ANOTHER JUNK...[DONT READ]


Assalamualaikum
It was 0141....early in the morning...I don’t even know what kind of issue that I currently face with...I can’t sleep at night...even I try to roll over the whole bed surface to get a good sleeping posture it’s still....I can’t reach to another dimension where all human being’s soUL scattered....
Hoho...wait up pal! It’s totally was it.... the site where you guys eagerly wanted to know it’s content... the story... the words might be.... and the “what so ever” you might wish to know...... it was just the consumption of language currently contaminated with the English accent.... due to the author of this blog just finished watching an English movie.... so that.... the remaining vocabulary is still keep playing in his mind.....it’s convenience him to put two or too many unfamiliar words even its seem stupid and invite the sarcastic.....hell he care....
This is the turn where I would like to write sincerely uncut version.....did you see any cut or any dry-white-liquid of correction pen up there??....I warn you....you can’t cheat in here because I can see that there is no even a correction up there.....and will be the same afterward.....
It’s all actually about myself.....even though you guys might not even insisted to know.....but sooner or later.....when you get trapped by boring.....blur....and blah....blah....blah.....you’ll seat in front of your machine and visit this site and read this stuff.....even spell it like toddler.....
I was born completely as human being on 12/8/88....1930....Thursday sunset....Tengku Ampuan Rahimah general hospital......my dad recite the “azan” after my ears.....thanks dad!.....I was third by six siblings....but due to my sister.....who being called to resign right after her 3 days old.....I am currently working as second......
Being second is quite ok.....I have to face all the simple life......entitled me as the beneficiary of all my big brother stuff....pants....shirt.....even somehow....a school book......there is no “brand new” term when you happened to be a second.....but I’m still glad.....because there is no such a gigantic different between new things and old things......and those process happened in very long time ago....Anno Dominie as hypothetically speaking.....
I don’t have to deal with it anymore.....as for today..... I got one....and my big brother got one......in other hand....living as a second will make you think farther than other numbers of child.....when you sat on the middle.....you have to be in the middle.....seeing what on your right and left side.....and your sight fields will became wider......but it’s not the point in here.....
I attending my first education in tadika al-islah.....fully loaded with Islamic lesson.....as my folk look forward to that I could managed to be someone who will become an obedient god slave.....I try to give my best shot on that purpose.....and then for the primary school as usual.....I hate those age.....bluntly speaking......I am totally loser during 7 till 12 of my ages.......I am often being bullied by some trash- to-be-called pupils.....by that time I don’t have any guts to fight back.....so I let the flow drive me until I found an exit way out of those life maze.....
I was thrown up into this Islamic high school.....my teenage years is great.....I started to defend myself frequently......even sometime I cross over the line.....I started to built my own network with friends.....and blah....blah.....blah.....like another normal macho influential teenagers......nope....that was not metaphoric.....its true and fact......you may refer to this entry as a concrete verification.....haha.....but I do not perpetrate violence....I am young gentle good people as the matter of fact......its only about high school live that some of us might hate it much.....it’s not a major purpose of this writing.....I won’t stop until I found a good ending to stop writing......it’s tongue in cheek.....and for some simple reason.....I still not in sleeping mode.....I’m still fresh......even there is a thick mist out there.....that could hypnotize people such their lullaby......but not me.....left here.....seating all alone....with my contraption.....and half-filled hot choc.....acting like strong.....currently doing something that won’t bring me into something.......something that make me static.....as initial as eventual.....
I rather stop than start something that will made this writing seems dim-witted......because I don’t wont to involve with something that might hurt the readers......I don’t have any guts to make this as my feeling log book.....diary.....or what so ever you called it......OK then....chow.....

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2 ulasan:

Asma' Ahmad berkata...

ahahahah~ ak sangat slow baca entry bhs english. jadi yang paling masuk di kepala aku cuma ayat terakhir. huhuhu~

btw, bile ko citer zmn skola menenga, teringat zaman aku satu sakola ngan ko dulu. heh hehe.. ^__^

rhazes mohamad berkata...

haha....kita memang satu sekolah....tapi tak pernah lepak sama sama....jumpa pun just tegur2 je kan....haha....

aku kan pemalu....hahaha