Tuesday, April 26, 2011 @ 12:04 PM
Wednesday, November 3, 2010 @ 6:59 AM
Hello . Its Wednesday today . I swear , i am experiencing fatigue , im shagged , really shagged . How i hate wednesdays . with 8-6 schedule . Silat training the day before didnt actually help at all .
I prefer classes to start at 8 am everyday . I can evade ERP and less traffic :D
Come On halim ! Aja Aja hwaiting . Jog Jog Jog !
Monday, November 1, 2010 @ 3:23 AM
being active in silat doesnt make me a silat . being part of a bowling family doesnt make me a bowler . playing sepak takraw doesnt make me a takraw player .
ohkayy , my friend call me an all rounder . i think its a bad thing . being jack of all trades is not as good as being King of the trade . you get what i mean ?
I think my confidence level is in critical condition at the moment . someone , cheer me up please ? i might appear calm but im broken inside , jyeah , broken in silent .
i dont know but i seem to have issues on me being overweight . i use to well , 'heck care' about these appearence stuff . being fat isnt good . it slows down your movements . i want to be fast , fast , fast , in silat though .
Thank you friends for telling me that i am super fast for my weight .
Thank you for telling me that at least i am active .
Thank you for everything .
I think its useless for me in learning silat . i remember IMG , this junior of mine by the name of izzul , he keeps on punching me i dont know if its for fun but the last blow , well , it certainly make me vomit . a sucker punch in the stomach , empty stomach . well .
"I should have , i should have react " thats what my mind's telling me but my heart telling me not to . well , i am soft . i cant fight people . i am only good in words fighting but hands on , im too soft . i dont have a heart .
i dont have that ruthlessness in me . i want it , pretty please . i want to kick some people's ass without feeling guilty . Its not a good thing though .
AHAHA , i think i am fond of somebody !
I recently read that love is entirely a matter of chemistry. That must be why girls treat me like toxic waste.
Hello , i know . my blog lack updates . Im super duper sorry . Its suffering from lack of readers uh .
Bytheway , did you guys know that ive update my email for msn ? it will be
halimh360@hotmail.com . Ive created a universal email !
Halimh360@yahoo.com and
halimh360@gmail.com .Its the same for all three .
Women are useless , they play with your heart . they will make you suffer ! grrr .
ive been trying to shed some pounds but its not been successful . AHAH , dated back a year ago when Aizat told me he wants to shed some pound . he told me , girls look at your physical appearance .
and i wasnt convinced . but now , i think i realise that i had to face up to reality . being overweights will affect your awesomeness ratings . ahaha , -20 .
Maybe thats the reason im not involve in any relationship for the pass 18 years . Its not that i dont want , its they dont want . p/s , please stop asking me why im not in a relationship .
Ive recently passed my license , its awesome .
Tuesday, August 24, 2010 @ 5:21 PM
It's a story about a blind girl and I want you to read it.
"There was a blind girl who hated herself just because she’s blind. She hated everyone, except her loving fiance. He is always there for her. Blind girl said that if she could only see the world, she would marry her fiance.
One day, someone donated a pair of eyes to the blind girl and then she can see everything, including her fiance.
Her fiance asked her, “now that you can see the world, will you marry me?” The girl was shocked when she saw that her fiance is blind too, and refused to marry him.
Her fiance walked away in tears, and later wrote a letter to girl saying. “Just take care of my eyes dear.”
Moral: This is how human brain changes when the status changed. Only few remember what life was before, and who’s always been there even in the most painful situations.
Never take someone for granted, Hold every person close to your Heart because you might wake up one day and realize that you have lost a diamond while you were too busy collecting stones. Remember this always in life!
“You learn to love, not by finding a perfect person, but by learning to see an imperfect person perfectly.”
You're here for a reason ,
maybe something i yearn ,
A difference you make ,
making me wide awake .
and then i fell ,
love , that you wont sell .
you cast me a spell ,
i thought , thats how i fell .
Holding up my chin
I gave you a hint ,
like a lamb jumping the fence
you're my dream , surely you sense .
Reality is far from fairytale .
Happy endings that always prevail ,
your locked heart thats filled ,
an occupant , cool like a coke thats chilled .
Are you a wealthy man ?
A saint was praying silently. A wealthy merchant, observing the saint's devotion and sincerity, was deeply touched by him. The merchant offered the saint a bag of gold. "I know that you will use the money for Allah's sake. Please take it."
"Just a moment." The saint replied. "I'm not sure if it is lawful for me to take your money. Are you a wealthy man? Do you have more money at home?
"Oh yes. I have at least one thousand gold pieces at home," claimed the merchant proudly.
"Do you want a thousand gold pieces more? Asked the saint.
"Why not, of course yes. Every day I work hard to earn more money."
"And do you wish for yet a thousand gold pieces more beyond that?"
"Certainly. Every day I pray that I may earn more and more money."
The saint pushed the bag of gold back to the merchant. "I am sorry, but I cannot take your gold," he said. "A wealthy man cannot take money from a beggar."
"How can you call yourself a wealthy man and me a beggar?" the merchant spluttered.
The saint replied, "I am a wealthy man because I am content with whatever Allah (SWT) sends me. You are a beggar, because no matter how much you possess, you are always dissatisfied, and always begging Allah (SWT) for more."
