Tuesday, 15 May 2012

Thursday, 19 April 2012

  • Currently
    Wild Ones (Feat. Sia)
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    Krabi (...and all the things I once loved, are back! <3)

    When I was little, my dad always got my sisters and I to islands around Malaysia. Pangkor, Redang, Kapas, Tioman, Langkawi ...those days when my sisters and I were little. Good old days! And when we get a little bit older, he'll brings us to mountain climbing, camping, cooking by the river and enjoy the nature. I remember trying my best to float while snorkeling, inspired by all the guides floating on the deep sea without any life jacket. I was too in love with the sea that I once told myself I don't mind drowning in it. Brave with the water, that's what I am back then, when I was just a kid, no kid.
    But somehow, during the initial point in your life when you realized that you got to earn your own living one day, doing all things outdoor is like something you can never do anymore. Study like a crazy monkey, trying SO hard to cope-up with the rest but you're still few miles behind. That period of time... a crystal-like water beach was the only thing I could ever dream of again. I even plan to work at Maldives just because I miss being at that kind of beaches; bright turquoise, crystal-water beach.
    "Who needs anything else but a lovely sea side?"
    I lost myself while trying to survive in my studies. I remember swimming at the beach in Penang and being afraid of what's under the water. I thought to myself,
    "Since when I'm afraid of what lies under the water?"
    It was my luck I guess to have a sister like Nana. She brings that side of me back! Went to Krabi; AWESOME days there! I guess if there is a lovely beach, there is awesomeness. Haha! :D
    Got myself back; not afraid of being tan, jumping and diving like a crazy monkey, not afraid of the deep water anymore, up for a tough ride! I don't think I can say enough of my gratitude for the chance being in Krabi for 5 days. Still,
    THANK YOUUUUUUUUUUUUUU!!!
    People all over the world, up for a ride, doing things together, while in Krabi... I think I got a glimpse of what heaven could be like :)

    Here are the pictures that I've managed to captured. Been relying on my sisters pictures since she has the water-resistant camera and that much of our activities were wet activities. Enjoy the pictures for now. I'll probably upload another batch later on.

    Peace out! ;D

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    CLICK THE PICTURE ABOVE for more photos!

Thursday, 05 April 2012

  • What lies behind that mask?

    I remember writing about being on the stage of the world back then and how I forgot about it, is typically just like me. And thankfully, when the reason of me writing that entry in the first place has occurred again, it was like a cue for me to remember what I once forgotten.
    Straight to the point; what type of contribution you want to contribute to the world? No, this is not about donation in the context of materialism,

    The stage of the world, I mean, everyone is on it. Each of us plays a role in the world regardless of you are anti-social or you are part of the socialites. What character we played by being alive? This character, leads to what type of actions and consequences that comes from being that particular character. This actions and consequences are the contributions that we literally contribute to the world, to our one lucky earth;
    Earth; Being at the perfect distance from the sun = the right temperature, the right harmony between the molecules to form the right matter

    Even the molecules know how to form the right matter. I know that I am supposed to be progressively learning the lesson of life. But I'm keeping number 18 to myself. 18 to me is Dark. Whatever that means is not the point. The point is, the reason why I'm keeping that is because of the way reality stabbed my back.
    "Big deal, reality bites... duh", says the man behind the counter.

    Yeah. And the fact that some people choose to contribute something to the world which does not making the world to be a better place... is the reason why earth or at least, my life, can never be persistently naturally positive. The molecules, being harmony to each other even though they were different! What kind of character you've chosen to play in life??? I don't really care about the role in the context of materialism i.e. the role of staff in a company or a student in a University. I'm talking about role as a human to human; heart to heart. What CAN you contribute to the world to make it a better place? Don't tell me you want to be a manipulative sicko and persuade every godamn conversation just to get what you want, or that you want to be a master for someone else's life? That's sick. If you tell me that, then I guess there can never be a heaven on earth and that people who believed that are wasting their time for dreaming for it.

    "You may say I'm a dreamer,
    but I'm not the only one"
    -John Lennon



Thursday, 22 March 2012

Monday, 19 March 2012

  • What Cambodia had contributed to my life journey

    If you asked me, I'd say Myanmar is the place (besides than Malaysia) where I got my earliest baby-steps in getting the big picture... I don't know if ever the term 'big picture' make any sense to some. If it doesn't, I hope I didn't make you be in question mark, because that feelings sucks. But regardless of that, still, Myanmar is Myanmar; how's Cambodia? Well, I like Cambodia as much as I like Myanmar.

    I don't feel like talking much about what our activity was or what we did thoroughly, maybe a little bit here and there. Like how I feel about Tuk-Tuk. I remember being in a Tuk-Tuk feeling so high!!! Haha! I mean, high on... being... in a Tuk-Tuk. Seriously, the first time I got to know that we were about to take Tuk-Tuk as our transportation to the hotel, I was very calmly excited. That ride is the coolest ride I've ever been on! I don't get the chance to take Tuk-Tuk while in Myanmar, so ada la teruja sikit kat situ. I went to Cambodia with my sister, as she sponsored me to go along. So it was just two girls; us, in a country where we barely know anything, or anyone. And the Tuk-Tuk driver, was considered to be our 'guide' on being out and about to places that might potentially clicked with our interest... the typical foreigner's interest; great panoramas, historic places, bargains and stuff like that.

    Those places, the journey... I couldn't ask for more. There were times during my time in Cambodia where my sister and I were drained out! We were so freaking tired that we happened to have this mutual understanding, we didn't said it to each other, but we just sat down at a place before we take a short nap. Yes. I'm talking about taking a nap at a place where people literally walking, taking pictures and being in awe about those historic buildings; and then we were there, lying on the floor, sleeping, unconsciously! Ngahahaha! My, how fun that was, not kidding! And from this trip, I understand my sister a little bit better now, as in, I learned more about her. My dad once told me, if you want to know someone, be on a trip together. One thing we have in common is that, we don't really need to eat anything when we're being out and about. At least during the trip. High-five to that! If you're wondering what do I think of her personally, I'm not going to be cheesy and stuff, but yeah, I think every sister in the world wants to be like her .

    A lot of things while I was there, that I've successfully remembered and stored them in my memory so I can make them as my 'life-jackets' whenever I need one.... you know, whenever I feel like I'm sinking. These life-jackets, should be something like a knowledge gained; it should be something that CERTAINLY useful. I have lately, sometimes, felt a very over the top GOOD FEELING. Who knows why and how I got it. Perhaps because I've completed some thing in my day, like when I've done my jogging or successfully cleaned the room. And not to be ungrateful about it, but this good feelings, coming out of nowhere, were very impermanent. It does gave me goosebumps, and for a couple of minutes, happiness. It's like a reward. And I've always tried to remember to say thank you whenever I felt it. But I've seen how it affects my long term journey in life; It still doesn't help me clearing my confusion. I still cried during at night, at times when I just couldn't get it, certain things that happened in my life. Those good feelings were indeed, very impermanent. There were times when I'm feeling low, I'm wishing upon it. It was like, I completed some thing or challenged myself to do things just to get that good feeling. And then, forgetting the big picture all together, and being at nothing close to peace and harmony; Just for that temporary good feeling. Don't get me wrong please, I beg you. I do cherish them! It's just that, I'm at this point in life, searching for something permanent. Something that can catch me whenever I fall, whenever I'm sinking. I never thought that I could reached to this realization, since I am a BIG failure in relationship. And relationship is all about making things permanent, or at least, about putting an effort to make things last. And I guess, Cambodia was the place to get some of these 'life-jackets' for my own. It could be anywhere in between the earth and the sky to get them, but somehow, I got them while in Cambodia. It's almost as silly to call life-lesson as life-jacket... since literally, they were both completely different things. But it makes sense to me, and that's all I should be worry about at the moment. What were the lessons I've gained? I'll share them in here, from time-to-time

    So yes, there you go. "What Cambodia had contributed to my life journey".

    Hey, enjoy the pictures. And oh, thank you Cambodia (hat's off).

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    direction

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    "You gotta remember
    to open your palms
    in order to hold"


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    *There are still many pictures I haven't uploaded yet. Can't upload anymore for the day since my account isn't premium. By God's will, I will upload it tomorrow.


  • Not gonna lie, too many Cambodia picture that I just can't find an effort to upload and share it in here, although I've upload it in facebook (since its uploader is very efficient). But I do want to share my personal thoughts about the trip and how I am bonding much more closer with my sis (which I'm so grateful of), so...yes, I'll do that pretty soon. Right now, let just see how beautiful this shot is! Look at the clouds!

    malam cantik

    "The cycle of the moon,
    if you ever forget"


Monday, 05 March 2012

  • Before packing up...


    pack

    Will be leaving this lovely country for Cambodia in another few hours and I'm still not packing anything yet. Trying to tune myself with the right attitude and the right emotions. Bwah!

    So, another different country means new panoramas. I wish nothing but a bless journey. Going to different country, you never know what you will get. The uncertainty usually will affects me right now, it should scares me like how it usually did. But hey, guess who's excited, in a calm way? Em, me! I don't know why my sister is being so generous to sponsored my trip to Cambodia. Who am I to say no? Thank you from the bottom of my heart kakak ku yang paling cantik sekali dalam dunia! I told her that the theme song for the trip is 'Paradise' by Coldplay (Yes, wishing for a video camera now! God knows why)

    I wrote a song once, when I'm saddened by my own inflexibility in adapting and resulted me blaming the surrounding for being incompatible with my state of emotion at that time. That song, shall be my life jacket whenever I hit a wall. I'm hoping it will save me from my 'the-darkside-of-the-moon' mind. Thought of recording the song (using my 'most-convenient' headphone which comes with a mic), but it never turns out to be something that meets the requirement for at least, a 5 years old kid to listen to. So, up until now, no final recording have ever been made. But I would want to share the lyrics here, so here it goes...

    We have our own way of thinking,
    But we are not bound to be sinking,
    Just because we are different,
    We are not bound to be sinking,

    I'm sorry if I disagree,
    I'm sorry if you disagree,
    But we're not bound to be enemies,
    So I'm gonna let my pride go,
    Wishing that you'll do the same,
    Wishing that you'll do the same...

    We came from different background,
    I might have been through things you haven't,
    And you might have been through things harder,
    But we are from the same heaven,

    We are from the same heaven...
    I'm gonna let it go
    I'm gonna let my pride go


    "Differences should not scare me,
    Nor shall it be the reason I fall"


  • Embrace.

    paradise

    sign

    suppp

    sit

    shade

    pedal

    Top

    pantai

    morn glory

    lights

    flower p

    bee

    "Hold it,
    make it stuck in your head,
    remember"


Friday, 17 February 2012

  • Currently
    Opera Radhi-O Friendly
    By Oag
    Mutiara
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    ...nothing of my intention to be negative or to portray my moment in this lovely island as something opposite to all the beautiful things in the world; trust me, my moment here has been most of it, moderately sweet. It just that I've realized one thing regarding my desire to have the good things in life; you're not prepared for the worst thing to come or the birds shits on your car. The picture below, is an example of life being such an ugly bitch sometimes.

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Wednesday, 15 February 2012

  • Currently
    Sing It Back
    By Moloko
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    Know you are.

    Frowning. Her skin on her forehead folded like a folded carpet ready to be washed.
    “Did I just do that?”, she asked to herself, still figuring the heck about her own action and the motive behind it. Still uncertain about her status on the line when she disconnects herself or in other words, when she refused to follow.
    “I never asked for a favor. And now, when given one at a time, is there any expectation for me to do the give-and-take equation? Like, which part of it should I do? The adding part of it? The subtraction part of it? The result of it?”, she wondered. Although she has always been doing her part in the equation as The Result.
    “I mean, would it be so wrong to be bouncing off the wall when something is just not right, at least to my own perspective? Would it be too exaggerating if I insist on being on the lower ground just because what is being given has dictated part of my land within my conscious soul, in a very hitler way?”
    “Now, what did I do wrong this time?, she thought over and over again.
    “Nothing. According to the law of whatever the law there is out there which humanity has been passively follows, I definitely is not supposed to be presented with this crap”
    She knows so little. In the eyes of a third person, as in, in the eyes of a narrator, how clear can it be?
    “I might as well just wait for what’s next. Yes, I shall wait and observe, and analyze, and hence, decide”, she said to herself, pacifying her own soul. How wrong her decision was. She certainly doesn’t know.
    If only the narrator of her story could tell. The world is full with people, of which most of them, living under the consciousness of survival; survival of race. If only it was about survival alone. How far that is now from that? The era, is now innovation. Equals to the movement of better inventions, resulted to the pace of speedy alligators. At first, everything is just about having just enough resources. Like, eating in the right amount and stop when the sense of hungriness is almost full. Like, having to sleep under a roof regardless of if there’s any bed or a mattress with a fancy bed sheet. Like, having just enough of presents on your birthday or whatever the occasion is about. She didn’t know, that when you get older, when you actually in one of the pyramid of resources, it’s never about having just enough of everything. Survival of race, which is what she refused to accept. By being in one, she should know, that she at any period of her life once in it, will pay for the price that she never once bargain. Or perhaps, never intended to. She didn’t know that all she is dragged to do was to pay, forever. The only reason she’s still spinning, is that she hasn’t decide. The only reason she hasn’t decide, is her resistance to sell any part of her soul.
    “What the heck is soul anyway?”
    She won’t need to sell anything. She, if she only knew, should only be aware whether she is or she is not; correct, guilty, happy, sad, satisfied, deserve it, don’t deserve it. For any given presents can always be used against her. She should know, she must know.

    “No you can’t help it if you have been tempted by fruit hanging ripe on a tree”