Creation Lacks Perfection

Hai Blog..

2009-01-05T01:10:00.003+08:00

Hai blog...long time no see, you must be very hungry. Here let me feed you...

It's 2009 people ! time to get your ass up and plan your year carefully!..because time wont rewind for you and when a minute passes by...It's gone...no more looking back and say " aiya there goes a few minute of my life reading this post ! " XD ...well i wont be going to INTI as planned. Will be continuing my studies in Apiit/UCTI in oh so boring Bukit Jalil.........why am i not going to INTI as planned.? well it's because of human error......which human that made that error.? yours trully lor.....to save my face and to feed your curiosity....lets just say i made heck lot of stupid mistake..( trying to be creative sometime reaps unwanted results?....u get the picture la ).....class starts on the 19th of january....chosen course : BIT = Business Information Technology aka Banyak Ingin Tidur < was just being creative....BIT ME LAIK~~!!....

Alot has taken place since my last blog post.........for example.....

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errr actualy nothing much....i did the exact same thing for the past 2 and a half months....

-wake up at 9.30
-wash up go to work ( TGV aeon Jusco Bukit Tinggi 2)
-" Yes sir/ma'am , what movie would you like?
-" Ya bang/cik/pakcik/makcik/adik, nak tengok gambar apa?
-" What time would you like sir/ma'am?, bang/cik/pakcik/makcik nak tengok pukul berapa?
-" How many person sir/ma'am?, berapa orang ?
-" Ok, so that would be #person for (movie) at (time)..correct? that will be RM $$....
-" Thank You, NEXT !!!!!!

oh yah....an old chinese aunty came to the counter beside me, from the way she spoke i knew she wasnt fluent in Bahasa Melayu..and the counter beside me was runned by a Malay women...but hey...at least she tried....the conversation went like this....

Aunty : Saya mao err itu err kartun ahhh ( pointing at teh madagascar poster )

Counter : ok makcik , berapa orang nak tengok ?

Aunty : err ada tiga olang mao..... mao tiga olang tiket...

Counter : ok makcik..ada "Kanak-Kanak" tak??? ( notice i emphasize on the kanak-kanak)

Aunty : oh, err saya mao satu dewasa dan ahh.....dua "KATAK KATAK"........( wtf???)

Counter : "" biting hard on lips not to burst out in laughter"" ok tunggu ah ~~

And what did i do after hearing that??? well i did the next best thing i could think of....i politely put the "counter closed" sign infront of my counter...went behind......HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA....... !!!! joined by my other colleague who overheard the conversation.......

you are asking why did i not help the aunty when i knew she had a hard time speaking BM when clearly i could have easily communicated with her in Mandarin?.... I did offer to help.....But she was too busy pointing/looking the the madagascar poster....=_='''

anyway will try to update the blog constantly...until the next post.....see ya....

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..How To or How Not To..

2008-11-08T03:11:00.011+08:00

Been long since i have updated my blog. Been busy working and well, nothing interesting took place in this couple of week, so there was nothing for me to blog about.aha. It's 3.13 in the morning now and i am not yet asleep which is normal since i kinda have insomnia. or maybe i choose not to sleep. T.T. ......

So here is the topic that i will be blogging about, Have you ever had those moment where you were happy just being with someone and it meant so much that just thinking back those memories put a smile on your face. =) Moments that mean so much to you that you wake up every morning and the first thing that comes into your mind are these perfect happy moments. And just thinking about it brightens your day.

But one day you have to make a choice of letting that someone go. Not having that certain someone in your thoughts upon their request. The Hardest part of it all is to hear them say " Forget about me" or "I am not good enough for you" ," I will only make you sad in the end".
And you try hard to fulfill their request with a heavy heart, only to hurt yourself so much in the end. But you hide all the pain within you and somehow carve a fake smile on your face to keep others happy. Letting yourself get hurt is a better choice then Hurting that person.

And those happy memories turn into sad painful ones. Thinking back will only add to the pain of what once was and what it is now. And slowly you feel a distant form in between and how you once treat each other, how you once show your care for one another an no longer be seen. what exist now is only a form of greeting and saying goodbye.

Last Over Vast Eternity

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- - Been a while - -

2008-10-04T04:07:00.006+08:00

It's 4 in the morning now, was in Maison on Thursday night and deprived of sleep that night/morning but it was worth every second of it...*yawn*.....i will let the pictures do the talking..

Tipsy...Tipsy Tipsy~~

Before we left.....

me..thi and poon..

Before the partying started..

Kenny is red and i am brown..

Thiru and me......

Chivas / Jack Daniels

Haha...Dun ask Dun tell...O.o

Looking forward to the next session.....( you don't here me saying that often )

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Family 3

2008-09-27T05:11:00.006+08:00

Hmm, is anyone really familiar with their family tree? the history of your family?....well not too long ago i found out that one of my aunt had another son who was given to her brother in-law because he and his wife was unable to have offspring's of their own. He is the same age as me. I asked my mom how could she (my aunt) give him away, just like that~. My mom said that during those times it was normal for a one to give up their new born child to a relative who is unable to bear a child of their own. Means i have a cousin somewhere out there which i am relatively related to but have not met before in these 19 years. And i also found out recently that my Ah yi ( mom's sister) was put up for adoption after she was born because the family at that time did not have the resources to care for her. But my grandmother did not have the heart give her up and in the end she changed her mind and cared for her..........And the worst story that i found out was that my grandmother ( fathers mom) was left outside of the house as a baby in a cloth like bag, hung on a tree and left to die.!.. the reason was because she was very sick as a baby and the family did not have the money to take her to a doctor. So they decided to leave her outside in the night to die. The next day when they woke up, they found her still alive and took her back into the house.....................Imagine if my grandmother really died as a baby, then there wont be me, or any of my uncles and aunties as well as cousins here today. If we look closely and think back, these small things coujld have change alot of today's outcome. Lucky enough we live in a more loving and caring era now, but still, babies are being put up for adoption by their blood parents due to lack of resources. DO NOT think of these parents as monsters who understand not the meaning of love or family. It is not the parents wishes to send their children away, but it is their wish that their child would have a better life in the future.

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~Oh ~Oh~

2008-09-27T05:07:00.001+08:00

I think i have lost the ability to rhyme.....T.T......

Why we like to block him..lolz

2008-09-05T01:23:00.008+08:00

Eric : Breakfast get 2morow ?
KHO : FU (F*** You )
Thiru : Breakfast ?
KHO : FU
KHO : FU
Eric : vietnam
KHO : FU
Thiru : Kho shut up
Eric : Kho shaddap
Eric : JINX
KHO : ok
Kam : err
KHO : FU
Thiru : thx kho
KHO : u r welcome
Thiru : so 2morow what time ?
Kam : MPK at 8 ?
Thiru : 8.?..make it 9 la
KHO : then 10 lor
KHO : 9.30
KHO : 10.30
KHO : 11.30
KHO : 12.30
Eric : -.-''
Thiru : kho shut up
KHO : HAHAHAHHAHAHA
Kam : why u all add kho la...
Thiru : cause we thought he got change ma
KHO : 1234567890
Eric : nvm..
Thiru : kho stop
KHO : FU..
KHO : hahahahahahaha

* ALL LEFT CHAT BOX AND CREATED A NEW ONE *

Kam : see..here more peacefull
Eric : much more
Thiru : thank god ( so kaw until thiru oso thank god man....)
Kam : so 2morow what time..
Eric : 8.30 lor
Kam : ok
Thiru : ok..sure
Eric : SET...

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FAST FORWARD TO ANOTHER SITUATION

Thiru : Time to minum...
Kam : lol...sure...where.?
Thiru : pakli la..
Kam : ok...
Thiru : you tell kho..
Kam : F*** No...you tell him.
Thiru : me dunwan ask him
Kam : i dunwan
Kam : HAHA..all scared of asking him...
Thiru : lolz..ask la..u ask him this time..next time i ask
Kam : ................
Kam : ok i ask this round.....

ROFLUSH !!!!!!!

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So this is what we did when he started to annoyed us with those endless nudging and FU'ing

But in the end when we notice why so peacefull, only then we remembered that we forgot to unblock kho..lol.....HAHA..dun angry ah kho...in the end we still love u ma !!..ROFL !!!

lastly before i end this post....I QUOTE MARK KHO CHUAN MENG : GO PARAPAP LA YOU !

Mc-History

2008-09-01T17:03:00.012+08:00

i am pretty sure you guys are familiar with this fella,

His name is Ronald Mcdonald, born to a pair of male circus clowns ( dun ask me how ), George Ronald and Henry Mcdonald. Due to complications and also premature birth, he ended up looking like this as a baby..

( so cute..lol )

One day at the age of 18. while taking a *poop* in the toilet an idea came into his mind,
he wanted to start a small business selling meat patties on a bun.

( now u know how he got the idea while *pooping* )
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And so, he followed his heart and started the meat patty on a bun business and named it
"Ronald Mcdonald*. soon after ,his business started to bloom. He was earning more in a week then he ever did performing as a circus clown in a month. And from there he extended
his business overseas. Years pass and the name Ronald Mcdonald became an international household name.

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But Ronald was getting bored making Burgers everyday, and soon after he fell into deep depression. he started to think of how life would have been for him if he had become a movie star. Walking down the Red Carpet and receiving numerous Awards for his acting. He quickly fell in love with the idea and one fine morning, he decided to leave his business behind and left without telling anyone.

( once a clown, always a clown, running away with a smile on his face )

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He knew he needed a new look in order to make fame in Hollywood, his clown face was to common and would certainly fail the interview for get a role in blockbuster hits. He change his image over and over yet he was still no satisfied with it. And then an idea struck his head. He took his First creation, the meat patty pose in the mirror with the meat infront of his face. He finally got the look he wanted.

PLUS

EQUALS

( see the resemblance between the meat and the clown face ? )

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And so...... A Great Actor was Born...................He named himself *McJoker* but was strongly opposed by his manager as it was a clownish name....so he was renamed as * The Joker *..

Bad Internet Day......

2008-09-01T15:52:00.003+08:00

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Lyric turn Poetry...

2008-08-24T17:28:00.003+08:00

was suppose to write lyrics for a friend. instead a poem came out...

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tell me the words that i once said to you,
to hold you in my arms is all i want to do,
you are my little shining star in the great dark sky,
shining down my path of life..staying close by.

i will always remember the way you smile,
and how you laugh and play,
every smile you gave to me completed my day.
and as i held your hand and pray,
and look up into the sky,
i pray our love will forever stay,
and our heart will never die.

i dreamt a dream of a falling star,
and made a wish when it flew past,
i said please give me strength and hope
to make our love forever last.

and when u cried, the sky turn grey,
from your sadness and your pain,
but keep in mind i'm always here,
to shield you from the rain.

and when i am down you stood by me,
u held me close and said,
i'll do anything to make you smile,
but please dont go away.

But life is cruel to you and me,
it took your wing and let you fall,
i held you hand as long as i could,
till there was nothing more.

the pain was deep it broke me down,
i want you back so bad,
i would give my life to you,
too see you smiling back.

i wish so hard on a falling star,
and prayed for you to return
to hold you in my arms so tight,
and never let u burn.

my soul is empty and cold inside,
i'm lost without you by my side,
your face is all there is in my mind,
your heart is all i can find...

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NUmber One !!!!

2008-08-24T16:59:00.003+08:00

No matter win or lose always remember...

YOU ARE ALWAYS NUMBER 1

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Sunday morning Rain is Falling

2008-08-24T15:11:00.003+08:00

Sunday morning, been raining since 11 till now. I like this weather, cold wind blowing, the sound of heavy raindrops falling to the ground and making that *Piak* sound. Nice weather to just sit back, relax and empty that mind of yours. Home alone, facing my laptop with the sound of birds chirping outside my window after a long afternoon of rain. The sky is still dark but the rain has slowly gone down to just meer raindrops. =) I would love to spend my entire life in a country with this kinda weather throughout the whole year. will update with a poem or two. Until then, keep a smile on that face and a song in your heart..

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Summer Holiday Ends

2008-08-13T11:35:00.007+08:00

Well..my summer holiday will be ending soon...got more then enough of timeout after a year of hectic studying + assignment + whole lot of LoL'ing in class with friends..haha..gona miss those times la...we live to laugh and along the way we learn a lot of things... unfortunately i cant continue my university life with u all in Apiit/UCTI d la...going INTI subang..lol..nearer..:(...so here's a re-cap of my first year in college in Apiit/UCTI Bukit Jalil...

APIIT/UCTI

1)morning wake up..

2) go class

3) night mamak

4) sleep

5) repeat step 1 to 4

LOL..that is my daily routine...haha..k la..letz talk more on the detail....one thing i was thankful for was having johan..thiru..and praga (b-u-t-t-e-r-f-l-y) as company during those boring evenings and nights in the apartment...i spent 5 days a week in the apartment which has no internet..and being myself who grew up using internet everydae...i was desperate to get bak home every weekend to go on9....and i burn the midnight oil during the weekends..getting information for assignments and of course online gaming..(sry..addicted sikit..) So we at the apartment found a way of passing the time...by playing a card game called BIG2 or also known as Chor Dai De.. (spell wrong i think)...we learn to play from johan and got addicted to it....we spent every minute of our time sitting at the mamak playing BIG2...while waiting for our food..we played...after finish makan..we played...in a couple of weeks time we(me and thiru) became pro's...lol..we lepak from around 8 to 11+ every night...dun say we no life...cause for us..that WAS life...T.T......after that..mahjong.....X_X...finish mamak go up play mahjong.......so 2 things i learned in my first year in college was BIG2 and MAHJONG........ >.< (jk)

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so on to college.....Apiit/UCTI has alot of international students...and i mean ALOT...i think there is more international students then local students...which for Apiit means alot of $$$$....the cafeteria before this was very small...could only fit like 100 students max...and with intake every 3 months..how to fit la.....long line + warm + packed with students...during lunch time u can see that the cafeteria looks like those charity foundation giving out free rice and clothes to victims of earthquake in china..(kesian those victims of china's recent earthquake..)....and well...Apiit also have students from CHINA...didnt really get to know them much since my class did not have any students from china...but their way of speaking mandarin is totally different from the Chinese ppl here....we try to talk like them and the next thing u know our tougue tie a knot d...i got a feeling they add the alphabet "R" behind every Chinese words...so when we say "WO AI NI".....they say "WOR AIR NIR"..(i water you)...lol.............................anyway later on they moved the cafeteria to a bigger spot..which is much better....and cooler..but after it moved..the food price oso move.....up......=_='''...duno why....haha

The elevators in the college is extremely slow..duno why..but i think thats because it is hydro powered..(from the toilet pipes..) :(......everytime u reach a floor..the elevator goes "DING"....but u have to wait around 7 second until it stops and open its door....sometime it took so long to open i thought the elevator stop d and was gona press the alarm button asking for help...lol......

and my class..UCFF0705...great bunch of friends...friendly..open minded...and silly..:)....and my close friends....wei chun, kam weng, yee long, kok how, Dennis, chin ming and of course hon ming..haha.. .u guys have been great..every moment was full of laughter...even when we try to be serious...one person open mouth oni all go L0L d... :D ....great having u guys as assingment partners as well...and of course...our first sem DRAMA...lol..it was so (omgwtflolbbqrofl).....will always remember u guys.......

and of course to the foosball team ....daniel and vakar...haha..fun playing foosball with u all la..thanks for teachinghow to play and scoring non stop into my goal =_='''..always bully me at foosball table.. :( ..but foosballing has been fun with u guys :)

anyway i end my post here...next stop....INTI...../gg.....see u guys.....will post up pics next time la k

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..We both Knew,,yet We live a lie..

2008-08-07T01:33:00.009+08:00

A needle in the heart,
no matter how many times u pull it out,
it still manages to find a way back in,
and u cant ignore the pain,
for the pain from the heart does not heal fast,
yet it would either be a sharp needle,
or it would be a soft cushion,
if its a needle,
you either pull it out with your own hands and break it in half,
or you leave it inside and and pretend it doesn't hurt,

She gets prick and cries in the silence,
as days turn into months,
the needle is push deeper,
making the wound larger,

and pretty soon the needle will reach its core,
go deeper it shall no more,
only the way it came in from can it go out,
and forever forget what love was once about.

as she cries silently,
she waits for one to pull the needle out,
and to heal the oh so deep wound,
and to make her whole once more.

love is a like a unique story,
we write the start,
we live the story,
we determine how it end.

but yet becoming one is not becoming one at heart,
two souls bound together by Love but Love itself destroys all.
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The author closest his book of Fate~
and bids a final farewell to his friends~
and to his beloved~
and smiles for One last time~
and ends the chapter..

writer's note : it does not rhyme..which is really not my style..i will edit it next time..
enjoy it

_The Mirrors of Life_

2008-07-06T05:16:00.017+08:00

She seeks the truth of her life behind these walls,
her grieve and anger that led to her fall,
slowly she walks alone through this quiet hall,
slowly her spirit dies as she seeks the voice that calls.

Behind her anger there is a wound so deep,
sadness from her heart that she could no longer keep,
as she scream in silent her heart was reap,
as her wound deepen she started to bleed.

She walks through this hallway with sadness and fear,
but there was always one who stood beside her,
he whispers slowly and gently into her ear,
to let her know that he is always here.

Together they walk creating memories of the past,
together they created something that will forever last,
for them time stood still in an hour glass,
as they look out at the world that was changing fast.

Yet tragedy shows when both found happiness,
taking him and leaving her in sadness,
she cried and plea for him to return,
yet her cries was unheard and her plea was spurn.

She walks alone now in this empty hall,
following the the sound of the voice that call,
she walks into a dark room, she stumbles and fall,
she cried as she waited for the end of it all,

She opens her eyes to the sounds of laughter,
a voice she once knew that told her together,
"i love you and that i will always remember",
"even in death i shall love you forever".

In the room hung a number of mirrors,
each showed the memories of him and her,
of good and bad times they spent together,
telling her to always remember.

These mirror tells the story of their life,
from the moment he met her,
to the end of his life.

The voice that called was his voice from above,
telling her to cherish the memories of their love,
he held her hand and showed her all,
and guided her out of these sorrowful walls.

-Leonkam-

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Concert Worth Remembering__

2008-07-01T23:29:00.004+08:00

Xin Bu Liao Qing - Video courtesy of Ho Sze Kent -(kene)

Blog invaded! Muahaha.

2008-06-28T15:09:00.000+08:00

Muahaha. I just ate a Kinder Bueno. *sticks out tongue* Nye nyenye nye nye~

No, this is not the owner of the blog. In case you were wondering larr. 'Cause some people is just so blur. This is a sesat-ed girl who apparently found her way to this blog. Lalala~ So, I just had my lunch. Two burgers and a cup of apple juice. And a bar of Kinder Bueno. Hmm. Now, I feel like eating ice cream. Be right back. *runs to fridge*

I'm back. Pistachio ice cream rocks. So, anyway. I am given permission by the owner of this blog (Thanks, Kam!) to blog because apparently, he has no idea what to blog anymore. So, since my blog is like full of crap, I have decided to crap here instead.

This is from the girls toilet of SMK Raja Mahadi. Yeah, I had so much time ponteng-ing class, looking at the walls of the toilet. Got inspired by it so, decided to blog about it la. I don't know whether the guys entered the toilet and scribbled all these on the walls OR the girls have a very colourful vocab. Either way, I'm not really surprised la. I mean, it's Raja Mahadi larr. Famous for their amazing discipline and gang fights. Girls also get involved in fights. Seriously. I saw a girl fight once. Pulling hair, slapping each other, screaming like it's the end of the world. And I tell you, damn high pitched la their screams. Sharper than the trumpet's high Ti. Ish.

I wonder why all this people have to insult other people in the toilet. I mean, tak ada maruah ke? Pergi tulis in the toilet. Low standard insults. Write larr somewhere that has a little more standard. Like on tables or class walls. Or go to that person's blog and spam in the chatbox. But instead, the toilet. Aiyo. Sad case people. Lifeless pigs. The guys toilet isn't that bad. Yes, I entered and used a guy's toilet before. Actually, guys' toilet are much cleaner compared to the girls'. I wonder why. I always thought the girls are the much cleaner kind of species. I think this happens in Raja Mahadi only lerr.

Okay. I feel hungry again. I feel like eating Maggi Mee now. I guess, that's all la from me. If you still don't know who this person is, you are REALLY blur. Sad cow. =)

This is Suefyenn. =D Meeow.

Cheers, dudes and dudettes!

Suefs

....Forget Not....

2008-06-22T18:02:00.000+08:00

this is a video of the the band during practice.....enjoy it..the original wan which also includes the competition performance is with cathleen...if you guys want to see the competition video u guys can get it from her....

Land Of Forgotten Memories

2008-06-16T01:55:00.000+08:00

Memories are important as they remind us of what we once had,what we once did.

The fun, the pleasure, everything is kept inside these cherish memories.

We learn from the past and prepare ourself for the future ahead yet this memories are not to be forgotten

They act as a guidance and teaches us. I once heard someone say,

"Embrace the present as it is the time that god has given to us, that is why it is called the "Present".

A wonderful gift from God that can never be replaced.

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_Not By Blood or Flesh But by The Heart of A Father_

2008-06-15T17:17:00.000+08:00

It's fathers day today, went to church as usual in the morning, there were special presentations by church members. there was one that made not only me shed tears, but as well as the whole church. It was a video clip showing a father's love and sacrifice for his paralyzed son. the video started off showing the birth of his son, tragedy during birth caused the son to be unable to speak and walk. the father did his best to provide his son a normal life by sending him to a normal a normal public school where he learned to communicate his thoughts through special devices. one day at the age of 15, the son communicated with his dad saying that he wanted to run in a marathon. his son was not able to walk but his dad fulfilled his wishes by taking part in the marathon and pushing him along the way in his wheelchair. The next clip showed both father and son practicing for the marathon.the final clip showed the father who was trying his best to finish the marathon while pushing his son in his wheelchair and they completed the marathon. from there on they took on a whole new journey as a father and son team, taking part in more sports events.
the video clip ended with a phrase,

The Son is the Body.
The Father is the Heart.

Happy Fathers day all
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!!---Onwards Toward Victory---!!

2008-06-10T21:32:00.000+08:00

It's 9.30 right now...about 7 hours more before having to drag my body back to the school in the early morn.......how early ??...try guessing 4.30 a.m.....wooohooo....plan not to sleep tonite........it's been a habit for me to not sleep the night bfore the competition....so why would this be any different.....the members spent the morning polishing their instrument...shiny instrument = higher chance to win !!.....you can see the spirit in their faces.....all anxiously waiting for the moment to arrive............GOOD LUCK GUYS !!!......REMEMBER....GIVE YOUR BEST !!...DO IT FOR THE REST !!!!.....let these set of pictures do the talking..........

Featuring Lee Wee Lee...hahha....2morow we take nice pictures. :D

Band Comp 2008 members !!...

See The love The Members have for one another ..T.T....so touching..

see Their Tention face....think vlee was giving a speech..LOL...

HEY !!!..Trombonist of 2008 band Comp....WOOHOOO....blow ur head off ppl !!!

Percutionist of Band Comp 2008....(not all was present in the picture )

OOooooo...this little fella felt the wrath of LEE WEE LEE.....haha..so cute n kesian..(no he wasnt slap by vlee.....something more hilarious)

HAha..Leticia POsing ah.?..or giving tips to sue fyenn.??..forgot d.=_='''

Polish !! Polish !! Polish !!...MUst be Shiny !!!>..SHiny !!...SHiny !!...

time to chill and relax.....

Hahaha..so nice picture.....

So now u know who wasn't paying attention to vlee la....those put hand up wan lor !..

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A Picture Flashes the Memories

2008-06-09T00:05:00.000+08:00

Been spending my time collecting the old pictures of the school band. pity i lost my entire collection of pictures from the past or else i would have posted beautiful pictures of the school band during practice and durin performance. so far this is what i have collected from friends.
enjoy them....

We Won First place as Best Performing Unit 2006....woohooo.. 3 lower brass and a percutionist ( guess who the percutionist is..outstanding from the pic)

3 sekawan....( middle fella like very cherng ah holding the pingat) haha..

this picture so nice...LOL...cause got me in it !!!

saw the support group behind szekian bo...he untung man...XD

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picture of First ever Band Competition 2005..............

Raja Mahadi Maching Band + Seafield Marching Band

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Compiled Pictures of Performances during Merdeka....

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Floral Fest 2007 !!!!!!

CHERISH MEMORIES ~

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A March in The Past

2008-06-07T01:09:00.000+08:00

Spent the first few days of my holiday goin back to my secondary school to see the marching band practice for an upcoming competition. Seeing their spirit to march under the burning sun and still find the energy to laugh and joke around during breaks reminds me of the old time when my frens and i were in the school band.......if i remembered correctly, we spent almost a month a half practicing daily from 8 till the late evening. whether it was blazing hot or raining, we continued to practice our marching formations. we were either burned by the end of the day or soaking wet. we may have complain of the harsh daily practice but at the end of the day we look back at what we have achieve together as a team. Looking back at todays band members i realize i miss the old days where we spent nearly 9 hours together. it's not the feeling of marching under the sun that i miss...but rather the great times we spent together under the sun.

Sporst day 2006

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The good old days
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instruments up!!......posture!!...........remember your glide steps ah !!! (unforgetable commands)

Summer Starts, A Journey Begins

2008-06-07T00:31:00.000+08:00

this is gona be my first post in the blog, dont really know why i created one anyway. i'm having my holiday now..or so called "Summer Holiday" due to the hot weather so i thought i would spend my free time indulging myself in the world of blogging. i think the main reason i created this blog is to post my poetry's here. lol. aint no better place to post ur emotinaly created poem's then your own blog right? ......so guess i will post my first poem then.
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_________ A Broken Heart ________________________

I will always remember ,
the day i saw her,
my heart melted away,
my soul flew away,
for at first sight,
she stole my heart,
leaving me empty inside,

who was she,
what was her name,
where does she live,
day by day i wonder,
but yet there was no answer,
my feelings for her grew larger,
as i sat there alone and wonder.

finally the day came,
i spoke to her and ask her name,
my heart was beating fast,
,but it didn't last,
the conversation was short,
but at least my wonders were lesser,
for knowing her name made me happier.

day by day we grew closer,
as my feelings grew greater,
as i wait for the right time,
to ask her to be mine,
i waited anxiously beside her,
till no one was in sight,
as i broke the question to her.

her answer made a hole in my heart,
her "no" made me fell apart,
my wonders turns to emptiness,
my happiness became my sadness,
as i stand there alone in despair,
feeling like i wasn't there,
a lifeless body was me.

she never spoke to me again,
leaving me alone in pain,
as i stare at her from a far,
wondering if i had gone to far,
was it me who ended our friendship,
was i asking too much from her,
as my teary eyes shut,
i was left with a broken heArt.

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I was inspired by a close friend to start writing poems about 4 years ago,
thanks to "her" < i found a specialty in me.
i found out that by taking all my thoughts and feelings and writing it in a rhythimic melody
i am able to express myself without verbaly saying it out.
this was the FIRST poem i wrote,
written whole heartedly.

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