Inspiration never permanent

As salam,
Its weird how you can get inspired by appreciating the tiniest event in life. Then even weirder how inspiration disappears with fears and laziness. This is what is happening to, inspired and deninspired. Today, watching tv and drawing, i realise im 22 oredy, its best for me to start being serious and brave enough to grow up making decisions. I hope this time it stays.

Working for thr future for dunia and the heeafter.

The Six: Ways You'll See Your Dad

Staffordshire Half Marathon

On the 25th  March I will be competing the Staffordshire half marathon. I'l be running for a number of charity organization. Such as the disabled people and breast cancer care. No matter what, I must finish the race. Same goes to my life.. must finish the race.

Save you - Simple Plan

Take a breath
I pull myself together
Just another step till I reach the door
You'll never know the way it tears me up inside to see you
I wish that I could tell you something
To take it all away

Sometimes I wish I could save you
And there're so many things that I want you to know
I won't give up till it's over
If it takes you forever I want you to know

When I hear your voice
Its drowning in a whisper
It's just skin and bones
There's nothing left to take
And no matter what I do I can't make you feel better
If only I could find the answer
To help me understand

Sometimes I wish I could save you
And there're so many things that I want you to know
I wont give up till it's over
If it takes you forever I want you to know

That if you fall, stumble down
I'll pick you up off the ground
If you lose faith in you
I'll give you strength to pull through
Tell me you won't give up cause I'll be waiting if you fall
Oh you know I'll be there for you

(Ahahaha)
If only I could find the answer
To take it all away

Sometimes i wish i could save you
And there're so many things that I want you to know
I wont give up till it's over
If it takes you forever I want you to know
(Oh)
I wish I could save you
I want you to know
(Ohohh)
I wish I could save you (oh)

Last day of final exam in Staffs

Woke up at 8.15am, just in time to perform Subuh prayer. Thanks to Syikin, she called to remind me about exam at 10. First thing to do, brush my teeth and then solat.

Open my window for fresh air, I saw a a lovely couple sitting on a small hill not far from my room. They were looking at the sunrise. That was romantic:o

 Opportunity, took some photo of them. I don't think they saw me:)

Digital systems, I left the exam hall 30minutes early. I'm confident with the paper. All that I've studied last night come out. That day, instead of taking the bus I decided to cycle. about 10minutes of cycling.

Cycling to the exam hall was bitter because it is uphill. But going home is from there is like riding a motorcycle. On my way back, I decided to check out my new jogging route. I have to train by next week to get ready for Sheffield games and Staffs half marathon that will be held on 25 th February.

The scenery was .. breathtaking. Open fields, small farms. I felt like I was in Arau, Perlis reminding me of the  paddy fields. Unfortunately, I didn't bring the camera:(

(anyway, the scenery was kinda like this ones)

I can't wait to jog next week..


Then, I came upon a big factory. So this is Perkins, the one Syikin told me about.

 Perkins specialized in producing diesel engines.
One day I might end up working here, I don't know..

Decided not o head home. Go to town and have my Friday prayer there. While waiting for the time of Jumaat prayer, I wonder around town and do some window shopping at charity shops. I was thinking about buying clothes and cd players. Some items that had made me interested.
I walked past a street basker.

(Can't find a pic of street basker playing flute. Substitute with this chap)

he was playing a flute. Titanic song. Really nice. It goes with my mood at that time.

After solat Jumaat I head home because I promise to skype with the lovely small plum boss.

Can you guess how many items that I bought that day.

I found out lots of good cd's. Keane, Cher, Brimful Asha, Blue all oldschool songs, nice ones.
In my opinion its better to hear songs from cds instead from youtube. Because you will end up busy searching a lot of songs in youtube. and forgot to enjoy the music

I fancy the leather trench coat, I looked like Gambit if I wore it. The price was nice. If Iqa was here she will persuade me to take it.

but


 In the end I didn't buy anything.

I have everything I need.

or maybe because I don't have money:)




Recently, someone has moved from her old house and agreed to share a new house with me..
I was delighted. This is a poetry dedicated for me and my new housemate..

sitting on the steps writing prose

in a time and a place

new and strange

in a house strangely elegant

filled with peace

reminiscent of the east

with stones from greece

two cats live here

they own the house

the male is as wild

as a man will be

his thoughts on escape

and living free

the girl is an innocent

gentle pure

as quiet as a spirit

living near

and i will learn a new way

to be

to live in this house

two cats and me

'what happens when the sun won't rise'

"it will rise"

'I don't trust u'

"it will rise. It will, soon. Trust me"

Im going to London this Saturday. To meet my lovely cousin. Cousin meeting.  Will be back by Sunday.

My train is at 7.30am. Planning to Subuh at town.

....going to sleep, hope she forgives. miss someone. miss her. She has a meeting tommorow. I pray all goes well and all the best for her. 

with all my heart, never gonna stop loving her...

HH 1

I finally decide, that if i want to inspire it means inspiring myself to be a better person, and oddly enough my way to inspire is to reflect as through others and myself. I bet nobody doesn't even give a damn, but I just want to have a place when I'm pissed or sad or empty, there is a place (this blog) where I can read and reflect.

Yesterday, The big boss and the small plump boss had a feud, a disagreement due to different generation, perspective and experience and understanding. And so the small plump boss pissed off because the big boss refused to be open and try to understand things in a different perspective. Small plump boss start acting all pissy and slam doors, drawers, palstic bags (yes that happened) slammed every single thing in sight-evn punched the wall (Internal bleeding-yes!). The small plum boss then open the shower and just sat under it swearing in the mind-like there is another person in the brain running around in an empty space, screaming and hitting and punching and just lets everything loose; sat there shiverring and gritting teeth-untill the body can't take it anymore. Went out of the shower- numb. towel dried, dressed up for bed pulls up the quilt slept. - If you are going to swear and make more sins, might as well sleep; less sins, increase energy and the brain gets to rest.

And life's chronicle of events happens. *Tralalalala..*

Then the big boss met up with a future business partner, the small plump boss after closing the salon, came to join. Bought her favourite ice blended-green tea and joined the conversation. Listen to people's story and experience.

At the end, the small plump boss/I/she realise LEARNING is better when one make it as a SHARING PROCESS rather than 'I'm a big shot and you should learn from me, because I'm WAAAY better than you'. Then, she realised,

life sucks and it will get worse but you just have to get better so that even though when life sucks, you get the upperhand, so that when it sucks you just have to brush it off your shoulder instead of crawling back to where you were.

You are risking lives...!

We are given before taken;

We laugh before we cry;

We live before we die.

A mother risks her life giving birth for a child.

A father in risk of accident while hurrying to pick up his children from school.

A child walks across the street to hug the mother.

A friend almost hit a car on the way to a meet up.

Everyone risk their lives, one way or another, make the risk worth it. :)

Start appreciating, before they start fading.

Superwoman

Cool, Gina Carano. But still, yawn.

Another movie about special agent goes out for revenge. They overdone it. 

This.. is ... true courage. This is a true superwoman. Willing to spare her live just to protect innocent children.  As we enjoy watching Hollywood movies. Don't get blinded by those movies.

 Don't forget Palestine.

This kind of women is what I want to find.

Motivation lagi..

Yes, we need motivation everytime. It's like fuel.  It depletes.

We can do it, yakin boleh, woohoo!

Dah2, nak tolong ibu kt dapur.

LISTEN TO THE MAN.. BE NICE