Monday, March 29, 2010



MUAR: Fifty members from Muar PKR division have resigned and joined Umno.

Muar PKR Youth vice-chief Razali Jaafar, who represented the members, handed over their Umno membership forms to Deputy Prime Minister Tan Sri Muhyiddin Yassin here yesterday.

The handover took place in Kampung Parit Tengah after an event which saw 1,500 trays of nasi ambang – rice for four people eaten from a tray – being served to the villagers.

The feat got them into the Malaysia Book of Records.








WELCOME TO MALAYSIA




Saturday, March 20, 2010

It's taken me some time, but I guess no matter how hard I try, it's never going to work. I try to not blame you but this time I don't think that I can not blame you. People tell me not to blame you, but I see no point in believing them. I put my all in whatever I do. I really did. So shouldn't I get my due instead of other people.

It puzzles me a lot. It really does. People say how badly they think their work will turn out but in the end, it turns out really, really good. Really good. Excellent! Amazing! I doubt they even worked their ass off during that one month break. I did. But looked what happened? The wrong people got their dues! It's so mind boggling that people are given credit for what they've barely done. I thought that I'll do badly. I really thought I did. But I didn't think it'll be this bad.

What the hell?

I know that you'll carry me through. I really do. Sometimes the most logical reason is to abandon you. But I'm not going to. I still have my confidence in you that you'll carry me through. So tell me, are you?

I know that the answer is that you will. Just as you said.

Whatever happens, it's up to you.

You call the shots.

Tuesday, March 16, 2010

I'm getting a new housemate.
And my sister is comming here this Sunday.

That's it for my short, short update.




Saturday, March 13, 2010

Guilt creeps in my life.
No matter how hard I try.
It's never good enough.
And I have to let someone suffer because of my shortcomings.

I mean, let her celebrate her joy. Go. Why worry about me? I'm not worth all the pitying. Why persecute the one that who has brought joy just because the other has brought sorrow. Is it worth feeling any grieve if there is any joy?

Is joy only worth celebrating because it only comes from a certain person and not another? I loathe it. It's despicable. You let me down. You really do.