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I thank the people who answered my question about whose shoulder to cry on. Although i did type family and friends i suppose there were a select few that i were really looking to for advice. And give advice they did...thanx a lot for ur hlp...yeah...now, away 2 kelantan...which is going broke and blocking porn and the new blockbuster is Budak Kelantan...haha owh gods...wish me luck guyz, im gonna needed it there>.< this post is short coz im in a hurry(yes ben its an update). Thanx again 2 those who helpd...ciaoz~(no ben the word dznt belong to u)

Tagged~its been a while..

RULE #1 People who have been tagged mustwrite their answers on their blogsand replace any question that they dislikewith a new question formulated bythemselves.

RULE #2 Tag 10 people to do this quiz and those who aretagged cannot refuse. These people must statewho they were tagged by and cannottag the person whom they were taggedby continue this game by sending it toother people.

1. Do you have secrets?
Not really, not important ones anyway.

2.If you can have a dream come true, what would it be?
Hmm...never really had any big dreams or desires...

3.What are the things that can cheer you up when things go wrong?
Talking to my "family", watching anime...and DOTA>.<

4.What would you do with a billion dollars?
Charity begins at home, then to the needy, then to my needy anime collection.

5. Will you fall in love with your best friend?
Depends on who my best friend is. If she's a girl, depends. If he's a guy...lets not go there...

6. Which is more blessed, loving someone or being loved by someone?
Its kinda mutual...as a package deal but if i did have to choose it would be loving someone

7.If you had 3 wishes, what would they be?
This is a childish question-.-....wish 1....no more childish questions in tags
wish 2....to not answer this question
wish 3.....to move on^.^ so...moving on!

8. If the person you secretly like is already attached, what would you do?
If i did love that person, then her happiness comes first, live and let live as much as i wanna scream and release the pent up feelings.

9.. Is there anything that has made you extremely happy?
Mostly its my "family" thats always been there for me through thick and thin though i wouldnt say no to a good anime and a goodd round of DOTA...

10. What takes you down the fastest?
God-.-...isnt it obvious? Hell is the downest(lowest) anyway...

11. How would you see yourself in ten years time?
Older, more friends(hopefully) and less irritating(though i doubt this)

12. Who is currently the most important people to you?
"family" + family....only certain ppl will get this though...

14. Would you rather be single and rich or married but poor?
No marital plans for the moment-.-

15. Would you give all in a relationship?
As long as both sides aren't forced

16. If you fall in love with two people simultaneously, who would you pick?
Huh? I dont believe in playboyism(what religion is this?)

17. Would you forgive and forget no matter how horrible a thing the someonehas done?
Admittedly no unless they really deserve to be forgiven

18.Do you prefer being single or having a relationship?
Single....for now anyway

19. What's the hardest thing for you?
To look around my class and wish there were real friends. Why all are my true friends either a block or a floor or a state away?

Im tagging...
1. Grandma...(though retagging reli has no effect)
2. Dad
3. Exdad
4.Prince Hazeeq
5.Stepbro
6.Stepsis(if her blog is up)
7.Audrey@.@
8.Lennard
9.Deepak
10.Marcus....

Btw gran, get ur voice back soon~.~

MeChAnIcAl

Holy cow@.@ been so long since ive updated this blog....sorry...just that theres nothing to write. My life is just....too....erm...well read the title of this post...basically heres my life....wake up, go to hell...erm school...face the burgerman(pengetua) n see my frenz(ok so this is 1 fun part of skewl at least) and go through lessons with that lovely Pn.Law who kept asking if she was pretty...yes...pretty if compared to Ramli Burger's BOTTOM! *ahem*...i seem to have lost myself...any way...after skewl...go home, do homework, take a nap then go for tuition and continue studying at night...on fridays i just sit on the computer like a drug addict. Sometimes,(ok, fine all the time) i SMS frenz far n near when im bored. At least ive got something to do huh? No complaints. So, there u have it, my mechanical life.... On another note, relating 2 debate issues...what the hell is wrong with u kelantan people?! i mean come on! People on crack could organise better meetings than u mentally(perhaps not) and physically(doubtful about that too...ED and the like) perfect people...it is just so SKREWED! i repeat SKREWED to not be able to go to nationals coz of ur damaged brains which had to command ur even more damaged bodies to actually set the debate so near to the SPM...dude...SPM stands for STUDY PENTING MALAYSIA!!! dont u get it! its important! go back, take panadol and some weedkiller and go back to organising competitions after a good dosage of Viagr*...kinda disappointing not to be able to see granny(yes its beem verrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrryyy long) but there will be other days....SPM trials are around the corner and ive got absolutely nothing to do with them....so good luck guyz...and have fun studying....*robotic voice*....BACK TO MY MEKANIKAL LIFE....LIFE ROX!(if only there were slightly more spice to it)...Toodles!(god, i sound so gay....)



P/S: This should have been posted long ago but thanx to Dad,Ex-dad, uncle,auntie,another auntie,mom,granny,bro,sis, another sis, cousin,another uncle and other frenz who made my bday 1 to remember.TQ...alright so i had something to blog about but i was too lazy....BUSY!! as ben says anyway...right....bye!

Drama~~~

Okie, today we went on an excursion(I say that because the trip took us through swamps, rivers, etc) to SMJK Keat Hwa 2 for the drama state level competition. We were invited bcoz Prince Hazeeq(and his charisma) landed us(the whole debate team) on the bus. The trip there was...eventful i guess cause we passed through all sorts of environment. LOL~ On the way there we even had to pass through a housing neighbourhood which had streets so small that...that it seemed like the Roman war strategy which forec people to pass through one at a time and then become complete helpless at the hands of the Roman legionaires lying in wait for their unfortunate prey...Anyway, that aside we made it safe and sound to SMK Keat Hwa (2)...The school was...in a word, magnifico~.~...after all you rarely see schools which have fancy gateways to welcome unsuspecting visitors...and surprise us it did! Well, me anyway...the gateway was huge, not to mention intimidating but we seemed to make it through fine. Upon arrival, our trials immediately began. To the horrrrrrrrrrrorrrrrrrr of the drama team, the exhaust fumes from the van turned our pink teddy bear(prop) into a panda bear. The huge wardrobe was blackened as well. As if that wasn't bad enough, i was afraid because SMK Keat Hwa was putting enormous amounts of makeup and lipstick ON A GUY'Z FACE!!! It really scared the crap out of me and i backed into a corner...That aside, we entered the huge hall( with its absolutely huge stage) and took our respective places. Our designated spots were three rows at the VERY DARN BACK! But, are Ibrahim students ever content with whatever they get? NO! Of course not. And that is why we took places in front which were empty. Most people would think that we would be grateful, having secured a place that was not at the very back...BUT NO! We Ibrahim students always strive for the best. And so, when the kind students of Keat Hwa arranged more chairs in front, we er...took the by force(well actually we just went first)...and were the students of Ibrahim School satisfied...? YES~ because all the seats for teachers and VIPs were taken. So, the show began with a school(don't ask me which is which coz i seriously dunno) which presented something about a farmer and their family living life and the son turned to drug dealing to make easy money and got caught...or something...The next performance proved to be quite unnerving, as expected from Keat Hwa with their drama entitled The Birthday. The story revolved around a girl whose father was busy with his work in a company and had no time to celebrate his daughters birthday, so he sent his brother, the GAY UNCLE AUGUST(NO OFFENCE DUDE U DID GREAT!!!) to babysit the girl and her brother. Imagine my brain when i saw that guy who had copious amounts of makeup actually enter and acted very...disturbingly...the show was entertaining though and ended on a good note, though this kinda scared me coz they were good enough to shake the ibrahim team. So, the performance after that was the Ibrahim team, with their new music man, Vijay replacing the sick Jordan. Except for the dropping of a room border(or whatever its called), the drama went almost perfectly. Then...there were a few more performances which I missed due to being locked out of the hall due to being in the canteen(they have good food) for so long. Oh well...So i just decided to wait and entered the hall after all the performances were over. We were entertained with performances such as dancing, piano, singing, etc. Then, the moment of truth.....and....IBRAHIM WON!!!!! YAY!!! And to my surprise(honestly didn't expect it), the Keat Hwa team came up to us and shook hands with us and congratulated us(by us i mean our skewl coz i had nothing to do with the drama team) and...etc...anyway, the point is, they were not sore losers who smashed trophies and swore and cursed...best actor was UNCLE AUGUST!!!!! which was really expected and best actress was EZZA!!! who also deserved it. Today ended on a good note and the drama team is going to Labuan~.~...congratz guyz!! I also wrote a poem about the coal burners which i will publish next post because i seem to have lost it. Public Speakings around the corner and I would like to see the faces of the coal burners IF...IF...AND ONLY IF(afraid of being too confident here) I WIN~~~~~....right, thats all for now=.=....never was good at ending blogs...wish me luck guyz! Cy@...

B-I-N-G-O

Ok, its good to blog after 5000years(maybe not that long), Hmm...lets start with the basics...Firstly, I think i worry too much, lol, 1 small prob leads 2 hell on my conscience n i tend 2 go mad...owh well, cant change that i guess so im juz gonna go paranoid every time something small goes wrong or someone sighs>.<...dun think thats overdoing it(hopefully)...Oh yeah, bout the title, i dunno how old i am to still be playing bingo in secondary skewl...then again it doesn't really bother me coz its heaploads of fun:P...n it does give u something to do other than walk around and look out the window wishing u could bug ur family.Owh yeah, bout my family(the school 1 anyway), life hasn't really changed. Dad is still keeping his death stare, uncle is still....er....still...uncle-.-...foster dad is probably still obsessed with cars and his PS2(which he would rather rescue from a burning building compared to his son), auntie is to be sympathised with coz she's going 2...er...in a word Hell. Though this insane aunt doesn't really deserve to go there, she's forced to. It'll probably drive her nuts to live day by day in that junglr prison of hers. Although, knowing the family we are probably gonna arrange a breakout for her...so dont worry auntie, its not the end of the world...though its probably the end of civilisation(i am so not helping) Regarding debate, we r gonna b stuck in PSPN(Pusat Sula Perdebatan Negeri) where they punish criminals for wrongdoing(did i spell sula right? never have been able to spell). Anyways, hope the accomodations will be fine. According to dad,(foster) he says all the Sula Centres are standardised...which i duuno if it is a good thing or a bad thing. Public speaking competitions next week and im gonna face off with my old rival Shastan. Hmm...look forward to it. Owh yea, regarding his skewl i would like to tell a story: Once upon a time, there was a lady with an insane dream, her dream was to be the best karate champion in the world. So she trained and she trained and she trained. Due to her hard work and effort...she finally managed to become world champion. However, realising that she was past the prime of her life, she settled down and began to train teams to enter competitions such as debate, drama, etc. The first loss in debate for her was heartbreaking and she never really recovered from it but she plowwed onward with all her might and spirit to train the drama team. After having trained for a hard time, the big day finally came and the team she trained...lost...overwhelmed with grief and fury, she grabbed one of the trophies and was suddenly young again. summoning all her strength, she let out an almighty roar and crushed the trophy to dust. The judges cowered in fear and security managed to subdue her. She was then taken to a science lab for further analysis. To this day, no human realises that such a deadly creature walks this earth...GUYZ IVE UPDATED MY BLOG!!! DAD U CANT GET AT ME NOW(EX-DAD NEWAYS)...:P

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This is a tale of me in a town not so far away. The town experiences rather peculiar unchanging weather day by day: Snow 24-7. However, the snow falls from the sky so hypnotically and looks magnificent as it gleams and sparkles on its way to the ground. Thus, the residents of the town have dubbed the phenomenon as Diamond Dust. The quiet town where Diamond Dust falls holds many memories for me. I even nearly lost my life there once. It was the last time I set foot in that town ever again…

I was valiantly pushing through the endless snow to reach my home. It was evening and I was anxious to get home before the day darkened. Walking through a field, which was a shortcut to my house, I heard a melancholic voice singing:

I lie alone this lonely night,
Under the beautiful starry skies,
I weep because there is no one in sight,
No one beside me to hear my cries.

The voice sounded so sad that I was overcome by a feeling of pity and a sudden urge to meet the owner of the voice. After searching for a few minutes in the field, I managed to detect the source of the voice. It was a girl singing in a small clearing under a tree. I was surprised as I had practically played in this field when I was a child yet was unaware that such a place existed. Taking a deep breath, I revealed myself to the girl who was singing. She looked at me for a moment then her eyes began to water. Soon, she burst into convulsive sobs. I apologized and started to move away but she said: Wait! Alex! Don’t you remember me?! I’m Fay!!....after that accident I thought you were dead but…here you stand…how?” “But I’m not…” I began but she appeared not to have heard me. She rushed forward and took me into her arms, sobbing. I didn’t have the heart to make her heartbroken again. So, I held her in my arms while she cried. Soon, she calmed down and I told her that I wasn’t Alex. She apologized and said that I looked exactly like her best friend who died in a car accident not long ago. I told her it was fine and she nodded. For a moment, we stared at each other as if there was this silent thread connecting us. Suddenly, I heard a voice calling my name and I told Fay that I had to leave and I would return to visit her when I had the time. She nodded and we parted, reluctantly. Upon reaching home I got a lecture from my parents for returning late but it didn’t matter much to me. My thoughts kept straying to the pitiful girl out there in the snow and her plight. I made up my mind to go and see her again the next day.

To my delight, the next day came soon enough. Better yet, it was a school holiday. After waking up absurdly early(it was still dark) and having a quick breakfast, I immediately dashed to that clearing, eager to meet Fay. I found her there, gazing up at the sky as if wishing for something. I began to alert of to my presence but to my surprise she spoke: Are you just going to stand there all day?” So, I approached and greeted her feebly. She apologized again about yesterday and I assured her that there was absolutely no harm done. She then asked if I was going to be busy the whole day to which I said no. She looked happier and motioned for me to follow. I obediently did. She took my hand and led me to another clearing, one with an absolutely magnificent view. I could see the mountains near the town and the gap between the two mountains was the exact same place where the sun was rising. As the great illuminating star began to light up the dark day, Fay sang in that beautiful, sweet melodious voice of hers:

The sun comes up, the day begins anew,
I sit here watching as I did before,
But I do not watch it alone as I used to do,
For I have someone to accompany me forevermore.

I couldn’t resist the urge to ask why she sang these songs. She gazed off into space as if reminiscing back on the old times, then she said: “I used to do this all the time, with Alex…but now he’s gone and I have no one…” she broke off and continued to stare into space. I replied:” And yet you continue to waste your life here? Isn’t there something else you can use your time for?!” She seemed to shout back in fury: “I wouldn’t expect you to understand!! Alex was the only true friend I ever had!! And now my life seems so empty!! I never had real friends because the world hated me! And now that I’ve lost Alex and you came along I thought… I thought you were different! But it seems like I was totally wrong! Just…just get out of here…” and she burst into tears. I then realized that what I had said to her was rather harsh, so I sat down beside her and said: “Look, I’m sorry. Maybe I did go overboard by yelling at you but you shouldn’t give yourself false hope. Just face it, he won’t come back no matter how many years you spend singing all alone under that tree in the clearing. I may not be Alex, but I definitely don’t think you seem like someone to be hated. If you ever need a friend, you know where to find me.” Upon saying this, I got up to leave. Just as I was doing so, she said :” Wait! Can you drive?” “What?” “I said can you drive?” “Yeah, I guess I can.” I replied. She told me to wait in front of the school for a few minutes and that she would be right back.
I waited patiently in front of the school, not knowing what to expect and when I saw the sight that greeted my eyes I knew I had stepped into a whole new world. In front of me was a Porsche with Fay at the wheel. She motioned for me to get in and told me to drive. I asked her the reason why she did not drive herself and she told me that she was driving when Alex and she met with that fatal accident that caused her to be alone for so long. Not wanting to ask much, I got into the car and started driving. She gave me instructions on where to go and I could see that we were heading for the mountains that overlooked the horizon. “Isn’t this place restricted?” I began. “Trust me…” Thus I continued driving and soon we were at the peak of the mountain. We then got out of the car and lay down watching the sky turn from a brilliant blue to a bright shaded of orange. She thanked me for what I did earlier and told me that I had given her hope to start life anew. I told her that it was my duty…as a friend. She nodded and she seemed to understand. As the day was getting darker and dusk had settled, we decided to head home. On the way down from the mountain, an almighty tremor suddenly sounded, as if an earthquake was going to occur. The last thing I felt was Fay pushing me out of the car. Then, blackout…
When I came to, I was buried in the snow and I had to dig myself out. When I did, my first thoughts were to find Fay. I looked around and I suddenly saw the Porsche not far from where I was. I instinctively rushed up to it and looked in. There, lying unconscious was Fay who had selflessly pushed me out of the car and neglected to save her own life. I knocked on the door with all the strength I could muster to awaken her. At first, there was no initial reaction but after persistently going on for about an hour she began to stir. She opened her eyes and set her eyes on me. I motioned for her to wind down the window but the lever appeared to be stuck. There was no way I could talk to her at all. She put her hand on the car window as if trying to feel me through the glass and I put my hand on hers. Although our hands were separated by a layer of glass it didn’t seem to be there for us. We could actually feel each other through it. Tears began to flow from my eyes as I frantically searched for a way to get her out of the car to no avail. I even tried calling for help but in the desolate mountains there was no one to answer to my desperate calls. I then turned back to the car to find her waiting hopefully for me. With a heavy heart, I shook my head. She smiled, as if accepting that she was going to be trapped there. She mouthed ‘Thank you’ on the glass and told me to leave but I was reluctant. As a friend, how could I leave her out in the mountains alone to face the bitter cold, with no hope of escape? I continued to persist until she began to ‘sing’ to me. She actually mouthed the words but it was as if I could hear the words flowing from her soul, trying to convince me to abandon her:

Being out here in this bitter cold,
With a friend to warm my soul,
A friend who gave me joy and bliss,
I’m begging you leave me please,
If I cross over today or tonight,
The thought of you alive, in my sight,
Is enough to support and keep me strong,
Thus I’m asking you: please leave me, I won’t last long…

She then looked at me and I could see that tears had welled up in her eyes but she summoned up a final strength to say: “For my sake, go…” I could feel my resolve breaking but I would not let her down. I turned around and started walking down the mountain, crying, with her last words echoing in my ears. I gradually broke into a run and dared not to look back in case I suddenly felt the urge to go back there. After what seemed like an eternity, I eventually reached town. The first thing I did was alert the police and tell them to send a rescue team. Maybe, just maybe…she hadn’t left me yet. After that, I went back home and told my mom what happened. I got a thrashing from her because I came back so late and for being reckless. Had I watched the news this morning, I would have known that the mountains where very avalanche-prone at this time of year. Still, my mom seemed to understand and left me to myself. Obviously, I told my mom and the police not to tell anyone that I had survived an avalanche in the mountains as I did not want unnecessary publicity but word leaked out anyway and pesky reporters and neighbors would come knocking on my door. Eventually, I couldn’t take it anymore and left the town with mom. I even changed my name to avoid any further pestering wherever I went. The day my mom and I moved out of town, I turned on the radio in my car. The news was on. Apparently, a body had been found in the mountains. That would have to be her. I wept bitterly as I knew that she would never sing in that voice again. That voice which was so melodious and sincere that it even caused me to abandon her even though it was the last thing I wanted to do…
That was quite some time ago. Now, I go by the name of Adrian in the peaceful town of Sungai Petani. I live my life here as a normal person, going about life happily. But, sometimes, when the moon is full, I look out of the window and my thoughts wander back to the town where Diamond Dust falls. Huh? What was my name before this? Maybe I’ll tell you, someday…

Kelantan here we come~~~

Okie, din mean to blog that we won state lvl this soon coz it was spsd 2 be a surprise for gran...but owh well...nvr was good at keeping secrets@.@...state level was insanely interesting...the first match was the most uneventful but enjoyable all the same LOL 2nd spkr of the gov was intrsting but the most intrsting math was the 2nd 1 where those things(not ppl) actually had the guts to steal our points and use them against us and foster-dad actually asked them if they were confused...auntie and i thought they were on SERIOUS SERIOUS crack...3rd match was...admittedly kinda worrying with them always saying i dun see the link..bla bla bla...and i was on the way to the WC wif uncle...in the hall way i called the opp retarded AND ALL THE JUDGES WALKED PAST ME!!! LOL WTF!!! No wonder uncle was like,relax Adrian...=.=...but alls well that ends well i suppose...best spkr was dad...yes congratz....YOU! YOU!!! NO1 ELSE!!!(no offence uncle) so stop doubting urslf oredi...U got stuff>.<...looks like we really got huge xpectations to live up to. Looking back on this point in life...guess i dun need that many frenz aftr all huh...ive got family....My car-PS2 obsessed ex-dad, my...er........foster dad....sadistic aunt....bulimic uncle...stepbrother, stepsister, family friend and last but not least...grandma from pahang...looks like life's looking up huh? Stay tuned for broadcasts on Kelantan...lol i sound like a very bad TV show....DAD IVE UPDATED MY BLOG!!!