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Ingin mengatakan sesuatu..

mengatakan isnt the right word..meluahkan?

My BM sucks...(-_-")

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Sudah makin meningkat usia, mencecah angka dua dekad+lebey sedikit...
Apekah yang telah dikecapi selama ini?
What have i done, what havent I done, and what shouldve been done..

In some cultures, at the ripe age of 21, ure expected to be independant, get your own place, and move out of ur parents..independant here means financially too..
The question here now is..can we survive if we were to follow that standard..off on our own when we're 21?..interesting..

Its a matter of choices here...really...
would you like to live alone, but free to do what u want when u want and how u want, but meaning u have to fork out your own meal and rent ?
or would u prefer living with parents, still being able to do things u want, but not nessecarily when u want or how u want...but dont have to think of rent..or malnutrition.


choices choices choices...when are we ever rid of them..ngaa

I like being able to go out, when i want..when ade duit aa that is...
socializing, mixing around with different people..catchin up with old friends, making new friends along the way..it nice..and i like to consider myself blessed...to be surrounded with so many friends with so many different characters..

its always messy when ure surrounded with people who dont understand u, or people who live their life differently that what ure accustomed to...
they dont understand you...yet..
you dont understand them...yet..

I do try my best to fit in whenever encountering new cliques..i do..

they way I see it, the more friends i have, the more people i can borak2 with or hang out with..

the way my parents see it..the more friends i have..the more choices i get to pilih2(pilih ape, cube teke)....(-_-")...

a little early to be thinking of that..
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I had a friend..

A girl..telling me

"Boys dont make good bfs, suke buat orang broken heart"

herm...ouch...

Sure hope im not in the same category...
So here to all the ladies out there..reading this..

I cannot promise you that everything will be a bed of roses, but I can promise you that, for the life of me, I will try not to break any of your hearts. I'll try my best, and we can hope that it just works out...
call me- 012-391****...
hahaha...crazy..self promo..how desperate can a guy get..

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What do you do when there's something in ur head that u just cant stop thinking about?

John Mayer-Im Gonna Find Another You

Have a gud one

What am i , and to who?

The things that we run for, always seem to run a step further..just a pinch away

John Mayer-Dreaming with a broken heart..fitting

There are some things i'm willing to wait for...although I may be the only one waiting..

I'd better start on something else before i go into depression
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I've spent many nights now, doing what most Malaysians do best, lepak-ing..a fine art that we Malaysians have perfected over generations..heck, the mapley(mamak place) thrived on this art we fine tune religiously as a country, as people, united, without the thoughts of riots and what not. mapleys use to be so few many years ago, far contradicting to the situation now..a new mapley opening every now and then..here where i live for example, each housing area has at least one, and all are jam packed, friday nights!

here, we can sit over the casual teh tarik, among friends, among would be friends..among enemies...
we can talk politics, critisize, analyze and pesterize any topic that is on our mind without having to look over our shoulder, afraid that the ISA could come over any second and snatch u off from ur seat..
yes, its an open air debate over a cup of tea

chance to expand ur mind-yes
chance to hear to other peoples opinions-yes
chance to express one's thoughts-yes

chance to express one's feelings?..herm...

proposal during a roti canai break...doesnt sound too romantic now does it?

talking is good, but its nothing compared to the chat u have with people who understand u..
its the small things that matters..

20 years on this earth, and i can remember all the best conversations i had (because they only happened just recently;p).....

so talk, people, dont keep urself in..
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I cannot help but wonder...why is it..do i..enjoy going to work?
well, its not work, its just industrial training..still...i enjoy going there...why?

Dad asked me
"Do you like going there?"

I pondered..and said
"yes..why?"

"owh, so thats why u seem so happy these days.."

so ok, i like going to work, but does it rili show?...am i turning into one of those japanese drone workers?..bleak..boring..and wud luv nothing more than to go to work on a sunday...

ive never been a rajin fellow, tak pernah..ive always been a malas person, for as long as i can remmbr..so when people say they see me liking going to work..well, thats something that i didnt even notice..

am i destined to be the office husband, or the loser who has a job..but no chick?
the one who works late into the night...because there is no one elsewhere waiting for him?

i wonder..and i wonder...and i wonder sumore..

thing is...i can see it happening now....(-_-")

find the cool switch on me, somebody, and turn it on..pronto...


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Marron 5- Sunday Morning..perfect

Sunday, the marker day signalling the end of another week, and an eve of a new one..
Ku bangun pagi, usually with a slight jaunt..a rude awakening if not by my sister bising2 calling me to wake up, or by the direct morning sunlight coming through the window yang membanjiri muka .


The house is full as of late..full meaning that there are occupants in every room. Grandma is here, brother just flew back, and recently got maids..and apparently they occupy space (duh). My personal space at home is usually my room, its my fortress, tempat dimana ku habiskan masa bersama diri sendiri. now..haha..its like a highway..people coming in and out, my bro nye luggage on the floor everywhere..and my sis popping in every now and then to sit in front of the computer to watch any funny videos on youtube...and oh, yeah, grandma sleeps in my room too, which means, i sleep on the couch..

dont get me wrong, bukan complain, just saying that...its a change for once..
too much being on your own cant be good, so this sort of interaction is a nice change...



The whole family went on vacation today..to Terengganu to send my bro, but alang2 stay there a couple of days at a resort..
and here I am at home...left behind...hahahaha
apparently the car cant fit all of us+luggage, so someone has to volunteer to stay behind.
.and when I say volunteer, who else can it be other than me? lol
i dun mind pn, these sacrifices things pile up, and i can just ask for a pampasan later, use it for leverage..for staying at home while the others were happily on their way doing fun stuff i cant imagine at a resort where i am not..
pampasan usually means cash..the thing all people my age will gladly receive with tangan yang amat terbuka..huhu


it has occurred to me..how dangerous we lead our lives...the reality that there are people out there capable of doing things that are barbaric and monstrous has sunk in...
people are more open to doing crimes, some proud that they are some kaki pukul or buli jalan.. boasting to everyone else how they beat up this old geezer because he was driving faster than they were...its a man eat man world, and lisence to terrorize is being issued without warrant to people with less than half a brain to think about community safety.

police are doing their job, i think..

James Morrison- Call the police...tetibe teringat pula

I am concerned, concerned that one of those monstrosities would catch a hold of those who I hold close..family, friends, loved ones..
u cant be there to help everyone, but being concerned is better than not caring..

to seorang, if ure reading this, yep, i was dizzy from the thoughts that came rushing in as to what mightve happen

Syukur alhamdulillah that God has protected me and those around me from the inner demons that haunt man/women.

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however, it is Sunday, not a day to have ure mind cluttered with work or problems, but a day to ease ur mind for Monday...

do what you people have to do

Now, how do we start?

With a new place to ramble on with things, i hope for a fresh start. Had a blog previously, but that one wasnt too updated, plus it was too general to put any real thoughts in it. Here, you may or may not read just random thoughts, thought about randomly(duh~). I'll be more open to things that would go on the blog and will make it go public when i think it is ready.

May the passion of writing in me be brought back, and may it decorate this blog with things people would like to read about.