A Simple Message To Noble People

I might be a President

I might be a Minister

I might be an Architect

I might be a Doctor

I might be a Nurse

I might be a Police Officer

I might be a Pilot

I might be a Taxi Driver

I might be a Scientist

I might be a Farmer

I might be an Astronaut

I might be a Designer

I might be an Executive

I might be a Tailor

I might be a Fireman

I might be a Shopkeeper

I might be an Army

Or I might be just another Teacher

Just like you

But I will never forget what you did

You make me who I am now

Thank you very much from the bottom of my heart

and Happy Teacher's Day....

Dedicated to all my teachers and lecturers who taught me and still is teaching me, from SeDidik, to SK Parish to SM Sains Kuching to CFSIIUM to IIUM...thank you!!!!

Who Says Business Cards Are Boring, Make It Fun Dude!

Do you know stumbleupon? It's a website that allows you to find things you might like the easy way. It's fun, you might found some really cool stuff. You know that we have millions of websites right? So, if you use stumbleupon, you will find basically any websites from any fields you like, like Arts, Music, Movies, Tv series and more, so why not check the website www.stumbleupon.com and start stumbling!

Here's the new thing I found today, interesting, and wildly creative I must say! ;P

interesting, and funny too!

They better get ready, someone will sue! hahahaha

see, creativity don't only work on papers, fabric too...

confidence is one of the key to success...matchstick man? at least people know who you are now...I love this, simple and funny! no pressure there!

sometimes when you feel like your cardholder is too heavy you just throw out some of them right? why not make one like this, can be a bookmark too...;P..nice one....

got big budget just for business card? this is the real deal!

There are so much more to share, but people says, if you give a fish to someone, it will only be for a day, but if you teach them to fish, you'll give him a life-time supply of fish(I don't remember the sentence, but this is pretty much how it sounds like). So, I told you about stumbleupon, why not start by stumbling upon your favorite things, would you?

I Love A Good Laugh

I always love a good laugh, where I laugh on my own when I read or watch sometihng funny. Crazy as it seems, I'm having ny best time anyway.LOL. I've stumbleupon-ed(Yeah, I made a verb out of it just like facebook-ing, googling etc. you get what I mean right?) a website with good one line( sometimes two) jokes...It's reall funny, I felt it's not fair not sharing this; www.onelinerz.net

So guys, I hope the lines make you laugh, because not averyone like lines if you know what I mean...;P

You Love Humour? Here's One

I promise you good stuff, here's one. I find this very funny.LOL!Enjoy!

See, men out there, you should be a tiny bit more sensitive...then girls will appreciate you...;P

Good Stuff Coming Right Up!

It's been a long time I'm not writing, God I really don't know what to do this long holiday...I'm suppose to get a job, but with a month and a half left, I don't really feel like working now...I'm lazy! But I'm totally committed with my pursue for driving licence, although I failed the first test, I think I can score the next, and then practical is in the bag, I'm driving on the road now, thanks for my mom's encouragement despite my dad's don't-really-like-the-idea-I-drove-the-car attitude... Dad, believe me, I can...I haven't scratch your car just yet...hahahaha

Oohh...thanks you guys for following my blog, although there's nothing much of information here, but I promise if I have good stuff to share with, I'l post it right away, don't worry, I've read a lot of good stuff, only I always forgot to write it back. Sorry guys, but I'll find new stuff and post it, see if you love it...;P

Mom, Surprise!!!

Late yesterday I planned a birthday party for my mom, it was a very last minute preparation because my brother was late from work, my mom totally have no idea what's going on eventhough I found it troubling to sneak out some charcoal from the kitchen for BBQ! LOL! I might look like a very slumber little thief! We grilled chicken wings at my grandfather's house, because, you know, it who will not suspect something's going on if there are very delicious smelling chicken from our own kitchen right? So, grandpa's house is a very safe place for BBQing...hahaha...

My mom's turning 45 already, but, I think she looks younger than that!(Extra cash coming in!!!) Anyway, after Isyak prayer, a little around 8.30, my brother and I took all the food we prepare to our house, and we're lucky because my mom's not in the house, she's at our neighbours. So we got all the time to prepare everything on the table. We got all my aunts and uncles and cousins to come to the surprise party, one of my aunt got her from the neighbours by telling her there's someone coming to see her at the house, we waited casually outside the house, and when she entered the living room, she was really surprised to see all the food and all the guests in the house! Yey! A surprise party indeed, I wish I had time to bake cake, but nevermind, maybe on Mother's Day I'll do that...gotta find recipes somewhere...:) Well, mom, Happy Birthday!

The Boxer

I knew this sing when Lee DeWyze sang it on idol, the lyrics are touching, I mean, unless you just want to gave up when you faced the downturn of your life, you'd like this song, and it makes you feel like, OK, I'm going on, no matter how bad my CGPA is. So, here it is, 'The Boxer' originally sang by Simon and Garfunkel;

I am just a poor boy
Though my story's seldom told
I have squandered my resistance
For a pocket full of mumbles such are promises
All lies and jests
Still a man hears what he wants to hear
And disregards the rest

When I left my home and my family
I was no more than a boy
In the company of strangers
In the quiet of the railway station running scared
Laying low, seeking out the poorer quarters
Where the ragged people go
Looking for the places only they would know

Lie la lie ...

Asking only workman's wages
I come looking for a job
But I get no offers,
Just a come-on from the whores on Seventh Avenue
I do declare, there were times when I was so lonesome
I took some comfort there

Lie la lie ...

Then I'm laying out my winter clothes
And wishing I was gone
Going home
Where the New York City winters aren't bleeding me
Bleeding me, going home

In the clearing stands a boxer
And a fighter by his trade
And he carries the reminders
Of ev'ry glove that layed him down
Or cut him till he cried out
In his anger and his shame
"I am leaving, I am leaving"
But the fighter still remains

Lie la lie ...