no, the title is not referring to me. -_-"
and yes, i do feel that answering questions that people have not yet asked is cool, even though they weren't even planning on asking.
selamat hari raya korban everyone.
it's the holidays and i felt like updating.
good luck to everyone taking the SPM, especially my brother. atamanna laka kullataufiq.
i took arab last semester btw.
finishing the last semester means i only have one more semester to go before i graduate. which means i must be working sometime soon. which i do not know if i am ready to do.
i could postpone the working by studying. further studying. its not that bad of an idea, nowadays its so competitive, you'd want to get any advantage you can over other people. but then again actually working instead of just sitting around doing nothing would be a nice change for me.
i'm still figuring things out. honestly i wouldn't really know what i'd do my masters in, but lets not waste this blog entry thinking about those boring stuff.
what i wanted to talk about was the biggest loser. the reality tv show where you come in admitting you're fat and torture yourself to make yourself skinny.
there are some things in life skinny people can never understand i imagine, and the hardships of being fat may just be one of those life's mysteries thingy.
i was watching the show just now with my mother and these people were saying "oh i got this way because i never exercise" and "i wanna lose weight for myself / my daughter / my family etc2".
life isn't fair. no it isn't. these people were complaining they were fat and were crying on television in front of millions of people basically because, well, they were fat and they couldn't get thin. what i was thinking at the time was that they are millions of people all over the world that would not only cry, but probably cry out blood if it meant that they could be as fat as these guys.
life is never fair to some people coz we are constantly wanting what we don't have. skinny or starving people wanna be fat, really fat people really wanna be thin. and it really isn't anyone's fault whether they're thin or fat. most of the time.
i am a very bad example when it comes to body weight. i never exercise (even my character in Sims 3 doesn't like exercising). i like eating chocolate and ice cream. i sleep to the point it hurts my head sometimes. yet i am still underweight.
some people exercise all the time, go on diets, but still get fat. like i said, it's rarely that person's fault. but sometimes it is.
some people blame their low metabolism for the reason they're being fat. but exercising boosts your metabolism. so if you have low metabolism but you exercise, you'd still have normal or high metabolism. so, if you're fat and you think its coz of your low metabolism, exercise.
some people say they go on diets, but still they don't lose weight. i think the key here is mindset. i shall take the example of a friend of mine. he says he's on a diet, and he skips his lunch. BUT, anytime there's free food around, bye-bye diet. or maybe he skips lunch, but dinner time, eats double than what normal people would eat. tell me HOW is that in any way dieting?
more people should have my mindset when it comes to food if they want to become all underweight like me. if i'm hungry, and the food is just regular food, i'll just eat until i'm not hungry or skip the meal altogether. people might say its unhealthy to skip meals, and yes, it is unhealthy, but so is eating double than what you're supposed to. plus, there's a humongous difference between eat until you're not hungry and stuff yourself until you can barely breathe.
if you do skip meals, when you do eat, don't cover back what you skipped, coz that would defeat the purpose. just eat what you would normally eat. coz i think there's only one stage of hunger, at least for people in countries that aren't suffering from starvation, so don't go compensating for your imaginary extra stages of hunger.
why on earth am i writing tips for losing weight? i have no idea. this must be the most boring post ever. but seriously, it's just pathetic to see this people actually crying because they're fat. in the malay language we call being fat 'sehat' which is also the word for healthy. haha. if you're fat, you're healthy, which is not the case most of the time, but still, you're probably a lot healthier than the people that are starving themselves to death.
imagine that there are people starving, not having ANYTHING to eat AT ALL for the next month, that can't even cry even if they wanted to cry coz of lack of energy, and here we are crying our eyes out coz oh i had too much to eat. boohoo. that's just not right people.
i know i'm being really mean to people that are having weight problems, i've been skinny all my life, what do i know about how fat people feel. but i do know. the thing about us humans is that we really like to make things personal, rarely do we see things from other people's perspective. everyone has their own problems, yes everyone does have their own problems, only difference between fat people and everyone else is that their problem is physical, i.e everyone can see it.
what if someone is stupid. stupid as in not intelligent. what if someone is emotionally scarred. what if someone is having fears that he can't overcome. what if someone is heartbroken. what if someone is too thin to do something. what if someone is not good-looking. what if someone IS good-looking and is being judged more by his/ her looks than what he/she thinks. what if someone is having low self-esteem. what if someone is lonely and depressed. what if someone is addicted to drugs and hates himself for it but can't bring himself to stop using.
there are so many problems in this world. being fat is just one of them. suck it up. if you're not as smart as other people, study harder. if you're not as slim as other people, exercise harder, or wait, here's a thought, accept yourself as who you are and think about the people that are worse off than you. if you're skinny as hell and do not have any close friends around to hang out with during the weekends and spend your time updating your blog, screw what people think and have fun on your own. haha.
"Nothing in this world that's worth having comes easy."
Bob Kelso from Scrubs.
ok enough crap for now. bubye. take care.
Saturday, November 28, 2009
Sunday, November 1, 2009
Be afraid. be very afraid.
yes i am finally free.
which means i have some time to waste updating my blog.
yes i am aware that i did not blog in october.
because i was too busy with my studies.
huhu.
moving on. seeing as how its the critical week for most students, most of the blogs i frequently visit aren't being updated. or they're just using that as an excuse for not updating. (like me, sometimes :P). since no one is updating, i might as well update mine.
few weeks back, i went home despite threats of doom from my plant design project mates, specifically the girl in the group, lets call her lady gagah. ahaha. see everyone is under immense pressure of meeting the deadline, and blissfully happy me has the time to go home, so some people weren't too happy about it. haha. but i went home anyways. its not like i didn't do my work or anything. just had to go home for some errands i needed to take care of.
anyways, not what i wanted to talk about. fast forward, it was almost sunrise, i was going to sleep after working hard on my part of plant design report, (in case my group mates decided to read), when i saw something on my bedroom floor....
that suddenly moved.
.
oh my god what the bloody f**k!
.
.
katak rupanya. syaitan betul.
i have never been a big fan of frogs. just don't like em.
or any reptiles for that matter. jap, are frogs reptiles?
amphibians kot. tak kisah la.
after screaming like a little girl, i tried to lead the frog out of the house. its too gooey for me to be touching it, so i was like guiding it on where to go rather than picking it up like a man should. hahaha.
and continued yelping like a sissy everytime it decided to jump in an opposite direction.
gosh if there were girls in the house at the time, i'd probably never end up getting married. hahaha.
after much directing, much jumping done by both the frog and myself, (perhaps i was jumping a bit more than the frog), i finally led the amphibian out of the house. fuh. took me awhile too. hour plus i think, because i couldn't get it to go where its supposed to go. they should make this a sport, frog-directing.
let's hope for my sake the frog doesn't go telling on me to a princess that tries to kiss it. that would be embarassing.
[caption id="" align="aligncenter" width="222" caption="frog prince yang kecik hati kerana aku takut ngan dia."]
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some things that you're afraid of when you're little, but there are some things you're just afraid of, no matter how old you are, and no matter what you do about it.
when i was little, i was so afraid of the dark and/or ghosts. like really, really afraid. everytime i wanted to take a shower, i'd need to have someone accompany me and stay outside the door. and i'd be trying to force my eyes open everytime i take a bath, so that i can see if there are any ghosts lurking around. haha. scaredy cat.
but that was when i was little. haha. i think maybe the ghosts are afraid of me nowadays, being so sarcasticly evil.
i was also afraid of heights. and i still am. see there are things you can overcome, like fear of ghosts and stuff. but some, you can't. as far as i can remember, i've been trying to get rid of my fear of heights. everytime i go somewhere high, i try to look down to the ground below and get rid of it. but its just not possible. no matter what. no matter how many times i try, that fear will still be there.
haihs.
but, they say that courage is not the absence of fear, but rather the judgment that something else is more important than fear. how this applies to my fear of heights, i do not know. hahha
people say that what you are afraid of now usually has something to do with what you were frightened with as a child. some people are afraid of cats, however unbelievably cute some kittens may be, some people are afraid of cats, probably because a cat scratched them when they were little, maybe.
i don't think anyone ever frightened me with ghosts or frogs or anything when i was a kid. frogs are just gooey. its not fear. its unlike-ness. haha. i do not fear frogs, i only dislike them.
what else. oh yes, i have a weird fear of talking to people i'm not familiar with. it takes a lot of courage for me to go talking to someone i've never talked with. it sometimes is ridiculously hard for me to go talking to someone, so i just shy away unnoticed, and sometimes its not just people i don't know, sometimes even with people i know, i'm a bit hesitant to go talk to them. this particular trait of mine sometimes makes matters more complicated than it should be.
haihs.
although i might go around boasting what a smooth-talker i am, in truth i'm not. well not naturally. if you see me smooth-talking someone, yea thats probably not me. haha. or high from sleeping too much.
[caption id="" align="aligncenter" width="260" caption="yes, this might be me, if i was 7 years old. (or mat salleh)"]
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the reason why i never posted pictures in my blog before is because its kinda difficult with the friendster blog. im not sure how its like with blogger and all that, but its a bit difficult with friendster. but i thought i'd give you guys and girls a treat this time. (and also because i don't have much of anything else to say). o yea, i dislike troublesome things, but then again, who does.
fear of hurting someone's feelings. yes. that's another fear. the thing about being sarcastic all the time, you sometimes go overboard on the sarcasm and hurt someone's feelings. and it has happened quite often to me. if you are one of the people that has been offended by me in the past, i truly am sorry and it probably wasn't my intention to do so. probably. hahaha. (see how bad i am, its a miracle i still have friends).
[caption id="" align="aligncenter" width="342" caption="the dog might very well be me."]
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ok i'm getting bored. i dislike being bored. while writing this i actually went reading some random singaporean girl's blog coz she looked pretty in her profile pic. lol. what to do, a guy is still a guy, unless he's gay. hope ya enjoyed the post with the pictures.
till next time, take care friends.
all the best in life.
(no i am not being sarcastic..)
.
.
(i think)
which means i have some time to waste updating my blog.
yes i am aware that i did not blog in october.
because i was too busy with my studies.
huhu.
moving on. seeing as how its the critical week for most students, most of the blogs i frequently visit aren't being updated. or they're just using that as an excuse for not updating. (like me, sometimes :P). since no one is updating, i might as well update mine.
few weeks back, i went home despite threats of doom from my plant design project mates, specifically the girl in the group, lets call her lady gagah. ahaha. see everyone is under immense pressure of meeting the deadline, and blissfully happy me has the time to go home, so some people weren't too happy about it. haha. but i went home anyways. its not like i didn't do my work or anything. just had to go home for some errands i needed to take care of.
anyways, not what i wanted to talk about. fast forward, it was almost sunrise, i was going to sleep after working hard on my part of plant design report, (in case my group mates decided to read), when i saw something on my bedroom floor....
that suddenly moved.
.
oh my god what the bloody f**k!
.
.
katak rupanya. syaitan betul.
i have never been a big fan of frogs. just don't like em.
or any reptiles for that matter. jap, are frogs reptiles?
amphibians kot. tak kisah la.
after screaming like a little girl, i tried to lead the frog out of the house. its too gooey for me to be touching it, so i was like guiding it on where to go rather than picking it up like a man should. hahaha.
and continued yelping like a sissy everytime it decided to jump in an opposite direction.
gosh if there were girls in the house at the time, i'd probably never end up getting married. hahaha.
after much directing, much jumping done by both the frog and myself, (perhaps i was jumping a bit more than the frog), i finally led the amphibian out of the house. fuh. took me awhile too. hour plus i think, because i couldn't get it to go where its supposed to go. they should make this a sport, frog-directing.
let's hope for my sake the frog doesn't go telling on me to a princess that tries to kiss it. that would be embarassing.
[caption id="" align="aligncenter" width="222" caption="frog prince yang kecik hati kerana aku takut ngan dia."]
[/caption]some things that you're afraid of when you're little, but there are some things you're just afraid of, no matter how old you are, and no matter what you do about it.
when i was little, i was so afraid of the dark and/or ghosts. like really, really afraid. everytime i wanted to take a shower, i'd need to have someone accompany me and stay outside the door. and i'd be trying to force my eyes open everytime i take a bath, so that i can see if there are any ghosts lurking around. haha. scaredy cat.
but that was when i was little. haha. i think maybe the ghosts are afraid of me nowadays, being so sarcasticly evil.
i was also afraid of heights. and i still am. see there are things you can overcome, like fear of ghosts and stuff. but some, you can't. as far as i can remember, i've been trying to get rid of my fear of heights. everytime i go somewhere high, i try to look down to the ground below and get rid of it. but its just not possible. no matter what. no matter how many times i try, that fear will still be there.
haihs.
but, they say that courage is not the absence of fear, but rather the judgment that something else is more important than fear. how this applies to my fear of heights, i do not know. hahha
people say that what you are afraid of now usually has something to do with what you were frightened with as a child. some people are afraid of cats, however unbelievably cute some kittens may be, some people are afraid of cats, probably because a cat scratched them when they were little, maybe.
i don't think anyone ever frightened me with ghosts or frogs or anything when i was a kid. frogs are just gooey. its not fear. its unlike-ness. haha. i do not fear frogs, i only dislike them.
what else. oh yes, i have a weird fear of talking to people i'm not familiar with. it takes a lot of courage for me to go talking to someone i've never talked with. it sometimes is ridiculously hard for me to go talking to someone, so i just shy away unnoticed, and sometimes its not just people i don't know, sometimes even with people i know, i'm a bit hesitant to go talk to them. this particular trait of mine sometimes makes matters more complicated than it should be.
haihs.
although i might go around boasting what a smooth-talker i am, in truth i'm not. well not naturally. if you see me smooth-talking someone, yea thats probably not me. haha. or high from sleeping too much.
[caption id="" align="aligncenter" width="260" caption="yes, this might be me, if i was 7 years old. (or mat salleh)"]
[/caption]the reason why i never posted pictures in my blog before is because its kinda difficult with the friendster blog. im not sure how its like with blogger and all that, but its a bit difficult with friendster. but i thought i'd give you guys and girls a treat this time. (and also because i don't have much of anything else to say). o yea, i dislike troublesome things, but then again, who does.
fear of hurting someone's feelings. yes. that's another fear. the thing about being sarcastic all the time, you sometimes go overboard on the sarcasm and hurt someone's feelings. and it has happened quite often to me. if you are one of the people that has been offended by me in the past, i truly am sorry and it probably wasn't my intention to do so. probably. hahaha. (see how bad i am, its a miracle i still have friends).
[caption id="" align="aligncenter" width="342" caption="the dog might very well be me."]
[/caption]ok i'm getting bored. i dislike being bored. while writing this i actually went reading some random singaporean girl's blog coz she looked pretty in her profile pic. lol. what to do, a guy is still a guy, unless he's gay. hope ya enjoyed the post with the pictures.
till next time, take care friends.
all the best in life.
(no i am not being sarcastic..)
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(i think)
Friday, September 25, 2009
31 posts old
i must warn the readers that there is a possibility that you might be offended with this post, especially if you like photography. if you are easily offended, steer clear from this post. in case you decided to ignore this warning, i am sorry. everyone's entitled to their own opinion right. although mine could be dead wrong. :P
happy birthday!
no, not to my blog, although this is the 31st post.
to everyone that celebrated their birthday recently. :P
my cousin's birthday is on the 1st day of raya. how fun is that?! haha. so instead of just eating nasi himpit and ketupat and lemang, we ate cake as well. yeay for the soon-to-be overweight us. :P (and to some cousins that are already overweight. wahaha!)
oh yea, selamat hari raya! lol. that should be the first thing i said. zzz. must set priorities straight next time. and maaf zahir batin juga. or in english, sorry for the obvious and not so obvious things...
hmm. didn't really have anything to write about. really this time. ah, here's something. seems like everyone has a degree nowadays. and here i thought i was somehow special because i (almost) have a degree. zzz. how uncool. i dunno if most people know this, but i don't like to be... similar to other people. i prefer to be different. i don't think its a cry for attention, i simply dislike being similar to other people, i do not like following trends, i try to break away from the crowd.
example? to be completely honest, i like photography. no, not the art of buying expensive cameras and then showing it off to the world as if the camera makes you a cameramen, the art of taking beautiful pictures, regardless of what camera you use. see, i found out i liked photography a long time ago, before it became a craze, at least it was before the craze, coz i don't seem to recall anyone talking about it then. and the camera that i used? my VGA quality phone camera. haha. some ppl might notice that in my camera phone, where there should be pictures of myself posing vainly, pictures of other human beings that are close to me, are pictures of inanimate objects, weird things and bizarre scenery. again, honestly, im very stiff, definitely not photogenic, if thats how you spell it. so even though at times i do try to pose and get a good photo of myself, i seldom succeed. haha.
anyways, getting back to the photography thing, i also realised that taking good pictures of other people are hard as well. i prefer candid shots, but its so hard to actually catch a very good one, unless you're actually talented, which i'm not. haha. so i like taking pictures of things that don't normally move. hence pictures of scenery, inanimate objects, and other weird things. but i've never actually told anyone i like taking pictures. and it really didn't occur to me to get those expensive cameras to improve the quality of the pictures, coz they aren't that nice to begin with. haha. its just something i do for my own pleasure.
but nowadays, seems like every single human being is a 'photographer'. everyone boasting their new DSLR or DSL modem (lol) or whatever it is and are actually going for photoshoots to satisfy their thirst for great photo-capturing or whatever the hell they call what they're doing. lol. sorry.
i really must voice out my opinion on this one. first off, having a very good camera doesn't mean you're a photographer that suddenly has the urge or more appropriately put the caliber or more bluntly put actual talent to actually pull off a photoshoot, it just means you're a camera owner. that's it. nothing more. (credit to my friend for telling me this. :) )
secondly, while the presence of beautiful girls and beautiful scenery does make the photograph more beautiful (obviously), it does not mean that since it was you that took the photograph, it automatically turns you into a talented photographer because the picture was beautiful. any moron can go take pictures of a beautiful girl and the pictures will turn out pretty no matter what he does. BUT, it takes skill to take pictures of a mundane, uninteresting thing and make it look extraordinary, magical.
again, sorry. i do not mean to offend, but there are some things that i just can't stand. i rarely go rant-ing (without the hyphen it looks like a branch. lol) like this, but when i do, someone's bound to be pissed off. haha. and who can blame them.
so, er, getting back to what i was talking about previously, i actually do like photography, but since everyone's doing it now, it really annoys me. haha. poyo giler. but that's me. i can't change who i am. i wanted to make a list of things that i do that are different, but there aren't that many that i can think of at the moment. ah, this blog? why the hell haven't i moved out of friendster when everyone has already moved on to better places? thats one. handphone? using motorola, instead of nokia / sony-ericsson. laptop? dell. watch? fossil. not that unique nowadays, but have not met another person with the same exact design, ever.
once you think about it, it really does make sense. even my name is unique / different from others. i don't think ive ever met someone named yasin in person. even abdullah, although a somewhat common name, is not someone i bump into regularly. o yeaa, speaking about names, what's the deal with Malays naming their children with English / weird names? are Islamic / Arabic / Malay names not good enough for their children? i do not mean to be rude especially to those named this way, but your name will somewhat affect what you will become in the future. the closest example would be me. unique name, very unique, almost alien-like personality / interests. haha.
and sometimes, the names are almost impossible to pronounce. arcturus? nymphadora? obama? haha. you can't even tell if its a he or a she sometimes. really. in my humblest of opinions, a name should hold a meaning. it should mean something good or worthy of mentioning. if your name is epal merah bin jantan, you can't even be proud of that. for all we know, you're someone's favorite fruit.
lets take my name for example. my real name is abdullah yasin. granted, it's not the most common of names, but its full of meaning, at least i think so. abdullah means slave of God. yasin, i'm not entirely sure, but i've been told it refers to a prophet. now, the actual person might not be much, but the name abdullah yasin represents someone that is religious, devoted to God, perhaps the best man can be, as man was put on this Earth to be a servant of God anyways. Muslims believe that anything that comes out of our mouths is indirectly a prayer, which is why in Malay culture we rarely or try to avoid saying bad things. example, scolding a naughty boy "aih bertuahnye budak ni pergi conteng dinding". same thing goes for names. we give, or i should say we should have given good names to children in the sense that we pray for the child to live up to his / her name. but people nowadays are so caught up in the glitz and glamour of hollywood, we probably will be seeing names like keanu reeves jonas pitt bin jantan very soon...
but honestly, who am i to judge other people. i'm a nobody really. for all i know, tomorrow or maybe the day after that i will be going out and spending tons of cash on a camera i barely know how to use and post on facebook "I iz expert photographer. I haz expensive camera". (might just do that, for more sarcastic reasons. haha). or maybe when it's my turn to name my own son / daughter, i'd probably forget all about my rambles and rants here and name him / her alfonso de al gore-o-bama. or since i like computers so much, motherboardeina. haha. meaningful what.... computer savvy. motherly. haha. if its a boy, joystickaram sings wall-e. @_@
ok. must stop before i offend more people. but no offense to obama though, the name kinda rolls off the tongue, dont ya think? obama.. obama.. obama... haha. lastly, the most important tradition in my opinion during the raya month, maaf zahir dan batin to all. :)
peace. take care!
happy birthday!
no, not to my blog, although this is the 31st post.
to everyone that celebrated their birthday recently. :P
my cousin's birthday is on the 1st day of raya. how fun is that?! haha. so instead of just eating nasi himpit and ketupat and lemang, we ate cake as well. yeay for the soon-to-be overweight us. :P (and to some cousins that are already overweight. wahaha!)
oh yea, selamat hari raya! lol. that should be the first thing i said. zzz. must set priorities straight next time. and maaf zahir batin juga. or in english, sorry for the obvious and not so obvious things...
hmm. didn't really have anything to write about. really this time. ah, here's something. seems like everyone has a degree nowadays. and here i thought i was somehow special because i (almost) have a degree. zzz. how uncool. i dunno if most people know this, but i don't like to be... similar to other people. i prefer to be different. i don't think its a cry for attention, i simply dislike being similar to other people, i do not like following trends, i try to break away from the crowd.
example? to be completely honest, i like photography. no, not the art of buying expensive cameras and then showing it off to the world as if the camera makes you a cameramen, the art of taking beautiful pictures, regardless of what camera you use. see, i found out i liked photography a long time ago, before it became a craze, at least it was before the craze, coz i don't seem to recall anyone talking about it then. and the camera that i used? my VGA quality phone camera. haha. some ppl might notice that in my camera phone, where there should be pictures of myself posing vainly, pictures of other human beings that are close to me, are pictures of inanimate objects, weird things and bizarre scenery. again, honestly, im very stiff, definitely not photogenic, if thats how you spell it. so even though at times i do try to pose and get a good photo of myself, i seldom succeed. haha.
anyways, getting back to the photography thing, i also realised that taking good pictures of other people are hard as well. i prefer candid shots, but its so hard to actually catch a very good one, unless you're actually talented, which i'm not. haha. so i like taking pictures of things that don't normally move. hence pictures of scenery, inanimate objects, and other weird things. but i've never actually told anyone i like taking pictures. and it really didn't occur to me to get those expensive cameras to improve the quality of the pictures, coz they aren't that nice to begin with. haha. its just something i do for my own pleasure.
but nowadays, seems like every single human being is a 'photographer'. everyone boasting their new DSLR or DSL modem (lol) or whatever it is and are actually going for photoshoots to satisfy their thirst for great photo-capturing or whatever the hell they call what they're doing. lol. sorry.
i really must voice out my opinion on this one. first off, having a very good camera doesn't mean you're a photographer that suddenly has the urge or more appropriately put the caliber or more bluntly put actual talent to actually pull off a photoshoot, it just means you're a camera owner. that's it. nothing more. (credit to my friend for telling me this. :) )
secondly, while the presence of beautiful girls and beautiful scenery does make the photograph more beautiful (obviously), it does not mean that since it was you that took the photograph, it automatically turns you into a talented photographer because the picture was beautiful. any moron can go take pictures of a beautiful girl and the pictures will turn out pretty no matter what he does. BUT, it takes skill to take pictures of a mundane, uninteresting thing and make it look extraordinary, magical.
again, sorry. i do not mean to offend, but there are some things that i just can't stand. i rarely go rant-ing (without the hyphen it looks like a branch. lol) like this, but when i do, someone's bound to be pissed off. haha. and who can blame them.
so, er, getting back to what i was talking about previously, i actually do like photography, but since everyone's doing it now, it really annoys me. haha. poyo giler. but that's me. i can't change who i am. i wanted to make a list of things that i do that are different, but there aren't that many that i can think of at the moment. ah, this blog? why the hell haven't i moved out of friendster when everyone has already moved on to better places? thats one. handphone? using motorola, instead of nokia / sony-ericsson. laptop? dell. watch? fossil. not that unique nowadays, but have not met another person with the same exact design, ever.
once you think about it, it really does make sense. even my name is unique / different from others. i don't think ive ever met someone named yasin in person. even abdullah, although a somewhat common name, is not someone i bump into regularly. o yeaa, speaking about names, what's the deal with Malays naming their children with English / weird names? are Islamic / Arabic / Malay names not good enough for their children? i do not mean to be rude especially to those named this way, but your name will somewhat affect what you will become in the future. the closest example would be me. unique name, very unique, almost alien-like personality / interests. haha.
and sometimes, the names are almost impossible to pronounce. arcturus? nymphadora? obama? haha. you can't even tell if its a he or a she sometimes. really. in my humblest of opinions, a name should hold a meaning. it should mean something good or worthy of mentioning. if your name is epal merah bin jantan, you can't even be proud of that. for all we know, you're someone's favorite fruit.
lets take my name for example. my real name is abdullah yasin. granted, it's not the most common of names, but its full of meaning, at least i think so. abdullah means slave of God. yasin, i'm not entirely sure, but i've been told it refers to a prophet. now, the actual person might not be much, but the name abdullah yasin represents someone that is religious, devoted to God, perhaps the best man can be, as man was put on this Earth to be a servant of God anyways. Muslims believe that anything that comes out of our mouths is indirectly a prayer, which is why in Malay culture we rarely or try to avoid saying bad things. example, scolding a naughty boy "aih bertuahnye budak ni pergi conteng dinding". same thing goes for names. we give, or i should say we should have given good names to children in the sense that we pray for the child to live up to his / her name. but people nowadays are so caught up in the glitz and glamour of hollywood, we probably will be seeing names like keanu reeves jonas pitt bin jantan very soon...
but honestly, who am i to judge other people. i'm a nobody really. for all i know, tomorrow or maybe the day after that i will be going out and spending tons of cash on a camera i barely know how to use and post on facebook "I iz expert photographer. I haz expensive camera". (might just do that, for more sarcastic reasons. haha). or maybe when it's my turn to name my own son / daughter, i'd probably forget all about my rambles and rants here and name him / her alfonso de al gore-o-bama. or since i like computers so much, motherboardeina. haha. meaningful what.... computer savvy. motherly. haha. if its a boy, joystickaram sings wall-e. @_@
ok. must stop before i offend more people. but no offense to obama though, the name kinda rolls off the tongue, dont ya think? obama.. obama.. obama... haha. lastly, the most important tradition in my opinion during the raya month, maaf zahir dan batin to all. :)
peace. take care!
Wednesday, August 19, 2009
confusing
i have a meeting with my Final Year project supervisor tomorrow at 8 a.m. its 2.20 a.m now. its not exactly the most suitable time for me to be updating my blog, but what the hell. i never really did care about the concept of time and how much hours of sleep a normal human being should have.
honestly, i haven't been that busy at all. really, not that busy. but definitely very busy compared to before. lol. so it kinda bothered, not stopped, my usual wasting of time.
there has been a lot on my mind recently. well there is always a lot on my mind, but now i figured there's MORE, so its a lot more than usual. see what i mean? writing nonsensical sentences. lol
realize it or not, its my final year. in this university. it feels weird, trying to figure out, where all that time went. maybe i left it under my bed. zzz.
a couple of friends have already graduated. some have even got their jobs and are starting very soon. wow. ah, but thats now what i wanted to talk about. what i wanted to talk about was how inconsiderate of a friend i was.
it was their convocation. a once-in-a-lifetime thing. and i couldn't even wake up early to show my support. honestly i felt like crap. well, i probably felt more sleepy than guilty, coz i went back to sleep even after waking up. but still, i shouldn'tve done that.
honestly, i wanted to go to kl. um. to see one close friend's graduation. well actually there were 2 friends that were graduating, but one's convocation was in the middle of the week, so i can't really skip class to go. well, i CAN skip, but i do not want to. i'm proud to say that i have not skipped ANY class AT ALL this semester. yeay for me! :)
anyways, as i was planning to actually go to the friend's convocation, i found out that UTP's convocation is on the same weekend. crap. i do have friends here as well that are graduating. so i decided not to go to kl, to be here for the friends here's convocation.
which i in the end missed.
what kind of a friend am i?
well, to be fair, i don't really think i'm THAT close with them, but its just good manners. doesn't have to be super duper close to actually go to someone's convocation. sigh. sorry friends.
honestly, people must think im a real jerk. haha. and who can blame them, i am. sometimes.
maybe its just because people just don't know me.
but how can people actually get to know me if i don't really give them a chance?
[thinks...]
i dunno. some people managed to do it. so its not entirely impossible now is it?
sigh.
why just today, someone said "lawak gak ko nih". in a way that implied that she previously thought i was NOT FUNNY.
@_@
and here i thought i was being funny all this while. zzz. remind me not to try out to be a comedian any time soon.
i guess people judge by what they see. as do i.
i must admit im definitely the most warm person to talk to. definitely not the most friendly person. oh and have i mentioned i have this thing where i don't like people that are too cheerful?
no i do NOT hate kittens and no, i am NOT a psychopath. at least i dont think so.
but really, do i care what people think of me? [answer : yes]
its hard not to care what people think of you when your life revolves around you AND other people. BUT,... i will not do anything i would not want to do JUST to change what people think of me. for instance, i'm not going to suddenly go all-happy and cheery all of a sudden and suddenly be all-talkative to everyone.
HELL NO.
i'm just going to be the usual lazy-looking, keeps-to-his-friends me. in short, i care about what people think of me, but not enough to do anything about it. hahaha.
but there are people that i listen to. i mean, i do listen to my friends. i do listen to my family. there was a time in the past where people actually came to me to talk about their problems. why? well, i'm not entirely sure, but i THINK its because i try not to judge. or at the very least not tell it to their face and be mean and shit. haha.
there was one time when a friend of mine was telling me about her new boyfriend. i asked her what happened to her old boyfriend. and so she went about how she was with her boyfriend and then another guy came into the picture and at one time she had TWO boyfriends and etc2.
i could've just said to her what a "bad person" (refraining from using bad words :P) she was for doing such a thing but instead i just listened, with the occasional voicing out my more polite thoughts. sometimes the reason people talk to others is not to ask for advise, not to be judged, but just to let it out. to be able to tell someone, or just share it with someone is a huge relief on its own.
usually what i do when i write a post is that i re-read everything i type so that it actually makes sense to people when they read it. well not this time. haha. i digress.
what was it i was talking about again?
[scrolls back up]
ah, so its convo, bad friend, people not knowing me, not caring what people think, used to be a good friend....
you know, sometimes when i read other people's blog, i wonder if my blog will ever be this interesting. haha. coz some bloggers are really good story-tellers. (totally out of the blue, i know)
okay! moral of the story.
i should go to bed before i confuse people even more. selamat berpuasa!
take care. :)
honestly, i haven't been that busy at all. really, not that busy. but definitely very busy compared to before. lol. so it kinda bothered, not stopped, my usual wasting of time.
there has been a lot on my mind recently. well there is always a lot on my mind, but now i figured there's MORE, so its a lot more than usual. see what i mean? writing nonsensical sentences. lol
realize it or not, its my final year. in this university. it feels weird, trying to figure out, where all that time went. maybe i left it under my bed. zzz.
a couple of friends have already graduated. some have even got their jobs and are starting very soon. wow. ah, but thats now what i wanted to talk about. what i wanted to talk about was how inconsiderate of a friend i was.
it was their convocation. a once-in-a-lifetime thing. and i couldn't even wake up early to show my support. honestly i felt like crap. well, i probably felt more sleepy than guilty, coz i went back to sleep even after waking up. but still, i shouldn'tve done that.
honestly, i wanted to go to kl. um. to see one close friend's graduation. well actually there were 2 friends that were graduating, but one's convocation was in the middle of the week, so i can't really skip class to go. well, i CAN skip, but i do not want to. i'm proud to say that i have not skipped ANY class AT ALL this semester. yeay for me! :)
anyways, as i was planning to actually go to the friend's convocation, i found out that UTP's convocation is on the same weekend. crap. i do have friends here as well that are graduating. so i decided not to go to kl, to be here for the friends here's convocation.
which i in the end missed.
what kind of a friend am i?
well, to be fair, i don't really think i'm THAT close with them, but its just good manners. doesn't have to be super duper close to actually go to someone's convocation. sigh. sorry friends.
honestly, people must think im a real jerk. haha. and who can blame them, i am. sometimes.
maybe its just because people just don't know me.
but how can people actually get to know me if i don't really give them a chance?
[thinks...]
i dunno. some people managed to do it. so its not entirely impossible now is it?
sigh.
why just today, someone said "lawak gak ko nih". in a way that implied that she previously thought i was NOT FUNNY.
@_@
and here i thought i was being funny all this while. zzz. remind me not to try out to be a comedian any time soon.
i guess people judge by what they see. as do i.
i must admit im definitely the most warm person to talk to. definitely not the most friendly person. oh and have i mentioned i have this thing where i don't like people that are too cheerful?
no i do NOT hate kittens and no, i am NOT a psychopath. at least i dont think so.
but really, do i care what people think of me? [answer : yes]
its hard not to care what people think of you when your life revolves around you AND other people. BUT,... i will not do anything i would not want to do JUST to change what people think of me. for instance, i'm not going to suddenly go all-happy and cheery all of a sudden and suddenly be all-talkative to everyone.
HELL NO.
i'm just going to be the usual lazy-looking, keeps-to-his-friends me. in short, i care about what people think of me, but not enough to do anything about it. hahaha.
but there are people that i listen to. i mean, i do listen to my friends. i do listen to my family. there was a time in the past where people actually came to me to talk about their problems. why? well, i'm not entirely sure, but i THINK its because i try not to judge. or at the very least not tell it to their face and be mean and shit. haha.
there was one time when a friend of mine was telling me about her new boyfriend. i asked her what happened to her old boyfriend. and so she went about how she was with her boyfriend and then another guy came into the picture and at one time she had TWO boyfriends and etc2.
i could've just said to her what a "bad person" (refraining from using bad words :P) she was for doing such a thing but instead i just listened, with the occasional voicing out my more polite thoughts. sometimes the reason people talk to others is not to ask for advise, not to be judged, but just to let it out. to be able to tell someone, or just share it with someone is a huge relief on its own.
usually what i do when i write a post is that i re-read everything i type so that it actually makes sense to people when they read it. well not this time. haha. i digress.
what was it i was talking about again?
[scrolls back up]
ah, so its convo, bad friend, people not knowing me, not caring what people think, used to be a good friend....
you know, sometimes when i read other people's blog, i wonder if my blog will ever be this interesting. haha. coz some bloggers are really good story-tellers. (totally out of the blue, i know)
okay! moral of the story.
- be a good friend.
- ATTEND ur friends convo.
- do not judge people even though it isn't really your fault sometimes
- do not change who you are for people who couldn't care less
- DO CHANGE yourself for the better for YOURSELF and people that do care!
- try to make sense when you blog (put yourself in the reader's shoes)
- always get enough sleep before meeting your lecturer.
i should go to bed before i confuse people even more. selamat berpuasa!
take care. :)
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