To Appreciate All Joints of Walk

I see it everyday and everywhere I go. A smile flashed across my face. Ouch! That hurt. And all these people don't even know what it means to move so fluidly. What a waste...

Thank God for this pain.

Straight Sets

Watch out for a straight one next week! I'll try my best :)

Reminisce

Hullo! It's been a long time since I last blogged! I was just too caught up in the moment with Taylor's, Ramadhan, the on-going (boring) Raya celebrations, and the loss of multiple friends, families and the likes plus the vacuum of ideas I still have in my noggin.

So, here's a recap of my life in the past month or so. (Not that any of you care about it, I just write it down for future references cause my holding memory ain't that big)

Ramadhan this year was not as satisfactory as previous years. First up, I didn't khatam!! What the **** man!!? -__- Then, there's the lack of hmmm... how to say it? ..feel of Ramadhan? Yeah! That's it! It was just like all other months except with the hunger and thirst. I really regret not preparing for the fasting month's arrival this year.. :(

On the plus side though, I woke up for sahur like 80% of the month. But after recalculating, all I came up with was a net negative figure. InsyaAllah, I'll do better next year, if I get a chance to see you Ramadhan.

Fast forward to just before Raya holidays! Well, here we were looking happy and feeling bloated up for the upcoming 2 weeks (YEAH!!! 2 WEEKS!!!! >.<) holiday. Then, came the H.O.M.E.W.O.R.K. and the smiles turned upside down :) ---> :/ ---> :(

Next came the Raya. We took pictures on that morning after prayers but without dad, it just wasn't the same,  so the mood changed from festive to boring in a snap. We ended up staying in our rooms the whole day. Later that evening we went to the airport where we had to wait for ages. Then.. then... I forgot :(

I think we stayed home, yeah, something like that. Oh, we packed our bags cause at first the plan was to drive up north that very evening but seeing as to how most of us was drained of energy, we didn't budge an inch. Lazy bums! The next day, we're off to kampung!

Kampung. The place with the best food, best people around and best time! Here, we had fun with ma lil' cuzs, meeting up with relatives, chatting, eating, joking, and eating some more. Sadly, it lasted for a meager day.

Then, it was back to Kajang. Back to boredom. Only thing was, there was something biting the back of my head. Yes, the dreaded homework. It was then that I decided (actually it was my sister's idea) to follow my dad to his office. Seeing as how the week was already boring me to death, I might as well die some more while doing my work.

Turns out, it was awesome that day! I didn't fast because I was still in munching mood, so I did my accounting work while chowing down a box of Dunkin' Donuts and two cans of Coke and Pepsi. The best thing was: I nearly finished the whole tutorial. Nearly. =.="

Being over-joyous for nearly completing my work, the whole weekend passed by without another look at my still-humongous pile of Maths, Socio, Maths, Econs work. Way to go, Afiz.. Way to go...

And then yesterday came with tidings of my good friend's departure. I can't help but think of the times we had together at school. I just wish I had another minute with him to say goodbye. What's worst was I haven't spoken to him in a while which reminded me not to take anything for granted because, time and again, it's proven that you can lose sight of something even if it's within your line of sight, even if it's within your grasp. And, we never learn, do we? You won't realize something precious until it's gone. And, I swear, this guy's a gem! I'll miss you and may God bless you and your brothers~

To reminisce, or to live in the present, or to plan for the future. I can't decide. So, I'll do it altogether. Thank you Lord, for reminding me to hold on to the memories, for telling me to accomplish things now, for making me appreciate what I have today, and for making me realize tomorrow's not set in stone.

I pray this lesson be bored into my being, that I never forget it ever again.

I pray for my grandparents, my great-grandfather, my two good friends, my friends' parents, my relatives that never made it into this world and all those who has gone before us.

I pray for the ones they left behind. May we be strong.

I pray for the chance to repent, to make myself better, and for another Ramadhan. A better Ramadhan. For me. For my family. And for all...

Kings of Medicine

Don't leave me here, to cast through time

Without a map, or road sign

Don't leave me here, my guiding light

Cause I, I, wouldn't know where to begin

I asked the Kings of Medicine

They're picking up pieces of me,

While picking up pieces of you...

And on the tip of my tongue,

were, words that always come out wrong

Cause they were drowned in sudden comfort

Left to dry out in the sun,

The noon day sun.

Don't leave me here, to cast through time

Don't leave me here, my guiding light..

-Placebo-

Somewhere Over the Rainbow

I miss those days...

Somehow, I'm gonna find a way to realize the memory again. As much as I hate it, I admit I cry myself to sleep sometimes thinking of the past. Some guy I am right?

So what? At least I can say it straight on to the world. And I think, it shows I do have emotions, not just an emo-less object. But tonight is going to be different. How is it different? Frankly, I do not have a clue.

I just have a hunch. Let's hope my hunch proves true. Smiles!

Son of the Sky

Peace.  That was what I felt as I lay there on my bed night after night. Peace from watching the starless sky up ahead. Peace from surveying the moon as he watched over me as I slide into sleep.

It made realize just how small I am compared to the world. It was perfect. A reflection of a weak being just before death consumes him..

Soothing... Calming... Tranquil...

Then the blanket of sleep swept over my eyes. And one song kept playing in my head...

You can take everything I have,

You can break everything I have,

Like I'm made of glass,

Like I'm made of paper,

Go on and try tear me down,

I will be rising from the ground,

Like a skyscraper, like a skyscraper...

Point Blank!

Finally! A window into cyberspace! After a week of separation, we meet. And now, after a very long wait, I write.

***

I hear the footfalls of a man. I can tell he's close by but where exactly? Not a clue. The wind was snapping at what little area my face provided despite mine continuous efforts to pull the cloak tight. Under sub-zero conditions, who can stand it I ask you? Especially not with these thin layers of clothing. Serves me right for dressing lightly.

-Sigh...

And a long, misty air of ghostly breath escaped my constricted lungs. Striking it was against the pure dark background of the night. Just as soon as it left my mouth, it left me altogether, joining the only source of light that evening - the half-moon - thus leaving me alone. Again.

Then, I heard it once more. The heavy steps of someone. A man by the sound of the shoe on wood. Slowly paced but constantly in rhythm almost as though he knew I was listening. Very vigilant too for as I stop, the sound was cut short.

Where? Where? Where could he be?

The world spun and turned and rolled and in that moment I caught the slightest of movement to my right. With a sharp jerk of hand and a finger trained to aim at first light, BANG! A wisp of white came forth. Not from my mouth but from the tip of a gun.

That's how you shoot. That, my friend, is point blank shot on the head. With a whip of cloak, I'm gone with the wind, gone into the darkness for another kill.

When All Else Fails...

Sleep deprivation is the root of all evil. From this, gave rise to sleepiness and drowsiness which in turn lead to washing in- and out-of-focus which leads to lack of concentration. Then comes the boredom and finally sleep.

Wait. No. That's not right. Sleep leads to missing a few minutes of class. These few minutes translate into loss and waste. Loss and waste turn you into a slow worker, and when you're slow you try to catch up, the more you try, the more you lose your breath and the more out of breath you are, the farther you're left behind. When you're left behind you slow down, and when you slow down you don't have motivation. Without motivation, you don't do your work, no work = sleep deprivation.

So, now, how do you cut and slash and bash and wack and smack the problem into oblivion? I write. With writing, comes ideas (or is it the other way around?), with ideas you bloom, when you bloom, you go boom and with the boom, your work gets done with a bang, and with the bang comes a thought "Why haven't I thought of writing in the first place?'

And with that comes the close that ends with a big capital D for damn!

Agenda: 5th Ramadan

6.30       : Bazar
7.30       : Buka
8-10.00  : Maghrib, Isyak, Tarawih
10- 3.00 : Futsel ^.^
3.00        : Sahur
6.00        : Subuh
6.10        : Sleep
8.00        : Sleep
10.00      : Sleep
12.00      : Sunrise. Hopefully :)

Trigger My Trigo Please~

Jom amik test trigo! haish...Tapi tak study pun. hopefully pass :)