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[Jul. 11th, 2009|08:19 pm] |
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I miss the times before army so, so dearly. |
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| Renaissance |
[Jun. 21st, 2009|11:48 pm] |
What's life without a sense of purpose?
Nobody can truly say they have lived a life fulfilled if he has not led a purpose-driven life.
Everyone needs a passion, a drive. From which you can channel your energies into.
So what is your purpose?
What is your passion?
Are you truly content living if you have not found your passion? |
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| GAS! GAS! |
[Apr. 6th, 2009|10:22 pm] |
I like James' writing. It so reminds me of my very own. And I truly miss writing. Just looking back at the archives and all.
And the fact that I've not updated for more than a year is testament to a period in my life that has been, eventful and no less tumultuous.
We're all growing up-
Everyone's coming to their senses about this fact now.
And I may very well be in the midst of making a very, very big decision in my life.
Worth mentioning also- my trip to Italia. Where I truly, and utterly fell in love with the people, the language, the landscapes, the food..
More coming this way soon! |
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| (no subject) |
[Nov. 9th, 2008|03:03 pm] |
Seriously.
What can I say.
Where do I start? |
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| (no subject) |
[Jan. 1st, 2008|03:55 pm] |
I wrote,
in our IB cohort year book,
that all I wanted was to live a life rich in meaning and fulfillment.
2007 has been phenomenal,
in a few ways.
The whole journey of training for months for A Div.
I came to AC cos of Rugby, and I feel so content,
cos it's been so enjoyable playing rugby for the school.
Culminating in my selection for the Under-20 ARFU Tour to Brunei.
Your life, and mine,
has slowly intertwined through the course of this year.
And it has been a most wonderful year because of that.
You have opened up my heart, and my eyes,
to things I've never seen before.
I don't even have to say much.
You and I both know..
Thank you.
Thank you to those few who's made 2007 unforgettable.
Thank you, Nurul.
Here's to many more golden years.
Love. |
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| Agape |
[Dec. 27th, 2007|12:04 am] |
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It's been a much-eventful few weeks/months whatever you'd have it to be.
And it's really true,
that in the little discoveries that you make about someone you love,
you discover yourself.
And the proverbial "Actions Speak Louder Than Words"
has never rang more true, than in this instance.
The moment, when you realize the sheer enormity of what you feel.
When you close your eyes and try to imagine,
but you just cannot.
When Feeling is not enough,
when you simply Know.
And the moment when you realize,
that the Self, is secondary.
That you would do anything, and everything.
And times like this,
I truly believe that
It really is the strongest, and greatest
driving force in the world.
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| (no subject) |
[Dec. 2nd, 2007|10:31 pm] |
It's as if absence exacerbates this feeling of fear and uncertainty that I feel.
I don't want to be afraid. |
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| (no subject) |
[Nov. 11th, 2007|01:27 am] |
I love how,
every now and then,
you'd find a song that randomly just grows on you,
A song that's been around but you've somehow never gotten around to listening to it before.
Just like how you came out of the blue,
captured my heart and all of me.
And it's unbelievable,
how much in love I am with you.
More than wonderful,
more than amazing.
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| I'll be. |
[Oct. 27th, 2007|03:35 am] |
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Do you know you're unlike any other?
Your eyes are the brightest of all colours,
and I don't ever wanna love another.
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| Dante's |
[Oct. 2nd, 2007|05:20 am] |
The Tenth Circle-
the bottom-most level of Hell.
Where flames lick not even a single inch.
The Tenth Circle is a vast tundra, of ice built upon ice.
And every single breath of frosty air you inhale will freeze you even before it can reach your lungs.
Even Lucifer was placed in the 9th Level,
having claimed that there IS a place for Man
who has sinned a sin greater than that of Lucifer's.
And it all made sense-
the Tenth Circle
is the place for those who sin the greatest sin.
What could possibly be worse than gluttony, suicide, treachery, hypocrisy, murder..
The more I think about it,
the more it sinks in,
the more it makes sense.
The Tenth Circle is a place for those who lie to themselves.
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| The Tenth Circle |
[Sep. 24th, 2007|11:54 pm] |
It's what makes the world go round.
Because sometimes, people are just better off not knowing.
Because more often than not, we're too afraid to hear the truth.
We are too afraid.
We all have and believe in our little illusions.
We wake up and go to bed, repeating the cycle every day.
One thing's for sure-, we believe these illusions every single day.
Because the alternative is unimaginable.
Our parents, to an extent, live in their very own bubble of illusion about their children.
It's easier to assume that your child's in good company, mixing with upright and moral individuals,
instead of finding out whether he has drunk, clubbed, kissed a girl by the age of 16.
We have our little illusions about not so much our family, but more about our friends.
Especially at this age.
And in this situation, forming a bubble around you kind of helps.
Because the alternative, may be too hurting.
Because the alternative may destroy you.
It is then,
that you begin to appreciate little things.
that you begin to be more thankful,
For the true friends that've been by you for the years that have gone by,
and for the years to come.
For the truly golden moments in life,
the ones you cherish.
and the ones you look back upon with a smile and with reverence. |
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| In the still of the night. |
[Sep. 23rd, 2007|03:55 am] |
I'm gonna do this for you, as much as for myself.
I've never wanted you to succeed and get what you want so badly,
and through that,
I will find my source of motivation and drive for IB.
You're my inspiration,
and for you, for my uncle and for everyone else that matters,
I'll make it true, and I'll make good. |
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| (no subject) |
[Sep. 19th, 2007|11:17 pm] |
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I think, I've just woken up to the fact that I've not woken up to the fact that I'll be sitting for IB really really soon.
I don't know what I've been up to for the past 2 years doing IB, but I know it was pretty mediocre. For academics, at least.
It's seriously as if the effort that I garnered for the O Levels was the furthest I could push myself to.
If so, it is very disconcerting. Especially at this point of time.
It seems as if, for the past two examinations at least, that whatever attempts I've made at revision have come to naught. And it's really frustrating. I've been distracted, yes, with club rugby especially. But I'm not going to use that as an excuse. I just think I am so damn apathetic at times. I wrote many years ago, that procrastination was my greatest weakness. And it still is, even now. I'm pushing the limits of indifference and lassitude further and further each day, sometimes I feel.
And as with all acknowledgments of weaknesses, comes a resolution to turn over a new leave. To pull up your socks.
But,
I don't know.
I don't know where I got my motivation and drive for the Os from.
I'm even more clueless as to where to find any remaining reserves of this, for IB.
It's as if, grades don't really matter as much to me anymore.
I don't think I've ever been so.. disenchanted,disillusioned.
And at the end of the day, you always lean back on two things- the Quran and Hadith. |
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[Sep. 11th, 2007|07:37 pm] |
I don't think
I've ever entered an examination hall feeling as unprepared as I was today.
It was terrifying.
But it wasn't so bad in the end. |
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| Timely Reminder. |
[Sep. 8th, 2007|01:10 pm] |
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Love is quiet understanding, and the mature acceptance of imperfection. |
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| I strongly believe in this |
[Sep. 4th, 2007|12:21 pm] |
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"But love is more than three words mumbled before bedtime. Love is sustained by action, a pattern of devotion in the things we do for each other every day.." |
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| The Lovers, The Dreamers, and Me |
[Aug. 26th, 2007|04:51 pm] |
I was talking to Nurul earlier this afternoon about how school's going to be ending really quickly. With the conclusion of IB, all the 'craziness' will be gone, in her words. And she doesn't want it to end. But somehow on my end, I felt kinda numb to school ending. If anything, all I would be sad about is the end of playing schoolboy rugby. And the end of formal training with the rugby team whom I've grown to become so close to in the past 2 years. I can't possibly imagine what else I'll miss. I've already met and made friends with whom I know I want to remain friends with for life. Friends whom I know will stick with me through everything. And there's the contentment and happiness of knowing that I've also met Nurul who just makes me look forward to the turn of each new day..
With the conclusion of IB comes about alot of changes. All things new and exciting. And we thought back at the end of Secondary 4 that JC will be a big jump. But this is an even bigger jump, by far. NS for the boys and University for the girls. Essentially, it's the most crucial stage and the final stage too, that bridges the gap between teenage adolescence and adulthood. The taking on of more responsibilities, and really start thinking seriously about the future.
Something which may prove to be too daunting at 16 or 17, but somehow, I've really started thinking alot about my future this year. And I don't think it's too early to start thinking. About your ambitions, your family life, the type of car you want to drive, the kind of house you want to live in, the friends you want to keep, the lifestyle you want to lead..
Someday we'll find, the rainbow connection. The Lovers, The Dreamers, and Me. |
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| The Sweetest Dream Would Never Do |
[Aug. 18th, 2007|01:52 pm] |
I can't really put to words what I'm feeling inside me now.
I just got back from the airport.
Hairin left for New York this morning.
I can't say I am terribly sad and devastated that she'll be gone like the way a close friend can.
But in my own way, I feel terrible that she's gone.
I've always felt something almost like a familial bond with her when I found out that we were close family friends.
Besides Hairin's departure,
this week's been absolutely draining.
And Nurul's almost at her wit's end with work and stress, and the departure of one of her best friends this morning plus IOC on Tuesday.
It's all just too much for her.
And I just wish I could somehow alleviate all the stress that she's feeling now.
It sucks not being able to do much about it.
Bon Voyage, Hairin.
In 4 months.
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| (no subject) |
[Aug. 14th, 2007|03:29 am] |
I'm up at freaking 0330 doing Colour Purple.
This is Insane.
Insane.
We meet at the lights,
I stare for awhile.
There's too much to say,
and you just walk away.
And I forgot,
To tell you I love you. |
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