A bid to keep to my 2010 new year's resolutions...

I found a friend who shares many likes...many..

WWE, cartoons, cycling, soccer, F1..abbas saad..darn...thats quite a similarity. Never expected that but hey..a new friend found huh?

Salam mag gonna be launched later..at last huh? But its nice..

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 Favourite Andy Lau song...after so long..i found the translation!

Today (Andy Lau)

Only after many years, did I realize the world is so imperfect.
Success or failure, both feel a little wrong.
How wide is the sea? How deep is society? Only people in it can understand.
Once life's begun, willing or not, you must live it out.
I'll extend my heart to you, unafraid that you'll misunderstand.
Who has never experienced hurt? Who has never cried tears?
There's no need to hide in the dark, in self-misery and self-pity.
I'm constantly disappointed, constantly hoping.
I'll suffer bitterness alone, but share laughter with you.
Nowadays, standing on this stage, I'll still inevitably be nervous.
If you want to fly high, then you should forget about the horizon.

I've waited so long, finally I waited until today.
I've dreamed so long, finally I've made my dreams come true.
Let me freely push towards the future, I'm lucky to have you by my side.
I've looked forward so long, finally looked forward to today.
I've endured so much, finally I've made my dreams come true.
Early on, all the never-changing hardships ceased to matter.
Even if I'm tired, I won't complain that I'm tired.

i 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...

Somehow, going up the flight of steps this morning at nenek’s house reminded me of my grandpa and how he used to go up the steps. Step-by-step with that gait that he walks with. There would be a slight pause after he puts his foot on the next step-up ahead. His one hand nearest to the railing holding on to it..solemn. And it felt just like him to go up that fight of stairs this morning..solemn. Why? Because its project presentation day I guess…dragging my ass to school. It feels like I want to have a fever just for the first half of the day..or some headache..or something. The tutor is so scary and the class seems so hostile besides Choon Keong, Faran and Allan sitting with me..(my FNA groupmates).. Darn..time to slay the dragon..even Bruce Lee had a fear. Even he fought it! My emo morning kot?

Yep…back to my post cut short yesterday. Zeedah called for lunch. Had to work overtime as it was a Monday. I dun work with Zeedah on Mondays (Its Tuesdays and Thursdays by the way..so im off gals these two days!) Anyway..im off gals these days. Brokebacking with the pasrah boys huh? Back to lunch...Yep..Zeedah arrived at ard 1350hr..all dressed up and me..selekeh..she didnt tell me she'd come!! And she didnt invite her good fren..AHEMZ..along. RABAK Zee...and ya..along with Mary..had lunch at The Deck. I tink this was the longest set of conversations i ever had with Mary.. She was so scary back in JC.. never smiled.. Syafiq should know!! And then..me and Zeed sat down at student's lounge to chat while waiting for Mary as she had an appointment at UHWC.

The chat with Zeedah unravelled many things which i otherwise am oblivious about!! Darn...where had i been?! Basically i never cared about all these gossip issues before but damn..so many?! And i knew about none!! Even the word kebabai...what the hell is KEBABAI?! And when Khairin said that to me..i was HUH? What mean kebabai...i thot it was a typo or a shrewd hybrid of kebabat (FATS) and babi (PIG)..hehehe..so i am the epitome (pronounced as "EH-PETOM!" in a very malay lingo) of dumb huh?

At least Zeedah seems happy with her ahemz* BOYfriend (Im the MANfriend..reiterated) and she even managed to incite jealousy from Mary (abislah Akasha...kesian budaktu nanti) And yah...gals do think about settling down fast huh? Cant blame Mary cos time cant really wait for Akasha..and i heard abt our batchmate already having 2 kids!! Zeedah has 9 friends who's married...me? A few..my turn? Hmmm...guess i have to open a separate fund-account for duit hantaran (dowry money) which i heard from some ppl...is at market rate of SGD$10k now?!!! I tink i'll start to save for $25k in case i get a demanding mother-in-law to be...or incase market rate increases either due to inflation or low supply or increasing demand or lower PPP. Hmmm...AAAAAARRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGH!!!!!!!

So now i have the fund for OPS Hitam Kelabu, Coin-Fund for Lasik and Hantarkan fund for Hantaran. Hahaha...damn i need that $1k a month thingy starting from now!


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...

Had somewhat an ok week...meetings and outings..u noe such things..

I forgot what i have been wanting to blog about..but firstly i wanna apologise to syikin and fazli for having to leave the meeting at samar early cos i had a prior meeting planned before this came up..and this people were priority one friends with respect to the meeting. So..i had to ciao..I sincerely apologize to Atikka Su Mekrat and Fezhah for having u guys bombarded without defence. Guess it was the Head's fault for not thinking of a guideline as to how we want the launch to be like..u understand..

And for the weekend..had a time planning OPS HITAM KELABU. (Ain...yeah!! I finally coined a name for this OPS!) Drafted out a proposal as to how and what is gonna be done..listed it out in phases and budget. Hmmm...made me feel like im in the army again! All this planning..hadnt had that much focus and brain juice sucked out since...ermm...NDP? NO!! Battalion Commanders ATP...darn my OC..nevermind..at that time he wasnt that strong..i hope he improves or not he will always be damned by his subordinates. I hope i dun become like him too!!

Hmmm...my list for OPS HITAM KELABU? TOP SECRET! Only 3 people know about it...and its going to be only 3 people..

And yah..i got a new-old phone. Gunning for the tested and proven 7610 which has been in the market for 2-3 years? Its like the 3310 of the colour phones..with a 1mp camera and ok functions to last me till i start my work life..can la..everyone i asked says the phone is sturdy, durable and good...so..the pragmatic me had to fight tht fickle me on that fateful day with Fyq and Kcik for a few hours before i bought the phone on the 23rd of March 2006, 1830hrs...and guessed who was the person behind the counter at Starhub shop, Plaza Sing? Tan He Chi...my wing mate back then in OCS! Hahaha...i felt so damn relieved especially at a nerve wrecking moment where i thot i had to part with nearly $350...then he waivered some things and also helped out when i was choosing a number. And yah...instead of the ugly phone numbers in the file...he got for me a new set of numbers. Just a bit disappointed that i couldnt get my numbers to end with 9865 which translates to v-z-o-j.

And zeedah just called!! Yeah...we going for lunch..yep..my P/T WOMANfren..ok..gtg meet her! Ciao!


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...

First a knight in shining armour..Now i'm sexy...

Haiz..why is there this tendency for me to fear the worst? Why is there this tendency for me to feel pain even before it hits me square?

It is said that your body is actually stronger that what one perceives or one feels it to be. There has been many researches especially on sportspeople and people who lose their control of their mind. On how they can be much stronger than others..sometimes even exhibiting superhuman strength at a point in time.

Have you ever heard of cases of car crashes in isolated areas, when somebody's loved one is trapped underneathe the vehicle and that someone somehow manages to lift up that vehicle to free his/ her loved one?

Have you ever heard of athletes who were not in the right condition due to illness or injury and yet at the point of time when their team desperately needs them, they don the jersey out in the arena or the court, or field..play like a man..crazed.

Researchers argue that the human body is capable of much more strength and ability that one often discovers. Why can the 100m sprint keep getting faster..and the long jumps further and the high jumps higher? Cause when people place their minds fully on the tasks that they desperately WANT to overcome..yes..insyaAllah..they can do it. With training and proper mental focus..

For me..i have two golds that belongs to me that i want to take. My mind and heart is on it..this year..right now..no other competition matters more than this. I am psyching up for the moment in july even now..even a month ago. Every night..visualising the moments..situations..and soaking in the glory that will belong to me. Such confidence can only be brought by shrewd luck or hardwork n perseverance with good and proper trainng. Mentally..u got to be focused..that you should never lose sight of the prize. That no one..ex-champion or not..big or fast..smart or strong shall stop you from achieving it.

In a spar session..i seem to feel the pain even before it hits me. That due to that..i noe i have to hit him first to be able to stop him from being able to reach me to hit me. I know i have to hit with power and precision such that every hit slows him down...takes the breath off him. That everytime he gets tired..i dont and everytime he loses focus..i take my chance. Well..with my $21 adidas underwear..now..i dun fear coming in on anyone..let it come to me..i'll get there even before u can.

And there's one more thing i got to overcome...i hope i can. If not..i never will..and i will remain Mr Big.

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...

I need an achievement. Morale dropping low this sem..econs and acounting is sapping off my energy.

Haiz...i remember that i read this book a long time ago an dcheck my body type according to the chinese believes and with it..it also states the famous people that are associated with the body type. The ones associated with my body type?? Elvis Presley and Bruce Lee..any similarities?

Well..there are good things and there are bad. We'll talk about the good things..well both of them are high achievers and and both love attention. Both are masters of their art and both are damn famous. But the bad thing..these two people..have so much amount of energy that they used it up in a short powerful burst. They both die young. And these are the two people associated with me....

OK...id o see some similarity similarities somehow..when i use energy..i use it in great bursts..somehow.. WILL I DIE YOUNG?? I read this once in some islamic-oriented book that God is actually kind enuf to give you signals to tell you of impending death. But people tend to brush it off..what is this sign u may ask..its the white hair.

But this is what i got off www.islaam.net... Abû Dâwûd records on the authority of ibn `Umar that the Prophet (SAW) said, "Do not pluck your white hairs for they are the light of Islâm. There is no Muslim who attains a white hair while in Islâm except that it will be a light for him on the Day of Judgment." at-Tirmidhî and an-Nasâ´î record on the authority of Ka`b ibn Murrah that the Prophet (SAW) said, "Whoever attains a white hair while in Islâm, it will be a light for him on the Day of Judgment." al-Bayhaqî records on the authority of ibn `Umar that the Prophet (SAW) said, "White hairs are the light of a believer. There is no person who attains a white hair while in Islâm except that he will acquire a good deed for each white hair, and be raised one level."[3,4]

I do hope this is a legitimate source. Then i will be somewhat appeased. This are other quotes i found that describes Islam. And mind you, these are quotes written by non-muslims.

Miss. Sarojini Naidu speaking about this aspect of Islam says,
“ It was the first religion that preached and practiced democracy; for in the mosque, when the minaret is sounded and the worshipers are gathered together, the democracy of Islam is embodied five times a day when the peasant and the king kneel side by side and proclaim, "God alone is great." The great poetess of India continues " I have been struck over and over again by this indivisible unity of Islam that makes a man instinctively a brother. When you meet an Egyptian, an Algerian and Indian and a Turk in London, it matters not that Egypt is the motherland of one and India is the motherland of another."

Mahatma Gandhi, in his inimitable style, says
"Some one has said that Europeans in South Africa dread the advent Islam-Islam that civilized Spain, Islam that took the torch light to Morocco and preached to the world the Gospel of brotherhood. The Europeans of South Africa dread the Advent of Islam. They may claim equality with the white races. They may well dread it, if brotherhood is a sin. If it is equality of colored races then their dread is well founded."

If these people had great things to say about Islam..are we proud enough to practise it? You may ask, if they are so wowed by this religion..why didnt they embrace it? Well, they are both Hindus i presume and for those of you who think Hinduism is simply idol worshipping..you are very wrong. Go research on it. Dun be lazy and assume everything is what you think of it as. Hindus accept things the way it is..they accept Islam as a religion. But for them..worship comes in various forms and they accept it all.

Taling about all these..i remember about what Idamurni said to me once..and i now keep it in heart. I will try my best to keep to it..i will try to honour it.

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...

Excerpts from a SP guy's blog about the friendly and about a certain fadullah guy he fought with...

"for readers' info..my opponent..he's as "twice" as tall as me (by the way, his name is fadullah Tinggi..ahh..sajak ah ngan name), twice as fast as me and i think twice as gd looking as me ah.haha..na..twice is too little.more like square.he kinda reminded me of taufik batisah + zulfakar ( national pesilat)..hmm..my goodness.i must say i had a "near-death" experience during the friendlies. i kept in a position where it's hard for him to penetrate through my defence. so, he got frustrated. he just kept kicking and kicking. i had two bold red strokes on my left triceps and a bruised hand. he even kicked my pee pee. thank God,my $13.13 groin guard came to my rescue.( message for ad n miss khoo : korang bsk be nice to me, k..haha..tangan aku betol mcm nak rak siol...haha..)

3 min..short period of time ?..but it comes to silat..3 min is like hell. 3 min of sparring can really be physically and mentally drenching. when you're tired..you tend to run out of air..your brains need oxygen to function properly. and if you're out of breath,that's it. the focus aint there. that is when your opponent take full advantage of you. each round lasted for 3 min and there's 2 rounds. i cant tell you. during the match, i was thinking to myself...when is this bloody match going to be over? it felt like as if it was forever, man..o0owell..its over anyway..hooray..=]

ks.talking bout silat. of course, there will be girls. all of the silat chicks from NUS were in tudong.habba habba.=] but then ah, i felt really intimidated la. i mean c'mon. girls with looks, brains ( like duh..NUS eh) and..of course, the way they fight..aduu..they can really make gangsters look like....ummm....like crap holes la..

o0oya..miss khoo..the vice president of NUS silat team totally look like ur kak anis ah..haha...but smaller version..shes adorable la..she fly like a butterfly but sting like a bee..haha..

okies suckas.gotta chow.my head is now feeling giddy. i think must be due to the heavy blows that i got from that Fadullah guy. okies. peace.assalamualaikum"


And guess who the Fadullah guy is?? Fazli tinggi la dol!! I tink he mixed up the Faizola..(my name) which is on top of Fazli's name..(Fazli's name was put as 'Fadzli tinggi' in the list cos there is a particular Fadzli ciner..hahaha..Ah-chong ah-chong...) And hahaha...boy boy..he was so pale when he fought with Fazli..there was really a height and size difference la..but yes Ali..ur kicks i agree was flailing..if u could have hit him with kemampatan..(full force) i believe he'd go senak and couple that with him being super exhausted..damn..you myt have achieved a TKO (Total knock out)...

Anyways...bidding my time for my entrance...my time on the ring..


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...

Darn day...To have to watch by the sidelines...stoopid opponent.

Well, we had silat friendly against Singapore Poly just now at SP. Fazli, Naufal, Lat are the budak2 pasrahs that played. Me and Ah Chong were reduced to the sidelines cause our opponents didnt come. Bodoh! It as so fun to see people whack and get whacked in the ring man!! Darn...and i only could cheer..everytime they fought, i was twitching along..imagining myself in their place. I know i can win..i know i can end a match with a smile everytime. I know i can fight a match not feeling exhausted (panchet!) and i know i can not feel senak when whack. I enter everytime into a spar match feeling like this. Especially now with the BALL GUARD..hahaha...no fear..my dingdongs are protected! So..when can i fight boss????

Hahaha..but congrats to all that won and to all that unfortunately lost. Its ok ppl..let this be a learning experience. Faz won, naufal won also right..Lat is now Spiderman! Hahaha..he nearly exposed to the world his secret identity but luckily he knew that he had bigger responsibility than winning..right Lat?? We'll take it abit a time..u guys can win gold for regu man! Hahaha...coordinate from now onwards k..

Syed Blinky did well..he was straight-faced..hahaha..cool! Nini did a jatuhan for me..awwwwwww...she won! And she did 3 falls in total..well done! Diana was scary...even her opponent got scared..her eyes nearly bulged out! Nora..hahaha..that gal was tough. There were emo opponents like the one Lendra got..but Len was cool enuf..hahaha..haiz...WHEN IS MY TURN BOSS????

Till now, guess im content to be playing Ahmad ans Salihin all the time. Khalid asked me to spar with him..he seems good and fast. Great experience to be learnt.

Learning from the sidelines at the moment. Bidding my time. Hahaha..and at least i can plan for a unique bunga entrance now..after being inspired by those people who does so many bunga for i dunno what reasons!! I tot bunga is to fool the opponents but it seems that the bunga..(the hand movements) are mood based! Hahaha...got lowing the flute la..showing loser sign la..adooogen la..wiping sweat la..hahaha..

Hmmm..just got to focus and train for the 2 golds i aim for.

FOCUS.

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...

"I will miss it too..but i got to pursue my direction i planned in life."

I just had driving lessons..YES with the instructor from hell! Haiz..the other time i had a lesson with him, he was super doooper impatient! Grabbed my steering wheel a lot of times to force me to keep left and overtake. I used to learn take u overtake and keep left if there are no vehicles in the next lane or the vehicle is far..BUT he says.."If u dun go in GENTLY how to go in??"..and yep..with a van speeding and honking behind. He is a believer that once u signalled..people HAVE to give way..by right yeah but how often do u you see it happen?? Especially when a car with L-plate wants to overtake you...ZILCH! And he likes to go.."DUN PANICK..why must PAHNEEEK?" Hey uncle! When did i panick??? Goondo..he assumes i will panick because there is a car or a lorry parked by the side of a single laned road? And he tells me all the things about traffic..aaaaaaaaargh!! With him..i NEVER tok..i just nod. How long in advamce must you signal before a turn? 3-6 sec? Him..12-15secs!!! When he says..."next junction turn right..*1sec later* RIGHT la!! RIGHT!!" Huh?? Its still damn far u noe uncle...

So today..when i saw that he will be the one taking me again despite frantic prayers the nite before to get uncle Neo..i preped myself..I was going.."Faizola..u are a taxi driver..a damn good taxi driver.." Hahaha..well it worked. He was quiet today..only during overtaking he yaks abit..about me not going in enuf to force people to give way..But i felt damn good..i kept him quiet. That guy is a typical ah-pek la..(AZACK..U WANT??) He is scared la..wants me to brake from so damn far out..wants me to go slow..i was going at 50 and he wants me to go slower?? Damn..even my red donkey crawled faster!

But..i sort of feel that sometimes..u need these people around. They keep you on your toes..they keep you pissed so that the good guys look good. They are like the platoon seargents that is fierce all the time and with this attitude, u always got to be in tip-top condition..i went through many of this type of people in my life..u dislike them at the start but you start to like them at the end..so..my only consolation now with this instructor from hell is that he'll make me pass my test i hope!! But then i'm not enjoying my driving..that's all..haiz..TILL I PASS..GOD SPEED..

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...

I just quit 2 things in life..

2 things i thought were valuable to me? Have i become a quitter? Its a real far cry from the ME that i noe..that some people know..the person i knew once never backed off in a challenge. The person i knew would grit his teeth and carry on despite the odds bouldering upon him. So why had i given up?

It all comes to this point..is it all worth it? Are my resources enough. I used to think u would win anytime by pure grit and determination but an event proved me wrong. Pure grit and determination carries you..but precisely all that it would do..CARRY YOU..far..as far as you want. But then, that one event proved to me that determination is naked.

Life is not all metal and gears. Human are emotional creatures. What drives your determination? Its either your emotions or your logic-intellect. When Mr Emotion drives..Mr Logic can tell him all the directions but Mr Emo wun listen, he will just go whereever he wants to go. More often that not..you get lost BUT there are times where you get to the right place..faster. But when Mr Logic drives..he gets to the right places BUT many a times..you get there too late. You see..Mr Logic thinks and evaluates while Mr Emo just goes headlong into whatever he wants.

Man is created by God with these 2 gifts..emotions and logic. Beasts (animals) are created with emotions only and Angels are created with intellect only. See how gifted we are in comparison with the other creatures. Man will only achieve the acme if you manage to effeciently utilise the 2 gifts together. Thats economics in action.

Its economics. Its physics..all lumped together in a philosophy. I used to tell my NPCC cadets that everything in life is linked. That subjects that you learnt can somewhat explain your actions in life. In university, i found out the root..why the subjects you learn in school can be some sort of a philosophy. Everything starts of with a philosophy till its proven and concrete. Only then will it form a branch of its own..like mathematics, or economics or chemistry or astronomy. If not, it will remain a philosophy..where people argue till the cows come home to prove it and learn it.

Knowledge will only be gained if you are convinced in it. The mind, once expanded can never again contain itself in the former boundaries.

So you see my friend..dun be too emotionally driven. Plan as though you'd live a thousand years and act as thou you'd live till the dawn of tomorrow. Dun let anything bogg you down. Nowadays, i live with that creed that no one shall bogg me down..no one shall affect my happiness..many a times you have people putting you down, destroying your confidence..mocking you. Smile ad carry on soldier. These people are not worth your emotions. Friends dun mock you..dey noe you. They know when you are thinking what you are thinking cos more often than not..they will go thru fires and snow with you. If they have not..they shouldnt judge you at all. As only God can judge..

So with this..i hope i can somewhat enlighten myself and some straying souls.

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...

Just want to share the following article.. hope everyone dun just enjoy the story.. but also feel the warmth, true love and humanity of this cruel world...

At a fundraising dinner for a school that serves learning disabled children,the father of one of the students delivered a speech that would never be forgotten by all who attended. After extolling the school and its dedicated staff, he offered a question:

"When not interfered with by outside influences, everything nature does is done with perfection. Yet my son, Shay, cannot learn things as other children do. He cannot understand things as other children do. Where is the natural order of things in my son?"

The audience was stilled by the query.

The father continued. "I believe,that when a child like Shay,physically and mentally handicapped comes into the world, an opportunity to realize true human nature presents itself, and it comes, in the way other people treat that child." Then he told the following story:

Shay and his father had walked past a park where some boys Shay knew were playing baseball. Shay asked,"Do you think they'll let me play?" Shay's father knew that most of the boys would not want someone like Shay on their team, but the father also understood that if his son were allowed to play, it would give him a much-needed sense of belonging and some confidence to be accepted by others in spite of his handicaps.

Shay's father approached one of the boys on the field and asked if Shay could play, not expecting much. The boy looked around for guidance and said, "We're losing by six runs and the game is in the eighth inning. I guess he can be on our team and we'll try to put him in to bat in the ninth inning."

Shay struggled over to the team's bench put on a team shirt with a *broad smile and his Father had a small tear in his eye and warmth in his heart. The boys saw the father's joy at his son being accepted.

In the bottom of the eighth inning, Shay's team scored a few runs but was still behind by three. In the top of the ninth inning, Shay put on a glove and played in the right field. Even though no hits came his way, he was obviously ecstatic just to be in the game and on the field, grinning from ear to ear as his father waved to him from the stands. In the bottom of the ninth inning, Shay's team scored again. Now, with two outs and the bases loaded, the potential winning run was on base and Shay was scheduled to be next at bat.

At this juncture, do they let Shay bat and give away their chance to win the game? Surprisingly, Shay was given the bat. Everyone knew that a hit was all but impossible 'cause Shay didn't even know how to hold the bat properly, much less connect with the ball. However, as Shay stepped up to the plate, the pitcher, recognizing the other team putting winning aside for this moment in Shay's life, moved in a few steps to lob the ball in softly so Shay could at least be able to make contact. The first pitch came and Shay swung clumsily and missed. The pitcher again took a few steps forward to toss the ball softly towards Shay. As the pitch came in, Shay swung at the ball and hit a slow ground ball right back to the pitcher.

The game would now be over, the pitcher could have picked up the soft grounder and thrown the ball to the first baseman easily. Shay would have been out and that would have been the end of the game.Instead, the pitcher threw the ball right over the head of the first baseman, out of reach of all team mates. Everyone from the stands and both teams started yelling, "Shay, run to first! Run to first!"

Never in his life had Shay ever ran that far but made it to first base. He scampered down the baseline, wide-eyed and startled. Everyone yelled, "Run to second, run to second!" Catching his breath, Shay awkwardly ran towards second, gleaming and struggling to make it to second base.

By the time Shay rounded towards second base, the right fielder had the ball, the smallest guy on their team, who had a chance to be the hero for his team for the first time. He could have thrown the ball to the second-baseman for the tag, but he understood the pitcher's intentions and he too intentionally threw the ball high and far over the third-baseman'shead. Shay ran toward third base deliriously as the runners ahead of him circled the bases toward home.

All were screaming, "Shay, Shay, Shay, all the Way Shay". Shay reached third base, the opposing shortstop ran to help him and turned him in the direction of third base, and shouted, "Run to third! Shay, run to third"

As Shay rounded third, the boys from both teams and those watching were on their feet were screaming, "Shay, run home! Shay ran to home,stepped on the plate, and was cheered as the hero who hit the "grand slam" and won the game for his team.

That day, said the father softly with tears now rolling down his face, the boys from both teams helped bring a piece of true love and humanity into this world.

Shay didn't make it to another summer and died that winter, having never forgotten being the hero and making his Father so happy and coming home and seeing his Mother tearfully embrace her little hero of the day!


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...

Its long time since i posted a blog..not really that long but the last blog was short.

Anyway..was really suprised to receive this testimonial...from Zeeds!

"hey babe... Ive been thinkin..i realise u cant get rid me just as yet.. NO NO.. u have all that injuries don you..? (and the future ones too) so YOU NEED ME! yesh yesh.. you'll always be my part tym BOYfriend.. i told my MANfriend already... hes okay with it..hahha oh ya.. stop gallivanting around town and frolicking with gurls lah dey...Tues and Thu are still on.. you noe..SOMEbody have to eat all the chicken.. ill still take the egg tho... hahahaha"

Hahaha...well..Cik Hadi..im the part-time MANfriend...that guy is ur BOYfriend! Just to correct ur definition. And maybe if u can ask Khairin not to be so violent, maybe no on ewould have to treat me. Look what she did?! I have injuries EVERYWHERE!! And she? ONly her wrist cos i try to minimize injury on her...advise her to be gentle k! But on the contrary..maybe yeah..we still need each other..ur my personal physio maah..my elbow still gives trouble leh..amacam? Can tradisional malay urut work?

Hmmm...this weekend..i piled up on pounds..ate sweets and delicacies like a pig.

And my sis's hamster gave birth! 6 of them..cute little furless creatures crawling around. Look like little tiny piglets.

I tink i flunked my first part of this sem..this its all up in schmokes...got 5 weeks left though..im gonna make this the biggest battle this sem..the battle of death valley..make or break.

I need help..

Zeedah..u got ur wish..when am i getting mine?!

Its been a bad week..2 test down and 1 to go. Guess i sure will flunk those two test. Not feeling good..one more test and one presentation to go.

What am i doing man...

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...

Yesh!!!

I have a new blog background...hehehe...all sponsored by nike but one by adidas..spot the one! Hahaha...

And silat was 2 times a day for today. I heard from Ahmad that we might have a training camp in June..so check that out when it comes ok! Hahaha..sounds like fun..

Have so many injuries for today. Thats the thing about sparring..hahaha..swell here and there..spoilt joints..haiz..but i'm hoping to compete in both events if i can..sparring and artistic..gonna be fun i guess. But..my weight is now down to 61kg from 63.5kg. I need to maintain it to remain in my weight category of 60-65. Need to work on my footwaork and courage i feel. Courage to hurt la..i feel too much for the other party when i spar. But den..if we dun feel for them..i believe they wun feel for us. So, at least, i will feel for the NUS ppl i spar with since we're teammates. Wun wanna be a bastard! Hahahah...

And yes..i am sorry about my harsh mail for Salam..must be the air getting in my head. But now..i am gonna be pro muhammadian and slightly gandhi-ish.

About my medical checkup..hmmm...guess what? My blood pressure is slightly high! AAAAAAARGHHH!!!! Hahaha...slightly means the bridge to the real one is formed. Gotto control my diet now..mcdonalds fries gotto be NO-SALT! And..reduce your sour plum consumption faizola...thats my weakness..sour and salty stuff..the worse thing is that..it takes a hell of a powerful sourness to distort my face so usually i have to put like 3 in my mouth to only slightly feel the effect i want. Haiz...now..NO MORE.

Reincarnation...

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...