School And The Camp

We went for a camp at Kem Desa Selesa, Tanjung Malim, Perak on the 4th and 5th of July 2009. It was a nice get-out-from-school days.

On the 4th, we had to go to school since it's a school day thingy. So yeah,all the 89 of us went. But we were released at 12.30, which, was only 30 minutes before school end. Yeah, damn it. So then, around 2 something, we left the school compound gratefully. When we reached the campsite, we settled down in tents and dorms. Right then, we had some activities and we were left free after that. So you know what did the guys do. Sleep, for most of them.

That night, we went for nightwalk. Then, the next day, we went for Orienting and Kembara, Water Confidence and Flying Fox. Then, we went backto scholl. Welcome to hell, bebeh.

And right now, I'm at school, accessing internet through wifi, HIBSWIFI, using Nanda's cell phone. I'm just so bored. Hehh..

[p/s; back pain]

Readers?

Once, someone came into your life without telling. Once, someone told you that you're the best friend ever had. Once, someone was always there to help you; telling you that you can get through every obstacles. Then, because of just one little phrase that you didn't mean to say killed your friendship.

First, you were never alone. First, you were never to walk on your own. First, you were never to have to stand without any other hand to help. Yet, because of one careless mistake you did showed that as if you never appriciate it and care less about it.

Was it not enough? Was it just a game for you? Was it his/her fault? No, it was more than enough. No, it wasn't just a game for you. No it was your fault. But there's nothing to be done.

It's too late to reverse it back. It's too late to realise that you were to be blame. It's too late to feel the pain. And you know that he/she will never accept your hand for him/her to hold it again.

Now, he/she got over it. Now, he/she is talking to someone else very gladly. Now, he/she is ready to be with someone else again. But somehow you wished that he/she would want to talk to you again; build whatever you crushed before.

You wish you never said that upsetting words. You wish that you never let him/her go. You wish that whatever happened was a dream. Still, you know you live in reality.

[p/s; Who am I writing this to?]

The New Hair =]

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Yes? No?

Mom and Dad sent me back to school last night [14/6/2009]

I really didn't wish to come back here. And it's not for the school, but for what -make it exact, who- is here. Well, that's for the most reason.

School school school.. I hate it. I just hate it here. I want my OLD life back!!!!!! Colour it with a lot of cheerful colours, so that, whatever kinda of dark life I'm living in right now will never exist. Can you just imagine a life without any source of light? Or rather to say, you lost the light because of your own carelessness. 

Like, you went into a forest at night and you had a very bright, helpful and comfortable torch light, but then, you tripped, and you lost it. AND it went off, leaving you in the dark. Having nothing to hold onto, you just have to walk and walk and walk to find your way out of the forest.

Or, you fell down after tripping. You had a very deep wound on your knees. You tried hard to walk home. And on your way home, someone held out a caring hand to help you out. You accepted it, and you could stand firmly on the ground. But when you fell again, you let go of the warm hand. Hoping when you look up, you'll find the owner there. But what happened was vice versa. That person wasn't there to help, not even to look at you. But just walk away. Leaving you there, trying to stand on our own feet; bleeding.

Just to say that, whenever there's someone to help you, to be with you at your worst, hold him. Grab him before it's too late. Let him explore you heart, just to search for any cracks for him to stitch it up. Do not close the door to your heart, and if your heart has a key, give it to him. Let him hold the key. But if you do lose him and could not find any space of forgiveness to forgive yourself, remember this, Let bygones be bygones. Regret is one thing, but to forgive is to open your heart for a better life.

Ask yourself, if you ever get the chance to know yourself again, would you do it? If you ever get the chance to grab the one you love again, would you take it? And if you ever get the chance to be loved again, would you ever let it go again?

[p/s; I'm writing this to myself]

Fall Season =]

Last Tuesday, 2nd June, Ellyn and I went to Secret Recipe for my lunch =D We used the 'taman' since there was this uncle yang kitorang don't really comfortable with. Hehe.. Then we saw one scenery yang agak jarang dilihat =D It looked like some kind of fall season kat Jepun; Sakura. So so. we took pictures :D

3rd June 2009

proof :D

Arul and I went to Pavillion today. We took cab to the Cempaka LRT station. And guess what? The taxi driver was so annoying. I mean, so what if I wanna shop at the Pavillion? MY MONEY!! :D okay, my DAD's money. But still, it's my job to use it :D
So so so, the story goes like this.
One fine day, Arul stopped a cab, a red cab. Driven by an uncle. And so, the taxi driver asked, "Kenapa nak pergi Pavillion? Barang sana mahal. Saya ni beli kat bundle je. Pergi Jakarta, Bali, DUBAI pun pakai short bundle je"
I was like, wtf? Lantak lah if I wanna shop there pun. Does my act bother you? No right? So what? So I smiled. Dalam hati, "Pakcik, saya dah pergi Dubai banyak kali dah. Tak kecoh pun"
Arul said, after all, he's just a Taxi Driver. DAMN bising je orang nak pergi shop sana. Bukan duit dia pun. Arul lah :D Not me :)

And that's the story

[p/s; yeah i know, ape sangat right?]

The Curve

Date ; 30th May 2009
Aim ; to meet Aztika for the last time :(

And the Grapetiser

Aztika The Girl, gonna miss you bebeh =]

[p/s ; would be even nicer is he's there]