A thought on things that wont come back

Sometimes, I cant believe that im already of 20 something age..I look at myself and wonder..have i missed some years?

11 years of school seemed like forever, but life after that..seems to whizz me by a tad to quick.
I remember when i was in primary, I had a cousin staying over my house since he was studying at an institution close to my home.. I use to look at him and think, wouldn't it be nice to be his age..able to mix around with the adults, taken seriously for a bit?
i mean, being a kid was fun,but not often are we taken seriously..during my primary years, there were times that I would get a bad stomach ache, but would still be forced to go to school, just in case i was faking it..(-_-")..
a disastrous end to that episode..lets just say i got a new pair of pants later on..;p
And somehow or rather, I remember me always being on the wrong side of any situation in school..I was beaten up often by my teacher in my primary school for every reason under the sun..
tulisan buruk lah,
muka surat buku latihan tak cukup sehelai la,
pembaris tak bawak la,
and was even whacked when i got a wrong answer for maths!! hellooo, im learning here!!!!!!!!
simple enuf to say, my primary school years were the years i would rather forget than reminisce.
Maybe that' why my years in school seemed long..primary years was hell...

the only grudge i have is against Mr Amran..yeah, know the name..the day i see him in the streets is the day ill give him a piece of my mind, pray hard Amran..pray..*evil grin*

moving on...
Secondary school is where things started to get better..you can argue on your side without being whacked on the head for being rude..argue in an acceptable way that is mind u..not shouting about..;p
Maybe thats where things started to accelerate forward..yes, maybe..
spending my years in secondary at 3 different schools does make 5 years seem like a flash..being forced to stay in hostel also has changed me somewhat..id say, tougher..if u can survive hostel life in a boarding school, then u can survive any character the world has to offer..secondary years were also the years i started to get a hold of myself..a revelation so to speak..secondary years is also the time i started noticing girls..but thats a different story..;p

so what does my ramblings have to do with anything?
well, its a conclusive thought..
Adults enjoy themselves more than kids.Why?..kids have fun just for the heck of it, without purpose, its kind of a hollow fun...we (I adult ke?)know what we want, and work hard towards it..thats our fun i think..
satisfaction..
pueh ati bak kata orang..


Now approaching the end of my stay in Uni, its a blessing that I have made it thus far..The past few years were tough but sweet..I cant say that i would want to go thru it another round (God forbid)..but I cant say that I wont be thinking about it often in the future..i cant say things turned out their very best..
but yeah, im satisfied thus far..and for now, its what matters.


when i was a kid, adulthood seemed to rock..now that i'm here..

yeah....

it does rock huh?

on a more serious note..

It's a gaping hole to say the least..
staring right back you when u stare right back at it..
I sometimes wonder, was it ever to be this way.. i mean..THIS.. (0_o)/ (points everywhere)

what you are, how u are, how people around u are, how things basically are..are, not the present tense, not 'were' nor its future counterpart, 'could'..
what can best sum u up now..

lets think about that..a word..an emotion..an event..one thing that is defining u at this particular moment..

if u are thinking for more than a minute on it (like i had)..im thinking a some good reflection time needs to be done..
stare at the ceiling once in a while, and count ur blessings..ask urself defining questiions..
i have frequently forgotten to ask myself..

"Is this where u want to be Mr?"

forgetting this usually results in a sudden moral depreciation..a sense of not being of use to anyone since I myself am not sure if this is where I want to be..is this my purpose?..is this the use of my God given brain and limbs?

If its a NO..then something needs to be done..and i don't mean tomorrow hun..

One of the things that has hit me right smack in the face is that, nothing comes easily like a Happy Meal (which i have not had for years now..erm...)..some lazy asses needs moving if we want things to turn out the way we want to..
DRIVE
yeah, like the song..shut up and drive Fasyan!!!
what drives you? passion? if so.. where has it gone?

its a reminder to myself, and anyone alike..if ure feeling down and about..look urself in the mirror and ask
What is driving u today?



And today, the answer so happens to be
Satisfaction

note: positive energy attract positive people..its the only thing defying the laws of physics

Dinding inch.

Ke pc fair,bli wireless kebod dan mouse.utk ape? Tembak screen ke dndng blk dn buka photoshp beso2..kebod dn mouse dangkt ke atas katil.why?x perlu reason.;p

KL freeze, more that just a publicity stunt

Look here


Picking minds..

yeah..we missed it..but hey...we had something better..

had the opportunity to meet the mind behind the 'KL Freeze' event. The organizer it seems..

according to his card, he was a freelance MC, publicist..from randomalphabets

At first he seemed to be foreign, tapi apabila ditanya dari mana asalnya..

"Malaysia", jawabnya ringkas..

namanya Zain.

none the less we were a bit tergamam,yelah, die dengan tak ada rupa orang-orang yang kita biasa lihat di jalanan..but he was born and raised here..it does make him every bit Malaysian as we are.

That was the stereotypical mind that most of kita dah terjerat in..I myself included..

we think of Malaysia as Melayu India Cina..thats the only thing that pops into our head when we think multicultural..

but what about the Iban, Khadazan, orang Asli and even those who were born and raised here even though their grandmothers and grandfathers were from elsewhere..those who have worked here all their lives... what about them? are they not Malaysian too?

what was said by Zain was true..we perceive things based on how we were raised..perception..
mebe we were brought up to believe that Malaysia only consists of the tree dominant races..failing to notice the other people that make this country blissfuly coloured as it is..

The event, KL freeze had a more deep agenda than just being a gimic..I'm not sure it its well known or not, but i was not aware of the main motive until the encounter with the brains of the operation himself.

The event was to show, to prove that we as Malaysians can do something together, in unison..regardless of race, age, background, religion..it was not just something that we done for the papers..
you could be a millionaire living on the hills of Damansara, you could be the one who helps push the old lady in the hospital, be someone living in the tranquil forests of Malaysia..be someone of the street..point of the matter is, all these things are regardless, as we are can all do something together if we put our minds to it..think globally..as a unit..as Malaysians..

so okay, we missed the actual event (by minutes)..but we were lucky enough to have been able to meet the man driving the event, and was able to share a piece of his insight..

I applaud the thought..

Being selected to go to National Service, this thought should've been imprinted in my head..and it was for a while..then...i forget...i just forget..

Heads up

Bak kata Sang Putri..teaser sahaja..
tangan dan otak terlalu letih untuk menyusun kata-kata..


tak apa, nanti bila aku rajin, aku akan update post..jangan kamu gundah gulana....buat sementara waktu,you all can just have a looksie at the randomness (not to mention weird) things i put Eton thru.



The tummy filler

























The models (idung berdarah..perv mode ON!!!!)




















































The unexplainable urge to shoot in the street (with odd stares no less..




































































It was random, and it was a blast..further details will follow..rite now, all i can think of..is my pillow..go figure...(-_-")

quick shoutout to Hati Lara..wished u could have joined us hun..no worries, next time!!!

there's so much to tell..but words elude the sleeping mind..

*yawn*

now..where did i put my teddy..erm...