Archive for October, 2009
Paid a little
I just woke up from good sleep this morning and yet still in refresh mode, I heard my L6 beeps telling me that I have some unread messages. Crawled to the desk, reach it and activated the black screen then saw that I have one message from my Mok Ngoh at kampung. While myself still ‘mamai’ of everything around, I open the message plus thinking why would she sent me a message early in the morning (6.26 am –> Im way too good in sleeping mode). The message reads:
mak klik rmh cik kmrin. smga zul jdi ank yg baik dan ingat pd Allah
dan mdpt berkatNya.Amin”
After remember all of it, I smiled. This message make my day. Feel satisfied because I have made one of important person in my life happy. She’s my aunt from my mom side. A good person who took care of her niece welfare not just me, but all her niece. She gave me support since I leaving school until the way I am now. Her sacrifices cannot be paid with just a plain towel and sarong. I said to myself, what she together with my parents doing is ageless debt for me. Without them I am not like what I seen myself now. Thank you Allah… thank you for giving them to me… thank you…
And Mok Ngoh.. Insyallah… I’ll be a good guy who always remember his great great creator and I will try my best to be a good sons… Insyallah…
ps: tears don’t fall zul.. tears don’t fall.. please…

The Saturday
Once again, its my busy weekend like last weekend of mine and this time I had become a couple sitter for a short while. My buddy Fahim pay a visit and plus his critical mission to meet his *toot* (hehe) for the first time ever. He asked me for guide to place for the date and with pleasure his favor accepted and I’ll be his GPS for the day with agreed terms that any expenses on feast are on him (owh~~ Im sooo evil hehe..)
So he asked me where to eat? well… its a big mistake to ask me this question because whatever reason my answer is… (drum drool~~) the D to the O Domino’s ahaha.. Somehow there are slight change in plan since Domino’s have been renovated to be smaller instead of bigger one like I go there several months ago. So… where did we go?
Its said in the menu that peri-peri sauce is addictive, you should bring em’ home. And so I’m now peri-peri addict and this is what is happened. A peri-peri sauce bought for RM 10 a bottle just to bring em home =_=’

lasty, some appreciation from the couple. a keychain from the NZ ^^

What if?
Are you gonna stay for a while?
What if I put you in my dreams tonight?
Are you gonna stay ’till it’s bright?
What if I give you my story?
Are you gonna listen to me?
What if I give you my heart?
Are we never gonna be apart?
What if… if I do ignore you?
Will you just walk away and cry?
What if I did disappoint you?
Are you gonna say goodbye?
What if I try to catch a flying snitch?
Are you gonna come with me?
What if I give you my song?
Are we gonna sing along?
What if… if you leave me right here?
I’m right here and waiting for you

Back to basic
Failed experiment on upgrading theme and end up with restoration to default theme. Somehow default is nice.
Back to basic.. ^^

Graduation
This weekend was a bless, I got a visit from two of my former classmates got a new washing machine and most important to say right here is that lastly I can online at home after one month and a week waiting. I don’t want to talk about it. You might somehow realise how mad I was with TM in facebook.
As I told someone that I will only doing a long post after I got a connection at home so this is it. Things to highlight is my precious moment in life, my graduation. Yeah it held a week already and any story about it now was like a warm not hot topic anymore plus I just got all the picture from my sister and that a answer if someone asking why I haven’t upload any of my graduation picture over facebook like the other was. By the way you might have seen already myself from the tagged picture of mine.
Graduation.. its really a valuable. After almost four years in studying, no matter how hard it was finally your place is at the hall with full of crowd, queuing with all other people, walking slowly to the stage and received the scroll while your name is mentioned loudly. And for all the parents.. its the day where your efforts given to your child is paid a little. Where mothers shed tears and fathers feel very-very proud of their son.
For me.. Alhamdulillah, so thankful to Allah for giving me a chance to made my parents happy. I can see from their face, my mum’s smile and from sudden change of my dad who easily want to have a picture with his sons many times. He asking me for studio photo and Alhadulillah.. I manage to have a studio photo shoot for all peoples who coming to the graduation.
Enough of text.. you will be bored if I put some more haha.. so here is the picture:
even the graduates drive..
the arrival..

S.O.S… I dunno how to wear this thing 0_0
reinforcement arrive… dun worry son ^^
upon received..

our turn to enter the hall

like said in fb
“the smile of happy man on his precious day”

mum’s first pictures with graduates.
its hard to hold em for me huhu..
with happy parents
graduates try to act comey hehe..

abah also want to pic with superstar of the day ehee~~

one of the best pictures of the day.
akak akoo mmg photographer terbaek hoho..

the sons, the parents and the ump

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