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Nice artwork :)

My Horse

Facts about this horse:

1. I bought it somewhere in 2005...the salesman actually miscalculate the price...so i get another RM1000 plus extra discount.

2. There are about 11 unpaid traffic summons from the previous owner.

3. I lost the fuel cap on the first time i filled up the diesel...almaklumlah excited sangat pakai keta baru...

4. The first accident - I hit an Iswara from the back (mengantuk punya pasal)...luckily the owner agreed to settled peacefully...

5. As usual, a bumpy car...some of my friends said that they will 'mengantuk' much more faster. Its true what.. hehehee...(refer fact no 4)

6. It helps me a lot...from daily routine driving, angkat batu, kayu, pokok, tanah, simen, besi, motor, orang (PATI)...

7. Not so 'popular' among my Mak and Mak Mertua, because they said its so harsh, so high and uneasy to ride hehehe...but popular among my anak buah because they can play and ride at the back deck. One of my nephew called it Stormbeng...i dont have any idea what 'beng' means to him hehehee...

8. Suit to my lifestyle, my aspiration, and my adventurous way of life. Remember that we designed our life as what we want it to be right?

9. Probably my first and last pick up...i'm looking for a more family type of horse after this...maybe something like Xtrail, or BMW X5, or V8 VW Toureg maybe?...huuhh...tak habis2 berangan :D...

Dare to fail...is it an option?

No. It's not an option.

If we want to succeed, then we have to learn to live with failure...

Failure is the only opportunity to begin again more intelligently and wisely :)

Appreciating experience...as our best teacher

I grew up in an extended Javarian family group in Kg.Baru...where everybody knows their neighbours very well during those days. I used to pluck my neighbour's fruits as if those trees are mine ghehehe.., used to swim at Sungai Klang (its only 150m from my house), and doing all those budak kampung stuffs...including 'peeping' works hahahaa... Life as a stubborn budak kampung seems great, so stubborn that mak used to scold me with abah's belt...and its just another 'masuk telinga kiri keluar telinga kanan' for me... Neighbours always heard me yelling 'Ampun maaakk...ampun maaakk'...huhuhuu (You know what's happening lah)

I was a die hard fan of The A Team TV series at that time...so i create my own 'A Team' and appoint myself as Mr. Hannibal hehehe...still remember my team mates; Izham (Mr. Faceman), Azani (B.A), and my cousin Edi (Murdoch). We built our own 'machine gun' with fire cracker as our bullet (we're more advanced than other boys at that time...peluru buah gatal tak main la). The only problem is...we get the 'bullet' supply only in Raya season hehehe... We also designed our own military strategies, and construct our own fortress at Nenek's backyard. FYI, we also have our own 'shooting range' haaah... :D

Childhood days are precious moments, as it plays a vital role in forming our early self personality and character. Just like what my mak said; What you do shows who you are...


The school days...
6 months after my Form 1 in Victoria Institution, I was offered to continue my secondary school at a boarding science school in Pahang. There...i started to mix with wrong friends. I felt so free to do whatever i want (since my parents were far away), so easy to smoke, and started to bully the juniors. My grade drops...some of the teachers called me 'pemalas' hehehe... My misleading attitude comes to an end when a junior (whom i beat because of a maggi tupperware) reported me to the discipline teacher. The school council ask my parents to fetch me, with a letter wrote "dinasihatkan bertukar sekolah'...Huarrghh...Mak and Abah scolded me like hell all the way from Pahang to KL...as usual, i just kept quiet, but deep in my heart...i was so sad...tu lah...sendiri mau ingat la kan :)

I continued my Form 4 at a normal secondary school in Gombak. Unfortunately, i found that i cannot get along very well with my science classmates. I began to mingle around with Art and Commerce stream students...i found that they're more friendly, humble, and also kuat melepak ghegheghee...

I felt like being slapped hundreds of times...when i get a straight F9 for Modern Maths, Add Maths, Chemistry, and Physic in my SPM...and marked me as a third grader...fuuhh gelap sat dunia...I begged Abah to resit my SPM once again in a private school...and to make short...i manage to get better grade...malu nak cerita huhuhuu...



My Form 4 class photo, taken in 1989. My honorable class teacher, Miss Mary. My dear classmates...nape aku rasa terkilan bila tengok gambar ni... :(


...i'm so regret actually...nyesal aku tak belajar betul2...





Jamming memories - Rockefella 1991-92



Ahahh...just like other teenagers who likes to play guitar...i started to learn and play at the age of 13. Mak was a part time music teacher at that time, so she brought back an accoustic guitar (gitar kapok; to make more sense) at home. I started to form my first band in Form 4...still remember my first bandmates; Kin San (the lead guitar), Azam (drummer), and my orang asli friend Talib (basist). We used to be expelled from the jamming studio several times, because we jammed in school uniforms hehehe...some of our early songs such as the heavymetal bands like Iron Maiden, Loudness, Metallica, Guns and Roses...to name a few..

With my drummer Azam, we're getting serious with the music business. We managed to find new band members after several auditions.  Our aim is actually to enter the Juara Juara Rock Malaysia contest. The judges at that time were the rock legends Man Kidal, Yantzen, and some other rock otai's. Our band managed to enter the final 8! Although surely we're not the winner...at least i get the experience; being a so-called rock artist, including shivering and sweating on stage hahahaa....we even so shy to faced the audience!

...Regret that i lost all the photos :(


The student days...
It was at this point... where my life starts to change gradually. Slowly i left my guitars, amplifiers and band members alike. Being a design-based student is not easy; with all the hectic assignments, field trips and researches to be done. As usual, i was also a 'last minute magical performer' when it comes to assignment submissions hahahahaaa...

You know lahh...at those age of early 20's...Chinta mula berputik ahahahaa.... But its just part and parcel of life as a student.

...to be continued (if rajin hahahahaa)

Mak's family

Salaam,
Suddenly...i found myself in an interest to blog. Maybe i'm a late starter, but it doesn't mean that i'll be late forever isn't it?

I found this nostalgic old photo in one of mak's album. Actually i'm not the type of person who likes to collect classic photos...but this one captured my intention. Here's my mak's family, (dont ask me when this photo was taken arr..) she's standing in third from right. Hehe, she looks like my bro Ajun.

Al Fatihah... for my late Datuk, Nenek, and Wak Li...semoga ruh mereka ditempatkan dalam golongan orang2 soleh...Amin