Peace be upon with you.
Life is difficult. I admit it. No offense. Because I feel terrible. So terrible. Thinking about my life, again and again, is really pissed me off. No wonder people could not know me, I guess so. So my point is, I'm f***ing dumb a**. Sigh, I'm really need......... sigh, forget it.
,,there is nothing about my life except craziness,,
,,sometimes,,loneliness can make me smile,,and,,
,,sometimes,,loneliness can make me cry,,
,,beautiness is a BONUS for people,,whatever they want,,they will get it easily,,
,,sometimes,,I wanna love someone and wanna be love by someone,,
,,sometimes,,I wanna hate someone but don't wanna be hate by someone,,
,,can I deserve dat??,,seems impossible,,
,,it's not easy to understand someone's heart,,and,,
,,it's not easy to understand my heart,,but,,
,,I wish I'm not existed,,serious,,
,,everyone cannot be trusted,,
,,addicted,,something that cannot be changed,,
Those are my quotes I made up. Sounds not beautiful. Yeah, I'm not a poet. And quote of this new month:
,,putting high expectation on something would make someone crazy,,real crazy,,
I need to go to sleep. (I hope I could experience happy life, at least in my dream,,sigh,,)
Wassalam.
Sunday, November 30, 2008
I love shoes,,
Peace be upon with you.
Collecting shoes is my passion since I was 15. If I could remember, I have collected about 15 pairs of shoes back to my home with different types. Sneakers, school-like shoes, basketball shoes, hoppers shoes, PVC shoes and even dancing shoes. How pathetic I am. But, I just brought 2 pairs here at RIT. And one of them seems to be unwearable. LOL. I like hoppers shoes most. So, I bought new shoes at the Mall. And my favorite colors are red, white and black.
My old red white shoes
My new black white shoes
My new Black shoes
Somehow i miss my old shoes at home.WAWAWAWA. Okay, Till next post.
Wassalam.
Collecting shoes is my passion since I was 15. If I could remember, I have collected about 15 pairs of shoes back to my home with different types. Sneakers, school-like shoes, basketball shoes, hoppers shoes, PVC shoes and even dancing shoes. How pathetic I am. But, I just brought 2 pairs here at RIT. And one of them seems to be unwearable. LOL. I like hoppers shoes most. So, I bought new shoes at the Mall. And my favorite colors are red, white and black.
My old red white shoes
My new black white shoes
My new Black shoesIf you could notice, I like to tie the shoes differently than normal. Huhu. My habits to look special than others.
ecah kentang and mine - same habit,,hoho,,
ecah kentang and mine - same habit,,hoho,,Somehow i miss my old shoes at home.WAWAWAWA. Okay, Till next post.
Wassalam.
-same interest-
Peace be upon with you.
I can't wait for the New Moon movie to release. Hehe.
wassalam.
It seems to be like everyone is busy with twilight stuff. Either watching its movie or reading the Twilight Saga novels. In RIT, several senior girls are big fans of this story. So am I. The first time I watched the movie last Sunday, I feel like, I'm going to read this book.
And yes, I bought it at Barnes&Noble and did finish read the book in 2 days because there was nothing to do in my room. So, I compared both of the story from book and movie. I found several parts are different from both of them.
1. Twilight novel gives me more precise plot about the story
2. Bella does not buy the Quilette History book at the Port Angeles bookstore3. Bella firmly tells Edward that he is a vampire and it is not Edward who wants Bella to say itlouder about who he is actually.
4. Jacob dances with Bella at her prom night and tells her not to be friend with Edward.
So, I read New Moon next day. And I feel like so angry with Jacob Black. AAAAAAAAAA. Because he.......I'm not gonna tell you. Read the book.
My status now about reading the book: Frustrated because Eclipse is out of stock at Barnes&Noble. Sigh.
Ok, Let's turn to the movie. What can I say is, it is a very exciting movie. Maybe it could be nominated as the Movie Of The Year. LOL. Plus, I love Cullen Family especially Carlisle Cullen. Because he is a very strong hearted vampire.
I can't wait for the New Moon movie to release. Hehe.
wassalam.
~Same voices~
Peace be upon with you.
It's normal for siblings to have same voice. Not exactly the same but almost. Yeah, I do have voice same with my 2nd brother and he is a bigger than me (no offence okay!). There are 2 interesting stories.
FIRST
If our mama or ayah calls home and either of us answers it, the first thing come out from them is,"Ni abg mane nie??". So, as usual, we need to introduce ourselves to our parent. Sigh. What a heck!!
SECOND
I copy and paste the post from my 2nd bro. Once upon a time....
http://eizonce.blogspot.com/2008/11/nasuha.html
So, that is the story. Haha. There have been a long time I don't contact him. He is my junior and he is nice too. LOL.
Okay. Need to sleep right away.
Wassalam
It's normal for siblings to have same voice. Not exactly the same but almost. Yeah, I do have voice same with my 2nd brother and he is a bigger than me (no offence okay!). There are 2 interesting stories.
FIRST
If our mama or ayah calls home and either of us answers it, the first thing come out from them is,"Ni abg mane nie??". So, as usual, we need to introduce ourselves to our parent. Sigh. What a heck!!
SECOND
I copy and paste the post from my 2nd bro. Once upon a time....
http://eizonce.blogspot.com/2008/11/nasuha.html
So, that is the story. Haha. There have been a long time I don't contact him. He is my junior and he is nice too. LOL.
Okay. Need to sleep right away.
Wassalam
Friday, November 28, 2008
''fate''
Peace be upon with you.
Sigh....When I think about my life, it's complicated. And when I try a little bit harder, a little bit future, it stress me out because it is complicated. Thinking about analogy, it just like a very long way, too many paths. I wonder which one should I choose, and scare if all the paths are wrong, straight to the dead ends. My eyes couldn't see any lights more. It just the dark, covering my whole life. Sigh.....
Yes. I do read blogs. Knowing what they do, what they feel and what they think. It seemes everyone has their own happy sad things.
And yes, I do feel upset. When they have something and I don't.
And yes, I do feel down. When they do something and I don't.
And yes, I do feel bad....and sad. When I think.....how AWFUL I am.
Someone said to me - you did a wise decision my friend this week -
I simply replied - I know -
Yet, my heart just felt like - blizzards were going all the way around my body -
Someone said to me - you are undescribable (I don't remember the exact word, but it has something related with that word) -
I simply replied - maybe -
Yet, I do. People are quit difficult to know me. What am I exactly. The real me.
What I am thinking right now?
Wondering if I could be as strong as Carlisle Cullen from Twilight Saga. A very kind vampire, living immortal, not sucking people's blood. Even he is a doctor. Rich and yet still happy with himself, even he had gone through the bittherness of his previous life.
But....I know it is impossible to be a vampire just like him.
And...I realize, this is the ''fate'' that I choose a long time ago. Sour, bitter, dark.
And...I realize, I need to continue my life by using the fate I choose. Sour, bitter, dark.
Till my heart is stop functioning, till the end of my journey.
Wassalam.
p/s - sorry being emo again. just expressing my thought. and no one is related. it is just EVERYONE in general.
Sigh....When I think about my life, it's complicated. And when I try a little bit harder, a little bit future, it stress me out because it is complicated. Thinking about analogy, it just like a very long way, too many paths. I wonder which one should I choose, and scare if all the paths are wrong, straight to the dead ends. My eyes couldn't see any lights more. It just the dark, covering my whole life. Sigh.....
Yes. I do read blogs. Knowing what they do, what they feel and what they think. It seemes everyone has their own happy sad things.
And yes, I do feel upset. When they have something and I don't.
And yes, I do feel down. When they do something and I don't.
And yes, I do feel bad....and sad. When I think.....how AWFUL I am.
Someone said to me - you did a wise decision my friend this week -
I simply replied - I know -
Yet, my heart just felt like - blizzards were going all the way around my body -
Someone said to me - you are undescribable (I don't remember the exact word, but it has something related with that word) -
I simply replied - maybe -
Yet, I do. People are quit difficult to know me. What am I exactly. The real me.
What I am thinking right now?
Wondering if I could be as strong as Carlisle Cullen from Twilight Saga. A very kind vampire, living immortal, not sucking people's blood. Even he is a doctor. Rich and yet still happy with himself, even he had gone through the bittherness of his previous life.
But....I know it is impossible to be a vampire just like him.
And...I realize, this is the ''fate'' that I choose a long time ago. Sour, bitter, dark.
And...I realize, I need to continue my life by using the fate I choose. Sour, bitter, dark.
Till my heart is stop functioning, till the end of my journey.
Wassalam.
p/s - sorry being emo again. just expressing my thought. and no one is related. it is just EVERYONE in general.
Thursday, November 27, 2008
broken
Peace be upon with you,,
It's not about broken heart,,
It's just about broken.....GLASSES
Sigh,,I stepped on my beautiful black glasses last few days when I woke up in the morning. I had never realized it was on the floor and I stepped on it hard. At last, the right lense broke. Ouch, my foot was hurt too. I screamed, but not loud. And yeay me, because I have another blue specs that I could use then. But somehow, I missed my broken glasses. Awwww...
Sigh, I wonder how much the cost only for the lense here at the Mall. Would it be expensive?
p/s: iwan,,pls go to the optical store at giant kj. Then, ask whoever in the store to trace my latest record. Last, copy all the info and give it to me through email. Remember, do not miss any info plz,,,
Wassalam.
It's not about broken heart,,
It's just about broken.....GLASSES
Sigh,,I stepped on my beautiful black glasses last few days when I woke up in the morning. I had never realized it was on the floor and I stepped on it hard. At last, the right lense broke. Ouch, my foot was hurt too. I screamed, but not loud. And yeay me, because I have another blue specs that I could use then. But somehow, I missed my broken glasses. Awwww...
Sigh, I wonder how much the cost only for the lense here at the Mall. Would it be expensive?
p/s: iwan,,pls go to the optical store at giant kj. Then, ask whoever in the store to trace my latest record. Last, copy all the info and give it to me through email. Remember, do not miss any info plz,,,
Wassalam.
Sunday, November 23, 2008
Custodian during holidays
Peace be upon with you.
Early morning for every weekend, I wake up going to work as a custodian. The main thing I do is picking up trash and sending it to some other place. Instead of it, sometimes I need to sweep the floor, mop it and vacuum it. I think this job is almost the same as a cleaner. Yeah a cleaner. I'm really grateful because at last, I get a job as the second source of money instead of allowance from MARA.
"kalau dekat US, student Malaysia keje kasto plg popular." - someone's quote.
For me, as long as the job makes money, 'halal' and okay, it's alright for me. Even it is quite a tough job for me.
Thank to Allah, there was not much trash at the residence hall. Specifically, me and Aza checked trash at building 28, 30, 32, Baker, Colby and Kate Gleason. So, we finished it around 7 a.m. So, then we were vacuming the A floor at building 28,, 30 and 32. Plus, moping the stairs at Kate Gleason. I have already gotten my badge number too.
Sigh, I wonder how is it gonna be like when working during the students are staying at the residence. I'm pretty sure there would be a lot of trash as they like to make trash and garbage. LOL. Pray for my strenght so I could wake up early and do the trash picking.
Wassalam.
Early morning for every weekend, I wake up going to work as a custodian. The main thing I do is picking up trash and sending it to some other place. Instead of it, sometimes I need to sweep the floor, mop it and vacuum it. I think this job is almost the same as a cleaner. Yeah a cleaner. I'm really grateful because at last, I get a job as the second source of money instead of allowance from MARA.
"kalau dekat US, student Malaysia keje kasto plg popular." - someone's quote.
For me, as long as the job makes money, 'halal' and okay, it's alright for me. Even it is quite a tough job for me.
Custodian - Last weekend
Thank to Allah, there was not much trash at the residence hall. Specifically, me and Aza checked trash at building 28, 30, 32, Baker, Colby and Kate Gleason. So, we finished it around 7 a.m. So, then we were vacuming the A floor at building 28,, 30 and 32. Plus, moping the stairs at Kate Gleason. I have already gotten my badge number too.
Sigh, I wonder how is it gonna be like when working during the students are staying at the residence. I'm pretty sure there would be a lot of trash as they like to make trash and garbage. LOL. Pray for my strenght so I could wake up early and do the trash picking.
Wassalam.
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