wish me luck

before

after

nasik minyak

ahad g gombak majelis kawen ja n shah.

tahniah2.muhga berbahgia sentiasa

kanak-kanak cun


owh. ramai sungguh yg datang. tapi tak sempat nak cakap ngan suma. ada yg nak dekat 2 taun xjumpa nih...suma aku tgk maintain je~~~

ujan selebat2nya...and my wiper is testing me...

spa

bingung aku bingung...
ape ke yg sebenarnya nih?

come home

Hello world
Hope you're listening
Forgive me if I`m young
For speaking out of turn
There`s someone I`ve been missing
I think that they could be
The better half of me
They`re in their own place trying to make it right
But I`m tired of justifying
So i say you`ll..
Come home
Come home
Cause I`ve been waiting for you
For so long

10 hinggit

woooot~~~jgn jeles...aku dapat voucher kfc/pizza sempena sambutan 20thn kompeni kat malaysia. hohohoho nak gih makan ayam berketol2 hohohoho.

where's the ship???

yatta!!!

of the bakaness of Malaysian political scene

aku try carik brita nih online tapi xjumpa...

last sunday berita harian. Of all the 'BIG' news regarding the 'SMALL' election going on at Permatang Pauh, these 2 pics capture my eyes. Showing how these hordes of men trying to push their way pass by the Headmaster to get into a school. Mind you, the Headmaster is a woman. As I have no idea what's going on there, what I can decipher is that she tries to banned these people from going into her school. it's her school! she have the right to protect her school! what kind kind of mindless people do these kind of thing? Don't you even have respect for a woman??? Baka.

I don't have the patience for politics. And it kills me seeing this country being run over by these two opposition. What kind of truth are you trying to show through these acts? It's a truth that I never want to have in my life. What kind of power are you trying to show by running all over people? It's the power that I never want to be associated with. To know that we Malaysia could have been great...really great...but, as our country keep on being run AND trampled by power crazy, money crazy, attention crazy people, that greatness we're trying to achieve is still a long way from here. Everyone seem trying to do the best for them, for their party, but never once for the country. It makes me sick.

Personally, I believe that the better government to be in is the Johor Civil Service. The Sultan does actually HAVE power over the administration. Johor may also have their loopholes, their issues...but comparing to our central administration, I'd rather be in JCS. Perhaps I will try my luck there. Who knows...I may be the next Setiausaha Kerajaan Negeri Johor...

tanjung puteri my WUUUBBBB

haghi sabtu ptg aku balik jb.
my lubly sparkly jb~~~

bahlik main masak2

balik kajang ahad ptg. tapi aku turun seremban ikot c suhana yg dok sebelah aku. time tuh kol 9:30pm. first time aku lalu terowong bwh jalan kat terminal1 nih... kagum2...

10:30pm baru train dr seremban gerak.last train of the day.

and around 12:05am naik erl ke putrajaya where i park my car. last erl of the day

wow.is this seishun?

in this life, we all make mistake, have sinned. I'm one of them. Aku sendirik tahu sangat2. tapi tak sedar diri memang...


but this, I have to highlight. Not to condemn the person or what. But to show you how hard our youngster (iye..aku dah tua bangka) have fallen.

I didn't know about this "kecoh-kecoh" till I was at JB, baca paper(iye...aku mmg tak baca berita semasa. ikut berita arashi world aje)...

Bagi ***, kebanyakan pasangan remaja lain yang bercinta pasti tidak terlepas melakukannya (berpeluk, bercium), jangan cakap mereka langsung tak melakukannya.
-->aha!so this is what people been doing these days. man..i miss out A LOT

Kawan-kawan *** faham masalah yang *** alami, mereka tak kutuk ***. Mereka pun cium teman lelaki masing-masing, cuma kesilapan ***, gambar berkenaan tersebar di internet.
-->oic, so we just GO WITH THE FLOW is it? then I should just jump into the Gombak river is it?

Kita hidup dalam masyarakat Melayu, semua adab harus dipelihara. *** menyinggung sensitiviti orang ramai, maafkanlah ***.
-->bullshit. this have nothing to do with race. Race is nothing. It's religion that differs us. Don't talk to me about adab and race.

*** kena fikir, sekarang *** bukan remaja biasa macam dulu, tapi *** dah jadi public figure.
-->bilalah aku nak jadik public figure nih...korang vote aku jadik PM lah ^^



but then again, who am I to say anything
-orang yg nak ke shanghai tok tgk konsert-

W660i white

ahhh...interested in getting one...

and jelesss(uhuks) ada org tuh beli hp baru~~~~

mari~mari~mengumpul duit

picture credits to dailymobile

the specifications --> here! <--

of food and celebration

bored stiff.

thinking of making a trip up to kedah and visit ana...

and i postponing the idea of moving till december/at least after bonus neh... ^^ jahat memang aku nih

mochi wrapper, courtesy of Angela from Japan

the goodies from japan: mochi, tokyo banana, sweets, rice crackers. which xtau kehalalannya ya...

aha! today is the kick-off meeting our 20 year celebration. Okawa-san gambarre!!!

beaooootiful evening for tree planting

peter, kak elly, kak dayang, irawan

kiseki

find what you love

Something to share with you

Steve Jobs “Find What You Love.”
Steve Jobs is the CEO of Apple Computer and of Pixar Animation Studios.

Commencement address at Stanford UniversityPalo Alto, California USAJune 12, 2005

I am honored to be with you today at your commencement from one of the finest universities in the world. I never graduated from college. Truth be told, this is the closest I've ever gotten to a college graduation. Today I want to tell you three stories from my life. That's it. No big deal. Just three stories.

The first story is about connecting the dots.
I dropped out of Reed College after the first 6 months, but then stayed around as a drop-in for another 18 months or so before I really quit. So why did I drop out?
It started before I was born. My biological mother was a young, unwed college graduate student, and she decided to put me up for adoption. She felt very strongly that I should be adopted by college graduates, so everything was all set for me to be adopted at birth by a lawyer and his wife. Except that when I popped out they decided at the last minute that they really wanted a girl. So my parents, who were on a waiting list, got a call in the middle of the night asking: "We have an unexpected baby boy; do you want him?" They said: "Of course." My biological mother later found out that my mother had never graduated from college and that my father had never graduated from high school. She refused to sign the final adoption papers. She only relented a few months later when my parents promised that I would someday go to college.
And 17 years later I did go to college. But I naively chose a college that was almost as expensive as Stanford, and all of my working-class parents' savings were being spent on my college tuition. After six months, I couldn't see the value in it. I had no idea what I wanted to do with my life and no idea how college was going to help me figure it out. And here I was spending all of the money my parents had saved their entire life. So I decided to drop out and trust that it would all work out OK. It was pretty scary at the time, but looking back it was one of the best decisions I ever made. The minute I dropped out I could stop taking the required classes that didn't interest me, and begin dropping in on the ones that looked interesting.
"Don't let the noise of others' opinions drown out your own inner voice. And most important, have the courage to follow your heart and intuition. They somehow already know what you truly want to become."
It wasn't all romantic. I didn't have a dorm room, so I slept on the floor in friends' rooms, I returned coke bottles for the 5¢ deposits to buy food with, and I would walk the 7 miles across town every Sunday night to get one good meal a week at the Hare Krishna temple. I loved it. And much of what I stumbled into by following my curiosity and intuition turned out to be priceless later on. Let me give you one example:
Reed College at that time offered perhaps the best calligraphy instruction in the country. Throughout the campus every poster, every label on every drawer, was beautifully hand calligraphed. Because I had dropped out and didn't have to take the normal classes, I decided to take a calligraphy class to learn how to do this. I learned about serif and san serif typefaces, about varying the amount of space between different letter combinations, about what makes great typography great. It was beautiful, historical, artistically subtle in a way that science can't capture, and I found it fascinating.
None of this had even a hope of any practical application in my life. But ten years later, when we were designing the first Macintosh computer, it all came back to me. And we designed it all into the Mac. It was the first computer with beautiful typography. If I had never dropped in on that single course in college, the Mac would have never had multiple typefaces or proportionally spaced fonts. And since Windows just copied the Mac, its likely that no personal computer would have them. If I had never dropped out, I would have never dropped in on this calligraphy class, and personal computers might not have the wonderful typography that they do. Of course it was impossible to connect the dots looking forward when I was in college. But it was very, very clear looking backwards ten years later.
Again, you can't connect the dots looking forward; you can only connect them looking backwards. So you have to trust that the dots will somehow connect in your future. You have to trust in something — your gut, destiny, life, karma, whatever. This approach has never let me down, and it has made all the difference in my life.

My second story is about love and loss.
I was lucky — I found what I loved to do early in life. Woz and I started Apple in my parents garage when I was 20. We worked hard, and in 10 years Apple had grown from just the two of us in a garage into a $2 billion company with over 4000 employees. We had just released our finest creation — the Macintosh — a year earlier, and I had just turned 30. And then I got fired. How can you get fired from a company you started? Well, as Apple grew we hired someone who I thought was very talented to run the company with me, and for the first year or so things went well. But then our visions of the future began to diverge and eventually we had a falling out. When we did, our Board of Directors sided with him. So at 30 I was out. And very publicly out. What had been the focus of my entire adult life was gone, and it was devastating.
I really didn't know what to do for a few months. I felt that I had let the previous generation of entrepreneurs down - that I had dropped the baton as it was being passed to me. I met with David Packard and Bob Noyce and tried to apologize for screwing up so badly. I was a very public failure, and I even thought about running away from the valley. But something slowly began to dawn on me — I still loved what I did. The turn of events at Apple had not changed that one bit. I had been rejected, but I was still in love. And so I decided to start over.
I didn't see it then, but it turned out that getting fired from Apple was the best thing that could have ever happened to me. The heaviness of being successful was replaced by the lightness of being a beginner again, less sure about everything. It freed me to enter one of the most creative periods of my life.
During the next five years, I started a company named NeXT, another company named Pixar, and fell in love with an amazing woman who would become my wife. Pixar went on to create the worlds first computer animated feature film, Toy Story, and is now the most successful animation studio in the world. In a remarkable turn of events, Apple bought NeXT, I retuned to Apple, and the technology we developed at NeXT is at the heart of Apple's current renaissance. And Laurene and I have a wonderful family together.
I'm pretty sure none of this would have happened if I hadn't been fired from Apple. It was awful tasting medicine, but I guess the patient needed it. Sometimes life hits you in the head with a brick. Don't lose faith. I'm convinced that the only thing that kept me going was that I loved what I did. You've got to find what you love. And that is as true for your work as it is for your lovers. Your work is going to fill a large part of your life, and the only way to be truly satisfied is to do what you believe is great work. And the only way to do great work is to love what you do. If you haven't found it yet, keep looking. Don't settle. As with all matters of the heart, you'll know when you find it. And, like any great relationship, it just gets better and better as the years roll on. So keep looking until you find it. Don't settle.

My third story is about death.
When I was 17, I read a quote that went something like: "If you live each day as if it was your last, someday you'll most certainly be right." It made an impression on me, and since then, for the past 33 years, I have looked in the mirror every morning and asked myself: "If today were the last day of my life, would I want to do what I am about to do today?" And whenever the answer has been "No" for too many days in a row, I know I need to change something.
Remembering that I'll be dead soon is the most important tool I've ever encountered to help me make the big choices in life. Because almost everything — all external expectations, all pride, all fear of embarrassment or failure - these things just fall away in the face of death, leaving only what is truly important. Remembering that you are going to die is the best way I know to avoid the trap of thinking you have something to lose. You are already naked. There is no reason not to follow your heart.
About a year ago I was diagnosed with cancer. I had a scan at 7:30 in the morning, and it clearly showed a tumor on my pancreas. I didn't even know what a pancreas was. The doctors told me this was almost certainly a type of cancer that is incurable, and that I should expect to live no longer than three to six months. My doctor advised me to go home and get my affairs in order, which is doctor's code for prepare to die. It means to try to tell your kids everything you thought you'd have the next 10 years to tell them in just a few months. It means to make sure everything is buttoned up so that it will be as easy as possible for your family. It means to say your goodbyes.
I lived with that diagnosis all day. Later that evening I had a biopsy, where they stuck an endoscope down my throat, through my stomach and into my intestines, put a needle into my pancreas and got a few cells from the tumor. I was sedated, but my wife, who was there, told me that when they viewed the cells under a microscope the doctors started crying because it turned out to be a very rare form of pancreatic cancer that is curable with surgery. I had the surgery and I'm fine now.
This was the closest I've been to facing death, and I hope its the closest I get for a few more decades. Having lived through it, I can now say this to you with a bit more certainty than when death was a useful but purely intellectual concept:
No one wants to die. Even people who want to go to heaven don't want to die to get there. And yet death is the destination we all share. No one has ever escaped it. And that is as it should be, because Death is very likely the single best invention of Life. It is Life's change agent. It clears out the old to make way for the new. Right now the new is you, but someday not too long from now, you will gradually become the old and be cleared away. Sorry to be so dramatic, but it is quite true.
Your time is limited, so don't waste it living someone else's life. Don't be trapped by dogma — which is living with the results of other people's thinking. Don't let the noise of others' opinions drown out your own inner voice. And most important, have the courage to follow your heart and intuition. They somehow already know what you truly want to become. Everything else is secondary.
When I was young, there was an amazing publication called The Whole Earth Catalog, which was one of the bibles of my generation. It was created by a fellow named Stewart Brand not far from here in Menlo Park, and he brought it to life with his poetic touch. This was in the late 1960's, before personal computers and desktop publishing, so it was all made with typewriters, scissors, and polaroid cameras. It was sort of like Google in paperback form, 35 years before Google came along: it was idealistic, and overflowing with neat tools and great notions.
Stewart and his team put out several issues of The Whole Earth Catalog, and then when it had run its course, they put out a final issue. It was the mid-1970s, and I was your age. On the back cover of their final issue was a photograph of an early morning country road, the kind you might find yourself hitchhiking on if you were so adventurous. Beneath it were the words: "Stay Hungry. Stay Foolish." It was their farewell message as they signed off. Stay Hungry. Stay Foolish. And I have always wished that for myself. And now, as you graduate to begin anew, I wish that for you.
Stay Hungry. Stay Foolish.
Thank you all very much.


***

and just so you know, i've decided to resign from my current work.
i'm going back to jb with no work and no money whatsoever.
aku mmg giler ^^

here and there

aha!
ahad aku balik jb.
sesungguhnya jadual packed!
we went to reha's wedding!

ohmy!umah sapa nih?!?!?!?!!?!?!?

eh tukang amek gamba! bagila can pengantin tuh tuang air dulu!

aaa....ok sket....sian aku rasa sapa jadik pengapit..heh...

wanna stay longer...