Stuck In The Realm of Growth

It has been a long while since I've updated this blog. Honestly, the last post was on 26th of August, that's like half a year back. Nevertheless, I have returned. 

It was quite a rough journey to this post. The moments faced together as I prepped myself for my final face-off with against the SPM examinations. It was a memorable moment with my buddies. Forgive me for not having many pictures on this paragraph as I didn't have much time during the exam week itself. 

After all the twists and turn from the examination, comes the emotional period - no puns intended - where we, the brothers of Vasilios, would go on our separate paths. It wouldn't be true if they say men do not shed tears. But as a fellow friends would say;

"Men cry not for themselves, but for their comrades"

The quote itself brings a whole new meaning to the term friendship. I've learned to cherish more than just the moments, but also to cherish the presence of those who are close to us. The moment arrived and we bid our final farewell.

The Brotherhood

Then, I've witnessed my migration from the West Coast to the East Coast. That was a far move from my old home. So then I was busy with the moving. I will not rant much about this here.

Next, it was my birthday on the 10th of January. So, that's not much to talk about since I practically did nothing much on my day. To be honest, there's nothing much I could do here in Terengganu.

One of my friends told me that life is all about moving on. I guess so it's true, since I feel that I'm getting older and this gut feeling is telling me to stop eating rice and move on to bread. 

So, officially this is my first post of 2013. 

'Till then.

Interlude!

Well, after a while, I really needed to try an express this feeling in such a way, that isn't really cool but it should be great. So here goes nothing.

The legend of Excalibur, a deep story, unfathomable by many, binds with a drop of pure Vasilios, the royal blood, able to cure even the darkest curse, forms an unbreakable bond creating an unstoppable power, feared even mountains tremble in cold fear.

Well, that's good for starters. Expect a sequel to come =)

'Till next time

School's out?

It was just like yesterday, when I step out of school thinking that it was my last day there. And then a few more days later I'll embark to Perak. Time really flies when you are having fun....

Deja vu!!!

The finesse art of Music

Since I was a young boy, I've always listened to the sounds that passed by my ears. There's a saying stating that "where ever you go, music is all around you". Yeah, and I suppose somebody's fart being a melodical tune to listen to...

Speaking of music, I've taken very deep interest in this particular field. Yep, music is life. No doubt about it. Oh yeah, and Islam too! Don't forget religion. Back to the topic, music has made a deep crater into me, it has given me a gift that not every living soul on this beautiful planet would own. The gift of enjoying music. Thank you God and thank you music for being here!

We might enjoy the sounds of splashing waves by the shore, we might enjoy the sounds of the birds chirping, we might enjoy the sounds of the breeze rushing past by our ears, and we might enjoy the sounds of cars stuck in a dense traffic jam, and we call it MUSIC. Its what it is, subjective as you might say. Not all people would like the same songs. For instance, Muse is an alternative rock band and I love it, and Wonder Girls is a K-Pop group, and Maher Zain with his religious tunes. But, its BAD (yes, its bolded) to judge somebody's opinion on a song or a band..

See, I told you...

So, please understand that its not wrong to love music but it is pure wrong to judge music unless its a bad piece of record such as racist, drug abuse, religionist, sex stuff etc. Its not gonna be a way of life. Its just a hobby. Yes, a hobby. Just like collecting stamps or playing video games.

It's fine!!!

Damn, hiatus....

After all these years, I never thought that my 15th year would be hellish enough. Exams after exams, this is way beyond my brain could handle.

But hey, look at the bright side, its all over...

Just wait and see bloody exams, 0812 is still waiting...



BTW, @Rifqi, @Faiq, @Afi, korg dg x mamat producer dlm vid ni tu kutuk Bilnk 182?

A bit tensed...

After a while with our Custodians, we were abit off to the edge due to the fact that a lot of crappy stuff have been publicized to our school thus tarnishing our precious 0812 (refer last post) ...

Well, the story started like this. *flashback starts*

Such a lovely/creeepy view.
Brings me bad memoirs...

One morning, it was Saturday so it was darned inspection day. My dorm passed with sparkling colors *literally* so we went down for our weekly assembly in the room *snicker*. It was all normal until one of our Custos announced this particularly intruiging story. Well, we were not suprised our warden stood up and said "This must be brought forward to the Vice Principle of Student Affairs" and then BOOM it was like something out of the ordinary because cases are once in a green moon.. This wasn't the catch yet, after a week or so, one of the 'mulut tempayan'ed custodian spread the story. The whole school is now 'usha slack' towards 0812, including the teachers. This brings a very ******* effect towards us....

This is a picture that I took after the assembly,
it eased my tense abit...