Wednesday, October 12, 2011

..wordless Wednesday #1...

My room mate watching Hitman Reborn from his bed.

Monday, October 10, 2011

..a cryptic message..

I really wish I had my buddies to talk to right now. Fuck.

Friday, September 16, 2011

..Pretty Little Liars..

 Isnt she just adorable? And deadly too. I have my own version.


1 year has passed me by, and I'm currently in my 6th year of studies, and my 7th year of living in Moscow. My summer holidays was a bunch of mixed experience, but I guessed you could've just known that from viewing through my facebook albums and its many pictures. Only this time, I spent more time with the dudes, spending quality bromance time, to tell it more bluntly. I'm bitterly frustrated at not getting to be my mate Syamil's best man, as the wedding was postponed for a week after I was gone to Moscow. Sad, but he kinda promised to be my best man anytime soon. Weird. Arent married people not supposed to be best man? lol I'm not too sure about that anyway. Plus in any case, I got so many people on my mind on who is going to be my best dude. But lets not talk about it yet now shall we? =)

My only regret was not getting to see her for the last time before I flew away to Moscow. I thought she was already back from kampung when the day comes for me to fly but I was mistaken. Maybe the next time I'll see her again next year, she'll be married to some douche bag who doesn't know how to appreciate her as she is. Which is my biggest regret really. But you know, shit like these happens. It hurts me the most because she was my first, which in all respect I should have forgotten about her by now after almost 8 years. But she has this thing, like an invisible chain around my neck, with her sympathetic stories and such, and I'm such a sucker for that. But the marrying thing is normal I suppose. Most of my crushes and scandals *coughs* are already married or currently engaged. Good for them, since we are already 25 years old, and not 25 years young. Get it? =D


Moscow greeted me with her typical cold and harshness when I arrived at the Domodedovo International Airport by Emirates Airlines. I got ripped by fucking airport taxi, but that was to be expected. The lecturers were nice and negotiable for the first few cycles, so there were no problems for me. I moved to another room, since Hanhebat already graduated and I fear that some stinky caucasian guy will come and live with me, so I went to Shazli and Prem's room instead for refuge. The first few days was abit hard trying to rearrange my stuffs and the things Hanhebat left behind, so I took a couple of day to readjust to my new surroundings. I like the new room, its cosy, I live with 2 other people, so I suppose I will talk much more rather than just with 1 dude like Hanhebat lol.

Saturday, August 13, 2011

..Sunday slumber..

I couldn’t sleep just now. Maybe because my stomach was still full after sahur, maybe because I watched an episode of Criminal Minds, maybe because I just had iced coffee. Seems that there has been a lot of contributing factors. Whatever. Time just happened to pass by. People come and go. Me, I’ve been lucky that I always had a bunch of friends when I needed them. I am what people call, an introverted kind of person, someone who seems passive, not overwhelming, and seemingly not friendly. I don’t need to be. I have the best bunch of buddies that I need.

Hanhebat was an awesome friend and roommate, smart, athletic, good sense of dress, damn tall for a Malay, had just graduated and has finally now found his significant other. On the other side of things, he seemed disinterested in attending mundane functions, doesn’t do much of getting out of the room, doesn’t do things out of the ordinary, but basically if that certain activity doesn’t involve much of his buddies, he couldn’t care less. Pretty much sounds like me, haha but I’d like to think that I’m much more of an outdoor person than he is.

So that’s one of the example of my friends. We tend to choose friends that we can relate to, who can just hear patiently to whatever crap we talk about. Its never a question of how many friends we have, it’s the matter of quality. I always think I have the best bunch of buddies in the world, who shapes me to what I am today. Granted, I don’t have a significant other, but that special someone would someday appear in front me. Don’t get me wrong, we do have to work to get what we want, so I’m just saying that out of context. Whats wrong with being choosy right? I think I’m a swell guy by the way hehe :D

Anyway, that’s not what I’m concentrating for at the moment. In about less than a year’s time, I’m about to graduate and enter the life of a mundane government worker. Government worker eh, doesn’t sound too bad, except for the part where I have to work 90 hours a week. All the big names and old doctors says that we complain for working too much, whereas when they were in their youth, they work more hours than today’s fresh grads. But personally for me, the mentality has changed much now. People used to respect the work and professions of others, respect them for what they are doing, be it teachers, doctors, policemen. They appreciate that these guys are working hard, giving all they’ve got. How about now? Do they even stop and think, appreciate? All they know is , complaining and complaining, and trying to find the bad in everything we do. A little appreciation and acknowledgement goes a long way you know, it never hurts. Parents who scolds teachers for smacking their kids, while actually the brats were at fault. Relatives or patients who cannot understand why somehow the doctors look lackadaisical and uninterested in doing their job right. Come on, just stop and think.

Yeah I think it’s the coffee. Bloody hell. Oh well, good morning, Sunday.

Monday, July 25, 2011

..a useless rant from a single guy..

Hey guys, I'm back in Malaysia. Lots of things has happened for these past month. I didn't even notice it has been a month before I wrote this sentence down. The highlights of my holiday? I did lots of stuffs. Went to Ipoh, to Peter's durian dusun, but didnt really ate durian, it was on my most hated stuffs list hehe. Pangkor island was nice, got a tan I think, went snorkeling , the sea breeze was very nice for my lungs and my mind.

My good buddy Syamil asked me to be his best mate for his wedding, but unfortunately they delayed the date to a week later, and I couldnt make it. It was frustrating, but I understand, the date was too near raya, and most of the people are still at their kampung, so yeah. I wish you guys all the best anyway Syamil and Dayah :D

On different matters, I had mixed emotions too. Met Didie at her workplace in KLCC, had a nice lunch and talk. She asked me whether I'm interested in one of her colleagues, it was very nice of her, but I dont think I'm in for anything right now :) Most of the time these days I spent being a chaffeur for my sister sending her to Hospital Serdang for practicals, doing the house chores, feeding the cats, and gardening. Not forgetting all the slacking around with my good buddy Johan.

Not forgetting playing futsal with my friends Ukasyah and Ijaicool. Really high quality futsal, but I cant really stand the heat and intensity. So far, my holiday has been unexceptional. Oh except that one trip to watch Liverpool versus Malaysia. That was a chance of a lifetime. Well, I'm still enjoying my holiday, so cheers xD

Friday, June 3, 2011

..Total Football..





Every year when I come back home for my holidays, it is a must for me to watch atleast a football match at a real and proper stadium. Usually I would just go to Stadium Shah Alam or the National Stadium at Bukit Jalil. I've watched Selangor playing in a friendly against an Indonesian team and the atmosphere was awesome.

3 big teams from the English Premierleague is coming to town and there is no way in hell I'm going to miss that. Arsenal, Chelsea and the mighty sleeping giants Liverpool are going to have a friendly against our very own South East Asian champions, the Malaysian national team. For this, I think I have to buy a Malaysian kit, but damn you Nike, your jersey are almost always out of my reach. Heck, I don't think I ever had a Nike jersey. Oh, except for that old Barcelona one that I bought during my Eurotrip.

I think I only wanna buy the RM58 ticket, free seating for each of those games. I don't really mind sitting anywhere. The National Stadium was built for the Commonwealth Games, as such, any ticket holder will almost always have a nice and proper view. 58x3= RM174, I think I can manage that :)

By the way I've already passed my first exam. 3 more are coming. This always sends shiver to my spines. Have a good weekend.