what a happy day! It’s sad that Din and Fifi couldn’t make it that night, it would had been even gempak if they were.

Milo and Ikram

Ikram and Jazli, love thier konon-konon indie-styled hair

The next day, Milo and I went all the way to Padang Besar as she needed to buy her friend a teddy bear. It’s cheap over there but the quality was really awful, I really don’t suggest anyone buying things there.

Of course we took our time sightseeing around Perlis before heading home. Perlis is a small state, very small. It took us only a while to go to Kangar. We went to kill some time—what we did was simply sitting around chit chatting while having air kelapa and rojak. There’s not much of a thing that you can do in Perlis, we barely had a shopping complex, Cinema? Bowling center? Don’t mention about it. Enough say, the people there enjoy a simple traditional and conservative life. Which I am used to and looking forward to end it soon hahaha!

the pic was awful since there was no one to snap it for us, but the view is nice though

Gosh I love holiday! More please!

i just wanna be...

At the age of almost 20, he finally figured out what he wanted to do with his life. All the while he had been blessed with fortunate lucks—good fortune and lady luck was always by his side. Yet, of course things happened every now and then but those were minor things that he’ll end up forgetting the next day. Everything had been going so well lately, he couldn’t be more glad than he already was.

At the age of almost 20, he finally figured out what he wanted to do with his life—he just wanna be…happy.

So what if it hurts me?
So what if I break down?
So what if this world just throws me off the edge
My feet run out of ground
I gotta find my place
I wanna hear my sound
Don't care about all the pain in front of me
Cause i'm just trying to be happy
Just wanna be happy

"happy"
by Leona Lewis

The Choice

Aku tengok Kris jap td….ensemmmmmmm!

Huh? Kat mana? And don’t tell me yg ko tngk kat dalam cermin (cause he thinks he looks Kris Allen)

Midvalley la…haha…

What!

Yeaps2… tengok dari jauh je tp sumpah hensem!

Kuno giler aku… dia datang Malaysia pon aku xtao!

Wish I could be there…

Yaaaah... That would’ve been funnn… haha…

Haha… what to do… Ur choice oh…

AJ! Don’t say that! Ko wat mcm aku made a wrong choice

Haha… Memang! U should’ve have been here! Tapi tapi tapi tapi… Ko da jauh… huhu…



I missed the life I once had… the choice I made…it’s my choice...

There Has Been Death In The Opposite Room

I noticed people had been coming in and out of that room. People had been filling in that room since morning. I wonder why.

The room is in the other building across my room. Every day I stared at that room throughout my window, it was always empty. Whoever lived in it was rarely there I guess.
This morning there was an announcement in the hostel, saying something about one of our student had passed away. It didn’t hit me much, not until I discovered he lived just across my room. The room that was always empty as “he lived alone” they said.

That night, friends and classmate were lending their hands cleaning his room. I watched through my windows. Contemplating alone on what a lousy neighbor I had been this whole 2 years, I’d been here for freaking 2 years and yet I never noticed who and what was in that room—or the other rooms across my mine. Around eleven, a friend of him closed the windows, one by one, with the others waiting outside of his room.

It was a windy night and the moon shines bright, it was a gloomy night and some were sad. I watched a friend turned off the light, he closed the door, with prayers he walked away.

The Dream

In my dream, I saw a boy years from now. By the way he looks, he has everything he could ever wish for, a perfect life, good friends, a comfy place to live, a person to share his life with and most importantly his dream job. He didn’t make much out of his job but just barely enough to fulfill his needs—clothes, foods and social tickets. He makes a living from arts, like music, fashion, photography or creative designs. It has always been his lifelong ambition to someday become one of those who creates arts piece of arts that everyone appreciates. Finally he is able fulfill his dreams and ambition, he never be more contended.

I dream of him a lot.

The Poker and The Joker Face

I couldn’t sleep last night. I don’t know why, maybe it’s due to the fact that I slept half a day yesterday. Despite turning to bed early that was somewhere around 12.30, I can’t seem to fell asleep at all. Usually I find it easy for me to sleep but not today. I close my eyes still couldn’t fell asleep. It is frustrating knowing that tomorrow you have classes from 8am to 5pm and you aren’t able to have a proper rest.

Soon, I found myself, rolling back and forth on the bed, with eyes wide open and full of frustration. I am the type of person that had to have my beauty sleep and I found myself feeling depressed whenever I didn’t have some. While staring aimlessly to the ceiling, the clock struck 1.30am and I am still awake. Then, Rick and Mirul walked into the room, they were merrily chit-chatting till 2.30am. FOR GOD SAKE people, someone was trying to get his freaking sleep here!

I was too fed up to even stay in the room anymore, I texted Ain to see whether he’s still awake or not and as expected, the night was still young for him. I went down to his room…well it’s the only place I can (at the very least) entertained myself. This was not the first time I been there in the middle of the night, I always went there simply talking nonsense and committing more sins (we were never tired of badmouthing others).

Azril and Zac were also there. Zac was playing PES and Azril was absolutely clueless, by the way he looked, I know he was damn sleepy at that time. I got in and Ain was listening to his tacky songs and karaoke-ing along the songs…it was a nightmare! Not to bother him I turned to Azril as he was so excited to show me something. You may not know this, but the boys are actually far that what they usually portray, acting up all macho and hunky…they are way different!

Azril showed me a stupid magic trick, YEAH! A lame magic that doesn’t even deserve to be called magic. To make it worse, he had to at least repeated the trick twice to make it right. I laugh my heart out seeing him dreadfully trying to figure out what went wrong with the trick! OH yeah, I did requested for more tricks, it was AWESOMELY fun (I just need to have more).

After that, they clumsily kept making my sleepless night more pleasant. After a while, they all dozed off leaving me alone trying to convince them to stay awake and keeping me company. After a while, I found myself sleeping there till I don’t know what time and crawled back to my room.

That morning, I woke up late, with swollen eyes and looking all messed up! Lessons learnt… don’t fuck-up your sleeping schedule…

Sense and Sensibelonglity

There was somewhere in this week, me and Ain, we were in the lab supposedly doing research on literature, symbolism and stuff. Like many others, we didn’t. All the while, what we did was talk about clothes, fashion, how to dress up preppy-ly and bla bla bla we chatted. Yeah! We boys do talk about fashion; it’s the necessity of life —even for Ain!

Browsing through fashion sites, looking at clothes and commenting on each and everything that catches our eyes! It was fun. Yet soon we realize how different we were in most of the ways. He likes to dress-up looking all preppy while I’ll go for bold choices and daring colours. Looking at the models, we would fight over which style looked better. It is ridiculous now to think ‘bout it, of course I would be arguing on his hippy, old-skool style and he would brutally criticize my style. Still, he would purposely let me win, I always did! (Evil grin)

Who cares if you have dull personality or crappy attitude (NO! It does not refer to me), but at the very least please do have a good sense of style, your own sense of style (even if it is a crappy shitty looking style). It is yours and learns to embrace people’s comments.