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jeudi 30 décembre 2010

An Year's End: Nostalgia.

Hey what up? ^^
Yay. The Tigers won! Malaysia won! haha!
And you know what? Congratulations, you're reading my 100th post.
Celebrating the 100th post since 2009. haha!

So what am I doing now? That's hard to say, but currently I'm doing an essay, which I have to finish it by 6th of January 2011, +5000 words, ~3040 words...to go. Yes. -.-

They're talking about malaysia...on tv. That's one of them. I forgot the title though. :D

But typing for a long time, is boring. So I switched myself to blogger! I got my weapons now. haha! Okay, it may sound ridiculous. But happiness is just everything. :D Without a reason.
I've been watching some things like malaysia on TV and the net (other than football). And also other people's blog, kinda give me some inspiration of what to write.

It's darn hot wearing double layers. Oh, we're doing abseiling by the way. We were here just making sure the people won't fall down, from 50m above. I'm the one with the short sleeve uniform, 5th from left. XD

When it comes to a year's end, have you ever think you've just completed a section or a chapter of your life? It's like, you're having the feeling to type the words "O.M.G" onto yourself. How you did it, is just awesome. haha! XD

I'm not really talking about achievements, but what I'm talking about are the uniqueness of each every of us, of our experience. From my point of view, I always everyday admire the sky, because I thought that if I become the "like-ness of the sky", I'd get a clear view of everything. I could do anything with the weather. Well, but that's not like it. I think it's our stories that makes us better.
Going to annual dinner, at a hotel. :D

So what really has happen in 2010 to me? Did I come out alive? Haha! That's even more simple question.

Nak masuk hutan? haha no. But just came out from there, learning firearms.

Smile and laugh. I really came to know how did this actually work. But really, coming back to 2009, there was always laughs and smiles between every people to friends. From that part, I came to like it. And, as for this year, I finally taste what was the meaning of "bittersweet".

All of us has ups and downs. Being trembling and falling apart, but you just had to stand up and laugh. :D

Some of the classic things and jokes. Back in 2009. :)

I still clearly remember how are things going on back when I was in my old school and over here, college. The earlier times me in the college was definitely harsh.

When it was my junior times, standing up to see the next day, or even waking up is definitely hard, but it was something what you want and something an achievement like you could say the word "yes!". Before you could sleep, you felt so grateful, that you'd say "a day just passed".

Really? But the reality is, it was only "a day" not a month. Not even close to a year. But you're continuously telling yourself that there's something you should pursue, not run away from it but rather face it.

But when you're coming to an end, you felt like you've reach a maximum point, saying that you've already achieve such level. It was rather impossible, but you did it.

But next year, paths would be change. Carriers would get even bigger. We'd go to our very own road then. High school years would just be remembered, and be put not a comma, but a full stop. Saying "sayonara" or "goodbye" would just be the last words we'd ever say to our own school life.

Behind the college is the college's golf course. You could see the LRT moving, KL tower...while you're stuck for months. We juniors always sit & see the view, because its calm. :D

It's sad to say, but life must go on. Being the title of "student" is only for a while. But a school is a fun place to be. It's hard to forget, but eventually you have to let things go. Only when time passes by, change. It might hurt, but its kinda making us better, slowly.

Ah, before I end, friends are really someone worth it. Thank you people. I cherish my days. :D

Asyraf Amir. 2010-2011

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