While watching Aston Villa menitik ( melumatkan) West Ham dengan jumlah gol 2 berbalas kosong (0), aku dan abang aku terkejut kejap.
Blackpool titik ( lumatkan) Wigan dgn gol 3 berbalas kosong. Fuyoooo.. Aku terus menghirup Nescafe ais kurang manis ( walaupun mamak ni xkurangkan kemanisannya. Haih)
Beberapa jam lagi aku akan kembali ke Purdue, tempat yang aku paling suka sebab sejuk. Ya, akulah manusia pelik yang sukakan kesejukan. Sebenarnya aku benci sejuk. Jangan tanya kenapa. Kalau nak tanya jugak, message kt inbox ye.
Sudah lebih sepuluh (10000) orang yg aku jumpe dan mereka bertanya soalan yang sama:
"Bile ko balik sane mat?"
Aku rase aku patut tulis kat kertas A4 pastu tampal kat muka aku ayat ni:
"Eh, nak balik mane? Kan aku x belajar kat US."
Ya, maaf. Aku balik Isnin ni. Pukul 10.45pm. Naik Singapore Airline. pastu transit jap kat Taiwan. pastu gi Frankfurt jap then jumpe Bojan Hodak ( betul ke ejaan ni, nama coach UPB myTeam tuh ). Tolong googlekan eh. Thanx.
Walaupon aku sedih sebab Gareth Bale x score dlm first game Tottenham vs Man City baru td, lg sedih hati aku sebab x dapat beli jersey Tottenham. Dah xde rezki kata org Jawa. Aku org jawa tp aku x ckp ayat td.
Btw, air Nescafe aku dah semakin menyejat. Dah la xleh refill mcm kt Dennys. Haih
Kalo dh xde sape nak refill tuk aku, aku nak mengundur diri. Besok nak tahan lapar lg. Moa2 esok lebih baik dan tubuh badan aku lebih sihat serta bacaan aku x ditinggalkan.
Selamat menyambut ramadhan kepada kamu. Ya, kamu yang sedang membaca post mengarut nih.
P/s: post ni mengarut sebab bukan mat yg tulis. Aku bukan mat. Aku MAT.
August 14, 2010
August 9, 2010
A black dot
It has been a long travel time
Since i was in a dark, no-light shine
Till someone made me realize
That i was at the side of the fire.
Does the pain weight out the pride?
And the black-white warrior of the house
Keeps fighting for his right and just
Till the end without a doubt.
Until when this pain has to go?
No one doesn't have the info
Only Him for sure
Everything's written in His power
That is hard and unchangable
Until we all see what we've done everyday life.
Does the pain weight out the price?
When you look for a place to hide
Life is stuck, there's no way in control
Like a genie trapped in a bottle.
We are the warriors
We'll stand and fight
To the end of the day
We'll free and fly...
Since i was in a dark, no-light shine
Till someone made me realize
That i was at the side of the fire.
Does the pain weight out the pride?
And the black-white warrior of the house
Keeps fighting for his right and just
Till the end without a doubt.
Until when this pain has to go?
No one doesn't have the info
Only Him for sure
Everything's written in His power
That is hard and unchangable
Until we all see what we've done everyday life.
Does the pain weight out the price?
When you look for a place to hide
Life is stuck, there's no way in control
Like a genie trapped in a bottle.
We are the warriors
We'll stand and fight
To the end of the day
We'll free and fly...
August 1, 2010
Be BETTER
This is the 49th post. I don't wanna talk crap but that won't happen because I always feel 'crap' all the time.
Fuuh. Oo my Lord, I really wanna change.
I don't want myself to be stuck in finding the light.
I desire a change, an inner change.
I don't want 'jahiliyah' and 'ego' get along around me on this road anymore.
Be a better man in the future is my ultimate goal now.
Pray for me. May the 50th is better, much better.
Fuuh. Oo my Lord, I really wanna change.
I don't want myself to be stuck in finding the light.
I desire a change, an inner change.
I don't want 'jahiliyah' and 'ego' get along around me on this road anymore.
Be a better man in the future is my ultimate goal now.
Pray for me. May the 50th is better, much better.
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