Monday, March 16, 2009

.A week after.

not exactly a week. more like "3 days after".

.what the heck.

this is my first time being here..wanting to know how it feels like to start talking madness in your own blog. heh :)

golly, am not so much a writer actually. well, i do compose poems though. but yeah [situasi otak agak kelam kabut due to severe selseme]

finished my chambering period last friday. finally. went to filing but sadly got to go back dengan wajah penuh frustrasi cz my confidential report is yet to be completed.
*mode: jiwa terumbang ambing*

but, gladly to say that at least i've completed the chambering period. have managed to endure the struggling and tiring 9 months [sorta], and the most important thing, finally to get to be there----> High Court for the long call ceremony [ceremony ke?]

damn it should be fun. still tk tanye lg kak Rassa whether or not she's willing to be the mover for the day. kene mencari orang lain if she's not available..[demi Tuhan, i dont want Hendon]

here's the thing, whenever i flip through my life, everything seems clear..i mean clearer.

didnt really get all the yelling, the shouting from my parents especially my ayah when it comes to study back then.
*mode: telinga kacau bilau mendengar bait2 jeritan disuruh belajar*

as i grew older, i do realize that whatever that u have right now, does not necessary mean that it will be yours forever. i learnt that from him, my ayah.

often he mentioned while i was a kid, "you may feel ok now cz i'm still here, providing you with all the necessary things; food, money, education, clothes and so on. try to imagine what will happen if suddenly i'm no longer here, to talk to you, to give u advises even though u hate it so much, to sustain u and the rest..imagine. just imagine."
*mode: sedih*

he tells me a lot: "if you were born poor it's not your fault. but it is you to be blame if u die poor"


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