a country lover on the contrary

"1Malaysia Transforming Nation"

A few hours back,i was in the car,stuck in the midst of a flood of people waiting for the clock to struck midnight,as it's the Merdeka eve.

Now what i'm about to say in the next few parts are probably sensitive issues. Allow me to apologise in advance. Bear in mind that what's written are absolutely off my mind and is not related to any political, racial, religious, nor sexual issues. So i'm sorry if it concerns anyone about what i'm going to say. I hope i'm not stepping the wrong line. :)

With that said, here goes. I saw a group of kids,i mean it. KIDS! Not teenagers, not youths, but kids,dwelling on their bicycles on that congested road. Bringing along a huge flag, and blowing horns and whistles while at it.

Then as i went further in, i saw two groups of motorcyclists, in which on my right was a group of Malays and on my left is a group of Indians. In the spirit of One Malaysia, people are still hesitating to break the border of racial discrimination.

The last observation i had, if i may say, is between the group of motorcyclists, perhaps understood that most of them are boys, there are quite a number of girls in between them. Perhaps the presence of them are not bizarre enough, the apparels they're in, if i may say is rather questionable. Mini skirts, sleeveless tees, short pants, for bike riding? Who are you kidding?

Now the question that arises aside of these social issues are, where are the parents? Don't they realise the absence of their children in the house? Perhaps a question too absurd to be asking.

In the spirit of celebrating Independence Day, though it was just a mere incident that we we're stuck in the traffic in the middle of Dataran Merdeka, a coincidence too impossible to let lose as incidental, my brother was expecting a big celebration, considering the presence of the crowds.

Disappointing enough, only one firework was blasted and the celebration ended with releasing a bunch of Mat Rempits off the road. So much for a "celebration" eh?

As non-patriot as i may sound throughout this post, one thing i'm very certain of, though at times it's probably in doubt, i'm proud to be a Malaysian.

Happy 53rd Independence Day, Malaysia. :)

cheese dump?

imagine cheese trickling down your face.
ewww,right?err,that's what the contestants had to do to win.
i'll pass.it's okay to lose once in a while. XD

O.o
ewww ewww ewww
triple ewww!

p/s:i hate cheese.sorry. ;)

world of the uneducated

"Great minds discuss ideas,
Average minds discuss things,
Small minds discuss people."

-Eleanor Roosevelt-

p/s:enough said?you bet! ;)

my heart knows you. :')

Dear Dayah,

Yesterday i dreamt i went out with your sister, Atiqah. Strikingly odd,eh? I know right! Haha. Well uh, as weird as it gets, it just struck me upon waking up is that i have never even met your sister. We've talked, yeah. But only on facebook. How could i have ever dreamt of her? Heh, let's put that aside shall we? Tee hee.

I couldn't remember much as of what happened through the dream. Well, you know how confusing dreams can be right? One minute you're in a shopping complex, next minute you're in the garden. Triple sigh, i'll never grasp it. But it's alright i guess. :)

To be honest, i miss you. I miss the short talks i had with you. I miss reading your updated blogs. I miss how you'd use nerd Malay words in your posts. I miss how you'd link a few words to become one 'compact' word. Hehe.

Oh, did i tell you i once dreamt of you? Again, weird. The dream was something like i went to visit someone and ended up bumping into you in a hospital. Dull, huh? Haha. But it's nice to be able to see you again, eventhough it's probably just a figment of my imagination. In the dream you were smiling. It's nice to see that. ;)

I don't know if you could read this, i don't know if you know how much we love you. But i certainly hope you're doing well down there. May Allah place you among the ones He loves, and may He blesses your soul. Know that you'll always stay in our hearts. ♥

Lots of Love,
xoxo :)

the part of me that'll show if you're close

when i see your smile,it's always a brighter day. :)

aww... ;D

melts. ;)

p/s:pointless,i know.heh,my blog,my right!haha. XD

the world is yours

Life is not the amount of breaths you take. It's the ones that takes your breath away.
Don't regret anything you do cause in the end, it makes you who you are.

Just be yourself,people won't like you anyway.Admit it,it's just how the world goes.At the end of the day,i quote Dr. Seuss' "Those who mind don't matter, and those who matter don't mind."

p/s:things change,friends leave and life doesn't stop for anybody.agreed? ;)

je t'emmerde

to the idiots who took the responsibility
but couldn't carry it:
much thanks for the burdens you put on me and the shits you caused me.
DAMN YOU MORONS!

dark abyss of annihilation

anyways,here's the thing.just because i once said i'm comfortable with you,doesn't mean i'm addicted to you.i'm not damn desperate to be your friend,mind you.

listen up.once you treat me bad,please understand that i'll never want to be close to you again.you may now stop with the fake smiles and small talks,i don't need it.thank you.

i'm not here to fulfill your needs.i'm not going to exist only when you need me.sorry.i'm not that good of a friend.

so please,do hate me,see if i care. :)

i stalk you like you're my subject

I'd study the science of you till I turned it into an art. The way your atom rubs together. Molecules colliding. Chemistry building. Explosions of heat and radiation. Burning like a star at the end of the world.

life before the computer:

a memory was something you lost with age.
an application was for employment.
a program was a TV show.
a cursor used profanity.
a keyboard was a piano.
a web was a spider's home.
a virus was the flu.
a CD was a bank account.
a hard drive was a long trip on the road.
a mouse pad was where a mouse lived.

p/s:things change.well,do you? *winks*

any mankind is naught but a single

"O ye who believe! Fasting is prescribed to you as it was prescribed to those before you, that ye may (learn) self-restraint."

[al-Baqarah, 2:183]

Ramadhan Kareem Mubarak greetings to all. :D

say yes more than no

"Never say goodbye because saying goodbye means going away and going away means forgetting."

-Peter Pan-