Ouch… !!!

This week was not really a good week for me. Failing to do something that I ought to do because of my confidence lacking, and now this. Last night on my way back from watching my friends playing at Raja Futsal I met with a little accident. I went back through a dark alley between Perwira Hostel and Taman Maju. My bikes headlight was not functioning and I had to depend on my backup lights that gave me some hint of upcoming obstacles. Usually there is no problem riding through the tiny road even there is a spot with a large gaping hole in the middle. It’s large but not so deep, though. Instinctively I can make it to my home safely but last night I’m out of focus completely while avoiding the meddling hole. I still can’t believe that problem had rip my focus apart but just let bygone be bygone… Hahaha… So a miscalculation made my bike goes out of the road side and seconds later I was disintegrated onto the tarmac. Damn. It took me about a minute to get back up again and felt the pain all over. But I have to thank Allah that I’m still alive and just catch few scratches. So five minutes later I revved the engine and gone home, to meet the pain while cleaning those wounds. In the end I have to say I’m sorry hands, I’m sorry legs and especially to my bike. I’m really, really sorry to turn you into this state. There goes my money again…

Question, songs, and girls – The second part

So, how come Take That’s song comes along in my playlist? The answer is girls. You see, back in secondary school I was in an all-boys boarding school. For four years we’ve been a neighbor of an all-girls boarding school but they seems to be overestimating themselves, considered they are some upper-class school compared to my school. So there isn’t any link for me with that school and the girls. In my form 5 days my school transferred to a site in the middle of a rubber estate. So there were less contact whatsoever with the world outside.

Within these days me and my colleague never interested in relationships. Girls still an attraction to us but we rejected any kind of close relation with them. What do we care is snooker centers, cyber cafes and any entertainment available. All this changed after I met my best friend in polytechnic. At that time it wasn’t so significant because there weren’t any girls in my class. But I sometimes felt awkward and lonely when my friends (I considered them as my own brothers as I don’t have any) gone to date their girlfriends. At first it doesn’t bother me much but after repeatedly left behind (being the only guy with solo title) I made a decision to plunge myself into the strange world of strange mortals. The world of boyfriends and girlfriends. Hahaha…

So I made many initial approaches, all of them met a dead end. I asks for guidance from my brothers as why all my attempt was unsuccessful. This is where the music played their roles. One of my brother said with my personality at that time, even ghosts wouldn’t dare make any contact with me. It has something to do with the aggression that overshadowed me.

He gave me a tiny piece of advice. To soften my heart. He told me it was so cold that I will face difficulties to make an approach to a girl (this sounds so stupid but I found out that it is true). But with this advice comes a problem. How can I achieve this? Then he gave me another idea, start listening to love songs. At first I threw him some bad words. This almost sounds like madness. Me? Listening to lame songs? At last I surrendered and what he told me.

It was unexpected but been changed slightly after that. Until now I was unsure if the idea of listening to love songs really worked out but there are some progress. From nil, I have made friends with some girls (otherwise I never even talk to them). Even so, like people used to said a battle may be won, but the war still far from over. That is what falls onto me. I may have improved my communication with females, but made no ground when it comes to companionship. Simpler to say, girlfriend – none. Well I let that to be for now as I reached my objective of finishing this post. Those who slept or puked or both, I’m truly sorry… Hahaha…

Question, songs, and girls – The first part

Again, some pointless talk in my blog. This time it is about every man’s favorite. Females. But I have to apologize this isn’t going to be an ultra-enjoyable post about girls for you, but I just had a feeling to post it anyway. A warning, this post has potentials to make you puke or sick because I will tell you some story of my personal life.

I reckon none of you ever really knew me. I mean really, really knew me. So it is not surprising many people simply misunderstood me. I was moved to write this post because of a question asked by a friend. She asked me of the song I downloaded, sang by Take That (some old school guys back in 90’s I guess). She said it is weird that someone like me would have interest in listening anything like it because it seems not suits my appearance.

Well, this is not the first time this situation happened. So I ignored the question and go on with my downloads. Truth is, this is not me a few years ago. There weren’t any sentimental, romantic or passionate songs in my collections. Just bands with wicked music, ruthless lyrics and horrid album covers. In other words, almost all of it labeled ‘explicit content’ or unlabelled at all.

Unnoticed yet annoying

What's small, have wings and sometimes annoy to death?

Everyone knew the answer, that damn pesky little suckers. Who love to halt your
sleeps and make your hands busy scratching. Hehehe..

These little ones always become my number one enemy before my body landed on bedsheets
anywhere, especially in Parit Raja. Sometimes I even sacrifices my time to sleep just to hunt them down, terminating every single one of them.

Even as I was typing this post down they were planning strategies to steal my tasty blood. Just you wait, little ones...!! huhuhu

Announcement..!!

You were all so so so welcomed to view my other blog 'Season of Heat'.
Just another unserious post but it will give you some insights of whatever
that catches my attention. In other words it will be a blog that shares my interest with all of you..

Feel free to drop by and leave your comments..

Two wheels + Skill + Compassion - Fear = Insanity

They said never let a mad guy ride a bike. Well I say don't you ever let two guys ride two bikes, very powerful bikes, in a brilliant racing circuit and makes them competes for glory.

I bet the result you'll get definitely will be pure lunacy.


This is what I had seen last Sunday. Total chaos, limitless madness, genuine bravery, mindless stunts, absurd speed, heart-stopping battle at Barcelona. I reckon if I was there at Circuit de Catalunya, I'd collapse being awed by the excellent, dazzling performance of the duo riders of my favourite Fiat Yamaha motoGP team. That is of course, the genius of two wheels Valentino Rossi and the unsung young hero Jorge Lorenzo.



No introduction required for these two. One is an eight-time premier class world champion and the other is a motoGP rookie, 250 cc double world champion. I regretted of watching it at lap 10.
(the very beginning of a race is very important). When I started watching it was Lorenzo up in front with Rossi and Casey Stoner trailing less than 0.5 seconds behind.

The next ten laps is an obvious race until it came to the last 7 laps. This is when the madness arrived. This is why I say, anyone who loves racing must watch this race's replay. The brilliant maneuvers of overtaking plus overtaken was so great it made tears gathered at the bottom of my eyes. (really, it was so damn superb)

Just watch this last lap for proof of this race's brilliance.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nExlryClTWI

Kill my love

Enough of my lifeless days In Parit Raja. I’m focusing on my favorite sport now, as there will be a huge risk that I will lose it to some stupid man’s stupid idea and mostly it came out from that stupid Mosley. I’m talking about F1’s latest stupid conflict here. The idiotic cost cap that can make even Proton enters the world of Formula One. Well, at one point I could say it is a very good thing if Proton participating in F1 but what will happen to the prestigious, astonishing races ever?

I strongly am denied of any interest for this sport when some cheap cars contending in the formidable race tracks soon. 40 million worth of cash could hardly get your car to some breathtaking speed and maneuvers. At least I believe so. It could be like watching mid 80’s races minus the great drivers, Senna, Prost, Hill et cetera. What technology that can be use with 40 million? I think that they could not afford even for some Bridgestone’s tires after this (Sime tires, anyone?). Hahaha…

Two tiers race? Come on, how ridiculous can this be? High tech cars with neck breaking speed in the same track as a slowpoke bulldozer-like handling cheap race machine? I bet it’ll be as interesting as watching some mad guy racing with a horse/camel or something. This is not an endurance race man. This is not a race of some super tourings. This is Formula One. A two tier race definitely kills the excitement, of course. Believe me.

Parit Raja, oh my Parit Raja…

My third entry in this glorious wonderful blog. This entry came out of the boredom that overwhelms our life in this happy town. I don’t know whether there is anyone caring enough to read my blog but if you are reading this, million thanks to you all. Maybe I should buy you drinks or something. I’m doing this from my room after I woke up 4 o’clock in the evening, my housemate nowhere to be found and all of my dirty laundry found no place to be wash. Damn again…

Almost all of the guys already gone home causing my half soulless body drifting on my bike to seek any spots that I can go to, before I realize there was really nothing here. So I went back to my home where my old acquaintance that always awaits for me in Parit Raja, my PC.

I have no internet connection so I have to post this at a cybercafé (at least the CC’s is not closing on Saturday here). Glad it helped kill some of my time before the time is killing me. Sometimes I had to hate weekends I had to spend here, as the loneliness will be my partner for that couple of days. Damn how I wish I had a girlfriend here. Hahaha…

But hey, there’s some bright side of this. The least I can do is to show you place where to do this and that in Batu Pahat and Parit Raja if you want to. If you had trouble to find where’s where please don’t hesitate to ask me. No charge applied. Hahaha…

Haha..!!Another stupid blog was born..

This is the thing I hate most in my life...
I never started blogging ever in my life before and it is to prevent something..

ADDICTION.

Please proceed if you are willing and close this window if you're already bored.Please.

I don't know where this trait comes from.
It is my custom that I will addicted to everything new I tried..

I use to hate people that keen on friendster.
But then,when I tried it the first time I became an addict.

I use to hate touching a bowling ball, and the view of the lane.
But then,when I tried it the first time I became an addict.

I use to hate people singing in karaoke box.
I use to slept in it.
But then,when I tried it the first time I became an addict.

I use to hate traveling by buses.
But then,when I met a nice girl on one, I became an addict.

And now..My lecturer told me to create a blog..
And I was very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, hesitated to do so..
In an instant, I became an addict to blogs..Damn..

Why flat..??

Have you ever experienced a day when you feel..
your body exhausted like hell and your mind drifted into endless space continuum..??