MERDEKA~!!

Pada saat yang bersejarah ini, calon WL071A070 telah tamat menduduki peperiksan SPM!

Let's acclaim MERDEKA, shall we?

Should be feeling great right now but I'm feeling kinda sad because this is going to put a full stop towards my secondary schooling life, and my tuition stuffs. I've struggled for two years just for this moment that will forever vividly emblazoned in my life!

I've tried my best. I've blurted out everything out of my mind, now I'm going to leave it to the God. The most important is not about the TIPS or RESULTS. The main key is about the process. Study groups, discussions, the process of learning are the greatest of all!

Btw, I'm not a drudge. I'm just an ordinary student that typically loves to play. No play makes a dull life you know! If there were no enjoyment, it would be a monotonous journey.

Gatherings, decisions, my blogging drafts! Aduh~

The Right One to Arrive

Yea. Finally, the real one to arrive at my doorstep. I received my surat perintah and I'm so blur as I approach the letters. There are so many forms. Let me cite some of them..

1. Surat Pemberitahuan Peserta (Yea, thx for the inform, lolx)
2. Buku Rujukan (a.k.a THE RULES)
3. Tiket Bas (Got air-corn ar?)
4. Borang Penangguhan (Can I recycle it?)
5. Borang Pemeriksaan Kesihatan (Not so sure after joining NS)
6. Borang Pendaftaran Peserta (Do I have a choice?)
7. Surat Kebenaran Pengendalian Senjata M-16 (Cool huh?)

Right. What should I do with all these stuffs?

An unexpected tragedy

Everyone was shocked. He was the uncle that used to jog everyday. His head was..*oh never mind* I don't want anyone throwing up in front of the computer.

By the way, an important lesson for today..
- NEVER HAVE YOUR FOOD IN FRONT OF COMPUTER –

It was a starling news. He's the old man who used to jog everyday, has a disabled wife. He loves orchids, especially my mum's. Everyone was standing there with sorrowful and glistening eyes. The traffic was unsustainable. The gossipers started their daily routine..

Every human being was put here to serve his or her own specific purpose. We may not know what it is but we are hopefully to fulfill the glory of the God intended us to do. Tragedies occur everyday and human beings, as the tiny portion dot on the globe can't change anything. People used to cling to the past-memories that will never be true.

Everyone has worth, even as a stranger. Strangers' existence may not be vital, however without them, our life will never be the same.

I'm Totally Fine

Tears keep on plopping down. Argh! Hate'em. I’m really numb. I was planning to do some Add Maths and guess what? I ended my day sitting in front of the computer, doing nothing.

I start to worry about it, again. I'm a positive person, but now not anymore. I've been thinking, it's great right? Yea, you guys will not see me or hear about me. I'm gone for three months. Hooray!

You know, perhaps it's a good thing. Finally I'm officially off for a blog break. It's time for me to get some stuffs outta my mind. I adore peoples with guts, and personalities. I wish that I could be like them. When all those unspoken thoughts are blurted, how great is it?

I wanna blurt out everything outta my mind, flush them out. And I know that is not going to happen, anyway. I hope that this coming journey will put a full stop that represents the end. Wish me luck okay?

The Nail

Once there was a little boy who had a very bad temper. One day, his dad gave him a bag of nails and told him to hammer a nail in the fence behind their house every time he lost his temper.

The following day, the boy drove 38 nails into the fence. But day after day the number of the nails he hammered gradually decreased. The boy soon realized that it was easier to hold back his temper than to drive those nails. Finally the day came when he didn't hammer any nail to the fence. His dad then told him to pull out one nail for each day that he was able to control his temper.

Days passed and the boy was finally able to declare that all the nails had been pulled out. His dad then led him to the fence and said:

"My Boy, you've done well. But look at the holes in the fence. The same thing happens to human being. It doesn't matter how many time you say sorry; the wounds you cause will leave scars on the person you hit out against."

Graduation '06

Unable to acknowledge what it was
Underneath the mask of every graduates
Tears plopped down the cheeks

It had been a great journey
Along with the bickering, gossips and fights
Without each and every characteristic
The crowd would not have been the same
You guys made the pigment a great colour
That is, the colour of our own!

Graduation ought not be an end
No distance of place or lapse of time
Would fade out our friendship
There will always be an utopia
Where we stored our stories

The crowd is gone but not our promise
Our memories lay in a field of grace
Let's get ready to sail
For nerves of oars awaiting us
Let's beat'em up with flying colours!

Guys, remember though..
Our schooling may be over
Yet never our friendship
We had our amazing rhymes
We are the best of mates
We are the class of 2006!