Second chances?

How I wish to have a second chances...
Second chances, Always in my mind,
So precious,
Can't imagine what I can do with it,
Believe me, I'm started to...

If I do...
Never lose a chance to learn,
Start over all the wrong decisions I ever made,
Made the right moves,
Make more friends,
Cherish the best moment in my life,
Be a better fighter!!!!! Hiyah!!!

My Hope?

Wassup!!! Wassup!!! fellas...

It has been a while I hadn't post anything on my blog. Being absence in action while enduring life's everyday challenges. Yes, I lived it. That's what for this year. Next year going to be another story. I expect it to be more interesting. Meaner than ever. More action(kicking and slapping!!) Less dialogues. Let the hands do the talk. Hiyahh!!!! Ouch!! Hurt my fingers....fuuuu fuuu fuuu(blowing...)

Okay, just cut the scene, these kids be better prepared, for I'm no ordinary person. I'll make sure they drilled all of it inside their head. That would save some time for me. Moulding these kids is not easy especially when you try your hardest to mould it into a great masterpiece then suddenly became 'reject' product upon arriving at home. That's some tricky challenge yet very frustrating. It's like learning how to write with left hand(for right hand user) but in the end you use your usual writing hand(right). Vice versa... By the way I'll bring Hell for them(for special request). I love the duck(jalan itik...).

That's is one thing I had to admit. I can't change 'them' if the process is not supported(participation, understanding, awareness) at home. Sometime it makes me pray that someday they understand the purpose. It's not too late to change your life for betterness of tomorrow.

I wish nothing more than a support from those who are at 'home'. At least 'they' have their part in future. Do I need to beg for that?

Never gave up; Keep on fighting!!!

School Sports Day?

Today is the closing day of the School Sports Day that had been held since yesterday. Well I'm a bit tired and so do all of us. Everyone do their role and it went well. What's really tiring is making the 'track' in bright hot sun!!! I even got sunburn from it!! Well it doesn't matter, everything's done. What done is done and I got my first experience from it. Barely two days of marching practice, my team lose. I know, there's only two days to prepare the kids and they're not well enough to perform. Anyway, it's a good effort for them and from me.

On the other side, we won. We won the event comprehensively. I told my boys and girls, if they won 2 golds medal(boys & girls event) we are number 1 and they did it. We won it, tied with the same gold medals with our competitor, the silvers won it for us. The kids are cheering when the winner's team announced. I'm so proud of them. I hope they not only excel in sports but also in their studies. As for my remedial's pupil, I hope they can read well in my class.

Never give up ang "keep on fighting"

Out of tune

Lately these few days I'm a bit mixed. It caused me to react out of 'tune' and drifting my life with the flow. Nothing much happens lately and my biological 'clock' is broken. It's hard for me to get a sleep or even to wake up early. Sometime I force myself closing my eyes to avoid it from drying. Can you ever imagine that you were not sleeping and your eyes were closed whole night till morning? Well you better wish that never happen to you.

Gosh, why would there be a reason for me to feel bad about others? I never have any intention to do such kind of things and people tend to perceive it other than my own. Why we're proud about all the so-call cowboy thing we do? Proud to be a prominent in such filed? Are you so meant? Or meant? Can you explain what mean really is? I never being proud of my past but I tell my tale as a guidance sop that others can learn from my tale, from my mistakes and everything...

Maturity is something that you get when you can rationalize based on your life experience. Age never determine it...whether you're the first to taste salt or the Starbucks Coffee it doesn't matter. There are those who act like a 9 years old boy begging for his mother's milk. Geez!!! Get a life...

If you can handle your life smoothly, that is better than bragging how (good)mature you are. Mere perspective deceives those who is blind in the heart. Respect them, then you can see through it.

These kind of things makes me out of tune, out of my normal self. I can change accordingly but they can't change me for their own sake. I change, I decide base on my surrounding. No favors to other.

Hopefully this month I can get myself back to normal. I still have faith on myself.

About life?

" Life is so long when things getting hard and we wish that it ends quickly leaving us;
It's is so short when we haven't had enough of it"

- kaiserstan -

I know it....

A message to someone:

I know that someone had kept something from me. Ironically, I know about it and you never have to hide it from me. Don't act like you didn't know. I don't need that. You know that nothing can be done (not can't). What is going to happen, just let it be. I'm ready for any consequences. It's coming nearer making my heart beats uncontrollably. The time probably has come and you must accept what one's fate and path hath chosen, respect it. All of you will get yours fair and square.

I'll keep on fighting!

So what else?

I was planning on something for the next few months. I don't know whether it's working by this year or next year should I have the time. After frequent discussion and advice from my old friend, I decided to exchange and leave my 'burden' to them. I've to focus on my study and practical after this vacation. I just hate it, I wish that I can cloned myself and let them to do all the jobs. Then I can be a rich person with people like me(cloned) work for me, they eat less, don't sleep less and they can work non-stop just like me(so economical and productive). Isn't that great? I thought so!

Everything at Peninsular seems to be under control and they had cool down their interest on me during this holiday. Probably they're giving me a break/time to have a second thought(probably third and fourth). My friends are still anticipating my condition and it's annoying sometime when they asked about it frequently. Thanks for your concern. I'm fine here.

Holiday at Sabah? that's sound interesting... I've always wanted to climb Mount Kinabalu and ahem... probably meeting Sabahan sumandaks there...

Frankly, I almost forgotten all things that matters for me during this holiday. Probably my mind is set to EMPTY mode.

The rainy day kept me away from doing some of my everyday's routine (which I perfectly and systhematically planned).

I hope, after I had done with my practicum, I have to plan on another journey. Probably the last one for this year. 

I'll keep on fighting!

Aiseh...

I was visiting my friend at his house. While waiting for him, I have a chat with his brother. Then he came with a drinking water on his hand. I thought it was cordial drink(orange flavor) then I take a sip. When I swallow it into my throat and all the way to my stomach, I felt a taste that I had forgotten since last year. It's the taste of 'tuak' (rice wine) it takes me a few seconds to figure it out. Then I take a look at him, he started to grin at me. How was it? Is it great? he said to me.

Startled with what had happened : bloody, you got me... then both of us started to laugh.

It is almost a year I haven't take a sip of any alcohol drinks. This year, I decided that it's about time to stop. Enough is enough.

That resolute leads to others trying to persuade and attempt/making prank to make me drink. It's like the best gift they ever wanted this year if they watch me take a sip and swallow all through my throat and stomach. Okay one of you had succeed. Don't ever try to do that again. I might have to kill you and hide your body at my backyard. In weeks your buried body filled with beautiful flowers especially hibiscus to show how patriotic am I as a Malaysian for this coming Independence Day in August. Okay that was a joke.

Somehow, I believed Sarawak is a nation not a state in a federal government. How symbolic am I? That's the irony.

Vacation at Santubong Resort

Our journey to Santubong starts around 1p.m.

This image reminds me about road safety. Found it at the petrol station.

Finally after half an hour journey we arrived at Santubong Resort!!

The room quite spacey especially when I'm the only person who stays here huhu...

What else can I asked more than a wide screen flat panel tv?

My favourite spots! The verandah, I just love the view outside while taking a sips of tea...

Both Sam and Siew just can't enough of playing PS2...

Things I like to do the most....enjoying the view of life

The nearby golf course...forgot to bring my 'golf sets' LOL

The beach is quite beautiful...

Initially we set the fire here for BBQ...

Then we've to move on to other spot which is quite far from the first one. Pity to my friends, they've to carry all the equipments even the coal(still on heat) to the new spot!!

The so-called golf VIP didn't like us having BBQ near the golf course which I believed located a few hundreds metres from them..

Me, enjoying the VIEW... how I wish this moments never stop...

Reflecting on my past...

The greatest art of all time... I call it .... nah it's just Siew burried in sands

The ladies did it LOL

Wonderful view that caught my eyes...

Our models lifting the light at the back, such a nice snaps...

The sunset...

Now, this doesn't have anything to do with any dragonball movies or .....(you just fill it)

Me, trying to catch the sun from setting down...

After that, we bring all the stuffs back to my room and we spent the night at my room. In midnight, we went to the nearby bistro and karaoke while watching Manchester United beats Wigan by 5-0. What a great night...

The next day, we packed all our belonging and get ready to check-out. Before that, we went for breakfast at the cafe and proceed to the swimming pool.

Mount Santubong

Selalang?

Now in most place you wouldn't find this. What is it? Well it's a.. BUS STATION and I wonder, does the bus stops 'here'


When I'm almost dying of boredom, I tried to figure out this cubic puzzle and the least I can is what you see above... Latest update 2010 Finally I can solve it under 5 minutes


Festival during weekend


Wherever I go, there is always a creature(s) begging for my Pringles ang Mr Potato


Our kampung style house, I just loved it


Not far from our house, this is where we spend our day waiting for the bus.


The sawmil factory the economic generator in Selalang


Our kitchen


The cat again...


The jetty...

SK Mandor Aris, Selalang

Tapak perhimpunan murid-murid.

Murid-murid semasa perhimpunan. Ke kanan lurus!

Kiosk menyimpan BBM.

Pejabat. Di sinilah saya menggunakan mesin 'laminate' dan fotostat seoptimum yang boleh.

Bilik guru di awal pagi.

Bila lapar, pergi lah ke pantry RMT

Budak-budak masa makan.

Majlis perpisahan kepada cikgu Hamilah yang telah pun berpindah ke Julau.

Melatih pasukan bolasepak untuk Piala Perak. 2 minggu sahaja masa yang ada berbanding sebulan persediaan dari sekolah lain. Walaupun kalah, mereka dapat pengalaman berharga. Tak sempat nak lihat perlawanan mereka di SK Sarikei sebab pagi mengajar.

Aktiviti Ko-k. Menyediakan murid-murid untuk perkhemahan yang akan dijalankan nanti(dah dijalankan pun).

Taklimat Laungan Agung.

Demonstrasi Laungan Agung Pengakap.

Dan bila lapar, boleh tumpang merasa masakan budak-budak tunas puteri.

Kasut mesti susun dahulu baru masuk kelas.

Murid-murid pemulihanku. Cuma seorang tak hadir.

Antara aktiviti di dalam kelas pemulihanku.

Aktiviti masa lapang di waktu petang. Menangkap biawak!!

Think on the bright side?

It's with deep disgust when I saw some of our future generations stranded in deep confusion. Their behavior can be marked at critical rate in this globalization nation of ours. These rubbish acts caught by my own eyes and ears inside a bus to Selalang. Whatever the races or their religion, I wish to that I can see the face of the person who raised them be farmhouse animals. It's very despicable! Swear words seems to be a culture amongst them unlike those in the past who holds society norms and morality with them. They're nothing near to those who'll drive our country to supremacy. They're those who lives by hearing about others own success and cursing their fate and blame others (even government and GOD) for their so-called failure. It's okay by me, I have my own life and live it with my own purpose not with idiotic show off acts. Believe me they're nothing(once again) than a clown trying to impress others by being stupid. Probably these types of teenager SHOULD exist so that people can make their own reflection toward themselves. Beside where would our gardener, construction workers come from then?(no offence) Indirectly they become these section of workers for our future needs. They can be anything, you can lie to them, cheat them, they don't have good education (so what) nor intellectual what else you're worried about? They don't even understand anything!(again) Believe me, they're just simply stupid! They make themselves to be like that. So thankful that GOD creates man in many ways and purpose. The law of the jungle still applies, the strong outclassed the weak. Only the strong will always be the strong, the stupid one will always be your gardener, your hired assassin or your maid. That would make your life more meaningful because if everyone is so educated and well behaved then who would do all the dirty jobs?

Somehow I'm glad when I have that second thoughts. Surely these types of teenagers and parents are useful after all. Should they commit crime, they're stupid enough to leave some evidences for us to bring them to the jail or hanged by the ropes to end their stupidity.

Keep on fighting! GOD please make them dumber, I need a maid, a gardener, a driver, a janitor and a khadam when I bought a house in future and please make sure they don't know how to count their own salary. I want them to work forever for free till the end of their pitiful miserable life.

Trivia about kaiserstan?

Ten Top Trivia Tips about Kaiserstan!

1. During World War II, Americans tried to train kaiserstan to drop bombs.
2. The pharoahs of ancient Egypt wore garments made with thin threads of beaten kaiserstan.
3. Devoid of his cells and proteins, kaiserstan has the same chemical makeup as sea water.
4. The book of Esther in the Bible is the only book which does not mention kaiserstan.
5. American Airlines saved forty thousand dollars a year by eliminating kaiserstan from each salad served in first class!
6. The National Heart Foundation recommends eating kaiserstan at least three times a week.
7. In his entire life, kaiserstan will produce only a twelfth of a teaspoon of honey!
8. Kaiserstan has four noses.
9. Until the 1960s, kaiserstan was not allowed to enter Disneyland!
10. Julius Caesar wore a laurel wreath to cover up kaiserstan.

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Don't ever lose faith?

Want to share this with all of you...

Don't ever lose faith in yourself,
Never think that any of you is lacking,
Never doubt your abilities,
Never question your judgement,
Never let anyone or anything,
Make you feel less that you are,
Because who you are is someone special,

Never feel that next step,
Is a step too far,
If you're stumbling as you walk,
Hold your head high and,
Know that no other person,
Word or actions,
Can ever hurt you,
Because you are,
Someone special.

Never lose faith in yourself,
Just look around you,
At the friends who surround you,
Because they love and care for you,
Support you,
And believe in you...
Because you are someone special.

By Ashley Bell

* kaiserstan : When there is no faith, there is always a hope in every opportunity.

Who is friend?

Actually I don’t like to tell a sad ending story but that is a part of my life in reality. I learned a lot from it and always ready for any consequences that might happens. Friends kill my loneliness by being always there with me with their support and joke. They always there when needed. I believe they always they’re always there for me. They’re those who understand us, worried to death with us, those who live together with us in ups and downs of life, those who laugh in tears, those who won’t leave us even though they miss the flight, those who rather hungry waiting for us to join them for lunch or dinner, those who defends us and deaf their ears when others talk bad about us, those who ‘kill our enemy’, our problems, our doubt and our loneliness rather then seeing us die in dullness. They come before we ask them to, remind us to take our medicine when we’re sick, called us when we missed them, never question for reasons when we asked for help, texting (sms) us when we’re coming, scold us when we make stupid decision, and assure us when we re unsure of it.

They can be our motivators, our doctors when we’re sick, our teachers when we’re lost, our brothers and sisters when we have none, our drivers when we’re coming for an interview at unknown places, our shelters when we’re stranded, our lawyers when we’re accused / sued, our bodyguards from dangers, our kevlars from shot and our die hard fan supporters even though we played against their team…(you can add yours)

So what else do we expect from a FRIEND? They’re not perfect and so do us. It’s the imperfects make them able to do that. We’re not perfect but we’re able to do it.

Killing Machine?

On June 22^{nd 2009}, I woke up as usual (typical me) only to find out that both of my palms were covered by blood!! I was shocked! The blood on my palms was dried and it’s red in colour. What has happened last night? Worried I turned my head to the right only to find out that my partner (DJ Pub) was missing from his bed. I get my butt off the bed and look for him. Phew... he was taking a bath. Relief on what happens; I quickly washed both of my palms at the sink before he saw me.

In the afternoon while having my lunch, I wondered why my palms were covered in blood that morning. Somehow, I just can’t recall it. The last I remember, I was typing something on my laptop and somehow I ended on the bed with both of my palms were covered in blood. Whose blood is it? Where did it come from? Why I can’t remember what happened last night? I lost my focus for the whole day. After done with my unfinished lunch I walked together with my partner to our house (rent). Along the way I tried to figure out the mystery.

Arrived at the house, the house owner asked us about what happened last night. He said that he heard frequent tapping sound on the wall and floor (he lives above us). My partner said that he didn’t hear anything last night. I also gave the same answer. The mystery keeps on wander on my head. Dead for answer I took out my handphone and open the text message sent by my friend yesterday without reason to keep me away from the mystery. While reading some of the message, I found a message that gives me an answer. Like a lightning hitting an amnesia person right to the skull, I remember what has happened last night. I looked up on the ceiling and the walls to assure it.

That night I was typing one of my assignment and it was late at night (can’t really remember the time) then came this pesky-annoying creatures keep on disturbing me from doing my assignment. My patience was burst up, I just can’t stand it. The creatures keep on surrounding me and biting me. I have no choice but to unleash my resolute to end this. I chased and patted it with both of my hands one by one endlessly without leaving the one on the wall and the ceiling that none of it left to disturb me. Hundreds of their dead bodies were on the ceiling, walls and on the FLOOR! A primary 2 pupil (refer to math syllabus) can count how many dead bodies were on the floor. I almost depleted my aura and decided to turn off my laptop and went to sleep without realizing my palms was covered with blood. No wonder. These blood-sucking creatures deserve what they should have; tp die on my hand.

Sorry, there is no picture of these damn creatures on this post because they’re all DEAD. Well, I have to clean up the floor before the house owner finds out. Keep On Fighting!!

Live your life to the fullest and fight for it…!

How was your life? Does it suck? Great? Do you have unfinished homework which needs to be submitted tomorrow? Or daily lesson plan for tomorrow teaching? Deadline or decisions to be made in short notice? Do you enjoy it? Or wishing you’re not there to bother about it? We’ll always question ourselves “Why do I have to face this life”. Don’t blame God because everything in this world has it own cause and we’re part of it.

That’s life, in our everyday’s life we have to face various challenges and conflicts to make our life still going on. Sometime we always have a thought to ourselves about what we have been through in life whether it’s worth to ourselves and vice versa. Yes there are times that we wish that we never have to go through all this and just move on but without challenges and conflicts there is no reason for us to fight for. We learned from our experience and past’s mistake. From that we know how to make things (and life) better and avoid the occurrence of the same situation that might get us into troubles.

This is my favourite quote I want to share it to all of you;

“Life is full of the unexpected; it’s the unexpected makes life worth a living” – Anonymous

Without the unexpected; the challenges, the problems, conflicts, threats or opportunities our life would be full dullness which is called “comfort zone”. So what’s the catch? Believe me everyone have their own dream. Some dreamed of being rich and famous, having great looks, good family, knowledgeable, talented, expert, jack of all trade or being loved by someone except if you’re not dreaming for anything (to chase). Man change darkness into a light bulb, distance into transportation, boredom into entertainment, hunger into variety of cooking recipes and tools, complexity into simplified & sophisticated tools, curiosity into a discovery and dream into reality by facing these problems for thousand of years ago. It’s worth a try to me.

Life is so beautiful to be missed when it past and leaving us behind reminiscing its’ beauty. When it has gone far away, we regretted of not using the time given and wished it could be turned back to get things right and enjoying what it should be. That’s how much life worth to me and it still cost me now! I always wish that I have time for everything and as a normal human being I barely do little to myself. I envy my past when I was a youngster; full of flair, creative, enthusiastic, spirited, curious and hunger for success. To get that back never been impossible but a lot of sacrifices needs to be done.

I rather slept late at night (that’s why I never take dinner) and woke up early in the morning just to enjoy the view of life in the morning. As I took a deep breath and thought to myself “What a great day to start my day (life)”. The more life pressures me, the more I enjoy it because my life would be bore and dull without it. Problems energize my mind, conflicts change my view, threats turn me into a fighter and challenges make me stronger. That’s my catch and what about you? I have my own way and so do you.

“Live your life to the fullest!”

Keep On Fighting!!!