Saturday, February 26, 2011
Section Commander Course.
Pass Out Ceremony,
or
Out Of Course?
I'm in a dilemma.
I really wanna be a sergeant. I really want those 3 chevrons on my shoulders. I really want that 1k+ allowance. Bring on the pushups. Bring on the power legs. I'll do em' all til I cry blood.
Bring on the bunker gear. I'll sweat myself dry and drop on my face.
But....
It's just so hard,
Having barely enough time for Allah...
I can only manage to squeeze in Isyak...
After that I'd be busy preparing for tomorrow,
Going to sleep early for the next day.
Is it all really worth solat-ing one waktu everyday for 6 months?
But then again,
If I OOC and get posted to a more lepak vocation, will I still have enough time for at least 3 waktu of solat everyday?
Ya Allah,
Most Gracious and Most Merciful..
Please guide me.
Please clear my clouded mind,
So that I could make the best decisions.
Amin.
3 Weeks.
3 weeks in there and I've learned almost nothing.
Maybe I've learned a few foot drills....learn to love exercise,
But other than that, I'm still the same idiot.
Lack discipline...
Lack sense of responsibility...
Still tardy...
Perhaps this part of me has to change.
The fact that I'm awake at 3:42am typing this is already testament to my lack of discipline.
But it's just these thoughts swirling in my head.
I'm supposed to be at CCK at 7:30am to renew my passport with my baby and buddy.
Will I be able to wake up?
Hahaha.
You better wake up your idea, Danny boy.
Baby, I'll be a better person. For you, for me and for our families.
Friday, February 11, 2011
Thursday, February 10, 2011
Wednesday, February 09, 2011
You're Dangerously Cute!
My darling,
And the thing is...
You already made me fall in love with you without even trying.
No matter how many times you deny it...
You're a pretty girl.
No matter how many times you say it...
Nope, you're not fat. Not even close.
And your cute face...
Melts my heart. Every. Single. Time.
How do I make you realize you're beautiful?
How do I make you realize you have a great figure?
And the thing is...
You already made me fall in love with you without even trying.
I blame your cuteness.
I blame your smile.
GOD, I wish I could hug you right now.
Did I ever tell you I feel lucky every time I kiss your cheeks? :)
1, 2 and 3.
I love you.
Tuesday, February 08, 2011
Plans Plans Plans.

We sure have a lot of places we wanna go huh, baby?
:)
We'll get to them all.
The beach.
That insane swing thing.
Places of memories.
Places we've both never been to.
The time we have now is greatly limited...
But no worries...
I'll always make time for you,
Like I've always had.
And like usual...
I don't really care where we go or what we do...
As long as I can be with you.
I Love You.
[In case you're wondering if I'm posting from camp, I'm not. I scheduled these postings...give you something to read :) ]
Sunday, February 06, 2011
Mind Over Body.
I'm ready.
I'm ready for this shite.
Mind's all set.
Tomorrow's the last day of an era.
An era of freedom. An era of carefreeness.
Because after that, shite gets real, buddy.
2 years of having your life planned out for you.
And when you come out....
The future is truly in your hands.
Life throws you a big ball of plasticine and asks you to mould something beautiful.
Can you do it?
Insya'allah. If there's a will, there is a way.
Okay, buddy.
That's in 2 years.
For now, we'll take things day by day.
Because every day's gonna be a whole new pile of shite for you to dive in!
Let's do this.
I wanna become a man.
Make me hurt. Make me cry. Make me feel pain.
Beat the shite outta me, seriously.
I've been a fag for far too long.
Make me a man.
A man who's capable of taking care of his loved ones.
Saturday, February 05, 2011
I.L.U
Sayang, everything I wanna say/sing to you is in this song...
Tak perlu kau ragu,
Ku melupakanmu.
Meski tiada banyak waktu,
Tersisa untuk cinta,
Tetap aku..
I love you... baby, I do.
I'll never find someone like you.
I love you... yes I still do.
Better or worst,
I will be there.
Yes, I'll be there for you.
Listen to it, this song reminds me of you. :)
Thursday, February 03, 2011
Freeze and Shatter.
Lay dormant?
I used to be quite a soft-spoken person.
But because of my reduced hearing ability (hahaha!),
And my slight loss of patience in repeating myself (HAHAHA!),
I kinda talk louder now.
I used to be quite a passive person.
You know, waiting for stuff to happen.
And then going with the flow.
But nowadays when I want something, I actually get my fuckin' ass up and get it!
I used to have quite an empty heart.
No love for another human being except for my family.
When I read of people's misfortunes in the newspaper last time,
I felt nothing. No emotion whatsoever.
To the point where my Mom was actually pointing it out to me that it's not good.
But now, I look at my friends..
And I look at my darling..
And I look at my darling..
I realize all of it was love.
And now when I hear of people's misfortunes, my heart sinks a bit.
I used to have absolutely no confidence in myself.
Zero percent belief in my own abilities.
I used to dismiss myself every time.
"There's no way I can do that" was my inner catchphrase.
I thought I looked so bad, I didn't even bother to dress up.
I gave up. Hahahaha.
But now, my confidence is rising.
I realize that, if I wanted something and I went to get it,
Insya'allah I'll get it.
I also believe that I'm not ugly.
While I'm not the most handsome person, I am satisfied with how Allah has designed me.
Thank you Alhamdullilah, Ya Allah.
I used to be an optimist.
I used to always think that things will always be alright.
I used to always see the bright side of what people say.
I always used to say that things are never as bad as it seems.
But now, I keep worrying of the future.
That things will go to shite the second screwed up.
I always see what people say and think "oh shite, could they mean this in a bad way?"
And I always think things are gonna be worst than what I expect.
I used to be such a gentle person.
Believe it or not, I did things softly and with as little noise as possible.
I didn't scream at anybody.
Most of all I was compassionate to every little thing, even inanimate objects.
When I lost my spectacles in the sea back when I was in Sec 1,
I almost weeped coz I was thinking...
"You served me for so long and now due to my carelessness, you are gone."
Haha. True story.
I didn't throw things away coz I want the memories of them to stay forever, no matter how small.
Now?
Not so much.
I punch and kick stuff.
I scream at people when they can't hear what I say.
I throw things devoid of any feelings.
I squish and massacre ants and actually enjoy it.
And I have fantasies of shooting certain people in the head.
Squarely between the eyes.
When things don't budge, I smash and smash until something does.
I used to hate taking risks.
I didn't want anything to do with taking chances, knowing that stuff can go to shite.
Because I had no self-confidence, I knew I'd screw it up for sure.
I often calculated and thought out things for tooooooo long before making decisions.
Leading to missed opportunities or being just too late for stuff.
Now?
Yes, I still think things through before making decisions.
But sometimes I just say, "Fuck it, let's do this shite."
Then suffer the consequences later, should any arise.
Oh God. Hahaha.
Then nowadays, I find that some of these traits suddenly pop outta nowhere and remind me of who I was. Who I've been.
And helps me see who I've become.
You know what I'm gonna do?
I'm gonna keep the good ones.
And throw away the bad ones.
Ya Allah my Lord, Almighty and All-Knowing, please guide me and my actions so I will become a better person always. For myself and my loved ones. Amin.
Tuesday, February 01, 2011
Subhanallah...
I don't know why but....
This quote brought a tear to my eye...
"If Allah brings you to it, He will bring you through it".
:,)
WOW.
Suddenly, I felt like reading about the past again.
I pray every day for that to happen.
So I read your Xanga, then I read my blog and compared stories.
It was an emotional rollercoaster!
Sometimes I feel happy,
Sometimes I feel sad,
Sometimes I feel threatened,
Sometimes I feel lucky,
Erm... just the full spectrum. Except anger.
AND ONE THING I CANNOT FATHOM IS:
Has it really been only that long?
My God, the past 4 months feels almost like a year to me...
Has my brain been THAT under-utilised?
Hahahahaha!
You know,
Sometimes I feel that I wanna fast-forward time...
Not that I wanna spend lesser time with you,
God, I wanna spend FOREVER with you...
But the healing effects of time...
I wish it'd go on faster.
But then again,
Allah S.W.T could heal you right here, right now. All he had to do is will it and it will happen.
I pray every day for that to happen.
Oh yeah...
I saw your picture.
YOU LOOK SUPER CUTE IN GLASSES.
DO NOT TELL ME YOU LOOK BAD IN GLASSES.
I WILL BITE YOU!
Man, I feel so lucky.
Shape Up AND Ship Out!
I will now attempt my best to prepare myself physically and mentally for NS.
ONE MORE WEEK, BUDDY!
ONE MORE WEEK!
Then a new era starts.
I realize that this whole thing will most probably be most taxing on my heart.
Poor thing has to work hard when it gets physical...
and then it has to deal with the pain of missing everyone at home...
Mama,
Ayah,
Nina,
Abang,
Danda :,(
Atok,
Nenek,
Ucu..
Ayon and Ayan. *sigh*
Sayangku Nadhirah :,(
But I guess I'll get used to it.
And learn to appreciate these people's presence more than ever. :(
Commence,
Operation: Steelheart.







