Monday, September 13, 2010
Monday, September 13, 2010
it's finally; my exam is over for the mid year having a month break before the storm of stress rushing toward like a wave.
hang around without a worry like before.
slack with friends.
went to SSDC make my PROVISIONAL LICENCE with HAFIZ, finally got it next will be on road finally get to experience it. since exam over can focus my mine on my MOTOR and work for money, please drop more opportunity for the HOLIDAY i need to load myself with lot of money.
went to HAFIZ house for dinner his mom cook great stuff really superb:
his baby sister freaking cute creature haaha^^
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back to my story again need people to motivate me.
close your eye loosen your muscler and you feel it, feel the air flowing around your body to your ear. take a deep breath and you smell the fragrance of it. stretch your hand toward it and you touch it. feel the softness of the air.
back there in childhood where i was holding onto the metal gate looking out of the corridor, sun shinning toward the direction of my face, it was glaring brightly that i hardly open up my eye. the surrounding was whiten up by the light of the sun, seeing the leaf from the plant reflect the sun light, seeing lot of sparking bits of light.
i was traped at home, where i got no free will to get out of my house, feeling miserable and curious about what happening outside the house, i was wishing that i can get out to play. but those moment i was still not allowed to hang out as i like.
only things i see is the wooden table, wooden sofa and TELEVESION that flowing as normally. feeling my heart urging to see something happening but it's just nothing happen.
finding an ideal to get out of the confinement of stucking in the house with no freedom. i stood up walk toward the window, looking out to the cloud direction seeing the cloud flowing by trying to reach my hand to the cloud but it's just impossible, thinking how it feels like to touch the cloud; is that a flying cotton?, do the texture of the cloud feels like a cotton?.
i was hoping to get out, stucking in the house without a freedom is really bored, i started looking at the plant hoping that it will turn into a monster to break open the gate in order for me to get out, after through those though it's just an imagination.
i was wishing for the maid to water the plant so i can have a chance to step out of the house. after a long hour of waiting, finally the maid took a key to open the gate with her hand holding on to a pear of water, i quickly ran out to feel the outside air for. manage to feel the outside air for awhile till she finsih watering the plant. when she finsih watering the plant it's time to get back in the house, i started feeling real sad.
was hoping to get out filled with frustration ideal flowing in my mind, i grabed onto a toy and throw it out of the gate and get beaten by the maid. when she open up the gate to pick the toy up, i finally get the opportunity to get out again but just for a short time.
same routine of life flowing repeatingly without a sign of end.
.....................................................................................
it's finally; my exam is over for the mid year having a month break before the storm of stress rushing toward like a wave.
hang around without a worry like before.
slack with friends.
went to SSDC make my PROVISIONAL LICENCE with HAFIZ, finally got it next will be on road finally get to experience it. since exam over can focus my mine on my MOTOR and work for money, please drop more opportunity for the HOLIDAY i need to load myself with lot of money.
went to HAFIZ house for dinner his mom cook great stuff really superb:
his baby sister freaking cute creature haaha^^
< >
back to my story again need people to motivate me.
close your eye loosen your muscler and you feel it, feel the air flowing around your body to your ear. take a deep breath and you smell the fragrance of it. stretch your hand toward it and you touch it. feel the softness of the air.
back there in childhood where i was holding onto the metal gate looking out of the corridor, sun shinning toward the direction of my face, it was glaring brightly that i hardly open up my eye. the surrounding was whiten up by the light of the sun, seeing the leaf from the plant reflect the sun light, seeing lot of sparking bits of light.
i was traped at home, where i got no free will to get out of my house, feeling miserable and curious about what happening outside the house, i was wishing that i can get out to play. but those moment i was still not allowed to hang out as i like.
only things i see is the wooden table, wooden sofa and TELEVESION that flowing as normally. feeling my heart urging to see something happening but it's just nothing happen.
finding an ideal to get out of the confinement of stucking in the house with no freedom. i stood up walk toward the window, looking out to the cloud direction seeing the cloud flowing by trying to reach my hand to the cloud but it's just impossible, thinking how it feels like to touch the cloud; is that a flying cotton?, do the texture of the cloud feels like a cotton?.
i was hoping to get out, stucking in the house without a freedom is really bored, i started looking at the plant hoping that it will turn into a monster to break open the gate in order for me to get out, after through those though it's just an imagination.
i was wishing for the maid to water the plant so i can have a chance to step out of the house. after a long hour of waiting, finally the maid took a key to open the gate with her hand holding on to a pear of water, i quickly ran out to feel the outside air for. manage to feel the outside air for awhile till she finsih watering the plant. when she finsih watering the plant it's time to get back in the house, i started feeling real sad.
was hoping to get out filled with frustration ideal flowing in my mind, i grabed onto a toy and throw it out of the gate and get beaten by the maid. when she open up the gate to pick the toy up, i finally get the opportunity to get out again but just for a short time.
same routine of life flowing repeatingly without a sign of end.
.....................................................................................
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