alhamdulillah~ the finals for this semester have passed. Answering Physics's paper just now was one of the highlights of this semester I guess. I can't tell you how good I felt even with all those tricky questions.

It's been a while hasn't it? A lot has happened and I don't even know where to start. I got into Foundation studies and got a coach for tennis(what up!!).. guess I do have a topic to start with...
So, tennis... I joined my campus's tennis club only to get a tennis coach and I ended up being president and dig this- my coach is a national veteran champion and for a guy who's aged 62, short and skinny, he sure has a good game.. I mean, it took me every skill I've got just to survive his service games, and still I lost a devastating defeat.. 6-0, 6-0
It was only after the game when I found out about the champion my coach is... his veteran friends said at least I managed to reach deuces in his services...
so I started training.. and boy, his training sessions are intense... but I managed to pull through and my coach decided that it's time to use better rackets. He suggested that I use a Head Radical with Microgel.. a level 4.5 racket... so there, now I am halfway through my quest for becoming a level 7.

Foundation studies, however, has been ugly.. I sleep late every night to catch up with the pace. With little rest and a freckin' set of stairs to go through every day, there's no question what happens during classes.. SLEEPING~~ once I slept through chemistry class with my mouth wide open, it was embarrassing... but who cares.. almost everybody sleeps during chemistry classes.. haha!

But the most interesting part of Foundation studies is the whole new world I've been exploring. The different kinds of people I meet, they've been awesome- although some are a pain in the ass. It feels like a whole new world just opened up right in front of my eyes... And I think I'm falling for someone.. ;) but more of that later... just to give some intuition for the next posts...

COMING SOON

okay, ever since my last asthma attack, I haven't really been posting anything on this blog... to be honest, I haven't gotten anything to write about at all...

and now that I'm already halfway through Foundation studies in a local University, I think I may start blogging again.. I guess I just can't be picky of what to write about from now on... but right now I'm kind of in the middle of a VERY BIG exam so until I'm done with this sucker, just wait a little longer okay..

Asthma comeback...

About 12 years ago, I suffered asthma.. It kept me prone for quite some time. As I grew older, I picked up soccer and athletics to fight asthma, after every game I end up gasping for the limitless air around me in vain. By every game I got more determined to dismiss asthma... then I was 14, out of the blue, I picked up tennis not only as a hobby, but I took it as my career... my parents asked why, and I found a photograph of me holding my dad's tennis racket. Though he hasn't played tennis since he graduated, he still kept the racket; so it was his fault!! 

Game after game, I improved and by 17, I was Terengganu's No. 2 junior player. My game was drastically improving. I wanted to be a pro as much as ever.

Then it happened, UiTM held a tournament, I was drawn a wildcard and was expected to play after a couple of months' rest.. so I packed and made my way to the arena, training went well, hard, but well, I managed to get back into my game.

Match day, 1st round was awesome. I was called out to play in the main court against one of the best players in the draw, a player with an arguably great reputation; and I totally destroyed him. I took control of the match since the coin toss and had no mercy against him. He's got a big serve, a backhand that makes me jealous and a daring topspin in his arsenal, so unfortunate that my grunts kept him out of focus -I'm just loud. With a devastating 9-0 victory, I booked a 2nd round match against the tournament's third seed.

Second round match, I got first serve but this guy just returns every serve I throw at him -well, almost all. I fought back for the first game. It took like almost 15 minutes of serving and rallying just to get to an advantage and then, just as I got the upper hand, I noticed my breathing becoming really heavy, my chest was in pain and my arms were shaking. It taunted me to notice asthmatic signs but I kept it cool, I served and collapsed to the ground. My opponent immediately noticed my breathing failure and took advantage. My friends called me to forfeit the match, but I was just not ready for it yet.. I kept my pace till the end of the match, the asthma got worse, and I went down fighting. the match ended 9-0. Devastating. I know..

huh.....*unimpressed...*

and another day passed...

don't care a bit...

Just face it... time has a way with dealing people... my friends would just have to face the fact that SPM results are in with whatever grades they achieved.. I mean, what the hell is wrong with a few B's and perhaps some C's? I never looked forward for a straight Ace for my results... didn't even fear failure... And now it's out... people have been raining me with questions like "hey, how much you get??" and "so, what's next for you?"... well, I don't know... my results are just 2 B's and the others are "A"cceptable.. haha... I mean, 11 subjects weren't too much, but when you don't make it, you just weren't for it... just as I was... I struggled hard for Biology and Add Maths.. had some private lessons with my teachers.. did tonnes of exercises and memorized a huge deal of notes... but it turns out I wasn't meant for it.. so what, eh? not like it's the end of me... and it's not like my dad is is going to do this to me:

so I'm not frustrated at all... as a matter of fact, I'm dancing with joy...

 

lol... so point is... even if I flunked SPM, I'm still awesome...

well... arguably.. because I don't think that you need straight A's to rock at tennis... Andy Murray once said, "I wasn't that good in school, I had to be good at something..." or something like that.... so what the hell, right?

Reunion.....

Okay, the fusses are over... reunion, as I was saying... Abdul Muhaimin, Israq and Aiman joined me for s little reunion at the SACC Mall. We then headed to the next mall for bowling...

Just let me tel you, being good at a few sports does not make you a good-at-every-other-sports kind of guy.. and as the pics in the link before suggest, I suck.. bad..

and so we then headed towards McDonalds! opss.. wait.. it was KFC.. lol... had something to eat and headed home.. sounds like boring... but I think it was a pretty decent reunion.. we got to catch up a little.. so.. okay...

Reunion...

Had a little reunion with three of my primary school friends... I'd love to tell you guys all about it, but it's really getting late.. I'll post it later perhaps... The link below has some pics of our activity... *YAWN*

FOUR PLAY

Huh?

I was strolling around looking for some pairs of trousers at a merry mall the other day...

With my waist measuring 29 inches, it was really hard finding a pair of trousers fit for me..

(I mean, really hard... I went home after purchasing a new shirt but no trousers at all.)

But there was an incident... haha, as I was going through the piles of trousers at a discount aisle I was asked by a really really lovely lady, "honey, where's the baby?" and I was like, "baby?".. so the lady said "yeah, our newborn baby, honey, where is she?"

I was dumbstruck and somehow I just couldn't come up with a reply that might satisfy her. She did have a good look at me and was talking so certainly as if I really am her husband.. 

"Um..." I looked around and back at her, she was desperately worried.. and she called me Honey!
I was about to start explaining to her when her real husband burst out laughing from behind me..
He looked exactly like me, coincidentally, he was also wearing the same shirt pattern that I had on..
And I thought there's no such thing as doppelgangers.
In the end, my marital status remains single and luckily, I didn't end up beaten up by the husband...

NAELAH - Genuine talent

 She's a close counterpart of me and I like her way with thoughts...

NAELAH

hm..

I've been into a lot of things for the past few weeks. Loads of articles to add to this blog but unfortunately I just couldn't make the cut. I don't have a personal computer so the time I get to go online is pretty much limited. 

So, I got reacquainted with a former classmate a few days ago and she redesigned my blog into what it looks like today.. 

Few days later she commented that this blog looks deserted. Well, I can't blame her... I've kinda been facing trouble uploading photos, writing articles, etc. So, just to be back, here's a post with some info of what I've been up to lately...

Libya is a mess right now, I check the situation up every now and then on BBC. But until now, I have no idea of which side I want to support... 

A cat gave birth to five little kittens (Five little infidels to be exact....) It was a total nuisance!! These kittens walk around wobbly and live by the sympathy of men!! I mean, Mama Cat is always by their side but what does she do? "BEG FOR FOOD MY LITTLE ONES, THAT'S IT...."

Little infidel..

Mama Infidel

Staying away from these little infidels, I joined three of my past schoolmates, Lily, Sakinah and Naelah to "design" our primary school's library. Sakinah wants to be a designer so I saw this as a really big thing for her... Naelah missed her friends, or so I think, Lily has been at it before we even started... 

So what else... hmm.. Dad's going to Sabah this Tuesday, we're finally getting a maid, I've got a grudge against my high school's admins.. 

Putrajaya, 

ah- shopping just now, and this topic just acquired to me, Why is it so hard finding a mosque in a mall but so easy to wind up in a toilet! Not to mention that the toilets are much much nicer than prayer rooms...

Then... Wikipedia... I've been hanging around there for quite some time, really. Reading has always been a great hobby and Game Theory, Prisoner's Dilemma and all the crap you can think of is really there... I don't really get the point of studying the same thing others study at schools. I mean, if everyone knows it, what should I care about it? What about the other bits that schools missed?

Think about it, every school in the world focuses on creating geniuses.. So their hierarchy of syllabuses at school would be:
1> maths, science
2> language
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Last> dance, arts...
funny huh..

Hacked!

Sorry dude, tempted!

DEJA VU

Déjà Vu all over again!!! I'm getting news from all over Malaysia that schools are holding their Cross-country races within this month.. and I, as the athlete of my former school, get psyched up mad with all this... I WANNA PARTICIPATE!!!

But the real Déjà Vu is that I'm still being referred to by my juniors and my former classmates... It feels weird really, it's like I'm one of those authors that respond to people seeking advice on the Ask Aunty columns you see in magazines... but I feel the joy too... being looked up at as a guy who can help, because 'help' is really a huge word to me. I can do something big for a change..

I'm the idiot of the group

Talk about knowing, I'm still pissed with my friends... most of them think I'm a foolish child who can't think far enough to give an opinion... once I tried to voice out my opinion in a meeting... just trying to help, but I ended up being scold at by THEM...

It’s outrageous!!! I thought, “Fine!! Then GO AND ROT YOURSELVES!!!”...

here's the thing, I prefer to be open minded, but when people are wrong, totally wrong, I come in and try to help... but what happened was I got scold... that's when I started looking at things a new way,

And guess what, more people turn out to be wrong to begin with... FYI, people tend to call those who wouldn't accept advises ego, but as-a-matter-of-factly, they're egoists... and I have been trying to correct my friends ever since, and it turns out that for study-geeks, these guys are stubborn, and they call me an ego...  FINE, again, DO AS YOU LIKE IT... I wouldn't give a damn about any of you anymore...

Laugh Out Loud!!!

I've been noticing a lot of stuff lately, one of them was how splendid some things intellects would label as stupid or idiotic or perhaps even a waste of time are...

Let's take comedy for example, I know many of my study-freak friends wouldn't laugh thinking that it'd make them look immature and stupid in front of others. But what they didn't notice was how communication and laughter could bring people together, and how these two subjects work so well together. I find it amazing how audiences could respond to statements following a story the comic presents that has a specific tone. I watched a few videos before starting to work on this post, among the comics were Ahmed Ahmed, Maz Jobrani, Aron Kader, Dean Obeidallah, and Wonho Chung (really, that's his real name... not kidding). It's amazing how these comics can give one particular statement that sends the whole crowd laughing their hearts out. Don't get it? Here are some few examples I can share...

Observe the sentences written in Italic which represents a story or a situation and then the corresponding statement underlined which representing the statement that sets the laughter off...

“my dad wanted to take my family out on a fishing trip at a beach in Selangor, but after a few hours looking for an exit to the beach, my bored brother innocently asked my dad, 'Are we there yet???' and my dad's calm response was...” “'don't worry, we'll get somewhere...'”

“after 9/11^th hate crimes towards middle eastern Muslims went up more than a thousand percent which still puts Muslims in fourth place in the hatred list” “right after black guys, gay guys, and jews... so what exactly do we have to do??!!”

“as I have a middle eastern descent, a director during an audition was like, 'oh, so you're an Arab..'” “'..can you say, 'I will kill you in the name of Allah!!!'?”... “I was like,'I can say that, but what if I say, ''hello, I'm your doctor,''' the director said... “Great!! And then you hijack the hospital”

“I want to play a bad guy in the movies, I wanna rob a bank in a film, but do it with a gun...” “not with a bomb wrapped around me.”

“being a middle eastern, people often look at me in a strange way, once there a guy sitting opposite of me at an airport, he was holding his magazine  upside down and looking at me suspiciously...” “oh the humanity...”

Get the idea? I found out that it was only fair that I watch for some other details in presenting a funny statement and as you can observe, I wrote some of the phrases in Italic and Bold. These phrases hint the audience on what was going on at that instant and how the coming statement is funny. These few little details not only contribute to the laughing but also stimulates the audience's brains to understand one topic faster... take my fourth example for instance, as soon as the comics says “..but do it with a gun...” the audience picks up the understanding that “this guy is being stereotyped as a terrorist” and as the comic goes “...not with a bomb wrapped around me.” the atmosphere is just blown away by laughter which so happens maybe due to the things going on in the audience's mind that very instant- maybe they're laughing because of they're right, or perhaps they're just acknowledging that the comic actually does have a point.

Another thing I noticed about comedy is that most of the things they joke around are about sex, religion, and politics, because without these topics, we don't really have much to joke about. But the beauty of this department is that as these topics get talked about, people are brought together, happily, and no hatred is bred. And debates can go on in a much much more peaceful air this way, won't it? Even when its about something that's bothering us, laughing about it for a while could bring all the stress of it to relief. I wish to be able to talk about these topics in public every once in a while so that people would start to realize about these things... I mean even with the freedom of speech, Malaysians can't understand unity to it's full potential. You say something about the truth and the next thing you know is that you're being held custody under the International Security Act. Or maybe when you quote out a joke, many people in Malaysia nowadays don't get it or barely laugh but instead they dully say “yeah yeah that was funny, I like that...” or “HILLARIOUS, my friend, you can almost hear me laugh, that's how funny it is...”

So what's wrong if we take things easy a little more and let our faces smile every once in a while? I say that I think it is about time for us to come back to appreciate laughter and the joy it offers... don't you?

Hiss....

I killed a snake, in my front yard... I was raking some leaves and some rubbish(cursed irresponsible neighbors)... and suddenly I realized that I just cut a 14-foot snake into three pieces, and I think I crushed its head. I stepped on it I guess... 

Traumatic, I panicked, but then managed to pulled myself together in just a matter of seconds- after all, better it than me, right? I then remembered in one of the Biology classes that I have attended back in high school, one of the ways to preserve a specimen was by submerging the specimen in saturated sugar solution, and so, yes, I tried. I thought that it'd be cool to have one of those jars with dead animals that boys usually have in cartoons. But it worked only for a day. Next morning it started smelling awful and it looked gruesome. So, I thought that it deserved a funeral...(yeah right..) so with my gardening tools, I dug a small hole, and let the poor thing rest in peace.

and so here lies a dead snake...

this was when I preserved it..

A few steps away form the little grave, that's when it just came to me, I FORGOT TO SKIN IT!!! The snake's skin could just be a little bit of fortune itself. But a second thought just came to me after that, though... to get the skin after its funeral would make me look cheap. So, never mind the skin. But just in the name of science, I'm gonna have a peek of what happens as it rot within a few months' time...

a call...

I have read a few of my friends' blogs, posts, whatever... and I can tell you this, most of my friends are really into Islamisme... not a bad thing though... but think of it friends... even when we are The deen of LIGHT, we need a proper approach to others...

a simple metaphor, if a preacher talks in a mosque, he's talking to the people who knows about what he's talking about... but if he says the same thing only in a different environment, a circus perhaps, he'll end up being the laughing stock of the crowd... or even worse, he'll even perhaps be one of them...

get it? A friend in facebook posted, “looked out at the world, what a shame... looked around in facebook, all the same...” no offense, but I say as long as the line is not crossed, there's no need of talking shit about people... not now that the human rights are well protected.. of course, faith is questionable to everyone.. even preachers... here's a thought... if you ask many Malaysians will say proudly say that they're affiliated to Islam... but ask again, not many practice it... yet the same people will go and say “hey, don't you dare question my faith!!!” of course, as if people won't question your faith when you're a Muslim but you drink, have sex, not pray, gamble, go to wild parties and all that... only thing about being a Muslim left there is not eating pork...

imagine that...

friends, I call upon all of you, we live in a plural community, and as much as you hate them, you'll always have to accept the fact that they're free to practice their beliefs even if they look ridiculous in your eyes...

and no bad thoughts about anyone... I'm not backing anyone but I see no good if the Muslim community condemns others when we ourselves need amends...

MY LIFE

Ahhh, well, it's been a long time, yes, well, I have been up to a lot of things really...

tell you seriously, after school, I have been interested in studying... really I have...

unbelievable, when after all these years, I have condemned Malaysia's education system...

but here's what I think...

exam oriented studies are killing what is now tomorrow's intellectuals...

I mean, the kids now study not because they want to, but rather because they have to..

teachers and parents keep on saying that “SPM is everything” and that “life is a race, and if you don't run fast, you will fall down being pushed by others” which drives the kids to study their heads off like cuckoo birds when they actually don't have to..

I finished my studies in high school as an ace but still I felt that there's a lot of details I've missed out in everything that I have learned...

perhaps it was application to those Physics lessons all the time...

my friends face a lot of trouble trying to sink everything lesson in while I just sit back enjoying physics with much understanding...

maybe the fact that I realized what it means to appreciate the knowledge when my friends can't really seem to understand what appreciate means have put me in a much much better position compared to them after all.

Come to think of it...

I don't mean any offense, but, I'm glad I'm no longer with any of my classmates now...

each and every one of the being “robots” and all, they literally just study and leave all the rest to me...

frustrating much! I always tell them that they have to leave their books behind someday. I guess now is that day... I look up at facebook to check up on what they're up to and all I can say is that they're not studying anymore... haha!!

point made? All these five years in high school especially the last two years have been devoted by my friends for the godforsaken SPM... what's up with that??? has everybody gone totally nuts?

But now that it's all over, I' just glad I'm away from my classmates that think they know everything and I'm the fool of the century.

Having my perception means I can see the whole wide world with a little more beauty alongside an I can feel satisfied with basically any outcome...

And about the SPM results...

I wouldn't give a damn about it...

there's still a hella of things that I can do to make my life worthwhile without it... so I'm just glad that I can live in the moment right now...

well... it surprises me that I've actually gained some more followers even though I've benn away for so long...

well then, I guess I better get started with new posts...

but for now, here's a few photos from my friend...

just some for the memories of 2010...

happy 2011 everyone...