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2011-06-21T02:37:00.000-07:00

Exclusivity.

2011-02-27T04:57:00.001-08:00

Oh, hello blogspot.

I'm sorry I have been totally neglecting you for the past few months. I did not know Tumblr would take over life so very quickly.

But no worries, you're on a league of your own. I never post personal stuff on Tumblr. So here's one, for you and you only.

So yeah. What's new in life is that I got a Galaxy Tab. A terrific little nifty device. You can't imagine the things I do with it. Word processing, reading the news, reading books, finding my way when I'm lost, going online, keeping track with my studies, and the list goes on and on. Thank you, mother :)

Well now I'm on my way to get KFC. I think my third KFC this week. Gonna try the new pocketful, the set meal looks awfully appetizing.

Campus life... hmm.. is exhilirating. Very. Lawnite dinner was held yesterday, I had no idea it was a formal affair so I wore my suit with my favourite Green Lantern shirt inside. It's quite nice actually. At least I think so.

Speaking of dinner, most of my earlier parts of second semester doing law here in UM involves food and a lot of it. I rediscovered my love for A&W. They had this vintage A&W in Petaling Jaya which was uber cool.

Discovered a lot of mamaks here around campus. Nasi Lemak Panas at Harun is superb. Affordable, too. If you get the chance to be around here, go check out Murni ss2. They have cool names for every dish, but be prepared to fork up some extra cash. Don't worry though, its quite worth it.

Hurh. See now I'm hungry again. Ah well, see you soon blog :)

New semester, new reflections

2011-01-03T07:22:00.001-08:00

You know they say you don't know what you got until it's gone?

What if you lost something in order to gain something else, something better?

Would that be still considered a loss?

Sitting in my dark dorm room, I couldn't help but wonder all the things lost along the path of growing up but also the equally valuable things we gather throughout the journey. Friends, character, integrity, love, independence.. Some sacrificed some to gain a lot more and some well fought battle only ended up in a meaningless lethargy only to rise up and do battle with age once more.

Do we really mature up as we age or do we simply just shed some of our youthful indentities, suppressing them in order for ourselves to fit the status quo? I know some individuals who never lost their spirit, being as funny and as spirited as they are. For them dreams are not entities that can be killed, their dreams are who they are. You kill their dreams, you kill them.

I remember walking in a hall full of lawyers for a highly reputable law lecture and thought to myself, all these people working this hard, just to be exactly the same as everyone else? Sure some of them have better cloth on their suits but who can tell? Who gives a damn? They all look the same.

But maybe the function was too high standard to be dressed any less. The Sultan was there.

Ah men have so little choice of fancy clothing.

When I'm a little older I think I would want to still have the thrill of driving like I do now. Play games with as much enthusiasm. Get this excited when Bolton Wanderers score or when the latest gadgets comes out, Some of this is admittexly far reaching but you can't really blame a boy for having a good imagination right?

Balik Sabah!

2010-12-12T23:31:00.000-08:00

Latest news, of course Bolton won 2-1 against Blackburn. They were down to ten men and the winning goal was scored less than a minute after Blackburn's equaliser! Congratulations weyh!

I'm currently hanging out alone at the UM Law Library, just sent off Syazwan and Syafiq.
I shall be celebrating New Year in Sabah since I've missed celebrating there for the past 2, 3 years or so.
But it's gonna feel weird though, nobody's in KK.

It's OK, family time is due.

So what is up in Kuala Lumpur when I'm gone?

There's this Maysaa Fashion show happening today. Hana Tajima is going to be there. She has a lot of pretty Islamic-themed design but she's most known here as Yuna's designer. I don't have to tell you how well Yuna dresses up. Some of my friends are going there. It's happening in MAP, KL.

ROCK THE WORLD is coming again! A day after Christmas. Wish I could go, but I'd already be in KK. That's alright. I'm just a sucker for Malaysian rock gigs, especially one as big as this. Bunkface, Azlan & The typewriters, and Popshuvit will be there. Hmm. Perhaps next year. I wouldn't rush buying the tickets. Admission is RM30, it'll be held at the Bukit Jalil Stadium, where else? 19 bands are performing, you gotta have that kinda space.

If you never heard any of the bands mentioned, you better go.

Oh, of course, one of the most anticipated events (by me, at least), The AFF Suzuki Cup semis! Bukit Jalil, 15th December. I got some invites to go support our national team by going to the stadium but that's precisely the day where I'm going back to Sabah! Grrhh. Can't complain, I was the one who booked the ticket date. Astro better have the match in HD! er, pretty please?

Of course I want Malaysia to win against the Group B champions. As for predictions.. I'd say 3-2? I'm not an expert analyst so don't count on this too much. It could be 4-2.

Hmm. Well I'll be missing out on all the fun of New Year's in The Curve. Always wanted to go there for New Year's. There's always a concert broadcasted on live TV... I'll just jump around in KK I suppose.

K nak solat dulu. See you KL, hello KK! hope you didn't miss me too much weyh! babai.

kahwin muda

2010-12-05T16:44:00.000-08:00

I have no idea what is wrong with society.
On one hand, there's the movement of heck it's okay for cocks to meet in the bedroom, its 'their right' as individuals, the law should not step in these matters.

Then when a 14-year-old girl, who was given full support from her parents and also from the courts to get married with a 23-year-old guy, another side of society condemns this. They start echoing "We need to protect the child"

FROM WHAT EXACTLY?

Josiah Ivy (from Women's Aid Organisation) said that "child marriage amounts to pedophilia", pedophilia is a psychiatric disease, woman. How is it a disease to marry and to have a relation validated by both religion and the law?

From my point of view, I really don't condemn these things. I'm not going to make historical or any analytical commentary, its just that I'm up for liberties such as this. the kid looks happy. Sure, some of you might say this is a robbery of her childhood and whatnot but is it really robbery if it was consented upon by all parties? If I happily give you my pudding because I'm full and you take it, I'm not gonna be upset.

Besides, the couple who got married were Muslims. there's no restriction in terms of age on marriage of a Muslim.

You know what would be an issue? If two working adults, with solid financial standing, coerced to be married against their will. Now that's unjust.

It's like having a tattoo, right? If you want to ink your skin, then by all means ink it. It's unnatural, it's painful, it's questionable, I won't approve but then if you do it, it's your skin under your scrutiny. I'd still be friends with you.

Heck it's not like getting a tattoo even. Marriage is natural.

"Kalau suka sama suka, nak tunggu apa?"

a cartoonish profile

2010-12-05T03:46:00.000-08:00

“Change your facebook profile picture to a cartoon character from your childhood and invite your friends to do the same. Until Monday, Dec 6th of 2010, there should be no human faces on facebook, but an invasion of memories! This is for a campaign against violence on children.”

when I traced (googled) this post back, the original message was actually just to wipe off all the human faces in Facebook. Nothing to do with child abuse! Some people got crafty and put all these terms and conditions until it became that way.

But hey! I’m doing this to show my support of eliminating child abuse. I have no idea how this would help, but awareness is always good. As they say, prevention is better than cure, right?

So yes I’ve chosen Pink and the Brain. Can’t really say that it is my absolute favourite but it’s one of the cartoons that got embedded by me. Both Pinky and Brain represents me in some bizzare I’ll-try-to-make-sense-of-it kinda way. Its the conflict within me carried around .

On one side, I wanna take over the world but at the same time, on the other side, I just wanna pick my nose and be utterly insane. And sometimes I have no control who comes out! :s

commented

2010-12-04T12:35:00.001-08:00

To the dude who commented on the post below, THANK YOU!
You're my first commenter in MONTHS!

darjah-darjah :D

2010-11-24T09:12:00.001-08:00

Heck I feel like blogging. It’s been a long time since I truly sat down, organise my thoughts and just write away. With all the stacks of responsibility that I have acquired both willingly and non-willingly, I haven’t got much time to do the things I want to truly do. That, plus the fact that I don’t have that much cash anymore. Have to cut down on the spending for now. Financial wise, I wish I was back in Sabah. It’s easier to make some cash there.

What I have been thinking lately is my old schoolmates from way back, I mean primary school back, where are they now?

I think my thoughts are mostly focused there lately is because looking back, I didn’t think anybody would see me here, doing law in UM. Yes, not even me. I expected maybe some creative-arts related course in some local private (or, hopefully public) institution. Alhamdulillah this is the path blessed to me.

I failed my primary 6 finals, the only one to fail. The reason was because “blegh. I’m going to do UPSR, I don’t have to sit for this!” and left the math and science papers substantially blank.

Okay, just from the top of my head.. The popular good-boy from my primary school went to MRSM and now is in Jordan doing medic, a classmate of mine (+ neighbor) is in Egypt doing medic, one of the crazy ones is training to be a pilot *gulps*, a lot of them are sitting for STPM, the smartest one is in UM too, doing TESL if I’m not mistaken. Some are pursuing engineering, and one of the closest friends I’ve had is now in UiTM Sarawak in some management-related course.

A senior of mine, the scout leader for my school and also naturally one of the leading prefects, is now in UiTM Shah Alam doing law too. I met him during Asasi. His hair got thinner… okay he’s bald.

Know what’s off? The kid who once sat just next to me, actively playing with his Magic: The Gathering trading cards, is nowhere to be found. Last I heard was he went to MRSM, but that was 5,6 years old news. Wonder what happened to that little fella. Anybody has info, his name is John Paul Prasanth David. Its easy to remember, someone used to call him JPPD. so much for an acronym. No facebook, no google hits, no nothing..

Eh do you guys have an outside-school hang out place when you were in primary? I had, and the name is Kedai Mamat. We bought everything there. Spiderman stickers which all of us collected, chewing gum and keropok we’re more than unwilling to share, and of course, that home-made ice-cream in a narrow plastic tubing!

Walk straight ahead and you’ll find a shop where when I was a senior (chewah! darjah 6 senior! hahaha), we used to hang out there before the UPSR extra classes. We’ll eat maggi ayam + telur and soft drinks. Fuh. My primary school days are quite unhealthy :S It’s a good thing my parents didn’t give me that much money to spend back then. My lunch was usually packed and I remember pushing and shoving for a 50sen hot-from-the-pan roti canai, or if I’m lucky, 80sen roti telur during recess at the canteen. hehe.

Both these shops are still in operation, but they sell cigarettes now :/ but not to school children, of course…. hopefully.

Well, all of you whom I remembered as well as those who I don’t, I wish all the best in life for you guys! I don’t think I hold any grudges against any of you.

Probably because I’m a terribly forgetful person.

Goodnight world! I’m off to hit the books. Legal Methods answers won’t crawl into my brain by itself. Nites :)

Acting all gay

2010-10-17T12:51:00.000-07:00

Okay so now other than the fact that I am procrastinating, I actually have some grave questions to be posed to the world in which I think is quite relevant to my world, if not also yours. I think the stagnant state of me does not bring forth so much good for my development, if you want to call it that.

Okay, I've been using a lot of commas. too much exposure I suppose.

First of all.. why do gays have to act gay? It's... odd. It's like they have a code or something. Is it an identity thing? If it is, since when does becoming a homosexual a personality? What about straight people.. Do I act straight? Is there a common code of straightness? Sorry to sound like I'm complaining, but really, must you act gay? fine.. go like guys, check out lumps on jeans..

But act normally.

Hmm. Well maybe it would be awkward to have a guy who plays futsal, enjoys watching car races, talk smack, not being too sensitive. Then turns out he's gay...

Hey on second thought, that would be quite creepy I guess.

Continue to act gay please. Forget I said anything.

I'm late for my appointment.

2010-09-29T05:16:00.000-07:00

Hey eleven followers sudah! :D

hahaha. Okay nothing much to rant about life. Mock Trial finally had their post-mortem and Hisyam Hilmi was nominated and subsequently voted by majority to become the next director for Mock Trial UM 2011. Congratulations!

So I've got contracts test that has been amended which date crazy amount of times, hoping that Friday's schedule would be definite. Just heard they might be a Law and Society talk by Norhayati Kaprawi (formerly from Sisters in Islam) and Al Mustakim Radhi (Freelance writer). On Saturday we will have Malik Imtiaz Sarwar. sorry for the font, directly copy-pasted from the subject's facebook page. the talk should be interesting. Why can't it just eat up our subject's timetable slot allocation, disrupting Saturdays are not a cool thing to do.

Hmm. I'm contemplating whether or not to upload some of the Raya photos in my phone. I didn't take that many photos actually, didn't concentrate so much on Raya this year. Yes it was fun, but the absence of certain people were too significant I suppose.

So tonight I'll do the near-impossible task of organizing my dorm. Papers are scattered everywhere. Nose getting too itchy. Back hurts. Too lazy to wake up in the morning. Eh, wait. That happens every day. Nevermind.

and so here's a picture.

So long blog. I have an appointment with the dust bunnies.

Love songs

2010-09-15T01:42:00.000-07:00

Here's one nice fact. My dad's Blackberry's wallpaper is my mum's picture.

No, not them together, just my mum, alone smiling on for the lens.

Sweet.

Well I don't know what's gotten into me but lately I've been rediscovering all my love songs in my playlist and organizing them. I realize, I don't have a love song. I mean, you don't have to have one. I just don't have a favorite, or, rather, a representation of what I think love should be if love was a song.

A lot would guess I'd go for something soppy from Brian McKnight, George Benson, Air Supply, Celine Dion, etc. I don't even have to tell you what are their songs even. It's just widely known what kinda songs they present. Highly metaphorical, puts you in a ridiculous hypothetical relationship situations like it happens every day, invoke a strong emotion of attachment.. you know those things.

Don't get me wrong. I do listen to them, they're all in my playlist. it's just not my ideal of love. It's just too hard to live by. Maybe when I'm older, but not now.

This is a song more suited for me to dedicate to my mum~

I don't think I'd go even for the totally outrageous ones neither. Like Marvin Gaye's Let's get it on. Or that song about butts. Or the one they try to make sound like a love song but it's really just about sex, like Bryan Adams Let's Make A Night To Remember.

But I think what would be nice is just nothing too fancy, nothing too extensive in explaining whatever it is we label as love. So, in my view I think I'd like my love my love song to be something like... Umbrella. By Rihanna. It's not too out there, it's just simply there. We all would like that someone to just there, right? Most other love songs are just effective in a relationship crisis. Stuff like can't living without that other, you wanna grow old with them, etc. those are not the overall feeling of love, it's simply a realization at the end of the day.

So here's for those who were there for me all this while. An ideal of the overall feeling, the hopes and dreams when you see that person, not what you feel when they're gone. You just want someone to be there. That's how it should be.

When the world has dealt it's cards

If the hand is hard, together we'll mend your heart.

Because when the sun shines, we'll shine together :)

blogging part-time.

2010-09-07T12:01:00.000-07:00

I worked at Nike once.

Not as a promoter, but a store boy.

The warehouse was changing locations so we had to dismantle all the cabinets, transfer all the equipments and stocks.

I found some rejected Nike products.
They were still good, only some stitching problem here and there.
Some promotional merchandises, socks, lanyards,
CDs, Nike floor mats, posters, even a full-size changing room mirror.

They paid me 50 bucks for a two-day gig.

But I made tonnes more collecting their old junk.

True story. I have a Nike table in my room to prove it.

I now, have a tumblr.

2010-09-06T23:01:00.000-07:00

Okay, The main problem I always had with blogspot is that I feel it deserves more than just quotes, one-liners, and single-file images and videos.
I think blogspot's hassles are only worthy for hard-thought-of posts, this means all my petty thoughts will be lost. That's obviously a waste.

so stuff I can't post here (or Twitter) will go to my Tumblr.

So I'm now practically scattered all over the Internet.
Procrastination is going to go overdrive.

Better get back to contracts.

*continues customizing tumblr

Luca Lucas: A Re-Examination

2010-09-06T06:32:00.000-07:00

I'm actually not surprised that some Malaysians actually has the 'decency' to criticize their own country in such a manner. Disgraceful, makes you re-evaluate all the long-fought battle of liberalizing freedom of speech.

However, this post is not about his audacity but merely a re-examination of his words and how far are his statements goes in tune with reality, and maybe we'll shed some light on how the statements are developed in such a way. Yes, he is a total dumbass, and here's an analysis of exactly how he is a dumbass (how do you like my exercise of freedom of speech, huh Mr. Lucas?)

First, here's the disputed Facebook post.

I don't see why is he disputing on the inability to find branded clothing in Sandakan, which is nicknamed 'City of Nature' or 'Elopura' (The Beautiful City). Sandakan is known as the ecotourism gateway of Sabah. I'm sorry if Sandakan's definition of ecotourism does not include lavish boutiques of Louis Vuitton or Prada. Just because you don't know how to find banks, doesn't mean Sandakan doesn't have any. Here's a guide for you, Luca Lucas, in finding 'bank2 bertaraf internasional' at Sandakan.

http://www.yellowpages.com.my/category/banks/state-sabah/sortAZ/?city=Sandakan

Oh an by the way, you don't need malls to have fun in Sandakan. One of the more famous ecotourism attractions of Sandakan includes Sepilok Orang Utan Rehabilitation Centre, the Rainforest Discovery Centre, Turtle Islands Park,Kinabatangan River and Gomantong Caves. Awesome, awesome places. To look for malls in Sabah, go ahead and head up to Kota Kinabalu. The malls are less crowded than most major cities in other parts of Malaysia.

And to quote a good friend of mine, "kalau kerja kecil, gaji kecil juga!"

I am quite disgusted with the uninformed statement that the food in Sabah is not that good. I don't have to tell you the food here is superb, both modern and traditional, be it Italian or fresh seafood. You're literally spoilt for choices here. Hang out places are abundant. I'd recommend Jesselton Point, The Seafood Village, Little Italy, and of course the ever popular Upperstar. These are (upstream) places in KK, if you live in other parts of Sabah and know a really good place to eat, do share it here. And if you don't like ikan cencaru... don't eat them!

Pulau Sipadan: Nominated for the new 7 wonders of the world (nature)

Gunung Kinabalu: designated by UNESCO in December 2000 for its "outstanding universal values" and the role as one of the most important biological sites in the world.

Pulau Mabul: One of the best diving sites in the world for macro-photography.

Dude, seriously? nothing to be proud of? Even your examples are flawed.

There's a lot more places to visit that we're very proud of. If you're to lazy to look it up, blame yourself.

And then he starts to complain about not having grand shopping malls. Goodness. What year is he from? Kot Kinabalu alone is home to 5 big shopping malls and 2 medium ones, and they're ever expanding. I myself am looking forward to the building of longest waterfront boardwalk in Asia, Kota Kinabalu City Waterfront. It's gonna be awesome. They're building a mall above the sea.

I don't understand why some people even complain about small bus stations. I'm not saying Inanam bus station is small (it's quite big actually with a hotel next to it and rows of restaurants) but I have no idea why would you complain about bus stations.

I will not stoop so low as to his level to talk smack about JB. I actually like JB. A lot of my friends are from JB. My best friend is learning to be a pilot there in JB. The Iskandar Development Region is a very exciting thing to wait for. I hope the monorail plans are materialized soon.

It's just him talking about JB makes me realise that Sabah is quite nice. less traffic jams, less need for highways compared to most other states.

All in all, I think Mr. Lucas is just pissed he can't log in his facebook for some reason while he was in Sabah. I'm sorry if this state is not 100% covered by Internet access. But this place is sure covered with nice people, superb natural surrounding.. It's just, in my humble opinion, complete. From the sea to the mountains, the malls, the historical sites..

Please people, if you do want to judge Sabah, please do not take Luca Lucas' word for it. Don't even take mine. Just visit Sabah and have fun~ Call me, maybe we can hang out at the islands or somewhere :)

Right on, Najj. Right on.

get up

2010-09-04T13:13:00.000-07:00

It's not the hands that you're dealt with, it's how you play your cards.

harrrrhhhh. overrr.

2010-09-04T00:20:00.000-07:00

It's been a long time since I have blogged about issues concerning the country.

Today is no exception.

Sure, I can do that. But really, who's gonna listen? I think it's better for me to just comfort my thoughts in this stage of my life. If I'm going to speak my mind, I might as well have a damn good mind. Making a change is something I would really love to do, but for now I think I should enjoy teenhood. I mean, it is already as crazy as it is. relationships, studies, food.. The world can wait.

This is my last evening before going back for the Raya holidays and I'm spending it packing (sorta) and listening to my favourite melodramatic playlist. I have too much to pack! hmm. Well good to see yesterday's sahur is still on my study table. I think my packing consists more of taking out the trash than actually stuffing things into my bag. Grrhh.

Oh! Wanna hear a retarded story? So Raya's coming, right? As usual me being me, I did my laundry at the very last minute. So I took my putrid clothes, which some are stacked for more than two weeks, to 12th college's cleaners. All of it. My favourite Green Lantern shirt, all my jeans, formal wear.. It was around 5kg and everything went normally until I asked "Esok pukul berapa buka?"

"Sabtu Ahad tak buka dik!"

-.-"

My flight's Sunday! So I negotiated if we could work something out. It was already 2pm. She suggested to just mix everything since none of my clothes' colours will bleed (rasanyalah!) and I could pick them up at 4pm. well that's a very efficient laundry I must say!

But no, that's not the end of the story. I went out after that to accompany Najjua and Dalila to circle around TTDI. Then we headed back to UM. As I (correctly) recalled, the sign on the door says that the laundry opens until 5:30pm. we reached there around 5 after going through the normal hectic traffic of Universiti Malaya. Congestion habis! when I finally reached 12th, I rushed to the laundry... to find out that the doors are chained shut! kurang pahala puasa sikit cursing (shouting, really) at the door. Rasa nak robohkan je pintu tu.

So I'll be going back KK with very limited clothes. Thank you Mashi, Ikan, and Najjua for being good companies during my annoying baju raya hunt :) Hope to go out with you people again soon!

Fuh. That's much more satisfying than blogging about the opening of specialised school for pregnant girls in Melaka. It's not a bad idea, not totally, at least. I mean put yourselves in the shoes of those mothers-to-be. Or their mothers, or their families. Everyone's thinking about the widest implications about the opening of this school but we all know how society's perception upon these people. It's hard for them to not be negatively thought of. Don't we all deserve friends who truly understand what we're going through?

If you can provide them with a less-prejudiced world, then maybe the school shouldn't be opened. If they come out of this school becoming a better person, why not? I'm not supporting teen pregnancy tapi kalau dah terlanjur tu, bagilah peluang mereka untuk kehidupan. Isn't education a part of life? Better than dumping the babies. I'm keeping my judgement reserved.

Okay did I just blog about that? adoih.

But anywho I won't leave you with that note. Here's Malique feat. Najwa, Kau Yang Punya.

Jangan kau bimbang sayang,

di mana kuberada,

dengan siapa kubersama,

jangan bimbang kutetap kau yang punya.

Mock trial UM 2010

2010-09-01T12:46:00.000-07:00

Rocked some serious socks.

Ma-we readers, ma-we.

2010-08-29T15:03:00.000-07:00

I have promised somebody to not go online using my laptop until 5am.

That declaration of promise was witnessed by 3 other people.

So when I got back to college, I went online using my phone.
and it's now after 5am, I can blog! hehe.

First of all, I'd like to thank the new followers. The numbers are not really spectacular, just 3 people. Myself, Fatin, and Shadel. Thanks guys! Very long time no contact.

So what was fun about today.. Oh! Avatar Special Edition in 3D. Erk. Okay. Thank goodness there was no significant hype on this. I mean, there was something special but only on the graphic level. Nothing much on the storyline. It's about three hours long, go watch if you're a true fan. If you're not, you might miss those 'special' scenes. I only watched it once, I think I missed half of those scenes that was supposed to be new. If you're into awesome 3D graphics, I don't think it'll be a waste. I had a good time watching. I want an Ikran. A hot-pink Ikran. hahaha. I shall name mine Flizzy. Short for flying lizard.

And no, the blue monkeys did not have sex, not in the Malaysian cinemas at least, uh-huh, no way. Stop hoping.

As far as it goes people, as far as it goes...

they say your first year is that time for you to have fun, jump around, get nuts, bend some rules. Well Avatar was 10:30pm. the movie ended around 1:30am? I only reached college around 3am. I have three tests this week. Torts, legal method, Islamic law. First year well spent.

But hey, at least I can proudly say we did successfully arranged a short-lived study-group session today, yay! :)

(I would love to post some pics of the cinemas, but my blog is too public for that so I'll post two pictures from the kinda-study-group we did)

why only 2? Weyh kitorang sebok study la.. 4 orang saksi okay! xD

catfucius iz thinking

2010-08-28T23:03:00.000-07:00

Brock a.k.a Lucky a.k.a Kucing Wawa :D

http://cheezburger.com/View/3906245888

Who inspired you lately?

2010-08-28T10:52:00.000-07:00

"My choice of Muhammad to lead the list of the world's most influential persons may surprise some readers and may be questioned by others, but he was the only man in history who was supremely successful on both the religious and secular level."

Michael H. Hart, The 100: A Ranking of the Most Influential Persons in History, 1978

I know it's really kinda late in Ramadan but I just discovered this campaign by inspiredbymuhammad.com, and it's pretty neat. I'm sure those of you who dozed off during Pendidikan Islam class can understand better about the life and times and what was really the pillars of the modern world that was set up by this great man.

I particularly like the history page, it's quite simple and the arrangement is organised, everyone can enjoy reading it. Actually the whole website is user-friendly. Love the campaign ads btw. Here's one:

It's not that fun being inspired alone. Join in guys, get inspired :D click here.

I'm off to design some more CAW shirts! hehe. I'll post some up here to get some feedbacks.. til then, babai!

Oh. The King.

2010-08-24T10:50:00.000-07:00

When the king sings, the people listen.

Tapi seriously, the lyrics memang cute la.

ColourStats.

2010-08-23T15:12:00.000-07:00

Oh so very very true.

I kinda miss stuff.

2010-08-23T13:29:00.000-07:00

I miss riding big bikes.
I miss the roar.
I miss the expensive cars with their screaming alarms every time I revved the engine and zoomed on through.
I miss that sense of pride, individuality, control, and power.

Haih...

Ehek. Cakap macam ada lesen. P pun belum lepas lagi. hahaha.

I need some cheering up.

2010-08-23T02:49:00.000-07:00

Hmm. Well I found this nice. I guess it'll do for the hour.

LongComing

2010-08-23T01:09:00.000-07:00

"Nobody is worth your tears and the one who is, won't make you cry"

Yeah, f*ck this anecdote. Nobody's flawless by the way. Oh heck yes he will make you cry, but why is it the burden always on him? You crying should be more of a reason he's worth it. Not all guys you care about can invoke that much emotion on you, not anybody worthless, at least. Move on. Before any drastic measures, I really think everyone should weigh in all the sacrifices and gestures of good will (and not rely solely on tears) to determine worthiness.

My thoughts,
Qayzr.

Ayam Panggang: check!

2010-08-22T04:16:00.000-07:00

Well I've been trying out this investment challenge which I don't really know how to operate since you can't really play it outside of the real stock-trading time. Gotta get up way early in the morning and sacrifice a bit of lunch hour.. You can try it out, they're giving out prizes! Look for my profile, Qayzr.

http://malaysia.youthsays.com/qayzer/oskic

And here's a picture I'd like to share:

hehehe. Nak buat kenduri ke tu dik..

P/s: My blog looks a bit cleaner and leaner now, eh? Rajin-rajinlah like my posts or post comments. hehe.

An Aerial View of The GeniusBreeder

2010-08-21T10:47:00.000-07:00

Faber-Castell Ecco Pigment 0.4 (Highly recommended)

Rocky Strawberry

Surya's Cookie Case (Bake more PLEASE)

Printing: Pepper v. Hart; A Re-examination (not recommended)

Legal Method slides from Dr. Farah

Borang Banci (???)

Room keys

Sephia

Al-Mathurat

Altec Lansing BXR1220 portable speakers

Nokia 3100

Pretty stacked reminder notepads (quite useless)

Unlit vanilla scented candle <3

We Need to Talk.

2010-08-20T00:02:00.000-07:00

I would like to blog about how I planned to buy deodorant and ended up buying a Bros water bottle close to RM40 and stationeries. Yes, its the 6th, 7th week being a first year university student and NOW I decide to buy stationeries. But hey, can I have a show of hands of people who gives a damn?

Saja tunjuk. Jarang beli stationeries. hehe.

...... Thought so. Anyway, spectacular things went down pre-on-after my 19th Birthday. Its worth way more than my compentency to keep my money in my wallet and I give a damn so since its my blog, let me patronise you with the story.

First of all, yes. I am 19, hear me roar. Sorry lama blog tidak update. Tiba-tiba banyak life. Hehe.

For most (if not all) of you who never noticed, I hide my facebook birthday notifications every year just because of my laziness to reply birthday wallposts. This year is a bit hectic and I'm preoccupied with a lot of things and I forgot to disable it so I got a taste of what's it like to be well wished by the masses. The numbers were unexpected, but I had fun replying.

Lets move on to the real fun. My birthday started off quite normally. 12am and I was sitting in my dark dorm room accompanied by Emy's snoring. But I was content, happy even. Before that I was having a pre-birthday buka puasa with Najjua at Ikea. Meatballs and Almond Daim baby! We had some drink from Starbucks that tasted like orange peel. But hey, everything seemed to taste better during Ramadan. A month of appreciation? I can certainly hope so. Selamat Berpuasa Everyone, bytheway!

So after that's done, I was expecting a late-night hang out with Najjua, she said she had some discussion with a few friends at her college.. Or so I thought. While I was busy replying wall posts, I got a call to get down. I put on some deodorant and rushed down, even leaving my facebook still online.

There she was waiting at the bus stop with a long white scarf.

"Do you trust me?"

ooooookaaayyy.. Lets just say I do k sayang? Haha. So my eyes were squeezed and pressured by that scarf, I got in the car and Lady Gaga was blasting in my ears courtesy of Najjua's Ipod. Seriously, it was totally deafening, I was at the back seat and even the driver (Mashi, thank you so much, btw) heard it.

For sure Mashi was driving. I could tell under the blindfold. Najjua wouldn't drive that fast. So after a shuffling of a few incomplete loud songs, we finally stopped. The place was awfully silent, there was running water, and it was humid. I couldn't analyse it much. Bieber was beating on my eardrums. I really thought I was in some kinda forest. How fast did Mashi drove?!

She counted, "1, 2, 3" and W.T.F.

MY GOODNESS. Lit scented candles. I couldn't believe it. Thank you, you aweome awesome people. Jubili, Jan Jan, Skem, Ikan, Mu'iz, Najwa, Mashi, and Najj. Also, people in the planning, Nad. Would love for you to be there weyh.

Yes that is a lot of candles. For every letter, I well wished everyone. My family that well wished me from a distance, you will always be in my heart. My dear beloved, my good friends, and those who enriched me throughout my life. My homeland, and the home I found within myself right here.

After all that's done, we took a wrong turn thanks to me and ended up hanging out in some restaurant called Strawberry Fields. At least the food was nice, just that the prawns are hellishly small. Oh how I miss the seafood of Sabah. Me, Najjua, and Mashi (our personal JAIS who sleeps on the job. hehe.) went to Bukit Jalil to send back Skem.

Everything turned back a bit normal. We headed back, got some sahur from pelita and dropped off Najjua and Mashi.

but seriously that wasn't the end of everything. Happy and thankful for that, I am. A bit shocked of that fact actually. What was next? Ikut cerita, makan Chilis for buka puasa..

To cut it to around 5pm on the day of my birthday itself, after multiple renderings of time and venue, we got out with the intention to eat big for buka puasa... Or so we thought, again.

We spent about a 2, 3 hours or more trying to find my bloody cake. Haha. Look at the irony. I'm the birthday boy and I'm picking up my own birthday cake. But hey, it's a birthday cake nonetheless. Its banana chocolate in case anyone's wondering. Classy, with a touch of jest. Just like me. Haha. Here's what happened at the cake shop:

would you like candles with the cake?

Uh.. Honestly, it's actually my cake so... Uhmm.. Tak payahlah.

haha. I should get an award for that. They probably think I'm this psycho loner who buys himself a whole birthday cake coz nobody wants to celebrate anything with him. But they don't have my blog URL so the can continue the pity without any verification. Cewaaahh. Ayat legal tu. The abrupt cewaaahh is very Pn. Izzura-ish.

So everything else went according to natural order. Parking, waiting for the tables, ordering, eating... Normal kan? Sorry never ate at chili's before. Hehe. Awesomee gilaaaaaa. Then that's as far as normal went that night. It went way out of normality up to the point that I forgot what I ate that night! Chicken? Lamb? Hmm. Pina chilada! I remember there was ice cream.

As I was melahap and taking pics with Najjua, then came a creature out of nowhere. Happy Birthday! Haha. Surya. Surprised the bejeebers the out of me! Heart attack weyh! No wonder Najjua kept looking outside. Like. Wow. Najjua, even treating me to chili's was too much to begin with... I'm awfully, awfully grateful.

There was cake, there was the one, Najjua, and there was my best friend. Expensive food, a celebratory atmosphere.. Fuhh. I seriously couldn't ask for more. Surya even baked cooookiesssss. And yes Sur, very nice attempt on the card, but did you seriously think you'd topple mine 2 years ago? Haha. But thanks though. I know I won't be lonely at the top with you guys around.. Just make sure you climb with me :p

Did I miss something? Oh yes, Aiman! Haha. Sorry dude. This short paragraph is dedicated to you. Thanks for being there.

oh oh oohhh, almost forgottt. I only tasted a wee bit of the cake coz somebodyyy decided to go all Sparta on me and made the cake my hair gel and facial cream. And creamy, it certainly was.

Surya started it with "okay, I go get the guy, you go get the girl." after she smudged some bits and pieces of the cake on my face.

so 'innocently' I gave Najj's gebu cheeks some facial treatment, so to speak. comel. Did she take it well? Well let's just say I won't be repeating that anytime soon.

she took literally a handful of cake and went all spartan on my face, really. All she was lacking is some violent catchphrase. It wasn't just the face. My hair confirm kena. She went for another round. This time with MORE cake. My jeans and my shirt was covered with bits and bits of chocolate banana. No way I'm cleaning that myself. Pity the next laundromat I decide to dump my clothes on.

Chili's became a saloon.

fun, fun night. memang hebat gilalah Najjua with the two surprises. My girl tu. Any challenges? I don't think so..

You seriously have no idea how amazing that girl is really. You would think after all that they'd be no more. But if you noticed I never mentioned any gifts amidst the spectacular surprises. It comes only afterwards, about 20 minutes before my birthday officially ends.

As we were heading back to the car with arguments where we should go next (we always have no idea where to go), I noticed a plastic bag at the back of the car. I thought it was her laundry. Then when we finally sat down, she pulled it from the back and gave it to me as a last surprise.

i don't think anybody could've contained themselves. Though it was a relatively small gesture compared to the other two things the pulled off, but it was not less meaningful. A Pull and Bear jumper. Yes, I had to mention that. Nobody ever gave me such a thing. Another is a a box full of tokens that could literally last me for this four years.. I'd like to elaborate more on this but I don't want anybody to steal this idea of hers. It's like a total manifestation of all that love boiling inside. Sweet. I'd like to keep that to myself thank you very much.

So to recap..

I have a totally awesome girlfriend.
I do have people caring for me, no matter how far they might be.
It was the most meaningful, mostthoughtof, and hearttouching birthday ever. In short, the best birthday I ever had. Everrrrrr.

Oh, did I mention I have an awesome girlfriend? Oh yes I do~

All in all, I never would have expected you to pull off such an awesome awesome birthday celebration for me. I'm deeply touched. I love you Najjua.

May we last <3

The vanilla trip.

2010-02-13T09:20:00.000-08:00

I'm currently bored in the bus, trying out blogging using my e72.

Jubili is asleep, poor guy.

Lets see what happened today.

We walked out of my hostel to section 2, ate some nasi campur with a huge vege, an overcooked fish and a cute looking watermelon. Well, I ate, Jubili watched. He had lunch prior to me asking him to accompany me to go out.

Then we took the U80 to Central Market. We thought the One Utama bus picks up people there. No.. They changed the route so KL Central was the place to go to. Grrrrr.

"So, we have to walk to Central?"

"Oh yes, but don't worry, it's just a short, straight road."

Hahahaha. Yeah right it was. It was one and a half kilometres away. We went through old KL Central, through a road where all the trees were either dead or dying, through a small suspicious-looking tunnel and got lost (finally) so we just decided to follow this Indian guy from afar. Never thought that would work.

So yes, central station. No waiting of the bus really. It was just there. I knew it was too good to be true! We were around Uptwon where the U82 broke down! A RapidKL bus, breaking down. very inappropriate timing. I think the driver had a hard time shifting gears. hurm.

"Jub, wake up. The bus broke down."

So we walked, again. We passed some shops and found a familiar petrol station. Familiar to me at least, this was Jub's first time going to One Utama. So we walked and walked until Jub realised (with the help of his Google Maps) that we're heading to Tropicana City.

"Are we heading to Tropicana City? That's the exact opposite of where we're suppose to be going!"

The thing about exact opposites is that if you caught yourself being in one, just do the exact opposite lah. So we did a reverse journey. Walked, and walked, through a neighbourhood of tamed dogs and SMKDU. then we saw the most happiest thing today. That big ass OU clock with the thermometer! *Ques choir girls saying "aaaaaahhhhhhh" with a bright spotlight atop both of us*

So yeah, it doesn't take a genius to figure out the first thing we both did was enter the toilet. Refreshing. What was retarded about the journey is that a lot of the shops were closed!! Gong Xi Fa Cai Shop Closing Syndrome (GXFC-SoCloES) I call it.

I don't know, It took me and Jubs about 20 minutes to find a nice shirt? yeah. Around that time. So with that, we headed off. So we walked to the bus hub. I got frustrated about 15 minutes in. Then, Jubs prayed for a bus and he got two! deih.

When we reached KL, it was raining. grr. we need to cross the road again to get to the U80 bus.

"Hey this is the famous KL acid rains! You can't make stuff with plastic here. its all gotta be glass or it'll corrode."
"Amazing."

So to make it short, we fought the rain, lost, then stayed under the rain to wait for the bus. Thank Gawd we had good seats in the bus. Fuuh.. tiredness.

All of that just because I wanted to buy a black button up shirt for the dinner this coming saturday. Oh, and to meet her! :D Fuh. Very worth it.

I still smell like vanilla :)