Monday, 24 March 2014

That evening to the pier

You know that feeling that comes over the semester break, when you want to go somewhere, but can't think of anywhere to go because it is either a) you think that you always go back to the same places or b) you don't have any plan in your mind and your financial situation always pushes you to the wall. And being me, the one who always returns home whenever there is a chance. Well, whenever that happens, remember that there is always somewhere new and near to discover!

SubhanAllah. :)

That evening, just like any other days, I had nothing in mind. Not even a plan to go out. But, it so happened that I'd just had my car serviced and I could feel the urge to go out squirmed all over me. Given that my roommate is here at my hometown, so I decided to bring him to the place I'd been bragging about to him incessantly for the past 3 days he has been here.

His jaw dropped in awe and so was mine, immediately we were there. We walked to the tip while watching the sunset stretched across the horizon as far as the eyes could see and formed an array of reflection on the water around the coast. How cool it was! Watching the sun shied away was one thing, and having ourselves been shoved by the wind was another thing. Nothing beat this feeling after a hell of a week. A blessing, indeed. Definitely worth a visit next time since it's free, what more you can ask! 


Tuesday, 11 March 2014

Am I weird?

Because being normal is plain boring

Am I weird?

Weird in the sense that my knowledge on certain discourse that guys are well known of is below the average guy would have, like anything about cars and football. Let's just say it's near zero. To have more friends of opposite gender than my own gender and feel more comfortable with them. And boy, they even know whom I am having a major crush on. Just a crush.  

To prefer talking about places I would love to travel than anything related to footballs and stuffs because I just love the breath of fresh air at a new place. To rather bury my nose in books, one after another than going outside in the field playing sports - having my skin kissed by the sun. But that doesn't mean I'm not an outdoorsy type of person for I love walking on beach watching the sunset and letting the wave hit my feet, and strolling in a park watching people pass by and lush trees and colourful flower bring tranquility to the heart, eyes, and mind.

I might be the strangest kid around the block, yet it is because I am embracing who I am - the nature that Allah has made me and accepting myself for I have all the freedom in this world to do whatever that suits my interest so long as it aligns with the religion I believe in. So guys or gals, don't be afraid to wear who you are and to be weird just the way you are because no one else can love ourselves the most, but we are. 

Aren't we always looking for something different? :)


Sunday, 9 March 2014

No eternal spring

Life does not spring eternally when the flower are blossoming to the full colourful bloom. Sometimes it dries up and wilts during summer days. Sometimes it drops its petal and leaves during autumn. And sometimes it is covered by snow during winter. But then again, it never fails to find light and blossom again during spring.

The key is to persevere and I must be persistent.

Life is an adventure with constant struggle worth investing. And my current struggle is burning out my head throughout meeting the deadlines of a mountain of works. But sad enough, the more I spend time on it, the less idea I could glean and cudgel from the brain of mine. Not that I'm totally burnt out, but I just run out of ideas. Or I have yet to feel the heat and get freshened up from the brand new semester. 

What has gone wrong? I have tried my very best to kick away the lethargy that mutates inside. Certainly I must do better than just trying. The thing about me struggling with my studies somewhat deciphers my hiatus from this site, for I realize, little did I write stuffs like I used to do, which is good to allow more time for me to do self-reflection. Even if I do, it would some snatches on either facebook or twitter. 

The pressure is intense, yet a little less as compared to my friends who struggle with their final year thesis. I must keep holding on and fighting. Come hell or high water, I shall survive. *Fighting

don't you just love cherry blossom during spring?