SHARPER THAN KNIVES - update 4 minit

FLY

"if you surrendered to the air, you could ride it"
- Toni Morrison



"when everything seems to be goimg against you, remember that the airplane takes off against the wind, not with it"
- Henry Ford




 

A JOURNEY THROUGH LIFE

I've learned that...

 maturity has more to do 

with what types of experiences you've had 

and what you've learned from them 

and less to do with 

how many birthdays you've celebrated. 

A JOURNEY THROUGH LIFE

I've learned that ... 

seandainya kita dicipta untuk menjadi satu, pasti suatu ketika akan bertemu...namun

seandainya kita dicipta untuk tidak bersatu,

walau dekat selalu kau takkan jadi kepunyaan ku

A JOURNEY THROUGH LIFE

I've learned that ... 

no matter how good a friend is, 

they're going to hurt you every once in a while 

and you must forgive them for that.

A JOURNEY THROUGH LIFE

I've learned that ... 

it"s easier to fake a smile

than to  explain why you're sad

A JOURNEY THROUGH LIFE

I've learned that...

once you stop caring 

they can never hurt you

A JOURNEY THROUGH LIFE

I've learned

that we don't have to change friends if we
understand that friends change.

Out goes the lecturer - kalau aku?

this is from an email i received...


A UNIVERSITI Sains Islam Malaysia lecturer who passed only four out of 157 of her law students claims she was forced to resign so that the university could protect its reputation, Kosmo! reported.

Nor (not her real name) said the reason she left was because she could not stand the pressure from the university management on her to give “sympathy marks.”

“How am I to give extra marks if the marks they got is what they should be getting?” she said, adding that her downfall started when she received a show-cause letter on why so many students had failed.

She was then criticised by her superiors, who also wanted her to add marks based on attendance so as to reduce the number of failures.

“I stood my ground. How could I give them marks for that when it is their responsibility to show up for classes?” she added.

The university declined to comment.

aku...bukti kecemerlangan pendidikan???...you go girl!!!

"put the glass down,today" *

*A professor began his class by holding up a glass with some water in it,asking his students to guess it's weight.*

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*50 gms....100 gms... 125 gms.. the students answered.*

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*I really would not know unless I weigh it,but my question is "what would happen if I held it like this for a few minutes ?"*

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*"Nothing" ,the students said.*

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*"O.K.what would happen if I held it up like this for an hour ? " asked the professor.*

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*"Your arm would begin to ache",said one of the students.*

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*"You are right.Now what would happen if I held it like this for a day ? " Your arm could go numb,you might have severe muscle stress and paralysis,and might even have to go to the hospital" ventured another student. *

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*"Very Good.But during all this,did the weight of the glass change ?" asked the professor.*

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*"No",replied the students in unison.*

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*"Then what caused the arm to ache and the muscle to stress out ? "*

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*The students were puzzled.*

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*"Put the glass down" said one of the students.*

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*"Exactly !" Life's probloems are something like this.Hold on to them for a few minutes in your head,and they seem O .K.Think of them for a long time and they begin to ache.Hold them even longer,and they begin to paralyze you,and you will not be able to do anything". *

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*"It is important to think of problems (challenges) in your life,but EVEN MORE IMPORTANT to put them down at the end of every day before you go to sleep.That way you are not stressed ,when you wake up the next day,and are fresh and strong to take on fresh challenges that the new day may throw your way. *

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*So,as it becomes time for you to call it a day today (and every day),remember to "PUT THE GLASS DOWN".*

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aku...gelas dah pecah kena baling kat dinding...

KALAU ASAL BENIH YANG BAIK

JATUH KE LAUT

MENJADI PULAU

sometimes

sometimes

i need to choose between what I want and what I need

sometimes

i need to choose between living by myself and living with myself

sometimes

i choose not to choose

if there are no answers...

if there are no answers...

why talk about it?

interlude

THERE ARE THREE SIDES TO EVERY STORY

YOUR SIDE,

MY SIDE

AND

THE TRUTH

zoo negara - live to tell

I have a tale to tell

Sometimes it gets so hard to hide it well

I was not ready for the fall

Too blind to see the writing on the wall

Catatan trip zoo Negara…aku mulakan dengan perjalanan balik…saja je…melawan arus…

06.12.08

Plan untuk keluar dari KL sekitar jam 8.30. before that kami pergi dinner dulu…

oh sorry, kami consisted of notasi, remedy, organic, dua anak ku…jamee dan izat plus 9.3.6.3 and yours truly…of course.

Then we said goodbye to 9.3.6.3 yang sampai dari Kota singa sekitar 11.00 pm on 05.12.08, dan terus bersama2 hingga malam ini…sempat juga dia bersama kami sehari semalam walaupun cutinya hanya beberapa hari saja…thanks dek wan, really appreciate that…huhuhu…sedihnya, tak tau bila boleh jumpa lagi…

So…after all the goodbyes, 9.3.6.3 pulang ke rumah kakaknya di puncak alam (kalau tak silap la) dan kami mencari jalan keluar dari ibu kota.

First destination…hantar notasi balik beraya ke rumahnya di Jerantut.

Perjalanan ke jerantut was uneventful, kami sampai around 11.30 malam…agak jauh juga…lebih 30 minit dari exit temerloh.

Notasi bekalkan hot coffee untuk aku teruskan perjalanan ke kuantan… (thank you sweet faiz) sebab aku agak penat dan mengantuk ketika itu…needed to load my system with caffeine, big time…huhuhu…maklum la…aku sorang je yang boleh drive…co-pilots ramai, tapi semua takde licence.

Berpandukan directions yang diberi oleh notasi, (aku memang tak tahu sangat jalan dari jerantut ke kuantan), di bantu oleh co-pilot #1-organik, kami pun sampai ke landmark pertama…

kebetulan ada road block, maka kami pun tanya pada polis tu directions untuk ke kuantan…(rugi notasi takde, kalau tak sure dia seronok flirt dengan polis yang muda dan err ok looking tu…hehehe).

Polis tu nasihatkan kami berpatah balik ke highway untuk terus ke kuantan sebab katanya, jalan ni sangat berliku2 serta gelap. Tapi, aku yang degil ni, malas nak berpatah balik ke highway, sebab agak jauh…maka polis yang baik hati itu pun beri kami directions ikut Maran, sambil berpesan supaya kami berhati2…aku cuma senyum dan ucapkan terima kasih serta selamat hari raya.

Kami ikut jalan Maran…dan memang betul kata polis tu, jalannya sangat sempit, berliku2, dikelilingi hutan dan tiada lampu jalan…memang macam tempat orang potong kepala…to make matters worse, masa tu hujan renyai2 disertai kabus…nasib baik ada remedy dan organic, kalau tak sure aku dah patah balik tanpa sebarang kompromi…

Aku tengok jam…waktu tu tepat pukul 12 malam, the witching hour… Masa ini la aku teringat semua cerita2 seram yang aku pernah tengok dan baca…huhuhu…

keadaan dalam kereta agak senyap…masing2 melayan perasaan takut agaknya. Jamee asyik mendengar walkmannya, izat terus terdiam, remedy sedang fikir2 skrip cerita hantu…katanya, organic, nak bernafas pun takut…

aku…cuma pandang jalan je…tak pandang kiri kanan pun, lagi pun aku sibuk cuba memperlahankan kadar degupan jantung aku yang lebih laju dari speed kereta aku masa tu…

rata2 kami semua memikirkan perkara yang sama, Cuma semua tak berani nak cakap... taboo

Hampir ¾ perjalanan, kami terjumpa sebuah kuil yang sangat terang dan cantik…tapi tak berani nak berhenti untuk ambil gambar…maklum la in the middle of nowhere, dan masa tu dah hampir jam 1 pagi…tapi, kuil tu memang sangat besar dan cantik…rugi pulak rasanya tak ambil gambar…

after more than one hour, we got out of the god forsaken place, and back onto the main road.

Lega rasanya, semua boleh bernafas dengan tenang. Tak sangka aku sangat gembira bila tengok batu jalan yang tertulis…kuantan-92 km…walaupun masih dua digit, at least we were back in the civilized world. Tahniah kepada semua penumpang kerana tidak panic.

We reached UMP around 2 am. After dropping remedy and organic on campus, I headed straight home.

Aku teringat poem ‘the road not taken’ oleh Robert Frost…and I took the road less travelled by…tu la…next time…dengar la cakap polis…
but at least we live to tell…

If I ran away,

I'd neverhave the strength

To go very far

How would they hear

the beating of my heart

Will it grow cold

The secret that I hide,

will I grow old

How will they hear

When will they learn

How will they know

If I live to tell

The secret I knew then

Will I ever have the chance again