Initiation,Tradition,Graduation

It is said that a picture could say a thousand words...well I believe this one says more than a thousand...The sun rises from the east, a deep orange hue could be seen burning the blue2 sky...initially light rays from the sun began its slow descent to illuminate the world and more importantly Malaysia...Blinded from the bright light that was creeping between the cracks of my window sill I sheilded my eyes and stiffled a yawn...mechanically I got out of bed and made my way to stare in the eyes of the "man in the mirror"..As I washed my face in the sink, I couldnt help but hear - birds were chirping today...they never do tat before, looking for an answer I crossed my room and opened my phone calendar...well2 its graduation already? I brought out my shirt and tie for this special occasion and rode the car to Kampung Pandan..The weather was not perfect that morning...the sky was a grey colour signifying that it will soon rain...the sun that crept into my bedroom a few minutes ago dissapeared behind rows upon rows of dark grey clouds...The car stops into an abrupt halt, looking to my side I saw an all to familiar gate staring back at me..giving my parents a hand-kissing-shake gesture (o.o") I threw open the door and made my way inside the school compound...Rounding the corner I saw hustle and bustle of activities...people were zooming around me...I avoided all the oncoming figures and proceeded to my classroom to get my robe and get ready for my graduation...I stepped on the stage...as the teacher called my name I made my way to a VIP and took the scroll from hes hand...as I cradled the scroll in my hand...I thought to myself : "this event is neither An Initiation nor a Tradition, but merely A Graduation."

My Certificate insdie that booklet

Me And Azim (hes wearing the holy grail!!)

I knew u'd come sooner or later :D

Me and Syed

Me and Shafikah

The Pose

Taufiqians (dude in yellow EX)

After the picture snapping and the hand shaking I went back home to take the ultimate picture..I mean wats graduation without a HSM signature pose right? needless to say the day turned out from nice to great

-sekians-

Sea Of Dreams

dreams...they are mental images/videos recreated by the mind to suit the individuals needs or thoughts...we have them everytime we sleep, there are two types of dreams that we have every night...dreams that are worth remembering and dreams that are not worth remembering..but lately I've been having dreams that are both worth remembering and not worth remembering..so wat do I call this phenomenon? well for starters the dreams are wholly mixed with fiction/knowledge/fantasy and none other than the angel of music herself...so it compromises of a lot of elements in my life that I go through every single day...so in the end I settled with the term "Sea Of Dreams"...let me tell u a story of one example of a freaky dream,

Once Upon A Time in the deep2 places of Kg Pandan there lies a skool called SAB...so in that skool there was a young student all alone in the great hall with hes exam results in hand...He paced the floor as if he is waiting for somethin to happen...divine intervention? a revelation?...he kept pacing and pacing around the hall, hes footsteps making echoes that rang through the entire building...Suddenly the door flies open and a bright patch of light is formed on the floor..As he focused hes eyes on the figure that had just broken hes train of thought, he began feeling afraid and doubtful..as the light became attuned to hes eyes he finally makes out a shape...the figure had yellow hair, a thin slender body and a smile that could light up a blown out transformer...she steps out of the light to reveal her true indentity...the young student smiled playfully as he saw the figure making its way towards him..they locked thier gaze at each other, thinking "wow, I finally found him/her"...The young student lowered hes head and stared at the exam slip that he held in his hand...he slowly dropped onto one knee and stared at the yellow haired figure eyes and held out hes exam slip as if asking the figure for somethin of great importance...the yellow haired figure exhales deeply and made the widest smile the young student had ever seen...The young student gestured to the door showing that it is time that they high-tailed out of the hall and into the real world...she nodded in agreement and together with hands held tightly to each other they walked out of the hall and into the blinding light...

The Long Journey And The Tie That Binds

After school today...I was approached by my friend azim...now azim here thinks that on graduation he's shirt would go nicely with a small tie, at first I resisted :

Azim : Azrul lets go Sungai Wang...I wan find a tie.
Azrul : wat the? watever for azim?
Azim : I wanna look good on graduation *smiles*
Azrul : You dont even look good now *laughs*
Azim : *makes sad puppy dog face* pleaseeeeee
Azrul : ahhhhhhhh,uhhhh,errrrr,ermmmm

Now at tis moment loads of things were goin through my mind, implications of the events that I would go through shud I go wit him to Sungai Wang...Suddenly somethin popped in my mind, Damn! im a SPM candidate! I cant waste my time going out buying a tie....

Azrul : I so malas today
Azim : Alaaaa tolong ahh *makes sad face* I really want that tieeeee, I need it!
Azrul : ......fine, but ur paying for transports

Now I knew Sungai Wang was far but i dint knw the journey was going to be that far...but luckily he did pay for transportation...Sadly, I wasnt specific in wat kind of transportation we'd be goin with...sure we took a bus to Bukit Bintang but after that its all walk from there...we walked and walked and walked until my shoes were wet from all the puddles I kept stepping in...than after we found the "holy grail" (tie), we walked back down and exited Sungai Wang...at tis moment I asked him of our means to go back home...

Azim : well nak balik naik LRT kat KLCC lah
Azrul : oh so how we gettin to KLCC
Azim : we walking...
Azrul : Oh? only takes like wat? 5 mins walk rite?
Azim : ahhh yea sure stones throw away only

I thought KL was so small, everythins like connected and tightly packed...boy was i proven wrong...we walked, and walked, and walked until the familiar twin towers came into view...gosh how long has it been? he checked hes watch, wth? 10 mins so long i walk! sweaty and smelly me and Azim walked into KLCC packed crowded halls and pathways and rode the LRT...i pity everyone in the train just nw...we all packed like sardines in the train and i smell so nice that time..ah well wat could be worst rite? smooth sailing now...when we got down from the train I asked Azim again...

Azrul : how we gettin home?
Azim : the economically way..by bus

Now I thought there was a bus terminal near my house so i said ok...dude was just tryin to be economical and frugal...waited like 10 more mins than the bus started to come to life and so came to a close to our long journey...suddenly it stops near my frens house but still so far away from my house...

Azim : weyh come down...tis our stop
Azrul : Tf? my house still long way to go
Azim : mana ada bus going ur house
Azrul :.....

So I walked with him to hes house and now its my turn for pity and sympathy,

Azrul : eh use ur car send me home
Azim : ala malas lah...u excercise by walking
Azrul : Pleaseee *makes sad dog face*
Azim : ye ok fine i send u

alright! i came back home and took a shower to wash out the smell...and here I am..after the Long Journey And The Tie That Binds

The Thing Between TSA

Noooo.its not Total Surface Area...It really is a lovely thing to behold..."love at first sight" It truly is beautiful...u could almost sense the passion going on between the two individuals. One glance could say 3 words :) ...yes I know it might seem all stalker-ish..but is this really stalking? I am aware of the fact that i dun even knw her age...but deep down inside I know that shes around 19...intuition of a fan,dreamer...laugh at me all u like...I wont stop liking her, cause I know no one is as pretty as Taylor Swift - The Angel Of Music...Love is not an object, but merely The Thing Between TS and A....

Smoke It And You'll Regret It

It seems that stuffing stuff in ur lungs are kinda the rage these days huh? well dun get me wrong I couldnt care less if u all wan clog ur arteries,block ur alveolus to make its TSA/V ratio lower but when someone like azmira does it too...well thats where I draw the line...oh yea sure you get all the nice flavours of eg : apple mixed with guava or w/e but was the expenses worth it? really, I mean u might as well just take ur money, pile it up in one corner and burn it all while inhaling the carbon dioxide/water vapours...heck isnt that wat ur doing anyway? oh for the flavour? just put scented candles around you trust me it'll be the same thing but the effects would be less deadly...some anonymous alveolus blocking junkie told me that its safe if u control it, I guess he never heard of prevention is better than cure I suppose..wouldnt it be easier to have lived and let die?...yea humans are born different it is the pinacale of existence surely someone like me would understand...but are we really that different until we get the urge to kill oursleves slowly from the inside just to show our differences in the community? cant we just show our variation through productive actions rather than rashly gambling our lives for the sake of pleasure and fun?...if killing urself means its fun than hell! I must be the most boring man on earth...In a nutshell, my final advice to you, ultimately you azmira...if u truly wish to kill urself, try slitting ur wrists...sure its painful at first but at least you dont suffer in the future...Smoke It And You'll Regret It...
-because I care for ur welfare-
Muffin007, Art5503

A Swift Stroke Of Passion

Im sure all u people heard of love at first sight before...who hasnt right? sure we all have heard it in the past, but did we really believe in it? personally at first I always thought of it as a load of crap...how do u explain love at first sight? definition? surely u cannot explain it in terms of chemistry and physic something as trivial and biologically complex such as love at first sight...the answer? it doesnt need to be explained but merely felt...Love is an emotion on which people share for each other and any living thing..it can be between a man and hes goldfish or even a cat and a tree...the origins on why im writing about tis? well its basically because I have experienced "love at first sight"...It all began when I switched on the TV, so there I was sitting on the couch with remote in hand..my brain was numb, all thought have vanished from my mind...I was a zombie..being in a zombie state I started switching to random channels like HBO, and etc...As I changed into another channel I heard a sound that snapped me back into reality instantly like a train had just run over me...I turned my gaze to the decoder and saw the no. 713, MTV...I dint knw MTV sounded so good...I looked at the screen and saw the source of the mesmerizing voice...I saw a woman, no! not a woman but an angel! she had yellow hair that shined ever so brightly, eyes that stopped my heart with one glance and a face that was absolutely perfect!..before I lost myself amidst a sea of dreams the last thing I heard was "you belong with me" :D...ever since that faithful day I began taking an interest in music...everytime I got into a automobile I tuned in on the radio...and everytime I tuned into a station I hear her voice...soothing my mind and ears..It was merely luck that prevented me from buying her album (forgot bring wallet)...some people call it "love at first sight" I prefer the term "A Swift Stroke Of Passion"...I am indeed aware of the differences between me and her (langit dan bumi) but hey, wats life without a few dreams ;P ...I hate to tell u all this but THIS is a "love story"...MY "love story" ...you deserve all those awards! and u will always be in my heart and dreams "forever and always" :)

The Angel Of Music
-Taylor Swift-

The True Followers And The Blind Ones

Ever wondered wat it means? well yesterday I finally knew wat it meant...so like any other day me and all my frens played a game...now on that day we got lucky so we like kicked the other team ass hard..everything was going smooth until one certain someone began nagging like some spoiled brat and sore loser...from wat I can remember tis is wat he said...

Mak Kau (game alias) : weyh my sf noob la! can switch to make it fair?
Muffin@@" : eh fuck u its a fair game dumbass (5 vs 4)
Mak Kau : switch la he noob...we want stealthed assassin (he never died from 1st to last)
Muffin@@" : luck la stupid! not my problem if ur team got no skill
Strawberry : blah.blah,blah

so after that he went quiet so i thought "dude finally realized hes mistake! than suddenly 4 random dudes walk up to our row...and started showing off thier gengster-ism-ness?
so they started scolding strawberry for being so "laser mouthed"...if I recalled my memories, it was Mak Kau who called us kurang ajar and stupid and stuff...so w/e after that we met Mak Kau outside than he apologized to us for being so spoiled...and he dint knw hes frens go scold us...Ahhhh so those guys wanted to look good in front of everyone and Mak Kau...Good Friend? well f@@k u...good friends show us our mistakes not support them...Call them cool or w/e if u wish...I call them the "Blind Ones"

The Black Parade

Its always hard to forget those who left us...even if we during the start never did really take heed of them..Im going to tell u the story of a man...a man whom all my life has been with me during I was a baby till I was a surreal teenager...Im not gonna tell u how he died, but instead on how he lived...The Late Mohd Hariri bin Amina was born on the year 1930, he was a quiet person, only saying wat was needed and wat was appropriate at that given moment...through the years he lived hes life in happiness and serenity doing god's bidding every step of the way...he worked as a goverment servant, but did he really? based on the pics i've seen he was closely related to the mob than a just a normal dude...by the age of 20+ he began having visions of settling down and having a big family, seeing that thier boy was ready to have a family of hes own, hes parents arranged hes marriage with a fair skinned woman who is my future grandmother...so they got married and had 4 offspring...each one born special and happy in this world...he loved hes children very much, he cared for them...I remember my dad told me that when he got good grades my late grandfather would buy him a bottle of coke...Sadly, everything good in this earth never did last long...when he was 39 he begun to feel pain in hes heart...when he was diagnosed it produced a shocking result..he had a weak heart...doctors began working furiously on saving hes life...they added a SNA node in hes heart or pacemaker to help it beat normally...for 40 years he lived with a problematic heart but that did not stop him from seeing hes children grow into extraodinary people..1 became an accountant, other went different ways but still made him proud to call them hes children...on the 4th of October 2009 at exactly 5.00 a.m in the morning, he began having difficulty on breathing...nurse and doctors alike rushed to hes aid but to no avail...Sadly he had officially "moved on" and tears of sorrow were spilled...He was a great person and he left so sudden...although, he had lived for 79 years hes importance made people want him to stay longer so goes the term "Heaven wants him,Hell wont take him,Earth needed him"...He surely lived a good life and even in death hes face was still smiling...A Man? A Legend? ...no he is A Grandfather,Father,Husband,Son and he will surely be missed and we all pray for him to be happy in the afterlife...Al Fatihah below are pics of things and people he left behind suddenly and will love him till death do us part...

The Chair That Was Once Filled Is Now Empty

He Loved Hes Garden And Hes Garden Loved Him *note grey sky*

Friends Of Every Age Were Left Behind And Alone

Loving Family...Wife, 3 Sons and 1 Daughter

Loving Son And Wife

Though you have passed on but your legacies will live on forever..I will get those 10A's I promised you...In Loving Memory Of A Proud Father,Husband, And Grandfather...Mohd Hariri bin Amina 1930-2009

Somethin Wicked This Way Comes

Time...I have stated this earlier before, its somethin I dun have, somethin that I cant keep in storage...It is also somethin I cannot chase...with 40-42 days left on the calender I just cant see myself sitting in the classroom with the unbreakable silence of its vacants...My time is almost up, no more rehearsals, no more practices, no more fun...it draws closer and closer at hand where I must step up on the stage and sing my the final verses of the song of life...10 more verses left....seems easy? hell no! each verse contains millions of notes that comprises of the ones I learned last year as well as this year...every mistake made brings me even closer to an epic fail, therefore it is absolutely vital that I memorize those notes and "jangan lupa lirik"...The Song will be sang on the month of November...Those who succeed will get an applause, and those who do not succeed? well lets just say Somethin Wicked This Way Comes

Shock And Awe...

It started out as a normal day...there I was in my house studying...the sky was dark and grey, was it about to rain? since 2 hours ago the sky was a dull grey colour but not even a drop of rain fell..I put aside my book to my side...I rubbed my throbbing temple and put my head on the table...suddenly i felt myself being shook...I thought I was feeling a bit woozy from intense studying (poyo) so I ignored the shaking and kept my head on the table...I looked up and saw the lamp shaking as well...was it the wind making it move like that? Bernoulli clearly stated if wind was faster than the pressure shud be lower...than wth was the lamp doing moving like that?...I still felt like I was being shaken..as I thought and thought about the strange phenomenon, my thinking light suddenly illuminates clearly! perhaps my fav show has the answers for my shaking discomfort...i opened CNN and watched the news...a weather forecast was being aired, it was about the hurricane that was sweeping vietnam,phillipines, etc...nothin about the shaking...suddenly CNN reported a breaking news! somewhere along the samoa islands an earthquake of an 8.0 magnitude created a tsunami 7 metres high...after that, indonesia was hit by a 7.8 magnitude earthquake...Soooo it was an earthquake at indonesia that stimulated the shaking of my table and lamp...impressive! I was truly in a state of Shock And Awe......