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SELAMAT MENYAMBUT HARI KEMERDEKAAN YG KE 52.




I seriously need to get my hands working on the keyboard writing my essay, not....blogging.

Until then~

Happiness

Out of nowhere this little feeling of happiness comes through my vein as im writing on my blog while listening to Cobra starships new single, Good girl gone bad. Darn. I seriously don't know why the reason behind this happiness. maybe sometime these feeling was accidentally triggered by the unintentional response of our self. I'm talking crap again. Wahahahaha.

anyway as I was lurking for more Cobra starships videos on Youtube I found this.

just the last bit of the clips is NSFW(meaning not for underage)



Somewhat that makes me even happier even with my nearly finished Boss coffee latte and Mars bars.

Enjoy people!

Meaning of Independence

When I was very little

- merdeka? yay?

When I was in primary school.

- It's merdeka already?? cool. Its going to be fun with fireworks. Not to mention we have to sing merdeka theme song like for the whole month. EXTRA cool!

When I was in High School

- Merdeka? Cool. It's one day of holiday from tiring school life. Crap. More homework.

When I was in University (NOW)

- Yeah. Finally! It's a total freedom. Jom lepak Ipoh parade ramai2!! Go back the next morning and sleep throughout the day. lol.



Merdeka? People nowdays for sure doesnt know the real meaning to this simple word. They never experienced it. Never! Shouting merdeka! MERDEKA! merdeka! everytime its 31st August. Does they really know what it mean. Enjoying is the fun part, but going through it sure is a hellish moment aight??

apa apa pun,

SELAMAT MENYAMBUT HARI KEMERDEKAAN yang ke 52!!!


p/s: I have a new addiction to coffee latte and sweets. damn.

I wish

You know what, being nearly drown in water and facing an ALMOST car accident sure does make me think a lot. What to do? How are my family? How is she? It Doesn't matter because for sure they will miss you, period.


So I made some list of things I want to achieve for now. Weee~~


- Get married(ok tetiba, this should be my last one. hahaha. still have tons to do before making bonds)

- Finish my studies until perhaps, Master level.

- Learn how to play a keyboard, no not the one with QWERTY, but the real music producing keyboard

- Owns a car, sports car if possible.

- Overcome my fear of driving on the road(It's a shame for myself. huhu)

- Find LOVE.

- Buy a big TEDDY BEAR( that sound really childish, but the HECK?)

- Have a tiger pet, maybe a cat would do. nyaa~

- Owns myself a DSLR. Damn. I really want one badly XD

- Knowing every single person in my course, Mechanical engineering =D

- Flying overseas by my own.

- Meet the real Darth Vader.



Okay, this post was made when i'm at a super BORING state. hahaha. Sorry if i just wasted your time.

until then~

Ramadhan has come.

Writing something on my blog until 3 a.m. Tired, but the enjoyment of writing started to come by, making me hard to stop my finger from, dancing on the keyboard.

****

Knowing tomorrow have a class as early as 9 o'clock in which I fails to attend to due to lack of information about the availability class, I gently close my-borrowed laptop, and sent myself flying to the world of unconsciousness.

*Knock Knock*

"wake up! wake up! Sahur!"

Open the door just to find out, Pian my neighbor whom I asked to help me, waking up for sahur, standing with his blurry face. I immediately get my hands on my wallet and spectacles planning to go out to RZM cafe for some light sahur. Plan Canceled. Having sahur in the room instead with toast bread, milo and some panadol for extra kick. Yes. I'm having slight fever which I won't go to the click for check-up since I'll be quarantine at block Dugong, Sacred place of the infected, if I planned to visit the clinic.

****

After finishing my sahur, again, let myself slips into my world of unconsciousness. Hoping I could wake up at 30 minutes past 6 for my subuh prayer. Somewhat that does not happen. My bloody, noisy alarm clock which I bought at Sunway Pyramid does not rang. Maybe I didn't notice it due to super lack of sleep, not to mention my fever.

Instead I woke up at 9, in which my supposedly English replacement class starts. Went to my clique room just to find he's sleeping like a bear, with his hands on the phone. Woke him up, chat for some time, then went back to my room, just to do the unfinished calculus assignment i n which I failed to finish due to tiredness in physically and emotionally. Attend the class as normal. Saturday. Supposedly I sat in-front my study table going through the lecture slide before doing some exercise. The class started late. Very late actually. The good thing is that it finished early.

****

Went back to our hostel, already with the though of what to eat for buka puasa. Open my laptop again. Desperately searching for some delicious food picture. Okay. I just lied. Do my zuhur prayer, then went beck to study physics. Though subject.


Later at 4 o'clock sleep with my black sweater and blanket around my body. Changes in weather sure does affect my health in some way. Sleep for about an hour or two, then suddenly this big gorrila with and awfully manner disrupt my peaceful and long awaited sleeps with loud noise forcing me to go for my asar prayer. It was really annoying. Lucky him, my legs felt a little bit heavy. Not to mention i'm not really in the mood.

****

Went to Bazaar Ramadhan half an hour before breaking our fast. Crowdy place it is. Suprisingly a lot of familiar faces were found there. Foods here and there. Colorful juices and drinks can be found. Temptation. Damn. All looks very delicious. Darn.

That how my first day of ramadhan went. New experience is hard to come by right?



Until Then.

turning point?

Every story have a turning point in which we all prefer to call as climax.
Same with our life, it has it's own turning point. Usually the turning point of someone life does humongous impact on his/her life.


Ah~

The story begins.

***

There was a man, a teenagers, unmatured in nature but matured in the inside. He's someone who is really shy back when he is still in school, and still the same. No change. One day, he meet this lovely, nice and beautiful young maiden. STOP. This is not The Lady or The Tiger. He fall for her. Her nice smile, her cute giggle, and her nice attitude. The feelings are still the same. Until she went to boarding school, then to College. Nothing has change even though the girl is studying somewhere else far from the man.

***

He rarely spoke to the girl. Maybe because every time he call's she does not pick up the phone, probably because she is shy. The man get it. He never call her again, because he know she won't answer and that will bring storm to his white, flowery feeling of love.

He realized that the long-distant relationship, well he not sure whether it can be called as a relationship or not, since well, they are friend. Best friend. People say's the power of love is very strong, and it's make the holder of the power become stupid. Yes. Stupid. People in love is stupid. So he place his bet. Hoping that she will fall for him, soon. Soon after they are graduating. That may be a very stupid bet to make for normal people, but the power of love overcome every negative conclusion that he could think off.

***

The man was happy. Although he know the deep inside that it won't last. Stupidly he still contact the girl via phone messages an instant chat program such as Yahoo Messenger. The conversation between the two is funny, sometimes smells a little bit flirty.

***

Soon after few month of experiencing new life in college, she started to show her interest on this guy, who is much better than the man. She always talk to people about him, bit of jealousy started to build up, but then it is submerged back by the powerful power of love and trust. The man living his live normally. Jogging at evening around the lake, stop at this lovely spot where the scenery is the best, well for someone who appreciate the green and peaceful scenery. Sat there thinking about her. How was she. Is she sick again?

***

Then at one point of the man life, the turning point I would say, the man put a deep though on the relationship. Seeing her writing more and more about the other man, whom the man is jealous for makes the man become more emotionally depressed. Each day. He though of it. Difficult to make a decision due to the so called power-of-love. Love is sure a powerful force. Agreed? No? Never mind.

***

One day, he can't withstand it anymore. He stood up, going to crying like a man who just lost his precious items. He try to cry, nothing comes out. He feels more depressed. No one to talk about. He act normally in front of his clique, pretending that there is nothing wrong with him. No one realized. The mission was successful. But deep inside the jealousy started consuming him, the hatred towards himself started to build up.

***

He tries to listen to breakup song. It work. But for a short time only. He wanted to tell her that he like her since the 4rd grade in high school, but a pussy he is. He's like a small kitten under a small unused box, scared of the rain that starts to fell, the mighty breezy wind that flow consistently.

***

Until now he is still confuse, whether to tell her or not. He hate breaking bond. Perhaps because it require great amount of energy? Not sure. Now with his final exam is coming soon, he still like a dummy not knowing what to do. He is anxious, no resolution could be make, maybe that's why he listen to music, stay up late even though knowing next day is going to be hectic with works and lecture to attend to.



Until Then~

Move Along, Hanif.

The All American Reject.

Go ahead as you waste your days with thinking
When you fall everyone sins
Another day and you've had your fill of sinking
With the life held in your
Hands are shaking cold
These hands are meant to hold

Speak to me, when all you got to keep is strong
Move along, move along like I know you do
And even when your hope is gone
Move along, move along just to make it through
Move along
Move along

So a day when you've lost yourself completely
Could be a night when your life ends
Such a heart that will lead you to deceiving
All the pain held in your
Hands are shaking cold
Your hands are mine to hold

Speak to me, when all you got to keep is strong
Move along, move along like I know you do
And even when your hope is gone
Move along, move along just to make it through
Move along
(Go on, go on, go on, go on)

When everything is wrong we move along
(Go on, go on, go on, go on)
When everything is wrong, we move along
Along, along, along

When all you got to keep is strong
Move along, move along like I know you do
And even when your hope is gone
Move along, move along just to make it through
[x3]

(Move along)
(Go on, go on, go on, go on)
Right back what is wrong
We move along

Hopefully this ramadhan wash away all my sin and my sadness. Move Along Hanif.

Until Then~

Convocation

Ah, the air. smells like ayam golek madu. Delicious. Btw, UTP is now having its 9th Convocation which sadly i am not invited to join. It's okay hanif, you'll be there. Insyallah.

Good Relaxing weekend is good. I seriously love this week. haha. suck it up la, this week kena enjoy, next week test has started. Darn.

Layang Layang


Weee.. my childhood dream finally come true..dapat jugak main FINALLY! aha. Wednesday, planning to jogging around the lake, but then suddenly one of my friend ask me to join them playing kite. Since it is very windly and it look like it gonna rain, so join jer la. First time beb dapat main. BEST BEST!

Some picture to show below.

Above : Kid's Nowadays..

Above: Sadly I don't have my camera with me =(

Larian Batik

OKAY. that sound lame at first, i get it. But then it was fun really. Got none picture to show you all, lupe bawak phone la...huhhuu. Anyway, i got 28th place which is nooooooot so bad la. atleast i got the number. Probably get some price kot. Hopefully!

Above: Larian Batik Merdeka or Leman boleh menang!

Convofair

The best part of the Convocation. hihi. It was like pasar malam actually but it is in UTP, so its called convofair for the sake of mantaining high standard. (pfft) Anyway, Amy Search and Aizat did perform during saturday and sunday night. Went there at sunday night for some dinner and some crazy last minute shopping. Sadly, then I realized that this is just Tronoh. Nothing nice and cool can be found here..huhuhu. Got to go back to subang for Raya Shopping! oh yes!

Above: See you next year!

Anyway, It was fun. I've been waiting for time like this to get away from study, and have some fun. It was great!


It's soon people! Ramadhan is coming! Ah, I still remember how was my last Ramadhan. SPM, crazy act, awesomely delicious food. Ah. Memories!

Anyway,

SELAMAT BERPUASA!!!


p/s: I'll be updating blog soon. probably 1st ramadhan kot.
=))

Until Then~

STEALER!!!!

Damn you stealer!! Why do you like to frickin steal people stuff. F la. Curse you really. Curse you like 1000x. Kau ingat barang yg ko curi tu murah ker. F. F. F

If I found you, seriously i'll kill you with my own hand. Mampos la. haha. F.

It's holiday.....AGAIN?

This how the story goes....

It all begin on friday after physics lab ends, when I went to the club exhibition held at Pocket D, at the ice cream booth, people started to say "tutup pukul tiga, hari ni gak!"
Okay, my first reaction was like, OMG? WTF? no ice cream after 3 o'clock? are you kidding me?
Then I discover the truth after asking the ice cream man that UTP going to be closed until next Thursday to prevent more cases of ILI,bukan i love islam, but influenza like illness(haha, nama nak serupa, pening pale aku).. Yes, there is still ice cream...haha. cm bodow jer.(I made the story FYI :P)

Then after arriving at my my hostel, people started going crazy. Ah. For sure its about the 'news' UTP about to be closed....Everyone was like OMG, GLE BEST, X SABAR OW..and I was like, darn, don't want to go back. You know it was just 5 days after our mid-sem break, now holiday again. Boriiinnng.

After Friday prayer, rush back to the hostel, started to pack things up eventhough I still have no idea on how to go back to subang.. Made a few phone call, since bus ticket to KL was sold out, we decided to go to Ipoh. So the journey to go back to subang started with a bus ride to Medan Kitt.

Above: Cam whoring.. with our mask on :P

From there, we took Taxi and move to Medan Gopeng, Ipoh to take an Express Bus to KL. Luckily when we arrive there there is happen to have this one bus that just about to leave the station. So we just took the bus. And fyi its a double decker bus. hahaha. BEST BEST..

This is the first time you know riding on a double story bus. The best thing is it's not full! so we have almost the entire upper floor throughout the journey. Since it's super boring as my mp3 player does not functioning due to lack of batteries i decided to take pictures. haha.

Above: Future doctor. Nahh

Above: Acap with his PSP, watching *ehem*

Above: Karim with his VAIO, watching movies.



Above: Blurr.

Ah not to mention, I have a slight fever on that day. Darn. I seriously hope its not pig flu(hahahaah). Okay I have to admit, im going to enjoy this holiday again. Now that I have my license, i'm free to go anywhere!! yeaah!

Well, I don't know what to say more.

Until Then...

p/s: harap2 cuti raya tak potong...huhuhu