Wednesday, September 1, 2010


What can i say... It's another year. again. But it's been a year that has made a whole lot of difference, just because of a lot things understood, learning how to piece the puzzles together to see the big picture. Nothing can really (/is supposed to) stand alone. All of us are still seeking in different ways.

"Oh, so this is how it feels like to be a normal person."

I've always felt like i'm a misfit, an outcast, just...not...normal (abnormal doesn't sound right). (It's been one of my major struggles, trying to figure out why am i not like other people, and trying to be like them, to be how i'm supposed to be, what the adults expect me to be, and then always end up being very angry, disappointed, frustrated, confused at myself.) And later on, am i glad when i found out that i'm not alone, and it's not my fault, and how i'm meant to be different this way for a good reason. I guess all of us have our stories of trying (sometimes too hard) to fit in in one way or another, whether it's been for better or worse.

Recently i was basking in the apprehension and perspectives that i've finally reached and grabbed hold of, complacency kicked in, so did death, eventually, in my moving forward. And Philippians 3: 12-16 meant so much more, that life is not so much in the reaching or achieving, just because it's an ongoing thing, it's more about running and enduring the race, facing and fighting our daily battles. It's about the rising up again when we fall, especially when it happens more than we think we can bear.

It's not so much of "Travel is a means to an end. Home." (-Taken from Ikea's print ad on the London Underground tube map). But it's more of "the journey itself is home." - Matsuo Basho.

Right now, this blog is totally white and blank. But that doesn't mean that it's empty. I assume that you'll be smart enough to press CTRL+A :).

So yes, there's actually more to than meets the eye. Get it? :D

Tell me why do i get so so angryirritatedfrustrated when people are quick to condemn, and don't even desire to understand why, about people, especially children who're misunderstood. It'd really make this world a better place to live in.

So, Malaysia just turned 53 yesterday.

I'd rather us stop building taller, bigger, nicer buildings, and revamp the whole education system so that everybody will learn to start asking questions and to think on their own, and have all political leaders go through an open interrogation with a lie detector and for those who need it, rescue them (and us) from their immaturity.

They say our national anthem is a love song.

Negaraku, tanah tumpahnya darahku,
Rakyat hidup, bersatu dan maju,
Rahmat bahagia, Tuhan kurniakan,
Raja kita, selamat bertakhta.
Rahmat bahagia, Tuhan kurniakan,
Raja kita, selamat bertakhta

I realised after U.K, i now mean every word when i sing it.

It's good to know that there's still a long way for us to go. So much to look forward to. Hmm...