Its Coming

In due time, the streak of June will come upon me. Its barrenness can be compared as a wasteland. Seeing an oasis within will seem like a miracle. However, it might not all be paradise.. because during these times, sandstroms are aplenty. I can only hope to shield myself from it inside my tent and hope that it goes ends as soon as possible..

Perhaps almost too soon, the boredom has set in. Classes and lessons arent exactly the things I look forward to during such blissful months. Sigh.. and oh, Im starting to feel moody right now. To the people I love, back away.. to the people I despise, you better be lucky when I see you.

Gosh, I think all this is going too fast. I cant remember a time when I used to be so free that I could fool around as much as I wanted to. What happened to all those moments?
You know what.. Im tired. With everything. Goodnight.

Dropping By

Even though things didnt start out well, it ended quite okay. Yeah, I feel quite a bit pleased with myself right now. Things seem slightly brighter after today.

Today, my dear cousins came to visit me. Erlyn, Nurul, Aiin and Faizal. They're all younger than me and they all keep calling me 'Abang Abdullah'. Haha, that aint something I hear everyday.
So anyway, the main reason they came was because they needed a tutor. Well, just the girls. Faizal is quite okay in terms of his studies.

So for the first 2 hours or so, I taught them maths and english. They all kept smiling at me and I was relieved, to say the least, that their maths aint that tough.
Afterwards, everyone except Erlyn went to the street soccer court to have a game of soccer. We played till our shirts were drenched with sweat.

We all went back and rested, not to mention.. perform our Zuhr prayers. Then, Nurul, Aiin and I went to Thomson Plaza to buy some stuff for my mother. Erlyn followed her parents to the petrol kiosk.

After we got back, we did our 'Asr prayers and went out to play soccer at the field. Erlyn and Faizal played with the other neighbourhood kids but Nurul, Aiin and I sat at the sides. Haha, in fact, Erlyn wore my shoes during the match.

We got back again and cleaned up. With the coming of dusk, they left off. Oh, and I cant wait to see them again next week. This time, I think I'll play as well..

Impromptu

What might have seemed to have been a bad weekend, turned out otherwise. Besides the fact that Aziz went to Malaysia and Luqman Nur was nowhere to be found, I kinda found my way into a better spot.

It started out yesterday. It was right after the Friday prayers. I had gone to take my slippers, accepting the fact that I would have to go back home. But then, as I moved behind a pillar, I saw Haziq and his siblings. My hopes were undaunted then. I didnt expect Haziq to change the situation at all. Then, Mr Izzad approached us. Still, I didnt think anything would change. Excusing myself, I went upstairs and shelfed my physics workbook and rushed back downstairs.

Near the mosque, we talked about the day's activities. Haziq planned to go watch 'Shrek' in the cinemas. Mr Izzad and I supported the plan but at that time, I was short of cash so I cast a sullen face. However, Mr Izzad was kind enough to pay for the both of us.

When we reached Junction 8's GV, I opted to watch 'Prince of Persia' instead. In fact, it had only just started and I pleaded to watch it. Both of them agreed and we hurried inside. The moment we reached inside, I could hear the pounding of the sound system. We sat down and realised we didnt have anything to eat or drink. I didnt mind cause I was too eager to care.

The movie was awesome. Prince Dastan's agility and endurance in the movie was remarkable. And Princess Tamina was indeed.. stunning!

"Why cant you keep your eyes off me?" (Princess Tamina) ... Hahaha, its quite clear why, my darling. The cinematography was impressive. Their view of Persia and other cities such as Alamut was displayed in its grandess and I was blown away by its fight scenes. Epic.. O_o

Afterwards, Mr Izzad treated Haziq and I at KFC. I felt a bit shy since he kept on paying for us. But then, he didnt mind much. Aww, how lucky I am to have such a good peer in my life!

So anyway, the three of us went back to school to perform our 'Asr prayers. Following that, we trained for badminton. We didnt play for long. After playing, it was clear that we werent ready for the Inter-Madrasah Games at all. Any self-esteem I had that day ebbed away with the coming of dusk.

We did our Maghrib prayers and then we all went back home...

The next day, we met up again. This time, I invited Abdul Rahman Rahim (Aman) along. As planned yesterday evening, we were going to trek our way around MacRitchie Reservoir.

Everyone met up at school at about 9+ in the morning. Stocking up on drinks and tidbits, we started the long walk to MacRitchie. As soon as we arrived, we checked the map and charted our route. It was the LONGEST route around MacRitchie, measuring a distance of about 12km. Thats about 30 rounds on the track, with slopes and hills.

Firstly, we made our way up the pathway. It was supposed to be a 6km walk to the Treetop Pathway. It started out fine. Everyone was happy, laughing and joking.

Nearing the 2.5km, it started to get repetitive. All I kept seeing was the road and loads of trees. Haha, we just kept on walking and walking. When we did arrive at the Treetop Pathway, we were panting. The reason to this was that it kept on going uphill, steeper and steeper. And by the time we got up, each and everyone of us were sweating.

We rested at one of the shelters. That was where we made our next move. We had 3 choices. Either walk the remainder 6km back to the MacRitchie Reservoir Park OR take a U-turn and walk all the way back from our previous path OR we could make for another path which led to a bus stand. Unanimously, the vote to continue stood out so we packed and moved on.

On the way, we took our time and went up Jelutong Tower. It was quite high but it was worth it. All of us rested there and enjoyed the cool air. I even felt like sleeping then and there. Oh well..

Continued the rest of the journey. It was a forced march since everyone's feet were sore and tired. Putting one leg in front of the other, we managed to finish the whole 12km. Whoa.. O_o

So, we all took a bus back to school and we rested in MPR3. I couldnt sleep so I watched 'Ironman 2' on Haziq's phone. It was cool and I missed watching it.. Took a bath and changed into a different shirt. We all did our Zuhr prayers, and then later, our 'Asr prayers.

We gave salaam to Mr Izzad and then, all 3 of us went to Junction 8 and had KFC. We were famished and we just had to eat. I went back home alone, enjoying the air-conditioning of the bus, listening to songs and drowning out my troubles...

SL Outing @ Changi Beach

Perhaps it was my eagerness to go to the outing that I panicked. In fact, I wasnt thinking straight when I was packing my bag. Much reason was due to the fact that I was late.. or so I thought I was.

I arrived at school within plenty of time. Whilst waiting, I busied myself with some little errands that I could do to help the Exco's. Soon, we had our briefing and shortly afterwards, we moved off to Changi Beach.

I was in quite a cheery mood today. My heart was compelled to open up and be nice to everyone. The first thing I did was to recognise all my group members. Well anyway, fast forward to the beach.. We had some ice-breaker games like 'Blow Wind Blow' and another game which involved drawing. It was quite the time-killer.

Well then, we all discussed our cheer for ours groups, mine went by the name of a Sahabah called Nuaym Ibn Masud. Okay.. fast forward even more, we had our amazing race. It was completely exhausting and truthfully, I enjoyed it. However, I lost my energy neat the end which was a bit of a downer.

We had lunch and then our prayers, followed by the prize giving presentation.. Then, we had a group picture (Which SHZ missed T_T) and finally, we were on our way back to school.

Everyone was tired. I met up with the other guys and we bathed and got ready to go out with Mr Izzad. The people going were Bukhari, Farid, Helmi, Abdul Rahman Rahim, Ruzaini, Haziq, Asyraf, Syakirin, Umar and Luqman Hakim. Not forgetting me and Mr Izzad, of course.

But then, we all had to make the card and we did our best to stall Mr Izzad in any way we could. I was trying my best to maintain my cool, colouring and pasting pictures. It was so 'whoa'...

We all went to New York Pizza at Khatib and we had 2 super large pizzas. One hawaiian and one bronx. Then, we had raspberry cheesecake and then we prayed at the field facing Khatib MRT station. We were in a hurry to do our Maghrib prayers and when we finished, 4 policemen confronted us and we had a decent talk. I couldnt help but laugh at how ridiculous the situation was. We all did..

And thanks sis for having that little talk at night. Awesome..uhuh..
Yeah well, perhaps tomorrow I'll dedicate a post to Ms Macchiato and her new marriage with Mr Frappuccino. That aite? Great..

The Chill

The winds keep getting colder. The air, chilly. Within such a short time, my summer is turning into autumn. A phase where temperatures drop, the season changes.. most prominent, the change of colour in the leaves. Yeah.. the seasons changing again.

The hardship, or in this case, the hard part today was in swallowing the bitter truth. All I can say is... 3 weeks of studying resulted in average and almost heart-breaking marks. Perhaps it never dawned on me that such things could turn out. In fact, I almost cried when I got my physics paper. I felt as if I'd let all my teachers down and whoa.. I hate this

Well anyway, to make things worse, the semester is almost ever. This is going to be one of the last few days where I sit as chairperson. All that honour heaped on me.. oooohh.. I want to hold on to all my posts. Call me selfish but ooohh sigh.. I love helping out everyone

Okaay.. I've been experiencing these multiple drizzles. Now, I expect rain. And lots of it..

Dreading

The drizzle is continuing to wash away the tides of sorrow. Bittersweet thoughts flood my mind. Im trying my best to ignore them. Oh gosh, the lyrics that float in my head really make it so sad. Yeah, Im a bit sad..

But hey, the exams are over. Only the dread of knowing the results make it terrible. Just today, I got back my malay, maths and english papers. Malay and maths really brought me down. I passed.. but it wasnt actually outstanding. But my english results were quite gratifying. I guess all the writing and blogging paid off, huh? My composition was described as being 'naughty'. Haha, well ... I have no comment on that.

For the rest of the day, the whole class pretty much sat in their own stupor, awaiting the end of the day. I found myself quite bored too.. But then I moved to one of my friend's place and he went on talking about the latest gossip. Well, I can say that I found out many things..

One good part of the day was when Ustd Salehin showed us a movie called 'Coach Carter'. Unfortunately, the movie had to be cut short because of the lack of time. What a bummer..

I went back home with the guys. There were nine of us. We walked together lazily, stopping at a shop to buy some tidbits. Thats when it got cute. Everyone shared their tidbits and we all started feeding each other. I couldnt help but smile at seeing such loving affection we had for each other.

And it seems I have to cut this entry short too. Hmm.. Im thinking of packing some stuff to entertain myself tomorrow. Storybooks.. sketchbooks.. what else? Oooohh.. I want walkie-talkies so I can talk to some people in different classes. Wouldnt that be awesome? Oh well..

Training

Swords need to be sharpened and taken care of for it to be efficient. The same principle goes for people and their skills. Everyone needs to train and practice in order to be good in that skill.

Well anyway, I took an opportunity today to go to badminton practice. Now I know it wasnt exactly for guys but err.. I was accepted, to say the least.
Boy, it really felt good playing again. And with my little sis there, I felt more comfortable knowing I had someone I knew who was with me.

In time, the other girls accepted me and I felt quite good. As a finishing game, I had a small match with Sir and I was quite nerved by his shots. They were so quick and I barely had time to recover before his next shot. My only way out was to smash my way into his court.

Following my 'Asr prayers, I went back home with my lil' sis and got back home in time to perform my Maghrib prayers and had dinner with my parents. And ooohh, tomorrow is a school day. Oh well.. at least I get to meet my loved ones ;D

A Breeze

The dark skies have parted and now the light shines down. I can hear the birds singing again. I can feel the wind once again. I can taste the fresh air again.

Almost like a huge gale of relief, MYE's are over. So much has been put into doing my best in it. I can tell you that I wasnt in the perfect health condition but I pulled through. It was bitter. Amidst all that perspiration, there was STILL a part of my life that had to be devoted to my ties to other people. More or less, I kinda detached myself from everyone. It felt great but somehow it got a negative effect afterwards. People kept being worried about me. Im glad to have people who care for me but really ... lay off. When I need alone time, I need it.

Somehow, or perhaps maybe, I find myself with the people I want to be all over again. In the days that followed the end of the exams, I found myself in a garden of flowers, accompanied with people I loved and people I cared for. To tell you the truth, the weather and the location at that time wasnt all that spectacular. However, being with certain people really made it all worth the while.

And again, I guess I can say that I am being pampered. My calls have been answered and once again, light shines down again. It almost seems weird, not being together for so long and then suddenly, seeing that person again and again. It almost seems like a dream. Oh sigh.. Im expecting a twist to this dream.

This time, I got the chance to watch a movie with my sweet friends. Oh, I was delighted, to say the least. At least, until the movie ended. That old part of me woke up and some of my negative feelings started to eat away my insides. My energy was drained and I couldnt lift a huge enough smile..

And now, I am back at home.. wondering. If this is all a normal phase then I think that somehow.. SOMEHOW.. I am going to get very depressed all over again. I think so too. And I am afraid of being so but I just cant keep on maintaining all this. Its weird for me to say this. Uhuh.. it sure it. Kinda makes me forewarned about the weather ahead..

Dark clouds and lightning? You betcha..

Hoping

Sigh..
I dont know.. things arent looking up for me. I have tried dealing with it, trying to make myself think that its good for me but it seems that Im failing.
I miss those sweet moments where I didnt really care. Those moments when my attention was limited to only my parents, my teachers and my friends. Seems that lately, Im being tested?

My room is now filled with the sound of love songs. It reminds me of so many things, so many people. Oh sigh.. Is it possible just to exit the current situation Im in without hurting anyone? I guess not..

Again, Im ever hoping for that flower to face the Sun and see itself for its beauty and realise its potential for something even bigger. Im ever hoping for that cat to find its caring owner and return to him and shower him with all its love. Im ever hoping for that net to tear and finally see that what it caught the day before was the best catch ever. Im ever hoping for that cookie to be eaten by someone who deserves it more than I do.

Call the above paragraph nonsense but hey, only I know its meaning. Hmm.. if this is the challenge that I am facing . . . well then, I guess Im not doing a good job at the moment..
Not one bit...

Revising

The past few months, on account of days, feels like its been a year. Every day seemed to have been so meaningful, even though my objectives were so small. To catch a glimpse, to wait for the moment. As a whole, it feels so quick. I dont remember a day when I havent been occupied with things to do. Trivial stuff, I guess.

And now comes the month of May, the month of trials. Mid-Year Examinations have started and somehow, the switch to study has been turned on. But then, I think that even though its taking out a lot of my time, I feel that its good for me. Revising over old subjects and learning knew things numb me from the pain of problems and such. Never has a day not gone by without me thinking of social stuff. But then again, I guess this is where all the advice comes to aid me in my hours of confusion.

Its kinda hard.. I just feel like resting from all this. Oh cmon, I need a break to relieve myself and clear my thoughts. Return to the path and then continue on my way.. Gosh, so much is happening. This is causing so much heartache, I feel like its overpowering me.
And as my eyelids slowly descend, I just hope that things might be better the next day..