1.30.2008



Dum Di Dum
This entry is done in school, a last minute rush of thoughts, a moment of inspiration, so pardon the lack of logic and thought.
Im suppose to be in nano and society. However, I had to rush down to the lab, a sort of appointment. Sorry Filz, Ramzi and Fren (i forgot ur name). I try to make it for next week...my very best. Promise!
The past 2 weeks have been intresting, I hang out with new people as well as those old buddies that I rarely meet nowadays. Im getting myself involved in something that I fear terribly. However, I suppose some things cant be helped. I dread uncertainty.
Some call it destiny, some call it fate, I call it a bridge of opportunity. Destiny is something like an opener you noe. It initiates, the source of a reaction. wheter you choose to take that path shown to you, or not, its purely up to you. Thats how destiny works. We write our own fate. Who we are ten years down the road, where we will be will be the result of our own actions. Not a predetermined force that has already specify our course of life. Only death is certain. Nevertheless, its unwise to dwell on the work of GOD. Let him do his work and we, do ours. As his loyal servants.
I passed her a book which I hope she will read, It helps at this times of need. You dont need loud music, nor the high from things, you just need to tell HIM your problems, and amazingly, you will find the peace that you seek. So its a tried and tested experiment. I did it.
If you think im in love.....well I dont noe....
Love has been a kinda phobia to me now....prolly cos nobody seems to appreciate it as much..nobody as in my partners. Whats wrong about falling so madly in love with someone. I dont think its a crime. However to most, its an opportunity. To take advantage of. Im not the sort to sweet talk girls, im not the sort who lies about my existance. Im just one word. Sincere.
Love is a force created for us to enjoy and cherish. Its pure and serene.Its just sad that its often sadly manipulated for ones greed.
Hope is free.....and I hope......that one day.....id get that wish
For ive waited....patiently I have......
and if thats not enough...id wait even longer....till an angel drops from the heavens
and give me her wings...
(this is weird....Im feeling so emo right now.....dammit)
Ok before I do further damage, Id like to sum it up by this song called bleeding love. enjoy.


Closed off from love I didn’t need the pain Once or twice was enough And it was all in vain Time starts to pass Before you know it you’re frozen But something happened For the very first time with you My heart melts into the ground Found something true And everyone’s looking round Thinking I’m going crazy But I don’t care what they say I’m in love with you They try to pull me away But they don’t know the truth My heart’s crippled by the vein That I keep on closing You cut me open and I Keep bleeding Keep, keep bleeding love I keep bleeding I keep, keep bleeding love Keep bleeding Keep, keep bleeding love You cut me open Trying hard not to hear But they talk so loud Their piercing sounds fill my ears Try to fill me with doubt Yet I know that the goal Is to keep me from falling But nothing’s greater Than the rush that comes with your embrace And in this world of loneliness I see your face Yet everyone around me Thinks that I’m going crazy, maybe, maybe But I don’t care what they say [Bleeding Love lyrics on http://www.metrolyrics.com]I’m in love with you They try to pull me away But they don’t know the truth My heart’s crippled by the vein That I keep on closing You cut me open and I.... Keep bleeding Keep, keep bleeding love I keep bleeding I keep, keep bleeding love Keep bleeding Keep, keep bleeding love You cut me open And it’s draining all of me Oh they find it hard to believe I’ll be wearing these scars For everyone to see I don’t care what they say I’m in love with you They try to pull me away But they don’t know the truth My heart’s crippled by the vein That I keep on closing You cut me open and I.... Keep bleeding Keep, keep bleeding love I keep bleeding I keep, keep bleeding love Keep bleeding Keep, keep bleeding love You cut me open and I.... Keep bleeding Keep, keep bleeding love I keep bleeding I keep, keep bleeding love Keep bleeding Keep, keep bleeding love You cut me open and I Keep bleeding Keep, keep bleeding love



can`t you even see through me? `` Wednesday, January 30, 2008

1.25.2008






PARALLEL LINES




Hey there, Look whos back.

Ok ive done the necessary changes for this blog, main pic is up and personally, it looked kinda good (isi bakul angkat sendiri nampak) HAHA. If you look closely, You can see the things that matters to me. the car, the guitar, and wat nots.

Ok hope thats enough for the brief introduction to todays post. Now, lets get things rolling, lets spill the beans.

Its week 3 here in NTU and things are looking fine as it is. Im kinda enjoying this few weeks with people, hanging out with new friends and etc. in a months time, I wont be seeing them anymore. As days go by, I see my days a student slowly slipping away.Im gonna miss all of these.

I gotta meet Harith, Rawdah, Shera, Mas, and the whole mats group B. People whom ive yet to meet is ferdy and gang. MANA SAK KORANG.

Anyways, today during Friday prayers, the khutbah was about Marriage. Its relating to the Divorce cases. While hearing all this, my mind starts churning, and fear creeps in. Seperation, Divorce, Broken families....somehow my body suddenly feel the chills. Obviously, noone in the right mind will think of having one. However, you know, sometimes shit happens, in this case, shit rolls downhill too, compromising children and loved ones. Its a sad journey.

I know im not supposed to be thinking about marriage and stuffs yet. However, I worry....worry that I cant hit it right the first time (Nauzubillah). May God shelter me in this journey, walking on the plains of falsehood on borrowed time, on cracked heels I wonder, aimlessly, before YOU showed me the path, and may YOU keep me on it, till my last breath...the breath which will utter nothing, but ur glorious name.

SubahanALLAH.

Im suppose you all know what parallel lines are right.By defination, they are two or more lines which will not intersect with each another from zero to infinity. Meaning. They will never cross.

However, some parallel lines only appear parallel. Let them run long enough, and you will notice that they will CONVERGE at some point. now you all must be cursing me by now and wants me to get to the point.Wats my point? well my point is, take our life as a line in the timeline of the universe. Obviously in this timeline, there are many more lines, of the billions or maybe trillions of people whom had walked on the surface of this Earth. Now..when lines intersect, it means that in that lifetime, These people crossed paths. They either converge after, or diverge. Now imagine that somehow, your line gets crossed by another unexpectedly. Someone whom you tot whose life's is alway gonna be parallel to u, but due to some weird force, it actually converges to yours.

This is not the first time somthing like this is happening to me. The previous one was around 3 years ago. And now, a new encounter is taking place. Im a bit cautious this time, Hopefully I can stay focussed. Like they say, if things were meant to happen, they will happen. If not, just glad that nothing bad comes out of it.

To my new found friends, Im glad i have the oppourtunity to know all of you.

May this friendship lasts a lifetime.




can`t you even see through me? `` Friday, January 25, 2008

1.15.2008



MAINTANENCE
Hey....wat happened to my blog pic.
Ok this sux....I think I have to tweek up this page
Add some blings to it
Pimp it up
Haha..too tired to think of anything rite now.
I need a good sleep.......
I need a g..oo.....d......
.ZZzzzzzzzzzzz


can`t you even see through me? `` Tuesday, January 15, 2008

1.14.2008



MUSIC

*Music, babes and what nots*

Im here again, it has been yet again a hectic weekend but hey...whats new.

Ok, highlights for the week, I met Soff online(webcam)!! She looked damn happy and I am so envious of her. Its always a dream for me to visit Japan. Shes living there for 2 years ! Anyways, we had a long talk and I had the opportunity to witness her cooking skills on real time. She was cooking Spaghetti . It was awesome. Gals who can cook RAWKS. (its rare ok)

Lately, Ive been thinking (yeah wats new yanz). Ok, its this pursuit of HappYness. Sometimes we think that we are happy, but we are just being delusional. We think that we are right, but in fact, we are afraid to acknowledge the truth. We want to believe that we are all that, but in fact we are no where near. We think that we are living in reality. But its actually a sad falsehood that we actually choose to conform to.

We are afraid of making choices, and we are are clouded with regret whenever a choice is made ( We actually do in one way or another, its just better to believe that we dont).

Its like music to the ears.....nice to hear and all...however if we listen carefully, what we actually hear is the voice of the songwriter and not of the singer. melodies masks the pain. To feel pain, we have to go through it. I believe i have my fair share of that.

The falsehood of our believe is sometimes beneficial to us. like it gives as motivation, to propell us further. Like to believe that we are happy, will bury all those sorrow and keep us up and running. However, if we over do it, we tend to lose touch of wats real, and wat we want to believe is real. There have to be a time to face all these lies.

Question is, are we ready for it.

You are your worst enemy.

So are you living in reality? are you real in the first place?

Go figure.

This is me yanto signing off, reminding you incase you forget, of the subtle things in life that you tend to overlook.



can`t you even see through me? `` Monday, January 14, 2008

1.10.2008



Amal Muharam
A Brand Start to a New Beginning.


*LoveDreams&Pain*

As the week progresses, as time passes me by at an instance, I stop to take a breather, to lenghten the seconds, to cheat time, to stop this Earth all together.
Now everythings in a pause, I stood and observe.
*depressing the REWIND button*
My week started off with a phonecall from the past. It was rather meaningful in a sense. I dont know if she realise why the arguments happen in the first place. Since shes apologising for most of the things she did in the past I hope she understood, why it occured in the first place. Anyways, im Happy for her. I hope she stops making the same mistakes. Cos seriously, It sucks being at the other end.
Have you ever felt as though accurances occur in a pattern, as though a message is being decrypted for you? Well, I came to realise that maybe, im picking up somethings from dad. Analysing and deducing. Ive been accused of assuming( give me a break)....seriously...deducing takes a lot more work.
A strange coincident happened the day after, A strange force just made me not go to my lecture as I was half an hour late. I met Maaruf at the canteen. We sat there for an hour an a half, talking about general stuffs, like politics, Islam and stuffs. It was an eye opener, and at times like this, Id thank god for giving me HIS knowlledge. After the next lecture, I went to the Mussolah( prayer room) for Dzuhur. There was something different about the prayer this time round. I was leading two brothers in the prayers and right after salam, after I was 'istirgfaring', I recited Surah - Alfatihah, slowly, verse by verse, and I started tearing. I always pray to GOD to let him open up my heart n appreciate his verses, I believe at that instance, somthing in me opened up. MashaAllah. The emotional rush that ran across my body. It was unbelievable.

I went to gym later, along the way, thinking about the occurances of the day, trying to see a connection, trying to make things familiar and relateble. I met her brother there. It was unexpected. And I went over and said 'hi'. Watever she said the day before did something to me. And I believe its screwing up my state of mind. I hope it will stop.

As I waited for the new year that Wednessday, the passed year flashed passed me in seconds, of all the things that I did. I felt ashamed, ashamed that I couldnt be that person that I should have been, and it instilled a kinda spirit in me, the awakening.

People say things just happen, Id say things happen for a reason. Lifes like a dynamo effect, one actions leads to another and another and so on. Each decision you make, its step that you take, wil leave a familiar mark, an invinsible pattern to the untrained eye.

*press play*

Sometimes, youd tend to observe more when you slow down. Do we always have to be in a rush? some things just need patience. That brings me to todays picture, LoveDreams&pain

"Many people have this idea that love is supposed to last forever But love isnt like that.Its a free flowing energy that comes and goes as it pleases.Sometimes its stays for life; other times it stays for a second, a day, a month or a year. So dont fear love when it comes simply because it makes you feel vulnerable. But dont be surprised if it leaves either. Just be glad that you had the oppourtunity to experience it" - Joel Kramer, adaptated by Neil Strauss.

That will answer the question why love aint enough. Cos seriously if you are planning to stay in a relationship. Love alone wont sustain it. You need commitment and trust. So if you have yet to realise this, do so now before its too late. Cos if your looking for just LOVE in a relationship, wothout commitment or trust, ur just kidding yourself.

This is me yanto signing off, reminding you of all the little things that you might have forgotten

peace, Wassalam





can`t you even see through me? `` Thursday, January 10, 2008

1.09.2008



THE SCREWED UPS

*Womens' Wrath*

I met a friend not long ago, even after all the problems and crap we have with each other, I put it aside for old times sake, he was down and he needs someone to talk to.

After the long talk, It made me realise something, something that im blessed with, a very loving family. I realise that its true that if you think that you are facing a hard time, theres always someone whos facing something worst. He was beaten and battered, and I just have to be there.

I grew up with values that are of love and respect. The words 'sorry' is never far from my lips for im not brought up with this ideology of ego. And when I do realise its existence, Its too late, my character and personality is far to solid to be swayed. Pride, I do believe in pride and to be clear, its not the same as ego. Pride is your self worth. Ego, is your 'face'. Pride is something that youd lay down your life for. With pride comes honour, and without honour, its not worth living.

I was once told that im not good at standing up for my partners, and that gals like being stood up for, they feel protected and sorts. Now my stand to this is again pride. As long as your pride is not compromised, to me its cool. Cos most of the time, its the ego that is being bruised, not your pride and self worth. I mean, Is it worth it ? To stand up for someone whom ur not even sure loves you with the same intensity as you do? Someone who doesnt show you the slightest sign that you have weight in their lives. We are not talking about the usual meet up and fone calls, its something deeper.....If you understand this, then you know wat im talking about.

However, If its for my family, friends who have been there for me, these people who have sacrifice something from their life to accomodate to my needs, without asking for anything in return. The sincerity of bringing back a lost smile without being asked to. This are the people whom id give my life to.

There are also people who have so much ego in them, that they cant show love, It seem so unatural and alien to do so in their opinion. The moment they open their mouth, something hurtful comes out of it, eventhough their heart is beaming with love. Its tough to understand them, but, i hope they lay back a bit and chill, A mountain of ego points is not gonna be beneficial if your not receiving the kind of love, or giving the kind of love that you should. Stop pretending and lying and for once, step out from that shell and speak from the heart. Before its too late.

Ive seen people, and this is from a personal experience, regretting not able to tell their love ones how much they mean to them, till its too late. Its better to spend a few minutes, seconds even of shame than a lifetime of regret. Do the maths, issit worth it?

Im running deep again, venturing deep in my thoughts and soul. Im often seen looking tired, often 'high' and this is something amusing to my friends. Theyd say I sniff glue or take drugs and stuff like that, and id play along, they are not eating to my self pride, its just stupid remarks which even a 10 year old can tell. The reason to this is maybe due to my late nights. I cant stop worrying and thinking. I think im cursed. Haha, my dad does this too, and I think this habit of ours contribute significantly to the monthly electric bills. Ive always longed for a peaceful sleep and a deep one, one which I can clear my mind off things for just a moment, and rest. I need to seek help. HAHAHA.

Its hard for us to accomplish the best in one lifetime. Its not impossible, but the percentage of success is small. If its high, then there wont be poverty would there, there wont be debts and problems. We will all be in eutopia. Its a game of choice and most of you already know this, Its how you priotise your life, carear vs family, money vs love things like that. You cant have both of them. My dad taught me that you cant have everything in life. To have something, you have to forgo the other. And he also said that If you love someone sincerely, you must learn to let go and not ask for anything back.I apply this to some of the decisions I made, Even if its gonna hurt me like hell. I dont deny it, I look up to him alot. He may not be the perfect Father, but he sure does try his best to be one. People might think that im a 'mummys' boy and such, BUT hey. after all they had done in bringing this family up and intact, am I gonna just live my life and leave them like that after I have all that I needed? No, its called gratitude, and to those who are still unaware of its existence, I feel sad for them.

Often I find myself at crossroads, and iI have to make decisions I wish I can avoid. Im told to not look back. But thats something that I cant seem to do. I dont keep books sealed tight, I just lock em up and throw the keys somewhere. At times if its worth it, Id search back for the keys, and at times, people find them for me.

Nothing in this world lasts. Its just a holding ground, the greatest curse for the sons of Adam. To wake up everyday, not knowing if youd see another day, and to brave the world as the tides comes and goes

This is me yanto singning off. To remind you in case you forget, of the subtle things in life that we tend to overlook.

peace, Wassalam.




can`t you even see through me? `` Wednesday, January 09, 2008

1.08.2008




GOODBYE 2007
Its the new year again and its time to say goodbye an farewell to a 2007
2007 was a roller coaster ride for me...an emotional one to be exact. There were times of joy and pain....there were times I was high on cloud 9 and times when I wish id just sleep forever and not wake up, to not relive the pain over and over again. It was a year that saw me make changes, changes that I swore to keep and implement. I am never gonna repeat watever mistakes I made, I am never gonna bleed myself over the past.
The idea of love and marriage, one which I have been stubbonly holding on to, the pureness of it all and etc, was forced to be let go. My beliefs in them came crashing down one day and ive not yet able to make a comeback I guess. So for the time being, they are what you may call, 'realised' (fantasy pulled to reality).
Ive been dropping like a rock, since i lost my wings, falling endlessly to the arms of self destruction, occasionally clinging on to loose items along the way, once drained, id fall again, and that was how I was for the a few months. BUT, I managed to get a firm grip soon afterwards, and have began slowly climbing back up again, taking a little step at a time, being patient and accepting things as they are. At times I wish I can fly back up again, but I know thats its impossible right now. Eventhough I have chances at flying back again, through the wings that flocked around me, I stubbonly choose the rugged path. Im afraid, to be led high up and then drop again like a rock. Or worst still, do the same to another. Id rather take my time, slowly, for I know good things comes for those who wait...and I shall wait.
Like the picture above suggested, dats the kind of thing ive been feeling for a long time. I want to find 'happYness'. Yes with a 'Y' like that Will Smith show. I want to go through it raw, experiencing all the cuts and bruises that goes along with it. And when I finally get it, then Id be THAT man, the man who have truly found happYness.
So as we bid farewell to 2007 and embrace 2008 with open arms, learning to let go of all those pain, anger and such. To just accept things slowly...to just take a breather at a time.
To look up in to the clear sky and having a new sense of hope
A hope that the right pair of wings will come by, pursuading this beated and bruised man to rise up together, A hope I know is possible to achieve for this stubborn heart does have its weakness. With the right key, I shall be free.
So to all you people out there, heads up and ride on.
Lifes a journey, and this is a new chapter of it....
Before I end this post, let me share with all of you a collction of pictures from the actress of 'Witch Yu Hee' , Han Ga In. Maybe I will imagine her face while making that long climb
:)







can`t you even see through me? `` Tuesday, January 08, 2008