I'm running out of time. I've got to push on.





Alhamdulillah. Syukur kepada Allah.




Okay someone asked me to update, so I will.
No wait, some others asked me to do so,
but well, ah it's okay.


SO! My life's been, hmmm...

What can I say ? Okay, one word: BORING!
Yes! My life's boring. Damn it.

As seen in my tagboard, others' life are like
way better than mine.

People always tell me, "Get a life man! " and

I'd reply, "I have a life & I'm living it now".
Well yea, that's it. Though I have to admit,

I'm not living my life fully.
There's so much to do!

Travelling around the world,

seeing the beautiful cities such as Venice,
and this other town with it's oh-so breathtaking views.

All in time to come, I will fulfill it, hopefully.
Blablabla...




Kay! Today I did something that's been
bothering me since yesterday night.
It bothered me by not making me fall asleep,

as I can feel the adrenaline rush
running wildly through my body.


Damn!
It's at 11 in the night! Imagine that!
So apparently wanted to do 5 things.

5 crazy things (whatever). But I only managed
to like succeed in one. Oh boy. I failed in others.
Other than that, obtained myself some bruises

on my palm and a scratch.

Tried to do this thing. I have no idea why

I'm so energetic and I went
and attempt it eventhough I have a

small tiny fear. In the end, I failed and
landed with a ghastly thud on my side.

Oh that hurts! But lucky it's just for like
10 seconds. Then blablabla again. The End.



last but not least,
DON'T ASK ME ABOUT THE COLOURS!
i'm bored...

To whom it may concern (yang lain tolong jangan terase ye):
I've updated about my life now! :D


& I think I'm addicted to Bumper Stars. HAHA!
In memory...

He was a great teacher, in fact, he was better.
Yes, we may seem to get distracted,
and not listen to him in class.
But deep inside each one of us,
I'm sure, we all know what a wonderful
teacher he was.

His lessons may be mundane at times,
but he did try to liven up the class.
He exudes such character that I admire; patience.

Yes, he was very patient with our class.
He knew we had troubles with Physics,
but he did not capitulate and instead
tried to push us.

At times, we took his patience for granted.
We made him boil till he couldn't control.
He tried his best to pass his knowledge
to us, despite knowing that only a
pitiful number were giving full attention.

He was a fit teacher. I know to some of us,
we may not even notice that, due to the fact that
he's not physically built. But I remembered an event
that shocked me.

It was just last year, during X-country.
I was on the run back to school,
pacing myself. As I turned and looked to my right,
there he was. He caught up with me,
then we ran together. Then, he overtook me.
I was shocked. He who was older than me,
who supposedly is languid, could even defeat me.

From then on, I knew he was much fitter than
his appearance may show.

Then, a disheartening news reached the ears
of everyone. He was gone. Everyone; students,
school's faculty, ex-students - we were all stupefied.

After about a half-year long,he left us.
The news was like a bombshell that dropped upon us.
Upon hearing, we were in disbelief.
Till now, we still remembered him.
At times, we felt guilty for all the wrong we did.


Last but not least,
thank you for teaching us.
Though it was only for a year,
we appreciate it. Thank you very much.

R.I.P

I have been busy for the past few days. With tests coming my way, I have to be prepared. Though I must admit, I didn't really revised much. Anyway, I've started revision. Starting off with Chemistry for a start. Yes, my Chemistry is atrocious. It's unbearable. Readers who knows me well, you might be in disbelief. The fact that I actually started revision earlier than usual, I know you might be shocked, but so am I. With Prelims just around the corner, I want to achieve the best out of what I can. I want to get more than just a F9 for my Chemistry.


Anyway, enough about that.
Life. Let's talk about mine.

I've been chatting with D for the past few months.
I must say, she's a crazy girl.
Always filled with lots of crazy and whacky ideas.
Going out with her, well, it's enjoyable.
In fact, it's more than enjoyable.

However, due to me being busy,
and she busy with her own things,
we've not been chatting much lately.
It'll be great if we could once more.
Though I foresee it would only be after
Prelims, if not O's.


On the side note,
there's another one.
Just like the former,
I began chatting with her a few months ago.
She is of course, a totally different person.
Not in contrast with D though.
They're quite similar, although they are unique
in their own different ways.

I got to know A through well, I won't say.
Ever since I know her, we've been chatting since.
I'm surprised that we could actually click.
We got along rather well.
There's bound to have laughters and jokes
in the conversation. It's great knowing you, A.



If you have not noticed,
I used proper English in this post.
Well, I just want to practice.


ps: D & A, don't tag at my tagboard if you happen to read this.

As I scoured through my rows of books and files and notes,
trying to locate the important documents for my testimonial,
I happened to come across something. I find it's quite meaningful.
This was what I received by my instructor, Bernard, a year ago.

So what will matter?
How will the value of your days be measured?

What will matter is not what you bought,
but what you built.
Not what you got,
but what you gave.
What will matter is not your success
but your significance.
What will matter is not what you learnt
but what you taught.
What will matter is every act of integrity, compassion,
courage, or sacrifice that enriched,
empowered or encouraged others
to emulate your example.
What will matter is not your competence
but your character.

What will matter is not how many people you know,
but how many will feel a lasting loss when you're gone.
What will matter is not your memories,
but the memories that live in those who loved you.
What will matter is how long you will be remembered,
by whom and for what.
Living a life that matters doesn't happen by accident.
It's not a matter of circumstances but of choice.
Choose to live that matters.

He was innocent.
He was determined.
He wants to be smart.
He tried.
He gave his best.
He just wanted to learn
Just like any other kid.
He was compassionate.
But I . . .




I felt guilty.

School's been fine.
Homeworks are rather manageable
for the time being.


Tests, mock, quiz.
They're all coming our way pretty soon.
Better start our revision.
Don't slack.


Short post.
I know it's boring.
I've got no ideas.



anyway,


random





Hey you! See! I updated :D

A new electrical appliance has just joined
the family. It is now seating in the living room
where everyone could admire it's beauty.




Been becoming a moving-man
past few days. Anyway, just got back
from my mission. I will continue
carrying out my mission,
until it is accomplished.

For now, I'll just hope,
it will be.





1 month, and that's it.
& I'm NOT referring to Prelims/O Level.

I doubt I'll be able to update later at night.
So I'll update now.



When I wait, it just mean that I still trust you.
I didn't say any of those, but you did.
I wanted to help you, in a way or two.
But I assume, it just won't be achieved.
You're not done, you're still scared




Now let's start my entry about my first day of school.



WARNING!

The following content
may contain scenes words that
may be unsuitable for minors.
Please stop reading here &
leave at once if you're a minor.
Thank you for your co-operation.
Any words that came out from your mouth
after reading this has nothing to do
with what I wrote. The authority, me,
shall not be held responsible.
Watch Read at your own risk!







I FUCKING DON'T GIVE A FUCKING CARE
ABOUT THAT FUCKING THING ANYMORE
YOU FUCKING FUCKTARDS AND FUCKHEADS.
KEEP YOUR FUCKING DISTANCE
FUCKINGLY AWAY FROM ME FUCKCUNTS!
DON'T FUCKING DRAG ME IN
THE FUCKING MATTER!
JUST GET THE FUCK OFF
FROM ME YOU FUCKING FUCKBRAIN.


Fucking fuckers just don't deserve a fucking care from me.









Anyhoo, congratulations to you.
Make Singapore proud!
You can do it.
Prove it to the world.
All the best!
goodluck :D



*beginning*

Have a pleasant reading time...
This post is good for people like me [:
Hadi, I suggest you don't read this.

Step 1

Move as little as possible. Exercise of any sort raises your metabolism, even small, nervous gestures. To slow down your metabolism, find things to do that keep you in one place. Also, when you must travel, drive and park as close as possible.


Step 2

Stay away from any muscle-building activities when you move. Muscle burns calories quickly and efficiently, while fat burns fewer calories and so keeps your metabolism lower.


Step 3

Eat less and space your meals further apart. The less you eat and the longer your body needs to wait for food, the more your body decreases its metabolism. The lack of food sends your body the message that food may be difficult to get, so it burns energy more slowly.


Step 4

Keep warm with loose, insulating layers of clothing and a warm environment. Though it doesn't have an especially large effect on metabolism, your body needs to burn more energy when it's cold to generate enough heat to keep your body temperature stable.



God! All these while, I've been doing the opposites!
Not for every steps though, but mostly.
No wonder I'm what I am now. But ...



Here are my comments:

Step 1: Move as little as possible?! That's impossible for me. I need to move about. To sit in one place, not going to happen for my case.

Step 2: No muscle-building activities?! Everything I do is related to that, in one form or another.

Step 3: I'm sure not going to be able to do that. I need to eat like 24 hours a day! Okay, maybe not every second, but almost everytime. If I eat less, that just makes me eat more during the next meal.

Step 4: Keep warm? I'm always warm. Except when night falls.