tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3273555750907520792024-03-13T00:44:38.139-07:00ChinoChippo-AbidSafwanLife is precious. Keep it that way and maintain your personality and your attitude. Dont change for someone else. Be who you really are. To everyone who has a lover, treat him/her just like the way u treat urself and LOVE him/her just like the way you love yourself.Abid Safwanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09561404648705529932noreply@blogger.comBlogger33125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-327355575090752079.post-3617064572416438502012-06-04T04:35:00.001-07:002012-06-04T04:35:41.241-07:00<b><u>THINGS HAPPENING THIS YEAR ACCORDING TO MONTH</u></b><div>
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This month was the month of where I continued my internship and the month where my sweety left to her hometown, Penang. Well, this month, I focused on my internship quite much but my sweety will always be in the top. Like usual as days passed by, my misses on her increases one by one. I cant describe how important she is because she changed me a lot though. From loneliness and sorrow till supportive and happiness. I'm glad she's in my life now and ever. As for me, I will just stick to the flow and try to be the best bf she ever had. And also will try my best to save and extend this love relationship at all cost. Hehehe. Basically this month was the month of misses. There weren't any major arguments we had together. Just we missed each other so much till we skype almost everyday and call before we slept. Even though I worked hard as an intern and she stays at home, waiting her approval to become a teacher but still, my time for her for sure will always be free.</div>
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8 Months being together and we were together like usual. Our love bond and our sadness increases due to many problems and major mistakes we faced together. Some of them she caused it and MOST of them I started first. Well, basically its my fault and a few punishments I received such as bedtime stories, singing unexpectedly and have to buy her REAL FLOWERS, sadly I dont know where I can buy those flowers lolol. Well, this month, I finished my internship and continued my work as a CRO of TGV Cheras Selatan. You can say that I'm working part time in the cinema. Furthermore, I need to work out a lot though. My biceps and triceps were shrinking rapidly and kinda sad on my condition. Seriously I need to work out my ass off. Owh yeah, as a Final Year student in Animation, I needed to organize a few planning for my project. This project will determine my future. If I dont do this right, for sure I'm dead and wont have bright future ahead. So, I'm putting all my effort on this work. Indeed now I got a few offers to work at Cyberjaya and Shah Alam but still, I want to work in a better place with big income. People say that Animation wont make you rich. Well, thats incorrect. What important is the efforts and creativity you have to shown. If no effort, no money laa..aiyaaa!!!..My target for this year is I want to buy two smartphones. iPhone 5 and Blackberry/Sony Xperia. iPhone is guarantee but the second one, not confirm yet. Feel like want to replace that with PS3 first lolol. Ok, change topic to my feelings on my sweety. Ummm, I love you so much sweety and I miss you a lot. 2 months we didnt meet up and I think I will cry when I meet you soon next month. Hehehe. Sorry for crying but you already know how well your hubby is. Huhuhu. XOXO</div>
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Continue my work in the Cinema and waiting to meet up my adorable and lovely sweety at Penang. Penang, here I come!!! Hehehe ^_^ Can't wait to meet up her family though. Gotta intimate my bond with them. Hehehe</div>Abid Safwanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09561404648705529932noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-327355575090752079.post-29892630725121432232012-03-20T22:48:00.000-07:002012-03-20T22:48:29.222-07:00Birthday days<b>Birthday Celebration.</b><br />
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Well, my sweety's birthday and my birthday were quite close. Her birthday is on 3rd while im on the 5th...the best part for her was her birthday was on saturday n my one on monday..so, she gets the real birthday celebration lolol..from morning till night, we enjoyed it a LOT..hehehe..we celebrated her birthday at Midvalley and managed to arrive early^_^...during the morning, we book a movie ticket..the movie we watched was called "The Devil Inside"..well, the movie was kinda like a scary documentary type, so wasnt scary at all..besides, i like to watch that kind of movie..hehehe..my sweety was scared but i wasnt...but i was kinda disappointed with the ending..huhu..not good at all..<br />
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well, we ate our lunch at The Gardens near Midvalley..we went to this cafe called Pastis Cafe..even though the price is kinda costy but the food was marvelous..i really enjoyed it pretty much..hehehe..well, the best part is i gave my sweety an awesome present..it was a necklace that just arrived..hehehe..i waited for that necklace more than 2 weeks n the owner called me to get it..i wont tell u guys the price but its above RM100 ^_^;;..beside that, i gave her a teddy bear and godiva chocolate..she really loves chocolate so much n she expected that a Godiva chocolate because she never had one before..she told me this a month ago n it seems that I ALREADY ACCOMPLISHED her promise..hehehe..she loves it and im glad she does..<br />
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During the evening, we enjoyed eating some pancakes together..hehehe..it was nice n cheap though..after that, we went to KL to meet her friend named Amin along with his Gf, Leyla..we met them, talk and ate together..it was nice though..we left and so do them..my gf sent me back home early because she was too tired..so, i let this celebration ended early=)<br />
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Well sweety, we enjoyed pretty much on ur birthday..i hope u love the presents i gave to u n keep them as ur precious treasure..hehehe..owh yeah, my sweety bought me a blue coat from SEED..it was a coat that i was searching for the entire life since last yr..huhu..finally find it with a cheap price too..owh wow, im glad she's my sweety, my soulmate and my future awesome wife..hehehe..so attracted!!!<br />
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THANK YOU SOO MUCH SAYANG <3...<br />
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My birthday was held on Monday. My sweety promised to me that we will celebrate and enjoyed my birthday after my working hours..well, it seems that i did enjoyed but not too enjoyable..huhuu..we book a couple seat ticket to watch the movie Jack and Jill and ate our dinner at Old Town White Coffee..after that, we watched the movie and left the cinema like around 12 midnight..well, my birthday celebration was ok but not too awesome like my sweety's birthday celebration..huhuu..<br />
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according to what my heart says, i never celebrated my birthday for the entire day n in my entire life and i would love to make my birthday as happy and enjoyable as my sweety's had..i want my birthday to be the happiest thing in my life with my sweety because she will be the FIRST person to celebrate my birthday for a long time..but during my celebration, an unexpected incident happened..ok, my birthday was good but not great..i really really enjoy the time my sweety accompany me during my birthday but the only thing i really want is a LOVE attention..an attention where we will stare, talk and laugh each other without anything bothering us..just a simple favor, thats all..huhu..but its ok though..it was my fault for not telling my sweety n the next day, my bad n deep n painful sickness arrive..huhuu..at that night, i played futsal and talked with my sweety and ALHAMDULILLAH, everything went back to normal...^_^...<br />
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I LOVE YOU AMAL IZZATI BINTI MOHD JAMIL FROM PENANG <3..heee~<br />
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hugs n kisses will always spread towards you wherever you go..<br />
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Hubby Abid <3Abid Safwanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09561404648705529932noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-327355575090752079.post-42059288065381875812012-01-10T10:19:00.000-08:002012-01-10T10:25:21.253-08:00New Desktop<b>MY NEW DESKTOP ARRIVES WITH GREAT PERFORMANCE</b><br />
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It all started when I asked my dad for a new desktop because in my animation working place, we have to bring our own laptop or desktop. Since we will do a lot of assignments and mini projects, a great performance desktop must have. So, I asked my dad to buy me one, in exchange, he gave me the money to buy it.<br />
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Before I bought the desktop, I picked up my girl at 11am and went straight to LowYat Building located at KL. This lowyat place is the centre of attention when it comes to technology and gadgets=). When I arrived, my girl and I went to Times Square to meet my best friend, Fye along with his other friends, Rayn, Bob, and Dilla. First, we went to play bowling and it seems that I defeated all of them..hehehe^_^<br />
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After that, we grabbed some wendy's, ate, talked and laughed together out loud. Hehehe. It was fun and my girl managed to meet up my friends^_^. After lunch, Rayn and Bob had their own plans, so Dilla and Fye followed and accompanied me instead=).<br />
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All of us went to the highest floor that sells many cheap desktop parts. The shop was called Thunder Match. Fye and I took the list paper, found a place to sit and choose the suitable parts for my new desktop.<br />
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These are the parts I bought:-<br />
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<ul><li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; line-height: 18px;"><u><b>Monitor - </b>24" Samsung S24A350H LED monitor with HDMI input. Touch screen menu.</u></span></li>
<li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; line-height: 18px;"><u><b>Desktop Casing - </b>Cooling Master Elite type. Gaming Style.</u></span></li>
<li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; line-height: 18px;"><u><b>Power Supply - </b>Cooling Master Power Supply 500 watts. Wisely chosen. </u></span></li>
<li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; line-height: 18px;"><u><b>Optical Drive/CD/DVD ROM Drive - </b>Samsung Optical Drive. 32x maximum speed.</u></span></li>
<li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; line-height: 18px;"><u><b>RAM Memory - </b>4gb RAM Kingston DDR3 1333 DIMM PC8500/10666. Quick motion.</u></span></li>
<li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; line-height: 18px;"><u><b>Hard Disk - </b>Seagate 1 TB/7200/64mb/SATAll ADVANCE FORMAT a.k.a 1000gb</u></span></li>
<li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; line-height: 18px;"><u><b>Mainboard/Motherboard - </b>ASUS P8P67 Motherboard. Badass Motherboard!!!</u></span></li>
<li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; line-height: 18px;"><u><b>Processor - </b>Intel Processor Core i3-2100. Great performance.</u></span></li>
<li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; line-height: 18px;"><u><b>Graphic Card - </b>ATI RADEON HD6670/HDMI/DVI/DDR3 Graphic Card. Gaming and Animation</u></span></li>
<li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; line-height: 18px;"><u><b>Keyboard - </b>Cordless Logitech Keyboard. No cable. Bluetooth keyboard, batteries apply.</u></span></li>
<li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; line-height: 18px;"><u><b>Mouse - </b>Mouse for Gaming. </u></span></li>
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</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; line-height: 18px;">PS/: after a few months, will upgrade my RAM Memory to 8gb, processor from i3 to i5 and the Graphic Card till DDR5 from DDR3.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; line-height: 18px;"><br />
</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; line-height: 18px;">My girl and I waited for a long time for the desktop to set up and repaired. On 745pm, I met my girl's older brother, Syafik. He's studying at UM (University Malaya) taking Master Degree and wow, his hobbies and interests are similar to mine. We talked a lot of stuff and it seems that we have a lot of in common. Beside, it seems that he enjoyed talking to me.Hehehe..sorry for not talking to you sweety. Man to man talk. Hehehe</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; line-height: 18px;"><br />
</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; line-height: 18px;">I sent my girl back home and I arrived home safely. Wow, a tiring day but it was awesome. Why? Finally I got a new desktop.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; line-height: 18px;"><br />
</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; line-height: 18px;"><b><u>SPECIAL THANKS TO MY BEST FRIEND, FYE FOR HELPING ME OUT ON CHOOSING THE RIGHT PARTS AND ALSO TO MY GIRL WHO CARRIED A LOT OF STUFF ALONG WITH ME TILL THE PARKING LOT. THANK YOU SWEETY. xoxoxoxo</u></b></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; line-height: 18px;"><br />
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Today is the day. Finally I was able to celebrate NYC (New Year Countdown) in Malaysia. Never celebrated one before=). So, I waited for my girl and we went together to KLCC by her car and managed to arrive our destination on 1215pm. Wow, that was early and we had plenty of time to relax and hang out around KLCC. First, we bought 2 seats of "The Darkest Hour" which will start at 3pm. We did some window shopping, bought a few stuff at the Guardians and ate our lunch at KFC. That time, I was hungry but my girl wasnt but still, in the end, both of us started to starve. Hahaha=D. After eating, we went window shopping coz my girl wants to buy one or two shirts or blouses coz Big Sales were happening in every shop but all of the shops sold their manufactures in a high price. In conclusion, she didnt buy anything.<br />
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We watched "The Darkest Hour" and it was boring. Too much effects (I like it) but the storyline seems NOT TOO CATCHY. kinda like that. After that, we felt that we wana watch another movie called "Sherlock Holmes" but the time that the movie would start would be very late. Instead, we watched "Hell's Gate" that would start at 730pm. Since we had plenty of time, we went to kinokuniya, did some window shopping and hang around at the KLCC lake. Time to watch Hell's Gate n it was bloody boring..huhu. Feel kinda regret after we bought the movie tickets..huhu..<br />
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The time has arrived. My girl and I along with Dilla and her bf, Amir went outside to see the concert n it was bloody crowded. Damn. We stood up for a long time and our legs were kinda aching. We sat down and waited and waited. Dilla tried to find the restroom but couldnt find. She texted me and told me that the place is bloody crowded and hard to go out. So, my girl and I tried to go out and it was very very very complicated. THE WORST DAY I EVER HAD!!! Never expected this would happen. Moving through the crowds, stampeded, pushing, stomping, quarreling and full of begging on saying "Excuse me". <u>I even started to feel so mad and started to curse out loud. I DONT CARE FOR SHIT!! What i really care is my safety and my girl's safety as well. I want both of us to be in good shape and I dont want anything bad happened to my girl. If she's in a bad condition, i will seriously cry and feel guilty. Huhuhu. </u><br />
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After we managed to get out, I discovered that I lost 2 things!!!=(. My favorite tennis sweater from NY and my camera DSLR's filter. Looks like i have to buy a new sweater huh? and the camera filter is quite cheap, so no need to worry about it. BUT luckily our wallet still have beside us. Without our wallet, we r doom!!. We searched for our car like 30 minutes and Dilla and her bf, Amir tag along with us. We went to HR Steak House to grab something to eat=). We ate like crazy coz we were bloody hungry. at 245pm, we left and said "Bye" to them. My girl and I left the place and went straight home. A sweet moment but a bad day for both of us=(. Next time, dont wana celebrate NYC again.<br />
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Wow, going out again huh? Now this date is a lot better and a lot safer. hehehe. Well, we decided to go to Midvalley to do some shopping spree. Actually, today, i supposed to go to a meeting. A photography meeting but it seems that 3 people couldnt make it due to personal issues. Idk their problems so the meeting delayed till tomorrow. Well, we arrived at Midvalley at 120pm and bought the movie tickets first. We wana watch Sherlock Holmes at 3pm but it seems that its already full. So, we chose the 730pm instead=). Since we had a lot of free time, we at our lunch at Burger King, did some window shopping and at LAST, I was able to replace my lost sweater with a brand new TOPMAN sweater. seems nice and comfortable. Hehehe. as for my girl, we went a lot of places. Walk, stop, walk, stop, walk, stop. Wow, my legs were about to loose out. hahaha=D cant believe that walking while shopping made me tired but my girl, she wasnt tired. ffffuuuu. She's great and she would try anything just to get a shirt or two pairs of it. Love Her Indeed <3<br />
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Finally she found a great shirt for her and we went around again n again. My throat started to dry but my girl's throat wasnt. I was totally surprised and amazed with her. I bet my future daughter will be just her mommy. shopping and never get tired. Hehehe. well, we watched sherlock holmes and it was marvelous. a great movie. The movie ended at 910pm and we went home straight away but during our way, we felt hungry and went out to eat our dinner. We ate, laughed and talked to each other, side by side, like a couple always do.<br />
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Love is very precious to me and my girl is my LOVE. She's so precious to me and dont wana lose her. She's so passionate, kind, understandable and errrgghhh..SHE's THE BEST!! I'm glad that Allah had show me the perfect girl that can accompany me to my last breathe.<br />
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Amal Izzati, I love you and thanks for both days. You were great and tired. Your eyes were aching and your legs were in a tiring mode but still, you drove the car for me. ( i wana drive but ur car has no P sticker ). hehehe..dont worry, my P sticker will expired this upcoming April. Hehehe. Well sweety, thank you once again and still, you are the best GIRL i ever had.<br />
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LOVE YOU SO MUCH AMAL IZZATI<br />
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A surprise will come*Abid Safwanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09561404648705529932noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-327355575090752079.post-60394602358592421442011-12-29T04:05:00.000-08:002011-12-29T04:05:48.511-08:00MY PART TIME JOB=)<b>MY PART TIME JOB AS A PHOTOGRAPHER AND A GRAPHIC DESIGNER</b><br />
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Currently I'm working part time as a Photographer and Graphic Designer..As for photographer, i take pictures of wedding, charity programs, small and big events, model photoshooting and much2 more..but im not the only person working under photography..i have a team that support me from the beginning till the end..later ya'll look at the link, k?..<br />
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Graphic Designer...hmmm..just do some editing like wedding albums, wedding covers, picture slideshows, business cards, templates, banners and others that are related...like usual, im not doing this alone..i have other people who are working with me..kinda like partnership of course=)...<br />
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this is the link..even though we just started like a month but it turns out a big success..not too success but insyaAllah, my team members and I will target to make our photography business as success as other business are..THANK YOU and plz click the link..hehehe<br />
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cheers=)..Abid Safwanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09561404648705529932noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-327355575090752079.post-80721234617298543402011-12-07T22:15:00.000-08:002011-12-07T22:15:31.154-08:00AN AWESOME SHORT DATE<b>SHORT DATE INCLUDING A WISH</b><br />
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Today, Wednesday 7th December, my girl and I promised to each other that we would open fast (puasa) together..so yeah, we did..we went to the Jusco Cheras Selatan near my house and bought the movie tickets first..the movie was "ombak rindu", a romantic malay movie based on the novel itself..honestly we kinda dislike on watching malay movies in the cinema but it seems that a lot of people recommended us to watch it, so bought the tickets...after we bought the tickets, we went to the food court and opened fast over there=)..it was great and we shared our moments together, face to face ^_^...seeing her smile makes me comfortable all the time..heee~..<3<br />
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I prayed and later we went around the Jusco, you can say that as window shopping lolol..pretty obvious for every couple who has nothing to do..hehehe..we walked around and stayed at Mcd to use the wifi at the same time eating our small meal, chocolate sundae cornetto..damn..didnt eat that for a very long time liao~..hehehe..on 930pm, my gf's friend named Anne asked a favor to buy a chocolate bar for her..so, we went inside the jusco before it closed and bought the bar..we chose Hazel Nut and i bet she will love it=)..hehehe..<br />
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Here it is, Ombak Rindu, the movie..we watched the movie from the start and i tried to catch the meaning of story..the storyline seems short and lacking but the performance of the characters were really impressive..love the background and the venue where the actors/actresses did the acts but kinda disappointed with the storyline..i know i didnt read the novel but at least the director show's a lil exposure of the smoothness of the storyline..for example like twilight and harry potter..both movies are based on books and when they published it through the cinema, even though the story seems a lil short BUT the audiences managed to understand the concept and the overall story..<br />
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I gave ombak rindu 6.5/10..sorry fans=(..just saying my point of view as a student who took 2 semesters in film and broadcasting subjects=)..<br />
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A wish is a strong desire to achieve something, either can be achievable or not, depends on the faith that is put on. Well, before I left, i said to her a wish..this is what i said to her:-<br />
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Me - "Sweety..look at the sky..is it beautiful?..it will be a lot beautiful and prettier if the stars were around..over here in malaysia, there's no stars..kinda hard to find those stars but if other countries, definitely we can see the stars"..<br />
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me - "did you know that the stars are bigger in size than the planet earth?..and how in the world can we see the stars from earth?..which means that the distance of the stars from the planet earth is very very far..huhuhu..even though the star's distance is quite far BUT we can see it from planet earth..so, let us apply the stars within our heart, within ourselves and within our love=)..for example, sweety, i love u so much and i know you love me too..we love, care, trust and support each other and we hope our love extend FOREVER..amin..distance isnt the excuse to be separated..it is our will, our faiths n our beliefs on our love to each other..if sweety moved (u go to penang n i stayed behind at KL), i will miss u a lot n love u like crazy and we will keep this moment as according to the flow~..which means, no matter where u go, no matter where you are n no matter what u do, i will always, always, always love you to the fullest..and same goes to u sweety..trust each other and insyaAllah, we will achieve all the promises that we made during our dating in the past..heee~..<br />
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No matter where you are, no matter where you go and no matter what you do in the future, your only hubby, Abid Safwan, will always support, guide, trust and love you to the fullest..<br />
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Sweety, I love You <3..<br />
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ABID SAFWANAbid Safwanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09561404648705529932noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-327355575090752079.post-46871194067843263382011-12-03T08:43:00.000-08:002011-12-03T08:45:10.219-08:00AWESOME DATE<b>TODAY IS THE DAY!!!</b><br />
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Woke up around 815am, took a shower and prepared myself..head out like around 9am and went to my girl's house at bangi to pick her up..we went for a long drive on the highway liao~..quite ok..less traffic..heee~...went to mid valley megamall from my house area n it seems everything went ok though~..<br />
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well, by the time we arrived at mid valley, it was very difficult to find a parking space..huhuhu..in the end, we parked our car near the GSC Cinema lol..luckily there were a lot of spaces n we managed to find a few spaces^_^...we went out and bought the tickets..ate our lunch at the Gardens afterwards..<br />
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I prayed, went around the toy stores and the animal shops..hehhee..just walking around and laugh each other <3....after that, we watched our movie, "Arthur Christmas"..it was hilarious and interesting to watch..ya'll better watch it liao~..quite2 interesting and I LOVE THE ANIMATION!!!<br />
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afterwards, we had our evening tea at Coffee Bean..I ordered Cappuccino, my girl ordered Ice Blended Double Chocolate and red velvet cupcake..it was nice, so does the price^_^...i prayed and went back home..sent my girl back and gave the awesome gift..hehehe..it seems she likes it...hehehe=)..enjoy it and Love You Sweety <3<br />
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After sending her back, went to cyberjaya to pick up my lil sis at MMU but i was lost like 45 minutes at MMU..cant find where is it..huhuhu..at last, i found it, near Mdec...heee~..well, I arrived home like around 1145pm and called my sweety..we confessed each other and may our love relationship remains forever...Amin <3...<br />
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<b> A tiring day at KLCC after bringing my girl's new lappy^_^</b>Abid Safwanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09561404648705529932noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-327355575090752079.post-77605462900350263362011-11-28T10:57:00.000-08:002011-11-28T10:57:29.866-08:00SHORT TIME CAN BE CONSIDERED AS LOVE OUTING^_^<b>AN UNEXPECTEDLY SHORT LOVE OUTING</b><br />
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I was watching my korean drama n later my sweety called..she was looking for a person who can accompany her for the entire dinner period..so yeah, she called her friends and both of them were located in a distance location and one of them already ate..lastly, she asked me out and we released our "misses" towards each other..well, i did release mine but not a lot..just a few^_^;;..heee~...i will release everything when our official date will come in 5 days from today~..<br />
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great night...watched twillight, the breaking dawn..it was ok..i give it like 7/10..less action..too much drama..ok2..drama is ok but at least show the climax^_^;;..no need to cut a lot of scenes lorr..."no need to shy"...hehehe~...seems too much cuts, looks like i have to download..hehehe~..can see EVERYTHING whats happening but the ending was very disappointing..huhuhu~..well, great night with my great love..<br />
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enjoy it pretty much even though it was only for a few hours..heee~<br />
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a love poem for ya~...<br />
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<b>I’m walking around outside</b><br />
<b>Why am i so excited?</b><br />
<b>I keep looking at the mirror, touching my hair</b><br />
<b>I’m a bit weird^_^</b><br />
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<b>My bust days feel just like we date</b><br />
<b>When you hold me</b><br />
<b>I forget everything for a moment</b><br />
<b>I feel like I’m in a different world</b><br />
<b>Your bright personality and the way you speak</b><br />
<b>You’re very special to me~</b><br />
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<b>With you it’s alright</b><br />
<b>You make me laugh</b><br />
<b>Even my wounded heart</b><br />
<b>Smiles when I look at you <3</b><br />
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<b>And I do the same as you</b><br />
<b>I smile just like you do</b><br />
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<b>My childish thoughts, and my sadness heart</b><br />
<b>I’ll try and match them to you</b><br />
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<b>Seems like my tears are coming out</b><br />
<b>I think I can understand this love</b><br />
<b>My heart goes faster then my legs</b><br />
<b>I’m getting closer to you every minute~</b><br />
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<b>Just wait for me a bit more, just a bit more</b><br />
<b>With every little step</b><br />
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<b>Love You Sweety n thanx for tonight^_^;;..</b><br />
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<b>From Your Lover <3</b>Abid Safwanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09561404648705529932noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-327355575090752079.post-46790176435396486782011-11-27T10:41:00.000-08:002011-11-27T10:41:48.717-08:00FUTURE ACCOMPLISHMENTS AHEAD OF ME^_^<b>PLANS FOR MY FUTURE....</b><br />
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Well, future is the most important part within a human life...everyone seeks and tries to identify plans on making their future a huge success throughout faiths, love, education and family...future is unpredictable and only Allah decides our future path, not us..so yeah, as for me, my future plans are listed below:-<br />
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</div><div>see ya guys around..good looks~..</div>Abid Safwanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09561404648705529932noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-327355575090752079.post-70501784401279751712011-11-26T11:59:00.000-08:002011-11-26T11:59:35.168-08:00AN AWESOME AND ENJOYABLE DAY WITH MY HOMMIES<b>TIRING FIRST BUT LATER ENJOYABLE</b><br />
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I woke up at 1230pm because I talked with my sweety till 3am liao~..huhuhu..anyway, I supposed to go to PutraJaya coz there's this wedding being held..it was my mom's friend's daughter getting married..huhuhu..i didnt go coz my eyes were heavy and my mom said "if u dont wana go, there's a few "roti canai", curry puffs and nasi lemak on the table"...so, i decided to continue my sleep~..<br />
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After I woke up, I took an awesome shower, prayed and started to create a short comic on how i met my girl^_^;;..it seems that when i finished my comic, everything i drew are more into Marvel style..in other words, specific and full of figures..i tried to do anime-ish but it seems that my skills on anime has faded away=(..so yeah, i gave up and started to draw a couple hugging each other in one page^_^<br />
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My mom arrived home and asked me to pick up the clothes outside and i did=)...i continued my drawing and at 645pm, i called my sweety to recite the doa "akhir tahun" before maghrib together..later at 740pm, i called my sweety again to recite doa "awal tahun"..may our love relationship with her last forever..amin <3...<br />
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Bob called me to teach him how to take good pictures using camera dslr..i taught him the elements and the compositions and it seems that he understood pretty much^_^...after that, i supposed to call my sweety and talked for a long time but my old friend named umar asked me out to hang out with him n my friends..i called my sweety and apologized to her..i said "im sorry" a lot of times and she accepted and understood my apology..owh wow, im glad i met her..she's the best..heee~..Love You Sweetheart<3..<br />
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Assalamualaikum and See You guys in the next post^_^Abid Safwanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09561404648705529932noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-327355575090752079.post-75347649220802618612011-11-25T02:35:00.000-08:002011-11-25T02:35:13.415-08:00BUSY DAY ON EDITING WEDDING PICTURES<b>EDIT, EDIT AND EDIT</b><br />
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The entire day i edit a lot of wedding pictures..well, as you can see that i'm working part time in the editor area...so yeah, my job is to take some photographs, upload them in photoshop, edit them n compile everything together in an album with creativity and passion^_^;;<br />
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owh yeah, i chat on skype with Thania, my spanish sister from Texas and well, I heard a LOT of stuff that made me sad and sympathy..dont worry girl, move on and start a new resolution with fresh and confidence...GOOD LUCK^_^Abid Safwanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09561404648705529932noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-327355575090752079.post-31820177638759579232011-11-24T06:55:00.000-08:002011-11-24T06:55:34.940-08:00FORGIVENESS IS SOMETHING THAT CAN CURE A PROBLEMI'm sorry. I'm deeply sorry of what I did sweety=(..<br />
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Love You.Abid Safwanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09561404648705529932noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-327355575090752079.post-53809846694800817942011-11-24T03:16:00.000-08:002011-11-24T12:19:23.506-08:00MY REAL LOVE LIFE~<div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #333333; font-size: 16px; line-height: 24px; margin-bottom: 24px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><b>MY REAL LOVE NOW. PERMANENT ALWAYS!!..</b></span></div><div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #333333; font-size: 16px; line-height: 24px; margin-bottom: 24px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Its been a long time i was a single boy. Its been more than a year i was single. Since last year on May 2010, i was single and until now, i mean, last 2 months, my new love life has come. A new life revealed and my life is completed. My jigsaw puzzle was completed because of a girl whom i met. I met this girl like last year but i wasnt close to her. I was close with her friend, Atty but after that, we never speak to each other. Last month around early September, she asked me out and i agree with her. First, we hang out in Times Square and we werent like couples lolol..we were normal friends who seek to know each other through communication, socializing and staring..hehehe</span></div><div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #333333; font-size: 16px; line-height: 24px; margin-bottom: 24px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">The moment i talk with her, i believe she’s the one. Her personality attracts me pretty much n i cant say it at that time coz i was shy..hahahha=D..in the end, we ate lunch together, watch a movie and so on~..before i left, i sent her through the KL Monorail station and let her leave by herself=(..i felt kinda bad though~..but the weird part was we send back our messages NON-STOP on that day during the night..hahaha=D..</span></div><div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #333333; font-size: 16px; line-height: 24px; margin-bottom: 24px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"> </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">As days passed by, so does our friendship are..our friendship became so close, including our characteristics and personality. She knows my weaknesses and i also know her weaknesses too..we shared a lot and in the end, she admitted that she likes and love me and in exchange, i admitted as well that i also loved her more and more.</span></div><div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #333333; font-size: 16px; line-height: 24px; margin-bottom: 24px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"> </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Cant believe that we love at the same night..hehehe..my love on her increase day by day..i confessed my feelings on her everyday through messaging, txting and in facebook..i even write love poems just for her. The reason i do this is because i love her so much n i really mean it..i cant describe how deep my love is..quite different than my previous love because i believe, this girl named AMAL IZZATI BINTI MOHD JAMIL is the perfect n right girl i have been looking for..remember, i didnt say “I HOPE”..i said “I BELIEVED”..believed – honest – sincere – trust – truth..</span></div><div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #333333; font-size: 16px; line-height: 24px; margin-bottom: 24px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">whenever i felt sad, she will always be there for me n whenever she feels sad, im always there for her too..she’s the best..</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">like i said baby, “i will do what ever it takes to treat you as kind, supportive, guide and caring girl within all my efforts..i will do everything to make u as mine forever..we will share our loves, problems and emotions together n if our problems become worse and worse, let us find the right solution and solve it with care, honest and loyalty..i know i cant solve all ur problems sweety but i can promise to u that u wont need to face them all alone”..</span></div><div style="background-attachment: initial; 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ME AND HER. I WAS SICK DURING THIS TIME<br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-size: 16px; line-height: 24px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Well, my love life began slowly and slowly. I already mentioned to you guys about my love life when I was a kid in Australia, right? Well, I will tell you guys when I have my first love in NY and later in Malaysia=D. It happened when I started to talk to her. Her name was Thania Lorena Carpio. She’s half spanish and half italian. She’s from Ecuador and moved to NY due to family life. Well, we began to talk like usual but we weren’t like best friends before. Her best friends were Reynand, Nabila and Sophia. Each of them, we called by their nickname. For example, Reynand as Rey Rey and Sophia as Chinamama. </span></span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-size: 16px; line-height: 24px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">So yeah, it was great back then lol. We were in the same class together. Chemistry class. I started to sit next to her all the time lol. People thought that I was Thania’s bf but we weren’t. There was a girl named Devika who likes to bother me. Hahaha. She’s crazy but cool! A japanese freak and like to color her hair. Hahaha. She likes to tease me all the time and I think her hug was the best lol. Hahaa. She hugs everyone lol.</span></span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-size: 16px; line-height: 24px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Well, we talked like usual and the more I hear her voice, the more I felt happy. I didn’t give up. I confessed my feelings on her and finally, we get to be together. I gave her courage and talked about relationship. Love doesn’t matter in distance. The only thing that matters is us. Our honesty. When the time had arrived to show that we have a new gf/bf, that will be the time where we have to show our honesty and tell the truth. </span></span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-size: 16px; line-height: 24px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">So yeah, Thania and I went out together but it was hard for me to ask her out. She had a curfew lol. We only able to go out only twice, thats all. Back then, I was a patient guy. I didn’t feel any harsh feelings on her because I understand her life, her problems and her situations. When the last day arrived where me, her and my other friends chilled out, we went to the park to play volleyball, chilled at the park and bought some bubble tea in Quickly’s. It was fun and we enjoyed. Well, that was the last time, three weeks before I left NY=[</span></span><br />
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Wa lao, he felt shock because I changed especially my height, my appearance and my hairstyle. All of them felt shocked including my cousins. In the evening, I walked around and met my old friends. They felt shocked that I changed a lot and the way I speak was different. Different than before. </div><div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, 'Bitstream Charter', serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 24px; margin-bottom: 24px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"><b>LOST MY MALAY A LOT~..ONLY KNOW HOW TO SPEAK A LIL BIT~</b></div><div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, 'Bitstream Charter', serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 24px; margin-bottom: 24px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">My Malay got worst and worst but my English was freaking good! Well, I love to speak English. Thats in my dictionary lol. </div><div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, 'Bitstream Charter', serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 24px; margin-bottom: 24px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"><b>MISSION ON FINDING AN UNIVERSITY - LimKokWing University</b></div><div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, 'Bitstream Charter', serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 24px; margin-bottom: 24px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">Well, I chilled and relaxed for a long time and suddenly, my mom asked me to find and survey any colleges I wanted to enter. I decided to enter LimKokWing University. My parents and I went to that University, located at CyberJaya and I had an interview. CyberJaya is located 1 hour from my house. Wa lao, that is long! The guy asked me a lot of questions in English and he liked the way I spoke. The American Accent. He also told me why I like to take animation as my degree course. I told him everything and he said that I was an interesting guy. He welcomed me and accepted me to be a student in that University. I felt happy but my dad said, let us see the fee. Wa lao, very costly because the University is an International University, where student from different countries gathered and studied together under the same Uni. 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UniKL is located in the Capital city of Malaysia, Kuala Lumpur. So basically, that University is near my dad’s office, many public transportation were provided, our house is 30 minutes nearby, shopping mall are everywhere and everything what I needed are basically in that area. </div><div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, 'Bitstream Charter', serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 24px; margin-bottom: 24px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"><b>BACHELOR OF MULTIMEDIA TECHNOLOGY IN COMPUTER ANIMATION DESIGN</b></div><div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, 'Bitstream Charter', serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 24px; margin-bottom: 24px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">So yeah, I decided to enter UniKL and take the course I really wanted, Bachelor of Multimedia Technology in Computer Animation Design. Beside, the fee is much cheaper than in LimKokWing and the only difference is that the facilities in LimKokWing is much better than UniKL. This course is basically more into Animation rather than Graphic Design. So yeah, I lot of drawings! </div><div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, 'Bitstream Charter', serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 24px; margin-bottom: 24px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"><b>FIRST DAY OF UNIKL - NEW FRIENDS ACHIEVE</b></div><div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, 'Bitstream Charter', serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 24px; margin-bottom: 24px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">When I entered the first day, I had no friends and didn’t know the rules. I entered and started to meet new friends. All of them were Malays except I have two foreigner friends named Ismail from Maldives and Farnoosh from Iran. They cool. Owh, my malay friends were Fairdaus, Raffiq, Dwan, Faiz, Syafik, Dilla, Nabila, Nordiana, Pa, Ain, Razi, Azizan, Yun, Nasa, Adiaa and much much more. I can’t tell all the names because until now, I have a lot of friends. A LOT!!!!. So yeah, my loneliness became happiness due to my friend’s support and encouragement. All of them are taking the same course as I do, Animation. So yeah, all the people whom I talked and met, all of them are my besties=D. So yeah, I have no harsh feelings on them and never had a fight with them. They are the best but the weird part is I’m taking degree in a young age. So basically, all of them are more than 20 years old lol. So yeah, they are still my best friends and now, I’m having my semester break, kinda hard for me to see them because they lived far away. They lived in a different state. 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Our luggage was filled with our personal belongings. The box was filled with our extra clothes lol. Then, we received an invitation letter to eat dinner in my mom’s friend’s house in Manhattan. We ate, talked, chilled and said goodbye to them=[. 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All of them said farewell to me and I replied them with the same answer, goodbye=[ and hope to see you soon. Well, I had a few days left and I chilled a few of my friends for while. We chilled and talked for the last time and headed home with a gloomy face. I would miss them. Well, we met the owner of the house and said goodbye to her. She was a generous lady. She's Indonesian, a muslim one and she lets us to use her house just like we used our own house even though we just rented a room. In malay "Buat lah macam rumah sendiri". Kinda like that. Well, my mom took a picture of me in that house along with my sister. We took a lot of pictures lol but in this blog, you will see only one. 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Then, the car arrived and picked up our stuff and our luggage. We went in and we arrived at the Newark Airport like 45 minutes later on. Wa lao, that was quick because basically, it took us more than an hour to get there but since that time, there weren’t any traffic jams, our journey was smoothed and no disturbances lol on the street. I slept in that car and by the time we arrived, we took a picture again and again. My mom just couldn’t resist on taking pictures lol. Well, since she was excited because she couldn’t wait to be in Malaysia, the battery in the camera ran out. Hahaha.=D I started to laugh but at the same time, I felt sad because I would miss my friends a lot. We ate, talked for the last time with Aunty Nurul and later on, we departed=[. OFF WE GO TO MALAYSIA!</span></span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-size: 16px; line-height: 24px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Well, lets continue my story when I entered my 10th grade (Sophomore year) on September 2007. When I entered, I managed to meet my old friends and my old teachers. Everyone changed especially their hair lol. Some of them, their hair were colored and some of them used to have long hair and later when I saw them, they had short hair lol. In addition, the way they wore were different. Which means their fashion. Their style. </span></span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-size: 16px; line-height: 24px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">I received my schedule and just like usual, my classes ended at 3:36pm. On the other hand, I only had a few classes with my sister. I think like 3 classes we had the same. The rest of the classes, we had different teachers. The best thing about that year was I get to choose any foreign language I desired. I could choose Latin, Spanish, Hebrew, French or Arabic. Wa lao, I thought Japanese was available and I went to the AP Principal to meet one of my closest teacher, Mr. Follyga. He works as a Foreign Teacher lol. He can speak 8 foreign languages fluently! Well, I asked him and he said that majority of students don’t have any interest in Japanese and beside, there aren’t any teachers who learned or speak Japanese in this area. Wa lao, I felt shocked and took Spanish instead. </span></span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-size: 16px; line-height: 24px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Owh yeah, to know about the education, every year at the end, there will be an exam week which is called “Regents Week”. Regents refer to Exam Papers. High School Standards. In order to graduate High School, I needed to pass 5 main exam papers with a score more than 65. If i got below 65, that will be a failure! Wa lao, in Malaysia, if i get below 40, than I fail but in NY, below 65, I will fail like that! Wow. Anyway, my teacher said it is better to get more than 70. Between 65 and 69 is kinda like so so. So yeah, the 5 main subjects were English, Biology, Earth Science/Chemistry, World History, American History and Math A (kinda like additional Math). </span></span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-size: 16px; line-height: 24px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Ok, lets move on. In my grade 10 year, I passed World History and English with a score of 89. Same score lol. Hahaha=D Well, that year, the most closest friends were Prabhdeep and Nithin. The rest of my friends weren’t close yet because most of them had different classes than I had. Well, thats them alright. Well, months passed by and I entered my 11 grade (Junior year). This time, I only have a few classes with my friends. The only person I get a few classes with my friend was only Nithin Varghese. Damn, this guy is funny and friendly. Well, he’s okay and the way we chilled and talked were like UNPREDICTABLE. </span></span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 24px;">Well, my bond with him as friends were so intimate until we chilled with our other sisters such as Thania Carpio, Sophia Chen and Nabila Islam. I met these girls from my chemistry class. (MY LOVE LIFE WILL BE IN A DIFFERENT PARAGRAPH…WILL BE MENTION SOON..PLS KEEP READING IT IF IT IS ENJOYABLE=D). </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 24px;">For me, my chemistry class was the best. I had the best chemistry teacher and his named was Mr. Joseph but we call him Mr. Joe in short term. He was mad funny and made us laugh. In addition, he even curses lol. For example “All you MOTHERFUCKERS, give me your FUCKING homework. If you guys didnt do it, you guys are FUCKED UP!”. Hahaha=D. The best teacher I ever had. He even gave us examples so that we could understand chemistry easily. He was an awesome teacher and the best teacher I ever had in my ENTIRE LIFE! In that class, there were other friends I used to chill such as Devika, Taranvir, Marven, Umer, Rajbir, Tauhid, Paul, Gurwinder, and other cool people. That class was great. </span><br />
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My temperature increased dramatically and I started to cough. I didn’t tell my partner about this. I kept to myself so that he wouldn’t worry about me. I was hoping him to focus on the match. </span></div><div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; margin-bottom: 24px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><b>MY OPPONENT SAW MY SICKNESS. TARGETED ON ME TO WIN THE MATCH~</b></span></div><div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; margin-bottom: 24px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Well, the enemy saw how I felt and they started to hit all the balls towards me. Looks like they knew that I was sick. They hit everything and I was the one I have to counter their attacks. With my weak body, with my sickness, with my fever and temperature, it was useless to hit the ball very fast. I hit the ball outside, hit the net and all the easy balls, I hit everything outside. They earned a lot of points and were leading us very fast. </span></div><div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; margin-bottom: 24px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><b>A HUGE CONFLICT OCCURRED BETWEEN ME AND MY TENNIS PARTNER</b></span></div><div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; margin-bottom: 24px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">My partner felt annoyed and mad at me. He was pissed off the way I hit and the way I was giving out points to them. He told me to be serious but I tried. In the end, we lost badly=[. 6-3. I felt depressed and speechless. That final match, we lost because of me. It was my fault=[. My partner was so pissed off and asked me why I hit that way. He told me "Safwan, this isn't you. All your balls always went in. You play good defense and I play good offensive. Where is your defense? Where is your usual self?". I told him everything what I felt. I told him that I was sick. </span></div><div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; margin-bottom: 24px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><b>MOODY AND RARELY MET DUE TO OUR PAST CONFLICT</b></span></div><div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; margin-bottom: 24px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">He felt shocked, apologized and we didn't talk for 2 days lol after that final match. We only won 2nd single and 3rd single. We lost 1st single, 1st double and 2nd double. Which means, we lost to 2-3. We felt hopeless and well, our friends were there and they cheered us up. They said that we have next year. Yes, next year but I won't be there=[. Later on, we waited and received our medals. Our silver medals. We were in the 2nd place in Queens Division B. Wa lao, we took a picture for the last time on the Final match. Well, that day was the best day because I get to play with them for the last time=D.</span></div><div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; margin-bottom: 24px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><b>IDENTIFIED THAT OUR FINAL'S OPPONENT WERE RANK#1 IN NEW YORK CITY!!!</b></span></div><div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; margin-bottom: 24px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">After a few weeks, my name and my partner name were in the website. Wa lao, we felt happy and our rank in NY was number 8th. Well, thats ok for us. I tried to research a lil bit on my enemy's rank. My enemy during our final match. Wa lao, I felt shocked because they were ranked number 1! Huh? How? Wow. I still remembered. My opponent was a short guy who stayed at the back and was good in defensive and speed and the other one was a tall guy who stayed in the front of the net, awesome offensive and easy to smash all our balls easily. No wonder they were good and their combination were perfect=D. hahaha=D. 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All of us improved our skills and we were trained hardly. We practiced by ourselves, bought new accessories and new tennis rackets. The new team was developed and like usual, we made a match. A match against our tennis players. This time, the team consisted of MD, Jaber, Antu, Juber, Bivob, Prabhdeep and me. </span></div><div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #333333; font-size: 16px; line-height: 24px; margin-bottom: 24px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><b>PLAYED EACH OTHER TO DETERMINE WHO'S THE STRONGEST~</b></span></div><div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #333333; font-size: 16px; line-height: 24px; margin-bottom: 24px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">We played each other and well, wa lao, our tennis skills improved dramatically. I beat all of them except this strong guy named MD. His tennis skills were basically based on strength and offensive. Like the way he played. He smashed all the time when I tried to put in my defense mode. I was an analyzer, skillful, great thinker and a defensive player. I wasn’t a strong guy like him but I hit the ball on his weak spots. His weak spots were easily read by me but his strong hits made me hard to hit it back, causing me to heat drop balls and high balls. With his strong leg, he managed to jump and smashed the ball like a maniac! I lost to him. 10-6. He was declared as the Captain of the tennis team. </span></div><div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #333333; font-size: 16px; line-height: 24px; margin-bottom: 24px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><b>PISSED OFF FOR NOT PLAYING SINGLES IN TENNIS~</b></span></div><div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #333333; font-size: 16px; line-height: 24px; margin-bottom: 24px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">That time, there weren’t any deputy captain yet in that year. As far as I know, they put me in 2nd Doubles like usual. What the Fuck was that? Why they put me in that position? They thought I was a soft guy who hit all the balls mad slowly and they thought that I would lose to my enemy due to my low strength skill? WTF was that? Yo, I thought and analyzed the enemy’s movement. That was why I defeated all you guys! How? I analyzed every movement you guys did! For god sake, I kept this secret within me and by the time you guys read this blog, you will know how I felt by that time. You guys just hit the ball mad hard but never went in! I played safe and all my balls went in. </span></div><div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #333333; font-size: 16px; line-height: 24px; margin-bottom: 24px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><b>RECEIVED COMPLIMENTS FROM MY TEACHERS~</b></span></div><div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #333333; font-size: 16px; line-height: 24px; margin-bottom: 24px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Many teachers who played with me like Mr. Rios, a former tennis player and Mr. Manie, a good tennis player, they thought about my skill and they acknowledged what I have in me. They said to me “Safwan, I like your defense. Wherever I hit the ball, you always return. You are like a solid wall. And the way you hit the ball, your ball weren’t fast enough but you hit the ball where the enemy can’t hit it. Very good of you”. See, I got this compliment from them but still, these players didn’t acknowledge what I have in me. </span></div><div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #333333; font-size: 16px; line-height: 24px; margin-bottom: 24px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><b>WINNING IS NOT EVERYTHING. TRUST IN YOUR ABILITIES IS THE MOST!!!</b></span></div><div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #333333; font-size: 16px; line-height: 24px; margin-bottom: 24px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">They just think that the strongest must put in singles and must play against player who are in the same level. In addition, they always think that victory is the main key. Winning is quite important but as a tennis player, we should believe in our player’s skills but they didn’t! Not at all. Winning and winning! Thats their goal. If I was the Captain, I wouldn’t believe like that way. I believed in my teammates that they will win for sure with the skills they have. In addition, if a player with low skill skill managed to win against a skillful player, I will put that low skill player in a good position! Why? Strength doesn’t matter! The only thing that matter is the skill, the talent and the smartness within a player soul. Not just strength. Indeed strength is important but whats the point if putting a player who hits mad hard but his dumb and didn’t know the enemy’s weakness? </span></div><div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #333333; font-size: 16px; line-height: 24px; margin-bottom: 24px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><b>ENTERED THE TENNIS TOURNAMENT</b></span></div><div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #333333; font-size: 16px; line-height: 24px; margin-bottom: 24px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Well, we played all the matches against a few school and like usual, all my matches in 2nd doubles, we won. In the Semi-final, we won in the doubles but we lost in the singles. That team, MD played 1st singles, Jaber played 2nd singles, Antu played 3rd singles, Juber and Bivob played 1st Doubles and Prabhdeep and I played 2nd doubles. That year was fun and a lil confused and a lil anger were filling up in my life because I disliked my position as a Double player. I prefer playing singles. Anyway, months passed by and I practiced more and more! Well, I tried to practice but many situations blocked my way. VACATION!</span></div><div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #333333; font-size: 16px; line-height: 24px; margin-bottom: 24px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><b>VACATION. TRAVEL A LOT OF PLACES AND MEET NEW MALAYSIAN FRIENDS~</b></span></div><div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #333333; font-size: 16px; line-height: 24px; margin-bottom: 24px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">My parents said that since we didn’t go to a few places and states, we should spend our breaks. In addition, my mom’s friends lived other states. Sometimes when they made an open house, we received an invitation to go there. Well, we went a few states such as New Jersey, Connecticut, Vermont, Philadelphia, Rhode Island and a few north states.</span></div><div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #333333; font-size: 16px; line-height: 24px; margin-bottom: 24px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><b>LESS PRACTICE ON TENNIS DUE TO ASSIGNMENTS, QUIZZES AND TEST~</b></span></div><div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #333333; font-size: 16px; line-height: 24px; margin-bottom: 24px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"> Anyway, my tennis practiced didn’t go quite well. School, exams, tests, quizzes and assignments were in my 3rd year life. Well, I didn’t play tennis for 4 months lol. From November till March. The first week of April, which was the month of Spring, I started to practice and regain my skills. Sadly when the time I played the matches against my teammates, all of them were awesome and very very good. I asked them how they get better. They bought new expensive rackets and new strings. With those stuff, putting a lil energy would make all their hits moved faster. Wa lao, I felt shock! My racket was a crappy shit! Cost $60 lol. My friends bought their rackets more than $100! Anyway, they get better because they practiced during the summer and during the fall. No wonder they get better. Hahaa=D </span></div><div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #333333; font-size: 16px; line-height: 24px; margin-bottom: 24px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><b>SAME DEFEAT WHEN PLAYING AGAINST THE CAPTAIN, MURSHED MD</b></span></div><div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #333333; font-size: 16px; line-height: 24px; margin-bottom: 24px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Well, I played the matches and just like usual, I lost to MD lol. That time was kinda weird lol. My teammate named Jaber who played 2nd singles beat MD but when the time I played against Jaber, I beat him. Wa lao, what was my weakness? Is it strength? Is it skill? The answer was strength. My strength wasn’t good enough lol. The reason I won against Jaber was because I hit on his weak spots and the reason I lost to MD was because my strength wasn’t strong enough compare to his level. I entered the gym and strengthen my hands, my forearms, and my body. My body increased its muscular system and I was tough. Not too tough but a fit player=D My hits were getting faster and my defense increased dramatically as I practiced and trained more=D.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjznIDRh4sO1j6Fk74JMqDgk-0mTjRyFq2Gcc_KaJErTmOMVUHJkhkeE76WvWLrn8AHzZMNt2nUeEj4IkjOmgoX8efAnqt-XP3od5u5KB7tV0yy7S7H531XIex8LCnlA-Vpe7atf4VULVx_/s1600/3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjznIDRh4sO1j6Fk74JMqDgk-0mTjRyFq2Gcc_KaJErTmOMVUHJkhkeE76WvWLrn8AHzZMNt2nUeEj4IkjOmgoX8efAnqt-XP3od5u5KB7tV0yy7S7H531XIex8LCnlA-Vpe7atf4VULVx_/s1600/3.jpg" /></a></div><div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #333333; font-size: 16px; line-height: 24px; margin-bottom: 24px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br />
</span></div><div> THATS ME AFTER GOING TO THE GYM~</div>Abid Safwanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09561404648705529932noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-327355575090752079.post-29472087312895252772011-11-23T21:38:00.000-08:002011-11-23T21:38:53.481-08:00NEW FRIENDS, NEW CLASSES AND NEW SPORTS<div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #333333; font-size: 16px; line-height: 24px; margin-bottom: 24px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><b>MRS. HEFFEZ CLASS, A COLLEGE TEACHER TEACHING IN HIGH SCHOOL</b></span></div><div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #333333; font-size: 16px; line-height: 24px; margin-bottom: 24px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Anyway, in her class, she pushes us to the limit in English. Even though I was in the Intermediate level, she gave us poems, novels, exercises and books to read. All of these stuff were High School Standards but when it comes to her teachings, her teachings was in a College level. They way she talked, the way she expressed, the way she acted and the way she wrote on the blackboard, everything were College level! Wa lao, I was a 15 years old back then and learned the College way? Wow. That is why the education in US is the best in the world. I mean one of the best.</span></div><div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #333333; font-size: 16px; line-height: 24px; margin-bottom: 24px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><b>NEW FRIENDLY FRIENDS WHOM I TRUST THE MOST</b></span></div><div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #333333; font-size: 16px; line-height: 24px; margin-bottom: 24px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Well, that year, I met a lot of friends. I can name all of them but I will name the friends I was very close with. Well, they were Muaz, Rifad, Tareque, Nithin, Shelsy, Bushraa, MD, Salman Khan, Emmalee, Tarek Ahmed, Alejandro, Sonet, Marven, Prabhdeep and Gurvinder. These were my best friends when I was in grade 9. </span></div><div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #333333; font-size: 16px; line-height: 24px; margin-bottom: 24px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><b>MY ATTITUDE CHANGE FROM SHYNESS TO TALKATIVE. JUST A FEW~</b></span></div><div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #333333; font-size: 16px; line-height: 24px; margin-bottom: 24px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">My attitude started to change when months passed by. My shyness started to disappear lil by lil and talking to girls weren’t a problem for me=D. That year was the year I changed the way I talked and acted. A big changed huh? From a shy kid to a talkative one=D. </span></div><div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #333333; font-size: 16px; line-height: 24px; margin-bottom: 24px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><b>COMPETE WHO'S THE SMARTEST IN MATH AND OTHER SUBJECTS. NERD!!!!!</b></span></div><div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #333333; font-size: 16px; line-height: 24px; margin-bottom: 24px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">There were a few of my rivals named Prabhdeep and Muaz who wanted to challenge me in Math A. We challenged each other to determine who was the smartest in that class. I LOVE THAT CLASS. My math teacher was Mr. Rios. He was an awesome math teacher and I would never forget his teachings and his kindness towards me. He was the one who guided me the entire school and accompanied me when I was in trouble and alone. Thank you Mr. Rios. I will never forget you. Anyway, these rivals of mine were very competitive. They were smart lol. We challenged and did every test and wa lao, I always get in the 2nd place. I scored 115, Muaz scored 130 and Prabhdeep scored 107. So yeah, actually, the total was 100 but additional 30 marks for students who wanted extra credit and and extra points for the test. I couldn’t believe that Muaz always get everything right! All his test were 100s. I always get like 2 or 3 questions wrong. Not wrong. It was my final answer that was wrong. My formula and my calculation were right but my answer was wrong. So basically, I got half marks for that. </span></div><div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #333333; font-size: 16px; line-height: 24px; margin-bottom: 24px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><b>NEW ATTITUDES STARTED TO REVEAL. NO MORE SHY SHY^_^</b></span></div><div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #333333; font-size: 16px; line-height: 24px; margin-bottom: 24px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Months passed by till Spring and then Summer. My attitude changed dramatically and I had a lot of friends especially hot chicks. Hmmmm=]..</span></div><div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #333333; font-size: 16px; line-height: 24px; margin-bottom: 24px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><b>NEW CLUB I ENTERED, TENNIS TEAM~</b></span></div><div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #333333; font-size: 16px; line-height: 24px; margin-bottom: 24px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I entered this team. A tennis team. The team were okay and friendly. I met new friends and a new teacher. The teacher was my tennis coach named Mr. Chattoo. He teaches Earth Science (kinda like Geography mix with Science) and well, he slacked too much. He gave us ideas, facilities, advices, treatments and strategies during the game but one thing he was lack of, his teachings in tennis skill. Wa lao, all of us learned how to hit properly by doing a short practice but well, we believed that practiced wasn’t a good idea. We went to a few website like YouTube to learn how to hit the ball properly. In addition, we went to the gym to improved our muscular system especially for our hands and our legs. We improved because we did it by ourselves, not from him. Either way, this coach was great but pls, don’t slack off too much, ok?=P. </span></div><div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #333333; font-size: 16px; line-height: 24px; margin-bottom: 24px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><b>A GREAT TENNIS TEAM CONSISTED OF WONDERFUL AND TALENTED PLAYERS</b></span></div><div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #333333; font-size: 16px; line-height: 24px; margin-bottom: 24px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Well, tennis was a sport that was so famous in NY. Wherever I went and chilled outside, I always see a tennis court almost every town lol. Tennis was quite popular. In my grade 9 year, I entered this tennis team and were taught to play by a few seniors and the tennis captain named Saboor. He was the tennis captain and he played pretty cool. Sadly that year was his last year in that school. He played first singles lol. Anyway, I learned and entered the gym to build up my muscles and my stamina. The tennis season basically started in the Spring season. Well, I played, practiced and a day had arrived, a match tournament between tennis players in that club. Well, the seniors definitely win their matches because they were awesome and undefeated. </span></div><div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #333333; font-size: 16px; line-height: 24px; margin-bottom: 24px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><b>PLAYED TENNIS FOR THE FIRST TIME AND BEAT MY SENIORS~</b></span></div><div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #333333; font-size: 16px; line-height: 24px; margin-bottom: 24px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">The best part was when the seniors had to play each other. Wa lao, they played man good like professional and the way they hit the ball were fast. Putting on defense, they hit high balls instead so that they could get ready for the next attack. Suddenly, my time had come. I beat everyone including my friends lol. Hahaha. Damn good=D. And then, the time had arrived. The match between me and the seniors. Wa lao, I couldn’t believe that I beat my Captain. The score was 10-5. I felt mad tired but I was happy because I beat the Captain. And then, my match against the Deputy Captain, I won just like that. 10-3. Wa lao, I was so freaking excited and everyone were shocked that I managed to beat them even though I was a beginner. My coach, Mr. Chattoo came to me and asked me a few questions on how I’m good I am. Well, I told him that I used to play tennis before. Not for long, just a few months and I quit to become an Athletic.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4eRQTa1v1FPlLH9yUyoIYN6qQeaWH9XTLaAXFfIjYu0ZULcmzljeuIKI1BK5YjNzShjFWoW3KXB2rYhoJujh2MLyWDaMKoUFA-3_D0B-LqBzTGHCQJ3NVSkbSeW4d7wDUm8vdL4FlI3B7/s1600/me-with-my-coach.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4eRQTa1v1FPlLH9yUyoIYN6qQeaWH9XTLaAXFfIjYu0ZULcmzljeuIKI1BK5YjNzShjFWoW3KXB2rYhoJujh2MLyWDaMKoUFA-3_D0B-LqBzTGHCQJ3NVSkbSeW4d7wDUm8vdL4FlI3B7/s1600/me-with-my-coach.jpg" /></a></div><div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #333333; font-size: 16px; line-height: 24px; margin-bottom: 24px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"> </span></div><div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #333333; font-size: 16px; line-height: 24px; margin-bottom: 24px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"> ME WITH MY TENNIS COACH, MR. CHATTOO</span></div><div><br />
</div>Abid Safwanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09561404648705529932noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-327355575090752079.post-6310749344048275962011-11-23T21:14:00.000-08:002011-11-23T21:14:41.860-08:00HIGH SCHOOL LIFE IN NEW YORK<div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #333333; font-size: 16px; line-height: 24px; margin-bottom: 24px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><b>NEW LIFE BEGINS IN HILLCREST HIGH SCHOOL</b></span></div><div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #333333; font-size: 16px; line-height: 24px; margin-bottom: 24px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">The High School i went was called Hillcrest High School. This Hillcrest High School consisted of many students coming from different countries. Which means, a lot of immigrant students who were willing to study lol. The school also has a lot of students who were American citizens. American citizens doesn’t mean that the people should always be white people. Black people were included too=D. I would like to inform you that I am NOT a racist type. I like to be friend with anyone, no matter what country you came from, you guys may enter my friend list=D. </span></div><div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #333333; font-size: 16px; line-height: 24px; margin-bottom: 24px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><b>FREE SCHOOL REGISTRATION. NO PAYMENT!!</b></span></div><div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #333333; font-size: 16px; line-height: 24px; margin-bottom: 24px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Anyway, to register was easy. There weren’t any registration fee lol. We just showed our passport and our purposes in NY and thats it. Filled up the student application form and I’m a High School Student. The US Government sponsor lol. Hahaha. That was easy. Well, before I entered the class, there was a test. An english test lol. Quite simple one. An English teacher gave me a topic and she asked me to write an essay in front of her. My sis and I did the essay and she read ours. She said the spelling needed to be changed because we were living in NY, not in Malaysia. Malaysia followed the british system while NY followed the US system. The spelling part, I needed to change lol. Then, she thought for a long time and decide to put me and my sis in an Intermediate English Class. Wa lao, Intermediate? I put everything what I got. Everything what I learned so far in English and they put me in Intermediate? Wow, I bet the English over there was freaking high lol! </span></div><div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #333333; font-size: 16px; line-height: 24px; margin-bottom: 24px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><b>GOT MY HIGH SCHOOL ID CARD. CLASS BEGINS!!</b></span></div><div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #333333; font-size: 16px; line-height: 24px; margin-bottom: 24px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Well, I received my High School Id card and I entered my classes. Owh yeah, all my classes were the same as my sis lol. Hahaha. Idk why but well, all the classes I had when I was in grade 9 (freshman year) were the same as my sister had. We were kinda different and many people asked a lot of stuff on us. Like “How are you?, Where did you came from?, How can you speak English so well in a short time? Why are you in this school?” kinda like these questions all the time. Well, the best part was we came to our class and after the bell ring, we have to move out lol. Like in Malaysia, we have to stay in our class, right? and the teacher will come, am I right? But in NY, we have to move around. Each class is like 45 minutes and when the bell rung, we have to move and get into our class not more than 5 minutes lol. If you come more than that time, probably the teacher will lock the door. If the teacher is ok, you will be able to get in but the teacher will ask you a few questions like “Why are you late? Do you have any letter that made you late?” Kinda like that. Hahaha=D. My sis and I managed to enter all the classes on time. </span></div><div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #333333; font-size: 16px; line-height: 24px; margin-bottom: 24px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><b>TRYING TO FIT IN DURING SCHOOL TIME WITH OTHER AMERICANS~</b></span></div><div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #333333; font-size: 16px; line-height: 24px; margin-bottom: 24px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">During the lunch time, this one was tricky. Damn, the canteen was so crowded and a lot of people talking shits, cursing each other, friendly fight and hitting someone without any reason. Luckily my friends were there so I chilled with them. Well, I was a nice, kind and shy guy lol. Not too fashionable and the way I dressed was kinda like a simple guy with no matching in colors lol. </span></div><div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #333333; font-size: 16px; line-height: 24px; margin-bottom: 24px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><b>FREE BREAKFAST AND LUNCH MEALS. hehehe. NO NEED TO PAY~</b></span></div><div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #333333; font-size: 16px; line-height: 24px; margin-bottom: 24px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Well, to get the food in the canteen, we needed to fill up the lunch form. This lunch form allowed me to get the food free=D. Like in Malaysia we have to pay all the time but this canteen, Wa lao, every food was free except the vending machine lol. They only part they give us the food for free if our father’s income was less than $2000. If more than that, we have to pay a quarter everyday lol. That will be $0.25 a day. My dad’s income was more than $5000. So yeah, looks like we had to pay lol. Well, paying $0.25 was nothing but the food were great!. You get to choose any food you desire=D. For the breakfast meal, a chocolate milk will be compulsory and you can choose any meal you wanted for breakfast. Ummmm….like pancakes, waffles, bagels, doughnuts, cereals, fruits, toaster bread, yogurt and much more! All of them were free lol. The 25 cent was for the lunch. The meal for the lunch were basically like milk (of course!), choose either french fries or onion rings, cheese pizza, hamburger, cheeseburger, chicken rice, curry chicken, chicken/fish nuggets, beef steaks and fillet o fish. </span></div><div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #333333; font-size: 16px; line-height: 24px; margin-bottom: 24px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><b>STUPID MUSLIM PEOPLE EAT HARAM FOOD. HATE HATE HATE!!!!</b></span></div><div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #333333; font-size: 16px; line-height: 24px; margin-bottom: 24px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Well, since I’m muslim and couldn’t eat non-Halal food like meat and chicken, the only thing I can eat were cheese pizza, fish nuggets and fillet o fish lol. That’s all. Well, my other stupid muslim friends who didn’t care about Halal or not, they ate lol. To be honest, that wasn’t right and they weren’t the perfect muslims. They just don’t care lol. Well, to know the difference between Halal and non-Halal is that Halal food are food that were slaughtered gently at the animal's throat in the name of our god, ALLAH. For non-Halal, they killed with machines or hands or anything just like that without saying anything. For example, a cow. To make its meat Halal, we would make a small deep cut on the throat at the same time, we will cite an arabian language and later, leave the cow the way it is. Let the cow move for the last time and all of a sudden, blood will come out and by that time, the cow would stop. That is what you call a gentle slaughter=D. Wa lao, change topic!!!!!. As for my muslim friends, they said "dont worry. We can make the food Halal. You want to know? First read Al-Fatihah and POOF, already Halal". Damn~. I felt speechless and told them that is the wrong way to do so but they dont care of my advices. Huhuhu</span></div><div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #333333; font-size: 16px; line-height: 24px; margin-bottom: 24px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><b>NEED A PASS NOTE TO GO TO THE RESTROOM</b></span></div><div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #333333; font-size: 16px; line-height: 24px; margin-bottom: 24px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Anyway, my classes started at 8:01am and ended at 3:36pm. Kinda long but it was alright for me.=D For the bathroom purposes, you need to get a pass from your teacher. Last time when I was in Freshman year, which is grade 9, I asked my teacher for a permission. I left the classroom and then, she called me to enter back the room. She was my English teacher. Her name was Mrs. Heffez. She used to teach English in a College in France but later became a teacher in this school. I didn’t know the reason but she was a great and awesome teacher. Anyway, she said to me “Mr. Safwan, are you out of your mind? Why did you leave the class like that after I’m not finish talking to you?”. I said “Umm, the only thing I wanted is to get your permission. I need to go to the restroom straight away. It’s an emergency.” Later, she said to me while smiling “Owh wow, you don’t know the school rules?”. I said “nope, not at all”. She said “Well, if you want to leave the classroom, you need a pass. A pass slip. This pass I’m holding is the pass where you can go out of this class for a short time. I will sign this pass and I need your sign too. You may go to the restroom now. Bring this pass along with you. Many security guards walk around to catch any students who cut classes. If they see you in the hallway, show the pass to them and they allow you to walk. If you wander around for a long time, they will catch you, take your ID and bring you to the discipline room at room 161….and believe it or not, I’m one of the discipline teacher”. BLOODY HELL, I felt shocked lol. I thought she was an English teacher but wow, a discipline teacher too? 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Well, happy indeed but sad at the same time. My beloved friends will be leaving my sight and new friends will appear. My family entered the High Class Seat of MAS Airline. Damn, each of us cost like around RM10, 000 per ticket^_^...Staying in NY wasn’t a surprised for me but the most shocking part was the duration of time living in there. 4 YEARS MAN!!!. I have to live there 4 years. Wa lao, that is long lol. To go to NY, there was a transfer. From KL, Malaysia to Stockholm, Sweden. That will be 10 hours lol. Later, waited for an hour and continued our journey to Newark, New Jersey (located near NY) for 12 hours. In total, 23 hours lol. Bloody hell, that was long. Hahahha=D. </span></div><div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #333333; font-size: 16px; line-height: 24px; margin-bottom: 24px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">SAFELY ARRIVED AT THE NEWARK AIRPORT</span></b></div><div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #333333; font-size: 16px; line-height: 24px; margin-bottom: 24px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Anyway, when the time I arrived the Newark Airport in New Jersey, US, we were greeted warmly by my dad’s friends who worked under him. They were Aunty Norizah, Uncle Mie, Aunty Nurul, Aunt Mary, Uncle Rahim and Uncle Saeed. They greeted us by treating us in this luxury Turkey Restaurant. Wa lao, the food were big and expensive. I didn’t finish my food lol. I ordered beef steak at that time. After that, we went to our hotel room and stayed there for a week. Wa lao, the bed was big especially the room. That was the best part but the worst part was the sound. Bloody hell, NYC was noisy every hour lol. No wonder the tourist book said that NYC is the city that never sleep. Hahaha=D. </span></div><div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #333333; font-size: 16px; line-height: 24px; margin-bottom: 24px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">BORING LIFE LIVING IN A HOTEL</span></b></div><div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #333333; font-size: 16px; line-height: 24px; margin-bottom: 24px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">So yeah, I slept late and wa lao, the prayer time was different lol. Basically Isyak in Malaysia started at 720pm but in NY, it started at 1145pm lol. Wa lao, that is mad far lol. Since then, we ate a few snacks and eating like Malaysian food were kinda hard because we couldn’t find any store that sells Halal food. Well, we just bought biscuits and light snacks just to fill up our stomach. Bread was included too=]. After a few days, we found a Halal store but it wasn’t a Malaysian one. It was an Arabian one. Next we found other Halal Stores that were owned by Pakistan and Indian people. We bought a lot of stuff especially meat and chicken steaks. Thats why. </span></div><div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #333333; font-size: 16px; line-height: 24px; margin-bottom: 24px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><b>ENTERED OUR NEW FIRST HOUSE AT FOREST HILLS</b></span></div><div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #333333; font-size: 16px; line-height: 24px; margin-bottom: 24px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">After a week passed by, we moved to our new house. A classic brick old house lol. Sorry but I don’t have the picture of that house. For me, that house wasn’t good after all. We stayed there from June and moved to another house on November lol. That house was okay, it’s just that the third floor didn’t have hot water lol. It had only cold water. I couldn’t take a shower with a cold water in a cold weather! Wa lao, very annoying with that floor. Furthermore, that third floor has 2 rooms and each room has a big space. I took one room and the other was empty. Damn man, that floor was freaking creepy lol! Every night, sound and weird noise will happen in the other room and since I was sleeping alone in my room, the temperature changed from warm to FREAKING COLD EVERY NIGHT! Wa lao, how in the world that happened? I looked at the house thermometer and it worked like usual. Since I heard weird sound, I freaking went back to my bed and covered myself. Bloody hell, that creep me out. </span></div><div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #333333; font-size: 16px; line-height: 24px; margin-bottom: 24px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><b>SLEEP WITH MY LIL BROTHERS DUE TO WEIRD NOISES AND COLD TEMP..</b></span></div><div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #333333; font-size: 16px; line-height: 24px; margin-bottom: 24px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">After a month staying in that room, I moved and decided to sleep with my two lil brothers. Their room were in the 2nd floor lol. My two lil brothers. The fourth one is Izzuddin and the last one is Nazreen. Both of them looked like twins but they aren’t. Both of them born in Perth but they aren’t Australians. They just speak their dialect but not pure Australians. They always fight each other for their interest and believed it or not, my youngest brother is much taller than the fourth one. Hahaha. Weird but it’s a fact. </span></div><div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #333333; font-size: 16px; line-height: 24px; margin-bottom: 24px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><b>MOVED TO A NEW BIG HOUSE. BIG HOUSE!!!</b></span></div><div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #333333; font-size: 16px; line-height: 24px; margin-bottom: 24px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Anyway, after I moved, this new house we went was awesome and very big=D. It has 7 bedrooms, 4 bathrooms, a living room, a family room, a wide space basement, study room and a big dining room/kitchen room lol. The house was okay and much better than the other one. 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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, 'Bitstream Charter', serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 24px;">Well, this picture above is the picture I drew lol. Kinda okay for me and I satisfied with it. Indeed I was but now, it’s just a collection in my anime folder. I have tons of pictures now but hey, all of them weren’t naruto stuff lol. I drew different pictures every month. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, 'Bitstream Charter', serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 24px;">When I entered my third year, I entered this class called 3 Optimistic. This class was okay but a lot of fun than my 2nd year. This time, I was 14 years old, about to be 15 years old. Wa lao, even though the class was better and I met new friends, but still the subject increased. The number of subject increased and the difficulty in Malay also increase. BLODDY HELL, that even made me scared! I was suck in Malay especially “Simpulan Bahasa” and “Peribahasa”. Idk in English lol but for me, it was hard. Well, I managed to meet new friends, played soccer like usual, studied for the big exam, PMR and chill. Well, meeting new friends means a lot of male friends lol. Girls, ummmm, I was a shy guy that time. Hahaha=D.</span>Abid Safwanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09561404648705529932noreply@blogger.com0