China Town

..or second text would be Emptiness

 I was thinking to put the title of "Emptiness" to the post & continue with definition of empty, and I realize, it just could not any emptier than that...

so I got China Town inspiration, expressing that sometime, a busy day will be grey sometimes..,

let alone that one dying 'white elephant'

I could not wrap my head around all these situation, I don't know how those people spending their summer with the routine all over again and again and again...

"What if our whole life is a dream,when we die, we wake up?" - Conspiratorial Keanu

How could this be happening to me?I must be one of the most lonely girl next door, living this thing with just pure of nothingness...

Ramadhan and some bits of love are the only things that keep me going in the next morning..

not even for the home I got..

AM I THAT MASOCHISTIC?

Interference from external forces, the sun, cats & sound of rain, those indigo scenes keep my thought of living another day.. and for some reason, while I'm writing these, I creased my forehead hard, it dented~

The Irony is that, those repeating activities (waking up, fasting, shower, reading, staring) makes up a whole different memories, I'll get sick of the memories will end up doing it involuntarily!

and more of the Irony, 'even the good song, you hear it over and over again, you'll feel your ears numbing' 

"Carpe Diem" - seize the day

p/s : "no matter how things turn out, make the best of them" quote simply not freaking enough!!

Skin Deep Bore

Each one of us must have that one music,any type of song

giving what we thought a complete guide..

on how to LIVE THIS LIFE~

Seriously, we all heard about :-

when we're sad, we understand the lyrics, when we're happy, we'll enjoy the tune..
mine:-

enjoying

moody

 Speak Up by POP ETC &  Yamaha by Delta Spirit respectively

Surely, it must be some kind of myth, if we're deaf ( I rather I were~)
The point is, it makes you static, and got you thinking why everything is damn boring
I think a lot, a lot more than actually doing it..
especially, those freak time when in prayer, you're not khusyuk cuz why?
you think a lot,.besides the prayer itself..
Our body seems to provide more energy to the brain when we're motionless...
I would sleep like an hour after putting the head on the bed..
It's seriously annoying, noticing that mostly we thought about things not worth thinking of~
We care about people not worth care of,..
Doing deeds not worth doing..
making bad decisions..and what worse than that?
dying with sins not yet forgiven by Him...
(worst case scenario imaginable)

p/s: no other solution than fixing yourself with 'yourself'..got it?

Episode 1 - Pilot

I know a fact, almost half of series program (like How i met Your Mother)..their first episode started with the title Pilot..wonder what that lead to?

SCUMBAG BRAIN TROLLING*

I got a theory..A Pilot,what I had in mind, some kind of macho suit. A guy with big vision, not just the clouds and mountain, it's what behind them as well..

I'm a pilot

I'm tired of always starting from the first step, trying to gain back what I've lost.

It got me thinking,. it was never about the past, the future

It was and always about what's happening NOW...

credits: Soothsayer from Kung Fu Panda 2

I'm tired of saying, I'm worst of everything just because I can't really stick to it..

I won't stick to book until it's finish, I just won't stick to a single job, complete em' to  perfection,

I am not that person.

(take this blog for example..)

How about I start to turn over a new leaf,. but it's much more than that than just words..

The effort I'm putting to be the kinda person we all suppose to be..

A better Pilot

Fly his plane of life to journey with the tank full of HOPE with passengers of family and friends..

So, how about kissin' goodbye to vain, and gain more self-respect..like I dunno~mother tongue maybe?

A heaven of journey (such hell of cliche)

p/s: I love you Nikita~

Twinkle Star

"Regret on what you did is more EXTRAVAGANT than regret on what you didn't"- me

Because we live just once...we're young just once,and my curious part always tell me(whisper in my head I guess)...

"Ain,think once,twice,thrice,fourice,five-rice before you do ONE thing" but I rarely listen because you know...the more I made mistakes,the more right I'm going to do in the future...of course,I need to see the suitability of that method for some the dilemma I'm facing...not all(like choosing a college to study,careful buddy!)

You can call that LIFE,including mine..is a mixed-up one...

different people...variety of food...numerous languages...oceans of emotions

I loved funky...different...stuffs..that's about me  

above are some bits of my photo essay(application to participate BRATs)..butt(hehe) before that..what the heck is BRATS?...some pain-in-the-ass kids is it?

*YEAH RIGHT GUYS*

it stands for 

Bright Roving Annoying TeenS

BRATs is one of the most special things The Star Publication (my future rival - since I'm future NSTP journalist)..*ahem,so this special things was held specially for my kind-TEENAGERs..as in we had our own platform in society...BRATs is a workshop Star did to train kids like me in being fantacular journalist a.k.a. 
an awesome person!
Yeah..it goes on with the photography technique..how to capture good photo and video,not to forget..D most important thing is standing in front of a camera..- aside social skills..Can ya imagine this..we actually had our own assignments (like grown-up had*hehe) for tourism place we're visited..
ok...first thing first..when I first walk inside this room full of youngster-like me *duh-..me was fucking nervous..I never realise I'm chosen like these guys but in the end,the low self-esteem gradually decrease (science much?) when I hang out with these guys..doing ice-breaking...having brunch,dinner and,..
it was FUN maximum power!-for that angle,that I mix up with my own kind
second thing second..those trips we had to some tourism place in Kuala Selangor 
(forgot to mention I was in BRATs K. Selangor 2012..juz f.y.i.)..and we walk and travel and explore 
and dig up some stuff for our articles and videos..
ya know how people talk about new things were found,learn new stuff about some place..but that was my 27% of the story..most of my story involved the AWKWARDNESS I felt through the journey..

OH~SHOOT!..bang bang!!!  

Wishlist in E.coli

converse shoes

jansport's bag

the click* polaroid camera

coolest black guitar

vespa(chocolate!)

raybans' shade


Yeah...now I'm imagining  myself riding a vespa wearing  authentic shoes,it's sunny day,so the shades'  on,just came back from college with all the reference in the bag pack...on the way to have some gig-of-the-year with some friends,and I'm using a long way with gorgeous scene!-seriously?in what?..another 7 years?

in the appreciation on my fucking bez pal - Zue

Power of Wishful Thinking

I'm not here...just a silhouette...with Frankenstein being my partner and all...to start this freaking new journey watsoever to new destination watsoever....thinking "this may be not a good year to restart,but hey...just GAMBATTE ne?"

I never realised what I got until I lay my eyes to those lowlifes...thinking every stinking...they compiled more hardships than nigahiga's video viewers...I mean what the heck...

everyday...I got a soft mattress below...they got hard-rock concrete...

I got chill yet comfortable wind from the air-cond... and they...chill yet DEATHLY strong blowing?

let me get this straight...

what the first WORD that !pops! from your mind when you see these?

DYING - yeah,the kid's dying to see what the world would look like from heaven...what would happen to the body of his when the fucking bird finished feasting on it...yeah..what do "I" care eh?

FUNDAMENTAL - as in FUN and MENTAL combined...perhaps for me define as  the fun you only have in the mind whereas you live in dump street covered with rats and stuffs,seeking food when the guard dogs asleep
yeah...I got food on my table when I want it on my table!

 p/s ; why hypocrites like we'all cared anyhoo?it's just some stupid nation isn't it?
they had tough year all through 2011...and about to start another one in 2012...we're celebrating em'!?

Mr. and Ms Anonymous

I may not be one hell of a psychic but still,I sense that there's someone at some place that was meant for me to *****thinking,,,

yeah,to like,,,have a relationship...not in a serious type of way but,ok no one - cared -

just,my curious nature just dying to know who is/are the particular person/community that know me(?)

yeah,the thing is,I'd really wanted to know you guys better,the ones who keep track with this outrageously 

NERD/WIMP-&-BORING

blog...or even the ones who got the sympathy to even visit this freaking web...

I'm honoured of course...and it will be seriously delightful to know who,where ya from..etc etc

make long-cake shortcake,please,Please,PLEASE

P-L-E-A-S-E-!

leave some messages for me,about you...whoever!,don't care...

whenever you pop-up to this blog...you can say that now I'm kinda sheepishly lonely stuff..

but it's true,I need some major cool advice on how to spend my golden mine a.k.a. TIME (du'uh)

rather than rearing some fats in me...just...huh,just let me noe who you are...

p/s : LOVE YOU GUYS...(like you wouldn't know) 

Year Me Out

It just felt like i was in kindergarten yesterday and today...i'm going sweet sixteen...
how time real fly...i mean like fly..superman or batman like...freaking fast...there's a lot of "stuffs" to do n bring n listen n sing n memorize n read n study n what ever sense that ever exist...voila two O one O...huhu...d=(^_^)-b...
-ania zack