Tuesday, March 22, 2011

DENIAL, MY BESTFRIEND...

I don't know why, but for this few weeks, or maybe this few months, I found it hard to update my blog. And sadly, it's becoming even harder. LOL that sounded sexy. Anyway, I have like 6 drafts with what I meant to share with the whole world only to found out that my story is only half-way through when I finally realized I'm bored with it and/or I've forgotten the whole story or the excitement I was supposed to share. 
Epic. 

News flash. This is clearly a hell-hectic week. Certainly this week. Last Saturday I went to Semenyih to visit the camp-site for our Islamic Student Leadership Camp this coming weekends. That, I tell ya, is damn tiring. The place is too deep, there's no tarred road, only a simple jungle track huge enough to let at most a lorry in. There's too much rock, and waaay too much trees. Well, what too expect it is a jungle anyway.

NOTE: Okay I know I said "waaay too much trees", and I know that that had certainly made me sounded like some kind of trees hater and intend to end the life of all plants in this world, but don't worry, I'm not. In fact I love trees. I just hate them when they plan to hit me in the face while I'm struggling to record a video of the hardship of getting to the camp-site via a vidcam. Note the intended pun there.
But, alas, like all fairy tales, they all lived happily ever after. My God, what I'm talking about? I mean, like all fairy tales, we've found our happy ending. The place is extremely beautiful.... Okay I lied. It's not that beautiful but it's okay, I guess. There's a lot of construction going on though. The thing is, the camp that we were supposed to go just happened to be beside our religion teacher's (ustazah) piece of land. Or maybe her pieces of land, I don't know it's huge, that's for sure. 

At that place, there are sheeps, chickens, goose (DINOSAUR!!!), dogs who befriended with a cat, and also a cat who befriended with a dog. So cute. Oh, and there's this thing that have the same colour like cucumber only that it has a pear shape and it has thorns on it. I asked my ustazah and she said it's cucumber. I'm sure she's lying. 

Nothing happened much though on the camp-site. Clearly, since it is just a visit. Anyway, we had quite a good time. For the first time, I've interacted with a guy who's always in my apartment but then again keeps quite a distant from me. But hey, all things are good when we're on the outside right? Thus to know, say, a girl you like but never talked to would mean that you have to take her out, then you'll know them better right?

Gosh, for some reason I felt like I'm directing all of you guys on a very wrong, twisted direction. Let's move on.

Yesterday I presented a forum for my Islamic Studies Class. It's quite good though, for something that was prepared an hour before that. My part at least, since I was the moderator for my team. Haha, I got to tell you, that's the easiest thing in the world. Just make sure that you know who is talking about what, listen to what they have to say, and crap about what they have just said. Nice~

Today is even better. I presented for my English class, for our theme studies. Luckily, we only have one theme, and that is JUSTICE & INJUSTICE. The sad thing is that my team went for the first group, like, for the whole class. So it was quite nerve wrecking. But once I was done with the slides and entered the Q&A session, I think I was, somehow, in peace.

Wanna know what question we did? 

"Peace can only be found if a person is able to overcome injustice. Do you agree?"

Well, it's quite good I must say. The presentation I mean. Although there are a few things that my classmates pointed out that clearly need to be amended. 

Anyway, tomorrow I'm going to seat for my Maths topic test. This time it's about probability, one of those topics I really like, since we hardly need any calculator. Unless if it is a "at least one..." question. Well, even if I put it here it's not like you're gonna understand it right? Right. 

Then this Thursday I'm having my Biology topic test. This one, I tell you, is hard. Damn hard. The last topic test I scored 94%, which sets quite a high standard for me, myself. Thanks, myself. You've done so much to hurt this fragile, little boy. Anyway, I'm not sure if I'm gonna score as good as the previous topic test, but I'm keeping everything in my body twisted, just for the heck of it.

Friday would be my topic test for Chemistry A. I'm not gonna talk about this one, since I'm going to seat for my second second topic test. Hate it. But will try hard to strive at it.
 
Then it's CAMP DAY! YAAAYY!!

Lucky me I'm one of the committee so I don't have to do most of the activities that all the losers have to HAHAHAHAHAHAHA *evil laugh*. But the sad thing is that I have to do even more things than the losers since I'm one of the committee. Sigh. Life really know how to get back at ya, don't you think?

I don't know how to end this so I think it'll be better if I tell you guys a story. Just now, like the past 15 minutes, I was in the toilet. Peeing. And guess what? There's blood mixed with my pee! I called my Dad, and based on his experience (please, my Dad has only 1 kidney left and God knows how many time he had blood mixed in his pee), he said that probably I also got kidney stone, and some are trying to escape and that caused the bloodied pee. He said he's gonna take me to do an X-ray tomorrow. 

UPDATE!: There's no more blood! Although the pee wouldn't come out. I practically have to force them out. Sheesh!   

Thursday, March 17, 2011

CHAMPION/POOR GUY

I really do feel like a champion today. I've posted at least three posts today, all which was staying for free in my draft, wanting to be set free. Freedom. Okay whatever. Anyway if in case you were to read that other three posts, be sure to take note that I just add a few sentences to it so that I can end it without really finishing the whole story, or without sounding like I don't know what I've typed last month.

That sounded a bit depressing. I think I wanna be a champion today.

So I've received my JPA money. AT LAST! It's not as much as what my Honey Bee got, which was double the amount that I got, but hey who cares, right? Well, no, actually I care and I hate it. 

But don;t worry I'm not gonna complain how unfair life is and why people get more money than we do and way lot faster than we do when we are the nearest university to JPA but still those in Sarawak had not just received double the amount that we received, twice as fast, and seriously twice, since the first one was their last semester money, and within weeks later they received this sem's allowance. God I hate it. 

But nevertheless, I did received the money. I've bought a new phone. Again. And this time I made sure to buy a phone for my Dad too. He is currently undergoing dialysis, since his kidneys are all bad, I mean his kidney since he only has one left. Anyway, I bought two and that made me a poor guy. Like I've always been.

I've spent like RM 1800.00 in matters of A week. ONE week. SEVEN days. That's cool right? The moment I've become rich is the moment I've become poor. or maybe I such say it like this. No matter how much money there is in my account I am still not that rich. Yep, that sounded way better.

Well, whatever. I think I'm going to end this post here, for I have a writer's block.

ANOTHER WORD FOR STUPID

Be aware that through this second attempt of doing a very proper blog post in an hour, I am trying to figure out another word that can be use to describe the word 'stupid'.

Anyway, just so you know, I had already made like three drafts for an update for this thing. Um, I mean blog. But sadly, even with those three drafts, I can't really figure out what to say, or rather, how to say precisely without sounding like I am desperately in need of an uppercut punch straight to my face.

In another word, stupid.Or another word for stupid, would be, writer's block. It simply means that the writer is stupid, so he has a block of whatever in front of him. 
THE END!

WHAZZZZZZZZUP? (~ 0 ~)

Whazzup? I kinda like that word. It meant a lot, yet, it is way so simple.

Whazzup? Nothing much. i think life is great, if you love the amount of lemons it gave you everyday freaking day. Ever heard about the joke about lemon and grapes? Well I kinda bumped into one while reading some of those 'like' pages in Facebook. The one without almost hundreds of pages going on and on about liking this and that. Most of it are shit though, because it is practically the same thing, either it is:

1) copied and pasted,
2) re-typed,
3) made by someone who still thinks that Marilyn Monroe is a sex goddess of 2011, and
4) re-typed by someone who clearly aren't fit enough to enter a spelling bee competition for the 6th graders

Anyway, the joke is about lemon and grapes right? You know the saying, "When life gives you lemons, make lemonade out of it"? Well, there this one about lemon, life, and grapes, and it goes like this, "When life gives you lemons, look up at the sky and shout 'Why can't I get fucking grapes? I like wine better than lemonade!'". Yup, words of wisdom. Gotta love that!

Oh, but don't get me wrong. I don't drink. Never have, and hopefully never will have to. It is clearly against my religion. Plus, don't you guys know that drinking can cause you liver damage? I mean, of course you get all high, hot and stuffs, but seriously if your liver had a mouth, all you can hear in the morning is your liver calling you a 'lousy drinker' and that you are 'making me sick of it, literally' instead of your head banging like there's no tomorrow.

Okay. Anyway, yup, nothing's up. I borrowed my sister-in-law's laptop to do my assignments, which involve all my subjects, but clearly blog updating is not my assignment. Well, at least not the one assigned by my lecturer! Aha, I'm good with it. Gosh...

Okay that's all for today! Daa~~

EPICNESS DEPICTED...

I think I live a life full of epic-ness. Well, at least I think I do.

Yesterday, I went back to my apartment late at night, armed with 5 friends, which among all of us, had no idea what so ever in front of us. We took the latest bus, the 10 PM bus. Oh so we thought it was. There was no bus. There was a freaking, yellow, small, fragile, van.

Gosh, I hate my life.

There was probably around a dozen of guys wanting to ride that freaking old van. At least we managed to squeezed into it. What made it all epic was the fact that the row I was sitting in, besides F, could actually fit another person. But nobody was ever bothered with it. Epic.

Since the van was a full-house, it started moving almost immediately. Thank God. But another thing came toour way that we totally had not thought about. Usually, from our university, to go back to casa, we would had, and would always will, turn to the right. That night, the freaking van turned left.

I thought we were going to the pyramid and do some late night shopping with the van driver, since I don't really have any money with me and all I can think of was shopping since I only turn left from university if I'm going to pyramid. After thinking about how nice the road was, I noticed we reached this some kind of weird and odd place.

Apart from the beautiful night scenery, and the fact that I was so sleepy that I cursed myself for even looking out the window rather than sleeping, I noticed that we've reached this very alien place. Not that I care about it.... Okay now I think I am lost. This ends here. Bye. <--- Epic ending. EPIC I tell you!

Tuesday, March 8, 2011

UPDATED.

Right now, I sighing as long as I think possible to even be call as a sigh (2 seconds). At last I've updated my blog.  Maybe I should put it into a story...

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"...At last, as I enter the dusty, dark, and humid attic, I saw just how badly the attic was damaged by time. I looked across the attic, knowing that without any light, there's hardly anything for me to see. I saw a glimpse of light coming from an old window that was shut against its will. I walked to the window - as careful as I can. I don't want to knock down any valuable stuff in here; I might just destroy an item worth displaying in my soon-to-be museum antique shop. I tore down the old, dusty curtain, which felt like paper. Got to be the work of time and aging, I thought to myself. I pushed the window. A beam of light when straight in, so bright that it brought everything in the attic back to life. I turned around, and was amazed to see just how much things -valuable and irreplaceable items - were kept up here, away from life, and those who values them..."

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Yup. That's how I should've put it. Any, it's official. I'VE UPDATED MY BLOG! HELL YEAH!