oh man. i hate waking up early. well, i hate sleeping early either. ah heck, sleeping is my worst enemy and my best friend. waking up early for classes stink, even if ive done it all my life in the 10 years of primary and secondary education. well, maybe some people get it worse than me, im just complaining being the typical human i am.
some people ask y am i always online after hours. well, i watch anime, read manga, play games and do my work. yeah, its a boring life, but its the best ive got. food, oh glorious food, is another part of life a human shud not resist from. i said 'SHUD not', not 'MUST not', for the people watching their diet, because the fact is, food holds more than one third of your life. it doesnt only give you a full stomach, its satisfies your pleasures(not that kind of pleasures), gives you variety, helps during socialising, and maybe completes your character as well.
games are the same. people who dont play at all have no lives. well, games dont only refer to final fantasy or such. your jobs can be a game too, regardless whether they love or hate it. life is not a game, i'll tell you. if you treat your life like a game, ur gonna slip up at one point and its gonna cost you bad. i like games, by the way, but theres a game i really hate playing despite playing it everyday. its the game of life. cos like nearly every boy, we always have our object of affection. yes. the girl i like is like a 'boss' in rpg games and the stage where i reach the point where i want to confess is like when i reach 'bizzaro sephiroth' in final fantasy 7. sometimes i dont even attempt to go for it. haizzz.
my freaking handphone keeps going off by itself. its irritating, really. in the middle of messaging it can just go off, and i can just shout freakish words imaginable (i dont swear, trust me) pisses me off alot. well, no matter what i say i still love my handphone. it has gone thru alot the past three years oreadi. my friends say that its time for me to get a new phone, but its hard for me to abandon this one. it got stolen once, commited suicide many times, made me stangle my friend once, restored peace numerous times, received messages from the girl i like many many times etc. saved my life once too.
so things that are closest to us, we dont feel like they are with us, but when we need them they are usually ready to help us. regardless of friends, handphones, family and all. those arent games. they are life. life is not a game. the difference between life and games is that in games you may know how the story goes. life does not always go how it is predicted. it is how you want it to be.
Sunday, November 23, 2008
Friday, November 21, 2008
21112008
"How long before we see each other again?"
What made me think that you were saying it with a nice face?
I pretend that there's nothing bothering me
I'll listen 'till morning as you make more excuses
Because I want us to be connected
I don't even want to see your face along the Nile anymore
No development will come from this, as my cell phone dances
If it's goodbye mail, I want to forget about it
"Hold me tight" but "I want to disappear to somewhere"
Any time that you're talking too much you don't seem to notice
I let you see that "I cry" a little while pretending to be strong
How well did those tears work on you?
Even though "I want to be loved" in my own way, it fills me, but I can't see you
I just have the feeling that I'll never see you again...
I want to tell you that, but I can't find the right words
Maybe it's okay if I lie, but I can't even say "Don't go away"
The strange voice she has when she sneezes
The screwed up face she has when she laughs
Her habit of acting crazy when she's bored.
When our hands come apart
Will you forget someday?
About me?
Maybe I’d rather hear you lie.
What made me think that you were saying it with a nice face?
I pretend that there's nothing bothering me
I'll listen 'till morning as you make more excuses
Because I want us to be connected
I don't even want to see your face along the Nile anymore
No development will come from this, as my cell phone dances
If it's goodbye mail, I want to forget about it
"Hold me tight" but "I want to disappear to somewhere"
Any time that you're talking too much you don't seem to notice
I let you see that "I cry" a little while pretending to be strong
How well did those tears work on you?
Even though "I want to be loved" in my own way, it fills me, but I can't see you
I just have the feeling that I'll never see you again...
I want to tell you that, but I can't find the right words
Maybe it's okay if I lie, but I can't even say "Don't go away"
The strange voice she has when she sneezes
The screwed up face she has when she laughs
Her habit of acting crazy when she's bored.
When our hands come apart
Will you forget someday?
About me?
Maybe I’d rather hear you lie.
Tuesday, November 18, 2008
18112008
slow down the pace i always say. ok. maybe i dont always say. or maybe i do say pretty often when running the 2.4km run. excellent. the world is spinning soo round. yet times have gradually moved faster than we could possibly realise it. its the truth, and no joke. moments that hold the happiest times of our lives are quickly dissappearing. memories of the true definition of 'fun' i believe do not exist between minds of children these days. can you imagine the past and how much more fun kids have on those days. its disappearing.
well the reason i wrote this is that i realised my youth, my memories of 'fun' was nothing more than a game of congkak in the kampung times. they had so much more enjoyable lives that make me look like an old man. maybe i am getting old.
lemme tell u a little story.
(nothing to do with the past but has smtg to do with youth)
casey had always admired jamie because she was very outgoing and confident. all the time he watched her playing with her friends while he sat in the corner with his own. he tries to be confident, but always fail to maintain confidence like jamie always did. after a few days he became friends with jamie and later they were well acquainted with each other.
after a while, he suddenly felt nervous when talking to her. he tried to think of every possible reason. was it because his low self-esteem finally caught up with him? or was it due to stress due to work given to him despite having to train in his sport in a tight schedule? no. it couldnt be. he had done all his activities relaxingly until now. then why done his heart ache so much when she wasnt around him? her voice alone would raise his spirit to the extend he wouldnt mind studying or training five days straight.
was it love...?
well the reason i wrote this is that i realised my youth, my memories of 'fun' was nothing more than a game of congkak in the kampung times. they had so much more enjoyable lives that make me look like an old man. maybe i am getting old.
lemme tell u a little story.
(nothing to do with the past but has smtg to do with youth)
casey had always admired jamie because she was very outgoing and confident. all the time he watched her playing with her friends while he sat in the corner with his own. he tries to be confident, but always fail to maintain confidence like jamie always did. after a few days he became friends with jamie and later they were well acquainted with each other.
after a while, he suddenly felt nervous when talking to her. he tried to think of every possible reason. was it because his low self-esteem finally caught up with him? or was it due to stress due to work given to him despite having to train in his sport in a tight schedule? no. it couldnt be. he had done all his activities relaxingly until now. then why done his heart ache so much when she wasnt around him? her voice alone would raise his spirit to the extend he wouldnt mind studying or training five days straight.
was it love...?
Thursday, November 13, 2008
10 things about mua
im tagged by waannii (wani) so i got no choice but to do this thing, power.
RULES AND REGULATIONS
- each player posts 10 weird things/habits abt himself/herself in his/her blog
- after that, write 10 names of ppl of who u wanna tag
- people whose names have been wirtten in the post must do the same thing
- no back tagging
whew.
1. i used to love longans soo much i went to my auntie's hse just to eat them
2. in school, when teachers are teaching, i always imagine im watching a cartoon cos probably the teachers look like cartoons themselves
3. my first word was 'stupid'
4. when chinese ppl speak to me in chinese, all i can do is smile
5. i got a thing for cats
6. the fridge is always attacked by me at night
7. i still want to be a samurai
8. when i play sports, i tend to forget abt my homework
9. i like to label my friends and i let them label me
10. my face is like an anime
people people, im gonna tag u.
1. arif rawi
2. aishah
3. zul
4. hizami
5. aqilah
6. sheilah
7. atthira
8. fairuz
9. afiq
10. faiza
RULES AND REGULATIONS
- each player posts 10 weird things/habits abt himself/herself in his/her blog
- after that, write 10 names of ppl of who u wanna tag
- people whose names have been wirtten in the post must do the same thing
- no back tagging
whew.
1. i used to love longans soo much i went to my auntie's hse just to eat them
2. in school, when teachers are teaching, i always imagine im watching a cartoon cos probably the teachers look like cartoons themselves
3. my first word was 'stupid'
4. when chinese ppl speak to me in chinese, all i can do is smile
5. i got a thing for cats
6. the fridge is always attacked by me at night
7. i still want to be a samurai
8. when i play sports, i tend to forget abt my homework
9. i like to label my friends and i let them label me
10. my face is like an anime
people people, im gonna tag u.
1. arif rawi
2. aishah
3. zul
4. hizami
5. aqilah
6. sheilah
7. atthira
8. fairuz
9. afiq
10. faiza
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