Sunday, September 18, 2011

Tell me if you are on the same boat

In a football game during PE, I was always the last one to be picked because I’m FAT and STUPID

Kalau main petang-petang dengan budak-budak taman, confirm they will chose me last.

“aku pilih mat”
“kau pilih hisyam”
“mana boleh,tadi osom tak kira, aku taknak hisyam team aku”
“sial la, aku pun taknak”

See that, they are even belligerent till their veins are out just because they don’t want me to be in their team. But whenever I am playing games, I will give my heart out, chasing the ball like a mad man running till my shirt is drenched with sweat and my breast(yeah i got boobies then coz im too fat) is throbbing as i lost my breath. But still, i cant contend with all those skinny kids, they don’t even have to show any hard work in chasing the ball. So i ended up giving up playing any sports, don’t blame me, if you yourself are constantly rejected you will give up in philanthropic efforts.

When I watch movie, I hardly imagine myself as the main character,

In Starwars, I’m the clone troopers, or maybe the fat one and the one that depart this life first slashed by the lightsabers.
In Harry Potter, I’m the dementor. I absorb the happiness of others, so that i can be happy, yeah i am fookein egocentric, i got hole in my heart did anyone of u give a fak?no right? So Shut The Fakkap!
In Power Rangers, i am not even one of the rangers, i am one of the balaci that will be shot to death at the commencement of the scene. The power rangers don’t even have to transform to kill me, i am THAT insignificant.

When people asks me about my dream, i will just reply that i dint have any

My mum used to asks that question a lot, but it will always ended up as a joke to her.

“hisyam nanti nak beli rumah yang macam mana?”
“rumah simple,luar kayu dalam batu”
“hahaha!tu bukan rumah, tu pondok,hisyam nak tinggal dalam pondok!”
“bukan mum,hisyam nak buat rumah yang...”
“hahaha!tengok anak abah yang sorang ni,ade ke nak tinggal kat dalam pondok?”

So if you asks me about my dream, be ready to hear bout em, and please, don’t joke bout it. Dream is the blueprint of the future life, its not a joke.
So guys, don’t talk to me about confidence suppression if you haven’t face any, mine might not be the worst, but still, its painful yo.

Saturday, September 17, 2011


Hari ni baru nak check kat comment section blog aku, and guess what, its the longest comment ive ever got. Thanks to Aya Sofia and midnight misery for the comment. So this post is gonna be solely bout the comment they are posting which i found interesting.

" rasa cam discriminated"
paham perasaan awk..

juz klaz saya majoriti budak india, lecturer mostly import dari yeaahh, diorg cakap tamil without thinking yg non-indian ni x terasa ke..?

no, im not racist, percayala..saya sindri mix chinese, nk racist amende..? hee..tapi bende2 camni yg kadang2 wat saya kecik ati....

diorg baek tu baek, pandai, lecturer pun suberb, tp B considered la kan..

mayB x sama mcm aper yg awk rasa, but da point here is being discriminated...


ok, now next one is from midnight misery :

I agree yang some ustaz and ustazah have the tendency to discriminate kids. at my school, i was one of the bad kids, i did as many bad things as other kids, some even did more thatn me, but my ustazah said i was 'pelajar paling keras kepala dalam maktab ni' just cause i was always caught red-handed.

i'm always skeptical to ustazs and ustazahs. i think only seriously wise people can call themselves ustaz and ustazah. people who knew judging never brings good results, people who knew different people see the world in different way, people who not only learn religious studies, but is able to see Islam in everything the world offers, arts, aciences, maths etc.

btw, its in reply to my older post link

Wednesday, September 7, 2011


hari ni aku rasa sangat fakkap dan aku malas nak bukak fb n tuitter..
hilang mood nak study or pi dengkil..
aku layan lagu ni sampai esok pagi then baru sambung study ah..

lagu yang paling sesuai dengan mood aku sekarang