Senyuman Pak Sumardi..
I think OPS ISOLATION is now in full swing. This whole week is gonna be dedicated for this Sunday, 5th performance beginning from 11am at NYP. I dead focused on the Gold...though its real tough cos i heard there are a few ex-nationals and PSK peeps..but underdawgs are the in-thing i heard too..
My private nurse won't make it to physically support but i heard somebody stole my jacket azimat to sew some stuffs on it...hmmmm...auch dich ;) Fazli couldnt make it to fight in the finals due to some freak of bad luck a few seconds to the end of the greatest match i saw him play..but you did well la Ali..i know u know and felt u did too! Being composed and totally in control of yourself in a match is a feeling that totally rawks la! And..i'll make sure if i have to jump down from the 24th floor..it'll be with the Gold medal huh?!! WAHAHA...*grins to Faz* and to dear Sal..ooooh baca blog orang sembunyi2 eh?! Kao datang support tak Sunday ni?! Bangun siang sikit doks...Faz..kao bang-kan pat telinga dier sikit pagi2...berkat tu..
Well..have training dates this week with Yati.. She'll help me brush up on my routine. Darn..i still feel i lack a lot to grab the Gold from the bull's horns. I recorded a clip of my 3min practise rehearsal today and it was far from the par that i set. I still looked as if i hunched..and my set was not neat. Cmon Zola...if anyone was to chance upon me in the mpsh..think they'll run off cos they'll see me talking alone on the mat. Hahaha... Self-talk. I do that when i have too..when i had Ari..i talked to it. When i had Donkey..i talked to it.. so now there's Hitam..but since its shared..i cant really talk to it..not all the time but i think Hitam has been with me through our life together..our guard-of-honour shall i say. Hahaha... Self talk i tink in a way helps...it helps you talk to your weaker inner self...like from a 3rd person view. I self-talk to keep myself motivated and focused..cos i know where I am going and I can tell myself what I want I to do...
But this is Bloody STEMEK la...(pls refer to the july 17th post by Lat at http://www.blogyangpalingboring.blogspot.com/ for the meaningS of 'STEMEK') I CANT MAKE IT FOR THE SECOND CONSECUTIVE TRIP TO jb WITH K2P...cos Yati could only make it on Tues or Friday..and Wed i got tuition..this is one sacrifice i WILL keep in mind to fire me up for the finals. Other than that..i have lost time with my Nenek-luvs..my Momma-luvs..and and..others..Like Yati said..
Well..this 3 freaking mins is making me insane! Dah la Faz...pas ni kite retire. Masuk rock climbing pulak!! Wahaha...and shit..they are playing great old malay songs on the radio now! 90's hits..grrrrreat. I dedicate these to my favourite nurse who is asleep hugging and smelling you-noe-what...Wahaha...
To answer to your question my matair.. Yes. I fear school starting. I fear not knowing what it would be like. I fear what other challenges may lie ahead. I fear that things may change. I fear our honeymoon ending... IT WON'T I fear you might get bored of me. I fear our workholic nature will get the better of us..i fear that we might get too engrossed in one thing that it may affect the other be it academics or us. I fear the potential of an upheaval of our yin-yang balance...that we won't be child-like anymore..that our lovey-doveyness will just fizzle and fade..that you might get bored and not laugh at my dumb and selenger-ness anymore..
But amidst all these fears.. i know for one that you have instilled confidence in an insecure freak like me. That, i can look forth to the future without batting an eyelid. That i can berangan all i want and you're there to form up my dreams to reality. Well..and i tink she loves me..more than i can.. in a way that i can never keep up to.. Amd her exact reply to my previous sentence?...
Now give me 6788 reasons why this lady is not THE BEST??? People can go on and say "restrain and beware". Well..me and Nur have decided that "NO"..we will go on the way we are..unrestrained..wild and free. (Mcm kuda jek...) They say whilwhind romances are but shortlived..well..they forgot that winds go on..and on.. where there is hot and cool..there is wind. Where there is air..there is wind... They also forget that the best experiences are the thrilling ones like the rollercoaster rides.. and that when you ride up in a plane or a car..the fun moments are those manouveres and neck-break speeds u hit..as dangerous as it seems.. To speed with confidence and without doubts..insyaallah..honeymoon doesnt end. Cause i believe..accidents happen not to crazy pply..but to ppl who doubt at a point in those crazy moments. 378 weeks and 2 days more to go. With the obstacles set upon us so far..the boundaries we broke..and this thing that we had painstakingly built..its definitely worth it.
Well...now its really how to tell our parents. Like her..i want to share this happiness with them but HAHAHA..i really dunno how?!! How do you tell parents of your realtionship...like
1. "Mak..izal dah ader matair..."
2. "Momma..i got steady...nak tengok??"
3. "Momma..urrmmm...i've been sneakin ard with a gurl. Tink u should noe..."
4. "MAKK!!!!! Izal dah gatal! Dah berminah!!."
5. "Mak..i got something to tell you. Izal dah aderr...dah aderr...urmmm...aargh!!!"
Hahaha...i tink we'll discuss this k luvs. But YESSAH!! I got a smile from Pak Sumardi dah! I remember the first time i saw him..he wore a stern face at the airport and a firm handshake. Not one who seems friendly... BUT that morning i went to pick her up from home in the rain..she with her angklungs and tons of bags..and THAT sleeping bag she lugs ard.. He saw me and gave a smile..it seems huge though from where i stand, or maybe it was my imagination. Hahaha...did he wave goodbye?? She asked me whther i wanted to salam him..and i fearfully declined!! Cukup la stakat sini sajer dok..another day perhaps. Minum teh halia pat Prata House kot!
Well..i tink my blogs have been too lovey dovey this days. But its picisan buat Nur Faryal perr...Nur Faryal?? It means..'Light of an Angel'..and if you wanna noe who it is...ask my secretary! Jgn macam Sal..dah assume2!!
K k..gotto ciao..."K..aku dah blog daah! Happy?!" Hahaha...sweet dreams..
May Allah guide us all..bless us with happiness and health n protect us from the dangers of this world, physically or mentally. Help us become successful people in the world and after...
My private nurse won't make it to physically support but i heard somebody stole my jacket azimat to sew some stuffs on it...hmmmm...auch dich ;) Fazli couldnt make it to fight in the finals due to some freak of bad luck a few seconds to the end of the greatest match i saw him play..but you did well la Ali..i know u know and felt u did too! Being composed and totally in control of yourself in a match is a feeling that totally rawks la! And..i'll make sure if i have to jump down from the 24th floor..it'll be with the Gold medal huh?!! WAHAHA...*grins to Faz* and to dear Sal..ooooh baca blog orang sembunyi2 eh?! Kao datang support tak Sunday ni?! Bangun siang sikit doks...Faz..kao bang-kan pat telinga dier sikit pagi2...berkat tu..
Well..have training dates this week with Yati.. She'll help me brush up on my routine. Darn..i still feel i lack a lot to grab the Gold from the bull's horns. I recorded a clip of my 3min practise rehearsal today and it was far from the par that i set. I still looked as if i hunched..and my set was not neat. Cmon Zola...if anyone was to chance upon me in the mpsh..think they'll run off cos they'll see me talking alone on the mat. Hahaha... Self-talk. I do that when i have too..when i had Ari..i talked to it. When i had Donkey..i talked to it.. so now there's Hitam..but since its shared..i cant really talk to it..not all the time but i think Hitam has been with me through our life together..our guard-of-honour shall i say. Hahaha... Self talk i tink in a way helps...it helps you talk to your weaker inner self...like from a 3rd person view. I self-talk to keep myself motivated and focused..cos i know where I am going and I can tell myself what I want I to do...
"When you set your eye on a goal..waver not your eyes away from it lest you lose sight of it.."
But this is Bloody STEMEK la...(pls refer to the july 17th post by Lat at http://www.blogyangpalingboring.blogspot.com/ for the meaningS of 'STEMEK') I CANT MAKE IT FOR THE SECOND CONSECUTIVE TRIP TO jb WITH K2P...cos Yati could only make it on Tues or Friday..and Wed i got tuition..this is one sacrifice i WILL keep in mind to fire me up for the finals. Other than that..i have lost time with my Nenek-luvs..my Momma-luvs..and and..others..Like Yati said..
"Remember the amount of time you put in training..the hours you wasted and the fatigue you felt..the sacrifices..All for what?? All for this 3 feakin mins.." (in Malay though..)
Well..this 3 freaking mins is making me insane! Dah la Faz...pas ni kite retire. Masuk rock climbing pulak!! Wahaha...and shit..they are playing great old malay songs on the radio now! 90's hits..grrrrreat. I dedicate these to my favourite nurse who is asleep hugging and smelling you-noe-what...Wahaha...
To answer to your question my matair.. Yes. I fear school starting. I fear not knowing what it would be like. I fear what other challenges may lie ahead. I fear that things may change. I fear our honeymoon ending... IT WON'T I fear you might get bored of me. I fear our workholic nature will get the better of us..i fear that we might get too engrossed in one thing that it may affect the other be it academics or us. I fear the potential of an upheaval of our yin-yang balance...that we won't be child-like anymore..that our lovey-doveyness will just fizzle and fade..that you might get bored and not laugh at my dumb and selenger-ness anymore..
But amidst all these fears.. i know for one that you have instilled confidence in an insecure freak like me. That, i can look forth to the future without batting an eyelid. That i can berangan all i want and you're there to form up my dreams to reality. Well..and i tink she loves me..more than i can.. in a way that i can never keep up to.. Amd her exact reply to my previous sentence?...
"If u can see the way YOU love ME, then u'll know exactly why i love u the way i do (:"
Now give me 6788 reasons why this lady is not THE BEST??? People can go on and say "restrain and beware". Well..me and Nur have decided that "NO"..we will go on the way we are..unrestrained..wild and free. (Mcm kuda jek...) They say whilwhind romances are but shortlived..well..they forgot that winds go on..and on.. where there is hot and cool..there is wind. Where there is air..there is wind... They also forget that the best experiences are the thrilling ones like the rollercoaster rides.. and that when you ride up in a plane or a car..the fun moments are those manouveres and neck-break speeds u hit..as dangerous as it seems.. To speed with confidence and without doubts..insyaallah..honeymoon doesnt end. Cause i believe..accidents happen not to crazy pply..but to ppl who doubt at a point in those crazy moments. 378 weeks and 2 days more to go. With the obstacles set upon us so far..the boundaries we broke..and this thing that we had painstakingly built..its definitely worth it.
Well...now its really how to tell our parents. Like her..i want to share this happiness with them but HAHAHA..i really dunno how?!! How do you tell parents of your realtionship...like
1. "Mak..izal dah ader matair..."
2. "Momma..i got steady...nak tengok??"
3. "Momma..urrmmm...i've been sneakin ard with a gurl. Tink u should noe..."
4. "MAKK!!!!! Izal dah gatal! Dah berminah!!."
5. "Mak..i got something to tell you. Izal dah aderr...dah aderr...urmmm...aargh!!!"
Hahaha...i tink we'll discuss this k luvs. But YESSAH!! I got a smile from Pak Sumardi dah! I remember the first time i saw him..he wore a stern face at the airport and a firm handshake. Not one who seems friendly... BUT that morning i went to pick her up from home in the rain..she with her angklungs and tons of bags..and THAT sleeping bag she lugs ard.. He saw me and gave a smile..it seems huge though from where i stand, or maybe it was my imagination. Hahaha...did he wave goodbye?? She asked me whther i wanted to salam him..and i fearfully declined!! Cukup la stakat sini sajer dok..another day perhaps. Minum teh halia pat Prata House kot!
Well..i tink my blogs have been too lovey dovey this days. But its picisan buat Nur Faryal perr...Nur Faryal?? It means..'Light of an Angel'..and if you wanna noe who it is...ask my secretary! Jgn macam Sal..dah assume2!!
K k..gotto ciao..."K..aku dah blog daah! Happy?!" Hahaha...sweet dreams..
May Allah guide us all..bless us with happiness and health n protect us from the dangers of this world, physically or mentally. Help us become successful people in the world and after...
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