to be and not to be, what's there to be? when all tranquility is gone, and hope lost for no reasons.
if life was water, so calm and pure. still, pollution is inevitable. and we have ripples, as symbols. of them disruptions in life, of them that troubles us.
but even so.
we know those ripples, no matter how big or how robust. it will subside, in time.
to say the least, time will heal all wounds. but yet, scars remain. making it impossible to forget, making it memorable. for the times to come, for the magic is done.
now is the time, rejoice. look around, what have you attained, what have you lost. because you are you, and no one else is you.
hold that beacon up for me, we shall a prayer in god's name.
seriously, i don't know why i titled that. i typed the, and it pop up with that sentence. it sounded cool, so why not right? today, pouring and pouring non-stop. why am i complaining?! i'll just summarise my life so far okay?
let's see, start from last friday? yeah, last friday would be good.
Friday : i was still feeling heart broken by the lies of hers, i don't hate her. but it was just unfair that she could not tell me earlier that, it has faded. but i read her messages over and over again, my brain tells me that she isn't worth all the pain. but the heart says, there is still a chance. what a bloody dilemma, even to get some sleep. it took quite some time, especially with the memories still passing through my head. i can't believe i held back my anger at her, even after what she did. guess i am stronger than i thought i was, whoosh~
Saturday: fixed fique's brother's pelamin, then went straight home. bathe and all, after reading a chapter of "Eragon : Book One of Inheritance". i fell asleep, was supposed to go to haziq's house to watch soccer. man called and called, but i woke up at 8.30pm. granny was at my house, then i realised the urgency. i called man, to meet me at kedai kopi since at home i have no more football channel. i rushed and all, took my bike and sped to the kedai kopi. reached around 9, no goals yet. glorious night, liverpool beat bolton 2-0. the ending to this 19year wait, is getting closer and closer for us kopites. You'll Never Walk Alone, cheers to the brothers of kopites in singapore!
Sunday: the day of revival, i went to haziq's jamm session. an made me bleed with the mic, but nonetheless. i love my brothers, i only get harsh on them for their own good. then went to work, open the pelamin at tampines. was stationed with diniy, and miraculously. i thought it was going to be another normal working day, but seriously. i found my soul again, i have to thank diniy for it though. he made me dig deep in me, to have the confidence that i once had. yes it was easy enough to move on knowing that it was my dressing, but the memories were still there. okay, BACK TO THE STORY! we saw chicks down there, and both me diniy was stuck looking at this minah tudung. she was HOT i tell you, HOT-T. haha, and also, she LOOKED younger. didn't approach her on the spot, but i did. i was jubilant that i had still the confidence to walk to her, run after her actually. and ask for her number, after that. this rock n' roll star, returned with a bang!
Monday: texted the girl, and to my total disbelief. diniy's disbelief too, she was 19! and to think, i even called her adik. hahahahhaha, ironic isn't it? but still, she didn't mind. and the compliments we changed about each other, is enough. hahahaha, and seriously people. I AM HOT-T and SEXY! hahahaha, told you i'm back with a bang! kay, then went out with faisal and diniy. diniy went ahead to vivo first, he bought trivium's biography "The Mark Of Perserverance". me and faisal went to play pool at lucky plaza, until diniy joined us. diniy played 2sets, then we left for far east. to eat, don't know what that shop's name was. but faisal reccomended it, it was delicious. then after that we went to sit and talk outside far east, and finally to borders. saw ALOT of cds to buy, but i just bought AC/DC's newest album. $22.95, then that's it for monday.
Tuesday: woke up at 7.30am, went back to sleep. woke up at 10plus, was already late to CMPB. going there was so called, a waste of time. then i was alone, at 11.30am. at bukit merah, what should i do? eat, what else. found a macdonalds, ate mcChicken meal. and there, while reading my book. was texting the girl too, not going to reveal the name. ask and i'll answer, because i don't have permission to say it publicly. she was attached, to say dissapointed or anything. i'm not actually, just glad that it took me enough confidence. and i did earn a great friend, she's amazing and BRAVE. hahahaha, still have to know her better. then met diniy around 2 or 3pm, he was suppose to go for an unplugged interview. after going to art house, and couldn't find it. then he gave up, he was SUPER nervous. i was against the idea of him giving up, but its his decision. then we had our fun at esplanade. SUPERB fun, just me and diniy and zaini's guitar. then we chilled, read our books. and i'm proud of a feat, i finished Eragon. i was just last week that i bought it, all 754-pages of it. after so long of not reading, it was good to know i still i can read that fast. to me its fast, shut up those who can read faster. especially my cousin harith, GIANT! haha! bought "Eldest : Book Two of Inheritance" and reading it already, read 180-pages already. after this, its "Brisingr : Book Three of Inheritance".
summarised enough? well, to the world out there. this rock n' roll star is back, and is better than ever. arrogance is good, but only when its helping raise your self confidence and not hurting others. if you think you're so beautiful than others, open your eyes. because there are fair things in this world, look closer.
heyho people. last night, at mike's birthday. was awesome, thanks for inviting mike! haha, kay the title is dreams because i had a total of 3 dreams last night and they were different. i woke up and went back to sleep, i woke up and went to sleep. they all were different dreams, but i just want to mention one here today. because the dream was kind of like a look back, into my past. a nightmare i guess, haha. it was the first day i met syasya, i dressed horribly. it was to exchange presents, still remember what i bought her. and the smile that i had when she texted me, i have a vivid image to that text. i don't keep it though, i am eff-good at remembering. haha!
she didn't like slekey people, i knew that. i actually really knew that, and i knew what i was doing was testing her. don't know if she reads my blog, but if she is. "yes, i was testing you on loving me the way i am not the way i dress." in the whole of TKC, dress codes differ. seriously differs. but among all of us, i know who dresses slekey. who doesn't care about how they dress, who is the dirtiest MF. who dresses like their own business, who dresses the nicest and who dresses wrong-place-wrong-dress-code. and i am the last one, i say that proudly. but to list the slekey-ness, for sure i am not the last few. rizal is undeniably first, he dresses real well and no girl wouldn't not want to talk to him. man, dresses like his own business. haha, that's one cool MF. let's see, i won't say more on dressing. but yeah, i don't dress in-trend clothings. and i don't dress norm, i just like going casual almost always. oh ya, i read in a book. and i totally agree!
"first impressions, yes they do last a lifetime. but what you do in that lifetime, lasts even longer."
"good grooming is essential, but why do it yourself when you have a wife?"
so to the second quote, CHEERS! i rather let my girl choose what she wants me to wear, so that she'll be happy when she sees me. what if i chose, and she is like saying everything is pin-point wrong. eventhough she doesn't say it, the guy knows it. even the dumb ones, no offence though~!
and how i would like to dress, really how. is if i got enough money, to buy ARMANI. that's the shit right there, no money. don't buy, just wear anything you like. i got enough self-esteem to blow the world off, but not enough to challenge Oasis. haha, oh ya. comparing the twin brothers of TKC, faisal and me. what's there to compare?
hey readers! sorry, i will get to you in the longest post soon. right now, i just want to say that. if you love the way someone dress, marry the clothes. because my personality, is worth more than any clothing would cost. and for i noticed why, her infatuation fades.
firstly, Luque = HipHop. secondly, Alyph = HipHop. thirdly, Yazier = Rockstar. last But not least, Haiqal = HipHop.
eat that hip hop fashion clothing (no offence to the brothers of hiphop), love comes from deep down inside. a rockstar like me, is worth more than what you think i'm priced. i'm doing my cause for music, and my burns. let me say that once more, my BURNS. reminded people of The King, and they ask me. "are you imitating Elvis Presley?" for sure i am, who can ever forget what he did for music. without him, do you think there is even The Beatles? without The Beatles, is there even the musicians of today? i don't think so, and i am sure that the EMAs 08 (held at Liverpool) proved how many musicians respect The Beatles. i'm a universalists, just that my preferance is rock n' roll. where the tunes of today, started a few centuries ago. amin.
if i am THAT perfect, why does this happen? i don't understand, devastated. yet i'm forgiving you, because you and i. we all make mistakes, you just lost yourself. i am here waiting, till you make your final decision.
woo. effing LONG time since i updated, and now 3peeps ask me to link. hehe. been very busy blog readers. so very sorry! oh well, what can i say. i'm a busy man, haha.
met up with old friends, new friends, best friends, fuck friends. oh wait, i fon't have fuck friends. or do i? hahaha. what the fuck?
here are some news, the journey of Krystelle to ApatheticFallacy to Tied-Ants has ended. gone our seperate ways, yanty went to acoustics. din will go to metal as soon as he gets a new guit. zal is in a dilemma. me,who needs a vocalist. do INFORM ME ASAP. haha, i miss the jamming room okay.
other news is, i have yet to have a girlfriend. there is still vacancy, hahahahaha.
to be and not to be, what's there to be? when all tranquility is gone, and hope lost for no reasons.
if life was water, so calm and pure. still, pollution is inevitable. and we have ripples, as symbols. of them disruptions in life, of them that troubles us.
but even so.
we know those ripples, no matter how big or how robust. it will subside, in time.
to say the least, time will heal all wounds. but yet, scars remain. making it impossible to forget, making it memorable. for the times to come, for the magic is done.
now is the time, rejoice. look around, what have you attained, what have you lost. because you are you, and no one else is you.
hold that beacon up for me, we shall a prayer in god's name.
seriously, i don't know why i titled that. i typed the, and it pop up with that sentence. it sounded cool, so why not right? today, pouring and pouring non-stop. why am i complaining?! i'll just summarise my life so far okay?
let's see, start from last friday? yeah, last friday would be good.
Friday : i was still feeling heart broken by the lies of hers, i don't hate her. but it was just unfair that she could not tell me earlier that, it has faded. but i read her messages over and over again, my brain tells me that she isn't worth all the pain. but the heart says, there is still a chance. what a bloody dilemma, even to get some sleep. it took quite some time, especially with the memories still passing through my head. i can't believe i held back my anger at her, even after what she did. guess i am stronger than i thought i was, whoosh~
Saturday: fixed fique's brother's pelamin, then went straight home. bathe and all, after reading a chapter of "Eragon : Book One of Inheritance". i fell asleep, was supposed to go to haziq's house to watch soccer. man called and called, but i woke up at 8.30pm. granny was at my house, then i realised the urgency. i called man, to meet me at kedai kopi since at home i have no more football channel. i rushed and all, took my bike and sped to the kedai kopi. reached around 9, no goals yet. glorious night, liverpool beat bolton 2-0. the ending to this 19year wait, is getting closer and closer for us kopites. You'll Never Walk Alone, cheers to the brothers of kopites in singapore!
Sunday: the day of revival, i went to haziq's jamm session. an made me bleed with the mic, but nonetheless. i love my brothers, i only get harsh on them for their own good. then went to work, open the pelamin at tampines. was stationed with diniy, and miraculously. i thought it was going to be another normal working day, but seriously. i found my soul again, i have to thank diniy for it though. he made me dig deep in me, to have the confidence that i once had. yes it was easy enough to move on knowing that it was my dressing, but the memories were still there. okay, BACK TO THE STORY! we saw chicks down there, and both me diniy was stuck looking at this minah tudung. she was HOT i tell you, HOT-T. haha, and also, she LOOKED younger. didn't approach her on the spot, but i did. i was jubilant that i had still the confidence to walk to her, run after her actually. and ask for her number, after that. this rock n' roll star, returned with a bang!
Monday: texted the girl, and to my total disbelief. diniy's disbelief too, she was 19! and to think, i even called her adik. hahahahhaha, ironic isn't it? but still, she didn't mind. and the compliments we changed about each other, is enough. hahahaha, and seriously people. I AM HOT-T and SEXY! hahahaha, told you i'm back with a bang! kay, then went out with faisal and diniy. diniy went ahead to vivo first, he bought trivium's biography "The Mark Of Perserverance". me and faisal went to play pool at lucky plaza, until diniy joined us. diniy played 2sets, then we left for far east. to eat, don't know what that shop's name was. but faisal reccomended it, it was delicious. then after that we went to sit and talk outside far east, and finally to borders. saw ALOT of cds to buy, but i just bought AC/DC's newest album. $22.95, then that's it for monday.
Tuesday: woke up at 7.30am, went back to sleep. woke up at 10plus, was already late to CMPB. going there was so called, a waste of time. then i was alone, at 11.30am. at bukit merah, what should i do? eat, what else. found a macdonalds, ate mcChicken meal. and there, while reading my book. was texting the girl too, not going to reveal the name. ask and i'll answer, because i don't have permission to say it publicly. she was attached, to say dissapointed or anything. i'm not actually, just glad that it took me enough confidence. and i did earn a great friend, she's amazing and BRAVE. hahahaha, still have to know her better. then met diniy around 2 or 3pm, he was suppose to go for an unplugged interview. after going to art house, and couldn't find it. then he gave up, he was SUPER nervous. i was against the idea of him giving up, but its his decision. then we had our fun at esplanade. SUPERB fun, just me and diniy and zaini's guitar. then we chilled, read our books. and i'm proud of a feat, i finished Eragon. i was just last week that i bought it, all 754-pages of it. after so long of not reading, it was good to know i still i can read that fast. to me its fast, shut up those who can read faster. especially my cousin harith, GIANT! haha! bought "Eldest : Book Two of Inheritance" and reading it already, read 180-pages already. after this, its "Brisingr : Book Three of Inheritance".
summarised enough? well, to the world out there. this rock n' roll star is back, and is better than ever. arrogance is good, but only when its helping raise your self confidence and not hurting others. if you think you're so beautiful than others, open your eyes. because there are fair things in this world, look closer.
heyho people. last night, at mike's birthday. was awesome, thanks for inviting mike! haha, kay the title is dreams because i had a total of 3 dreams last night and they were different. i woke up and went back to sleep, i woke up and went to sleep. they all were different dreams, but i just want to mention one here today. because the dream was kind of like a look back, into my past. a nightmare i guess, haha. it was the first day i met syasya, i dressed horribly. it was to exchange presents, still remember what i bought her. and the smile that i had when she texted me, i have a vivid image to that text. i don't keep it though, i am eff-good at remembering. haha!
she didn't like slekey people, i knew that. i actually really knew that, and i knew what i was doing was testing her. don't know if she reads my blog, but if she is. "yes, i was testing you on loving me the way i am not the way i dress." in the whole of TKC, dress codes differ. seriously differs. but among all of us, i know who dresses slekey. who doesn't care about how they dress, who is the dirtiest MF. who dresses like their own business, who dresses the nicest and who dresses wrong-place-wrong-dress-code. and i am the last one, i say that proudly. but to list the slekey-ness, for sure i am not the last few. rizal is undeniably first, he dresses real well and no girl wouldn't not want to talk to him. man, dresses like his own business. haha, that's one cool MF. let's see, i won't say more on dressing. but yeah, i don't dress in-trend clothings. and i don't dress norm, i just like going casual almost always. oh ya, i read in a book. and i totally agree!
"first impressions, yes they do last a lifetime. but what you do in that lifetime, lasts even longer."
"good grooming is essential, but why do it yourself when you have a wife?"
so to the second quote, CHEERS! i rather let my girl choose what she wants me to wear, so that she'll be happy when she sees me. what if i chose, and she is like saying everything is pin-point wrong. eventhough she doesn't say it, the guy knows it. even the dumb ones, no offence though~!
and how i would like to dress, really how. is if i got enough money, to buy ARMANI. that's the shit right there, no money. don't buy, just wear anything you like. i got enough self-esteem to blow the world off, but not enough to challenge Oasis. haha, oh ya. comparing the twin brothers of TKC, faisal and me. what's there to compare?
hey readers! sorry, i will get to you in the longest post soon. right now, i just want to say that. if you love the way someone dress, marry the clothes. because my personality, is worth more than any clothing would cost. and for i noticed why, her infatuation fades.
firstly, Luque = HipHop. secondly, Alyph = HipHop. thirdly, Yazier = Rockstar. last But not least, Haiqal = HipHop.
eat that hip hop fashion clothing (no offence to the brothers of hiphop), love comes from deep down inside. a rockstar like me, is worth more than what you think i'm priced. i'm doing my cause for music, and my burns. let me say that once more, my BURNS. reminded people of The King, and they ask me. "are you imitating Elvis Presley?" for sure i am, who can ever forget what he did for music. without him, do you think there is even The Beatles? without The Beatles, is there even the musicians of today? i don't think so, and i am sure that the EMAs 08 (held at Liverpool) proved how many musicians respect The Beatles. i'm a universalists, just that my preferance is rock n' roll. where the tunes of today, started a few centuries ago. amin.
if i am THAT perfect, why does this happen? i don't understand, devastated. yet i'm forgiving you, because you and i. we all make mistakes, you just lost yourself. i am here waiting, till you make your final decision.
woo. effing LONG time since i updated, and now 3peeps ask me to link. hehe. been very busy blog readers. so very sorry! oh well, what can i say. i'm a busy man, haha.
met up with old friends, new friends, best friends, fuck friends. oh wait, i fon't have fuck friends. or do i? hahaha. what the fuck?
here are some news, the journey of Krystelle to ApatheticFallacy to Tied-Ants has ended. gone our seperate ways, yanty went to acoustics. din will go to metal as soon as he gets a new guit. zal is in a dilemma. me,who needs a vocalist. do INFORM ME ASAP. haha, i miss the jamming room okay.
other news is, i have yet to have a girlfriend. there is still vacancy, hahahahaha.
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