virtual world VS reality

First and foremost, people's mouth is not the easiest thing to shut.

And it is the most unpredictable medium of 'transportation'. No one can control the other person's tongue (unless it is being cut off). My programme will be conducted after the Raya Holiday which cause me and my committee three hectic weeks.

 My worst fear is that these 'uncontrollable moving media' will cause a stir in our small community in KYUEM. Yeah, that's where I'm studying right now. I really hope that the same thing which happened with our Traditional Dance competition does not repeat itself again this time.

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And now, I got a startling news that one of my committee members is actually a spy from a particular house (what the heck!!!!! don't they ever stop ruining other people's lives). This particular revelation makes me lose my trust towards my own friend! Shocking isn't it.

God, I just hope that we can manage this event successfully without causing any 'discomfort' to other people (although the reality is; there will always be a 'person' who does not sit well with others happiness). MCB, here we come!!!

~.~ exam results

there is actually nothing to be said here

i'm just too bored here alone in this chalet

loneliness is just so depressing...

btw, this loneliness reminds me of my freshly announced results

arrgghhhhh..............

there's only one conclusion that can be made from them

study hard for the repeat papers

next semester

oh Allah, please gives me the strength

hye everyone!!!

Finally, i have the guts to create this blog! Well, actually there's nothing much to be wrote in this column but I think that this is the best way for me to express myself. In a way, this blog will features most of my inner feelings and experiences (as if other blogs don't do the same thing - lol). As a beginning, this is the poem that I wrote for my Eng. Literature class. I don't think that it is 'that' good, but each and everyone of us have our own interpretations of life, identity and sense of belonging. Hence, enjoy it...

-Where I Come From-

I create myself, clutching millions of cell

denoted by each fence I meet.

Being the youngest, outspoken

and odd doesn’t help living in this clan.

Art surrounds my whole heart beat eager

to be expressed to the outer world.

There’s no kid born with me in this compound

And I live with those ladies in early life holding

the sign ‘The man in charge’;

jerking me into the world of adults in no time.

No one knows me; I never let any!

Terrified of the truth and denial

when the veils uncovered. Will they?

Word by word those pieces teach me,

world will never accept the real me for me.

Why does it matter? Do they play my play?

I want to be the mountain that stood

his ground. Enchanting the sky; reflected by the soothing sea.

Jolting the memory of sand by my feet.

I knew that day will come where all these miseries

end and then and there;

My last path reveals.