God Gives You Meat, so Eat!

Everyone here knows that I have a big problem with cats. Cats and I will never ever have a close and peace relationship. Some of my friends say I am afraid to cats. Well, I am not afraid of cats, I just happened not to like cat which means I don’t like to touch cats, be near with cats and stare into each other. Well that’s just another excuse to make myself looks braver and manly haha the truth is yes, I am afraid of cats.

Another truth is, I don’t like fluffy and flurry things such as cats, rabbits, and even teddy bears (don’t dream I’ll buy you these things including the teddy bears okay?). Every time I touch that kind of materials I’ll be like, vomiting, high, dizzy, uneasy, and bla bla bla just to say that I don’t like it!

But these feelings never make me an anti-animal or racist towards animals as some people suggest. I love animal, I just can’t be with it. And to be frank I’ll never love animal the way some people did such as build a care centre for unlucky animals, the world needs that funds for better purpose. For me, the only way I can show my love and passions towards animals is by eating them. Yes that’s the reason why God creates animals so that we eat them. Refusing to eat meats (vegetarians) is like refusing to take the God’s rahmat. People need meats, so don’t stop hunting and eating animals. Of course we don’t eat cats, that’s too harsh and cats are cute right?

And I can say vegetarians are unlucky people in this world because they missed the most valuable gifts from God to us. Well, they didn’t miss it, they refusing it, what a jerk!

And speaking about eating, we all know this is Ramadan already so I wish everyone who read my blog to have a good month of ibadah and hope what is good can be carry on throughout our life. God bless you!

I Will Stop ..... Shisha-ing

After two weeks, my car is now already in a good condition, a very superb condition. The brakes, the hood, the rims, the absorber all had been changed into more responsive and better quality one. Well I did those not because I just want to change it, but because they all were broken. Some just need a small repair while there are several that need to be change. And it had been a tough time for me to ride the car in that condition, well I can say the car is not on its standard when everything is not solved yet. Before everything was fixed, to get a 120kmph is a suffer and quite dangerous I can say, well the car become not so stable. Been trying to reach more than 120 recently with full load in the car and I can say better not doing it. For those who I’ve secretly made you involved in my speed experiment, sorry to say and thank you for being so quiet during the rough and tension trip, hehe, by the way, thanks. About the speed experiment, well I need to do it just to gain certain unexplained experiences. Hehe, that’s what a racer did actually, push the car to its limit and adjust it to get a better performance.

For two weeks I had been back and forth to the workshop and seeing my baby car being touched, knocked, inspected and ride by unknown person in that workshop is not an easy feeling. Imagine your loved one being touch by someone else, that’s what I feel about my car. I hate them touching my car and not being selfish, I am really grateful to them because treating and repairing my car very well and so quick. (Though at first I’ve lost my trust towards them because they need my help to open up the front bumper, what a noob!)

Taking care of a broken and sick car can be quite tiring and need a lot of money. Imagine what if I need to take care of a sick pperson, I just don’t know how to handle it. Okay, I try to imagine what if I got sick, sure it will be pain in the ass for any person in this world to take care of me, God please give me a good health, I don’t want to get sick. Seeing sick people for two months during internship made me appreciate life better (I think so la). So, it made me realize, I need to stop enjoying shisha. Well some people said shisha-ing is not as dangerous as smoking but for me I belief the risk is not worth taking.

Several weeks ago, while I was lepak-ing at Hartamas (there is a good place for shisha-ing there), as usual, shisha is a must. I inhale, I breath thick smokes, well what a good pleasure to have. My favourite would be the one that can makes you dizzy, a pleasure! But I know it is not good, getting dizzy on purpose is harem as well as getting drunk using alcoholic consumption. And before this I had a lot of bad experience with shisha, vomiting is usual several times when a very strong shisha involved.

So from now on, committing to get a better life and a good health, I wish to stop and restraing myself from consuming shisha. Even if I will shaking when I smell shisha from other tables, I won’t at all buy shisha. This is my promise to the world, I am quitting, this is it, thank you for reading!

Have My Fear?

No, it is not about exam. It is about my hairs. Well, I'm starting to loss hair heavily that I'm sure. My forehead is getting wider and shining. For months I've been keeping my hair long and it covers my forehead so I didn't notice the changes. Recently while having a new cut, while washing my hair, I noticed that my forehead is bigger than usual. Thinking of my grandfather and uncles who have the same problem, I might inherit some.

So now, my hair will always be long and covered my upper face. Better enjoy my limited-hair-glorious-day now than never.

Again, I survived from Hell

Yes, I wrote before that I'm rolling out of hell. Last two weeks had been a very hectic week for me. Imagine four tests in two weeks and the side effect is I completely lost my soul and fetched it at the Hell's door. Scary~

So, last weekend had been a great time to rest. I sleep, I do nothing, I read novel, I surf the net, and then I do nothing again. Aah, what a harmonist way to have some body and soul relaxes.

Last two weeks also is the day where my sister officially went to New Zealand, Christchurch (if I'm not mistaken) to study. Though she and I used to not seeing each other for a long time (we study at different places and her place always better than mine), but I already miss her. All that I hope is she's doing fine there.

pS/ shotliver, if you found her, you drag her to your Salsa class and Kendo is better. She's dying of boredom. Hehe

Rolling from Hell

If you're going to somebody's house and the owner didn't speak at all, that's rude. If you keep going to that house and the owner still be like that, don't be rude, easy, something bad might happened to that man.

For the last one month, if you are ever happen come to my blog and found nothing was updated, I beg for apologise. After Raya holiday ends, my body slipped into well-built-education’s hell. You know, assignments, presentations, projects, it kills.

Then, the hell was upgraded. Examination is up. To make it worst, there is no study week. I only have less than four days to prepare for 5 papers. Well, that’s what I got for procrastinates. Procrastination is a sin, don’t try it at home.

And now, after 3 weeks full of torment, I’m back at home, again. And I bring along some souvenirs from hell. Technically, it sticks into my body. Well, hell did some damaged on my body. I got new sickness in my life. It is so chronic that I didn’t know how to handle this. Straight to the point, I got amnesia!

Yeap, I can’t sleep, I can’t closed my eyes, and my brain can’t stop thinking which stupidly preventing I from sleeping. If I manage to sleep, it only holds for 3 hours, then I’m awake and can’t continue sleeping. I bet you know how it feels when you didn’t have a good sleep and when you blink your eyes, it feels funny, right? Too bad it happens during examination days and I hope I didn’t make too much careless.

If you’re sleepy, stop driving. But do you stop answering question paper if you’re sleepy? Either way kills.

Good Day, Good Spirit

Well, holiday is almost over. Raya is great. Most of us would say the more you're aging, the lesser you enjoy the Raya, but for me, Raya is always merrier than before. Well, I managed to collect more than RM200 this Raya and at my age, it is something you should brag proud of. Thanks to all of my relatives for the money.

Well, Raya is great, full of happiness. Oh ya, Selamat Hari Raya and Maaf Zahir Batin to all my friends and bloggers (family was not mentioned as this is a no-no-family-to-read-blog). Though Raya is great, there were no photos will posted in here as I am not a photogenic stuff. Haha.

When my mother told me to use the Raya money in a smart ways which she meant to use it so that everybody can benefits from it, I'm thinking of modifying my Proton Neolah. Hehe. Thanking of upgrading the exhaust system and intake system. Since it is an auto transmission car, so I think I really need that upgrading things because I have some problem when over taking other cars. It revvs so hard and moves only an inch.

Remember about me fall of the motorcycle? Yes, my legs getting better, well only on the skins. No scars, surprised, But, deep inside the knee, I mean at the ligament, it never getting any better. During a bowling game yesterday, the pains getting deepen and harder. After the game, I went for a check at a clinic and they said something is very wrong with the ligament. Worst, they said I may need a physiotherapy stuff. Oh God, that makes me feels like an old man. Physiotherapy at 20 years old, something I never thouht of to be in my history book. However it was not confirmed yet as they asked me to go to the hospital for more details. I hope they're wrong and I'm waiting till the final exam ends for a further check up. Need to bear with this leg.

Well, this evening, I'm going back to Shah Alam, have a full day of classes tomorrow. Too bad, I have a very important presentation at tomorrow's morning and nothing looks prepared. Wish me luck!

Back for Raya

It had been a while since I hadn't update my blog, again, this same sentences I repeat, I beg for apologize. My leg at a time it seems like it had getting better, but after a great kicking night in futsal court, my leg starts aching again.

Last week is so busy. Need to prepare for 3 projects, 1 presentation materials. It's a totally cruel world. Imagine 3 designation projects were finished in a week. Imagine a big eye bag I've gotten. With the heavily wounded leg, I manage to did it. Compared to those who is healthy and end up doing nothing, I think I'm great! Thanks to wounded leg, I manage to ask my father buy me a Firefly ticket. I can't afford to sit in a 8 hours bus journey. Thank you dad.

Today, I'm going back to my hometown, Kota Bharu Kelantan. Can't wait to be there! Raya is getting nearer but my leg is worsen. I hope I can be there, where everybody prays for Raya prayers. It's a twice a year event and such a waste if I can't join the mass. I hope I can.

ps/ with me getting back at home, hopefully there will be a frequent update for this blog

RinG rolls back!

It's been a while since I'd writing in here. Well, I have a fever for a last few days. After the football fever, I manage to have my own fever, and too bad nobody knows it. Hmm, kudos to my parents for being so caring. But I guess I'm getting better now. There is nothing much that I can do when I was sick. I don't drive, I don't get out, I don't futsal, I failed to don't make some readings, but I manage to do one thing.

What it is? Well, sure it is a damn good thing, right?

Well, I managed to make my own links to other blogs that I frequently go. Well, I'm surprised that it seems so little that I have. So, if anybody out there think their blog is not here, and wants it to be here, please do tell me! I'll put yours Hmm, another super-duper surprised is, most of the blogs that I went, and appeared in my lists are belong to women. Whoa, am I a silent pervert?