Another day of the YB..(yang busy or yang boyot)..

having been chosen to be the YB (yang boleh diharap), my days and some of my nights are always occupied by the countless task and committee post tht i have never requested to hold such position, but being a capricon (eventho i am not tht into starsigns), is expected to be the one shouldering responsibility.. i kinda like tht.. being responsible and being busy so tht my days are always occupied with chores or things to do.. but when i get my time off from work, i really let loose of myself, sometimes too much, by sleeping the whole day, playing games all day or surfing the whole day, downloading stuff.. but when i did tht, and look back at my days, i felt tht it was such a waste where i feel i could have spent it better..

more than words

Saying I love you
Is not the words I want to hear from you
Its not that I want you
Not to say, but if you only knew
How easy it would be to show me how you feel
More than words is all you have to do to make it real
Then you wouldnt have to say that you love me
Cos Id already know
What would you do if my heart was torn in two
More than words to show you feel
That your love for me is real
What would you say if I took those words away
Then you couldnt make things new
Just by saying I love you
More than words
Now Ive tried to talk to you and make you understand
All you have to do is close your eyes
And just reach out your hands and touch me
Hold me close dont ever let me go
More than words is all I ever needed you to show
Then you wouldnt have to say that you love me
Cos Id already know
What would you do if my heart was torn in two
More than words to show you feel
That your love for me is real
What would you say if I took those words away
Then you couldnt make things newJust by saying I love you

Edinburgh

sometimes, i would have this strange dream-pattern, where i would be dreahad once dreaming the same thing for a few days or for several weeks. like this photo for example, the edinburgh highstreet. i had once dreamt that i was walking from my house which is situated near the edge of the meadows, walking to the edinburgh uni. then i met some friends, farah and azai. we would be talking and walking in the cold air and going down the brick-road of the highstreet. i used to hate it as my feet would hurt and i have to watch my ankle coz i had sprained it once by just walking on it.

then the next dream would be this picture,

coming back from my cleaning job at the Royal Bank of Scotland, passing through the St James shopping mall and looking forward i can see this clear image in my head. But the weather, is bitterly cold, went through my bones, with the wind that could easily blown off your hat, i used to dread walking to and fro my work place. I had a bike once when i lived in Ventnor Terrace, it's a mountain bike, i rode it to work, all the way from ventnor, at 4 a.m., freezing cold.. even with 4 layers of clothing, warmers and all, i can still feel the wind blowing my face, aching myself to climb the half-a-kilometre of newington road. and coming back. i almost fell off the bike, because the road was covered with ice.. but the bike didnt exist for long as someone stole it. amazingly cutting the handrail of the stairs just to get to the bike. My housemates complained but i was even sadder cos now i have to walk all the way... i dreamt a dream that i know can never happened again. even if bro joe invited me hundreds of time. MANA NAK CARI DUIT?

What a trip..

hola..just got back from KL.. a day trip.. which sounds near enough to enjoy.. but truely a back hurting experience.. started from mersing at 10, in a 20-year old bus.. it's been ages since i rode it anywhere.. but on a 6+ hour journey, it's a dreadful one. we reached civilisation in 4 hours, the first pit stop..and by 6a.m. we've reached KL..after going through the ordeal of having the wrong of having the wrong timing for the exhibition, i went to my favourite spot in KL.. the Low Yatt Plaza.. full of stuff (PCs, mobile stuff and all the electronic gadget you can dream off..) and the then dreadful journey home... reached mersing again at 11 after departing at 3.. feeuwwwwww..home at last.. so i spent half a day of sunday sleeping to catch up all the sleepless time on the bus.. i wanted to write more.. but it's so damn scorching hot that i suddenly thought of having a shower... brrrrrrrrr....

tikanis malaka.

hella. Tikanis Reh? glad that my greek friends have been reading my blog. Well, i love all you greek people. You guys are the warmest people on this planet. It's been such a great pleasure knowing you all... All the memories that i have with you guys are sweet and warm, happiness and most important of all, you guys really know how to treat your guess. I wish one day i could fly to Athens and meet you. travel and eat and smoke.. but it seems so far fetched right now. If i win the lottery (if ever buy one) the first destination that i will head out is to Greece. To Angel, We love you man. I hope that our friendship will continue and we'll meet again one day..

the real art of shooting

tonight i feel sleepless as i have slept through the day.. not because i watched the LOST marathon, but i felt that i needed the sleep.. forget about it. well the pict is about archery. i have learned a sport that requires 100% concentration, a lot of stamina (eventhough it does not requires running), grit and being able to fend off psychopathic supporters (almost shot the bugger ;-P

the more time i'm holding the bow and arrow, the more stress i can let go.. with a clear mind it's easy to get the target.. but when something bothering you

, like "what is that noise?" or "shit, i'm supposed to call mum.." that sort of things.. instantly the arrow will miss the target.. even when all seems right, you'll miss the target easily..
sometimes archery teaches me, to be in-control, think of the steps before making the decision (letting the arrow go) and to see whether all my effort paid off or not.. sometimes when i'm pissed off about something, it's easy to let it go on the target, and after a day of shooting. well i can say to my self.. you've got it.. sometimes..what the hell happened to you?

Friends at work..

hmm.. it's been five years i'm in mersing.. such a distance from civilisation. but thanks to people like work colleagues that make live easier. we see them everyday, working together, sharing ideas and personal issues.. as time passes by, one by one seems to disapear from our eyes. working with MARA gives me the opportunity to see many people. many come and go, leaving me.. and i think to myself.. when is my time to go? that is something i'm looking forward to...