tagged 4.0

List out the top 5 presents you wish for:
1. future.
2. people i care about. :)
3. a few good companies.
4. my dream house.
5. murcielago.

The person who tagged me is Eeo

Your 5 impressions of her:
1. shopping.
2. thick black frames.  
3. high entropy material.  
4. EATing's.
5. a real hottie (maybe a wee bit notti one). :P

The most memorable words she said to you:
(okay not exactly the words she said, but eeo understands)
1.  she likes reading so freaking much. (its a family thingee)
2. she knows a lot. 
3. i wanted other colours but i promised pink.
(lol. didnt expect this to come out, seriously.) :)

If she becomes your lover, you will:
drool. (wishful thinking) lol. :)

If she becomes your enemy, the reason will be:
im thinking hard. i accidently cut her hair bald?

Pass the quiz to 5 peoples that you wish to know how they feel about you:
1. edrea
2. dean (dean start doing already!)
3. wansin
4. adi asnawi shapawi (again again)
5. hui nee!

1. Who is No 1 having relationship with?
(edrea) she refuses to tell.

2. Who is No 4 having relationship with?
(adi) err, someone somwhere?

3. If No 3 and No 2 are together, will it be a good thing?
(dean and wansin) i dont think if they even know each other. but lol. maybe. maybe. 
okay dean's fans out there, please dont send me toxic apples.

4. What about No 4 and No 5?
(huinee and adi) i think nee nee wants to eat pork still. :P

5. What is No 3 studying?
(wan sin) gosh, i have no idea. ict/bis?

6. When is the last time you chatted with No 5?
(nee nee) erm, that day when i asked her to translate some mandarin figures for me. thankies! :)

7. Does No 4 work?
(adi) oh well, hes GOING to. and when he does, hes so treating me BIG dinner. right right?

8. Do you have any cousin in his/her own school?
(adi) yeah even my friend's friend's mother is in his own school. my dog knows what that means.

9. Will you be with No 1?
(edrea) erk. she keeps wheeing me.

10. How about No 5?
(hui nee) gosh. beh's gonna slit my throat and feed my ass to them lions.

11. Does No 2 have any siblings?
(dean) a sister i think. lol. as hot as dean? no idea.

12. How did you get to know about No 2 and No 4?
(dean and adi) ah dean, this question reminds me of fan4. *heart melts*
lol. adi's a beloved and dewa-ish coursemate. but gosh, forgot how i got to know you.

13. Where does No 1 live at?
(edrea) err, somewhere in perak?

14. How did you get to know No 3?
(wansin) erm, this i really have no idea.

15. Is No 5 the sexiest person in the world?
(huinee) wah! nee nee, ni sexy ma? ni chiang ni sexy ni jiu shi sexy de la. :)

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RAWRSS!

in the middle of somewhere.

rawr. rawr. rawr.

(what in the world am i doing?)

eat?

oh yea people people. 

pak D's in the house yo!

 

yeap thats me there, all in style and hip eih? 

pretty sure youve seen me around no?

this ma crib yo. we do all sorta business here eih.

we buy, we drug, we sell, we rob, we suck too ya know. all sorta trades eih; banks, students, anyone, anything at all man.

*whisper whisper* prolly not the lecturers tho man. you crazy? theyre like THE lecturers man. no way we gonna touch them. prolly theyre gonna write some letters in the.. e what? ...e-lurning to close me down.

  

but hey, whos gonna stop me now? me sells fragments of mayo-ed potatoes for 20 cents EACH wei. me sells plain no quality rice at 1.20 per plate. what else cant i do? rawr.

WHOS GONNA STOP ME NOW?

yeap, aint nobody.

show me your smelly faces i dont give a s**t. question me price but i still aint wanna care. i have my freaking calculator man, yeap that old school calculator. and i have that tone that 'melts' peoples heart eih apparently.

"empat ringgit SAHAJA"

tell you peeps a secret eih.

im thinking that i should, you know, charge 50 cents for every 100ml of air ya'll breathe in my crib yo. those cold air aint cheap eih.

what say you? 

d**n, im so smart. ill be filthy rich man. watch out, Pak D Gates' tailin b. gates!

disclaimer: yo pak D. dont feel offended okay? if you terasa, then you pandai pandai la. else, suits you. people will still come because lucky you, your crib's the hub. but hey, dont be over la. heck anyways, i still like your curry puffs. theyre the best man. :) try not to sell them 3 for RM1.50 tomorrow alright?

oh and, i very very hate that SAHAJA. can you please stop acting graceful?

when

when he said reject, hard luck,

when she said colour choices, but you said,

when he said my advice, decide,

when she said dear you, university life,

when he said wrong, being judgmental,

when she said siblings, i wonder,

when he said how is it coming, nods,

when she said i promise, never happened,

when he said under circumstances, poison words,

when she said a lot one time, hasty changes,

when He said nothing, having faith.

when she said im alright, youre not,

when he said missing you, true trust,

when she said pictured us, stopped,

when he said stumbled, be me,

when i say, meaning?

McDreamy

greetings people.

this time, jim is ranting about his dream ambition. he had always, always, always aspired to be an architect, until that very day he signed the hes-freaking-bonded-to-me-dont-even-think-about-hiring-him contract with PETRONAS. that babi slash khinzir, on the other hand, got what i wanted pulak in the purple school. how unfair.

now the only thing he can do is to be an architect wannabe. yes, a wannabe. :P

ive been modelling quite some buildings to date, using google's sketch up and home design deluxe 6. but most of all is with Electronic Arts' (EA) The Sims.

(the picture look a wee bit erotic huh? i googled it, not mine. dont aiyerrr me. :P i have a halo above me head okay?)

"chehhhh, i thought he models real houses. the sims nia. cut steam. i also know la." :P

ala, the sims offers quite powerful basic tools to build houses ma. and they play very very cheerful theme songs in the building mode as well. :P EA adds zillions of new furnitures and features into every new serie, and im loving their every addition!

i mean, some people play their sims for hours, making friends, fulfilling daily needs, *ahem-ing* on the love bed (dont think i dont know what you people do :P), building what muscles and all, but me, i spend days trying to build ONE house. lol. of course in all the neighbourhoods, my houses reign; biggest, most expensive, and most ridiculously furnished.

one of them came with 3 swimming pools and another with 2 plasma tvs in the master bedroom. yes, that ridiculous. oh and did i mention Jacuzzis in the guest room? :P

i think if them houses really do come true, i can bellow "PINK EEOOO!!" as loud as possible from the living room when i see her, and no one, no one will possibly hear me from the other rooms already. :P

probably grand-er than the late zakaria's house, minus the few tonnes of grande cars.

but heck, theyre seriously nice wei! if im ever that rich, ill just stay in those houses and feed on interest rates from them banks only. :P of course, visitors once in a while, parties or a good partner would be perfect. :)

ill be blogging about my dream house next time. lol :P

p/s: oh and btw, im on earth for while. one full day. :)

doggie! doggie! doggie!

oh just in case if youre wondering where i get the money to build them houses in the sims, try cheating. :P

somewhere far far away

and they lived happily every after. 

seasons in the sun

presenting international celebration night.

starring (from right: dean, pinky, eeo, and jim)

and jim's kacau and flabby very long and muscular hands. :P

glad we all went to the event and snapped loads of ridiculous photos wei, especially this >.< one! :P

i blame pinky and i demand royalty. no excuses. :P

but im suddenly reminded of this:

cultural melody night 2005.

i miss them much, especially her. where art thou in white land now? :) 

entropies ahoy!

saw this in eeo's so i decided that i should randomly shoutout as well. :)

oh yeah, if your name pops out first, youre the most important to me. most. very. and im going to marry you tomorrow.
and if youre last, ive prolly already forgotten about you already now.
and if i didnt mention your name, i hate you. :P

*edit: wei people, i was being oxymoronic la!*

*grins*

duh!

to You:
i pray that everything will go on smoothly and that we will continue to grow. Amen.

to mi and pa:
sorry i havent been calling a lot. go watch more movies, but dont call me and
"boy ah, you watch already ah? very good ah this movie!"
temptations. isk isk.
(nah i dont think theyre that cool to read my blog gua. :P)

to the babi in the purple school:
babi.. babi.. engkaulah ratu hatiku. bila ku berduka, you pisau me selalu.
babi.. babi..
(oh sorry if youre not so fond of 'babi'. maybe i should start using khinzir instead)
khinzir.. khinzir.. engkaulah babi hatiku. :P

to the real-room-dear/stranger:
thanks for everything dear. :) will try to sms every night, til you grow so bored of me. :P
have fun at home. and im looking forward to a long lost movie with sookmun and you again.

to the ever so cool girl down under in mitre street:
cheer up girl! sorry i havent been emailing yet. >< style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);">to my recent engineering project team:
people people, thanks for everything wei; the car, the support, the lab.. the everything. lol. you guys are really great.
hope we can one day work together again and prolly work on some sort of REAL mega projects. lol.
to the 24-7 missing one, i hope you learnt something. im mad at you, but heck, i dont need to anymore.

to eeo:
i still like your name. :) though havent been talking often these days, hope youre well and kicking. one day, we shall all
conquer kinabalu.

to dave boy:
my man, i miss you like crazy. i miss sitting beside you and hardip. (hardip is MIA-ing i think). i miss going to toilet together.
i miss us having to do crazy things. i miss us holding hands together. i miss our blue shirts. i miss our outings. i miss everything about us.

to that totally hot date who hates school THAT much (and maybe me too now):
yes, im thinking about you now. :P and get over hating school already. soon.

to the usual ex scout bunch back at home:
oh my men, futsals, basketballs or any more of other games please? im sorry i often stray away. ;)

to fei:
oh man, i miss you too! hope youre doing really well down under alright! :) and dig some hot chicks already.
for further troubleshooting tips, please do not hesitate to call me. :P

to cherly small girl:
havent heard from you for a very very very long time. we should, you know, bar ourselves from uni and go for a getaway one day. :)

to hum-sabby:
i know i havent been a good friend. im trying my best. evil people take extra time to make good friends yeah? :P
"dem humsap wei!"

to some significant others:
take good care and be good okay you people? ;)

to me:
stop crapping and start doing your work already. play more badminton and do more weights. dig a chick and get married already.
:P have faith in Him and He shall provide. wait.

taa~

dedicated 4.0

We watch the season pull up its own stage
And catch the last weekend of the last week
Before the gold and glimmer have been replaced
Another sun soacked season fades away

You have stolen my heart
You have stolen my heart

Invitation only grant farewells
Crash the best on of the best ones
Clear liquor and cloudy eyed
Too early to say goodnight

You have stolen my heart
You have stolen my heart

And from the ballroom floor, we are in celebration
One good stretch before our hibernation
Our dreams assured and we all will sleep well
Sleep well, sleep well, sleep well, sleep well

You have stolen, you have stolen
You have stolen my heart

I watch you spin around in your highest heels
You are the best on of the best ones
And we all look like we feel

You have stolen, you have stolen
You have stolen my heart

Dashboard confessions - Stolen

dedicated.
p/s: be well, you

me

somehow pretty much dug this out from a treasure chest.

i had it anciently radiographed and it dated back 5 years ago. :P

SAB: My side of history.

“Hurrah! SAB, here I come!”

That was my first reaction after reading the verification letter to further my secondary education in the renowned SMK Aminuddin Baki or more commonly recognised as SAB. Well, many students around Kuala Lumpur assume that SAB is a school of ‘nerds’ but they were all together wrong. Being a humble citizen of the school for almost five consecutive years, I realise that this school is not as bad or ‘nerdy’ after all. As the only school in Kuala Lumpur to exercise ‘an hour a subject’ classes, SAB is indeed unique and special in some ways.

I vividly remember the first day of school, of course. It was the year 2000. The newcomers were supposed to enjoy a one-week orientation programme that turned out to be rather boring. However, it was very informative and enlightening as the students were introduced to the many teachers and were given a tour around the school ground by honourable prefects. The most interesting part of the programme was to make the newcomers learn to sing the school song, a task so hard to manage that the senior students demonstrated how to sing the song for quite a number of times before giving up. Somehow or rather, the new students managed to cope with them after two days of disastrous practising.

Finally, it was time to enter our own classrooms. As everybody picked the best places for themselves, I was left behind, stranded. Finally, I settled down in a place I considered not really strategic as it was quite a distance from the board and the ceiling fan. It made me uneasy for a while but after some time, the considerate form teacher quickly relocated me to a much better place. As time passed by, everyone managed to adapt him or herself in the new atmosphere.

When I was in form two, most of my friends were separated from each other. Some were in classes at the other end of the block while some lucky ones stayed together in the same class. Many made new friends with the newly transferred students from the other classes but for me, I was still the naïve boy with the same minute group of friends. It was quite an enjoyable year, considering that we were allowed to choose to be members of the many clubs, societies and uniform bodies available. Scouts, rangers, and cadets were our main choices for the uniform body category.

Form three was a crucial year for me as the PMR examination was drawing near. Camps and extra curricular activities were put aside to make way for more revisions at home. Of course, everyone tried and gave their best performance during the major examination and in the end, we were blessed with the best results in the country. Hundred percent passes and we even broke the school’s record as the batch that had the most number of students to obtain full A’s in the examination. Well, it was quite a remarkable year for me as everyone enjoyed the term holidays after battling the major examination.

Form four was simply foreign to me. Many dubbed it as the ‘honeymoon’ year but of course, they were dreadfully wrong. Teachers introduced new subjects and environments to us, while not forgetting to remind us about the more complicated, I mean, extremely complicated assignments and examinations. During this year, it was really all hard work and concentration to achieve tremendous results for assignments. Not to mention the staying backs after school hours for clubs and societies. It was a hectic and tiring schedule for many students in SAB.

The most bizarre time in SAB is undeniably during the examination months. During this period, the school is worst than a haunted mansion, quiet and monotonous. Silence is everywhere and students are hardly seen around school even though it is recess time. Everyone will be back in their own respective classes, pouring over their revision books and minding their own businesses.

Every year, the students would be rather delighted and eager to watch the phenomenal marching competition among the uniform bodies. It is all about marching, the absolute solidarity, the extraordinary formations and the glory of success. Thinking back, it was really a brilliant experience one can only enjoy in the one and only SAB.

From oodles of noodles to packets of chips, the canteen plays an important role in the school. Dating back to the early years when I first stepped into the school, there were no junk foods for sale in the eatery at all. It seems that the canteen too did not want to be left behind with the flow of modernisation. The eatery is now lively and gaudy, with the additions of a medley of drawings, murals, posters and the so-called ‘McDonald tables’. Besides that, the shops too are now selling a wide selection of foodstuff, drinks and munchies. Yummy!

Thinking back, one of the most unforgettable experience is becoming a prefect, a fine prefect. Being appointed to take care of students during assembly and recess, a prefect’s task is not as easy as one thinks. Arriving to school in the wee hours and having little time to enjoy a meal during recesses are among the things that prefects have to endure. Despite all this, I still think that being a prefect is quite an interesting task. Indirectly, a prefect can develop better leadership qualities; further enhancing self-confidence, discipline and charisma besides reducing the teachers’ woes to control the students on their own.

After all the school has given me; experiences, knowledge, friends and even feeding me with the oh-so-tasty munchies, I think it is time for me to make the school proud. How can I, an ordinary humble little student do that? Perhaps I can burn the midnight oil, working like a donkey trying to do my best in studies to achieve brilliant results to make my school proud. Or perhaps I can try my very best as a prefect to help the teachers to keep the school in top-notch order. Whatever my aspirations and dreams are, I really hope that future citizens of the school will continue to uplift the school’s name in the education field. The chronicles of SAB and I will surely remain deep down in my heart forever. As I continue my everyday routine, I will always cherish the moment when I first came to SAB.

“Hurrah! SAB, here I come!"

dont laugh ler. i know its lousy. but me misses my school days MUCH.

dedicated to all my SAB friends. seriously, im missing you peeps loads.