Sunday, 2 October 2011

Brings me a Smile



P6 Bangkok Trip.

Aidil, Nazri, Zikry and me won 2nd place for some animation competition.
Free tix and hotel stay. 3D2N with our pri school teacher, Ms Haryati.


(:


Reality check;

Sigh.

Wednesday, 28 September 2011

Thankful

Please don't view me differently when you read this.



I've never tasted good results before in my JC life.
I'll always remember how I try to make words out of D E S and Us with my friends. Sigh, the typical heck care attitude and "I'll do this later (right..)"

But now, I'm really really thankful that my effort is paying off after seeing A&B.
Well, for just two subjects though. Hahaha.


If I can do that for these subs, I'll be able to do the same for the remaining subs too.
Sounds easy enough :/ Sigh.

And similarly, to those out there who are being traumatized and disappointed by your prelim results..


If a failure like me can do it, the very more you should be able to do it too.


I may not be the right person to say this, but I believe that
if there's a will, there's definitely a way.

Be very careful though. Wants and wishes are different from actual desire and hunger. Learnt that through my time in sports.




Be honest to yourselves.





Oh and for those of you that are doing well, keep it up yeah. (:
Be the role model for the rest of us to follow.



With all hope and sincerity,


All the best guys.

Let's do it.

Let's smile together in the future.

Sunday, 25 September 2011

Yep, another checkpoint reached

Changed my blog design.

Had this feeling of changing something.
So... nyeh, just needed that sense of a fresh start once again.
I kinda like it though. Don't know about you guys :D


By the way, working with html codes is so -__- Long time no touch me html codes ;P
Try placing your cursor at my name under "Yours Truly". Let it stay for like, 1sec.



HOHOHO.

Maybe I'll frequent change the pop-up text or something. Should be fun.

And..... sigh. School's back. Time to work hard.

Saturday, 10 September 2011

The Change


When I was a kid, I remember smiling to myself beside my window if there's a bright-blue sky. I couldn't really explain to myself at that point of time, as to why I'm so in love with this particular beauty. [:

This weather matched my nature & personality well in the past.

Carefree. Ever-joyful.

The unobstructed sky have this... odd effect of allowing me to do, say and act freely. Kinda didn't have to think for your actions. ;P



As we age with experience, things start to feel different.
Hmm, a long, slow, change?

Some of you might agree with me, some of you won't.
But through my perspective, all of us mature to have a different side.

No, no, not necessarily a dark side, or a negative side. Just a different side.

A side you would show only to your loved ones.
A side you would show to those who understand.
A side you would show to those sharing the same views.

Your true side? Nah, I won't label it that way.

I think most of us know by now that every little thing thing we do, will cause a butterfly effect.

The fear of being judged - We grow to be cautious, to be wary of our actions. But of course, the degree varies from person to person. xP

I know some of us here will want to view it as putting on a facade, or different masks. Some of us perceive individuals having different sides to be fake and dishonest to others and sometimes, even to him or herself.

Yes, of course, there are such people today, more so than in the past, especially with the invention of social media.

But we ought to understand the difference.

Fake vs Different side.

We're old enough to tell the difference by interacting with people.




But can we tell the difference when we, ourselves, do it?





I might have understood some things better today.

And I think I know the reason for the change of my preference.



I love overcast days now.

It's my new pictorial definition of tranquillity.


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Good luck for prelims everyone.

If you don't need luck, kindly pass it back to me k.

Need it more than all of you.



Pics credit: Katarina 2353

She's awesome.

Sunday, 4 September 2011

Pillow

Hmmm.. Am I still in dreamland? How do I get back?
Which wormhole portal do I take to travel across time and space?
Will me body disintegrate if I take the portal and travel at the speed of light?
Why am I sitting dow..

Ooo. I remember now.
It's a little narcissistic (k fine, a lot) but, I kinda, like my bed hair.

#:D

I know Damien loves his bed hair too.
So Everyone should!
Yeah Everyone.
Woooooohhp!


Hahas sry guys. Just wana record this in my online diary.
Free backup system yo.


Off I go then. Zzzzz.

Monday, 29 August 2011

Purpose


You can't hide your selfish hunger for money. Nope, not from me.

You're a pretender.

You gave them excessive treatments.
You told them to come for useless consultations.
"How's your health? How do you feel after taking those medicines?"
They travel a distance just to see you, and.. that's all? Questions?

Oh and sorry, I didn't know asking simple questions can be so expensive.


Do you see your every move to be spinning gears of money production?


You're supposed to be life savers, you're supposed to be the ambassadors of hope. Being a master of health and treatments is worthless, if you don't possess the heart to serve with integrity and passion.


It's painful for us to see them bleeding unnecessarily because of mistakes done by unskilled nurses and docs. If lives are dependent on the machines you and your team are operating, it makes perfect sense for you to understand your tools, inside out.


Hmm, cheap labour? Life isn't, if you have yet to realize.

You see them disappearing, one at a time. Just wondering, do you feel a tiny bit of guilt when you witness death? Yes, it might have been their Time to leave. But what if it's due to your blindness and insensitivity?

I grew up studying your foolish steps, for years.
Don't use our young age as a factor for stereotypical discrimination.

Our feet are still too small to fit into your shoes, but hey, we're not blind.



Don't mind me asking, but, Is this the path that Singaporeans are slowly turnin' to?

I do acknowledge the fact that there are millions of respectable individuals out there. But what about the remaining majority? They seem to not give a crap about things.

Serving for money.
Helping for money.
Caring for money.
Teaching for money.
Improving lives for money.
Working for m...

Oh blimey, I'm a fool! Of course you do these jobs to survive, to support your own families.

But does it hurt to go the extra mile? Does it harm, to make people smile, with whatever things you do?



Yeah I'm far inexperienced.

But I have the heart to believe --

We shouldn't work for a pay, but work for a purpose.




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Oh man, I feel like I'm targeting myself too. Hahas, starting to feel guilty.
Must have done something wrong in the past.


Sorry for the selfish post.

Thursday, 25 August 2011

One Last

Today, we had our last P.E. - in our college life.
Soon, it will be our last day together as a class, and as a college.


I think we'll never mention it to one another, but I've this strong feeling that deep inside, 13/10 is going to be treasured and remembered regardless of how close, or how joyful you are in the class (:


And that particular day will come, when we'll stand up as a class, and move out
through the door, officially for the last time. ):


I've been through numerous 'lasts', and i've survived it.
But the feeling of experiencing 'the One Last', is too difficult for me to swallow - everytime.


Hahas, argh the usual ridiculous me.
That's life, why do you care so much abt these pointless details?

Hmmmmmm (:

Hahas.


Nostalgia's my closest buddy.
It will be with me till I perish from this land.



What about you? (:

Saturday, 6 August 2011

Morals



Going down the yellow brick road..

Searching for answers you already have.
Desiring for things that have a lower value than your current possessions.

Setting sail towards an imaginary island, when the treasure you're looking
for is in your own backyard.



Does your future lie beyond the yellow brick road?



Hahas, silly me. Crystal balls don't exist.
But we do have a compass that can lead us to the right path.

Find it, and bring it with us.
We won't know when we'll need it.

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Hope you'll listen.

To the song I mean.

Thursday, 4 August 2011

Oh My

From Zb's blog.

[Disclaimer: This is not an original post, it's an article taken from Yahoo! News. Once in a while they actually give you good stuff. :P This one is very, very worth a read. ((: ]

Ever wondered what it is like to have Death staring straight in your eyes? Is there anything you will like to do or change before you draw your last breath? What if you have a family with young children and perhaps some precious time left? What would you do?

Here’s a sad but true story to be shared, about a loving dad and husband, who did what he could in the little time he was left for his family. From their country cottage filled with memories of Mandy Flanagan’s late husband Paul, she shared with us their story.

Paul, a teacher, who died of cancer at the age of 45 in November 2009, passionately believed his children, Thomas and Lucy, should have more than just fading photographs to remember him by. For the children were only five and one-and-half years old at the time of his passing. “There was nothing more important to Paul than being the best father he could be,” says Mandy.

“When he knew he was dying, there was no time for self-pity. He became absolutely focused on doing whatever he could to continue being a good dad to them throughout the years, even though he wouldn’t be here in person.”

Amongst his preparation included letters, filmed messages, future birthday presents and his personal chest of favorite books. “Each book is accompanied by a note to Thomas and Lucy explaining why Paul loved it, and how much he hopes they will too when they’re old enough to read it,” explains Mandy.

But perhaps all these gifts pales in comparison to a document titled “On finding fulfillment”, accidentally discovered on his laptop by Mandy. “I opened it and, with tears rolling down my cheeks, I discovered his bullet-pointed code to living a good and happy life,” says Mandy. And this list of 28 instructions was the very way Paul lived his life.

Addressing his children who were too young to understand the tragedy that was unfolding, Paul writes, ”In these last few weeks, following my terminal diagnosis, I have searched my soul and heart to find ways in which I can reach out to you as you grow up.

“I’ve been thinking about the matters in life that are important, and the values and aspirations that make people happy and successful. In my view, and you may well have your own ideas by now, the formula is pretty simple.

“The three most important virtues are: Loyalty, integrity and moral courage. If you aspire, friends will respect you, employers will retain you, and your father will be immensely proud of you. I am therefore giving you several pieces of advice. These are the principles on which I have tried to build my life and they are exactly those that I would have encouraged you to embrace, had I been able to.” “I love you very much. Never forget that.”

“He also wrote that they should never give up, and he certainly never did. He fought so bravely, so courageously, right to the end.”

Having been first diagnosed with skin cancer in 2004, where a birthmark on his chest had become malignant. The cancer was removed in November that year when their son Thomas was only a few months old. And after years of regular follow-ups, he was given the all clear in January 2008 when Mandy was expecting Lucy.

However a swelling that appears in May 2008 proved the cancer had spread to his lymph glands in his arms and neck shortly after. Even surgery and radiotherapy was not able to halt its progression. By March 2009, the cancer had spread to his brain and his condition was terminal.

“He never pitied himself,” says Mandy. “The diagnosis, and perhaps the drugs he was on, triggered a sort of mania. He suddenly had so much energy. While I lay awake upstairs worrying, Paul would work through the nights, determined to get his affairs in order.”

Having meticulously organized the family finances, arranged his own funeral, buying presents for their children, their dining room was soon filled piles of shoeboxes filled with paperwork, hand-written letters and DVD messages for his family and friends.

With Lucy christened last summer, she now has one godmother and nine godfathers. “He wanted his friends to have a permanent tie to his family, I think,” says Mandy. “And if Lucy couldn’t have her father, a fantastic team of godfathers was the very least she deserved.”

With his passing at home, some eight months after his terminal diagnosis, Mandy was certain he’ll be able to rest peacefully knowing that he had left the best legacy any father could. “When some people are told they have just a few months to live, they decide their life won’t be complete until they’ve bungee-jumped off Sydney Harbor Bridge or seen the Grand Canyon. But that wasn’t Paul. All that was important to him was right here. He lived and died by his own rules, and I know he had found his fulfillment.”

We all have a finite amount of time in this world, some less than others. And it is not the amount of time, rather how we use it which truly matters. Ever so often we get absorbed by our daily rat race and tend to take our loved ones for granted. Perhaps it is time we slow down and re-examine ourselves before it is too late.

A FATHER'S RULES FOR FINDING FULFILLMENT

Be courteous, be punctual, always say please and thank you, and be sure to hold your knife and fork properly. Others take their cue on how to treat you from your manners.
Be kind, considerate and compassionate when others are in trouble, even if you have problems of your own. Others will admire your selflessness and will help you in due course.

Show moral courage. Do what is right, even if that makes you unpopular. I always thought it important to be able to look at myself in the shaving mirror every morning and not feel guilt or remorse. I depart this world with a pretty clear conscience.

Show humility. Stand your ground but pause to reflect on what the other side are saying, and back off when you know you are wrong. Never worry about losing face. That only happens when you are pig-headed.

Learn from your mistakes. You will make plenty so use them as a learning tool. If you keep making the same mistake or run into a problem, you’re doing something wrong.

Avoid disparaging someone to a third party; it is only you who will look bad. If you have a problem with someone, tell them face to face.

Hold fire! If someone crosses you, don’t react immediately. Once you say something it can never be taken back, and most people deserve a second chance.

Have fun. If this involves taking risks, so be it. If you get caught, hold your hands up.

Give to charity and help those who are less fortunate than yourselves: it’s easy and so rewarding.

Always look on the upside! The glass is half full, never half empty. Every adversity has a silver lining if you seek it out.

Make it your instinct always to say ‘yes’. Look for reasons to do something, not reasons to say no. Your friends will cherish you for that.

Be canny: you will get more of what you want if you can give someone more of what they desire. Compromise can be king.

Always accept a party invitation. You may not want to go, but they want you there. Show them courtesy and respect.

Never ever let a friend down. I would bury bodies for my friends, if they asked me to . . . which is why I have chosen them carefully.

Always tip for good service. It shows respect. But never reward poor service. Poor service is insulting.

Always treat those you meet as your social equal, whether they are above or below your station in life. For those above you, show due deference, but don’t be a sycophant.

Always respect age, as age equals wisdom.

Be prepared to put the interests of your sibling first.

Be proud of who you are and where you come from, but open your mind to other cultures and languages. When you begin to travel (as I hope you will), you’ll learn that your place in the world is both vital and insignificant. Don’t get too big for your breeches.

Be ambitious, but not nakedly so. Be prepared to back your assertions with craftsmanship and hard work.

Live every day to its full: do something that makes you smile or laugh, and avoid procrastination.

Give of your best at school. Some teachers forget that pupils need incentives. So if your teacher doesn’t give you one, devise your own.

Always pay the most you can afford. Never skimp on hotels, clothing, shoes, make-up or jewellery. But always look for a deal. You get what you pay for.

Never give up! My two little soldiers have no dad, but you are brave, big-hearted, fit and strong. You are also loved by an immensely kind and supportive team of family and friends. You make your own good fortune, my children, so battle on.

Never feel sorry for yourself, or at least don’t do it for long. Crying doesn’t make things better.

Look after your body and it will look after you.

Learn a language, or at least try. Never engage a person abroad in conversation without first greeting them in their own language; by all means ask if they speak English!

And finally, cherish your mother, and take very good care of her.

I love you both with all my heart.
Daddy x

Monday, 18 July 2011

Victorian Spirit


It lingers on.


The Victorian Challenge I had a few days ago was simply, meaningful.
Just you, the strong breeze, the moon, the imminent sunrise.
And the flag.

(plus a grp of awesome ppl at the checkpoint ofc) (:


I should be grateful.

Tuesday, 5 July 2011

It has been quite some time since..

I don't usually show my emotions and problems.

I just cried, in front of my mom.
She didn't scold me at all, it's... just her words.

Talking to me about her only wish, which is to see me smile in the future.
With her current condition, she's really unsure if she can hold on for that long.

I don't know man. I've been quietly eating up all these sorrows in my house.
Maybe it's the reason tt I'm diverting to excessive 'de-stressing' hobbies of mine?

No one will understand, especially those that sees me everyday.
Hmm, maybe they have their own problems, and chose not to reveal them?
Or maybe I'm just fated to be tested during my early years, Here.

It's my fault anyways, since this was brought up after telling her about my results.
It's the first time I prepared ahead of time (lol 1.5 week), studying, for my JCTs.
But guess what, I did worse. As compared to my classmates AND my prev exams.

I usually don't feel that disappointed or anything, but this time, it really hurts.
Gosh, Azmi seriously, is this yr first time talking like this? Maybe. My bad.

Maybe I've been a liar to myself and my friends as the years pass by.
Maybe I've been tricked into my own subconscious world, thinking that everything's the same as last time, when I can do what I want and give a heck, and still achieve my goals.

Now's not the same, Azmi.
It's tougher.
And you've been stagnant all these years, while others grew steadily as they are aware of the ever-changing types and difficulty of obstacles.

You've disappointed your parents, your tutors, those who cares abt you, and most importantly, Yourself.

Yes, non-academic activities do bring you knowledge, opens up your eyes and mind to the world, and can even sometimes set your moral compass straight, reminding you of what must be done.

But you're doing it wrong mate, it's different now.


Heck this sounds gay, but my tears dried up.

I know, I know you readers might be laughing at me, my foolishness, stubborn attitude, etc.

Well, sir, ma'am, may I join you too, in laughing at my current self,
as I pray and prepare for change.

Sunday, 3 July 2011

All seems good. Well, mostly.

I'm really thankful to be enjoying the current situation I'm in right now.

Hmm, I guess marking for future nostalgia is a good way to cherish your present self.
If you know what I'm talking abt. (:

Haha pardon me for this short post.

Guess we don't really need eventful stuffs to brighten up our lives.



Zen style appreciation.