My 11 : Futebolista Spirit

Formation: 4-4-2

Team: Manchester United


Goalkeeper: van der Saar
Forward Striker: Sergio Aguero/Alex Sanchez
Supportive Striker: Wayne Rooney
Right Attacking Midfielder: Zoran Tosic/Jesus Navas
Left Attacking Midfielder: David Silva/Giggs
Right Midfielder: Carrick/Hargreaves
Left Midfielder: Fletcher/Scholes
Right Winger Back: Wes Brown/Rafael da Silva
Center Back: Ferdinand/Evans
Center Back: Vidic
Left Center Back: Evra

To the blue ribbon that ties the skies, with Love

"Here I Am, Everyday,
Since You Said, You'd Come Again,
But It's Not Fair, Cos You're Not Here,
I Wait In Vain, But Nothing Has Changed,

I'm A Flower, Soaking In The Rain,
If I Could Wish One Thing, I'd Hear You Call My Name,

So When Will I See Your Face Again,
When Will You Touch My Life Again (ohh yeah),
When Will I Breathe You In Again (ha),
I Think I Love Youuu...Will I See Your Face Again, "

i was supposed to post this thread about a few months ago, after you died. but then i postponed, cuz you know why? i thought i'd get over this and stop missing you. you always told me that i can be success, just like abah. its same tone, you'll say it everytime you meet me "belajar pandai-pandai, jadi macam abah kau"

but from you, here we are, its your hand that touches my hair a loong time ago, and can you see how it curls now nenek? its yr hand that shed my tears a long time ago. but now everytime i feel like wanted to cry, i refused to do so. why? because besides you and mom, theres no hand can shed the tears away like you do. maybe im afraid to cry? cuz i know i'd be left alone. Big boys dont cry? No, you never think thats's true.

i never count how many days has passed by since you've been gone. bcuz if the days were counted and multiplied by the power of 10, it will never equal to the weight of loving you and missing you, and it still here, i miss you so much.
who would've guessed that the day i took my school day off just to take care of you is the day for me to watch you go. God has a better planning. i managed to kiss your forehead bfore the helpless nurses took you away. well, i was the last to kiss you anyway.

i always told this to my closest person. in this world, my love for women can only be divided to four. 1 is for my mom, third is my sis, fourth is my future wife and second? second is YOU... do you know that? oh nenek, dont blame me for never telling you that.


i miss you. and i will reminisce my 17 years with you forever.


Till we meet again?




Al-fatihah.


A dedication to my late grandma, Arwah Asiah bt. Busu.

"Here I Am, Everyday,
Since You Said, You'd Come Again,
But It's Not Fair, Cos You're Not Here,"

Whats the best place to fall in love than in Paris?

Saturday, June 20th 2009

Essay: What I Learned Today

I learned today that struggle is life. Human needs dream to prove, to reach and they would call it destiny. And for me, a 19 year old SAB form 6 student, who got nothing at all, nothing that i could tell myself last night: wow i am so impressive,, to dream is not a crime.

For the moment in my yesteryears, i am trying to prove something, something that i know im worth for, esp in my studies. Without enough thrives, im waiting for the good results to rolling in like that, forgetting the wise man that says: nothing will comes easy.

Hey myself, give me time to prove. Give me time to realise my dream. Give me time to get to know myself better. And maybe Elham, we can both be there. To be there, gaining the scholarship, making my parents cry out in proud, be a student in Paris, holding the IR status one day, well, i know i will. And being there, is more than something to prove for, its a dedication to my supportive schoolmates, good friends, family, and most of all, my parents... not forgetting, my late grandmother, Arwah Nenek, i still love you, i still do miss you ;)