SPAIN CHAMPIONS OF EUROPE

Even the colors of the ribbon on the trophy is SPAIN'S colors...

Casillas the Captain lifting the Cup

The Great Luis Aragones



Fans are jubilant of SPAIN triumph!!!!




Fernando Torres - El Nino



David Villa - 4 Goals-

I want to be there for me

My closes someone always manage to leave me… either move away or to be in a better place… I cried when my best friend who was my first friend since I was three died… and when my closes cousin who shared dreams and ambition with me… but I cant cry when my grandpa when away…

His death had finally get thru me… you only live once… and can’t afford to live in half or pretending to be someone… life to short for that…. Take every chance available without hesitation… because you can’t spend the rest of your life wondering what if…

I was always there for my friends… and now I think its time for me to be there for me… to take care of me… my needs… my feelings… my thoughts…. My best friend Yana was right after all… ‘Do things that you want Ril… don’t always have to think about other people… satisfy your heart first before you satisfy others’…

All this time of caring… of putting other people first before myself had only bring me more heart ache… and now all of that has no point…. And now I will care about me…

I want to be selfish…

birthday is just a number to me

It’s the 22^nd of June today… I mean the day I wrote this blog… It’s my birthday… I received text massages and calls from my closes friends… the truth is I didn’t realized about my birthday until a friend of mine called singing me a happy birthday song with her housemate… only then I remember… my mind was else where… I was in Mersing at the time… sitting in that old big house and reminiscing… I miss you grandpa… this big old house seems so empty without your presence… This is the worst birthday ever… then again to me it’s just another number… but thanks for those who remember… I appreciate all your wishes….

My beloved Grandpa just pasted away before my birthday… I was really sad… but my eyes couldn’t cry… but my heart is pouring… I just can’t believe he’s gone…

2 weeks earlier, I was in Mersing when he was sick and was admitted to the hospital… by the time my family decided to bring him home… he was already showing signs of recovery… the last time I saw him… I give him a massage and kiss him on the chick and give him a little hug… I said that I’ll be back to visit again… and that was the last time I heard his voice…

When I received news that he was gone… I was shock in this believe… I didn’t cry then… just that my heart and my mind are filled with uncertain feelings… An old Chinese saying goes “You wouldn’t cry… until you see the coffin” but I didn’t cry… even when I saw His body in front of me… when the body was being put in the coffin… when the coffin finally ascends underground… or even when people pour sand to cover the coffin and making the grave… I was one of them… holding a shovel in my hand…

I miss you grandpa… Miss your story of the Japanese and life of people back then during the Japanese occupation… wisdom you’d shared… tricks you’ve shown…. Stories of your childhood and stories of how the family first comes to Mersing… I miss all that and more…

I pray to God that you are in a better place… Al- fatihah…

To people that read my blog

Its been awhile since i went on9... I know... thanks for the birthday wishes... and thanks for the comment... i got some new post... but i can't post them just yet... lots been happening... and its the worst birthday ever... thanks to some friends that try to make it better...

I'm a bit in a mess right now... you'll know about it when i post my new blog...
thanks again

Shooting Star...

I wish upon a shooting star...
For us to meet tonight...
Even though that you are far..
You would never leave my side...

Wilderness Langkawi

This is a picture i drew using paint.. i just remembered the time i was in Langkawi... spending a whole week there while everybody else was busy in school...

It was in 2004, i was pissed at my friends for leaving the school... they promise to stay no matter how good our result would be... I'm the only one who didn't fill up any form to Technic... but later i discover the purpose of me for staying... I'm glad i didn't go... if not i would missed out on many wonderful memories...

The whole week was magical... Langkawi is a magical place to be... I love camping on the Island... canoing each day... visiting different island around Langkawi and the best part is making friends around Malaysia along the way... hurm.. where are you guys now... I only manage to get in contact with just a few of you...

Just in case you guys somehow read this blog... say hye to me will you... and tell me how to contact you... i'll be waiting...

NO MORE MR NICE GUY

i hate you.. i hate you.... and that's the feeling that i felt for you....
why you might ask.... because my care and concern doesn't seem fit for you...

JNB's said that she can't go socialize... because she doesn't have many friends... she said that its because she don't want to get hurt by others... i think that what she stands for is true... get close to others... and they will hurt you.... no matter if you are sincere or not... its just the perspective of people towards you...

I was knave to be too friendly to people... and now I'll say, "NO MORE MR NICE GUY"....

if anyone reading this feels that its them... it is you... so screw you...

Euro 2008

This Euro 2008, my money is on Spain... but there are many teams that are in superb form... Holland beat France 4-1 yesterday... well so did Spain beating Russia 4-1 in their opening game... to bad this two team can't meet in the finals because if both won... they would meet in the quarter finals or the semi... well... that game is much anticipated by my... Fa's team against Mine... well see who's team is better...

A long lost friend

Crazy... that is what she said to me... after 7 years... i still remember her... Her name is Farah Diyana... i link her up Miss Fa Fa Fa R away... she's in the green shirt...

I first was introduce to the internet when i was in form 2... back then, i was just like a kid been given a new toy... i was addicted... i started to chat on the MiRC... before i started to use YM... there is when i meet with her... FARAH DIYANA... of all others that i chat with... she was a regular... the special thing about the friendship was... we never talk to each other... nor we've seen each other... we contact each other via mail, chat and email...

Each time during Hari Raya... i would send her a card.. even on her birthday... then... we lost contact for a while after with internet connection at home was cut off... two years later i send her a card... she replied and was surprised that i still remember her... she gave me her number and bunch of address... from YM, ICQ to MSN...

Few days back when i was going thru my box of so called 'fan letters' from my school days i stumble upon her letter... i was curious of what had happen to her... wonder if she still remembered me... it was luck of was it fate... she still uses her old mail address... the i look her up in my space ad there she is... hahaha... i finally found you... well this time i get a different respond... yes she was surprise but she said that i was crazy to still remember her after 7 years...
I never do forget a friend... and I'm glad that i found you again... friends forever as i said once...

Siblings and Cousin

I put this picture in myspace… my caption for this picture is “my lil’ bro”… I received comment that we don’t look a like… well it’s because he is my cousin… but to me he is my little brother…

I only have two siblings… I always wanted a little brother or sister… but all I got is just an older brother… so my cousin is my little brother… His name is Wan… but I use to call him ‘wawan’ when he was a kid… he’s 19years old now… currently studying in Polytechnic Teluk Kemang, Port Dickson.

I miss him… before he goes there… I always have something to look forward to when ever I get back home… but now he isn’t around… well he’ll be back soon… last when he called, he said that he’ll be back in middle of June… few days left now… can’t wait till he comes back… I’ve planned lots of stuff for us to do…

This is my little sister… well okey, she’s my cousin… as close as I am with Wan… She’s close to me too… with both of them present… my dream of having a little brother or sister is complete…

Her name is Nadia… but I could call her by many names… Nadt, Yaya, Dyaa… she currently studying in UTM Jalan Semarak KL, I can still remember the time when she told me that she got into UiTM Kelantan… she cried to me… so much that I don’t know what to do to make it stop… all I wanted to do at the time was laugh… she don’t want to go far out to Kelantan… then few days later she called and was happy to get in UTM… but later when she arrived the she called me again… and again she was crying… she was simply just home sick… but she’s okay now…

I love both my cousin so much… as if they are my own siblings…

The Other Three

The other three… in my earlier blog post… I’ve posted the three… it’s about my best friends… well this blog post is also about my three best friends… the other three… only that they are from the opposite gender… well there are things that you could say to guys that you can’t say to girls and so are things that you could say to girls that you can’t say to guys…

We’ve been close to each other since I was part 2 and the three of them we’re part 3… it all started because of sports… that year in 2006 all of us enter Karisma in Penang… in different kind of sports of course… Amin on the left with the maroon shirt plays volleyball, Erol next to him plays hokey with me… and beside me… is Anep, he plays rugby… the captain of UiTM Rugby team ( he’ll be proud I’m mentioning this)

They are the kind of friends I never could get bored off… I could share everything… talk about everything… I really mean everything… from past to future… from test papers to lecturers… relationships… secrets… sports… stupid things… everything… irreplaceable… that’s the word I could say to describe them…

Well… last semester was the last for them… they’ve all graduated from UiTM… seeing them go was sad for me… but I’m happy for them… even that we are far a part… we will always be best friends… Good Luck to you guys out there…

Back to Mersing, Back from Mersing

I just got back from Mersing… Grandpa was sick… I got back as soon as I heard the news… when first I arrived at the hospital grandpa was okay… when he saw me he could still recognize me even in that condition… I thought then, grandpa would be okay because it would be as usual… after a while he would get better… but latter the next morning… grandpa was in critical condition… I was sad seeing grandpa that way… but I can’t cry…
From morning till night I was at the hospital… and grandpa’s condition was becoming worst… the doctor said that grandpa’s chance was 50/50… all of us had prepared for the worst… I didn’t cry when my entire relative was crying after grandpa was in a very critical shape… until my father sad beside grandpa and whisper the ‘syahada’ to grandpa ears… my eyes suddenly had fallen with tears… I was imagining that grandpa was dad and my dad was me…
That moment, I really thought that grandpa was going to met God… after grandpa was a bit okay… my uncle suggested that we bring grandpa home since nothing the hospital could do… after arriving home, grandpa’s condition had change from worst to better… my first time seeing a miracle in front of my eyes… its God willing…
I stay up late at night beside grandpa… watching over him… just in case if something happened… I would always watch if he is still breathing or not… after a few days… grandpa was getting better and better… I was relief… and thankful to God…
I love grandpa so much… he’s 85 years old this year… grandma was gone a few years before I was born… so I never had the chance to meet her… I only saw a picture of grandma… after 7 kids… 40 grand children and 15 great grand children… I think to myself that he has a great life and never alone…
Back in the days when he was healthy… he traveled a lot with my auntie and cousin… he been places I never been yet… even at the age of 85… my grandpa could still ride his mountain bike to Pekan Endau that is 6km from home…
I always expected that he would live until a hundred… because most of my grandpa’s siblings and relative life until a hundred… few years back, grandpa’s aunt die… she lived in front of grandpa’s house and she was 104 years old when she died…
I hope and pray to God that grandpa would live till a hundred… because I want my kids to know and see their great grand father… -amin-