Concept.

What is white?
White is pure...
white is love,sympathy,light and fine.

what is black?
darkness,hatred,agony,anything but fine.

whatabout concepts?i shall carry on my further babbling to the next bit. Lately i've been thinking about what's happening within the politics of life. Its mainly consumed of mere contradictions and also a mixture of undetermined feelings. No mind is set for one particular intention. And so that's what makes us human.

Kata urang utak ani brubah2,which is to an extent true tapi pegangan atu inda hilang. There's always something that we hold on to despite the aggressive current we're in.

Conceptual ideas perpetuate stereotypes rather than reduce to what one's mind is fixed upon. Just like the colors that i mentioned,plainly deceiving. My journey's rather vague to be honest i hardly ever know what's ahead of me. Concepts are what kept me going all these years. I acquired the prerequisites which i can apply upon when necessary. Its just like any other ranting,talking of mine and expressing what i need to excrete out of this occupied mind. But sometimes its just hard, i suffer from inadequate courage to enunciate.

Hence all the troubles,the conditions required me to stay fit emotionwise and all i can do is remind myself how blessed we are nevertheless i thank the creator for giving me such strength.
And one thing shall be retained in oneself is concept.
And one thing shall be retained in oneself is originality.

white isnt always pure.
black isnt always filth.

Either.

something's about to come up for sure but not gonna know how it's going to end up. Okayyy.....nevermind that.here are some pictures of recent activities together with those old ones.

went for rock climbing last friday.i didnt know WHY i did it perhaps the fact that i cant let someone down? anyways i was being a total "YES MAN" for doing something that i never thought of doing.

sal;"apa ada kan yo di atas atu?"

bald person in helmet;"antah,syurga pakahh...."

not a bad experience,thrilling and it put my years of "hand strength training" into practise.....

 

yeah the solid "BANGANG" expression smeered upon my face is priceless. Sally's head was too small similar to a primate which inhabitat the nearby flora and fauna as seen within the background of the picture above.

nevertheless thanks to Fidah for being available for the day eventho she wasnt shaped up to climb that day pasal kakinya tpleot. And to the guys sana who were nice and guided us with useful safety tips in particular the tough bald guy who works with my mom.

I visited waie's blog and stumbled upon this picture....

Wassissy,Qylperv,Waie a.k.a Cutest Boy in MD,Your's Truly,90% chubby chinese girl

the moments i reminisce upon where we chilled by the auditorium and being loud at all time is necessary,though some baskets were missing from the picture above Rafichipmunk & Azimah Princess Haboobs.I missed the crazy moments which was a true great 2008 for me if it werent for these guys,i wouldnt have such a great time,thanks to my MD FAMILY.

till then i'll shit some words when im constipated with thoughts.

//therefore: F=MA

upon another.

"lets hope not" is what i've been thinking lately to my situation undergoing several circumstances where im involved in this and that. Did another guitar clinic on wednesday,the crowd was relatively more than there were in katok. Gobbled more talking than Mez did,sorry buddy.....but nevertheless was a good moment eventhough i didnt felt like playing that afternoon due to dehydration and sleep deprivation o.O

i had to get my statement from katok so i asked Mez if he wanted to give me a lift, we p'lanned on getting it during lunch time but he seemed busy so we decided to just do it on block 2. we had no class cause Mr.Peter Holland needed to deal with something. So Qilah,Fidah,Zimah was planning to tag along to join us to katok. Upon reaching the back exit, we stumbled with Mr.Peter Holland he was trying to get out as well but the gate was closed so we had to use the other exit and it was closed too and Mr.Holland said "just climb the gate it'll be fine" so we did.

that's a preview of Mez's ass upon conducting illegal activity after being convinced by Mr.Holland. we were supposed to fetch the girls but not long after that, one of the security guards saw us and shouted at us while we walk casually ignoring the fact that we just climbed the fence. we asked Mr.Holland to cover for us at the time being, he was like "just say you're with me" in my head at that time was he's got to be the coolest teacher but then the security came to us and we confront them. One of em was a bastard who kept his tone high with his bastardly angry face. well actually thats a natural way to talk to a criminal but nevertheless he's a bloody basket.

Mr.Holland had to drive us unwillingly to katok to get our story straight where we're going to Katok to get the exam statement which made him the most coolest teacher in my head. As we were in the car,Qilah called me and wondered what took us so long,i just said we were caught by security,i'll talk to you later. I could hear her loud laugh enjoying every bit of our mischief. But yeah, what is life without these little adventures?

// therefore; cats do swim.

Foot In Mouth

a mouthful of feet emphasis to what's going on lately. life's on a fast pace as it always is,once a day a dose of up and down experienced,first it was all about flowers and sunshines next thing you know you're riding a roller coaster down to neraka jahanam baby~

and then you bathe in heaven's lake.....^^,

wtf am i talking about.so cut to the chase,last weekend spent the week as usuals,rotting in my parlour thinking of all the wonders that is earth. last week went to mez's place to fix what's not fixed prior the guitar clinic held the next day.

the guitar clinic for the presentation was to scaled out of 10 a 4.5 by myself.i find it.......less responsive than i think it should be. later went to sally's place to meet and find out that mythology does not exist.i met this guy who was too good to be described by words,he is soo good that what he played literally touched my heart and that's quite hard to accomplish.but he did it so calmly while i would like to pick up and instrument and beat him to death for being too awesome.but nevertheles,music has charm to sooth the savage beast.

ah well, i got new sounds in my modeler whee~ and yet another performance is yet to come.

// therefore; cupid's dead.

recollections.

continuation to the previous pointless blabber. there are several things that happened in my life since the beginning of 2009. i'll try to recall some of the enjoyable bits,and i should start off with the beginning and finishing a particular video of mine which is a sequel to an early project namely Petals Of Pentagram which is a mixture of two particular elements of cardistry and dark environment and petals resemble the flourishing manner of card movement creating an effect of astonishment or should i say 'finger language' in a good way ofcourse.



if thats tempting for you here's the whole thing,watch it or not,its up to you :)

early february or was it later.........i did another video shoot for possibly a tv show called 'Adrenaline' but yet again the outcome of that project is still vague and i was called up by the man who's in charge said they saw my earlier vids and there's where i got working on my flourishing so i decided to call Nadzri, a friend of mine who was staying for a holiday from oz.

as we reached there,the guys were great and very professional,the set was up to standard which i heard it was used to shoot the episodes of a local tv show which was the 'Orange Room'. Two cameras were fixed and music were put on and i was asked to do some of the complex cuts i've stumbled upon,shaky nevertheless i was i able to pull some of them off, and by the way did i mention that the place was hot??my cards were warped maybe that explains my terrible performance......or i just plainly suck :)

i gotta thank Abang Aidee for suggesting me to those guys and for me that was a great opportunity in my card life.

recently joined the gulintangan club and funny thing i went in as one of the 'seniors' in the group which was ironic coz i didnt know how to play a single damn gulintangan instrument. So i just act casual and introduced myself as the second bassist. so full of shit. but atleast i had fun...

so far thats what i can remember and the statement 'ignore the rest' or 'fuck that' probably answers your question of how's my life been going so far.

// therefore; the jack of spade is gay

2009

should start of by the event of the week which is absolutely dull. After the holidays which was spent like SHIT on rotting in my room,going here and there,but it wasnt that bad despite the fact that i had so many essays to complete. As the school reopens i hadnt finished even a tiny bit of work and Mr.Cynical is starting his labelling job pointing out the baldy sitting at the back of sociology class -_-"



we're resuming the play "a View From the Bridge" supposably premiered to the lower sixes this term. Nevertheless a great comeback from the nothingness.

//therefore;e=mc2