Lost 101.

Life really is terrifying.Especially when I'm in lost.Hell, I am lost all the time. and scared.It's the course lab pre-guidance that get me. Honestly, all the teacher smart talking ran over my ear like wind, and what funny is I don't get it, blank is all I got. Palm sweating and I was anxious to get myself to understand. I am so doomed.

Eyes flickered to all sides, catching up glances of my friends taking up some notes.

Mine? Perfectly nice white sheets. "Owh shoot, doodle something come on!".

Shame start to take control of me. To say embarassment is much what I deal here pretty much every day is an understatement.

But what can I do?

Having picked to study in foreign languange, embarassment do come in package. Soon you realize you are so good at it, you can have a laugh at embarassing yourself.

Yet embarassment I didn't mind so much. What is? To be in the known. Means? Please somebody shed a light to me. Give me a sign or something. Or come and take my hand, walk me down the right lane. I don't want to be lost. It is so scary. Pettrify me so much. If I knew what I have await for me, I pretty much wish to be cave in back in my mother's womb.

Class start tommorow.Time to figure out what actually I'm doing here. When I thought my misery (the last time exam) had end, it all start all over again. Back to square one. I wish this time I could handle much better.

Yassin For The Love One

When I reached my room back in Sappporo, Fek told me that one of my senior had lost his father. Shock caught me up. Startled. I'm not sure what to reply. But I thought " Lucky him, because atleast he made the right choice coming back this summer.". Guess it could happen to anyone right? I've had that thought pretty much often, my knee go wobbly thinking of little that I know that just now could be the last Skype Conversation with my love one.

To my senior; you had my condolences and Al-Fatihah to your love one.


Here is my brother and sister, doing the Yassin recital at our Atuk and Opah grave.


To everyone who are dealing situation like this; be though, though I know it's hard.

Selamat Hari Raya!

I'm practically at my kampong right now. Few hours before the 'day'. Like to take opportunity to wish all a very Selamat Hari Raya and yeah; Maaf Zahir Batin ek....

P/s; The Masjid is at our local UNITEN.

Pps; Stuff urself yeah with the feast. XD

Post Up Upon Paragliding

Testing the wind

Checking Those Many Straps...

The Glorious Took Off


Here We Go; Up In The Air. Walla~

Carousel; The Pony Rides

I hate roller coaster and any other freaking scary in-your-belly-welch rides.

I love carousel. It feel fine, relax, like you are taking a stroll along with some funny wave rythm ( get it? the up and down of the pony ). The ponies are all cute and come along with character. I can pick whichever one I like. Right?

Fine- You got me. I'll admit. Poo~Hoo. I'm easy to scare, a coward, and I don't like the nausea feeling afterward of every roller coaster ride. I don't get it; why people can line up to just get into some 1minutes ride that will give you some sheer dizziness afterward??

Still can somebody buy me a cotton candy? I love that fluffy thing so much.

Paragliding Phase Me

Woot! Woot!

I'm home. Safe and sound. Pretty much been slacking around. I'd yet to hit the mall. I've got some absurd disease of afraid to leave home. ( More to penyegan actually ) Haha.

Last Saturday, I went Paragliding. out of ten rating, I'd go with twenty. Huh!

and yes; I didn't go solo. Ive got to have classes. Seems imposible with me studying somewhere else.

Dad was overwhelmed with the stuff. He asked a lot, and get this, the complete set of a paragliding stuff will cost you about RM 12 grand!! ( Uncle said: There's always second hand )

I had begged dad before during the 'after SPM period'. That time his reply was ; " Kau nak mati ke??".....huh...I dunno why suddenly he let me do it this time. Nonetheless I DID IT.

The view very2 spectacular. Superb! An eagle flew beside us. I was at 920 feet above the ground. Ofcourse I was gayat at first, then it felt better, smooth and steady even. I went flying 2 times. On the second time, the uncle even gave me the handle for a while. Really cool!

Here some video. Edited by my lil sis, based on my too fancy request.

Ill post some pic later from above.~