tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-91465096877802779422024-03-12T21:49:31.936-07:00bable bableThis is a BABLING SPACE for a BABLING IDIOT like ME! ...do i spell "babbling" right..??Unknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger29125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9146509687780277942.post-87598229355185719912011-01-20T23:37:00.000-08:002011-01-21T00:00:28.985-08:00I know I know, I suck..Dear sygg,<br /> Dear, in many ways, i'm a loser. i dissapointed many individuals in my life, not to mention my family, frens and you.<br /> dear, i always wanted to tell you, how interior i felt in front of you. you see dear, in many ways, i am lame. i suck. i never heard and do many things. i never remember anything important and or please you in many ways. i, in many ways and words, is a humble loser. dear, u, have a car, that drives me everywhere whereas i, stay at home , cooking junks. you are the one who comes to see me, and bring me out. you are learning skills, and have business for yourself. whereas i, goes to work when time, my lousy works that no one respected, even when i'm happy for that. i never had enough money, and i depended on you in vast ways. i could not be there when you really need me, or help when you really need it. its like, the position of our relationship has tumbled and opposed. i.. am lame. i am only good at making stupid nonsense and anger everyone around me.<br /> dear, i really felt tiny when i'm with you. or with our frens, never had the feeling of superiority came to me when they should have. and i hope, just a tiny faith in me, that u and our frens, accepted me they way i am, the way i had grown to be. i'm no superman, no extraordinaire. i'm just me. a rusty, stupid me.<br /> dear, never the less, i love you. and i hope you'd never read this. i never though to put it here, but i never expected i had the guts to do it. just, don't hink less of me, ok?<br /><br />till then, <br /> a loser,<br /> syafiq.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9146509687780277942.post-20379775796036013492011-01-02T07:50:00.000-08:002011-01-02T07:59:59.272-08:002010 + 0001 = newer beginning?haha.<br /><br />NO!<br /><br />Ehem. Well, maybe. Who knows? Maybe. I DONT KNOW. Do you?<br /><br />Hm.<br /><br />Well, bak kate kwn aku mek, Kepulangan Seorang Blogger? :P pegi makan laa mek!<br /><br />haha!<br /><br />I'm older now. got some more zits. obnoxious. not taller thought.<br /><br />owh well.<br /><br />well baby, i guess its you and me with avid listener isnt it dear?<br /><br />blog : nope. just you.<br /><br />haha.<br /><br />sarcastic.<br /><br />well, announcement everybody. me started back this blogging thing. youre with me right Barney?<br /><br />Barney : <span style="font-style: italic;">yeah bro! and get a suit!</span><br /><br />*silence*<br /><br />well, see ya.<br /><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Happy 2011</span>.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9146509687780277942.post-27007285207759628802010-03-31T21:58:00.000-07:002010-03-31T22:35:21.383-07:00hello world...hi real world. news flash from the dead and drifted. today i got to spend time with computers and limited internet connection. so blogging is the only option for fun apparently. and looks like fun's over. swoooshing back to hell. will revive on april 9 :).<br /><br />hope for you to hear me then.<br /><br /><br />till then real world.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9146509687780277942.post-47977440246103493822009-11-14T06:34:00.000-08:002009-11-14T07:01:22.827-08:00paranoiaa!!!hari ni patutnye aku happy. tau nape? sbb.. aku dah trperuk kt asrama slama 5 minggu, di seksa dgn bdk3 kt sane, kene blaja smpai lewat mlm, tdo lmbt bgn awal, tdo dlm kelas pastu kene marah, tdo time prep kene tembak pistol air. patutnye aku gembira sbb family aku dtg dr kl nk jumpe aku sbb nk amik brg. next week aku balik naik bas. parent xley amik. so patutnye hari ni aku relax.. kn3?<br /><br />tp!<br /><br />aku ptg td marah3 sbb aku brkejar turun bwh ingt mak aku dah dtg. pengumuman pn suro aku dtg bwk kd outing. rupanye bdk3 suro aku amik earphone. dah la xkemas brg lg. dahtu berlari bwh. kene gelak lg. then aku rase ngntok. tp baru nk tdo mami dah smpai. xpe3. blet tdo kn hotel kn3?<br />dah tu smpai hotel okkkk. smpai td lagu3 dlm ipod aku kene delete habis. fuck itunes. fuck itunes. then dgn kebabian pemandu yg xreti nk berhemah then dgn adik3 aku lg yg bergaduh pasal bende bodoh then libatkn aku. dh laa lg xde privacy kt hotel ni. rimas ko tau?<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xH83-eM8FTY/Sv7F4daBoMI/AAAAAAAAACE/M4PVsiWLaIw/s1600-h/378382898_3d932a0338.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xH83-eM8FTY/Sv7F4daBoMI/AAAAAAAAACE/M4PVsiWLaIw/s320/378382898_3d932a0338.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403974176648306882" border="0" /></a><br /><br />then pasal syg. sygg... sy skrg dgn parents. dgn ayah n mami yg suke check3 brg sy. bkn sng sy nk jawab call or sms . sms plak dah susah sket sbb hp sy tu dah mcm ****. n pliz jgn buat consumption yg sy xske k? boleh? ok sygg. n ye . sy hacks sygg. syg sorg je. ingt k?<br /><br /><br /><br />huh.<br /><br />paranoia. bende ni boleh buat aku gile klau kene slalu sgt.<br /><br />siyes.<br /><br />aku benci ko paranoia.<br /><br />time kasih sbb slalu temankn aku.<br /><br />huh.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9146509687780277942.post-86854302540816087552009-11-09T23:54:00.000-08:002009-11-09T23:57:19.270-08:00dear<span style="font-size:78%;">dear sygg. im sorryy sbb my phone kene rampas. i know sy xcall sygg sgt dah. sbb phone xde. lg pon dorgg xnk bagi gne phone dorg sgt. dorg takot kene ramapas lg./ cian kn? emm sorry sgt. btw diut sy dah 0 n n nnti klau bley sy cbe call k? tau3</span><br /><span style="font-size:78%;">sorii.. love you.. :*</span>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9146509687780277942.post-87271754984377525092009-11-02T22:17:00.000-08:002009-11-02T22:33:37.195-08:00ranting - grey matter?<div align="center">here's to the reincarnation of the never deceased.</div><div align="center">here's to he who thinks he's no one.</div><div align="center">alone and petrified.</div><div align="center">and if even thinks that you're in peace.</div><div align="center">you got me to worry about.</div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center">this is not you dude.</div><div align="center">what happen to the happy-go-fucking-lucky you?</div><div align="center">you're all sad and distured.</div><div align="center">and you don't even told me about it.</div><div align="center">i know.</div><div align="center">things must be hard for you.</div><div align="center">things are hitting you hard.</div><div align="center">your thing are hard (?!)</div><div align="center">but you should know.</div><div align="center">we're here laa wei.</div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center">i know we haven't talk for a while.</div><div align="center">but i can't stand it reading you like that.</div><div align="center">you know.</div><div align="center">you belong with us.</div><div align="center">eventhough the harsh words and smelly signature.</div><div align="center">you're still with us.</div><div align="center">you are what you eat.</div><div align="center">and you are what you say.</div><div align="center">say it like this.</div><div align="center">and take it back like that.</div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center">you might can't understand this </div><div align="center">(even i can't)</div><div align="center">but deep down. </div><div align="center">dude, you're my friend.</div><div align="center">you can anything to me.</div><div align="center">and you are not DEAD.</div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center">dear good friend,</div><div align="center">this is to you who always did give the chance,</div><div align="center">and gave back to him the chance.</div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center">to you who always did felt appreciated.</div><div align="center">but you are.</div><div align="center">deep down inside.</div><div align="center">in the heart of souls who never open up their heart.</div><div align="center">fuck me.</div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center">fuck you.</div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center">spirit and soul awaken.</div><div align="center">may he revive in peas.</div><div align="center">a lot of it.</div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9146509687780277942.post-48679094829930632152009-10-29T19:05:00.000-07:002009-10-29T21:14:19.259-07:00A Post To Her<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xH83-eM8FTY/SupntcyPSxI/AAAAAAAAAB0/q3v0SW5ig3o/s1600-h/l_ac2dd47fc09744f1bccc393aa0194270.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398241133875645202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 287px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xH83-eM8FTY/SupntcyPSxI/AAAAAAAAAB0/q3v0SW5ig3o/s320/l_ac2dd47fc09744f1bccc393aa0194270.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xH83-eM8FTY/SupdVTd4HGI/AAAAAAAAABs/dfjJfubPLCA/s1600-h/622fb949d274a2e8.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398229723941182562" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 145px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 108px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xH83-eM8FTY/SupdVTd4HGI/AAAAAAAAABs/dfjJfubPLCA/s320/622fb949d274a2e8.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div>Dear Love,</div><br /><br /><div>For that very happy day, I've bought you a white rose. I ought to give to you. but i am much too far away. so i will kept in. by my side. Just like i kept you. inside my heart. so on our anniversary. on that happy day. there's only one thing i want to say. you.ve heard it many times before. others had heard of this also. but on that day, it will be special. for us al least. ok sygg? ehem. nk ckp ni.</div><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><div>I LOVE YOU. CINTA YOU ALWAYS :*</div><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><div><span style="font-size:78%;"><span style="font-size:100%;">happy anniversary.</span> </span></div></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9146509687780277942.post-76958504554279055092009-10-28T17:24:00.000-07:002009-10-28T17:35:42.892-07:00ranting - something u never think you never expected.its like this.<br /><br />dude. you care for a girl. thats a good thinG! yeah! eventhough you didnt tell me n doesnt really support me in caring for my girl, its ok! dude,its a REALLY good thing. you know you can tell me anything right. so maybe i forgot or didnt LOOK like i paid attention, but i did man. you're the one that told me not to hide my feeling. am i right? hu-hu.<br /><br />c'mon.<br /><br />see. and i also HEARD that the girl rejected you. and your frens REJECTED you in some way (i know dudes. i know) i mean, you know the guys are always there for you. you can tell us anything even if you cant reach me. there's always HIM and HIM. see we do care. n you camera isnt as important as your feeling. dude, seriously. i known you way back even you aint got no camera.<br /><br />ok.<br /><br />by the end of this year, we'll make another pillow talk and this time YOU'RE holding the pillow ok? n i'm gonna make sure you spill everything OUT down to you biggest-not-yet-published-dirty-little-BOXER :P (ok secrets).<br /><br />haha.<br /><br />cheer up k? thats what you always told me. now its my turn.<br /><br />ok?<br /><br />btw.<br /><br />we're still friends. even if you're never bought that camera.<br /><br />ok?<br /><br />later dude.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9146509687780277942.post-16868440517220995852009-09-20T10:30:00.000-07:002009-09-20T10:51:22.895-07:00desire - laptop<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xH83-eM8FTY/SrZpsFwtIJI/AAAAAAAAABk/hHN50Q0YY5o/s1600-h/46629484758fdbd4.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 125px; height: 81px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xH83-eM8FTY/SrZpsFwtIJI/AAAAAAAAABk/hHN50Q0YY5o/s320/46629484758fdbd4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383606610749628562" border="0" /></a><br />yaaaaaaaa!!!!!!!!!!!!! this is the laptop that i had my eyes on for a while now. it the new (or so i thought) DELL STDIO 15 ARTIST EDITION : MIKE MING . yeah!!!!! haha now for the details<br /><br />price : rm2699++<br />dateline to buy this thing : 2015 (by then, i dont think this is the best for me.)<br /><br />fyi, i seriously admire the artwork. just wanted that skin anyway.<br />now the real details.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><h2>Specifications</h2><p><strong>General<br /></strong>Built-in Devices Wireless LAN antenna , Stereo speakers<br />Width - 14.0 in<br />Depth - 10.16 in<br />Height - 1.48 in<br />Weight - 6.0 lbs<br />Color - Jet black<br />Notebook type - Thin-and-light (4-6 lbs.)<br />Screen type - Widescreen</p> <p><strong>Processor</strong><br />Processor - Intel Core 2 Duo T5850 / 2.16 GHz<br />Multi-Core processor technology : Dual-Core<br />64-bit processor - Yes<br />Data bus speed - 800.0 MHz<br />Chipset type - Mobile Intel PM965 Express</p> <p><strong>Cache Memory<br /></strong>Type L2 cache<br />Cache size 3.0 MB</p> <p><strong>RAM</strong><br />Installed Size 3.0 GB / 4.0 GB (max)<br />Technology DDR2 SDRAM - 400.0 MHz<br />Environmental Parameters<br />Min Operating Temperature 32.0 °F<br />Max Operating Temperature 95.0 °F<br />Humidity Range Operating 10 - 90%<br />Shock Tolerance 110.0 g @ 2ms half-sine pulse (operating) / 160.0 g @ 2ms half-sine pulse (non-operating)<br />Vibration Tolerance 0.66 g @ RMS (random) (operating) / 1.3 g @ RMS (random) (non-operating)<br />Storage Controller<br />Storage controller type Serial ATA</p> <p><strong>Storage<br /></strong>Floppy Drive None<br />Hard Drive 320.0 GB - Serial ATA-150<br />Storage Removable None<br />Hard drive type Standard</p> <p><strong>Optical Storage</strong><br />Type 8X Slot Load CD / DVD Burner (Dual Layer DVD+/-R Drive) - Integrated<br />CD / DVD read speed 8X<br />Optical Storage (2nd)<br />2nd optical storage type None</p> <p><strong>Card Reader<br /></strong>Card reader type 8 in 1 card reader<br />Supported flash memory cards MultiMediaCard , Memory Stick , SD Memory Card , xD-Picture Card , SDIO , Memory Stick Pro</p> <p><strong>Display</strong><br />Display Type 15.4 in TFT active matrix<br />Max Resolution 1280 x 800 ( WXGA )<br />Widescreen Display - Yes<br />Video - Graphics Processor / Vendor Intel Graphics Media Accelerator X3100<br />Video Memory 256.0 MB</p> <p><strong>Audio<br /></strong>Audio output type Sound card<br />Audio output compliant standards High Definition Audio</p> <p><strong>Notebook Camera</strong><br />Camera Type Integrated<br />Sensor Resolution 2 Megapixel</p> <p><strong>Input Device(s)<br /></strong>Input device type Keyboard , Touchpad</p> <p><strong><a id="KonaLink0" target="undefined" class="kLink" style="text-decoration: underline ! important; position: static;" href="http://hubpages.com/hub/Dell-15-Studio-Artist-Edition#"><span style="color: rgb(41, 124, 207) ! important; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: 14px; position: static;color:#297ccf;" ><span class="kLink" style="color: rgb(41, 124, 207) ! important; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: 14px; position: static;">Networking</span></span></a></strong><br />Networking 10/100 Ethernet , Network adapter<br />Networking / Wireless LAN Supported Yes<br />Wireless NIC Dell Wireless 1397<br />Data link protocol IEEE 802.11n (draft) , 802.11a/b , IEEE 802.11b , Ethernet , IEEE 802.11g<br />Networking standards IEEE 802.11b , IEEE 802.11g , IEEE 802.11n</p> <strong>Expansion / Connectivity<br /></strong>Expansion Slots Total (Free) 1.0 ( 0.0 ) x Memory , 2.0 ( 1.0 ) x ExpressCard/54<br />Interfaces 1.0 x Network - Line-out/headphones - Mini-phone stereo 3.5 mm , 1.0 x Hi-Speed USB - Ethernet 10Base-T/100Base-TX/1000Base-T - Mini-phone 3.5 mm , 1.0 x IEEE 1394 (FireWire) - VGA - 19 pin HDMI Type A , 1.0 x Audio - HDMI - RJ-45 , 1.0 x Audio - Line-in - 15 pin HD D-Sub (HD-15) , 1.0 x Microphone - Input - 4 pin USB Type A , 4.0 x Display / video - 4 pin FireWire , 1.0 x Display / video - Mini-phone 3.5 mm<br /><br /><br />pliz visit this website for more info<br /><br />http://www.dell.com/content/topics/topic.aspx/global/products/laptop_studio/topics/en/us/us/dhs/laptop_studio_15_17_ming?c=us&cs=19&l=en&s=dhs&redirect=1Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9146509687780277942.post-67564574179997628202009-09-20T10:09:00.000-07:002009-09-20T10:29:54.424-07:00ranting - rayait raya!!!!!!!!!!!<br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-size:180%;">R<span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">A<span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);">Y<span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);">A!!!!!!!<span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><br />RAYA<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">RAYA<br />raya<br /></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br />raya..<br /><br />:)<br /><br />aa raya. the festive season. a day to celebrate our victorious effort of fasting for a whole month n going thru rough n challenging test . aa what a day..<br /><br />as been told in my last post, i dnt feel raya coming. idk. maybe something just isnt there. ow well. raya's here anyway. so lets start celebrating ! :D<br /><br />day 1.<br /><br />i started my day with waking up in the morning and sleeping in the mosque while the khutbah is given out. all dressed up in my bju melayu n sampin plus songkok, then sleeping in the back of the mosque. nice start :)<br /><br />then got back home, start the photo session and maaf memaafkn, duit raya (cant miss this babeh ! :D:D ) and eat.<br /><br /></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span>since i am already EHEM 16, i dont get that much duit raya. and SOME people has been mistaking me for a dad. yup. A FATHER OF A CHILD. nice huh? :)<br /><br />Tthen after visiting some relative, i got back home n sleep. ow yeah. (in the "jim carrey" accent) i slept. n it was NICE.<br /><br />woke up , eat bla bla bla<br />bla bla bla<br />bla bla..<br />....<br /><br />well that was boring!<br /><br />ow well. a post of total boringness.<br /><br />this is a rant anyway. why'd u care?<br /><br />haziq dont read this.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9146509687780277942.post-78283062842054981652009-09-17T10:34:00.000-07:002009-09-17T11:30:07.642-07:00ranting - straight from my heart 1hi. and hepi raye. :)<br />sooo i just got home. n while i am over there at mrsm kb, i've decided. from now on. im gonna write in my blog. n letting things out little by little. cos since no one is trying to discover this heart of mine. i guess i just let it out n let myself read it. i know it sounded a little pathetic. but then its me what do i care what you think? ive learned recently that if you let people get the better of u. then u better off dead since you've become worthless to the society n no one wants you anymore. and isnt that sad? :)<br /><br />well then. let get this ranting started.<br /><br />in this post, im gonna tell you something. in the next post, im gonna write something else. simple as that.<br /><br />you see. 3 weeks fasting in a boarding school isnt all that fun. mrsm kb isnt that kind of place that promise you the fasting fun. to me at least. and being there actually tortured me in some way. i got a bit feverish, got gastric juice in my stomach, missing my home,frens+gf, wishing i wasnt there, intervention for addmath (i got 9% for log formative test), havent sahur for a few continuous days, being kick and stabbed deeply in the back (real deep), got me wishing for stuff i am never gonna get (not in this 10 years maybe) an many unpleasant memories. and the worst thing is. i dont feel excite for raya :(. i mean, usually when raya is near, u start to feel excited. feel happy and thankful. but then being there, with the pressure and the routine and lack of mass media to tell me that raya is coming, i felt like. raya isnt as exciting as it used to. :((<br /><br />then when its time to go home. the excite aroused a little bit. since i get to go home. later my frens hp (which i depend on) got taken by the warden, im going to kelantan for a few days for raya. stil ok. i guess i still have some days. btw im going back to kelantan at 3am after this. ok2. its ok. i can deal with this.<br /><br />then it got worse.<br /><br />i started to dig "i gotta feeling - bep" since i do got that feeling. :) while picking me from the bus station, my dad isnt in his good mood. he cranky and sleepy u see. so eventhought he said to me earlier "<span style="font-style: italic;">nnti kite g ah jj lps amik abg since jj ttp pkul 1 n you can get ur stuff" . </span>feeling excited, i was hoping forward for it. then my hope crushes to pieces. teeny teeny pieces of dzarah. then i felt like tears. or so i thought. then my gf.. she got touchy. ow great. its ok. its ok. i can work all of this out. i got that feeling remember? so after top up my hp and fill my tummy. off to home to achieve my feeling. then it crushes again. my gf is still touchy. i dont know why. she had that "im disappointed in you " and she say she's ok. i dont like that. i SERIOUSLY DONT LIKE IT. shes not like the herself i was hoping her to be when i talk to her. i dont want all that missing go to waste. its ok sayang. :* and guys. i contact u guys nnti tau. dont worry :) :) .<br /><br />well then, while i still try to sort out my night, i hope you guys enjoyed your ramadhan. n make out the best out of your raya. love u sygg n frens n all . till my next post. bbyeUnknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9146509687780277942.post-36827787121153371882009-08-21T10:51:00.000-07:002009-08-21T11:06:18.583-07:00there's this...there's this thing i wanted.. a phone<br />there's this family i cherish.. my family<br />there's this girl i like.. Qila<br />there's this group i hang with.. uguk2 family<br />there's this song i wanted..<br />there's this school i goes to.. mrsm kb<br />thers's this..<br />and that..<br />but then..<br />all of them lie deep in my heart.<br />just waiting to come out.<br />but then again..<br />i cant get them all out at 1 time..<br />then something taclessly will happen.<br />so i'll just keep them neat.<br />deep in my heart.<br />and let them be explore.<br />by those who can.<br />and let them be wonder.<br />let them be there.<br />till those who can make me.<br />fill out these thing.<br />and express them.<br />without being jugde.<br />which we human tend to.<br />discarding n rejecting those things.<br />without thinking the consiquences.<br />the afterworks that will happen.<br />to the expressor.<br />and that is life.<br />there's his one quote.<br />"don't go with life.<br />grow with life."<br /> -<span style="font-style: italic;">anonymous-</span>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9146509687780277942.post-72219849091966430972009-06-11T09:03:00.000-07:002009-06-11T09:07:30.906-07:00i am going back to penang! waa :((i dont wanna go back. dont wanna. my time here is not finished yet.i wanna stay here longer. its gonna be 2 month till my next vacation. its a LONG time ok! i dont wanna.. there are still things i wanna do. people i wanna see. dont send me back to that torture collage ! waaa i dont wannaa! me dont wanna....<br /><br />isk isk.. would some one hold me?<br /><br />i think i need a hug.. :(Unknownnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9146509687780277942.post-51984737471766448542009-06-01T03:49:00.000-07:002009-06-01T04:10:05.349-07:00yes, im not the president ure not looking for..when blogging. i have every right to say what i want. im not talking shit. im not insulting the president or anyone. im talking bout dissapointment. n who cares if my speeling is wrong. right? right? so i wanna talk about me not being the EMC president. so no one out there can think bad of me just because i post this, ok?! ok.. sorry for the harsh word (if u do think its harsh..)<br /><br />at my school, theres a comitee called the English Motivational Comitee where its theyre job to motivate people to talk more english. and frankly, im one of them.<br /><br />last thursday night. an election for the new office bearer for the EMC 09/10 has commenced. i myself, truth be told, wanted to be the president. n yes. i wanted it badly. so i try to convinced some of them to votefor me. n yet my street cred were not all that. so i didnt get the title. it get worse when i didnt get any title at all.. yeah maybe im being a title-freak but still.. i wanted a title. something that can make people know me. a reason of existence in that college. but sadly. no title for u. :(<br /><br />huh.. in my debate team. im the only on without a title. my first speaker is the ict networker. he do the blog for the emc. my second speaker is the photographer for the emc while my third speaker. is the president. leaving me. nothing. i felt left out. but then. it all come back to me. its my fault that everybody else thinks im capub-ing or syok sendiri. maybe i should fix myself. have some motivation for myself. or.. i could just stay like this. being the guy that none approved of. huh...<br /><br />well. thats all for my dissapointment post. i hope those who did read this wont jugde me badly. if u do. then i apologive to make u even thought of me . sorry n do visit again if u have time. gudbye now. n have a nice evening.<br /><br /><em>ps; my name is syafiq.. n thanks again..</em>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9146509687780277942.post-81917725086295633182009-05-06T07:26:00.000-07:002009-05-06T07:35:05.191-07:00blogging in secrets :D<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xH83-eM8FTY/SgGgE0y-HiI/AAAAAAAAABI/FDoJxe86to4/s1600-h/KOKO.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332719438535728674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 129px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xH83-eM8FTY/SgGgE0y-HiI/AAAAAAAAABI/FDoJxe86to4/s320/KOKO.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div>hahaha. finally! with bongek out of the way, i can blog! :D hehe fyi. i am officially in the mrsm kepala batas debate team n for being a debater, i got to use the computer n open blog (secretly of cos.). well, today we should be practising for tomorrow friendly, but knowing the sloth syafiq, i blog. haha guys! if you do read this. know that i am HANDSOME! HAA! been long since i last praise my big butt! n n mothers day are coming up. so expect a card from me mom. and and and sygggg i miss you.. :* guys im going to bentong so wish me luck. n wish i dont flunk! well, thats all for now. until next time teacher is not in. later n gudnite!<br /><br />ps; dude, if you do read this. well, have fun. i think.<br /><br />:P</div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9146509687780277942.post-73913894659572694042009-05-02T09:07:00.000-07:002009-05-02T09:27:00.378-07:00till then..till then btho.. till then guys.. till then everybody.. nnti kte jumpe lg tau,.. till then.. so long and gud nyte...<br /><br />bbye. assalamualaikum..<br /><br />(ye mek aku bg salam ni..)<br /><br />:)Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9146509687780277942.post-30681424454296015962009-04-30T10:25:00.000-07:002009-04-30T10:37:43.871-07:00yeahh..yeahh.. its been fun. a week in btho . a week holiday while others go to school. for the past three days smkbtho2 has seen my block face n stupid behavior. yes.. its been fun. but soon back to kb i go. doing routine stuff. huh. boring!! i wanna stay here a little bit longer! a year maybe? haha <em>dream on syfq! </em>it was nice while it lasted. got to see old frens. gf. exchanging stories. huh gud times. gud times.<br /><br /><br /><em>p/s: dude. i know we've been i evading each other. or is it was me? btw sorry. hope we can meet. </em><br /><em></em><br />later now. :*:*Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9146509687780277942.post-42354212646909658212009-04-25T08:46:00.000-07:002009-04-25T08:57:19.617-07:00tell tales of telling tales from the tailoring teller himself:O<br />....so. i was told to update my blog. so now i will and i am. as u can see from the title, this is a <em>"..tale told by an idiot, full of sound and fury, signifiying nothing.." (taken from life's BRIEF candle;shakespear) .</em> where was i? aa yes. baby. i know i have been an annoyance,ngade3 <em>sunnuva gun </em>but sorry if i really DID hurted your feeling. baby im sorry. i didnt know what i did. maybe it was something big or maybe just our normal misunderstanding but still. sorry baby..Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9146509687780277942.post-74348817951095265672009-03-18T21:24:00.000-07:002009-03-18T21:30:29.020-07:00damn *carut3* mp3!<span style="font-size:130%;">i just got an mp3. it look nice. bluei in colour. i got it at ts with the price rm65. now the damn thing is . <span style="font-size:180%;">THIS THING BROKE! IT WONT PLAY MUSIC OR RECHARGE OR EVEN RESPONDE TO MY PC.</span> i mean i just got it like 2 days ago. n this is what happen? ts is a long way from here n it gonna cost me lot just to get there. plus the time that is running out. the warranty is only 1 month ! plus the time to repair it. HUH!! my dad is totally gonna kill me. if i asked him to go to ts n repair it. damnn man... </span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">any volunteer in helping me doing this?</span>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9146509687780277942.post-32807349834647113942009-03-14T07:25:00.000-07:002009-03-14T07:47:56.884-07:00Honey Im Home..!!I am home! home fr the next 10 days from prison called MRSM KEPALA BATAS! where the prisoner living there r practising mental killing spree with a few exception who r killing physically. it is a time when saying hi (to the opposite gender, ususaly he seniors) is wrong n not saying hi (again,to the seniors. all of them) is wrong. the only right thing to do here is study n get throwned out from class if u dont finish up ur hw OR get in the class thru the window if ure late. yes its one of those places where if u dont survive here. u wont survive anywhere. yes welcome to MRSM KEPALA BATAS. where you classroommates(male usualy) r ur enemies..<br /><br />WAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA *<em>evil laugh effects</em><br /><em></em><br />well. thats all for now. aside from the piles of hw n dirty laundry. nothing much of the many memoirs that i wanted to bring back. now i gotta go my reading. reading what? KREKO of cos. :D<br /><br />bbye now.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9146509687780277942.post-52942397256636248192009-02-08T07:53:00.000-08:002009-02-08T08:17:10.161-08:00so.. this is it, huh?just like the title. so.. this is it huh? the time for people to part away , in the name of chasing their dreams.. my dream is not in mrsm. but if the goverment said so. then i had to follow.. seriously i dont wanna leave. there are people i dont wanna leave here. family friends loved ones. people who'd cry for me. that made me think i am needed here. i dont wanna leave my frens. my good n dearest frens. dont wanna lost my 2009 class, 4 Beta. i dont wanna leave her n them n everybody else. yes u may called me an "ego guy" for not crying. not sedey. but do u really know what i felt? do u know what i did the night i got my result? i merajok. i dont wanna talk to my mum. dont wanna see my dad. but then i know i had to stay positive. my dad will eventualy make me go. so i thought. n thought. n thought. n decided to give it a shot. n let me tell you. the last week of going to smkbtho 2 was not giving a good thought to my sensitive side. people cried. people gave advices. people gave hope. people sad. im sad. i dnt wanna go. but then.. its a good think i have frens there. frens that i can trust. aaahh! damn man! yes haziq. i am crying right now. am i ego now? huh am i am i??!! damn man! :((<br /><br />--------------------------------------------------------------------<br /><br />guess then i see u guys next month huh? in march n may.. i hoped u guys wont forget me n i hoped for the same for me. gdbye baby. gdbye dude. till we meet again.<br /><br /><em>p/s : i love you guys. frens, who am i without u guys :) </em><br /><em></em><br /><em>:*:*</em>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9146509687780277942.post-78570339493866488592009-02-05T01:44:00.001-08:002009-02-05T01:44:56.426-08:00kuar eh?ari sabtu haziq.. kite kuar hari ahad eh? bley sygg?Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9146509687780277942.post-15565053824060073652009-02-03T08:14:00.000-08:002009-02-03T08:56:43.908-08:00tagged<em>tagged by </em>CoffeeDude.<br /><br /><br />What have you been doing recently?<br />trying to plan my way ponteng-ning school :P<br /><br />Do you ever turn your cell phone off?<br />yes. in state of emergency. by emergency i mean my dad wanting to see it :)<br /><br />What happened at 10am today?<br />3/2/2009 - pretended i'm listened to the teacher while resting my brain.<br /><br />When did you last cry?<br />last week. i got into a quarrel . it was not nice .<br /><br />Believe in fate/destiny?<br />definitely brother! :D<br /><br />What do you want in your life now?<br />a scooter with fire rockets n laser jets :D<br /><br />Do you carry an umbrella when it rains or just put up your hood?<br />playing in the rain is WAYYY nicer.<br /><br />What's your favourite thing to do on the bed?<br />SMS-ing! my optometyer(eye doctor :D) said i cant read on the bed no more. it'll give u agtimatisme (silau).<br /><br />What bottoms are you wearing now?<br />The bottom that make my butt looks all that.<br /><br />Whats the nicest things in your inbox?<br />my baby telling me bout her real feeling for me :*<br /><br />Do you tend to make the relationship complicated?<br />no way! why would i do that?!<br /><br />Are you wearing anything borrowed from anyone?<br />No.<br /><br />What was the last movie you caught?<br />Inkheart! n-i-c-e!<br /><br />What are you proud of?<br />my butt n the new spec i'll be getting :D<br /><br />What does the oldest text msg in your inbox say?<br />about a SIPUT BABI joke or something.<br /><br />What was the last song you sang out loud?<br />akan tiba - aliff OIAM<br /><br />Do you have any nicknames?<br />just call me syafiq. thats nice :)<br /><br />What does the newest text say?<br />do u got anything else to ask beside this?<br /><br />What time did you go to bed last night?<br />bout 1.45 am. the result was not nice.<br /><br />Are you currently happy?<br />yes and no. make it 'a little not over me'.<br /><br />Who gives you the best advise?<br />mostly haziq but then i ignored most of his advice. no offence dude.<br /><br />Do you eat whipped cream straight from the can?<br />i would try but the cream wont come out :(<br /><br />Who did you talk on the phone last night?<br />ure a busybody guy arent u? fine. Qila :*<br /><br />Who was the last person to make you laugh?<br />Qila :* she SMS-ed me if u must know.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9146509687780277942.post-23636667377315598702009-01-23T06:55:00.000-08:002009-01-23T07:16:11.843-08:00talks about stupidity..PMR. a chance for pupils to ask whatever they are desired if they got what their mom told them to. maybe a little off your mom's target but still she'll offer you something right? it is in this kind of period where you, after-PMR-candidates-who-got-their-result to ask for.. idk.. handphone. a scooter. PSP or maybe moneyy? yeah... i heard a friend of mine got a laptop for his 8A.. nice huh?<br /><br />and here's the boring part.<br /><br />well. my mom ask me if i wanted anything for my 7A.(7A je. wasnt in my mom expectation even thought she said 6A is ok..). after a whole night of silence treatment mymom ask if i wanted anything. well for some people this is the chance to get what they wanted. but after what i experienced. all i said was nothing..<br /><br />a few weeks past n still i havent ask anything from her. she asked and asked n i still said nothing that can make her mind say "ahh i see..". ive been thinking 4 of my friends r having their bdays in Feb. so i asked for an amount of money to go shopping since im broke n all. n when i did asked for a secret amount of money. she didnt blink. i tried to soft it off a little by saying that this is 4 my PMR gift thingy. n she still didnt blink. after a little talk. she'd agree. but daddy have to know about this. i didnt blink. comparing money n my dad questions. i rather cancel the money i asked. n she suddenly suprised. i did asked for money n she'd willing to give it to me but now i dont want it? wth? then i say "ok mummy byeee... n dont tell daddy about this.. gdbyeeee..." n went climbing a tree while leaving my mom with her jaws opens wandering what had happened.. yeah.. i refused money.. dumb huh?<br /><br />after telling this to a few friends n the respondes was anoynomous.<br /><br />"u my fren are an idiot."<br /><br />so whos up for cappucino with extra foam? haziq's buying..Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9146509687780277942.post-80047998502352293602009-01-23T06:47:00.001-08:002009-01-23T06:55:35.112-08:00i am some guy huh?i had a fight. n this isnt one of those "<span style="color:#ff0000;">kiss n make up</span>" fight noo... this one is <strong>way</strong> out of my league. i dnt know what else to do.. one minute we're so into. next minute she doesnt wanna talk to me.. this so remind me of the click five song. <span style="color:#ff0000;"><strong>JENNY. </strong></span><span style="color:#000000;">im sorry.. i really do.. if itsabout me. i apologize seriously apologize. if the person that im talking about is reading this right now. i wanna say </span><span style="color:#ff99ff;"><strong>I'M SORRY...</strong></span><span style="color:#000000;"> i know i can be a jerk sometimes.. or maybe sometimes u never liked.. but .. im sorry.. sorry..</span><br /><br /><br />Anyone up for mochacinno latte? im buying..Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0