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I have officially passed all my papers which means that I have graduated from Massey University with a degree in business studies majoring in International Business. Alhamdulillah, I could not have done it with all the prayers from my family and friends. Graduating means I am back for good, won't have to be away from my family, my friends, my Malaysia, my Aslina. It has been a blessed year 2009, tough but rewarding in the end.


I was thinking of changing the blog name and layout and stuff...but I think I'll keep everything for now. I feel the title still serves its purpose for now, (meaning I am too lazy to change everything..heh). 


Life, as I said has been good. Back home for good, after 3 years abroad. Despite most people asking, if I would be bored re-entering working life, I am enjoying it more now after realizing being a student is working hard without getting paid. Its easier I guess, in terms of you have fun most of the time, and work hard for exams and assignments, but at the end of the day, I feel that I have reached a point where I wanna earn my keep another way, through working, and trying my very best not to bother Mak about financials. Its time to grow up. 


I have started working already, continuing for now with Louco Media, a multimedia design company in Ara Damansara. Actually have been working commission based for the past year, but now its full time, full on with Louco. Anyone needs our services please feel free to contact me ya? design, photography, corporate videos, events and consulting. 


Insyallah, me and the family will travel to New Zealand in May for my graduation ceremony, so have to save up for the airfare and the accommodation. Need to plan the trip carefully so everything will flow accordingly...will get on it soon.  


Just thought I would update a bit since the last post was left hanging for some, but most readers of this blog would already know the outcome. 




Later people

The Uncertainty

To date, it has been 2 weeks since I have been back in Malaysia, and as amazing it has been, there still is that uncertainty that has been playing around in my mind. I came back before my results are out, results that will determine my plans. I have checked MyMassey twice now, in anticipation of maybe at least one grade pooping up to ease my worries, but nada...

and its the final month...

Its October. Finally, its my last month insyAllah as a student of Academics, because as they say, you never stop being a student after you leave school. I am excited to go back to Malaysia to be honest. I know most of you would say "apa bender lah kau Shah...Malaysia jugak kau nak..". Yes, I want Malaysia, because I am Malaysia. Many would say its bad now, with the politics and the crime and bad economy, the weather, the inconsiderate people. But, hey, if we Malaysians don't wanna live in our own country, who would? If we aren't willing to do something about it...who would?. Anyways, pardon my few sentences of ranting, but too many have said the same things, which are undeniably true, but why run away when we should stay and make things better. hehe

I have 2 assignments more to go, and a test, then its just counting the days to the end of October for my exams. I have started to pack a couple of bags, and hope to send them back ahead of my flight soon. Apart from that, I need to sell a few of my possessions, some unwanted, some required to help me last this final month. I am trying to sell them to friends, but it is hard at this stage, as not only myself are low on finances, especially in the closing months of the semester. I just hope everything falls into place, and get my stuff sorted before we have to move out of Marne St.

Someone asked me, "tak sedih ker bulan-bulan terakhir kau?". I actually at this moment have no straight answer for that, but leaning towards a "No". I have had friends that have left for good, who try their hardest not to go back to Malaysia. They love it here. I just like it here. Malaysia has so much more meaning to me. I know most of you would say, "eleh, ader awek skarang mesti lah Malaysia ader more meaning". I agree, she has given more meaning, but Malaysia just fits me better, the air I breathe is more sweeter in Malaysia, smog and smoke and heat and humidity runs through my veins. Clean air, cold winds just makes me ill too many times, haha. I can safely say cold weather..I had enough. Only vacations after this, no more living through it.

I can say that, I will miss this country. How can I not. I have grown so much over the past 3 years. The laughter and tears and evolving mentally will always be remembered. Friends I have made, Malaysians and from other countries, I will cherish. I know this post is somewhat pre mature. There would be every chance that I would not pass one paper, and have to eat my words, hehe..but i'm pretty confident that would not happen, insyAllah.

I will try and post something before I really leave.

In other news, my nephew will be a month old in a couple of days. So here are pictures of him....




The bottom right picture is probably the only picture I have seen him actually opening his eyes. Heh. Comel gak ah budak nih.

Later People

Untuk Raiyan Azzim

After months of eagerly waiting, finally my first ever nephew was born on the 3rd of September 2009. He is named by his parents, my abang and kak linda, Raiyan Azzim. Syukur Alhamdulillah, he is healthy, the mother is healthy, our family is truly blessed.

Meet Raiyan Azzim bin Ozidin...



He is very the fair, like his mother. At present time, i think he looks very much like Kak Linda, putih dan bulat. hehe. I for one was actually worried for the two, as complication after complications came, due dates were pushed forward and back. So for my nephew, my first of many acts of affection for you, and since I am not there to greet you in person, this is my present.. Nazarku untuk kamu...




(to readers, sorry for the ugly bald headed me, look away...look away)

now our hair the same length..hehe

To Mak, Kak Yang and Abang..It has always been the four of us for the longest time, we are truly blessed that in a year, our family has grown by two. Caya-lah Kak Wati !...hehe. May god continue to bless our family.

Raiyan, i'll be back soon to teach you football, because your Abah is kakibangku for real. hehe. Kidding abang,...

Hasta Luego

yes, this is technology

If i remember correctly, the first piece of gaming tech that i marveled at was the atari. At the time, i thought it was the greatest thing in the world. I was 4.

It really is mind blowing when you think what can be accomplished with technology these days. Everything is getting smaller and smaller. I just read that there is a 128 gb pen drive. Its massive when just maybe 10 years ago we were only dealing in mega bytes.

Only recently, i downloaded final fantasy 7 on my psp. To those who doesn't know, it was played on a PSone. It used to be that it could only be played on that PSone console, connected to a tv obviously. But now i can play it on the go, anywhere whenever on the PSP, which is something that still till now, makes me think about how technology has evolved.

Even now, phones are not just meant to be used for calling. Over the years, it has been a camera, a radio, a cd player, and now, it is becoming more common that a phone can do all that and more. Internet can be accessed from virtually anywhere, even this post is updated from a mobile phone.

Makes me wonder, what's next??

So...

Before anyone says "update please"...and other comments seangkatan dengan-nya..

But I actually feel like writing something anyways. heh

It's been 4 weeks into the new semester, and Alhamdulillah everything has been going smoothly. I have only 2 days of classes for this semester, having a long weekend, as I have no class on Monday, Wednesday and Friday. I actually hate having too much time, because I tend to not do anything on those free days, not even have fun. Those weekdays I usually wake up and get stuck between having fun and doing work and end up doing nothing except clean. Clean my room,. do laundry, do the dishes...haha...anything to pass the time.

I have officially sold my car that has been a good servant for 3 years. This means I have to take the bus to uni on tuesdays and thursdays. I really don't mind, I kind of like it because I know I won't be getting on a bus back home in Malaysia, i'd rather walk to be honest, and I did and have done so a few times when I couldn't borrow mak or kak yang's car. The buses here are free for students, and add to that the money I save from renewing the registration and warrant of fitness, I could probably get a treat for myself before I go back home.

I went in to RedEx again, you know the place that I have been doing one off jobs at. Jobs at RedEx are normally really easy, but tedious and annoying to do because the boss is somewhat IT "blind" and he asks me to come in and fix the same problems, most of which he creates and re creates himself. Sometimes I feel guilty..sometimes, charging him for the same things, but I have justified that with me walking to work from home, which is 20 minutes away from RedEx. Also, I am working towards a new phone, so any extra income is welcome.

Besides that...

I have been thinking a lot about human behavior lately. How great god is that god is able to create so many different personalities and weaknesses in each life form. I have been wondering about evil people. I think that everyone has evil thoughts somewhere in thier mind, and I think the real psychos let those thoughts out and act on them. Murderers, rapists...I really wonder what goes through their minds when they do such evil things...or they themselves don't even know what they're thinking and doing?

Sorry for those dark thoughts...

So...

people i know but have never talked to..

My pre-college years are the years that people have seen me as sombong or pendiam. Somehow or rather, they know me, my name, and I know their name but I have never had conversations with them. This does not only apply to my peers, it also applies to family members.

Through the wonderful social networking tool that is facebook, my niece from my half sister added me up. She is the same age as me (actually she's a whole month older than me to be exact). Its not one of those jejak kasih situations, where I have not met her ever, I have, and I do meet her almost every year since I could remember during Hari Raya. Haven't seen her or that side of the family for a while since It has been 2 Hari Raya's and another coming since I celebrated Raya here in New Zealand. Well the point is that, I have never spoken to her ever in a full conversation, probably an occasional Hari Raya greet, but never a full on conversation. Its probably me, being very shy during those occasions that I do meet them once a year, my nephews and nieces from my half siblings, which I told her should change next time we meet.

There are also ex high school peeps that I haven't spoken to but somehow know who they are. Well probably thats normal, a loser in high school knowing who the cool kids are. But anyways, one of them, Jeng, who I remember Iylia always repeating her name Jeng NurAzrina, (I found that he has that habit of repeating names yang sedap sedap...macam Meqsu Aslina, even before I met her and became me novia hehe..) said hey on facebook chat. She started with hello, and asked immediately "kenal tak?", and I replied, kenal, tapi tak pernah borak. haha. She said it was probably because I was sombong, which is not uncommon, as many of my friends, including my close ones today, says that had a sombong face in high school. I just never gave my face any thought really, never knew people were paying attention to my face. haha

These two situations made me realize that it really was silly of me not conversing with mutual friends, or distant family members, and I know I would never shy away now. I think being away definitely helped me develop that part of me that has always been lacking, the confidence to meet new people and converse with them and hope for further conversations in the future.

Later amigos..

Yes, It happened in Palmy

Bersatu Games 2009 was held in Palmerston North from the 6th to 9th of July. Yes, It happened in Palmy. Due to the efforts of Iylia and Rahmat, Bersatu Games 2009 was a success in the eyes of not only us, MUMSA, but also got heaps of praise from the other contingents. I give a standing ovation to the those two, who I am proud to call my friends. I sincerely say that the games success were due to mostly thier efforts however modest they would be and give credit to the whole association. I am one who feel that I could have done so much more to aid my friends in thier time of need, but thank god, the event went well. I cannot say yes when people come up to me and ask me, "wahh, lega la kau lepas ni, boleh tido..". I don't deserve to say yes to that, because frankly, I did sleep. Only Iylia and Rahmat and a handful of others deserve to answer those questions with a "yes".

Bersatu Games 2009, a fairly smaller event compared to the previous years I have been to in terms of contingent participation. This year, we see a collaboaration with UMNO and Petunia, as well as CMSA and Petsoc, which reduces the number of participating contingents by 2. Also, we did not get any representatives from WUMA as well as Lincoln University, which again reduces the number by 2. Bersatu Games 2009 only got 6 contingents.

Alhamdulillah, the weather was good despite a few brief moments of showers, in general, it was good. The only sport that was effected by the rain was basketball, which was promptly dealt with, when smooth running of the Sepak Takraw event finished early, which left an opening for basketball to be played inside.

This year, it is not only the year that Bersatu Games is hosted in Palmy, but MUMSA has made history by coming in second overall for the first time ever. Last year, we were estatic when we won our first gold, but this year, it has been really unbelievable, when MUMSA's name got called for almost all the sports, meaning winning a medal for that event. Even for handball, when we got first place, It was unreal, coz we only trained once. (I apologize to all that got pushed around by me during handball, thats the way i've played with the handball club in Massey, I sincerely do apologize)

Anyways, all of MUMSA are now down with coughs and colds, I guess due to all the cheering and the sleepless nights. I'm gonna make this post on Bersatu Games 2009 short and sweet because the event was short and sweet.

Yes, It really happened

random thoughts to fill the void

As my sayang would say..."Oh my goodness!"

I have been the most inactive in my short period that I have blogged. I realized that I have only posted 6 entries this year. At the rate I am going, I will definitely not surpass the previous year's statistic of 17 posts. I haven't had writers block per say, I have loads to write about, but I have had people say I have overstepped the line of jiwangness as of late, and although I am not forcing anyone to read my posts, I would understand why, and I myself would comment the same thing if I was reading my own posts. As a result, I found that I over think what I write, and becomes something pretty unreadable, and most of my posts are left as drafts, and unposted, and probably rightly so.

So, I have been again been bombarded (takder ah bombarded pun) by close friends and family, with questions of why aren't there any updates. "Biler nak update?"..."Update lah blog yg bersawang kamu itu..."..."takder post baru ker?". Looking back at my older posts, I have wrote mostly about my activities with MUMSA, maybe thats why I have less un-jiwang things to write about. I feel really bad not helping Iylia out more when I could have.

So its winter here in the southern hemisphere, and I am not liking the cold weather. I know, practically everyone says that "i rather be cold than hot,"...but i seriously do not like freezing. Its better to sweat, at least I lose some weight...haha. With this dislike of the cold weather, also makes me think of home, of the people...and the food. Again "Oh my goodness!", i've been wanting pisang goreng for the longest time, and keropok lekor, and eating late supper at one of the mamak's or ayaq bu.

I have also been dreaming of futsal....ahh that cage like haven for football players that are pretty talentless when it comes to a full 11 a side field match. Within those cages, dreams of emulating your favourite players are actually reachable...

I called Hafiz couple of days ago. Its good to talk to him after 2 months or so, so updates were aplenty. Alhamdulillah, all updates are happy updates, some of em even downright funny. HAHA. Wedding bells, or maybe more appropriately kompang beats, have hit the kakibangku crew. I am trying and hoping that I would get back in time for one of my close friends wedding. He's probably the first really close friend that is gonna get married, and I really wouldn't want to miss that day and share the joy.

For the past two months I got 2 one off jobs at a real estate company. First job was to create a short introductory video, which was great, because I like creating videos, which got me 150 NZD, not bad, should have charged more....and the second job was just to reformat the boss's laptop, which I charged 150 NZD, which is kind of high considering it was an easy job, even easier than the video job. Those jobs helped a bit with the groceries. The boss is a nice guy, and InsyAllah, more jobs will come from that company.

Bersatu games is literally 5 days away from the posting of this entry. This year, it hasn't been something that is greatly anticipated like the previous years. First year, Iylia had already briefed me on BERSATU, and I was excited at the prospect of the games. Last year, It was more exciting, because the team/ contingent grew, and for me hopes were higher. There was a real spirit within the club. This year, we're hosting it, and we should be proud of that. I think its the thought of organizing, that makes us less focused on winning and worrying wether or not the games will run smoothly...well thats what i think.

Well, I hope after BERSATU, i'll have something more interesting to write...and in more frequency. Till then i bid you adios,

hasta luego amigos

Terjun

! Hola,

So last Tuesday, me, Saf, Ezim, Haizat and Harris drove up to Lake Taupo for a road trip. We left Palmy at around 11 AM, yes, quite late for a road/day trip, but hey...kata bujang-bujang semua, kind of..hehe. Anyways, most of you, by you I mean my friends who read this blog, would already know the main reason for the trip was that me and Saffy could go skydiving. Yes, skydiving. 15000 Ft, of pure expensive fun..haha.

When we arrived, me and Saf went to the counter to register, and opted for the silver package, which included the DVD, pictures, a t-shirt and a jump from 15000 Ft. One of the variables that you had to fill in was your weight, which I confidently thought was 85, so I put down 85. Hahaha. Didn't know that we had to really weigh ourselves....and it turned out to be more than 85. Mader Ef tul..

We waited for another 20 minutes before they called us to suit up in those skydiving suits that you usually see people who skydive wear. I honestly at this point was really calm, and really didn't know what to expect. When I did the bungee jump in my first year, this moment, the calm before the storm, was the time I got really nervous. But honestly, I did not feel that buzz.

After suiting up, I met the instructor who was going to jump with me. Owh, we're doing a tandem skydive, not solo ok. If I was doing a solo dive, I would literally pull that parachute string immediately after jumping out the plane. haha. Anyways, I felt confident of the instuctor, whose name is Brad Rock by the way, because he looked large and strong enough to cope with my more than 85 Kgs of weight.

Another 10 minutes passed, and we were asked to line up at the loading area. We waited for the plane to park, and one by one, we enter the plane. I was the first to enter, which means that I was the last to jump. Shit..I'd rather be the first. After all 18 of us were on board, (6 jumpers, 6 instructors and 6 cameramen), the plane took off and gradually went up and up towards the sky.

At this point, I was pretty quiet, and Brad, who was attached to me using harnesses and ropes and other safety gear, kept asking me if I was ok. I was ok, really I was, It was just the thought of me jumping out of a plane finally caught up to me. It was the thought of accomplishing another one of my all-time to do list. The fear factor has not kicked in yet. Only when they opened the door, and the cold air came in and went up my suit, did the fear really kick in. One by one I saw them jump, and finally Brad eased me up the seats, and positioned us at the exit door. A quick exit photo, and 3, 2, 1...and I was falling from the sky.

I felt like grabbing something, that reflex when a person is falling down, our body automatically reaches for something. So I grabbed my safety harness. 2 seconds after, Brad grabbed my hands and I let go, and we were free falling. I couldn't really think, I know I'm falling from the sky, and I see the cameraman in front of me. I wanted to scream, but no chance of that, the wind was blowing up at my face, and the goggles were kind of loose that made it a bit uncomfartable. But being a true poser, when the camera was in front of me, I tried my best to give a thumbs up, trying to give a smile. hahah. It was the greatest rush i've ever experienced so far in my life. Several seconds passed, then I felt a jolt upwards, and suddenly the air was calm, and I could hear myself again. He had pulled the cord and we were now parachuting down.

While we were parachuting,

Brad: "Welcome to my office"
Me: "Not a bad office to go to everyday, if I say so myself"
Brad: "Beats wearing a shirt and tie everyday"

After 2 minutes of parachuting, we landed in the landing zone. Awesome! Awesome!

Skydiving was not as scary as bungee jumping in my opinion, but skydiving is waayy more exciting. I recommend everyone to try it once in your life. Hehe.

I leave you with a video I put together to further let you enjoy my joy.

Hasta Luego Amigos

Football..yes football

"Owh no..not another football post by another football fan talking about what else...football..."

People who sees the title might think that, and hey, they're not wrong. As the title suggests, it is about football.

However, I am not going to comment on last weekends game, where Arsenal won 4-1 at JJB Stadium, or how out of nowhere Macheda saves the game for Man United yet again, or how Aston Villa fought hard to get a point at home. No, I won't, because there are countless football news sites that are dedicated to bringing you those reports.

I am however going to address the issue that in that last paragraph, I mentioned English Premier League teams, and not M-League (Liga Malaysia) teams. Football enthusiasts, especially Malaysians out there would say.. "Buat aper nak cerita pasal M-League, buang masa jer". I admit, I would be one of those people saying those exact words.

Yesterday, I watched a documentary solely directed to get views on this issue. It was made by a senior of mine is Subang Utama. It was his final year, or mid year project, i'm not sure, but project la..where he had to produce a video of some sort. His video was called Bolatendang, a documentary on why Malaysian football is not at par with the other Asian countries.

Links to the videos are the following:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KZXndWGKLIw&feature=channel_page
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yYQrVpcgNlU&feature=channel_page
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aZa1SAzZ-_I&feature=channel_page
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=etjjHtH5Ua4&feature=channel_page

(All links are from youtube user MohdZyD's collection)

After watching the video, I wanted to give my own comments on what I thought, and felt that I was also one of those people mentioned, as far as selective support goes. He mentioned that it was a fact that you would rarely see any Malaysians actually wearing the national team jersey in public, instead, countless would wear Manchester United, Arsenal, Chelsea, Liverpool...etc. I think in a way, by making it more stylish (I think the current and last Malaysian National team jerseys were quite stylish), so that more rakyat would want to wear them. Which brings us to another question, people wearing them for pride or just because its wearable in public?

Anyway, without drifting away from the main issue here, is there a question of national pride amongst the rakyat when it comes to football?

The main issues that were discussed when you watch the video are national pride, bad FAM management, not the best players selected, money and fear of failure. In my opinion, an issue that was not really addressed in the video was the fact that the parents of today do not want to let their sons play football professionally because frankly, they do not think that there is a future in football. It is different from UK, where there are more chances for youth to flourish, and if not, they would still have a decent career as a footballer in the lower leagues. Incentives are there, a promise of a livelihood is there. In Malaysia, parents would want their kids to be a professional something, other than a professional footballer.

Now it is more apparent that the excuse of Malaysians are too small physically to compete and be a force internationally is just that...an excuse. We see the best players in the world today are on average our size or smaller. Messi, Aguero, Arshavin, Walcott, Modric, all small compared to their opponents and team mates but still light up the field. There was a mention of science and football, where players can now be built made to order basically, with diet and training. Malaysia can do this starting an early age. But we go back to the same question, would parents want their children to dedicate their lives to football. Will there be a future?

I was almost in tears (cheh...sajer nak drama lebih)...when I saw clips of Arwah Mokhtar Dahari, as he split defences left right center. Thats another problem, our footballing heroes are not being put up on a pedestal as they should be. I only hear of their greatness, through my uncles and older cousins, but I have never seen them play. It is a problem because, they should be idolised the same amount or even more than Cryuff, Platini, Pele and Maradona, because they were OUR heroes. Our kids should say " I wanna grow up to be like Mokhtar Dahari".




Tell me after seeing how he plays, that its not similar to the other greats of yesteryear. Where was youtube when i was growing up? I would definitely aspire to want to play football like him.

Seeing that this post is looking a wee bit on the long side, I better say my last few thoughts on the matter. Whats the matter with our Malaysian football? It's not that we lack the quality because we're as good as any other Asian country and can compete. Its not the physical side, because games can be tailored according to the team. It really is our pride that gets the best of us. Its an abundance or in short supply, its never just enough. We get to a period of good patches where we play great football, and we start to forget. When we are down and out, we struggle to pick our heads up.

We are a country that celebrates successes, but does not support enough when we failed. Media bashes the team when they lose, and yes it happens everywhere, but everywhere, support is still there, and the team has the mental toughness to pick themselves up. I for one will try to change my attitude towards football, because no offense to bowling and shooting, I want Malaysia to succeed in Football too.

ZyD bro, if you're reading this, great video and hope its ok if I link the videos here.

Give Malaysian Football a chance, there's proof that its possible.

What it does to people..

Firstly, I'd just like to say that I just drank a mixture of hot chilli powder, cayenne pepper, black pepper, lime juice, mustard, mayonaisse, bbq sauce, chilli sauce and taco sauce after losing at UNO. WTF? UNO of all games to lose at. I am proud to say i did not puke, but currently perut and anus berasa pedas. Heh.

Rindu. A feeling that a person gets when he or she longs for another person, persons, place, or thing. That was a definition by me, and not by any dictionary. Like love or hate, it must be a very popular feeling, because there are a shit load of songs that have the theme of missing someone, or have the word "rindu" in the title. "I don't wanna MISS a thing", "I MISS you", "Bila RINDU", "Benci tapi RINDU"..hehe...you get the picture.

Anyway..missing someone for me has much more significant meaning these days because of my novia. I mean, i've missed many people before, my family, especially my mak and opah, my malaysia, my kakibangkus, but having that feeling after getting together with my novia, I find that there are different degrees of RINDU.

RiINDU make you sad sometimes, but also sometimes make you work harder to be with whomever or whatever you are missing. It makes you daydream, and stare out into nothingness, leaving your world behind and flying off in your mind towards the object of that you are missing. For the most cases, RINDU makes you appreciate that person or persons or place or location so much more..heh

Estoy pensando siempre en tu mi bohemoth...

I leave you of an image of a typical person staring out into nothingness, mind somewhere else...when missing someone...

Hasta Luego

Kakibangku goes RED

As much as I will be saddened by writing this, and i will show you later why......I feel its my duty as a member of Kakibangku to report this...and also because I want to write something, hehe

Kakibangku FC has gone through its third evolution in its long history, and has now evolved to total REDness. This third installment of defining Kakibangku identity features an Adidas jersey instead of the previous two Nike jerseys. I can safely say, that with that change, there is also an evolution in terms of member demographics...(hehe...mentang-mentang baru buat assignment guna word demographics, nak gak letak kat sini...haha). Not less than 50 people ordered the jersey this time around, which shows how much Kakibangku have grown over the years. What started as the word to define a "sense of belonging" for a group of high school friends, later became THE word to define them. New friends that join in lepakking with us, actually refer us to Kakibangkus, and many have stayed on with us to call themselves Kakibangkus as well.

As stated above, the new jersey is an red Adidas jersey with white trim. The unique design prompts simplicity on our part, and our in house designer Syadzwan duly delivered. The Kakibangku emblem is situated on the left of the Adidas logo, slighty magnified to bring balance to the jersey. At the back, there is the name and player number printed using the current Adidas font and number used by international teams sponsored by Adidas. The new feature this time around is the gold KAKIBANGKU situated just below the collar. This jersey encompasses modern design with classic simplicity.

I logged on to facebook a few hours back, and I see this photo posted....


I found out that they had their first match with the new jersey. Its bad enough that i'm not in that picture, but they won the match 12-0!! WTF? that would have been a good match to be part of. Adehh..sedih, sedih. But anyways, i'm happy for the boys..great show, and hope the streak continues with this new jersey.

Oh well, I guess the number 4 will have to wait and be patient...

Hasta Luego Amigos

Fuyoo...only 5 days and a new post..

I've been reading a few other blogs of mostly friends but some strangers and been wanting to write something intelligent and profound as their posts are. Sadly, I have nothing of that calibre at this moment, and will instead write about something else.

The something else is Saturday, where MUMSA joined the festival of cultures selling Malaysian food. I was assigned (let's say assigned and not ordered), to help by transporting the food from the halls where it was cooked by the tireless women of MUMSA, to the square where it was to be sold. I asked Ezim to help out, and at 9.15 AM we started doing the job.

When we arrived with the food, there were already a number of people there at the square, mostly delivery guys like us, unloading their food or merchandise. MUMSA's booth was located between the Bengalee and Pakistani societies booths. Upon arriving, the booth was already set to go, and was just awaiting for the food to be presented. (As I am writing this, I just realised my novia won't read this, coz this is kin\d of a report..haha). Other MUMSA volunteers were already there most donning the white MUMSA t-shirt as shown below. The top guys had planned the day well, deploying almost 10 promoters armed with flyers to promote the booth, and help raise money fotr the Bersatu games coming up.Everything went well. with the weather and sales, and the top people tell me that the outcome was good, which is all good.



The day was topped off with a great meal prepared by Saffy's mom, who came and visted him for the week. Nasi Dagang was great, and the achar, which was probably the most perfect achar I ever tasted, was a great way to top off the days event.

Ok, now to finish up the last part of my assignment...

Hasta Luego mi amigos

I know, I know its been a while...

There have been many (many is actually just 2 people by the way) who follow or check this humble blog of mine that has been asking me why isn't there any new posts. Okay, that sums up my rustiness in writing, because I think that first sentence seems wrong somehow.

Anyhoo..despite telling myself I don't have anything interesting to write about, well nothing that would interest my readers (eleeh...readers...macam la got people read this blog other than myself mostly..haha)...there are actually a few things to write about. Firstly, Abang got married, alhamdulillah, and I couldn't ask for a better sister in law...and they're already pregnant! I'm so very happy for them, and looking forward to my first nephew or niece to pop out, and influence that baby to grow up and support Arsenal. hehe

Secondly, If you've read the previous two post before this one, you might have sensed that there was something fishy going on with me, well not fishy, but wierd?? Let's just say, that everything went well, feelings were expressed and now I'm happy as a hamper...or is it camper?...or is that the wrong expression used?

These past few months back here in ol' Palmy North has been different in the sense that I am kind of anti social and more doing school work than MUMSA work, which I feel people within are taking it like I'm turning my back on the club, and putting a masam face, which is really just a facade to throw them off actually, because i'm the kind that will be obligated to help my friends, so i'm just doing that masam face so they don't ask, so I don't have to do it.....pelik kan? I know.

The only shining light these days are my new flatmates, who keep me company, and my "novia" who keeps me calm everyday. My "novia" knows the whole story, and keeps me sane and happy, and It sucks that she's not here, but thankful that I have her to count on and to talk to. Miss her loads and loads and loads. I used to think...those people in relationships exaggerate their "rindu" but I know now i'm admittedly wrong. Oh and thats the reason why i'm a bit reluctant to add new posts, coz I know i'll talk about my "novia" a lot...and don't want to bore people with obvious things. haha. I will try to write other stuff as usual.

So I feel better now that this blog has been updated at last....hehe...it won't be another 3 month gap, I promise.

On another note, I've been reading this blog who calls himself penyagak...who I actually know in person, and I think his posts are damn funny.

anf oh...I finally realised one of my dreams, which is to learn the spanish language. Doing it as my elective this semester. So Hasta Luego mi amigos