aerial life

I.... am easily satisfied with what I have and achieved even when to you it looked like nothing. I don't care how much money you made in your life or what kind of car you drive. I drive a simple and cheap car and I am satisfy with the car. I don't envy other people with better, bigger, faster and more expensive cars. I'll buy what I can afford and I will be satisfy with it.... mannnnnnnn.... why did I suddenly have the urge to write after a lonnnnnng time????? well, because I felt discontent by people around me. I bought a watch recently and I like it. It is not very expensive but to my standard of living, it is quite a sum of saving. People kept asking the price when they saw the watch and I would just say... Ohhh not that much or expensive and then they will relate to their friend's watch or somebody else they know... "ohhhh my friend bought a 20K watch.... Oh My friend have a Rolex.... oh. Those people you talk about can afford the expensive watches and good f...

I've decided to continue my study at UPSI. This will be my third sem but I need to repeat 2 papers I failed last sem. I did terrible last sem and there were many things I blamed on for all the faillure but in the end it s me who determined the success or failure of my life. I PROMISE to do better this semester. I wantnto get as many A's as I can get.... before my target was only to pass all the subjects but now my target is to get the best I can.

Its been more than a year in this  new work place and I still don't feel the bond with this place. I was hoping for a new beginning when I posted to this new place. A new and better story in my life where I can be proud off. The first chapter of this book started negatively. The first page was written with negatives thoughts and bad experienced. The second chapter was not better than the first and the third continuously to the twelve was increasingly in negative ways. Now the 16th chapter and I wonder how this would end. I got all the plan to a better life but the future is cloudy. I can't predict anything. I have to stand up for my rights but in order to do that I need to buff up so that I can defend myself from any attack. The conclusion is that to change the world I need to change myself first. 

iftar at Cheng Ho Aku ingat iftar tu memule stand for ape2..cam I.F.T.A.R....ropenye mksudnye bokak pose je le..hahaha sampei aku google kt wiki baru aku tau...huhu lembabnye......skg dah tau bru leh gune pekataan tu...huhu iftar at seoul garden....terbaek wooooo......

It's like buying a lottery ticket. You won't know if you'll win but you're hoping that you will. That's my life now. I keep hoping that I'll change but hoping is just not enough. I need yo get up smell the coffee and do it. Just do it.  It seems that I'm not on the wheel. Fate is driving this life and I laid back watching from the passenger seat. I won't go anywhere I wanted to go. I just waited for fate to hold the brake and I get off anywhere it stopped. That's not a good life. No it isn't. No for sure. If I want what I want, then I need to grab the wheel and drives my own life. fate can sit next to me. It can be my co-driver but I should be the driver. I'll drive to destinations I wanted to go and stopped anywhere I wanted. To drive I need to know where I wanted to go. for that I need a plan. I have maps to everywhere but I need to put a pin on where is the best place to go right now.  A boy won't need to worry about all this. Just...

It has to end some where and it must end quickly....and now I'm forcing it to end......goodbye sorrow, goodbye lonely, goodbye sadness, goodbye looser.....haaaaa...bye bye...a new day begin....

I and my mother when I was 13 months old I know its not mother's day but suddenly I have the urge to tell everybody.... I LOVE MY MOTHER ... I don't know why but I just feel like it hehehe... Ohhh and let us cherish our mothers more from today...yes I know you love your mother too...and good for you...but hey lets try and show it more...I don't mean in a blog...yeahhh not in the blog but in the real life...in reality.... I am very lucky I got to be with my mother every day...every morning my mother still wakes me up to go to school...every morning I can have breakfast with my mother....everytime I reach home from school I see my mother smiles.... What about you?....I know some of you don't live with your mother anymore...maybe because of work or maybe studies....but is it too much trouble to call her once a while?.....is it too much trouble to go home when u'r free?.....It was never troubled enough for them to answer all our cried with milk and love when we were yo...

You asked us to postpone our relationship more than a year ago....is it time yet for us to start thinking the next step?....we can't stay postponed like this forever....

I went to Johore to attend my lil brother convocation day... Hey if anyone knows any job vacancies for Electrical graduate please tell me yeah... I and my lil bro when we were younger mase nunggu dalam dewan abis punye le lame...nak jage budak sekor ni punye le susoh....

On our way to Teluk batik....I donno what happened but my hair looked really ugly...hahahahah maybe the window was open..... Another ugly hair...what a bad hair day.......... looking for souvenirs.... You wont see me in this kind of pic...i never cook....I cant cook and they wont let me near...... Ohhhh why didn't I try that....don't see my pic doing it.... Where u lookin at dude?...the ball's behind u....!!! Pretending to help........ After eating...............lying around lazily is always the best thing to do hahahaha Suddenly I feel like going to the beach... barbecue, sleeping under a shady tree...playing beach soccer...just hang out...with friends and forget all the work and stress that comes with it....wouldn't it be nice if it's already school holiday.................. The pictures above were taken at teluk batik beach...we had the school reunion there...This year it gonna be held at a hotel...just a dinner....hmmmmmm why not another beach...?!!

I just arrived home from discussing about the 4th school reunion when I heard the telly talk about single lady and all the dilemmas in 3R...yeah I know its a girl's show but sometimes it's interesting that I sat and watch...(hahaha its true.....hope m not the only male that do that....its weird telling that here.) being single is hard when they will be so many questions from friends,family and relatives...you know the questions I'm talking about right?...well girls....it does happen to us men too...the questions that we all like to avoid answering.....I don't feel too old and desperate that I would just ask anybody to married me...My aunts, Ohhhhh you got to see how freak out I was when they offered their grand daughters to be my wife...and the funny part is why their grand daughters agreed with it....that's not the freakiest thing...A few of my mom's friends ask my mom to get me together with their daughters...What's wrong with them?...there was this one ti...

the first day I was at the school was on 3rd of January 2005. It was a bright Monday. I came at 7:10 in the morning at the gate of the school. I turn back and went for a coffee in the nearest town. I was not sure if I was ready for the school or if the school was ready for me. I looked at the calling letter over and aver again. should I go on?...should I go on?.I kept asking myself. Its too late for turning back. I shouldn't went to Maktab in the 1st place...I won't have to face this if I went to Polytechnic or any other varsities.. Why didn't I went for that architecture course?...I like drawing and buildings... ...Why was I so obedience and do it?..kept asking questions with no answer..... The time was 7:20 a.m. I put all my questions to stop... paid the coffee and ride the RGV to school...The loud noise of the exhaust tank was like the echos of all the questions I bear in mind.....why? why? why? why?.... Arrived at school with ironed hard shirt and long black pants....I ...

The image was goggled and taken from "http://www.hecklerspray.com/date/2007/11" Baa baa black sheep Have you any wool? Yes sir, yes sir Three bags full. One for my master, One for my dame, And one for the little boy Who lives down the lane. One to the master, One to the dame, And one to the little boy Who lives down the lane. Baa baa black sheep Have you wool today? No sir, no sir I’ve given it away. A bag to my master, A bag to my dame, A bag to the little boy Who lives down the lane. One to the master One to the dame, And one to the little boy Who lives down the lane. Its been a few days since I wrote anything here. No, I did not go for BTN too ...hehe... The black sheep is back in town....Its not nice to label him that but its the most accurate words to describe him. By him I mean my elder brother. I don't know if I should write this at all. It is like opening a big dark secret to the public. But, this...

nope....they can't...maybe yes until one of them got married...maybe in some rare cases there are people of difference gender just become friends but not in my case... I got this woman-friend who I was closed with. She is the nice person kind of a lady. A goody two shoes. Not my taste of girl but some one I can be close to as friend(Am I explaining too long). Let us say that we just do not have the attraction to each other as a couple. We belong as friend and that's all. Maybe we got a thingy before but every time I was free she got some one and vice versa until the day where I was free and she got engaged. We were closed but we know where the line is and we never crossed that line(I think I'm babbling and no one would understand me now). We were closed and her family knows me and I was like the family friend. One day she got engaged and I was fine with that and we still remained friends. The day she got married everything changes. I started to shy away because as a man I k...

Mind the title of this entry... I just felt like writing but had nothing in mind. I put on a new picture for the header...It was taken by a friend and it's the only picture that I don't look saggy and plump... haha.... I just want to thank padlah and shah for all their comments. I really appreciated them. Its half past three and I'm sitting in front of the pc now wasting the taste of a nice sleep...I just can't sleep and I don't really have anything to write. I am babbling yes I know....hahahaha its like My mind is block....I just don't know what to write...Ohhh I should stop now before I drive anyone crazy....good bye... P/S..Oh my sister is up too....she's reading a book for her class tomorrow....Rajin beno kakak aku ni.... kontra betoi ngan aku.....

This was my weight when I was In Maktab. My Ideal weight for my height. Now its not ideal. I am trying to loose some weight now. I eat the same but need to exercise.

Sometime I remembered that I'm not a machine and take a rest in my car. the car is like a sanctuary.