Tuesday, June 15, 2010

get me out of this comfort zone, please?

successful people are always intriguing. simply because they've achieved such astronomical success that people turn around just because their names are mentioned. stashed those cash aside, i am interested to find out why and how they did, what they did, when they did and most of all, was there any avadacadabra that one can exactly use so that he or she can just simply cut through the most windy road to the top?

as far as i can recall, each time when i watched the tv, heard on the radio, or interviewed these people, i mean, successful people, "what's your secret of success?" The answer are always the same. "there's really no secret. just want to thank my dad, my mom my wonderful stuff blah blah blahh..."

it's kinda disheartening when your particular idol, or someone you've been admiring for some time gave you such an answer, isn't it?

well, at least, try to use these words, 'hard work, knowledge, read a lot, support and so forth". it relieved somehow. but, after making such a-long-wasting-time-somehow-experimenting, one final ingredient that they sometimes omit to mention is; themselves.

i've seen some of my friends, particularly those who excelled, *names are not mentioned*, especially when i stepped into boarding school, i could really have a real sight on their determination, perseverance. they just made it and just dont ask them how. 'cause they dared to step out of their comfort zone and fight an extremely difficult, tedious, exhausting, and probably some depressing battle against the rest of the world.

yes, i am truly impressed of them.

speaking of comfort zone, it's just a few months away from spm. if only some superhuman could rescue me, pull me away from this large, comfortable, fuzzy duvet that i've been hiding under since the first day of the first term break when i just cant peel my eyelids open.

somehow, i miss sleeping in the bilik study :)

Thursday, June 10, 2010

a picture is worth a thousand words

confession-of-the-day: my blog is undeniably lack of pictures.

i hate it when it comes to picture. it gives me no image. really! look, how can one survive without camera for the whole of her life?! ME! how can one actually learn to take pictures without having her own camera?! ME! and how can one really enjoy her life without having camera?! yes, it's me -.-

i'm sick of people asking me; 'hey, why dont you add some pictures on your posts. it will be great!', 'heyy, i love your posts but can you put some image on it 'cause i cant imagine what are you saying', 'heyy, your FB's profile pic's cool, but dont you have a new one?' and so forth. excuse me? i dont really give a damn on it 'cause you know what, my-camera-that-worth-****-went-missing-and-its-awful-enough-to-know-that-it-was-actually-got-stolen-by-some-shitty-humiliating-human-that-worths-no-penny. so fine, i'm pathetically hating cameras. *but didnt i suppose to hate that thief more than cameras?* yeah, somehow, i hate you too, lil-brat-stupido-thief.

just for anyone's info, pictures no more till i own one. again. someday, somehow.

p/s; yeah, btw, my mom bought me a new phone. i dont have a pic on it. yes i dont 'cause i dont have camera to take an image of it. fine enough? GREAT.

do visit this blog, i love his pictures. it speaks somehow :)
*yeah, btw, you have twins?*


by exco kesenian dan kebudayaan 09/10 ;p

held on april. alhamdullilah everything works. the second event that i've organised after musical drama for new students, yeah for this year. everything was so magnificent, the beauty of the culture revealed, brought every of the MRSM Tawau's student into an insight of our ancients and cultures. this is for my dad and ayahanda (ex-principal of MRSM Tawau)

my event. my rules. our effort.

me at the center, emcee for that night :)

mohd syazani jupri and me :)

the grand opening :DD

VVIPs are invited to dance together :)

zapin - the last performance

the invitation card :)

and special thanks to
this is all for you dad :)