Sanitary? Perhaps yes.

All those times I was bored out of my mind. Holding the time which I then (bored) weeded. Or sat in the back of the car, or sat still in rooms, sat, sat, while at the field, wheel I drove, steered, paddled. It wasn't even boredom, it was looking, looking hard and up close at the small details. Myopia. The worn tip of the hill, the intricate twist of the grass. The acid crumbs of loam, the granular red sand, its igneous veins, the land of dry moss, the blackish and then the graying bristles on the back of my neck.

Sometimes I would whistle, sometimes I wouldn't. The boring rhythm of doing things over and over, walking at the field, driving nowhere. Such minutiae. It's what the groundhogs spend most of their time at, ferrying the sand, grain by grain, from their tunnels, shuffling the leaves in their burrows.

I would look at the crinkle texture of my finger, earth under the nail. Why do I remember it as sunnier all the time then, although it more often rained, and more birdsong? I could hardly wait to get the hell out of here to anywhere else. Perhaps though boredom is happier. It is for foxes, or raccoons.


Now I wouldn't be bored. Now I would know too much. Now I would know.

Done!

Assalamualaikum w.b.t

At last, I finished my final exam! Damn it was a very, very, very difficult time I went through since 6th May. 6 critical subjects in a sem, wtf. I don't know what I did in the exam, just wait till the result comes out (I hope a miracle would come).


Huh, all I need to think right now; what am I going to do in the sem break? Working? Stay at Gua Musang and do nothing? Just lepak at my home at Seremban? Anyone, gimme some idea! It's about a month and a half of holidays yaww, and I don't wanna waste them!

Well anyway, YEAHHHHHAA!!!! =D

Undying love ?

Breath

I see nothing in your eyes, and the more I see the less I like.

Is it over yet, in my head?

I know nothing of your kind, and I won't reveal your evil mind.

Is it over yet? I can't win.

So sacrifice yourself, and let me have what's left.
I know that I can find the fire in your eyes.
I'm going all the way, get away, please.

You take the breath right out of me.
You left a hole where my heart should be.
You got to fight just to make it through,
'cause I will be the death of you.

This will be all over soon.
Pour salt into the open wound.

Is it over yet? Let me in.

I'm waiting, I'm hating, realize, start HIDING!

*Just a song =]

Good luck to whom?

Hi bloggers. (Haha)

Well, first paper done, 5 more to go. Tomorrow will be Islamic Finance paper, Saturday - Business Law, Monday - Money Capital Market, Wednesday - Management Science and Friday - Managerial Accounting.

Good luck to whom?
To me, and to all of the students taking the exam this sem lah. Haaa.


Yeahhh!

Bang day!

Tomorrow it is, Business Communication paper.

I didn't study at all, and there comes my final exam. Huh, honestly I really don't like this subject; neither because of the study, nor the lecturer (emm, maybe). It's because of the subject is a reading subject. I hate that. I hate reading. Why we must read a thick book since our brain is so small? Hehe nonsense. But truly I am hate reading. I don't know since I was a kid I really hate reading (though I told my primary school teacher that my hobby is reading story books. I lied. Sorry teacher).

But I have to read at least I can pass it. Huhh read till morning I guess, since I don't know anything about this subject. Sigh - What I learned all this time? No answers.


By the way, I hope there's someone will find out a way to success in an exam without studying. Huhu I hope so.

So,
Night folks!

Updating and yet updating it again, and again

Greetings

I wonder how bloggers (i mean 'real-hard-bloggers') manage to update their blog day after day, even more than 1 post per day. They have so many stories to tell about. Every single thing that happens in life must be post to the blog? I don't know, maybe for them blog is a medium to express their feelings, to interact with. Their life must be wonderful. But me? My last post was last year, 2009. And it's all about picture i captured. No stories. Haha funny right?



There's a thing i want to learn; how blogger can have so many ideas telling their stories through blog. Hey bloggers, I don't have any story to tell, if any, I don't know HOW to tell!

Hmmmphhhh -.-