Footprints on the Moon

Today, I was blog hopping.
From friend to friend.
From friend to aquaintence.
From aquaintances to the random.

Through all that, like I've stated in my previous post, that alot of blogs are actually just empty. Just meaningless meager rants. All circulating about superficial stuff. I admit, my blog falls under that category too.

One by one, I read their posts, left a comment on the celebrated tagbox, and exed the tab.

Till I reached the end of the line.

Here I sat, On a green plastic chair, topless, unshowered at 3pm out of laziness that comes on weekends. Mind you, I don't make it a habit to remain unshowered. And My mood a little bubbly, without a care in the world, but if any, it would be my tummy's cries for something to digest.


Then as I read the post on my friends blog, emotion changed. Hunger disappeared, the annoyance for the heat of my room vanished and the earphones blugged into my ears seemed to cease funtioning. I just felt numb.

There in front of me, lay the layout of an old friends blog. There was one post, it was a birthday wish post. But not like any others you've seen on alot of youths' blogs, no.

The first 3 words of the birthday wish post were

"In Loving Memory"

Do you get what I'm getting at?

The birthday girl, passed away the previous year.
I knew not who she is, but somehow the full reality of it bothers me.

Before I get ahead of myself, Give this a thought:
We're living in the 21st century; technology's abundant.
People seem to even complain that broadband connections like Streamyx is too damn slow.

So we've reached that point in time.
So how many of you DON'T have an online profile?
Let it be Facebook, Twitter, Friendster or Myspace,
where I'm from, if you have access to internet, you have one.
And where I'm from, almost everyone has internet.

So now, if you're wondering what feeling came over me, imagine the scenario above. But lets use a little imagination. I would prefer to divert away from the late birthday girl, since I don't know her and I'm afraid I might offend others.

But think, every one of you obviously has an inner circle. A group of friends you hold dear.
But what if this happens: what if one of them,
dies.

Nobody can predict when we're meant to leave this world.
In the event that happens, those who remain, of course would suffer loss.

Then again, would the one who left us, really leave us?
What they left behind:
blogs, facebook, friendster, myspace.

Can you imagine how weird it is to view them once their gone?

The words on the walls, the comments on photos, the imprint of their personality and the rants on their blogs sticks there forever in cyberspace.

They would still sound so alive. As if they just posted that comment yesterday. As if that "What's on your mind" was just "posted 17 minutes ago".

How can those who are in denial truly move on, if once visited, the words their friends or familys on blogs and the rest, given life, sound as if they were right there on the other end of the net, on somebody elses computer. When in truth, "Alam Barzhah", Heaven and Hell, don't have internet.

Their disconnected.

So I'm wondering, how would you go about this?
Would you prefer the to ease the suffering and sorrow of loved ones, by terminating every one of your ties, deleting every softcopy of you on the net,
or to leave them there for all eternity?

You call the shots, it's like leaving behind a will.

So how many people know your username and password?
Even if everyone knows how to access your account, doesn't mean they'll delete it.
Deleting it, in their concscience would be an offense to your memory.
Like throwing away a late loved ones diary.

Honestly, truth be told, even I don't know what I'm getting at.
It just got me thinking, and I felt that I somehow needed to get you guys something different to think about.


Like batteries, my initials are AA.
like batteries, I've run dry.
I'll be seeing you.

How I Seized Last Sunday

"Aza, are you cold?"
"Sejuk ke Aza?"

If you're curious, put yourself in my shoes, (or rather my outfit) last Sunday for SMK Seafield's IU day, and everyone would be asking you the same thing!

Anyway,


as SMK Seafield tradition has it, if it's April, it's time for IU. Always done by 2 clubs. Leo, and Interact. and almost always with utter consistency a week before hari sukan.

So Leo did theirs last Sunday at Summit Grand Ballroom, like last year. Apa cerita Interact punya IU? WELL, I don't know.

The Ticket to Carpé Diem

I got lovely seats again this year, front row seats. thanks to XingSan for booking so early, and also that everyone had the common sense to pay up early. Not that it mattered actually, since the only instances I actually spent at my table were when it was time to eat, and.. er yeah, when it was time to eat, that's all.

Hmm...

So, would you think it's actually a waste of money, If I said that one of the main reasons I attended was just so I could stretch my Ellie's legs?

Ok, lol. That sounds totally wrong and off topic. Hold up, lemme clear things up for ya.
Ellie, is a lens. Spefically, its a Canon EF 70-200mm f/4L USM lens.



Why I named it Ellie? Because it has an L in it? Duhh.. Umhmm, all praise my genuine creativity! Okay well not to brag or anything, I'm just telling you guys this because mainly all the photos I got during IU was seen through her eyes. or glass. whatever. So in which case I guess the metaphore I used earlier is somewhat inapropriate.

So well I mainly came to just have a good time to with friends. IU's these days are beginning to get rather cliché to me. But whn you go with the right people, anything becomes fun. If you would actually bother to refer to my post on The Dawn of Festivals last year, then you'd see that this year there wasn't that much difference. There's always a comically amusing sketch and dances and performances, food, and ultimately, the very anticipated dance floor.

To me, the only big difference this year was, the bands suck this year. I dunno, maybe it wasn't entirely their fault, just that the audience.. well, I dont't know.. GOT UP AND STARTED WALKING AROUND while they were performing made the whole experience.. Un-.. whats the word. Gah, I can't find the right word. Bottom line not many performances caught my attention like last years Privacy.

It could be that, or it could be that, also unlike last year, I wasn't performing this year. ( Not saying I'm that awesome or anything. BUT- I guess the atmosphere just isn't the same. When you know your performing and you're up next, everything seems tense. Last sunday, just seemed.. Loose.

The most Notable bands of the night, that I actually found entertaining, were familiars from last year,

Last Minute.
Consisting of Debbie, KeeWei, ChietChun, HanShen, and ZhenBon


And the form 4 band, Straight4ward I think they called themselves.
I liked their song choice. Good for a party.


And if you're on the slightly melancholic lovey dovey mood. You would've liked Emirul's performance.



The Slit-Eyed Siblings were, I also liked.


They did Estrella's "Stay", which is one of my favs!

Fir and the guys maintained their state of subtlety.


***

Alright!

Diverting the attention away from the stage, and back to the audience:

Beginilah Suasana pada hari itu.

Audience played a part in the night too, as did I! I totally was caught of guard when my ticket was called up for the lucky draw.

What did that win me? A coupon for free starbucks. WOOh Pee.

As always, let's not forget the best dressed *cough* (most popular) award. You guys remember who won right?

The birthday girl herself. And Justin. (With her help) ;P

And let us not forget that poledance she threw for us eh?

After what seemed like timeless, and ive probably forgotten the sequence of events by now, the lids were lifted off the containers on the banquet table and food was served. Well, it was self service actually.


You guys better be careful, you'd never know when your candid expression might fall under the gaze of my EOS 400D. Like how it befell Leonie!



Well to cut to the chase, mainly people just come to IU dress up fancy and camwhore with friends. Girls wanna show of some skin while applying an inch thick layer of makeup and guys just want eyecandy. Better keep your eyedrops ready, you'd probably forget to blink.

So, like everyone else, I have my share.
(If you want, visit my facebook to view the full album! Link's to the right! W)






As seen in most of my pics, the ones who made my day were buddyboys like Pawan, Pravin, Firdaus, Ariff, and Azzim Jo. As for girls, banyak sangat lah.. you guys know who you are :D



Oh, and for the guys, I'd think most of them would find the somewhat explicit dance group from USJ13, memorable.


As for the ladies, don't get grossed out or envious or whatever you feel like feeling just yet! The tables turned Oh, too soon.

Meet the Pussy Dolls

Vulgarity is their middle name.
Swinging dick's their game.

Well, Seafieldians being Seafieldians; they loved that stuff.
But what else do they love?

A DANCEFLOOR!


aighte, personally, i'm not that much of a party goer, so I didn't even bother shaking to the beat this time around.

Plus, I had expensive gear that needed my attention.
As for those who DIDN'T or forgot to take care of their belongings after being summoned by the spell of the dancefloor.. tough luck. You guys sure had a harsh ending to the night. Losing stuff like cellphones, purses, iPods, wallets. Don't say they didn't warn you. And it was to be expected. It's IU day, and I sympathize with your loss.

Too bad even bouncers like Paviter won't keep do-badders at bay.


p/s:Thanks to Musa for lending me his flashgun speedlite somepart in the night. Helped my photos alot!

Till something else happens over here;

Azhar Ashraf out!

Cuci Mata

How many of you actually READ blogs? And of most blogs you read, how many actually stand out? I mean, out of perhaps, 10 blogs I visit, only about 3 of them them are actually interesting. It's interesting because it's different. The other seventy percent, their just filled with rants and recaps of their days. Not saying anything's wrong with that, I mean it's a blog, its for freedom of speech and to express youself and to serve as an online journal. But sometimes, It does tend to get a tad Dull. To me, there's no point in frequently updating if the only thing a person is gonna talk about run along the same lines as

 "Hey! Today I went to Sunway Pyramid Mall, with my friends! And like, I had lunch at Kenny Roger's and OMG, they ran out of mac and cheese." 

Not pinpointing to anybody. Just metaphorically saying, it's like filling water into a bucket with a hole. You could try filling it, day in and day out, in the end, it'll just end up empty. Void of any contents. Maybe a few droplets decorating the rims.

Anyway, with that said, I'd say this post is actually just ranting. But it has some highlights, I let you see some old places in a new, different way.

Here goes.

***

Just like any other friday, I go to the mosque to menunaikan Solat Jumaat, like all muslim men.

But what to do after friday prayers?

Well, after friday prayers, I normally stick to a weekly routine of attending math tuition at etika. but, today, I just felt totally un-up to it. It's not that I malas belajar or anything. It's just that the tuitions a whole chapter behind, and the chapter just happens to be extremely easy. So studying transformations while it's already Matrices in school, I'm not too fond of that.

I actually did plan on going to tuition, but just as I slung my tuition bag over my neck, Emirul gives me a call. He's the Rugby team captain, and he was organizing a barbeque for the team and I was supposed to come too; and no, I don't play rugby, I just shoot for the team occasionaly. So I decided to help out in the preparation.

First up, we needed to get a barbeque set.

Before leaving home, I had to ransack the whole house to look for my glasses that went missing! In the end I couldn't find them, and I felt bad making Emirul wait outside so long, thus, with vision impaired, I got into his car. 

Puteri had a barbeque set, but she only got out from tuition at 3.30pm, so till then, we loitered around Summit. 

Oddly enough, this whole week I aspired to tribute something to my neighbourhood. Specifically, I wanted to take a photo of the regular place I come from, but make it dramatic. So I brought Emirul to this secret place within summit.

First off, here's to ye Seafieldians! Click the image to see the full view, who knows, you just might see Pn. Ung doing her rounds =P

In my opinion, this mamak has the best Mee and Maggi Goreng.

And for those of you who live in Indera Subang, all I can say is, your house looks like a toy from all the way up here.

And for here's one for your parents. (if they use the federal or NPE highway to get to work) You wouldn't think the road they use everyday with constant traffic jams could look like this could you?

My fav shot of the day!

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So where exactly were we?

I'll just let your curiousity run loose on how we got up there ;)

p/s: Yeah, lol dudes. For those of you who fell for it, now you know I DIDN'T get Emirul's dad to take us up in a helicopter and fly us over Subang Jaya.

The Cam Expo

Well, around the end of March, my enthusiasm for photography has really peaked. I lug around my EOS practically everywhere I go, untill my some of my friends get annoyed because they're always getting a lens pointed at them. As for the others who don't get annoyed, they're mostly camwhorers, so someone actually wanting to take a picture of them besides themselves... is a good thing!

Anyway, I only recently bought my first magazine. Hmm, okay well thats debatable, since Seafield's Minda and Tunas Sains that I used to buy in primary school were also magazines. Okay well, my first mag from a shop! So it's a Photography Magazine (Big surprise there..) called Digital Camera Magazine. It's affordable.. compared to the others on the rack. That's why I bought it. And so, upon flipping a page in February's issue, I came across this poster.

 So yeah, a noobie photographer like me, tends to get a little jakun. So I couldn't wait. Wanted to go so badly. What do I do? Well, my immediate friends aren't really into this photography stuff. So an alternative, I immediately started texting all the phoggy club people!

Annoying thing is, couldn't anybody give a straight answer? The guys, they're fine. THey just reply : "aku low on cash ah". That's fine, getting a no doesn't feel awesome, but it beats being left hanging. Like all the girls I ajak.

All the words being replied by them, can be cut short into two words, which I never knew could be so frustrating.

"See first"

It gives you this hope, and at the same time, it gives you this sense of insecurity since it's not confirmed.

Girls. Troublesome.

In the end, come saturday, everyone bailed out on me. So here I was worked up to go, and with nobody to go with.  

***

IKEA's meatballs are awesome!

***

I did go eventually, thanks to WeiMunds willingness and curiousity to experience public transports. It was just the two of us. And the experience of public transport, on the way to Midvalley, nice. on the way back, SUCKS. Malaysians have NO MERCY when tryna squeeze into an already overpacked KTM. 

And my opinion of the DCM show: Disappointing.

The so called "models" stationed at the event for photographing.. well let's just say even my friends in school look prettier.

And I expected to meet some young enthusiasts like myself, but all I met were snobbish fat old balding men with super buffed up cameras. I did meet one familiar face though, Harris. And he's a fellow Canon user too. Yay!

What sucks even more, was that there were Sooo many lenses, cheapest I saw was Rm880. And from there on out, their figures just gained an extra zero. No way is a 17 year old kid like me gonna be able to afford any of that.

Well, at least I have something nice to dream about now.

March has Doozies.

Well, it's a month closer to D-day. So what would a 17 year old candidate like yours truly do around march? Well, since I somewhat neglected to update my blog, I'll just summarize the bulk of it.

To start it off, on the 5th of March, Leo club of SMK Seafield hosted their auditions at the school hall. I wasn't auditioning, but well, I just bagged my EOS and headed for the school hall anyway. So I'm probably not supposed to say who got the auditions, so you guys would have a surprise when you arrive at Summit on the 12th of April for Carpé Diem. 

Oh yea, I took a pic of one of the dudes auditioning just because he reminded me of Chuck Bass

. 

And I also happened to meet Wei Jean there. Who I found out was a fellow Canon dslr user. She uses the Canon 1000D let's just hope I also found a photography buddy! Anyway, theres a difference. Owning a dslr and buffing it up doesn't make one a  photographer. It depends on whether you know how to create images that your mind's eye sees..  real. The camera's just a tool.

After the auditions, I wandered around the school looking for the most ideal place to shoot my Senior Page photos. Hmm, well, found some. But I won't say it here, just in case anybody wants to steal my ideas. I'm aspiring to make my class' Senior Page unique and most Awesome!

I did also get some shots of the school, have a look:

Okay, this isn't exactly a school shot, I just took it infront of school.. Oh well, what the hell.

***

Skip some days, next I went for a sleepover at Aizad's house.. again. He has a PS3.. and Resident Evil 5. So why NOT?!

And I got to see Ed again! who's just gila manja.

And upon somewhat "raiding" his fridge, I was curious how the contents of this box would taste.

The front cover said: Broccoli Juice.

***

Being on the B.O.D. of SMK Seafield's Interact club, it was made compulsory to attend this Charity Futsal event. It was a joint collaboration between us and SMKSU, SMK Bandar Sunway and SMK SS17. So well, it was held in Sports Planet. I'm not really the athlete type person. And I currently play NO sports. Bummer. So well, at least hanging out watching my school eventually bag the grand prize wasn't all that bad.

Here's a shot of Jay Han, one of the Seafield Team players after getting busted in the nuts.

Megat's back pass

Basically I just ended up taking loads of photo's of schoolboys kicking balls through protective netting. Thus, most of them turned out crappy. But those above are the decent few I managed to get. And after futsal action got dull, I focused the lens on other subjects. Such as John and Puteri, and Leonie's oh so charming victory scream face. In the end, Seafield had to go up against the 2nd Seafield Team. So the one that won was the one with Ashween in it. The one who lost, had Lionel in it. But well who cares, we made it to the finals, and it was a good game.

And the smartest idea to be suggested all day. To WALK back to USJ2 from bandar sunway. Gahh!

***

With the next event up was being MayQin's surprise barbeque birthday, I have completely lost the mood to blog as of 3am this morning. They say a photo speaks a thousand words. Let's use that to my advantage here shall we?

Two Girls One Cup Reaction vid tooken during the party with the birthday girl!

***

Went to Mydin. It had horses.

It just happened to be a Super Sweaty Seventeen!

According to this photostated piece of paper very commonly referred to as Takwim Sekolah, it just so happens that RENTAS DESA falls on February the 28th, which is on a Saturday.

So, in the mental voices of most seafieldians:
Alaa~!

okay, well the rest would be aiming for top20 placings and stuff.

But not me, nope.
I was bummed out.

Well you give it a thought, who in the world would wanna celebrate their turning to seventeen in track shorts, running shoes, a school pj shirt, prespiring along 5 kilometers of road??!

Yeah, it just so happens to be my brirthday. What luck!

Even my number seemed jinxed. To me at least.

1075

Alright, it isnt that bad, but turn it upside down and pass off the 1 as "!"

it reads SLO!

Great number to have during a running event I'd say.

***

Man, I haven't blogged for so long I don't even know how I write.
Hurmm.. let's try the story telling format.

***

My 17th brithday was practically divided into 3 parts
There wasn't any party, but hey, I enjoyed it all the same.
The day was perfect, and I spent 18 hours of the whole 28th of February with people who care
=D

The Morning

As I passed between the gates of my house, I was accompanied by Karuna and Razlan. Earlier on, I had troubled the household with a haggard search for trackshorts; Insisting that running with trackbottoms was completely leceh! The first snuff of morning air filled my nostrils and exchanged it's gases contained within it in my lungs. There was something in the air that morning that brought upon a sudden exhilaration.

As the three of us ventured down 2/5C, the cool breeze was a pleasant treat. Honestly, I was rather surprised. Either Seafield just got lucky or they really studied the weather forecast, because todays weather was Perfect. The sky was blue with a thin coat of mist. The winds were set in motion. Even the birds were chirping in glee. My spirits actually rose thanks to the weather, having it have rained every morning, and evening from Monday through Thursday. The only thing that was off place that morning, was the sight of a squirrel road kill on the road. yuck.

Upon arriving the gates of Seafield, we were opposed by Merille, who didn't let us go in thanks to these nifty trackshorts we were wearing. But well, honestly, the idea of not being able to wear shorts INTO school on Merentas Desa day is completely and utterly retarded. So well, even Merille agreed it seems. Thus after turning a blind eye we "snuck" past her and entered the premises.

In school, everything was just abit short of Bazaar Ramadhan. All it lacked were the stalls; there were kids with pinned numbers everywhere. Well, duhh, thats to be expected. Well, walking around aimlessly seemed to do us good. The three of us ended up at the gelanggang serbaguna and there, one by one we met familiar faces. First came Emirul, then came Shiva, later, Phoebe and Lavy came to wish me happy birthday! We did our warm ups, and sooner than I expected, it was time for the L1's to head for the starting line... As the guys crowded around the...

to be continued.

I'll update soon. School prep time!

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Alright here's the continuation as of March 3rd.

***

So as the guys crowded around the the tiny slit which was the opening in the gate, (why they opened the gate so small, it escapes me) like a wave being diffracted, the moment they passed through eveyone just scattered going anywhere they please as long as it meant there was oxygen.

We were all told to line up behind the makeshift starting line; two cones. Earlier than I actually expected, the go sign was given and those in front dashed for the lead. Awesome, time to get in gear. To start it off, a slow jog. Okay well, it wasn't a start off, it was a whole leg.. slow jog all the way! having trained the past 3 days, the 5km run wasn't that all tiring. Although I didn't get a placing, at least I didn't practically pancit like last year!

It was only toward the final leg that I gave a sprint burst, just because I saw Emirul and wanted to beat him, but he heard me coming, and sprinted too. In the end I was a millisecond behind him. Drats!

In school there were alot of thin people, and fit people, and athletic people; Those who actually made it before me. Those who Weren't listed above... well, they were still somewhere around the outskirts of USJ2.

Having recieved a few more birthday wishes, and some unforgettably sweaty brithday hugs, I actually felt jolly. Quenching my thirst of other peoples drinks, abit of 100 plus here, some sprite there, some plain water elsewhere, it was sort of sad to just stand, and stare.

Looking around, "this is the last time I'm ever going to have a number pinned to my front and back, wearing a baju rumah sukan that says SMK Seafield on the back" was the thought that lingered around my mind. Made me think of a teachers life, how repetitious everything must seem. Meeting different kids, sure. From the same template. Same mold. There's always gonna be that child prodigy that's maxed out in every aspect. There always gonna be a loudmouth whose just so likeable teachers and peers love them, yet others despise them. There's always a group of malay boys who bawak moto yang merempit after school. Always the group of chinese boys who get excited at the siteo f a basketball. Then there's always the chinese boys who stick to themselves and talk about games like DOTA for now, someday probably the latest mmorpg or ps3 game. And lets not forget, the group of newbies migrating from sesi petang to pagi.. those wannabe gangsters, who just love Pn. Marianni's attention, then to Pn. Ung's attention, and soon their successors.

It's stereotyping, I know. but its true. I probably forget to mention some up there anyway.

Well anyway, back to the main story, I was actually leeching of Phoebe's can of 100plus, sitting next to her on the curb, with Lavy and Razlan when Shiva came. It seems that Pravin has already ditched school right after passing the finish line, and headed for mamak. Oh well. So we got, bade farewell behind us, and evacuated school. Lavy headed for band practice. Seeing she's VP. Me? Im asst. treasurer. Well, used to be, as of today I quit. but on that day, well, lets just say I'm not the kinda guy who likes spending birthdays sweaty, running around, having a drum strapped to my belly, and being scolded by an instructor who barely knows any english because I didn't get the message he was conveying to me in jibberish.

So I made plans to go to ehsan with Shiva and Razlan. Rayvin was with Shiv, so well, he tagged along. I jogged up 2/5D, somehow. It was as if the energy release was lagged or something. I bumped into the twins, Rachel ( Stacey Tan!) and Tiffany halfway up. Then I met Hanjyun and John. Both who played truant in this little interesting school event.

When I got home, I just popped in for awhile to get the carkeys, then took my dads myvi. Oh wai, i took a shower first, cause if I were to recieve anymore hugs, either from guys or girls, sweaty or otherwise, at least I would like to be the one smelling nice.

So after the shower, I took the car, picked up Razlan, then Shiva, accompanied by a sick Rayvin. Shiva actually brought a bucket along incase Rayvin turns inside-out in my car.

Well we arrived at ehsan without any casualties. No barfing. And so conveniently a car wanted to reverse out from a parking lot just as I approached. "Today's a really perfect day", I thought. Then again, it might've only seemed perfect because I was optimistic. Well, anyway, alhamdulillah.

Judging by the plate of unfinished nasi lemak, the stain of spilled curry and dhal on the table, and a number of cups with ice savouring the last of it's solid form at the bottom, it appeared Pravin, Synna, Xingsan, Angeline, Karuna and Kimberly had already finished eating. (to hear their side of the story, refer to their blogs. Links can be found to the right!) So anyway i just sat there for awhile playing with my Yosé, since there wasn't really much to do. Owh, just a littleadd-in here, a girl sitting at the end of our table asked for number. And i gave her my namecard. Okay, so anyway, turns out there was something in need of doing. Black, found kittens and kept it in his bag. they were mommylss. And kittens cant drink cow milk. So Angie felt sorry for them and wanted to buy special formulae for them. Thus, off to taipan!

Ok, since the day was oh so perfect, I thought, maybe, just MAYBE wouldn't be a bad idea to take the car out. My parents don't let me drive to taipan. (Yeah erm, Sorry mama and ayah in case you ever read this and find out.) But well, erm, yeah.. Kittens were in danger! So it was an emergency! And i'll just state in advance, no harm came to the Myvi.

There was a little snag though, there were too many of us to fit into just one myvi. Solution: I got Razlan to get his sisters' Persona out. And we convoyed together to get tu USJ6. Since it's just a housing area, its much easier to park here instead of to park in taipan.

Somehow we got seperated while searching for a parking spot somewhere in the vicinity, but we eventaully rendevouzed with the the people who were with Razlan later on, before we crossed the road to Taipan, towards McD. From here, Everyone went to the petstore while Synna and I had a pitstop to get some McFlurry's. And guess what? The size of a McFlurry, as of, I don't really know when, was REDUCED.

Actually: Taken in Summit on a totally different day.
Pravin's hands may be slightly on the big side, but there you go; to scale with the spoon.

Well, from there, the two us caught up with the rest of the party at Kayu. There we bumped into Aqilah, Hana and Jihan and the rest of them. And Jihan was sort of over-enthusiastic telling me that she bought a new dSLR for herself. Which later on, I found out was just her friends'. I don't really get her though, she likes dSLR's to camwhore with. Aside from that though, they wished me "happy birthday!" pretty pleasantly. Twice. Once when I got there, another whilst we were leaving.

Razlan left for home, alone, around this time for reasons my head has trouble recalling at present. As for the rest of us, I wanted to check out this mamak called Nirvana. Shiva and Pravin said it was goooood. So well, we've already payed a visit to two mamak's in the morning. Why not a 3rd?

On the way to the mamak, we passed by this pet shop... well sort off. Looked kinda shabby. On the outside, it had little birds for sale. It made us all really sympathetic looking at the poor little caged-up creatures. But well, life goes on, and we continued to head to Nirvana.

There's always an odd one around

While chowing down on nowhere-to-be-found-but-Malaysia mamak food, turns out Pravin and Karuna bought 2 of the little critters and wanted to set them free.

The expression of liberation

Anyway, I'll just skip on what happened here. I mean, a mamak is a mamak and I'm pretty sure you all know what people do there.

Opposite Interests

When Kim left for home, it was the signal for us to leave too. Well, actually we already wanted to leave, but we were just being nice and waiting for her parents pick her up first. Angie left the group, as her house was just a stone's throw away. So Pravin, Shiva, Synna, Karuna and I trooped back through the sunshine and easy breezes back to the car.

On the way back though, we felt like bugging a buddy. I called up Yanchi to come along and play Monopoly with us at Shiva's house; our next destination. But well, she gave me a nice solid NO.
Shiva's turn to call, a NO too. Well, when the vocal methods fail, sometimes it just has to get physical. So I drove us over to Yanchi's house and ding-donged her bell like mad. In words of the girl herself, in which you can refer to by reading her blog,

"i ran upstairs, grabbed my bra and came down.

obviously, with them here i had no choice. so i went along with them."

So after kidnapping her, we headed back home to USJ2. Alot of singing, and yelling, and whatever in the car. Then Yanchi was like "I wanna go to the park!" So well, irresistably soundling like a little girl with no freedom, we had a sidestop. The park turned out to be moderately entertaining too. Some jumping over bushes, some seesaw action. like WHOAH. Fun.

Sadly though, we wasted too much time there, and there wasn't enough time for neither Synna nor Pravin to enjoy monopoly due to whatever commitments. So in the end, it was just Shiva, Yanchi and I in Shiva's house.


Summarizing whatever we did over there:

some heart to heart talk.


Face and limb drawing



Some face-dunking





And some fooling around with my Yose!






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Late Evening

It started off with a hurried shower and a hunt for my missing black slacks. After I was fully suited up, It was time to head for KLCC for an orchestra.

Mode of transportation was split into 2 parts. First was a carpool to an LRT station, next was the full ride to KLCC station.



At KLCC, Fariz, Rern Sean and I met up with Abu, Aizad, Alysha, and Yinhun.

Having updated this part of the day so late, everything pretty much all a daze. Plus the fact that I actually slept during the show. I was pretty much wiped out after rentas desa in the morning with everything else I did in the morning.



Abu and Alysha


Fariz, Aizad, Abu, me, SeanYinhun, Sean and MeAbu and SeanSean and Fariz

Abu

Fariz

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I'm 17! Wohoo! Next up, getting a drivers license to finally drive LEGALLY.

Till next time, cheerio!

Crash-up Catchup Marathon!

SO ladies and gentleguys, it's been justa bout 3 months since I bothered posting anything up here.

So here I go for a comeback! New fresh non-customized look for the blog. Easy on the eyes for what could lead up to hours of reading some of you who actually read instead of just scrolling down dull length and checking pics and vids.

Okay but well, since it IS senior year for me this year.. Well, lets just say the measley things done over the past are just faint memories now. I don't even know what to say about them, Here's just a recap of pics, with hope, after captioning them, my memory jogs back to gear!

NOVEMBER

Followed JunYi to buy her Xbox 360. JUST because she wanted to play Devil May Cry 4.

Went to take a blood test out of fear of suffering juvenile Diabetes. That's the sweet ol' nurse that sucked the blood out; and results came out negative. Phewh!

Somewhere near F&G,
A cactus grows.
If you have a dirty mind, You'll see it.

Tried on this HORRENDOUS shirt at REJECT shop with Pawan and Pravin. Definitely somewhere it belongs.



At Summit, this chinese yoyo thing was kinda fascinating I'd say.

Attended this Haughty Taughty Interact-Rotary confrence at Sunway Hotel. Yeah, looks important right?

Some heavy rain caused Padang Bukit to soak up. What did I do? Play skipping stones. And we're the first to EVER skip stones in USJ2.

DECEMBER

On Christmas Eve, I went to pyramid. AND took this picture with the lala pose with random people who came in santa hats and pyjamas. Only 2 were my friends. Those without hats. John and Puteri.

Some other dudes we have no idea whom.



Having some fun with Foam spray!

Chrsitmas day.


Had this interact party christmas thingamabob.

Oh, I watched a movie with my sis' in summit. And we sorta got LOCKED IN.took about 30 mins to get out.

The four of us went to pyramid. And we don't usually go out. Actually, never have we.

Tried on the GUYS stripey stuff at forever 21 (who knew?) with Tira to match.

So.. does this guy section really exist.. or did Tira trick me?



Sometime during this time, my most beloved Nike shoe decided to go doggie on me.


I was introduced to this big fluffy snowball of a cat that belongs to Zen Wei.
Snowy
How original :D

Got a Fossil watch for pre-new years!

Kena SAMAN by MPSJ for parking in a HOUSING AREA near taipan to get to an Interact meeting.
WTF?
As seen above, rm80.

Went to TGI with these 4 things.
Tira, Emirul, Yanchi and Eelaine.

Cranberry FIzz beats Icelemon Tea anyday.


Iceskating's fun. You should try it out someday.



Seriously, a camera is the best modern pocket filler next to the handphone. Then again most of the time their the same thing. Anyhu.. here's a vid of yanchi touring me around the ice rink.




My would be Hockey Stop.
Was trying to spray ice, and as You'd see, i failed. Just managed to get a video, where the cameraWOMAN was so noisy, and got busy introducing other people she even forgot where the main subject of the vid went!

So after 16 years of age, I went to Times Square for the first time, and straight to the theme park!
Theres Tira, John and I on the DNA Mixer.

The not-scary-at-all high in the air merry go round.
John barfed on this thing.



The Tomahawk thing.
So tell me, have YOU recorded anything on a ride before?




The indoor RollerCoaster.

Here's a pic of us with Puteri's mom.
Yeap, here marks my first time to Pavillion!

The gang that celebrated new years! Sean Frizz Abu. Missed out Johnathan and Aizad though.



The Curve Fireworks

So thats the closure to 2008.
Not much of a catch up huh?

-Azhar Ashraf Jamel