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Keluhan hati Saturday, April 30, 2005 |

Sudahku duga. Dia tidak akan berubah. Apa lagi yang hendak dikatakan? Tiada siapa yang boleh merubah dirinya kecuali dirinya sendiri. Jangkaanku memang tepat. Kata-katanya hanya haruman wangi yang tidak bermakna, hilang ditiup angin. Aku sudah tidak larat lagi untuk berbuat apa-apa.



Sejak kebelakangan hari, aku telah mempelajari beberapa perkara.

Apa yang baik adalah baik dan apa pula yang buruk akan tetap buruk. Aku tidak boleh berdolak-dalih. Tiada bohongan yang baik. Tiada tipuan yang baik. Tiada sindiran yang baik. Memang ia silapku, untuk menagatanya begitu, menyindirnya. Dan kerana ini juga akan aku memperteguhkan lagi pendirianku; simpanlah sesetengah isi hatimu kepada dirimu sendiri. Berkatalah hanya yang baik.

Jika kamu tidak mahu memberitahu diri ini, tiada apa yang dapatku lakukan. Aku tidak mahu memaksa. Namun peluang tetap terbuka luas. Jika ada sesuatu yang ingin diluahkan, maka silakan. Pintu hatiku sentiasa terbuka untuk menerima apa-apa sekali pun, yang baik mahupun yang sebaliknya. Aku akan sentiasa sedia dan menunggu.

Kata-kata itu tiada gunanya, jika ia hanya diluahkan sekadar untuk menyakiti orang lain. Kerana, ia akan suatu hari kelak berpaling dan memanah dirimu pula. Tiada guna kata-kata jika ia tidak akan membantu. Kadangkala, kata-kata itu sendiri yang akan membunuh dirimu. Mencemar nama baikmu yang telah lama dan penat dibina. Kata-kata itu mempunyai kudrat yang amat hebat,berhati-hatilah ketika menggunakannya. Bersuaralah demi membawa ke arah kejayaan. Bersuaralah untuk mempertahankan kebenaran. Bersuaralah agar kamu hanya sekadar menegur. Berkatalah hanya dengan satu niat yang suci; berkatalah hanya untuk kebaikan.

Jika kamu mahukannya, carilah ia. Sesungguhnya permintaanmu itu sendiri sudah memadai

farnie stuff Sunday, April 24, 2005 |

I muz say this...after yesterday's night retrieval of some highly classified and highly interesting and highly entertaining document...I juz can't stop myself from...how should I say? Ok..it juz tickles me...really...I literally wanted to laugh out loud infront of my com but if I do that my family will think that I’ve gone bonkers...HAHAHAHAAHAHAHAAHAHAHAAHAHAHa...hahaz..ok..that wasn't sarcasm...that was really pure laughter..u ppl are really farnie...I'm not that type of guy and I’m darn thankful that I’m not like Padey..oh yar..this is another one...wad kind of fellow is he? Ok nvm..I shan’t criticize people..at least publicly..anyway he has done nothing wrong towards me...Oh my god...I didn't believe that you all will go to such an extent in interpreting my words..and damn it I’m definitely not like tt..i'll kill myself if I do...get j******over that thing? Ok..frankly speaking it is really stupid...to be like that..it was kinda funny..really...and yar..thought of a lot of things yesterday and I talked to myself about it...after that I kinda felt better...similarities in some things again...cool..entertaining stuff..really farnie...I shall laugh once more just to entertain myself...HAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAAHAHAHAAHAHAAHAHAAHAHAAHAAHAAHAAHAhaHAAH….hahaaz you ppl are wrong...haahaz...

[NOTE: Saarcasm NOT included ]

::: Unexplainable reticence :::

fight and...what look look? Saturday, April 23, 2005 |

Oh yeah...free day...so slack like hell...muahahz...lets flunk mid year...anyway that's juz crap...so sad..now no more Gundam Seed...last episode was last week..fortunately i got to watch it...damn touching..so nice...some sort of war anime...so cool....

today i wanna write about fighting....yeah..not that i was involved in one before but anywayz...let me write about some of my past childhood...

Last time when I was still a kid...i was also pretty inactive one...won't really talk...so maybe people thought i'm the shy shy soft soft type...well hell no...that statement was and is wrong...okay...lets stop digressing...so there was this particular day when my family andn I visited my grandparents...that time i think I was still small..perhaps about 4-5 yrs old...anyway..my cousin from malaysia was there too...and at my grandparents house there were always toys in which i was interested in...so actually, like what you people might have guessed...I fought over this toy with that cousin of mine... so then it was like being said that i actually had punch him and his nose bled or something...not that i can really recall...that was like 10 yrs ago...so yar..i didn't really know that i could get really violent and i wonder whether i am still violent now...hmm perhaps I shuld try beating some people up...haahz..anyways..i wouldn't fight lar...unless its really desperate and like the last resort type of situation....

then it led me on to remember about another type of 'fight'...this one took place at about when i was primary 1 or 2..i cant remember...there was this chinese guy who sat with me at the back corner of the class..and everytime he sort of dared me to fight with him...i just ignored him at first...fight? for nothing...what kinda crap is that? i think he was in martial arts class and I guess he wants to brag about his power or something...anyway then one day he raised his leg and tried to kick me...then i just stood and hold his leg to prevent it from touching me..then he couldn't do anything...he got only one footing on the ground and the other was in my hands...he was kinda stuck and then he couldn't stand it cuz there was no way he could retaliate...what stupid act...i think he havent learnt how to raect to that type of circumstances....haahaz..its kinda funny when i think back...hahaz..weird childhood i have..nevertheless it was interesting...

now i'm starting to recall on this teacher..to be specific the discipline master...there was this particular time..again it was when i was in p1 or p2...the teacher wasn't in class and i was caught making noise in class...then i actually got caned by him...ouch..what the hell...ok lar...i know its my fault...anyway it wasn't really severe i think... not that the pain lasted long...anyway before i graduated whaen i was in p5 or p6...he passed away...he was respected by many and actually i received news that he was actually a good and effective teacher...and was well-liked by his students..i have nothing against him but i always remember him by the first teacher who caned me...after that no more teacher had caned me up till now...hahaz... :)

one more thing i wanna touch one..actaully it had happened for quite a while... and i still cant find sort of...an answer...the thing that sometimes bother me is how people actually look at me...their eyes..i dunno what i can derive from those looks...they seem to be the same but each time i look into their eyes i cant figure out what they are thinking about..its not the one look type...its like they will look at me for quite a while..as if i reminded them of someone they know...i dunno...then juz now...i was walking in my vicinity..i was wearing my class b.ball jersey...and people like look at me as if i was wearing something inappropiate...doesn't mean i'm malay i cant wear b.ball jersey right...yar..i know got chinese characters on it but so...what? aiyo....weird...

before i end off...wanna say HAPPY BIRTHDAY BRO!!!!!...he's more cute now...i find him rather adorable...hahaz.. :)

::: There's no morality in war :::

lAzy... Friday, April 22, 2005 |

fuck disturbance 18

inteference anger 3yrs

homework tapping lonely
war control

bet 100%-win infringement of privacy?


zero/lack understanding blind? words=weapons

atomic bomb missed moments
license thanks dad chances

class 2 big mac=iced milo 5a.m.
happy b'day bro energy drained

response presence reticence

Too lazy and ignorant to construct proper sentences. I'm starting to believe that I'm born not to talk that much. It was fun jumbling up words. Dissappointed? Sort of...by many things... :)

::: Courage beyond description :::

last day of CCA Saturday, April 16, 2005 |

Yesterday was the last day for me to have an official training with NCC. Now at the end of the road, I am both sad and happy to leave. Sad because I really enjoyed myself in NCC. Happy because now I can go full throttle on my journey to excel in my academics.

We had PT yesterday and I guess it was fun. The juniors and I were in "long four" attire going through "hell on earth". The weather was favourable as well. It was kind of funny that only Jason and I were wearing uniform to do PT alongside the juniors and seniors. It was the last training for me and so I thought that it would be rather good if I were to wear my uniform. I really like to wear it even though it goes without a brand of some sort...because it merely belongs to a class of its own. I find it prestigious and honourable, to be able to wear it and I don't like it when cuckoos do. Cuckoos who disgrace that uniform. When being in that uniform, I believe that no one should settle for less than doing their best, fulfilling their utmost ability.

Somewhere, somewhen, somehow, I heard one of my counterparts saying, "Those who want to do PT in full-u are crazy." I simply didn't say anything. Basically because I'm on the other side of the argument. I knew the juniors were going to wear full-u to carry out the activities and being myself I understand what is the meaning of being a leader.It is simply inappropiate for a leader to allow the people below him to be in a much more difficult or uncomfortable position than he is. I told myself, " If long 4 is what they wear then I shall do the same." All along I have always hold on to such ideology. No way am I going to let the people under me suffer more than I do, simply because I'm a leader. Finally, I have learnt to realize that NCC had nurtured good values in me, shaped me into a better person as a whole. And as of yesterday, I am so ever proud of my rank which are on both sides of my arms...a 2nd Sergeant.

Kudos to NCC for having shown me the positive and negative attributes of a person. I'll be proud to have joined NCC (and hockey also) if one day I were to turn back and take a look at my secondary school life. To those leaders after my batch, hope that you all will stay united and maintain the standard of NCC. I pray hard that none of you will annihilate the good name that NCC holds. And to the rest of the juniors, I hope that I had show you all, in my small little ways, the positive characteristics that one should have. Just remember, be a man of your own kind, be different ( in a good way) and go all out to make a change for the better.

" Every individual is a complex and unique mosaic."

One more thing before I bring this to a close. I am sorry that all this time I have not maximise my potential. It is unfair and selfish of me not to have tried harder to utilise my potential to its peak. If I were to have done so, you people might have attained greater achievements. But somehow, along that line of history, things had not permitted me to unleash the god-given flair in me. Maybe I had released some of it recently, but I guess it's too late. This does not only go to the juniors but also to anyone who are victimised by this weakness of mine...especially to the one who is on center stage of my love life.

" Leaders are men who go into battle against incredible odds, knowing that they might not return home, but they went anyway, ready to sacrifice themselves so that others might have the chance to have a better life. A leader puts others beyond self."

For the past few weeks or so, I have been pondering over the happenings that are taking place in my social life. 2 parts to it. One with regards to my friends, the other, a special one.

You have explained yourself, I know and I accepted your apology. But somehow, due to your previous actions, it is too much for me to comply to your needs. And I am sorry to say that I am left my feelings to take the driver’s seat for this aspect of my life. And I don't want to control my emotions. If I do, I'm afraid that I'll be putting up a drama. I have somehow given up hope. It will take a miracle for us to go back to normal. I just want to say that I am not trying to do anything. I am letting this what you call ''friendship'' succumb to fate. Simply because I've lost hope. I have this doctrine in me; to gain a friendship from me will be quite easy but if you have repeatedly carry out actions regardless of intendency, it will shatter that friendship that has been built. And to reform it, it will take loads of hardwork and a miracle to accomplish. If you think it's unfair, then I guess its just too bad. To put it in simpler words, once you've abused or lost my trust, it is going to be hell for you to get it back and in the process, unfairness might saturate the situation. As of now, I am sorry that our friendship means nothing to me. It will take God to open up my heart to accept you again. And that is the only way possible. The one and only way.

Like heating sugar, it's an irreversible reaction.

To my other friend, we had a roughly good relationship. Nevertheless, it is not the type that would fit into my idea of the "highest level" of friendship. Neither is it close to it.

Your characteristics have sometimes caused fissures in our friendship. I have tried not to cause more cracks and so far it seemed to work. I have successfully look pass your imperfections. Just to let you know, quite a few people who are kind of against you and I won't mention who. But its not the type of "all out against you" basically because you haven’t done anything wrong.For me I just take it that you are just like that. We ( as in a few boys whose names I shan't mention) have come to agree that somehow you are or appear to be much more closer to "our" girls. Not that we object to you being friends with them or what but due to human nature, it arouses that feeling of jealousy. Its something like you being a lady's man or something like that...anyway...It's not really a major problem with me because I've justified it. And I can safely say that I am used to these things that can cause the jealousy in me. Anyway, in relation to this issue, one of us had said, "If my girl doesn't confide in me, it is like as if she doesn't trust me." And I'm sure you know what is likely to happen if there is no or little trust in a relationship. Whatever it is, I won't beat you up or anything...but should it go too far then...I don’t know. I hope that everthing will be as per normal even after I've written this.

Finally...I can get to you.

Monotony had crept in between you and me. I'm getting restless with the uncertainties that are lurking and circling around us. And now I have made my decision. Yes, I have plucked up my courage to finally settle with something.
First things first, I clearly have no idea on how you are feeling right now and what are your intentions. It has been quite some time since I've heard any news about you. To tell you the truth, I get jealous due to the certain things or at least words that are sourcing out from you. If you do it unconciously then I guess it's ok. But if otherwise...then it's rather painful for me. Anyway I don't know what they are for but these tiny weeny things are making me rather anxious. Maybe you do it because it seems that I'm doing it too? I don't know...I have no idea what they are for and I don't want to speculate about it. What I'm sure is only about myself. I like you still. But on your side, I am doubt it sometimes. Nevertheless I've decided to be brave and take risks. With that I mean that I will fully trust you that you are still having the same feelings for me despite what others are have or going to say. Before making this decision, I was uncertain of your liking towards me. But I guess I was just being paranoid and insecure and I absolutely abhore myself for that thus the decision.

I will settle with this "plan". I know that I wouldn't want to have any relationship tie between us, yet. That means to say that I'm going to "leave you alone" to lead your own life and me my own life. I will preserve this feeling for you and will come back to it when the time is right. And that " right time " will take years. That right time will be when we are ready for it and that means that we have reach that point of stability in life. It is very, very far-fetch I know. But I believe in it anyway because I think it's the best for both of us. I don't want us to stop each other from attaining what we want. You will be the one unless my feelings changes. But there is a high possibility that it won't happen. I'll be waiting for you, to get you at the right moment somwhen in the future. I'm getting more certain about it especially after I've wrote it down. I received sound waves that I'm not the type that you would wait for 10 years or what so ever...well, I may believe it but I don't give a shit about it. It won't be a hindrance for me to reach that " right time''. I'll persist. By taking this move, I am definitely opening up myself to possibilities of great disappointement. There'll be an indication in this blog from this entry onwards and if that indicator changes, the sad truth will most probably be that I have given up on you. I hope and pray hard that I won't have to face that type of music. I really don't want to.

In your previous entries, you've mentioned that the least I could do was not to "ignore" you. Now I'll do my best to explain.

Yes it seems that I'm ignoring you. It seems. But I don't. Anyway, if in the future I were to treat you as a friend there will be only 2 possibilities that could have happened to me. One: I have succeeded in breaking down the awkward barriers which to me will be good news. Second: I may not like you anymore. And it dreads me even to think of the latter. It is something that I will evade as much as possible. I just can't let it happen.

Hope things will work out. But like you and me and everyone else knows, we can't control the future. The future is something which is pretty subjective to changes.

::: Said what I wanted to say :::

games day is fun. Saturday, April 09, 2005 |

Muahahaz...I'm getting pretty psychotic nowadays. Yar. Spastic horse. That's what Kenny commented during NCC training last Tuesday. Let's see what I did during that training...

I went down to the part A then I told Hakim that I wanted to test their drills because I haven't heard and seen theirs before. They were at the parade square in front of the flag poles and behind were the netball girls training. So then they were like damn serious. I gave out the command but I tricked them lar...by saying semula.right after that I laughed a horendous laughter. I laughed damn loud and very spastic lar...I felt awkward myself. then almost kena kick by kenny. ok lar..telling it here might not sound funny...only the ppl there will know it...

Anyway, had games day on thursday. Got 1 medal. bronze. Feeling? nothing.nothing.nothing.

I'm really sorry to the other 3 ppl who were in the team..i actually didn't expect to win..don't ask me why..but yar...i wasn't really enthusiastic abt it. my idea was go there..run, go home. dun care whether lose or win. What im sure is that I run my race with everything that I have. Don't get the wrong idea..it doesn't mean that i didn't do my best or what...its just that inside me...hopeless. tt's the reason why i was so cool headed that day...still could play a little bit of soccer before that. yar practically, I didn't really care whether we win or not.

but the result was cool. not abt the medal lar. but more on my performance. a few came up to tell me tt i was damn fast. took yaba pills..wadeva...i dunno lar...i juz feel that I wanted to get it over and done with. And i actually kept my promise to haikal. I was there first. yay. I still can recall that run of 100m long. i savour more of that moments when i started and ended rather than the win. when at the starting line, my pulse was increasing but not very bad...i kept myself relax..because i didn'treally care abt the outcome. Lose lose lar..so what..yar..that was what my attitude was that day.

Then went home with Jason. Cool man. I feel great talking to him. Haven't had a long talk with him for quite a while. And I was right. He has changed and I'm glad it's for the better. At least this friend of mine is 'improving' and actually know what his problem is and tries to rectify it. I feel happy for him. We actually brgin to open up more to each other.

Today had hockey tournament. Pretty boring in the beginning. I actually didn't feel like playing. Feeling pretty lousy these days. I think Mdm Ros noticed it in my face. I wasn't really being myself. And then she like sort of make jokes and it sent me off laughing. But it has pretty little effect. The 'lousiness' feeling was even greater when things went wrong in the middle of the tournament. Tuck Wen was with me in the defence. Through my perspective, he did made mistakes and since I was like feeling shitty, I sort of scolded him a lot. But ya...his play irritated me to the max today. It was lucky that I was tired. It could have been much worse. And yar...one of the Northland boys questioned whether was I 'gila'. Yeah man...you bet, I was. Then in the quater-finals match, I scolded Tuck Wen really badly and he was like telling me not to scold him too much because he was doing his best. I was pissed so I didn't really reply. Mdm Ros was like sort of on my side. She told Tuck Wen what was the real complication and told him what are the changes that are to be made.I was like..ok lar...to me, whatever....ya I know ALL of us are trying our best. Sorry manz..maybe I got PMS today.

And today, it is actually Nikeman's( mr peter lim ) bitrhday. And the hockey boys were cute. Alvin consolidated the money from us and then bought some cake for him and Mdm Ros when we were going home. And the cute part was we sang Mr Lim a birthday song outside Raffles Shopping Centre where the Cafe Larte is. It was pretty nice and Mr Lim's face was like so red. Hahaz...hockey rawks.

Then some of the hockey boys went to eat at Burger King. We did talk about a lot of things and shared personal information. We exchanged views and it was pretty good. All of us talking and laughing together, eating together. I just hoped that it was the whole team there. I get to know that I'm not really alone in this world. There are actually people who thinks the same way as I do. Basically it was nice spending time with them especially now that we are going to resign from hockey soon. Hmm...sad..hockey is so fun...

Oh ya..one last thing. I now have a clearer picture of what ego really means. After looking at the dictionary's definition of ego and its likes and after having a living example, I get to see what ego really is and some of its effects.

::: He's so ego :::

melayu bez... Sunday, April 03, 2005 |

I can't believe this. I'm actually feeling a tinge of hatred. Somehow, through the passage of time my heart has been inured by the actions of people. I guess I'm not strong as yet, emotionally and spiritually.

I can't seem to stop myself from thinking bad about others. What is happening to me...I don't know. I guess I'm kinda lost. Feeling pretty sad because of things that I'm not doing right I think. Sometimes, I wished that I have not come to Commonwealth. But as I think of it again, I know and can see that I was brought to this school for a hell lot of reasons of which is healthy for my development and growth.

I've came across a Malay poem in the newspaper today. It's nice even though it is composed by just simple words. Nevertheless, it leaves a mark. Nice poem.

So here it is, the poem.

DIAM

Berdiam diri bukan bererti satu kebodohan
Kerana banyaknya bercakap adakalanya
mengundang kepalsuan
Bilamana kepalsuan sudah tercipta
Maka diam itu akan lebih mulia
Di kala berdiam
Usah dipandang satu kekalahan
Kerana diamnya penuh dengan pengertian
Ia membawa ke arah kemuliaan
Jangan mengganggap berdiam itu satu penghinaan
Hanya kerana tidak mahu luahkan perasaan
Bisa juga diamnya berisi membuahkan
ilmu bijaksana
Ilmu yang bakal dikongsi bersama
Jika tidak ada apa-apa yang perlu diperkatakan
Berdiamlah itu yang seelok-eloknya
Jadilah seperti diam-diam ubi berisi
Bukan diam-diam ubi berkarat

Faridah Taib

Hmm..looking at the poet's name, I wonder if she is Mirshasha's sister. Well, anyway, that's it. Hope that this week will be much better.

::: I want to be a Captain :::

Sad/ Happy Day Friday, April 01, 2005 |

Before I start, i would like to warn readers that I'll be talking rubbish after this paragraph. So if you think I'm complaining, yes I am. If you have a problem with it, get lost.

What the hell man...I was so looking forward to today until something happened yesterday night. Shit manz...his problem has become my problem. Like I don't have enough of them...

And so today started really badly. Felt weak to the max. Eyes were drooping and the matter yesterday was stuck inside my head. My mind was whirring, thinking of what the shit am I supposed to do. Then suddenly I felt unwell. Blocknose, headache. Luckily got free period. Could take a rest for a while. Damn it after that I got migrane. Fortunately it wasn't one of those hardcore ones. Bloody hell. I'm supposed to enjoy today but instead, I have to attend to some fucked up shit. So on the whole, from morning to after Friday prayers, everything was like shit.

I am very grateful to my CCAs. They kept me away from thinking of that bloody problem. Thanks a lot. So it got better. I wasn't really as stressed as I was in the morning. Had fun during NCC. Sang some songs. Even though they were dirty. It was like back to the old days. Felt really relieved. At least got things to laugh. I tried to think of the problem but the times with my green companions were just too great even though there was nothing special. Then had hockey. Scored one goal at last, after numerous times of trying. It was damn sweet. Yay...so fun.

Going out tomorrow, despite the tons of school work. Hmm...got things to look forward to. Yay.

::: Sorry w/o a change is bloody useless... :::