another sheet after shit~

today qoute

Hurt comes in all ages and it comes in all sizes.
Hurt doesn’t discriminate by age, skin color, ethnic group, or by sex.
Hurt means pain, plain and simple, and it’s either physical or emotional.

When our children are small, it’s so easy to fix the hurts.
As our children get older, their hurts get bigger, too.

Pains, Scars... its divided by two. seen and unseen. with the small difference with the spelling but has huge difference on treating them..

today story

And now the moment we’ve all been waiting for - the overall winner of ‘Biggest loser of the Year Award’. The black hair guy with a pink bow tie open the envelope, red talons in the way. He keeps wittering to cover the pause.

Of course we know that every loser is a zero or zeroine in their own right, but tonight the judges have had the impossible task of choosing just one to receive the award.

And there He is - Zainol Hafiz from Selangor,

all beck'ed up and collect his trophy.

It was July, a baking summer. He walked slowly, thinking of the ceremony he had just attended. Among the half dozen mourners, only a few he remembered.

Its like everyone is changing but he still feel the same. yeah. a few meter raise and few Kilograms ups n downs..

The news had stunned him: he hadn’t known he was wining, but then he hadn’t been on that's stage for seven years. Throughout the service he had found himself weeping uncontrollably.

..yeay .. its kinda suck..

Red All Around!! .. some of white.. but very poor Yellow..

17.July.2009 | training day

Few pic. capture by my phone.. maner der dslr.. ceh~

the lucky one! dapat pas last2 minute sebab member ako ader hal!!

manusia yang agak penuh.. tp tak sepenuh time game btol2..

nanti ako tambah .. malas plak!.. hehe

SOmebody Help Me!

today quote.

im not big fan of writing of my life out loud. writing all one by one, but its kinda interesting hows things change. Relive the days, the days when school is the only thing that u have to think. relive on being someone, someone i was and trying to change its a bit by bit.

today story.

Could somebody help me?. I'm being haunted by a whisper, whispering. Chill comes over me and I've been trapped inside this moment and for sure I'm not victim here , I'm not a freak anymore.

I've seen the face of my affliction of my reality
I'm being tortured by the future of things that are yet to be
I'm being haunted by a vision it's like the morning never comes
I feel the burden of confusion always searching... on the run

the past, present and future. Untouched, unbearable. undisturbed.

feel the pain, saw the scars,
im not the hero,
but then..

Mati Hidup Kembali..

my mood?relieved? tempted? accomplish? satisfied?

qoute on the morning!

accusing without investigating?
human being! act before thinking. its stereotype. my-old-self agree on it also and my-now-self will also being parts of it but not occasionally.

today story!

Once again I am lying here on my bed staring aimlessly up at the ceiling. My ears are focused on the air conditioner hum as they have been so many nights before. The covers are pulled tightly to my throat, cloaking my body as an armor. I wonder to myself why this is all of a sudden my life. Nobody ever told me, or at least I never thought living could be so lonely.

world. world. oh world. wondering how its turn up like this, lying down while staring up on my imaginary list, list on people to blame. its like somehow before you are all it and now it all gone.. haha.. its shameful but to be optimist its also lyk fairy-tail.. one spoof and then its all gone. now im listening to the butterfingger - mati hidup kembali for me this song actually desribing on chances.. chances to changes its quite meaningful.. "malam semalam gundah gulana, hari ini hari mulia, tak pernah daku rasa begini, seperti mati hidup kembali" ... its like whats done is done no matter how gloomy tha situation was there always gonna be tommorow, other days to shine..

"Jalan raya terlampau sunyi
Untuk ku terus bermimpi
Mataku belum mengantuk lagi
Bawa ke mana sahaja kupergi

Tunjukkan ku bulan gerhana
Tiada siapa nak kujumpa
Pendirian tiada kusangka ada
Tak mengapa oh tak mengapa"

for me, the lyrics show thats its always gonna be a cold and lonely road for us to keep dreaming as qoute in "terlampau sunyi" and "terus bermimpi" but we need some catalyst aka someone to keep us awake on the journey.. journey of life... its kinda interesting song, with a mellow melody .. and the best song when we are in the lowest side on the life's circles..

Complication!

one complicated situation, one complicated person, one complicated conversation lead to big misunderstanding ..

make an essay with all the points givens below.

rebel. mistake. anger. evil-smile. takin side. bad mouth. human. sweet. carin'.

im human. rebel is my nature which always leads to mistake. anger is one of the sin that i have in my pure solid body eventhough always hide it with my evil-smile. i do takin side somtime, its not bussiness just personal. actually im one of not the biggest fan on bad mouthing though im might be one of them (somtime), whut can i say, im just a luvly human and also sweet. neway whuts mine is mine, and whuts not sometimes can become one if i bother to carin' it anywhere .. duh~

neway. this is the new start of my life with a steady blog. so hav fun.

no town is more empty than nothingtown