tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-84193251204228320252024-02-01T21:40:42.446-08:00Da' StoRy of MiNeJoz'y Zonehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16731092456080750771noreply@blogger.comBlogger35125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8419325120422832025.post-67870689598387121442013-02-23T04:44:00.001-08:002013-02-23T04:44:11.536-08:00Run!!!!!!!!!!!!Now.....<br />
Now, I'm back to UMS<br />
Why?<br />
Well... the real reason I'm here is to run away<br />
If I can count the percentage of how much I want to run away compared to how much I want to study..ermm....maybe 80% of it is to run away.<br />
The urge to run away from home, from Sarawak, is so great that I don't even care to look back anymore? I guess...<br />
Yeah...I'm being selfish, yes, I admit it!<br />
But...<br />
How can I not be selfish when my heart ache every now and then?<br />
How can I not be selfish when I can't even stand to look at people around me anymore?<br />
How can I not be selfish when I can't even stand to listen to people talking about me?<br />
The pain is so severe that I can't even explain it in words...<br />
and the pain is so deep that everytime I think about it, my chest feel heavy and my tears start to fall<br />
Isn't that enough reason to run away?<br />
I've been bearing that pain ever since I finish my study...its been 1 and half year...<br />
and how much longer do I need to bear all that pain?<br />
So...here I am now...running away from all my problems<br />
Loser? Yes, I admit I'm being a loser here.<br />
<br />Joz'y Zonehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16731092456080750771noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8419325120422832025.post-3291076922031545722013-01-03T09:42:00.000-08:002013-01-03T09:42:11.668-08:00Wah, lamanya aku x blogging nie.<br />
Ni la manusia, cepat bosan.<br />
Aku xbosan tp xda modal da nie.<br />
Apala yg ada kat seorang 'PENANAM ANGGUR' or mcm yg adik aku ckp 'KETUA KAMPUNG'<br />
Aku xda modal nak tls, xda idea nak serabut kan otak aku....<br />
Apa yg ada juz keluhan dr hari ke hari.<br />
Smakin lma hdp mcm ni, smkn sesak dada n otak...<br />
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Aku skrg sesat di dlm terang!<br />
Walau sberapa terang pun jalan di depan ku, aku tetap sesat....<br />
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Aku...<br />
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Hlg arah,<br />
Hlg panduan,<br />
Hlg pedoman,<br />
Hlg perancangan...<br />
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Ke manakah harus ku tuju?<br />
Ke manakah harus ku mlangkah?<br />
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Di saat aku mula mlihat scebis cahaya di kjauhan,<br />
Di saat hatiku mula mlonjak klegaan,<br />
Di saat itulah juga harapanku bkecai bak kaca terhempas ke batu....<br />
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Harus bagaimanakah ku kutip kaca harapan ku itu tanpa mlukai tanganku?<br />
Harus bagaimanakah ku mula bjalan ke arah cahaya itu sedangkan ianya smakin mhilang dan meninggalkan aku sendirian?<br />
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Dan...<br />
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Harus bagaimanakah aku mcari di dalam kgelapan?<br />
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<br />Joz'y Zonehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16731092456080750771noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8419325120422832025.post-44772710014689600682012-08-31T12:20:00.001-07:002012-08-31T12:20:17.837-07:00D new me?<div style="text-align: center;">
Yeah...today I'm stepping into a new day with a new age but what's new with my life?</div>
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NOTHING.....</div>
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What have I achieve for all these 23 years?</div>
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Ermm......</div>
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<strike>Quite a few...</strike></div>
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I got a lot of fren?</div>
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I'm browsing through my fb as usual n suddenly, my heart taps like no other day....</div>
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Suddenly I realize, nobody ever gonna wait for you even your best friend.</div>
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NOBODY!!!</div>
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That's the fact n the truth that's hard for me to swallow...</div>
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I always rely on my friends during my school year...I need them because most of the time I'm far from my family</div>
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Starting at the early age of 13, I started my life at the hostel...until the age of 22</div>
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What and where else can you depend or lay your heavy head on?</div>
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There goes my friends....</div>
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But.....</div>
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For how long?</div>
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Yes,today I've realized that you are on your own no matter what you do or where you are...</div>
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I'm ashamed of myself.....I'm not proud......</div>
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People only cares about you when you are in the top but once you've fall down, who's gonna catch you?</div>
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Face the reality my dear me...</div>
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Maybe I'm the only one who keeps on turning to the past...(<strike>browsing through old pictures and picturing all the memories</strike>)...</div>
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That's what been keeping me from feeling anything about other's success....I used to be happy for them</div>
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But.....</div>
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Today, I've realized that nobody is as emotional as me...</div>
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They've been marching forward fast....far from me...out of my reach...</div>
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I'm never going to catch up....</div>
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It's the first time that I feel something when I see my friends status or their pictures or their stories...</div>
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I've never felt this way before....</div>
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and its really hurt....</div>
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There's nowhere I can spill this feeling to....</div>
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I'm not the kind of people to force anybody to listen to my problem....</div>
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I just can write about it....</div>
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Sad?</div>
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Yeah...kind of</div>
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Joz'y Zonehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16731092456080750771noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8419325120422832025.post-24813437125181702982012-07-24T19:56:00.001-07:002012-07-24T19:56:31.534-07:00input baru........yuhuuuuu...........nie 1 post aku 4 2012...lamenyer..............<br />
tahla.....dah xda citer bru kot.....<br />
xpun xda idea da...........<br />
kekeringan.....kekontangan....ke...pape j la.....<br />
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dah penat da aku bfikir...<br />
penat da aku trima ilmu bru nie...<br />
asyik input j tp xda output<br />
leh mletup pala hotak aku yg kecik nie spn suma data2 nie<br />
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kalo hard disc pun leh penoh...pa lg otak aku...<br />
skang nie pun aku ngah kut 1 lg kursus...<br />
sgt2 bru bg aku tp kira kacang gak la...hehehhe<br />
terer npk..............(kot la 2)<br />
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aku nie kiranya kne paksa kut kursus lexicography<br />
dlm bahasa mdhnya, kursus wat dictionary<br />
dahla 1mgg nie<br />
stat kul 9 til 4.30,duk dgr org ckp n da la gak blaka kai software baru yg lg sng dr SPSS<br />
yg amazingnya,org len (nie org Argentina) leh ckp bdyh n tau ayat2 lama tp org kita sdr jahil ttg 2 (aku krg sktla jahil ku...hehehehe.)<br />
Da org kita eksen2 g ckp bhs len sesama sdr....kunun xmau ktinggalan tp bhs sdr hancus!!!!!!<br />
"Kamek....kitak.....sik mauk.....iboh etc" kununla 2 kalo jumpa kwn tp klo org tya "meh muu man k nak?"<br />
statla 2 bpeluh n gabra smcm j.....<br />
bluek....<strike>hancus pya dak dayak</strike>!!!!!!!<br />
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bak 2 d story la (mls nak ulas byk2 sal org xsdr dr nie).....<br />
aku kununya nie tgh bljr memartabatkan bhs sdr la nie.....(bangga5)...hehehhe.(sbnrmya rela dlm kterpaksaan)<br />
hrmmmm................<br />
mls ctr pjg2....las nnt klo da hsl ku tjk pa ku blaja......(tp kompom xda 2) hahahahaah<br />
<br />Joz'y Zonehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16731092456080750771noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8419325120422832025.post-31577435275868761392011-09-16T06:41:00.000-07:002011-09-16T06:41:10.148-07:00PENAT........>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>Skang nie aku xtau nak wat pe lg nie...<br />
penat aku.......<br />
penat lelong resuma aku sana sini<br />
penat pergi blk pos ofis<br />
penat taip surat<br />
N yg plag penat...<br />
PENAT MENUNGGU!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!<br />
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Kes nie lg truk dr pas aku f 5 dl.....huhuhu<br />
Mcm nie kot abang aku rasa lok pas grad....<br />
1taun dia dok mcm nie gak......<br />
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TOLONG LA WAHAI2 MANUSIA <br />
kami dl blaja susah2 gak<br />
kami usaha gle2 gak nal hbskan blaja<br />
tp skang xkan nie hasil kami blaja kot.............Joz'y Zonehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16731092456080750771noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8419325120422832025.post-35529185791717570932011-06-21T19:21:00.000-07:002011-06-21T19:36:17.854-07:00Opps..............Mana 1 nie?Dulu2 time kecik2 kita suma mana penah pikir byk2 kan?<br />
Aku la....plg2 pon<br />
Balik skul kalo xda game or latihan sukan trus terjun sungai...men kejar2 tangkap ikan...<br />
xpon men sembunyi2 dalam utan blakang skul...besnyer.......<br />
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Time 2 mana penah pikir time besar nnt nak wat pe....nak sbg blaja k x...nak keje apa...<br />
Xtau la aku kalo korg umur 7 8 taun da pikir hal dunia o negara nie...aku maintain j<br />
Tme bpikir juz time wat math (coz aku gla math) n tme exam...pas2 pedulik apa aku nak bpikir lbh2.....<br />
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Masuk skul menengah awal2 dl pon aku xpkr pape till la form 3<br />
Besa la 2...form 3 2 kira penentu jalan idup d masa depan...ceh...<br />
Studi gle2 pya gle la tme 2....<br />
Target nak msk klas sains.<br />
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Tup2....dpt gak msk...<br />
Masuk la aku kat klas sains tme form 4<br />
Masalahnya....geng2 sklas aku sengal2 la plak.....n mbuatkan aku xjadi bpikir n mrancang masa depan awal2...<br />
Akibatnya....result hancus siketla.....gara2 kurang bpikir..<br />
Pas2....<br />
Masuk form 5 dgn smgt baru la nieh.....<br />
Sma tawaran sbg blaja diisi dgn pnh konfiden...<br />
Studi pon gle2 blk la.......<br />
Plg gle...buku rujukan bio 2 da spi thp nak dtelan cz nak hafal suma fakta2 dlmnya...<br />
Stat dr 2 la minda ini terbuka tuk bpikir sal hal negara....ceh.negara kunun...masa depan bah...<br />
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Stat la pkr sal nak msk matriks k amik dploma.....<br />
Pas2 nak sbg mana lg?<br />
Pas pnt bfkr (sbnrnya parents aku yg tlg fkrkan)<br />
Aku msk la matriks n pas2 msk plak UMS.....<br />
Tp kene fkr lg kos mana nak msk.......ughh....<br />
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Tme 1 thn kat matriks n 3 thn kat UMS nie la aku stat bahagi otak aku kat 2 choice.....<br />
Tiap2 ari kene wat pilihan..<br />
Klo plh yg 1,yg 1 lg tlepas....n sbaliknya la<br />
Penat dowh....<br />
Susah kan klo kita tpaksa wat pilihan...<br />
Contohnya,even nak bl wafel pon kene pikir...klo aku bl wafel,aku xleh nak bl aiskrim cz tlalu byk snack 4 a day...(sbnrnya blasah gak bl dua2)<br />
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Akhirnya abis gak blaja aku n kengkawan aku nie...nak djadikan citer la<br />
Tp citer blom abis lg<br />
Skang nieh kene pikir hal len plak<br />
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Ha...nie la benda yg mengusutkan pikiran aku skang nie.....tp xla skusut kawan aku yg len cz ati aku da mula bisik2 ckp xmau keje kerajaan.......hehehe<br />
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So,pd mana2 kengkawan aku yg mengalami bende yg sama skang......klo btl korg xdpt nak wat plhn...sila jumpa o kal aku d talian....014-0000000...hehehhe.untuk nasihat n pandangan.<br />
Caj murah akan dkenekan coz ikut harga kawan2 pya.....Joz'y Zonehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16731092456080750771noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8419325120422832025.post-31307406817275723222011-06-16T23:16:00.000-07:002011-06-16T23:22:57.611-07:00Windunyer..............Its been 2 weeks since I first come 2 STIDC....(with 2 sengal people...Ross n Wan.3)<br />
n I think its been almost 1 month since I last blogging....<br />
No access to internet....lies....no time....lies.....no mood...maybe...<br />
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Wan 2 share a bit la bout our 1st day here...<br />
A bit shy (ceh...mcm budak baik plak)<br />
A bit uncomfortable coz d environment is totally diff from school's life....<br />
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Nervous(100%) + Blur(100%) + Boring(100%) + Tired(50%)= Uncomfortable(200%) + Complaining(150%)<br />
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All three of us is sent to d same bahagian (Pembangunan Sumber) but into diff section n unit.<br />
D 1st week,all we ever did was taking pictures n keep on digesting information provided by our bossess.<br />
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I think this is d 1st time tat I ever read n have 2 digest a lot of information in 1 day...quarter of it, d same thing we learnt in SPTA n the other are all new to us....<br />
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MIGRAINE.......<br />
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2ND week....<br />
D pressure starts...........<br />
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Stacks of files........<br />
Lines of numbers.......<br />
A lot of dust..........<br />
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Hachoo!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!<br />
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My BRAIN is not functioning soooo well rite now<br />
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Above all...<br />
95% of the staff here are all friendly....n really helpful<br />
D remaining 5%,human's nature....being cocky n act big if they are in higher place than others...<br />
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D funny thing is....here,we are recognized by our Sabahan slanga...<br />
Boleh bha kalo ko........................<br />
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How I miss Sabah n geng2 SPTA<br />
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2 Ross n Wan.3:Bertahan....Bertahan....BertahanJoz'y Zonehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16731092456080750771noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8419325120422832025.post-52361101990928304942011-05-18T03:04:00.000-07:002011-05-18T03:04:12.295-07:00Another Long Journey Comes 2 an End 2Another page of my story....<br />
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After d intro 2 SPTA, my life changed slowly...<br />
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Starting 4m my circle of friends,<br />
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I think I've made quite a big circle of friend<br />
I've managed 2 widen my world by knowing a lot of people...including their various characteristic,personality n etc....<br />
I've got 2 know who my real friends are,just so2 friends n most of all I've managed 2 c how some people pretend 2 b ur friend but at d end,just a black n stray fox,waiting 4 d rite time 2 catch n bite u 2 pieces...<br />
Thanks 2 all...I've managed 2 experienced all tiz precious n memorable moments..<br />
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4<br />
D moments we shared,<br />
D laugh,tears,sweats,fight,quarrel n many more...n even d food n drinks we shared<br />
Through all tiz time...<br />
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TQ...<br />
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Without all of u,I don't think I can go through all these 3 years all alone...<br />
Without all of u,I don't think I can walk through this path all alone...<br />
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A litre of tears can't explain how I feel rite now...<br />
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Above all...<br />
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All of these will stay deep in my heart n will b kept well as long as I breath <br />
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of coz I can't promise tat I still can remember it all if I happen 2 lost my memory but who knows, only God knows what He plans 4 us....<br />
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4 my bestest friends:Rose,Afen,Ika,Along,Pat2,Wong,Kahoc,Wen Hong,Clen,Maslizah n Ming Rei...TQ 4 being my best of best friends n 4 being there 4 me when I need o don't need u.hehehe<br />
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4 my fellow knights of armor in SPTA:Azira,Syaz,Dayang,Wan,Ilya,Liyana,Wei2,San2 n many3 more,huh...so many la...TQ 4 helping me 2 create a big n beautiful picture of my life in SPTA<br />
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4 my lecturers esp:Pn. Hardawati n Miss Maria n all others...TQ 4 being a guidance,a teacher n a leader 2 me....<br />
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4 d FOX:TQ cz u've made me experience d bitter n tasteful of life as a person<br />
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These are some of our precious moments....<br />
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*Credits 2 all d photographers 4 these photos<br />
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There's still a long journey awaits in front of us n who knows,by times we will meet n have a good chat in d future..............Joz'y Zonehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16731092456080750771noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8419325120422832025.post-23678239577088586602011-05-15T10:45:00.000-07:002011-05-15T10:52:53.128-07:00Another long journey comes 2 an END...Its been 3 years since I 1st entered UMS...<br />
It feels like its just been yesterday when I reached UMS at night,taking a long n tired journey all over 4m Kuching 2 KK...<br />
Dragging 2 big bags with me...<br />
All d way up 2 my temporary room at Kg A...<br />
Went through MSM...(A lonely n tiring week)<br />
Been introduced 2 SPTA lecturers n seniors...<br />
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Oya,my 1st ever friends in SPTA r' Rosenani (been friend since Form 4),<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjcJM7F8x_j1kCvmAm6RCYd_LRXY32YlT2A_1IXnalWE0WWm9Fpf-Zujn_UQooMFlB9VPHru_YyESxSzEBAreq9746CgMpE9B_uj1HRMYZtV-5a9sEYK5JNi6NOFT7VsrVIyeiSdbNZ0o3c/s1600/DSC00192.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear:right; float:right; margin-left:1em; margin-bottom:1em"><img border="0" height="240" width="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjcJM7F8x_j1kCvmAm6RCYd_LRXY32YlT2A_1IXnalWE0WWm9Fpf-Zujn_UQooMFlB9VPHru_YyESxSzEBAreq9746CgMpE9B_uj1HRMYZtV-5a9sEYK5JNi6NOFT7VsrVIyeiSdbNZ0o3c/s320/DSC00192.JPG" /></a></div>Shea Chan Loong (whom I called Along cz at 1st I couldn't catch his name properly)<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhE8pZ7_PezIKAbTBupdTB3wtmi8M4eROScr23rKWx4NeB5Usz2Lz2rnu3eZArRUSxbf68HB2yPx4x-FkAEydkeATBXZQ45lUNjvWRRB4d4CghNJt9FINXvKbpfTliWhPWSYghh0qQskbJ4/s1600/03-13-10-123809.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear:right; float:right; margin-left:1em; margin-bottom:1em"><img border="0" height="320" width="256" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhE8pZ7_PezIKAbTBupdTB3wtmi8M4eROScr23rKWx4NeB5Usz2Lz2rnu3eZArRUSxbf68HB2yPx4x-FkAEydkeATBXZQ45lUNjvWRRB4d4CghNJt9FINXvKbpfTliWhPWSYghh0qQskbJ4/s320/03-13-10-123809.jpg" /></a></div><br />
n Leong Siew Fang@Fang2 (still remember her broken BM).(d girl in dark blue shirt)<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2wsjqND1URR9V64xDO1L5Gu3ja9yJx9Ow8YJhGvIA0nH-HpQDqVjQLHjD8Zws-Ivg-O00mPXdpNWv0wfA7tJooxsR6deb0QYufmFINjdg4sXE1MJiwRWTYhfjodsQNBwM047bDVNcQ-cY/s1600/IMG_0217.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear:right; float:right; margin-left:1em; margin-bottom:1em"><img border="0" height="240" width="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2wsjqND1URR9V64xDO1L5Gu3ja9yJx9Ow8YJhGvIA0nH-HpQDqVjQLHjD8Zws-Ivg-O00mPXdpNWv0wfA7tJooxsR6deb0QYufmFINjdg4sXE1MJiwRWTYhfjodsQNBwM047bDVNcQ-cY/s320/IMG_0217.JPG" /></a></div><br />
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Used 2 walk all over 4m DKP 2 SPTA cz they hav 2 meet their P.A.(Dr. John)<br />
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But...<br />
D real journey started when I went 4 d first field trip with all of d 1st year students 2 Taman Pertanian Sabah, Tenom...(can't find d pictures cz 2 many pictures taken all these years)<br />
That was d first step 4 us 2 mingle around other than doing d field work...<br />
Been in a group mixed with chinese n indian girls n guys<br />
(D concept of 1Malaysia haven't been introduced at tat time but in SPTA U can c it)<br />
Can mixed well with all of them was 1 of d bonus living in UMS as SPTA student<br />
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I am not a person 2 mingle around n b friendly at a short time...<br />
I rather sit n talk only when I was asked cz I don't want people 2 hav bad 1st impression bout me...<br />
Other reasons: I tend 2 b too comfortable 2 speak when I feel that, that person is interesting 2 talk 2...<br />
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Our journey continued with Family Camp....<br />
held by SPTA staffs n seniors 4 d juniors<br />
When I 1st heard bout it, I feel really bad...<br />
I hate d concept where seniors r' given chance 2 torture n bully their juniors...<br />
But...<br />
Now I know d meaning behind this<br />
Family Camp is not just 2 bully n torture juniors just like what I used 2 think of<br />
It was a way 2 get 2 know your seniors,SPTA staffs n d real meaning of Forestry<br />
It is an introduction 2 all juniors 2 get ready n open their hearts toward Forestry<br />
It was fun actually...<br />
U hav d chance 2 know ur fellow friends,seniors,<br />
U can experience d life in d forest,<br />
U can learn how 2 survive in d forest,<br />
U can learn how 2 respect people,etc<br />
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1 thing I really can't 4get bout our Family Camp...<br />
D nite when all of us was forced 2 get in2 d river at 2-3am in d morning (It was said tat 'Kena Rendam' is d tradition in SPTA) 4 about 5-10 minutes while singing our hearts loud <br />
B4 tat all of us was seated on d wet n cold ground...<br />
Where all of d facilitators yelled at us without reasons...(Still their yelling voice can't fight our sleepiness,most of us got yelled at cz we fall asleep while waiting 4 d highlight of d night)<br />
It was really5 a mind n body torture 2 all of us<br />
Tat was d 1st time I ever cried because I can't feel anything anymore<br />
It was like all ur tiredness,sleepiness n all d 'ness' gone<br />
Juz d feelings of hatred towards seniors reach their maximum level<br />
I almost died of cold after that...cz I really can't stand being cold<br />
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1 person I can't get out of my hatred towards him...<br />
A senior called Jack...<br />
He had been so sarcastic 2 me cz I didn't get massaged at my neck 4m d back by d person sitting at my back (coincidentally it was Rose) as requested<br />
'Kamu,kenapa kamu xmau kena urut?Geli ka?Kalo geli mari sini saya tolong urutkan!'<br />
Yo...I really can't get a massaged esp at my neck area cz it will end up swelling!<br />
4m tat moment,I really can't face him cz everytime I c him,I feel like punching him at his neck<br />
Watcha...<br />
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Above all...tat was my 1st interesting n long journey in these 3 years<br />
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2 b continued...Joz'y Zonehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16731092456080750771noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8419325120422832025.post-51423879570211940182011-05-10T09:21:00.000-07:002011-05-10T09:21:27.435-07:00wat to do?It's been quite some time since I last blogging<br />
Sooooo buzy with everything<br />
with a lot going on around me, I can really feel my head working like a machine<br />
Arggghhhhhhhh...........<br />
Almost everyday I got headache ;(<br />
plus less sleep ^^<br />
plus lot of thinking **<br />
about yesterday...2day and...2morrow<br />
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Wat have I done with my life for the past 21 years? @@<br />
Wat am I doing rite now? ##<br />
Wat will I do in the future? $$<br />
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There's always ????? appearing in my head<br />
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Wat to do??<br />
Wat can I do??<br />
Wat will I do??<br />
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Wish life can b a bit easier so I can live my life peacefully<br />
BUT<br />
Wat is life without problem, rite?<br />
NO FUN man...<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgF752pCS83-s1JH-vLqcddSbzWLMkp2bLS3xUZi2f8dtaaQM3gdig42Bx1L8bYtXWQAvpGNStIMLOWW67Cg1Sn17AcVCNX5jTOQY4DFPRxO4EwTUxIXPchOh_wuPjJVP1kpC5AN9l19U6n/s1600/227920_1346618001024_1698537319_615103_8037628_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear:right; float:right; margin-left:1em; margin-bottom:1em"><img border="0" height="240" width="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgF752pCS83-s1JH-vLqcddSbzWLMkp2bLS3xUZi2f8dtaaQM3gdig42Bx1L8bYtXWQAvpGNStIMLOWW67Cg1Sn17AcVCNX5jTOQY4DFPRxO4EwTUxIXPchOh_wuPjJVP1kpC5AN9l19U6n/s320/227920_1346618001024_1698537319_615103_8037628_n.jpg" /></a></div><br />
The picture hanging beside here is a picture of my fellow frenzy happy faces, after a lot of thorn and tear, joy and laugh, hoping to graduate tiz year.... <br />
Goodddddd Luckkkkkkkkkkkk 2 all of us!!!!!!!!!!!Joz'y Zonehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16731092456080750771noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8419325120422832025.post-53243909054911268542011-04-11T03:30:00.000-07:002011-04-11T03:30:45.602-07:00Discouraged feeling.........I dunno for how long or how many times I have been discouraged by others when I' m really into something.<br />
That feeling is really like you are being left in a desert all alone with nothing but just with a bottle of water.<br />
If you gonna drink that water all at once,you will die of thirst later but if you gonna drink it sip by sip,it will surely make you feel more thirsty.<br />
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So how to handle this matter?<br />
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Just try to put yourself into my situation,when you are really eager or interested in doing something,suddenly someone say 'Are you sure?' or 'Do whatever you want lah...'<br />
Or when you sincerely or hopefully anticipating some kind of good reaction or idea from someone,he/she just slightly shrug his/her shoulder.<br />
That s**** man.<br />
The mood will flew out and the soul will be drawn out from your body.<br />
Or something more like when you really need help and you are asking nicely to someone,he/she will just get up and walk with you without saying anything but later he/she will show some dissatisfaction or uninterested mood to you literally,what will that makes you look like?<br />
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I'm like a fool..........I dunno where my home is..........<br />
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Being a fool is not a cherish moment in anybody's life<br />
So,don't turn someone into a fool coz later when you are in the same situation,you will definitely REGRET it......<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQ2d3PYwPjVRydwr_W_D-EHXdDGLRqXTf8MVA2w07o54RjHaMvLNd3Y0NCnVdGeacEAatKyjBfh_Jrg0OOeND-YwAgHEEkOd_ONveGDnTQlMOVAnNj5LZt-Punlvr-zBRykqXVeD531Pzi/s1600/flower-summer+%25282%2529.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"><img border="0" height="240" width="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQ2d3PYwPjVRydwr_W_D-EHXdDGLRqXTf8MVA2w07o54RjHaMvLNd3Y0NCnVdGeacEAatKyjBfh_Jrg0OOeND-YwAgHEEkOd_ONveGDnTQlMOVAnNj5LZt-Punlvr-zBRykqXVeD531Pzi/s320/flower-summer+%25282%2529.jpg" /></a></div>Joz'y Zonehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16731092456080750771noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8419325120422832025.post-77189511304963550382011-04-02T00:50:00.000-07:002011-04-02T01:19:09.872-07:00D WORST Dinner ever........Like wat d title says up there ^ last nite was t worst dinner I ever went 2.<br />
Haiya............<br />
Wat a waste.....of my money,time,energy and last minute effort.<br />
Is tis wat they all called d 'Malam Pra-Graduan & Anugerah'?<br />
Better they called it 'Malam Pra-Sekolah & Anugerah'<br />
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D management...huh.....nothing more 2 say la......Just imagine an event tat was conducted by a Form 1 student..................so......childish..............<br />
D dinner tentative.......huh.....waste of time<br />
D hall setup,......d guest almost gone deaf with an extra super loud speaker,placed in a small hall.....<br />
D speech.......cause a loud laugh with a lot of 'tatabahasa' error.....plus d 'Ketua Pengarah, dress didn't match with d colour code.....Malunyer!!!!!!!!!!!!!!<br />
A fresh image of their usherette comes in my mind......<br />
You are standing on d stage 4 d whole nite n wat are you thinking of wearing a short n fit dress like tat?????????<br />
Cuci mata dowh/////////<br />
D food...............haiya....D BIGGEST PROBLEM.........taste like BTC left-overs from lunch time......RM55 for nothing........<br />
D most shocking part is when d mc said '2 all that got no anugerah 2nite,nevermind.Don't lose ur hope. U still can try next year,if not just EXTEND.' WTF!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!<br />
Where d hell did you learn 2 say tat things in front of your pre-graduated seniors??????????<br />
Wah.........these are not just all....a lot more 2 say but it's just gonna waste my time n energy 2 type it down..........<br />
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The only best part is.....d sporting characteristic of 3rd year students....<br />
A big round of applause 2 us...hehehe<br />
If the management team can't make us feel the joy of the nite,we just create it ourself lo.....<br />
And d credit also goes 2 d lecturers........they all tried to cheer us all from their performances..........SPTA lecturers really ROCK!!!!<br />
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These are some pictures of d nite...........d 3rd year students la...<br />
It not like every day you can see we all dress up like this...<br />
Especially me la......only once a year if really necessary<br />
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Sikit la kot...<br />
Kita baca lok lirik lagu nie..<br />
Lagu yang akan menceritakan suma rasa kemesraan suatu ketika dahulu tapi sudah hilang bersama-sama waktu yang blalu<br />
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<br />
Kemesraan<br />
Iwan Fals<br />
<br />
<br />
Suatu hari<br />
Dikala kita duduk ditepi pantai<br />
Dan memandang<br />
Ombak dilautan yang kian menepi<br />
<br />
Burung camar<br />
Terbang bermain diderunya air<br />
Suara alam ini<br />
Hangatkan jiwa kita<br />
<br />
Sementara<br />
Sinar surya perlahan mulai tenggelam<br />
Suara gitarmu<br />
Mengalunkan melodi tentang cinta<br />
<br />
Ada hati<br />
Membara erat bersatu<br />
Getar seluruh jiwa<br />
Tercurah saat itu<br />
<br />
Kemesraan ini<br />
Janganlah cepat berlalu<br />
Kemesraan ini<br />
Ingin kukenang selalu<br />
<br />
Hatiku damai<br />
Jiwaku tentram disampingmu<br />
Hatiku damai<br />
Jiwaku tentram bersamamu<br />
<br />
Bersamamu<br />
<br />
<br />
Sedih lak ku baca<br />
Lagu nie da kaitan ngan kisah hidupku suatu ketika dahulu..<br />
Kemesraan yang telah blalu tidak akan dapat kembali lagi walaupun air mata darah ku ingin gantikan dengannya...<br />
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...uncomfortable about something...<br />
...not thinking things straight...<br />
...doubting about something...<br />
...forced to do something I hate...<br />
...forced to love something I hate...<br />
...provoked to do something I’m not interested in...<br />
...challenged to do something I’m don’t want to...<br />
...being eyed-out when I’m not interested in that thing...<br />
...being sharp-tongue at when I’m not at mood...<br />
...being looked-down by someone...<br />
...humiliated in front of strangers...<br />
...being doubted by the one I’m close to...<br />
...being misunderstood by somebody I close with...<br />
...being cast aside when I don’t know what I’ve been doing wrong...<br />
...being left-out in the dark by the one I’m close to...<br />
...being the black sheep in a group...<br />
BUT...<br />
Above all,<br />
I hate it when I was being stabbed by my own friends...<br />
<br />
Ouch...<br />
That hurts man<br />
I really HATE when I was in that situation...<br />
<br />
How to escape from that situation?<br />
How to prevent it from ever happens again?<br />
How to demolish it from my life?<br />
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The scars will always be here...in my heart even if time flew by....<br />
It will always bleed again even when I lost my memory...<br />
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GOOD<br />
-Intellectual <br />
-A master of communication <br />
-Always combine logic and intuition in dealing with life in general<br />
-Astrologically, classified as the “perfectionists” <br />
-Inherited a powerful investigative mind that could lead you to science, chemicals, research, radio, television, newspaper reporting, computer programming and the law <br />
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BAD<br />
-Very critical and picky <br />
-Tend to work too hard<br />
-Downfall is sarcasm and an overly concerned attitude with trivial matters <br />
-Some overwhelmed with health matters and turn into health lunatics <br />
-Prone to headaches or head injury, eye and sinus problems <br />
-Prone to poisoning and are strongly advised to keep away from alcohol and narcotics<br />
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Zodiac (Virgo)<br />
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GOOD<br />
-Has guts and lots of them! <br />
-Has quite a determination and can do anything if she sets her mind to it<br />
-Stickler for time<br />
-Taste is very good and intellect quite developed<br />
-Very much attached to the ground and prefer to live in the real world<br />
-Very good with finances and extravagance is not one in the personality traits<br />
-Doesn’t need a man to take care of her, she takes care of herself<br />
-Has a clear thinking and usually knows what she wants<br />
-Hate hypocrisy<br />
-Cannot stand public displays of affection<br />
-Has all the charms and tricks that any other female has, but not weak<br />
-Completely devoted and loyal in a relationship<br />
-Will become exceedingly strong when you need support <br />
-With kids, very considerate<br />
-Truth is indeed beautiful <br />
-Holds love in the highest place and can do anything for true love <br />
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BAD<br />
-Will demand total perfection<br />
-Very hard to accept that she is wrong <br />
-Prone to worrying about things too much and will do others’ job too<br />
-If a relationship doesn't seems to be working, will severe all the ties and become as cold as the North Pole<br />
-Will not break the new, expensive vase when upset, but can be very demanding and fussy<br />
-Very sensitive and feelings are pretty fragile<br />
-Virgo women's characteristics profile is an odd mix of emotions and practicality, romance and common sense <br />
-Cannot tolerate someone using abusive language, coming late, dressing sloppily, not minding table manners, etc<br />
-Even though a Virgo woman is very critical, she will not take criticism very nicely <br />
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Blood Type (B)<br />
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GOOD<br />
-Goal oriented <br />
-Strong minded<br />
-Will start a task and continue it until completed, and completed well<br />
- Tend to be curious and interested in everything<br />
-Passionate<br />
-Optimistic<br />
-Flexible<br />
-Empathetic<br />
-Individualists of the blood group categories and find their own way in life<br />
-Tend to be balanced: thoughtful like A’s and yet ambitious like O’s<br />
-Easily understand others’ points of view<br />
-Considered more relaxed, freewheeling, and unconventional than other types, although not necessarily to an unacceptable degree<br />
- Lean to have many hobbies<br />
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BAD<br />
-Forgetful<br />
-Self-centered<br />
- Often hesitating to challenge or confront<br />
-Pay attention to their thoughts a little more than their feelings, and therefore can sometimes seem cold and serious<br />
-Look cheerful, enthusiastic, and bright but they are actually not like their appearances <br />
-Antisocial with many people <br />
-Rugged individualists who are straightforward and like to do things their own way<br />
-If interested in something, will be buoyant, but unfortunately will be bored fastJoz'y Zonehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16731092456080750771noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8419325120422832025.post-36725694312018630122011-03-17T22:17:00.000-07:002011-03-17T22:17:10.132-07:00People with Blood Type BI've always wonder what is blood type B person's personalities are but don't have time to do some research....<br />
Well...<br />
2day I found that free time to do some research about it...<br />
AND<br />
of course what is my true colour...<br />
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Goal oriented and strong minded, type B’s will start a task and continue it until completed, and completed well. Type B’s are the individualists of the blood group categories and find their own way in life.<br />
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B is most compatible with B and AB<br />
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Best Traits: <strike>Creative</strike>, passionate, <strike>animal loving</strike>, optimistic, flexible and individualistic.<br />
Worst Traits: Forgetful, <strike>irresponsible</strike>, and self-centered.<br />
Famous Bs: Akira Kurosawa, Jack Nicholson, Luciano Pavarotti, Tom Selleck, Mia Farrow, Paul McCartney, Leonardo DiCaprio, Vince Young<br />
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Blood type B individuals tend to be balanced: thoughtful like A’s and yet ambitious like O’s. They are empathetic, easily understanding others’ points of view, yet often hesitating to challenge or confront. Chameleon-like and flexible, <strike>they make good friends</strike><br />
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this is taken from http://www.recipeapart.com<br />
D 1 with <strike>blah3</strike> is not really my personality<br />
At least I think so.....<br />
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People with blood type B tend to be curious and interested in everything. They also lean to have many hobbies. If they are interested in something, they will be buoyant, but unfortunately they will be bored fast. However, they can choose the most important thing for them to do.<br />
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They lean to want to be number one in anything rather than just to be average people. But, they usually ignore another activity if they have focused on a certain activity. In other words, they cannot do some activities at the same time.<br />
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They look cheerful, enthusiastic, and bright. But, they are actually not like their appearances. Indeed, they are antisocial with many people. They are rugged individualists who are straightforward and like to do things their own way. Unluckily, their insistence on being independent can sometimes go too far and become a weakness.<br />
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http://ezinearticles.com/?expert=Stewart_B_Johnston<br />
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This 1 I admit it 99.99%<br />
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Japanese Blood Types and Personality<br />
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People with blood type B are the most practical of the blood groups. They are specialists in what they do. When they start a project, they spend extra time understanding and trying to follow directions than others might. When they are doing something, all of their attention is focused on it. They tend to stick to a goal and follow it through to the end, even if it seems impossible. They tend to be less than cooperative, as they like to follow their own rules and their own ideas. They are individualists. B type people pay attention to their thoughts a little more than their feelings, and therefore can sometimes seem cold and serious.<br />
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People with blood type B are often considered more relaxed, freewheeling, and unconventional than other types, although not necessarily to an unacceptable degree. In anime, the genki, off-the-wall types are type B, along with any kind of well-intended character who's ruled by their impulses.<br />
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Naruto, Duo Maxwell, Miaka, Nuriko, Tasuki, Sagara Sanosuke<br />
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Seelms like it is all on me.......<br />
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This 1 is from the scientific approach....<br />
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People who are B blood type have a different set of characteristics than people who are Type O or Type A - they are susceptible to different diseases, they should eat different foods and exercise in a completely different manner. Some believe that personality is influenced by blood type! Dr. D'Adamo, author of the best selling books Eat Right for Your Type and Live Right for Your Type, among others, gives us a blueprint for living in his books. Read on to learn more about the Type B individual. <br />
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The Blood Type B Individualized Lifestyle <br />
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The mechanics of blood type's influence have to do with the way the genes influence each other, seemingly unrelated, genes located immediately adjacent or nearby. This mechanism explains why your blood type can have an impact on such a diverse number of bodily systems - from digestive enzymes to neurochemicals. Many nutrition experts are baffled when they first hear about the link between blood type and digestion. That's because they are only considering the physical significance of blood type as a surface antigen. Actually, it's not your blood type antigen that is influencing the level of acid in your stomach, but rather the gene for your blood type influencing other seemingly unrelated genes located immediately adjacent (or very close) to the ABO blood type gene that can exert an effect on your stomach acid levels. This phenomenon, called gene linkage, isn't well understood yet, but it is well known: Many genes influence the actions of other seemingly unrelated genes. As we explore Blood Type B, we will learn more about this intriguing relationship. <br />
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B Is for Balance - B Blood Type History <br />
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Blood Type B developed in the area of the Himalayan highlands, now part of present day Pakistan and India. Pushed from the hot, lush savannahs of eastern Africa to the cold highlands of the Himalayan Mountains, Blood type B may have initially mutated in response to climactic changes. It first appeared in India or the Ural region of Asia among a mix of Caucasian and Mongolian tribes. This new blood type was soon characteristic of the great tribes of steppe dwellers, who by this time dominated the Eurasian Plains. As the Mongolians swept through Asia, the gene for Type B blood was firmly entrenched. The Mongolians swept northward, pursuing a culture dependent upon herding and domesticating animals - as their diet of meat and cultured dairy products reflected. <br />
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Of all the ABO types, Type B shows the most clearly defined geographic distribution. Stretching as a great belt across the Eurasian plains and down to the Indian subcontinent, Type B is found in increased numbers from Japan, Mongolia, China and India up to the Ural Mountains. From there westward, the percentages fall until a low is reached at the western tip of Europe. The small numbers of Type B in Western Europeans represents western migration by Asian nomadic peoples. This is best seen in the easternmost western Europeans, the Germans and Austrians, who have an unexpectedly high incidence of Type B blood compared to their western neighbors. Modern sub continental Indians a Caucasian people, have some of the highest frequencies of Type B blood in the world. The northern Chinese and Koreans have very high rates of Type B blood and very low rates of Type A. <br />
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What Makes Type B Unique <br />
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As a Type B, you carry the genetic potential for great malleability and the ability to thrive in changeable conditions. Unlike blood types A and O, which are at opposite ends of every spectrum, your position is fluid, rather than stationary, with the ability to move in either direction along the continuum. It's easy to see how this flexibility served the interests of early Type B's who needed to balance the twin forces of the animal and vegetable kingdoms. At the same time, it can be extremely challenging to balance two poles and Type B's tend to be highly sensitive to the effects of slipping out of balance.<br />
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The primary challenges that can get in the way of optimum health for Type B include a tendency to produce higher than normal cortisol levels in situations to stress; sensitivity to the B specific lectins in select foods, resulting in inflammation and greater risk for developing Syndrome X; susceptibility to slow growing, lingering viruses - such as those for MS, CFS, and lupus; and a vulnerability to autoimmune diseases. "If I were to generalize," says Dr. D'Adamo, "I would say that a healthy Type B, living right for his or her own type, tends to have fewer risk factors for disease and tends to be more physically fit and mentally balanced than any of the other blood types." Type B's tended to have a greater ability to adapt to altitude and interestingly, are statistically the tallest of the blood types. <br />
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Type B Diet <br />
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For Type Bs the biggest factors in weight gain are corn, wheat, buckwheat, lentils, tomatoes, peanuts and sesame seeds. Each of these foods affect the efficiency of your metabolic process, resulting in fatigue, fluid retention, and hypoglycemia - a severe drop in blood sugar after eating a meal. When you eliminate these foods and begin eating a diet that is right for your type, you blood sugar levels should remain normal after meals. Another very common food that Type Bs should avoid is chicken. Chicken contains a Blood Type B agglutinating lectin in its muscle tissue. Although chicken is a lean meat, the issue is the power of an agglutinating lectin attacking your bloodstream and the potential for it to lead to strokes and immune disorders. Dr. D'Adamo suggests that you wean yourself away from chicken and replace them with highly beneficial foods such as goat, lamb, mutton, rabbit and venison. Other foods that encourage weight loss are green vegetables, eggs, beneficial meats, and low fat dairy. When the toxic foods are avoided and replaced with beneficial foods, Blood Type Bs are very successful in controlling their weight. <br />
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Handling Stress <br />
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When it comes to hormones, type B is closer to type A, producing somewhat higher levels of cortisol. When a Type B is out of balance, this manifests in overreaction to stress, difficulty in recovering from stress, disrupted sleep patterns, daytime brain fog, disruptive to GI friendly bacteria and suppresses immune function. This leads to increased risks for depression, insulin resistance, hypothyroidism and high stress can further exacerbate virtually all health challenges. <br />
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The Nitric Oxide (NO) molecule also has implications for Blood Type B's stress response and ability to recover quickly from stress. NO has emerged as an important substance capable of modifying many biological processes - including the nervous system and the immune system. Nitric Oxide functions as a kind of mediator of certain types of neurons in the central nervous system. Unlike the other neuro-transmitters, such as dopamine and serotonin, NO does not bind to specific sites on the cell, but rather is infused into the cell and works directly at the biochemical level, making it a "rapid response" neurotransmitter. NO also seems to be involved in the regulation of the endorphins produced in the brain. The ability to rapidly clear NO can be highly beneficial to the cardiovascular system, but it also has implications for the activity of neurotransmitters, enabling faster recovery of stress. Scientists found that patients who possessed the Type B antigen appeared to clear NO more rapidly than do people of other blood types - the scientists had no clue as to why this might be, however, one of the possible answers lies right next to the ABO gene as the gene that influences the ability to modulate Arginine conversion to NO is right next to the gene that codes for blood type. Remember the gene linkage that was discussed earlier? Does this sound familiar? Dr. D'Adamo has observed that type B's have a wonderful gift to be able to gain physiological relief from stress and maintain emotional balance through the utilization of mental processes such as visualization and meditation. <br />
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Exercise <br />
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To maintain the mind/body balance that is unique to Type B's, Dr. D'Adamo recommends that you choose physical exercise that challenges your mind as well as your body. Type Bs need to balance meditative activities with more intense physical exercise. "You tend to do best with activities that are not too aerobically intense, have an element of mental challenge and involve other people." Says Dr. D'Adamo. Excellent forms of exercise for Type B's include tennis, martial arts, cycling, hiking and golf. <br />
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The Personality Connection <br />
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The connection between blood type and personality has long been studied. In an independent study, Dr. D'Adamo found that most Blood Type B's often described themselves in ways related to the following characteristics: subjective, easygoing, creative, original and flexible. In another study, Type B's scored significantly higher on "intuiting," indicating a preference or sixth sense information; and they scored high on the "intuiting/feeling" combination, indicating that they tend to be insightful, mystical, idealistic, creative, globally-oriented, people-oriented and good at imagining. They also reported that they learned best through listening, then reflecting on and interpreting what they had observed. Perhaps the nomadic life of the steppes contributed to long hours given over to talk as well as ample time for meditation and reflection. <br />
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Live Right! Here are Dr. D'Adamo's key lifestyle strategies for Type Bs:<br />
Visualization is a powerful technique for Type Bs. If you can visualize it, you can achieve it<br />
Find healthy ways to express your nonconformist side<br />
Spend at least twenty minutes a day involved in some creative task that requires your complete attention<br />
Go to bed no later than 11:00PM and sleep for eight hours or more. It is essential for B's to maintain their circadian rhythm<br />
Use meditation to relax during breaks<br />
Engage in a community, neighborhood or other group activity that gives you a meaningful connection to a group. Type Bs are natural born networkers<br />
Be spontaneous<br />
As they age, Type Bs have a tendency to suffer memory loss and have decreased mental acuity. Stay sharp by doing tasks that require concentration, such as crossword puzzles or learn a new skill or language<br />
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Blah....blah....blah...blah.......<br />
Above all, just 1 thing that attracts my attention...<br />
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-Go to bed no later than 11:00PM and sleep for eight hours or more. It is essential for B's to maintain their circadian rhythm<br />
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That's why I sleep a lot....<br />
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2 all my friends....don't complaint about my sleeping habit coz I'm being advised 2 sleep a lot..<br />
hahahahaha<br />
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I may seems to be an arrogant or a spoiled girl but I still have an innocent heart...(quoted from another friend of mine).<br />
Guess...I myself didn't know either<br />
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I've really tried to be-friend with the other girls since I was in primary school but now I realize, it was a failure......but NOT a MISTAKE<br />
I accept it all as a whole lot of life experiences......<br />
Well...my life full of dark clouds when it comes to friends...<br />
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My biggest regret or should I say, my biggest dark cloud was in the year 2006...<br />
She has been my best buddy since primary school but it all ends when there was a big misunderstanding between us..plus a swarm of mother bees who have been watching us from behind all that time for the right time to sting...<br />
Wow...should I say that the place where I've been stung hurts till now?<br />
Yeah.....it still hurts<br />
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When I was cast aside because I'm a nobody(when it comes to look and status),she was the one who took care of my feeling...<br />
When I was beaten by guys,she was the one who comforted me...<br />
When I involved in a fight,she was the one who advised me to soften my heart...<br />
There's a lot more about her but it really hurt when I try to remember them...<br />
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We've been supporting each other since then...<br />
But it all comes to an end when she started to have feelings for boys.<br />
I know that its not a crime to have that kind of feelings,it's a natural thing but without we even realize it,that matter was one thing that broke us apart...<br />
I'm not good at all when it comes that side of life...<br />
I myself got scared when there were guys who confessed their feelings to me...<br />
Maybe that was why she started to look for somebody else,who have a lot of experience and know how to deal with that matter...<br />
At that time, I was just managed to watch her from afar<br />
and comforted her quietly when she has problems with boys...<br />
I was willing to do anything for her even when I have to face the guy who broke her heart...<br />
Guess...at that time I love her and scared to see her tears from falling....<br />
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I still remember the time when she came back one evening and cried silently on her bed...<br />
All of us was really stunned because she had never been that way ever since we all started our high school...<br />
The ONES' she always refer to when it comes to her love life just take a glance at her from a corner and left...<br />
That was just a normal thing for them...<br />
but it was not a normal thing for me...<br />
I know everything just from the look of her eyes...<br />
I just sat by her side and let my other friends(one with a boyish style but still has a lot of scandals and one with a very feminime side of her but scared of boys) comforted her...<br />
At last,she went back to my side...I mean she lastly turned back and saw me,standing all the way there to help her...<br />
Her tears broke down once again when she told me everything...<br />
The guy,introduced by the ONES' she trust tried to molest her..<br />
I was so shocked that I can't say anything at that time...<br />
I'm just glad that she can save herself...and her pride<br />
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Things seem to be more complicated since then<br />
She changed totally from an innocent and pure girl to someone else...<br />
She started to fall for another guys...<br />
She seemed to enjoy it<br />
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The real problem appeared when there was a new boy in her class...<br />
For me,he is not the most handsome or stylish boy in that school but for others,it was a totally opposite from my opinion...<br />
He really got himself a huge group of fans...excluding me<br />
What is there so special about him that make everyone blind?<br />
He was my ENEMY since then...<br />
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But,it's always being inside of me that I can be-friended with boys easily because I am(now also still the same)born and raised with my 2 brothers and bunch of boys in my neighborhood...<br />
He became one of my friend at last<br />
Our relationship was not more than best buddy but there seems to be a lot of misunderstanding...<br />
Girls hated me because I was close to him...<br />
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Their hatred worsen when my cousins also became his friends...<br />
and he always look after us especially when we needed help<br />
The ONES' I've been talking about just now also got involved in that hatred things...<br />
Time past-by and the hatred was still in the air...<br />
One day,something really small triggered the fire I've been keeping inside my heart for a long time<br />
They didn't have the courage to offend me by myself but they took another alternative by hurting my cousin..<br />
I was just so in fire that I faced all of them(including my best friend) by myself...<br />
At that time,my fists were trembled by anger but I can still keep myself in control because I've always had my own principle (to never beat a girl)<br />
I just talk nicely to them but they seems to be ready for my attack<br />
I still can hold myself from throwing my fist to their faces when one of them pushed me and slammed my head to the bedpost with nail pinned on it... <br />
and...<br />
It all ends that night...<br />
Our friendship...our shared memories...all gone<br />
Including her..<br />
At that time also, I've just realize that she had changed...<br />
She was one of them,who hated me because I've been the boy's best buddy<br />
I really didn't realize it till then.<br />
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The pain is still there even when it has been 5 years since we last met...<br />
The scar still aches when I see their faces now...especially hers'<br />
I've forgive them but I can't be their friend,even being someone they know...<br />
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baca la kalo boring gak...<br />
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“Mak Teh, tolong ambilkan Ani secawan kopi,” pintaku kepada pembantu rumah yang telah berusia lebih enam puluh tahun itu. Kebiasaannya aku tidak akan mengharapkan hikmatnya untuk melakukan kerja-kerja yang boleh ku lakukan sendiri tetapi ketika ini aku masih sibuk menyiapkan kerja-kerjaku yang telah lama terbelangkalai di dalam komputer ribaku.<br />
“Baiklah, cik Ani.” Dia terus bergegas ke dapur, meninggalkan kerjanya mengelap tembikar-tembikar mama di dalam kabinet.<br />
Mak Teh merupakan satu-satunya orang yang tidak pernah jemu melayan karenah ku. Dia telah berkhidmat di rumahku sejak dua tahun yang lalu, setelah kematian suaminya dalam satu kemalangan ngeri. Hubungan kami amat rapat walaupun usia perkenalan kami tidaklah begitu lama. Kesibukan mama dan papa menjadikan kami bertambah rapat. Semua kisah hidupku berada dalam simpanannya.<br />
Kuteguk kopi yang masih berasap itu. Terasa tekakku puas menikmati kemanisan kopi sambil otakku tak henti-henti memikirkan jalan penyelesaian kepada masalah yang menghantui benak pemikiranku.<br />
Betapa ku cinta padamu…katakanlah…<br />
Bunyi telefon bimbit merah hati ku mengejutkan aku dari lamunan panjangku.<br />
“Hello, Man. Kenapa call Ani tiba-tiba ni?” Aku menyambutnya mesra.<br />
“Hello sayang. Tengah buat apa tu? Sibuk ke?” Suara romantisnya yang bisa menggoyahkan iman seorang gadis sepertiku menyapa halwa telingaku.<br />
“Bolehlah…tengah buat paperwork untuk dibentangkan esok. Kenapa?”<br />
“Sebenarnya Man nak ajak Ani pergi dinner, please.”<br />
“Alamak, malam ni tak bolehlah Man. Parents Ani nak dinner sama-sama, ada benda nak dibincangkan. Apakata you dinner bersama kami malam ni?”<br />
Satu dengusan kasar melewati deria pendengaranku.<br />
“Man, I’m very sorry. Lain kali kita dinner sama-sama, okay?”<br />
“Tak pelah, orang dah tak sudi keluar dengan kita lagi. Apa boleh buat kan?”<br />
Talian diputuskan. Aku hanya mampu menggeleng kekesalan. Sikap Riezman yang mudah cemburu dan panas baran itu semakin menjadi-jadi kebelakangan ini. Perubahan drastik pada dirinya amat menggusarkan hatiku.<br />
- Mungkin dia tertekan disebabkan kerjayanya yang tidak menentu itu.<br />
Malam itu selepas makan malam, papa dan mama mengutarakan soalan yang sudah ku duga sejak awal-awal lagi apabila mama tiba-tiba mengarahkan aku menbatalkan semua temujanji ku malam itu.<br />
“Hah, Ani. Macam mana dengan hubungan kamu dan Riezman sekarang?” Papa memulakan bicaranya sambil menghisap cerut yang dinyalakannya.<br />
“Macam tu jugalah papa.” Satu keluhan lemah sahaja mampu ku keluarkan.<br />
“Mama dengar dia dah berhenti kerja, betul ke?”<br />
“Itulah yang Man kata, dia beritahu kat Ani yang dia tidak puas hati dengan majikannya yang selalu mencari kesalahannya.”<br />
“Takkanlah sampai berhenti kerja. So, what is he doing now?” Nada suara dan riak wajah papa jelas menunjukkan ketidakpuasan hatinya dengan alasan yang ku nyatakan itu.<br />
“Dia kata ada syarikat lain yang menawarkan jawatan yang lebih besar kepadanya tapi dia tidak pula bagitahu Ani kat syarikat mana.”<br />
“Don’t take me wrong tapi mama rasa tak sedap hatilah Ani.” Puan Mariani teringatkan reaksi Riezman yang mencurigakan semasa terserempak dengannya di sebuah restoran tempoh hari. <br />
“Mama, please trust me. Kita kan dah setuju untuk bagi Man sedikit masa dan peluang untuk membina kerjayanya.”<br />
“Walau apa-apapun, you have to be very careful sayang. Jangan biarkan mata kamu dikaburi cinta.” Mama mengelus lembut rambutku.<br />
Aku hanya mengangguk lemah.<br />
<br />
Malam itu aku tidak dapat melelapkan mata. Fikiranku ligat memikirkan kata-kata mama dan papa tadi. Ku capai telefon bimbitku. Nama Riezman kutekan. <br />
“Hello, Riezman here. Sorry but I’m busy right now. Please call me later…”<br />
Hancur harapanku apabila panggilanku dijawab oleh peti pesanan suaranya. Geramnya hati ku ini hanya Tuhan sahaja yang tahu kerana bukan kali ini sahaja perkara seperti ini terjadi. Kucapai kunci keretaku.<br />
<br />
Rumah teres dua tingkat itu kelihatan sunyi sekali. Kutekan loceng berkali-kali tetapi masih tiada sebarang respon dari dalam rumah. <br />
Tiba-tiba terlintas di fikiranku untuk mencari Riezman di sebuah kelab malam yang selalu menjadi kunjungannya. Kupecutkan keretaku menuju ke situ.<br />
Dugaanku memang berasas apabila aku terpandang kereta waja hitam berkilat miliknya yang diparkir di luar kelab itu. <br />
Kakiku terus melangkah laju ke dalam kelab yang sesak dengan orang itu.<br />
Pandanganku tertancap ke arah sekumpulan pemuda pemudi yang masih hanyut dibuai muzik rancak di lantai tarian.<br />
Perasaan marahku menbuak-buak. Kakiku terus melangkah laju ke arah mereka.<br />
“Man, what are you doing here?” Aku terpaksa menjerit untuk melawan suasana bingit yang bisa memekakkan telinga itu.<br />
“So, Ani. What are you doing here instead? Takkanlah you pun nak enjoy?” Senyuman sinisnya membakar jiwaku yang sudah sedia terbakar itu. Kata-kata Riezman itu disambut oleh gelak tawa teman-temannya.<br />
“Siapa perempuan ni?” Jari telunjukku terarah gadis yang masih berada dalam pelukannya itu.<br />
“May I introduce to you my sweetheart, Zetty.” Mataku yang dikelabui amarah membuatkan telapak tanganku pantas singgah ke muka Riezman.<br />
Aku terus melangkah pergi meninggalkan Riezman dan teman-temannya yang masih terkejut dengan tindakanku tadi.<br />
Kereta yang kupandu terus memecut dalam kegelapan malam.<br />
Tiba-tiba keretaku dipintas oleh dua buah kereta. Pedal brek tepaksa kutekan dengan mengejut sehingga aku hampir mencium dashboard.<br />
Hatiku berdetak dengan kencang. Beberapa orang lelaki keluar dari kereta lalu membuka pintu keretaku.<br />
Rambutku ditarik dengan kasar. Kesakitan yang mencucuk itu membuatkan kau menjerit. Salah seorang daripada lelaki-lelaki itu menampar pipiku.<br />
Terasa ada bendalir masin mengalir dari hujung bibirku.<br />
Aku terus berusaha melawan tetapi kudratku tidak standing kekuatan mereka.<br />
Tiba-tiba aku merasa satu hentakan di belakang tengkukku. Pandanganku kabur dan aku terus tidak sedarkan diri.<br />
<br />
Aku cuba membuka mataku tetapi pandanganku berpinar-pinar. Kepalaku terasa amat berat sekali. Aku terdengar samar-samar suara orang di sekelilingku.<br />
“Man, bila duit tebusan itu akan sampai?”<br />
“Malam ni. Sabarlah beb. Kita akan menjadi orang kaya baru selepas ini…hahahaha…” Suara itu macam ku pernah dengar.<br />
“Apa kita nak buat dengan perempuan itu?<br />
“Perempuan bodoh itu kita buang ke dalam laut sajalah. Kita bagi makan kat jerung-jerung lapar kat laut tu.” <br />
Mereka semua terus tertawa.<br />
Hatiku dirundum kegelisahan.<br />
Perasaan marah dan benci membuak-buak dalam jiwaku.<br />
“Riezman, kau perlakukan aku seperti seorang perempuan jalanan. Kau manusia hipokrit!” Mulutku pantas menjerit, mengejutkan meraka.<br />
Riezman berjalan ke arah ku. Senyuman sinisnya menyakitkan pandangan mataku.<br />
“Kau tu yang tak sedar diri. Bodoh!” Kepalaku ditujahnya keras.<br />
“Kau tak akan terlepas!”<br />
“Mana kau tahu? Aku sudah terlepas berpuluh-puluh kali dengan pertolongan banyak perempuan-perempuan bodoh macam kau.”<br />
Aku terus meludah mukanya.<br />
Rambutku ditarik dengan kasar.<br />
“Kau tu yang patut sedar diri. Tak lama lagi, kau akan ditemani jerung-jerumg yang kelaparan di dalam laut itu.” Riezman terus melangkah pergi.<br />
<br />
- Kau seorang lelaki yang bertopengkan cinta untuk mengaut keuntungan. Cintamu padaku selama ini rupanya palsu semata-mata.<br />
<br />
Wang tebusan telah mereka terima seperti yang dirancangkan.<br />
Benarlah kata orang, kalau seseorang itu sudah memulakan langkahnya dengan kejahatan, orang itu tidak akan berubah dalam sekelip mata.<br />
Aku kemudiannya dibawa dalam sebuah bot menuju ke tengah lautan luas.<br />
- Oh Tuhan, tolonglah hambamu yang lemah dan tidak berdaya ini.<br />
<br />
…….<br />
“Itu sahaja yang Ayu mampu ingat mak cik, pak cik.” Air mataku laju membasahi pipiku.<br />
“Sudahlah tu Ayu, jangan salahkan diri Ayu selamanya. Semua yang telah terjadi ada hikmahnya.” Mak Tam mengusap lembut kepalaku.<br />
<br />
Sudah sebulan aku terdampar di kampung nelayan ini. Setiap hari aku menghitung masa untuk menunggu ingatanku pulih. Aku cuma dapat mengingat peristiwa terakhir yang berlaku ke atas diriku. Semua pengenalan diriku dan keluargaku tidak dapat ku imbas kembali.<br />
Banyak perkara telah kupelajari setelah tinggal di sini. Kehidupan di sini banyak mengajarku bahawa walaupun hidup dalam serba kekurangan, kita masih dapat meneruskan kehidupan dengan puas hati asalkan adanya kemahuan dan semangat.<br />
<br />
“Ayu, lekaslah. Nanti terlambat pula.” Mak Tam menjerit memanggilku yang masih terkial-kial mencari beg tanganku.<br />
Mak Tam dan Pak Oni ialah insan yang telah kuanggap seperti orang tua ku sendiri.<br />
Mereka juga telah menganggapku seperti anak mereka sendiri. Aku dipanggilnya Ayu sempena nama anak mereka yang telah setahun meninggalkan dunia ini dalam satu kemalangan.<br />
“Sekejap mak cik, Ayu nak kunci pintu ni dulu.”<br />
Kami berjalan menyusuri pantai menuju ke dewan besar Kampung Pengkalan itu.<br />
Penduduk kampung telah memenuhi dewan ketika kami tiba.<br />
Satu perjumpaan dengan Pegawai Daerah akan diadakan secara besar-besaran hari ini untuk membincangkan masalah penduduk.<br />
Entah kenapa hatiku terasa berdebar-debar.<br />
Lututku terasa lemah.<br />
Wajah Pegawai Daerah yang sedang berucap itu kutatapi.<br />
Ada sesuatu yang membuatkan perasaanku terasa seperti telah mengenalinya dalam satu tempoh masa yang cukup lama.<br />
Tiba-tiba kepalaku terasa pening.<br />
Aku terus terjatuh terduduk tetapi sempat disambut oleh Mak Tam.<br />
Selepas itu, aku terus tidak sedarkan diri lagi.<br />
“Mama…mama…” Aku menjerit memanggil mama yang semakin menghilang dari pandanganku.<br />
“Ani,…Ani,…Ani anak mama. Bangun sayang.” Suara yang amat kurindui singgah di cuping telingaku.<br />
“Mama, Riezman…” Suaraku terhenti lalu air mata mula membanjiri mataku lagi.<br />
“Mama tahu sayang…mama tahu.”<br />
Aku terus memeluk erat tubuh mama.<br />
<br />
Segala kenangan lalu mula menjelma kembali ke dalam ingatanku.<br />
Aku juga sudah kembali ke kehidupan asalku.<br />
Satu tekad kusematkan dalam diriku untuk melupakan segala kenangan silamku bersama-sama insan yang telah memusnahkan kepercayaanku terhadap cinta.<br />
Insan itu telah menerima pembalasannya. Dia telah ditangkap oleh pihak polis ketika cuba melarikan diri ke luar negara bersama-sama dengan teman wanitanya.<br />
<br />
Aku…aku masih mencari apa itu erti cinta sejati.<br />
Aku tahu nun jauh di sana aku akan dipertemukan dengan seorang insan yang akan mengajar aku erti cinta semula.<br />
Sejambak bunga cinta akan ku hadiahkan kepada dirinya.<br />
Kasih berduri yang telah kulalui akan tetap menjadi sejarah hidupku.<br />
Semua itu akan kuganti dengan satu kasih yang sejati.<br />
Aku akan terus pasrah menunggu kerana ku percaya akan kewujudannya.<br />
<br />
<br />
TAMATJoz'y Zonehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16731092456080750771noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8419325120422832025.post-56011750033092041002011-02-16T20:38:00.000-08:002011-02-16T20:38:51.924-08:001st day of real headache in fyp writing 4 tiz semwargh..............<br />
D feeling of stress is in d air<br />
Headache is everywhere<br />
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Wushssshhh.......................<br />
A really big n strong volcano is on its way...<br />
WATCH OUT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!Joz'y Zonehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16731092456080750771noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8419325120422832025.post-74780758144727810262011-02-15T07:09:00.000-08:002011-02-15T07:09:00.635-08:00No HarD FeeLinG>:1 more tme....<br />
Another bad time in my daily life I think...<br />
Huh..........<br />
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Feeling a little down...<br />
BUT...<br />
I know where and what went wrong...<br />
BUT...<br />
Still hard to accept it everytime...<br />
BUT...<br />
Have to accept it no matter what...<br />
BUT...<br />
It quite hurts...<br />
BUT...<br />
.....<br />
There's so many more BUTs going on...<br />
<br />
Huh////????????<br />
What's going on here??????????<br />
<br />
Arghhhh..............<br />
B*******<br />
<br />
No hard feeling<br />
BUT<br />
It still hurts...<br />
<br />
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Tme 2 la kita dapat rasa bmacam2 perasaan...<br />
Takut...gementar...nerves...even hepi gle...<br />
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Tapi kat cni aku nak ckp sal perasaan takut 2<br />
Orang ckp 1st experience 2 yg byk mengajar kita erti hidup...<br />
Yes...yes...and yes...<br />
Aku stuju sgt2<br />
<br />
Tetapi perasaan sebenar tme ko bdepan dengan benda i2 sangat2 blainan...<br />
Takutnya 2.<br />
<br />
Nak citer,<br />
ari nie 1st tme pg inteview keje<br />
Dahla sijil xda,ilmu inteview pon xda,info sal company tpt nak minta keje pon xda<br />
Apa lg...blasah j la<br />
Bjudi nasib katakan<br />
Tgg pya tgg,<br />
(makan pon xlalu,duduk pon xslesa,otak pon xfunction)<br />
akhirnya spi turn kmi 4 sekawan<br />
1st wan dolok,then aku,pas2 ros n las skali clen<br />
Masuk2 j trus rasa len...<br />
macam da batu besar hempap pala ko...<br />
sakitnyer!!!!!!!!!!!!<br />
dahla aku pg gali lubang jamban sdr...hehehehe<br />
blk2 ckp sal benda yg sama...ayat tonggang langgang....jari aku mkn pjg ku rasa coz xhbs2 dtarik kat bawah meja 2<br />
HaHaHa...<br />
Boleh2 plak tme dia tya solan las 2 bl aku available tuk msk program management trainee,aku g jwb prancangan aku dlm masa 5 tahun<br />
Lawak2.........hahahaha<br />
Tbakar muka aku kat dalam 2 owh...........<br />
muka pucat gle tme kuar...<br />
Habis j dia tya pa lg blahla cpt...<br />
<br />
2la serba sdkt pengalaman aku g inteview yg 1st sejak 22 thn aku hdp kat dunia nie...<br />
nway thanzs 2 ross...clen...n wan coz bagi support kat kawan korg yg gle pya nerves nieJoz'y Zonehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16731092456080750771noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8419325120422832025.post-65746783270045770672011-02-08T23:10:00.000-08:002011-02-08T23:10:51.981-08:00SiaPa Aku?04/04/2010 (Easter Sunday)<br />
Tanggal kelahiran baru seorang insan yang dilahirkan pada awalnya sebagai Julia dan mula dikenali sebagai Jue. Kelahiran baru ini akan mengembalikan Jue kepada Julia yang sebenarnya. Percikan air kudus membuka matanya dan mengejutkannya dari mimpi selama ini. Percikan itu telah meresap jauh ke dalam lubuk hatinya dan membuatkannya terfikir...inikah Julia yang sepatutnya mengikut apa yang telah tertulis? <br />
<br />
Siapakah Julia?<br />
Julia...<br />
Seorang insan yang tidak mengambil peduli dunia yang berputar di sekelilingnya. <br />
Seorang insan yang hidup di dalam dunianya sendiri.<br />
Seorang insan yang naïf; kebodohan, kelurusan dan kesabarannya menjadi keistimewaannya.<br />
Sebutir debu di mata orang lain.<br />
Kewujudannya tidak disedari dan kehilangannya tidak ditangisi.<br />
<br />
Siapakah pula Jue?<br />
Jue...<br />
Seorang insan yang terlalu sibuk dengan dunia sekelilingnya.<br />
Seorang insan yang hidup untuk orang lain.<br />
Seorang insan yang serba-serbi; berlagak pandai, tegas, keras hati dan nakal menjadi keistimewaannya.<br />
Sebutir batu di mata orang lain.<br />
Kewujudannya dipandang ramai tetapi selalu mengganggu perjalanan dan kehilangannya tidak dicari.<br />
<br />
J - Jujurlah pada hatimu<br />
U - Ungkapkanlah rasa hatimu<br />
L - Leburkanlah hatimu<br />
I - Ikhlaskanlah hatimu<br />
A - Akan terungkailah satu rasa<br />
VS<br />
J - Jangan biarkan hatimu disentuh<br />
U - Ungkapkanlah rasa hatimu<br />
E - Emosimu akan terungkapJoz'y Zonehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16731092456080750771noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8419325120422832025.post-73807032080866552252011-02-06T20:28:00.000-08:002011-02-06T20:28:04.697-08:00Kerna Hati Ini....Hatiku nekad ...<br />
<br />
tetapi kenapa masih terasa sakitnya tatkala sebutir mutiara jernih mengalir keluar dari lubuk mata sahabat ku...<br />
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Senekad manakah hatiku pabila ia menangis dalam diam tatkala mendengar bait-bait yang keluar <br />
dari bibir mereka...<br />
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Sekuat manakah hatiku pabila ia meraung kesakitan tatkala mendengar rayuan mereka...<br />
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Setabah manakah hatiku tatkala melihat wajah-wajah mereka...<br />
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Secekal manakah hatiku menghadapi segala rintangan yang bakal menjelma pabila ada insan lain yang menderita kerana hatiku...<br />
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Setulus manakah hatiku pabila ku menyatakan bahawa aku bersedia untuk melepaskan segalanya...<br />
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Seikhlas manakah aku mampu berbohong di depan mereka...<br />
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Selama manakah aku mampu berdiam diri...<br />
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Selama manakah aku harus berjuang...<br />
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Selama manakah aku harus berkorban...<br />
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Pedihnya hati tatkala kepercayaan dan keyakinan yang selama ini ku kutip hilang sekelip mata hanya disebabkan satu...satu... kesilapan lalu...<br />
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Ketahuilah, hatiku hanya sebesar hampas padi...<br />
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Terlalu halus dan akan diterbangkan angin lalu...<br />
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Sayunya hanya aku dan Tuhan sahaja tahu...<br />
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Ya Tuhan...tolonglah aku yang dalam kesakitan ini...<br />
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Tunjukkanlah jalan yang sebenarnya kepadaku...<br />
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Pimpinlah aku ke jalan yang benar...<br />
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Berilah aku kekuatan untuk berjalan bersamaMu...<br />
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Aku adalah milikMu dan kamu adalah milikku...<br />
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Amen.Joz'y Zonehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16731092456080750771noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8419325120422832025.post-86155596068307648712011-02-02T21:41:00.000-08:002011-02-02T21:41:36.020-08:00Pesanan buat kekasihDi kala malam mula melabuhkan tirainya,di kala siang mula menyepi,kenangan laludatang danpergi. Angin yang berhembus...lembut menusuk ke tangkai hati lalu membawa kembali alunan indah lalu.................<br />
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<br />
Pertama kali ketemui dirimu<br />
Hatiku berdetik<br />
Ianya suatu permulaan<br />
Pintu sebuah perhubungan<br />
<br />
Pertemuan kedua<br />
Hati saling berbisik<br />
Mata membicarakan kasih<br />
Dua insan saling bicara<br />
<br />
Betul kata orang,<br />
Dari mata turun ke hati<br />
Mata bertentang mata<br />
Hati mula berdetak<br />
<br />
Kita telah dipertemukan<br />
Pertemuan pertama membangkitkan rasa<br />
Pertemuan kedua ungkapan rasa<br />
Jodoh kita telah tertulis<br />
Kau dan aku...<br />
Bersatu...<br />
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Andainya bisa kita menyatu<br />
Berjanjilah pada ku<br />
Kesetiaan dirimu pintaku<br />
Selamanya...<br />
Akanku pahat namamu...<br />
Di jiwa tegal ini<br />
Kerna...<br />
<br />
Kita telah dipertemukan<br />
Pertemuan pertama membangkitkan rasa<br />
Pertemuan kedua ungkapan rasa<br />
Jodoh kita telah tertulis<br />
Kau dan aku...<br />
Bersatu...<br />
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Alunan indah buatmu kekasih.........<br />
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What does it really means?<br />
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Different people will think of it differently.<br />
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Man or woman...<br />
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Guy or girl...<br />
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Gentleman or lady...<br />
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All will have different perspectives on it.<br />
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Firstly, let us try to clear up what it means by beauty.<br />
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Beauty...<br />
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Something very subjective<br />
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There is no real meaning for it because it depends on the one who sees and defines it.<br />
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Some may say that beauty is synonym with woman.<br />
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‘A woman’s beauty is like a blood-red rose, blooming after the rain in spring.’<br />
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Some may say that beauty is about their appearances’.<br />
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“Argh...I got small lips! Plastic surgery I’m on my way. I want to look as beautiful as Angelina Jolie,”<br />
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Some may even say that it is all about how one present herself in front of others.<br />
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“You look gorgeous in that dress. It’s like it is made especially for you,” <br />
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For me, beauty is a gift from God but in different forms for every different people and all of us need to appreciate and guard it no matter how. It can be physically, mentally or personality. The most true and pure beauty for me is a beautiful heart. It counts the most even when you lack in appearance and IQ. Beautiful figure and high level of IQ are bonuses.<br />
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Beauty really has a wide definition and scope.<br />
<br />
Next, what does it really means by the phrase ‘Beauty lies in the eyes of the beholder’?<br />
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One can interpret it as there is no real beauty but the true beauty can be seen from the one who sincerely shows it.<br />
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But some doesn’t have to show it because the beauty inside her shines through her inside to the outside.<br />
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I love this point of view...<br />
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But who am I to judge what others think.<br />
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Lets us try to look from loves’ perspective his time.<br />
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A guy friend came and sits with me one day and started to ask about how did her girlfriend looks like. In other words, he wanted to know my comments towards his new girlfriend...<br />
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A question popped out immediately from my mouth...<br />
<br />
“What about her looks?”<br />
<br />
He frowned and hesitated for a minute.<br />
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“Just want to know your opinion on her looks from a girl point of view. So, what do you think?”<br />
<br />
My girls’ pride was a bit hurt at that moment.<br />
<br />
“Before I can answer your question, can you honestly answer this one question first?”<br />
<br />
“Yeah, sure,”<br />
<br />
“How do you choose your girlfriend?”<br />
<br />
He started to look confused.<br />
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“Ermm...I’m not sure. Maybe because she looks attractive in my eyes and all of the other guys fall for her but I’m the lucky one to be her boyfriend,”<br />
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“So, you choose a girl just because of that reasons? Wow, you really ask the wrong person here. As a girl, when somebody chooses us to be their special ones’ based on looks, that hurts a lot.”<br />
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Can you all see that there is a conflict in different people’s point of view especially between different genders about beauty and love?<br />
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How to judge the love when there is an issue of beauty lies between it?<br />
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<br />
Most guys prefer a beautiful girl to be his girlfriend and vice versa.<br />
<br />
For the guys who prefer beauty, there’s nothing to be shame about.<br />
<br />
It’s just a natural thing for a guy to be attracted to a beautiful girl.<br />
<br />
In other word, it’s karma.<br />
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And for the guys that prefer less beauty girls, there are also a lot of reasons of doing so.<br />
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That’s also a natural thing.<br />
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Next time we will try to discover what is the relationship between beauty and heart...Joz'y Zonehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16731092456080750771noreply@blogger.com0