31082009

Regular days are boring.
Well, isnt that why its regular?
Then again, i dont want too many things to happen in one day.
It'll take a week for me to absorb everything.
Why does it take 10 Fadhils to understand one structures question?
Because 10 Fadhils = 1 Civil Engineer
Although one Fadhil alone can be defined as a genius(self-proclaimed).
I like my shoes because they're mine.




The land called Simville
By Muhammad Fadhil bin Abdullah

Fayte did not want to move to Simville.
He loved his old house in Kembale.
Whether he wanted to or not he was forced to live there.
So he examined the new neighbours.
They spoke a language he didnt understand.
Then the 7 year old went to explore the neighbourhood on his own.
He got lost.
He found himself staring at a bunch of boys playing soccer at a nearby field.
Dilema : Play or Ask for directions
Its like a dating sims game that your fate depends on which option he chose.
He chose play.
The boys gladly welcomed him.
He played goalkeeper.
Since then everyday he goes to the field to play soccer.
The boys were always awaiting his arrival.
He then forgotten that he had actually moved away from his old home.
As he reached secondary one, he became wanted on the list of the under-17 national soccer players.
He rejected the offer, knowing his true interest was not soccer, but architecture.
So he studied hard through secondary school.
Along the way he found himself more friends, and people he could trust with his life.
Whether it was girls, studies, family or anything else they worked together.
Fayte and his pals fought through thick and thin all the way to their graduation.
Fayte looked at his home now that 9 years had gone since he'd moved.
He still hated Simville.
But now for a different reason.
Why hadn't he lived here earlier?

29082009

the thing about feeling lonely is that
you dont realise it until theres no one around you.
it could be that you want to be alone.
or you dont have many friends.
enjoying life is technically opposite of what we call being lonely.
well, u cant enjoy anything if you have no companions can you?

yes ah.
my jacket collection has been increased from one... to two.
my shoe collection?
i have a pair of casuals, one spikes, one sports... i think thats that.
wait, i forgot to include the wushu shoes too. that makes 4.
am i that bored to count how many shoes i have?

humans are the best species ever created.
and humans also has the worst influence on the environment.
but they create pretty good music.



My Friend The Manga Artist. (based on a false story)
by Muhammad Fadhil bin Abdullah

There was a boy.
His name is Fira.
He just got rejected by a girl he had liked for very long.
After getting rejected, he became an otaku.
For some reason, he makes friends with retard otakus pretty well.
He suddenly got a goal in life.
This was because his boyhood retard friend, Lihdaf commented he was living an aimless life, and that he will be a worthless creature in a country ran by money.
So Fira studies.
Then he realised he wasnt as smart as a fifth grader.
His only talent is to draw ecchi manga.
So he asked Lihdaf to help him in life.
Then Lihdaf told Fira he would help him... next year when Lihadf was in Germany.
Rejected by Lihdaf, Fira gave up and became a hikikomori in his parents' house.
He only came out of his room to watch anime aired on tv.
Wasting time playing hentai sims, he came across an ad.
"SKILLED MANGAKA WANTED"
To end his hikikomori days, he got a job as a manga art instructor.
Eventually he met a weird otaku girl and got married to her.
Then he got kids, yadda yadda yadda...
30 years after getting that job, he was shifting his house.
He then came across the same old ad while he was packing.
He realised the ad came with a note.
The note stated

"Oi im a German millionaire now.
Having fun with sweet babes here.
The manga firm is part of my company.
Dont be a lonely hikikomori, u worthless bum.
I'll be in Germany forever so call me once in a while.
Your retard friend, Lihdaf."

The letter was dated the year after Lihdaf left for Germany.
So Fira called everyone knew (there werent many) to find Lihdaf.
Then he eventually he found Lihdaf's address in Germany.
So he went there.
There, he only found Lihdaf's 4 wives, 11 children and a grave.
Apparently Lihdaf just died.
He left Fira another letter.

"Oi, i must be dead by now.
i had one freaking awesome life a man can experience.
Fira u didnt call me a single time u loser.
Servants should obey their master.
U kept ur master waiting for 30 years.
If u read this then i hope my virus will spread to u cos im dying rite now.
Nah just kidding.
Take care ok, pal."

15082009

Hisashiburidana.
Lama tak jumpe.
Hao jiu bu jian.
Long time no see.

STUDYING TIMES have not ended.
i assure u, i always have smtg better to do whenever i blog.
maybe i may have sometimes said that im bored and have nothing better to do.
well, thats not true.
maybe i also have said before.
blogging is a way to DE-STRESSIFY urself.
its like drinking beer.
with the exception u dont get drunk.
thus ure always conscious.
blogging is one way to clear my thoughts.
drinking is a quick way to gain a beer belly.
so i dont drink.
obviously.

i hafta revise my studies.
no blogging or fooling around.
exams are next week.
and the week after next.
and the week after the week after next.

by the time i wud be fasting.
at the same time going to intensive trainings on mondays and fridays.
but nooo studying!
bullshit.
i still have to revise now.
tata, wishing im able to pass all modules.