Tuesday, March 29, 2011

Happy Birthday to You, Syamim. :)

assalamualaikum. :) alright peeps, today is a special day for someone named Syamim Montana cuz today is her birthday. :) as today i wasnt go to school ( harini aku demam, dont think other than that. :D ), and i just know that today is her Birthday. yeah, so i decided to write a simple poems for her since this morning. and for your info, syamim ni junior aku, sweet 16 baru. and dia ni merupakan pet sister kpd my gf. :) alrite2, lets go to the topic. poems ni baru je siap. =.=' hope you'll enjoy this poems, syamim. :)

Instead of counting candles,
Or tallying the years,
Contemplate your blessings now,
As your birthday nears.

Consider special people,
Who love you, and who care,
And others who’ve enriched your life,
Just by being there.

Think about the memories,
Passing years can never mar,
Experiences great and small,
That have made you who you are.

Another year is a happy gift,
So cut your cake, and say,
Instead of counting birthdays,
I count blessings every day.

Happy birthday on this beautiful day,
There's so many things, I just want to say,
You inspire many, with your thoughts and actions,
We're all so grateful, for your calm reactions.

Happy birthday on this beautiful day,
You've always been there, when we needed you to stay,
Kindness and thoughtfulness is your forte,
Our love for you, we wish to convey.

Happy birthday on this beautiful day,
We wish you the best, without any delay,
Hope you enjoy it, from beginning till end, 
Here's a hug and kiss, we're ready to send. 

Once a year I get the chance
To wish you birthday cheer.
It pleases me no end to say,
I wish you another great year.
So happy birthday to you syamim,
From the bottom of my heart.
And may your good times multiply,
Till they’re flying off the chart!

so what you waiting for guys? pergilah wish dia kat sini. kat blog dia syamim montana. :D make her birthday more memorable. and for you, syamim. happy birthday, have a happy life with your love, family and friends. :D may god always bless you. have a blast ! hope you gonna like this poems. >.<''

Thursday, March 17, 2011

Supra, Radii Footwear and Nike Basketball Shoes + New Era (Fitted Cap)

holla everyone. assalamualaikum untuk yang beragama islam. :) hope you guys having a great time during this holiday with your family and friends. :)

okay, apa kena dgn tajuk di atas tu? hah, ni i want to share something with you guys. actually since two days ago i was thinking about this and now i have a final decision. lol. aku dah fikir banyak2, aku nak buat collection barang aku sendiri iaitu footwear, shoes and fitted cap since aku tak pernah buat mcm tu selain gitar aku. :) err, gitar pun baru ada dua je. =.=' and ofcourse this new hobby will cost $ome money. semua tu aku da fkir dah. haha. dengan duit yang ada ni, i will try to collect as many footwear, shoes and fitted cap as i can. :)

brand pilihan aku? untuk footwear or shoes aku prefer supra, radii and nike basketball. dan untuk fitted cap aku suka new era. :) kalau you guys nak tahu ape benda alah tu sume, rajin2 la google. aku cerita sikit2 about this cool and trendy brand. :)

supra, radii footwear and nike basketball shoes merupakan jenama kasut yang paling top kat pasaran skang ni especially for teenager market. ramai remaja meminati kasut jenis mcm ni especially budak hip hop, skater and jenis trendy. new era pula merupakan jenama topi or fitted cap paling laris and trendy. it's usually associated with hip hop. kalau nak tengok lebih lanjut, i will share some photos below and click for larger image. :)
Supra Skytop
Supra Skytop II
Supra Vaider
Radii MoonWalker
Radii StraightJacket
Radii Thriller
Nike Zoom Air
Nike Zoom Kobe IV
Music is Our Life
Los Angeles

Sunday, March 6, 2011

In a relationship, married or not... YOU SHOULD READ THIS!

assalamualaikum and hi, peeps. :) today, i want to share with you guys about something. actually, i just found about this short story from one of my friend's note at facebook and i asked his permission to share this story. this is based on REAL STORY so keep reading. :) hey if you want to share this too, you can ask me or drop some comment or shoutout in my chatbox and let me know. enjoy reading it.


When I got home that night as my wife served dinner, I held her hand and said, I've got something to tell you. She sat down and ate quietly. Again I observed the hurt in her eyes.

Suddenly I didn't know how to open my mouth. But I had to let her know what I was thinking. I want a divorce. I raised the topic calmly.
She didn't seem to be annoyed by my words, instead she asked me softly, why?

I avoided her question. This made her angry. She threw away the chopsticks and shouted at me, you are not a man! That night, we didn't talk to each other. She was weeping. I knew she wanted to find out what had happened to our marriage. But I could hardly give her a satisfactory answer; she had lost my heart to Jane. I didn't love her anymore. I just pitied her!

With a deep sense of guilt, I drafted a divorce agreement which stated that she could own our house, our car, and 30% stake of my company.
She glanced at it and then tore it into pieces. The woman who had spent ten years of her life with me had become a stranger. I felt sorry for her wasted time, resources and energy but I could not take back what I had said for I loved Jane so dearly. Finally she cried loudly in front of me, which was what I had expected to see. To me her cry was actually a kind of release. The idea of divorce which had obsessed me for several weeks seemed to be firmer and clearer now.

The next day, I came back home very late and found her writing something at the table. I didn't have supper but went straight to sleep and fell asleep very fast because I was tired after an eventful day with Jane.

When I woke up, she was still there at the table writing. I just did not care so I turned over and was asleep again.

In the morning she presented her divorce conditions: she didn't want anything from me, but needed a month's notice before the divorce. She requested that in that one month we both struggle to live as normal a life as possible. Her reasons were simple: our son had his exams in a month's time and she didn't want to disrupt him with our broken marriage.

This was agreeable to me. But she had something more, she asked me to recall how I had carried her into out bridal room on our wedding day.
She requested that every day for the month's duration I carry her out of our bedroom to the front door ever morning. I thought she was going crazy. Just to make our last days together bearable I accepted her odd request.

I told Jane about my wife's divorce conditions. . She laughed loudly and thought it was absurd. No matter what tricks she applies, she has to face the divorce, she said scornfully.

My wife and I hadn't had any body contact since my divorce intention was explicitly expressed. So when I carried her out on the first day, we both appeared clumsy. Our son clapped behind us, daddy is holding mommy in his arms. His words brought me a sense of pain. From the bedroom to the sitting room, then to the door, I walked over ten meters with her in my arms. She closed her eyes and said softly; don't tell our son about the divorce. I nodded, feeling somewhat upset. I put her down outsidethe door. She went to wait for the bus to work. I drove alone to the office.

On the second day, both of us acted much more easily. She leaned on my chest. I could smell the fragrance of her blouse. I realized that I hadn't looked at this woman carefully for a long time. I realized she was not young any more. There were fine wrinkles on her face, her hair was graying! Our marriage had taken its toll on her. For a minute I wondered what I had done to her.

On the fourth day, when I lifted her up, I felt a sense of intimacy returning. This was the woman who had given ten years of her life to me.
On the fifth and sixth day, I realized that our sense of intimacy was growing again. I didn't tell Jane about this. It became easier to carry her as the month slipped by. Perhaps the everyday workout made me stronger.

She was choosing what to wear one morning. She tried on quite a few dresses but could not find a suitable one. Then she sighed, all my dresses have grown bigger. I suddenly realized that she had grown so thin, that was the reason why I could carry her more easily.

Suddenly it hit me... she had buried so much pain and bitterness in her heart. Subconsciously I reached out and touched her head.

Our son came in at the moment and said, Dad, it's time to carry mom out. To him, seeing his father carrying his mother out had become an essential part of his life. My wife gestured to our son to come closer and hugged him tightly. I turned my face away because I was afraid I might change my mind at this last minute. I then held her in my arms, walking from the bedroom, through the sitting room, to the hallway. Her hand surrounded my neck softly and naturally. I held her body tightly; it was just like our wedding day.

But her much lighter weight made me sad. On the last day, when I held her in my arms I could hardly move a step. Our son had gone to school. I held her tightly and said, I hadn't noticed that our life lacked intimacy.
I drove to office.... jumped out of the car swiftly without locking the door. I was afraid any delay would make me change my mind...I walked upstairs. Jane opened the door and I said to her, Sorry, Jane, I do not want the divorce anymore.

She looked at me, astonished, and then touched my forehead. Do you have a fever? She said. I moved her hand off my head. Sorry, Jane, I said, I won't divorce. My marriage life was boring probably because she and I didn't value the details of our lives, not because we didn't love each other anymore. Now I realize that since I carried her into my home on our wedding day I am supposed to hold her until death do us apart.
Jane seemed to suddenly wake up. She gave me a loud slap and then slammed the door and burst into tears. I walked downstairs and drove away.

At the floral shop on the way, I ordered a bouquet of flowers for my wife. The salesgirl asked me what to write on the card. I smiled and wrote, I'll carry you out every morning until death do us apart.

That evening I arrived home, flowers in my hands, a smile on my face, I run up stairs, only to find my wife in the bed - dead.
My wife had been fighting CANCER for months and I was so busy with Jane to even notice. She knew that she would die soon and she wanted to save me from the whatever negative reaction from our son, in case we push thru with the divorce.-- At least, in the eyes of our son--- I'm a loving husband....

The small details of your lives are what really matter in a relationship. It is not the mansion, the car, property, the money in the bank. These create an environment conducive for happiness but cannot give happiness in themselves. So find time to be your spouse's friend and do those little things for each other that build intimacy. Do have a real happy marriage!