Serenade

Hye. I feel so comfort and calm. How Im gonna literate this eh..urm relieve? Sort of, yep. But truly I say, it feels so warm. Calm, peaceful. See bloggie, the last time I recited Koran is about uhh..maybe 5months ago. I dont know what urge me, my mind. Thanks to Abg Najib, he gave me this link. Online Koran website, www.quranexplorer.com beside recite it you can also listen to five different reciter. You can reimprove yer reciting. Nice website. I just finished Al-Baqarah verse. I dont know how to precisely verbalize this, how I feel. Its beyond warm and calm. Hmm. Oh, today UiTM KBM sent a message. The new apartment for the student is opened for occupancy. About RM160 per person, each month. WITHOUT UTILITY. Note that. I made some gross calculation. Economically, if I live solely base on PT, after deduction, I will only be able to stand for not more than 3months. Actually, I am able to reach even far, but it will mean suffer through whole the semester. I wouldnt be able to get a life as human and as a teenagers. I vowed to stand on my own this semester. I wanna avoid from living with Amer's gang, Arul's gang and Amru's gang. I can mix with them, but to live under one roof with them.. It will make me think thrice. I gotta uhh..some typical problem with these gang. Im a lonewolf. I work in pack but I walk alone. Yer dont understand, arent cha? Haih. Thats me problemo. I wanna say it here, but I cant. This is sooooo secret. About each of them. See, I befriend with everyone. Each gang, there will be one that like to share almost everything with me. I couldnt even believe myself. How Im gonna trust you? So I think its better to keep my mouth shut. Let only me and Him know. Hmm. Flipped a coin. It shows me head, head means the UiTM apartment. My head told the same. If I choose the apartment, most possibly there will not be much person I know that will be my housemate. Its better that way. Easier when got housemates that dont have close relation with. I dont feel bad to be a bad hearted guy. Like the last semester. Yer know, life is never fair. The strong lead upon. The weak go down. I dont want to be weak. In my book, strong means to be inhumane. 

Fifty Zero

Hye. Just returned from driving school. Exhausted and uhh..kinda sleepy but goddamn unable to sleep. Theres a bad news and a good news. The good news is I passed my KTI test. Fortunately my freaking relationship with my driving instructor become healthier than before. We got some scene when I talk about the government and whats my beliefs. Yeah we are on the same position..hahaha. I disagree with the government but I dont give support for the opposition. So we share the same idea. I passed with flying colors, Yeayy ;DD ! *serius happy buat2. The bad news is the booking for JPJ test is full and I must wait for the new list maybe after Eid. Yer know, I dont have that much time. I couldnt sleep early every night, but still I manage to wake up early every single morning just for what? waiting and waiting. I slept almost 3hours a day. Fucked up so bad. The result is? Ceh. Hmm I know its my bad but still..ughh dissatisfy grr. Err..dammit this entry's title fifty zero means somethin' but I forgot what..haha later lah. Sleepy Mimpy neh. Chow

Outcast

Yo bloggie, as short as possible. Yknow, I come to see ya for something but mean nothing. Urm.. cigarettes is officially declared as HARAM by JAKIM. From my view, Islamically yep I can tell that it is HARAM even before it was told by JAKIM. It just me..I couldnt get some sort oh uhh.. inspiration or somethin encouragin to skip I mean a really one. Ramadhan is coming and think I should use this opportunity to quit this really bad ass habit. I really mean it. These few days, I try to discipline myself to take not more than 5cigarretes a day as a beginning. Its tough yknow. For that I quit working with Abg Najib as its one reason why its so hard for me to kill this habit. Absolute reason since its more to lepaking than working when Im with him. Haih. Second thing is this blog reader increase to 2 person. She asked for my url to know hows my hearts look like. HAHA..I say what, this isnt my heart nor my feelings. It just my mind talking with his imaginary friend named Bloggie Googie. See I trust no one except myself. Ohh I dont mean it literally. In some perspective, thats what I mean. Avoid misunderstandin' by the way. Someday when I feel insecure I will change this blog's url again. Hey if you read this I hope you will understand, yep you. Just dont laugh. Actually I dislike when someone know much about myself. Its like showing yer ass to the world. This is how I create my strengths and could possibly be my ultimate weakness if someone know whats life Im in. How Im thinking. I like watching people. Yer know what I mean ok. Chow