THE DREAM

Why can't we get all the people together in the world that we really like and then just stay together? I guess that wouldn't work. Someone would leave. Someone always leaves. Then we would have to say good-bye. I hate good-byes.

I woke up this morning and realised that it's only a dream.
A weird dream which I never expected it to be.
A dream that left a million of question marks.

It's been a while since I have you in my dreams.
Did you just smiled at me?
Yes you did...
the curve smile of yours which used to sets everything straight.
It was so dark.
Just the both us staring and admiring our beautiful smiles.
A serene environment which was captivating.
I can feel those cold air brushing through my skin.
You are there sitting beside me on this old rusty chair with your head resting on the table.
There you smiled again..
Wonderful..

Was it really you?

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Some people said that dreams are only thoughts you didn't have time to think about during the day.They are illustrations... from the book your soul is writing about you. It is a free therapy which you can only get appointments at night.

....(I always pay attention to my dreams - God's angels often speak directly to our hearts when we are asleep)....

I believed that God is closest to those with broken hearts.
Maybe part of loving is learning to let go because love is like a puzzle. When you're in love, all the pieces fit but when your heart gets broken, it takes a while to get everything back together.

MY SIN BOOK

Yeah!

I got it!

I own it!

The note book.

The Sin Book.

It's hard to get a peaceful sleep since my eyes set on it. Love those graphics and the diamond studs on its cover.

I thank you for the gift.

It was really nice and sweet of you.

To MizRina (if you're reading this):

Sorry girl, I own it. Hahaha

You got to buy something different now...

TIJAH

Something hillarious to share with all the malay friends out there.
(it's a forward email that I received recently)

Enjoy...

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Surat dari Tijah

"Tijah ingin memutus kan perhubungan dengan boyfriend MAT SALLEH (orang Bulek)nya... Dia tak sanggup bertemu muka, Lalu dia pun mengutus surat... surat tu macam ni bunyinya:

Hi, my motive write this letter is to give know you something.I WANT TO CUT CONNECTION US. I have think about this very cook cook.I know I clap one hand onl y. Correctly, I have seen you and she together at town with eyes myself. You always ask for apology back back. I don't trust you again!!! You are really crocodile land.My Friend speak you play wood three... Now I know you correct correct play wood three. So, I break connection to pull my body from this love triangle. I know this result I pick is very correct, because you love she very high from me. So, I break off to go far from here. I don't want you to play play with my liver.I have been crying until no more eye water thinking about you. I don't want banana to fruit two times... Safe walk...

Tijah"

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(can't help laughing till now. LOL)

BE YOURSELF

Words to share with everyone out there...

"You have brains in your head.
You have feet in your shoes.
You can steer yourself in any direction you choose.
You're on your own.And you know what you know.
You are the guy who'll decide where to go."

~Dr. Seuss

ROOM MINI-TOUR

Here's how my room looks like right now. These are taken with a 2 megapixel camera phone, so please excuse for the bad quality..

A closer look on what's on the television display.

Tadaaaaa! Stack of MENS FOLIO and STYLE magazines. I'm obsessed with Fashion Photography & Graphic. Great help for me to get ideas from.

A closer look on what's on top of my desk. And finally, my playground... haha

That's all for now... Good night everyone!

BEAUTY

Unity and simplicity are the two true sources of beauty.

It comes as much from the mind as from the eye.

My prints entitled; BEAUTY

Feel free to drop comments if you have any

"We ascribe beauty to that which is simple; which has no superfluous parts; which exactly answers its end; which stands related to all things; which is the mean of many extremes." ~Ralph Waldo Emerson

IN SILENCE...

Dedicated to a friend,
this is for him,
you know who you are.

The world is round and the place which may seem like the end may also be only the beginning...
When love is lost, do not bow your head in sadness; instead keep your head up high and gaze into heaven for that is where your broken heart has been sent to heal.

There are things that we don't want to happen but have to accept, things we don't want to know but have to learn, and people we can't live without but have to let go.


We must embrace pain and burn it as fuel for our journey.


Don't fight with the pillow, but lay down your head
And kick every worriment out of the bed.
If you can't sleep, then get up and do something instead of lying there worrying. It's the worry that gets you, not the lack of sleep.

ps; Don't keep us in silence
Tell us what really happened
We miss you......

"Shared joy is a double joy; shared sorrow is half a sorrow"

TRIPLE"J" K

it's funny,
learned another cute word today,
what is it?
it's -"TRIPLE "J" K
meaning?
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"JADI JANTAN JANGAN KAYPO!" (don't be a busybody if you're a man)

LOL... Blwweeeeekk

PISSED

stop vituperating me

do not exacerbate me with your words

you're not a man

you're imbecile

you're coward

fuck you

GROSS!

Was walking my way back home last night when all of a sudden I felt the urge of having a fag. So there I am smoking under my void deck happily when...

a scary thing happened. Some old malay happy guy flirted with me. God, its weird and scary! So here's the story...

me; *sitting on the bench smoking my last few puff*
him; *walking towards me* "hi are you alone?"
me; "yes i am, why?"
him; "why are you smoking alone?"
me; "coz my friends are not here" *duh*
him; "you stay at this block?"
me; "nope" *points at the opposite block few metres away* (i have to lie)
him; "what is your name?"
me; "hakim" *smiles* (i have to lie)
him; "i'm saiful, you have nice arms. I think you look great wearing this sleeveless top"
me; "why thank you. i am flattered!" *gettin irritated*
him; "so, do you have a fag to spare me?"
me; "no. this is my last stick. i'm sorry."
him; "it's okay, so will you be here tomorrow night? " *winks*
me; "i don't think so"
him; "well, you should. then maybe we can chat. is there anyway i can contact you?"
me; "well ... no. sorry."
him; "but, isn't that your mobile?" *pointing to my mobile which was on the table* (SHIT!)
me; "nope, it's my mom's. sorry i need to go now, she's waiting for me. bye" *cheeky smile*
him; "can i send you to your block"
me; " it's okay, i can walk by myself" *moving away from him immediately* (getting scared)

It was indeed one of the scariest moment that I encountered. However I wanted to laugh so badly throughout the whole thing! haha! stupid guy! He smells like a pig! Terrible! Gross!

He isn't even rich or good looking! and ofcourse even if I'm happy, he would be way out of my list! LOL

DAYDREAMING

I am only one,
But still I am one.
I cannot do everything,
But still I can do something.
And because I cannot do everything
I will not refuse to do
The something that I can do.

I'm doing what I think I was put on this earth to do.
I'm really grateful to have something that I'm passionate about and
that I think is profoundly important.


"...Yesterday I dared to struggle. Today I dare to win..."


To accomplish great things, I must not only act, but also dream; not only plan, but also believe. I have learned, that if one advances confidently in the direction of his dreams, and endeavors to live the life he has imagined, he will meet with a success unexpected in common hours.

FLAVA

Talk about dance? Dance is not something to talk about. Dance is to dance. Dance is my passion, and Hip Hop is the flavour...

Here's a print of my work entitled; FLAVA.

Feel free to drop comments if you have any.

...The truest expression of a people is in its dance and in its music. Bodies never lie. It is a song of the body. Either of joy or pain. Hence it is a delicate balance between perfection and beauty..."

CHE CHE LA LA!

Someone tought me a new slang.
It's called 'che che la la'.
Cute isn't it?
Fell in love with that word.

Here how it goes,

(on the mobile with mummy dearest) aRy: "Mama I need our chauffer to send me back home now and please inform the masage therapist to get my feets done in the limousine too alrite! I'm too shag so please don't blame me for being so 'che che la la' today. Thanks.."

LOL

..ok that was lame......Blwwweeeekk!

BACKSTAGE

It's back for season 2! Backstage, the annual gathering cum party are happening again this year. It rock last year with people having booze, fags and junk foods all night long, chilling and bullshitting together with the beautiful crowd who are so spontaneously fun and happening. I love it. It's where the hunks, beauties and happy gathered.

I wonder what's the theme for this year Backstage. It was 'Skin deep' last year, and we had so much fun doing the photoshoot...

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Miss "Spore's Next Over The Top Model"

Miss "Come And See My Smooth Armpit Model"

Mr "Don't Know What Else To Pose"

Mr "Local Boy George"

Miss "7 Inch Cleavage"

Mr "Hunky Hanyut"

Mr "Brief Model Cannot Make It"