tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10648554207399500752024-03-14T12:34:57.250+07:00My Own Fantasynightangel87http://www.blogger.com/profile/10811372037440400671noreply@blogger.comBlogger20125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1064855420739950075.post-30023338399157782892011-04-25T23:08:00.007+07:002011-04-25T23:26:36.156+07:00How To Pose :D<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bbuHpiwx54c/TbWdysA0h6I/AAAAAAAAAGk/C73gEphdb7o/s1600/posing%2Bfor%2Bguy%2B12.jpg"><img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 275px; height: 183px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bbuHpiwx54c/TbWdysA0h6I/AAAAAAAAAGk/C73gEphdb7o/s320/posing%2Bfor%2Bguy%2B12.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599555205838702498" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8Bz6NQbkN2o/TbWdyk34QuI/AAAAAAAAAGc/XLLg5tnHUSI/s1600/posing%2Bfor%2Bguy%2B8.jpg"><img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 185px; height: 141px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8Bz6NQbkN2o/TbWdyk34QuI/AAAAAAAAAGc/XLLg5tnHUSI/s320/posing%2Bfor%2Bguy%2B8.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599555203922150114" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DkTElrx5ehY/TbWeCQ-HNPI/AAAAAAAAAGs/4VnOt17v0Os/s1600/posing%2Bfor%2Bguy%2B15.jpg"><img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 89px; height: 134px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DkTElrx5ehY/TbWeCQ-HNPI/AAAAAAAAAGs/4VnOt17v0Os/s320/posing%2Bfor%2Bguy%2B15.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599555473457493234" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hidjCwMm1Gg/TbWeCuDfQ4I/AAAAAAAAAG8/wXRo98JF53k/s1600/posing%2Bfor%2Bguy%2B14.jpg"><img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 85px; height: 64px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hidjCwMm1Gg/TbWeCuDfQ4I/AAAAAAAAAG8/wXRo98JF53k/s320/posing%2Bfor%2Bguy%2B14.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599555481264669570" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Tn-08KUoDJw/TbWeCWH6obI/AAAAAAAAAG0/NImeoL6DCeY/s1600/posing%2Bfor%2Bguy%2B13.jpg"><img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 71px; height: 82px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Tn-08KUoDJw/TbWeCWH6obI/AAAAAAAAAG0/NImeoL6DCeY/s320/posing%2Bfor%2Bguy%2B13.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599555474840789426" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-u9vsW-Xvg1U/TbWdyTHUQhI/AAAAAAAAAGU/0_T-fp_LzKY/s1600/posing%2Bfor%2Bguy%2B7.jpg"><img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 90px; height: 134px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-u9vsW-Xvg1U/TbWdyTHUQhI/AAAAAAAAAGU/0_T-fp_LzKY/s320/posing%2Bfor%2Bguy%2B7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599555199155061266" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0-wIwFZewHo/TbWdyM3MJVI/AAAAAAAAAGM/z1MEG6SEnVA/s1600/posing%2Bfor%2Bguy%2B6.jpg"><img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 90px; height: 134px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0-wIwFZewHo/TbWdyM3MJVI/AAAAAAAAAGM/z1MEG6SEnVA/s320/posing%2Bfor%2Bguy%2B6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599555197476808018" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-b2jXVbakQHw/TbWdk6ixvqI/AAAAAAAAAGE/qUnfxekU4-U/s1600/posing%2Bfor%2Bguy%2B6.jpg"><img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 90px; height: 134px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-b2jXVbakQHw/TbWdk6ixvqI/AAAAAAAAAGE/qUnfxekU4-U/s320/posing%2Bfor%2Bguy%2B6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599554969221054114" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_QYK0gHGi14/TbWdkhI_KhI/AAAAAAAAAF8/BwN0KlrvpOU/s1600/posing%2Bfor%2Bguy%2B5.jpg"><img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 188px; height: 138px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_QYK0gHGi14/TbWdkhI_KhI/AAAAAAAAAF8/BwN0KlrvpOU/s320/posing%2Bfor%2Bguy%2B5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599554962401995282" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RLufDKdFJZQ/TbWdkRqfl6I/AAAAAAAAAF0/0WqNcW2qeNw/s1600/posing%2Bfor%2Bguy%2B4.jpg"><img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 90px; height: 134px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RLufDKdFJZQ/TbWdkRqfl6I/AAAAAAAAAF0/0WqNcW2qeNw/s320/posing%2Bfor%2Bguy%2B4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599554958247565218" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IUoCjO53GqI/TbWdkE-bf1I/AAAAAAAAAFs/AWAX9ylCj_c/s1600/posing%2Bfor%2Bguy%2B3.jpg"><img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 114px; height: 171px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IUoCjO53GqI/TbWdkE-bf1I/AAAAAAAAAFs/AWAX9ylCj_c/s320/posing%2Bfor%2Bguy%2B3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599554954841522002" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I-oxuQrp6gM/TbWdkGc-J2I/AAAAAAAAAFk/9Lfi0bvj2Fw/s1600/posing%2Bfor%2Bguy%2B2.jpg"><img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 121px; height: 161px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I-oxuQrp6gM/TbWdkGc-J2I/AAAAAAAAAFk/9Lfi0bvj2Fw/s320/posing%2Bfor%2Bguy%2B2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599554955238057826" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6VwJHkmiw2c/TbWeC-x7acI/AAAAAAAAAHE/_bpK9VdqCyE/s1600/posing%2Bfor%2Bguy.jpg"><img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 251px; height: 201px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6VwJHkmiw2c/TbWeC-x7acI/AAAAAAAAAHE/_bpK9VdqCyE/s320/posing%2Bfor%2Bguy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599555485754419650" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />after watching my friend's picture and most of it or maybe i should say most of them look so nice.. macho and handsome or there's an element in there..<br />somehow i doesn't see that element in all the picture that have me inside (T_T)<br />i just feel "o my is that me in that picture?" what am i doing there it just spoil the photoes because i look as stifff as a wood!!! (~_~)<br /><br /><br />so i decided to make this post and keep it.. look a bit awkward but i need to make myself think of<br />how can a guy pose so i'll look better in the mere future when i want to join in a photograph session<br />some look so sexy but will do la.. as long as i'm in a cloths it'll look just like a normal posing for a guy.. i doubt myself will dare to even pose the one on the beach :Pnightangel87http://www.blogger.com/profile/10811372037440400671noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1064855420739950075.post-89067604613709933102011-03-16T21:25:00.002+07:002011-03-16T21:43:56.470+07:00guilty as evercan't even leave a post about my own feeling.. :(<br />bad feeling about other always come because i can't supress it..<br />when guilt took over me.. silent always the best medicine for me..<br />still trying to act dunno..<br /><br />sorry for all the ill manner and same feeling will come back just the matter of time..<br />but for the time being everything is supress by guilts...<br />i hope there's a guild nearby that can store and share my guilt..<br /><br />can't find the person tat can share my feeling without letting the whole world know..<br />not even the friend i usually hang out with...<br /><br />what prove i need to know that person can keep my secret? i don't know because i need to tell a secret then observe i think.. but i often forget stuff easily.. even my secret become not a secret later.. so wat secret i have.. only guilt will sweep everything away..<br /><br />1 conclusion when guilt come in my way.. apologise to the person that i feel i make then sad or miserable, angry or emotioned..( my best friend teach me: if you think you did something wrong just apologise to them, then hope they'll forgive you. you did your part the rest is up to that person)<br /><br />how long i can last.. no one know.. until one day i lost my sense maybe, degree of reasoning hit ZERO.. <br /><br />tell someone i like and sorry before anything happen would be the best way.. movie teach us a lot.. <br />better not to regret anything later..<br />(i'll continue believe and do as long as i remember how to do it)<br /><br />recite sutra maybe can help me a bit..<br />amitabhanightangel87http://www.blogger.com/profile/10811372037440400671noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1064855420739950075.post-56954381816598857282010-11-10T17:07:00.002+07:002010-11-10T17:27:08.758+07:00Saying about effectiveness..for some reason my stress won't go away after my exam...<br />getting worst day by day...<br />try to get attention... end up getting tension... lol<br />try to make an impression... end up look more idiotic...<br /><br />the day before it burst... always sulk into deep blue sea... <br />seeking comfort from ppl around me... <br />not a good idea because always got the wrong idea since the path we walk is different... <br /><br />last resort...<br />came out with a plan to ask my friend a helping ears..<br />he agree...<br />but i forget what to ask him...<br />so i say wait until you finish your activity then we have a small talk please..<br />kindly he reply yes :)<br /><twinkling start shine around my eyes><br /><br />then i started to write down all my problem i want to speak out to him...<br />to help me share a bit burden or to get some care (>_<)<br />though i'm a grown up...<br />sometimes just need someone near or around to just concern about me<br /><br />i write and write and write... <br />getting more and more excited writing everything out...<br />after that i check back... i might as well give up this little talk with him... T_T<br />everything i write down is bad stuff about other ppl...<br />minor issue that i can't resolve when it happen<br />sign of jealousy <br />and self pitying<br /><br />WORST part is i thought i keep it in my bag :P<br />the next morning... <br />i reach to class noticing its not in there<br />lucky no one see that paper... <br />because its openly display on the desk in front of my laptop... hehehe<br />since i get my calmness back from writing it out...<br />i just burn it... watching the blaze of fire that burn away my problem...<br />a relieve for not causing any problem from a piece of paper...<br /><br />thank god...<br />seems like its effective to draw out my problem but might create problem if other ppl sees it... hehehenightangel87http://www.blogger.com/profile/10811372037440400671noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1064855420739950075.post-68159016979391585662010-10-04T23:25:00.005+07:002010-10-05T00:36:20.592+07:00Mystory Record 1 (absent mind or demensia)all start when i make a mistake for not informing what i take from a person... <br />make ppl angry then i have a sudden dizziness and then a headache...<br />i was cleaning my cloth. thinking of cleaning every single dirty cloth in my room<br />taking 1st batch of clothing to wash then i go retrieve my pendrive from a friend.<br />reach home seeing a basket of cloth in the middle of the walkway...<br />"continue wash 2nd round" my mind is thinking...<br />adding soap take out the cloth "hmm.. how come the shirt look different???" my mind is talking again...<br />"Oppsss... Aaaaaa... its not my cloth" my mind is shouting, <br />looking at the cloth spinning in the soap water...panic suddenly thinking wat i should do... ask my friend opinion.. saying " you should just wash it, spin it and dry it"<br />care nothing more i just continue knowing wat will happen if been found out tat laundry is gone...<br />just as i thought i was scold ( tats wat i know from the tone of voice ) " how come you can mistaken for your own cloth "<br />wat can i say? it just happen so...<br />"slaM!!!! i close my room door..."<br /> :)nightangel87http://www.blogger.com/profile/10811372037440400671noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1064855420739950075.post-52531277644958343522010-07-22T01:25:00.003+07:002010-07-22T01:39:44.574+07:00HYPERSOMNIA<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PD9SCnQ-hWU/TEc9FLVQCbI/AAAAAAAAAEs/8HnlCWzXGCY/s1600/hipersomnia.png"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 161px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PD9SCnQ-hWU/TEc9FLVQCbI/AAAAAAAAAEs/8HnlCWzXGCY/s320/hipersomnia.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496429029379541426" /></a><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">Hypersomnia</span> is a disorder characterized by excessive amounts of sleepiness. There are two main categories of hypersomnia: primary hypersomnia (also called idiopathic hypersomnia) and recurrent hypersomnia (also called primary recurrent hypersomnia). Both have the same symptoms but differ in how often they occur.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">Symptoms</span><br /><br />Those who suffer from hypersomnia have recurring episodes of excessive daytime sleepiness (EDS) which is different from feeling tired due to lack of or interrupted sleep at night. They are compelled to nap repeatedly during the day, often at inappropriate times such as at work, during a meal, or in conversation. These daytime naps usually provide no relief from symptoms.<br /><br />Patients with hypersomnia also often experience prolonged sleep at night and have difficulty waking from long sleep, feeling disoriented upon doing so. Other symptoms may include anxiety, increased irritation, decreased energy, restlessness, slow thinking, slow speech, loss of appetite, hallucinations, and memory difficulty. Some patients lose the ability to function in family, social, occupational or other settings. Typically, hypersomnia is first recognized in adolescence or young adulthood.These symptoms are present in both types of hypersomnia. A sufferer from primary hypersomnia displays these symptoms continually for months or even years. Recurrent hypersomnia is characterized by recurring periods of symptoms many times throughout the year mixed with periods of normal sleep-wake cycles. Kleine-Levin syndrome is the most well-known form of recurrent hypersomnia, though it is very rare; sufferers often sleep up to eighteen hours a day and yet do not feel refreshed upon waking.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">Causes</span><br /><br />Hypersomnia can be caused by brain damage and disorders such as clinical depression, uremia and fibromyalgia. Hypersomnia can also be a symptom of other sleep disorders such as narcolepsy, sleep apnea, restless leg syndrome and periodic limb movement disorder. It may also occur as an adverse effect of taking certain medications (i.e. some psychotropics for depression, anxiety, or bipolar disorder), of withdrawal from some medications, or of drug or alcohol abuse. A genetic predisposition may be a factor.<br /><br />People who are overweight may be more likely to suffer from hypersomnia. Although studies have shown a correlation between a lack of sleep and weight gain, sleeping at the level of a hypersomniac can also lead to considerable weight gain. This is because excessive sleeping decreases metabolic energy consumption, making weight loss more difficult. Sleep disorders of this nature provoke or initiate weight gain due to a tendency to attempt to manage low energy levels by eating non-complex carbohydrates.[citation needed]<br /><br />Another possible cause is an infection of mononucleosis, as several instances of hypersomnia have been found to arise immediately after such an infection. It can also be caused in children by influenza.<br /><br />Two people with excessive daytime sleepiness and prolonged nocturnal sleep were treated for their subclinical hypothyroidism, effecting significantly decreased sleep time and daytime sleepiness.<br /><br />When the cause of the hypersomnia cannot be determined, it is considered to be idiopathic hypersomnia.<br /><br />Hypersomnia is an uncommon disorder, less than 5% of adults complain of EDS. The disorder usually occurs between ages 15–30 and develops slowly over a period of years<br /><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">Diagnosis</span><br /><br />To be diagnosed with hypersomnia, one must display symptoms for at least a month and the disorder must have a significant impact on the patient's life. The diagnosis is not given if the hypersomnia is a result of medication or of another disorder<br /><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">Treatment</span><br /><br />From the website of the US National Institute of Neurological Disorders and Stroke:<br /><br />Treatment is symptomatic in nature. Stimulants, such as amphetamine, methylphenidate, and modafinil, may be prescribed. Other drugs used to treat hypersomnia include clonidine, levodopa, bromocriptine, antidepressants, and monoamine oxidase inhibitors. Changes in behavior (for example avoiding night work and social activities that delay bed time) and diet may offer some relief. Patients should avoid alcohol and caffeine.<br /><br />These drug therapies may or may not work; hypersomnia is a lifelong disorder and recent research theorizes to treat the hypothalamus as a probable solution.nightangel87http://www.blogger.com/profile/10811372037440400671noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1064855420739950075.post-28038581546526161632010-07-02T22:00:00.003+07:002010-07-02T22:24:51.159+07:00something i know but i thought i already manage it..another tired day after class,,,<br />as if i never had enough of sleep...<br />wats wrong with my head...<br />wats wrong with my stamina...<br />everything seem so wrong in me...<br />wat happen...<br />Hmmm...<br />each failure is a head start for success...<br />learn from it and move on...<br />it sound so easy...<br />but hard to apply...<br />how long sould i need to sulk in the emotion of failling??? i question myself<br />1 day, 1 week, 1 month???<br />i would prefer 1 day... its more than enough...<br />every thing i face... <br />i seem to know the answer to it...<br />i make an early preparation to face the worst or what i expect...<br />how come i still feel bad when it came true?<br />don't like this feeling... don't like it...don't like it...<br />Time to injest "POISON" to my body...nightangel87http://www.blogger.com/profile/10811372037440400671noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1064855420739950075.post-7451162625141109082010-06-30T14:21:00.003+07:002010-06-30T14:36:07.926+07:00Change of a Manall fragment memory.. hope i'll be better after i write it out...<br />no one to listen to it...<br /><br />the way you speak is monotone( no feeling ), can you even feel what ppl feel?<br />FUCK YOU... the way i speak got nothing to do with i can feel others feeling... can you feel it?<br /><br />racist here and there... you racist ar.... and now i think i'm going racist in the house<br /><br />feeling of being neglacted... no one care about it because its non of their business...<br /><br />every action i did like a gay... the more gay you think i am the more gayer i'll be...<br />how can i live like that...<br />hoping you would change me after the contamination... FUCK YOU!!! you made it worst<br /><br />asking me to trust you... but you betray someone that trust you in front of me... and you ask me to help you with it too... can't you just be honest about it? just that you forget about and it nothing big.. is lying needed?<br /><br />FUCK this fragment memory... FUCK!!!FUCK!!!FUCK!!!nightangel87http://www.blogger.com/profile/10811372037440400671noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1064855420739950075.post-78994856720875413292010-06-30T14:06:00.003+07:002010-06-30T14:16:38.708+07:00staring at the airway in my dark room...<br />thinking back of what have i done...<br />snap!!!<br /><br />thinking the day i crack myself and do something stupid is near if I don't find a solution fast...<br />HELP!!!! I cried in my mind few punches to the wall feeling sorry for doing it<br />not helping but to injured myself...<br />sitting in front of my buddha and chantting...<br />hoping it'll make me recover fast but so long i'm not clear in my mind it'll be a waste effort...<br />begging my god to help me over come my situation... AMITABHA...AMITABHA...AMITABHAnightangel87http://www.blogger.com/profile/10811372037440400671noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1064855420739950075.post-18348147021688669222010-03-16T14:29:00.002+07:002010-03-16T14:47:50.495+07:00........another day that didn't heal anything from previous...<br />i think i lost the strength to even do a simple charity like i learn long time ago...<br />from a wise person [ ppl don't have to do big charity always... so wat if you do lot of charity and neglect your family... do simple charity by caring ppl around you or close to you... eg. helping your mum with house chore and other stuff...]<br />but those i care and like seems to just "POOF" away... and i'm hurting those i care...<br />and me myself contribute 30% of the reason.. or maybe 90%<br />i'm in a fantasy of life now...<br />learning everyone around me...<br />teaching stuff that i can see them using it<br />to say he'll be doing this then a while later he's doing tat...<br />even to get some advise~~ don't bother that much how you feel<br />i do wish i can wish for something... but that something will hurt more ppl... so its better not to wish for tat something... <br />my role model.... is in a total mess !!!!!!nightangel87http://www.blogger.com/profile/10811372037440400671noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1064855420739950075.post-39585953015158430182010-03-10T15:47:00.001+07:002010-03-10T15:47:59.838+07:00....f!@#$%^^&*()nightangel87http://www.blogger.com/profile/10811372037440400671noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1064855420739950075.post-52139519502307505372009-10-28T18:23:00.003+07:002009-10-28T20:26:36.666+07:00Don't Know...Recently I've been paranoid over lot of stuff...<br />or should i say its been always like that but uncontrolable state has been aware lately <br />if i would ask my buddy... He'll say if you notice a things happen then you're not suffering that illness...<br />sometimes i wander what he say is right... but for now everything he say I accept that its true :)...<br />somehow i need to let it out some where...<br />but where I'm still searching...<br />but the effect seems to bother my buddy a lot ( that's what i think )<br />recently almost everything in my mind come out -ve thinking<br />so far after the incident everyone left one by one seems to becoming a trauma to me...<br />How to over come???<br />i always say to myself ( monolog ) "time will wash away everything" like I'm going insane...But when the trauma will fade??? <br />I know what i should be doing...but my body is not listening to it...<br />and I've become a two headed snake too... doing this in front turning around I'm doing another stuff<br />and I've seriously selfish for the 1st time... <br />and its a big wish I've wished for...its still a secret like "it must not be say"nightangel87http://www.blogger.com/profile/10811372037440400671noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1064855420739950075.post-31808358568483585492009-09-22T14:02:00.003+07:002009-09-22T14:23:31.004+07:00Feelings of Home Alone 2same event of the year... <br />and twice I've been alone at home ( Padang )<br />to say its not fun I don't feel any,<br />to say its boring I just get the busy feeling<br />what did i feel anyway<br />sometimes i just think my friends was right once...<br />I'm just like no feelings...<br />or I have too many feelings that until i don't know how to show it<br />only thing I do most is smile or expressionless...<br /><br />wanted to try new stuff while alone but don't know what to do...<br />wanted to read a book, but I don't have the will<br />wanted to go out for a walk, my feet like a thousand pound heavy<br />so what I want actually, I don't know -_-<br /><br />hoping someone will guide me but it seems I'm too dependent on hoping...<br />but without hoping I live in despair<br />but can I live without despair~~<br /><br />so now I'm just doing what i want to pass my times<br />with lot of things not solved<br />piling up high like a mountain<br />and let my sleep wash away everything @_@<br />waiting the return of my savior ( friends )<br />so that at least something ( happiness ) is store in my empty brain...nightangel87http://www.blogger.com/profile/10811372037440400671noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1064855420739950075.post-68353626643763539462009-06-24T00:45:00.003+07:002009-06-24T00:58:21.802+07:00Alone In The DarkIts so silent that night on that street<br />The road diverge into 2 up ahead<br />one to a bright light, crowded with ppl...<br />Another to a lonely, dark street...<br />Somehow I manage to hook myself to the lonely dark street and lost my way out<br />struggling to free myself and yet I fail~~<br />tough friends are needed but they won't be there forever for me...<br />they have their live to move on and so do I...<br />But how can i walk on the road without regretting every step i take???<br />each step took me away from the crowd...<br />each step its like a needle poking into my heart....<br />wanted to cry but its not right to be soft at this very moment...<br />try to be tough but I don't have enough strength...<br />Though i look big in size...<br />but I'm just as fragile as an egg from the inside...<br />(- _ - )nightangel87http://www.blogger.com/profile/10811372037440400671noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1064855420739950075.post-35431252372985820922009-05-29T18:57:00.003+07:002009-05-29T23:20:05.452+07:00The Story Of A Dumb Boy( give comment pls)This is so not fantasy<br />exam is near and this show that I'm still dumb in my life in some way<br />I think I'll be the 1st Malaysian guy to be caught on this kind of prank...<br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">Should I or shouldn't I start cursing this kind of people??? That's the question???</span><br />things goes like this...<br />I was busy with something and suddenly I receive a call from an unknown no.<br />Whom he say he is from Jakarta XL centre... OK I'm still with the guy( which usually I'll just ignore this type of call )<br />so he just continue saying all kind of stuff like...<br />what competition due to 18 anniversary of XL user...<br />So after that he say I've won 5 juta...and 500K credit...<br />wow man!!!<br />I knew that this is always a lie...but weirdly I'm still talking with him...<br />then he ask me something:<span style="font-weight:bold;"> stupidly I did everything </span><br />1)Bank's account I say I don't have my book<br />2)I give him my card no.<br />3)I told him my last name Han And he pronounce as " an " in Bahasa Indonesia( as usual)<br />4)and I do go to the bank as he told too...<br /><br />4 stupid things i did today...<br />but one smart things i did...<br />I ask someone to follow me...<br /><br />when I reach to the ATM machine<br />my friend notice that there's a man glancing at me suspiciously as soon as I arrive<br /><br />then I did as he told, hello 3 times to the phone to connect back the line to him<br />and it did...<br />then procedure is enter my card then pin no.<br />then he ask for the balance of my account<br />and I told him Rp7,000 in my account only<br />then he say there should be more than that to enter the competition...<br /><br />my friend say the guy outside moved away after I told the guy in the phone I got Rp7,000 in my account<br /><br />with the help of my superb best friend I was able to come home safely<br />then they say I was being hypnotize by the guy in the phone...<br />eventually my hearing make a fool out of me....<br />I heard them saying "ayam notice" instead of 'hipnotis'...<br />hahaha~~<br /><br />my friend told me this when we on the way home<br />which i decide to put in this blog to remind myself :)<br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">[we are not that desperate enough to receive stuff from them, we must earn our own money, spend our own money and not spending money from them]<span style="font-style:italic;"></span></span><br /><br />few weird things happen here<br />1) The guy call say he is from Jakarta HQ of XL... for a guy working there he should know that he is not suppose to ask things like that on a phone...<br />2) his voice is quite rough when I say I'm using English with my ATM please talk in English...that's not suppose to be a way to treat a customer whom win a price...that means he don't know how to speak in English and he is not in the line of customer service.<br />3) he keep on calling me after that... want to continue his trick??? who knows ??? <br />4) am i really hypnotized... "ayam notice"... hahaha...<br /><br />my brain keep on thinking why??? why am I so stupid to fall to that kind of lie or prank...<br />is really I'm being hypnotized or I'm doing it on my own free will...<br />its like a confuse feeling I'm having now...<br />only thinking of why am i so stupidly fooled by a phone call now...<br />haiz....<br />end of the story...nightangel87http://www.blogger.com/profile/10811372037440400671noreply@blogger.com29tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1064855420739950075.post-49353415226139106772009-05-19T18:21:00.000+07:002009-05-19T18:55:10.319+07:00TO CHILDREN OF A PARENTS<meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html; charset=utf-8"><meta name="ProgId" content="Word.Document"><meta name="Generator" content="Microsoft Word 11"><meta name="Originator" content="Microsoft Word 11"><link style="font-family: courier new;" rel="File-List" href="file:///C:%5CUsers%5CUser%5CAppData%5CLocal%5CTemp%5Cmsohtml1%5C01%5Cclip_filelist.xml"><!--[if gte mso 9]><xml> <w:worddocument> <w:view>Normal</w:View> <w:zoom>0</w:Zoom> <w:punctuationkerning/> <w:validateagainstschemas/> <w:saveifxmlinvalid>false</w:SaveIfXMLInvalid> <w:ignoremixedcontent>false</w:IgnoreMixedContent> <w:alwaysshowplaceholdertext>false</w:AlwaysShowPlaceholderText> <w:compatibility> <w:breakwrappedtables/> <w:snaptogridincell/> <w:wraptextwithpunct/> <w:useasianbreakrules/> <w:dontgrowautofit/> </w:Compatibility> <w:browserlevel>MicrosoftInternetExplorer4</w:BrowserLevel> </w:WordDocument> </xml><![endif]--><!--[if gte mso 9]><xml> <w:latentstyles deflockedstate="false" latentstylecount="156"> </w:LatentStyles> </xml><![endif]--><style> <!-- /* Font Definitions */ @font-face {font-family:"Arial Black"; panose-1:2 11 10 4 2 1 2 2 2 4; mso-font-charset:0; mso-generic-font-family:swiss; mso-font-pitch:variable; mso-font-signature:647 0 0 0 159 0;} @font-face {font-family:"MS Shell Dlg"; panose-1:2 11 6 4 2 2 2 2 2 4; mso-font-charset:0; mso-generic-font-family:swiss; mso-font-pitch:variable; mso-font-signature:-520078593 -1073741822 8 0 66047 0;} /* Style Definitions */ p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal {mso-style-parent:""; margin:0in; margin-bottom:.0001pt; mso-pagination:widow-orphan; font-size:12.0pt; font-family:"Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman";} @page Section1 {size:8.5in 11.0in; margin:1.0in 1.25in 1.0in 1.25in; mso-header-margin:.5in; mso-footer-margin:.5in; mso-paper-source:0;} div.Section1 {page:Section1;} --> </style><!--[if gte mso 10]> <style> /* Style Definitions */ table.MsoNormalTable {mso-style-name:"Table Normal"; mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0; mso-tstyle-colband-size:0; mso-style-noshow:yes; mso-style-parent:""; mso-padding-alt:0in 5.4pt 0in 5.4pt; mso-para-margin:0in; mso-para-margin-bottom:.0001pt; mso-pagination:widow-orphan; font-size:10.0pt; font-family:"Times New Roman"; mso-ansi-language:#0400; mso-fareast-language:#0400; mso-bidi-language:#0400;} </style> <![endif]--> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 13.85pt; font-family: courier new;"><span style="font-size:130%;"><i><span style=";color:purple;" >Dear Son...<o:p></o:p></span></i></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 13.85pt; font-family: courier new;"><span style="font-size:130%;"><i><span style=";color:purple;" ><o:p> </o:p></span></i></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 13.85pt; font-family: courier new;"><span style="font-size:130%;"><i><span style=";color:purple;" >The day you find that I have become old.. try to have some patience with me and try to understand me...</span></i></span><span style=";font-size:130%;" ><o:p></o:p></span></p> <p style="font-family: courier new;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:130%;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 13.85pt; font-family: courier new;"><span style="font-size:130%;"><i><span style=";color:purple;" >If I repeat the same things a dozen times, do not interrupt me! 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<br /><span style=";font-size:130%;" ><o:p></o:p></span></p> <p style="font-family: courier new;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:130%;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p> nightangel87http://www.blogger.com/profile/10811372037440400671noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1064855420739950075.post-42074597680383063012009-04-19T23:46:00.000+07:002009-04-19T23:55:02.843+07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PD9SCnQ-hWU/SetV4yZ_WTI/AAAAAAAAACI/HY_e7zWNPZU/s1600-h/doggy.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 234px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PD9SCnQ-hWU/SetV4yZ_WTI/AAAAAAAAACI/HY_e7zWNPZU/s320/doggy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326445418387560754" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PD9SCnQ-hWU/SetV4yZ_WTI/AAAAAAAAACI/HY_e7zWNPZU/s1600-h/doggy.jpg">Now this is my fantasy... to have a dog that smile to you when you feel sad or down</a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PD9SCnQ-hWU/SetV4ibrdII/AAAAAAAAACA/2lBiKsRTnug/s1600-h/Picture0027.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PD9SCnQ-hWU/SetV4ibrdII/AAAAAAAAACA/2lBiKsRTnug/s320/Picture0027.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326445414099678338" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PD9SCnQ-hWU/SetW4qccP4I/AAAAAAAAACQ/kzj_ilA443s/s1600-h/DSC01011.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PD9SCnQ-hWU/SetW4qccP4I/AAAAAAAAACQ/kzj_ilA443s/s320/DSC01011.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326446515761987458" border="0" /></a>To have all this picture moving, coming out from my wall and jump around me and accompany me<br />:) silly me but that's a fantasy...nightangel87http://www.blogger.com/profile/10811372037440400671noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1064855420739950075.post-44594445695251940412009-03-28T02:37:00.000+07:002009-03-28T03:21:03.819+07:00SCARY... OR MAYBE THINKING TOO MUCH<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PD9SCnQ-hWU/Sc00xviiMVI/AAAAAAAAAB4/7EuN4MXsrWw/s1600-h/images.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317964764173971794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 124px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 102px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PD9SCnQ-hWU/Sc00xviiMVI/AAAAAAAAAB4/7EuN4MXsrWw/s320/images.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div>Seeing people look innocent doesn't mean a person is harmless...</div><br /><div>This is applicable to me</div><br /><div>A little secret to share...</div><br /><div>Today is my worst day of playing footsal...</div><br /><div>Gotta keep it here, in my blog as a memory before i lost it again and repeat the same mistake</div><br /><div>Everything going out fine until i get to play as a defender...</div><br /><div>Which as usual they'll ask me to "stay there and don't move from my position" or c command that make me confuse...</div><br /><div>This phrase confuse me... should i just stay there or should i just play and chase the ball</div><br /><div>What i'm suppose to do...</div><br /><div>My instinct told me to just move around and catch the ball as usuall which i'll get pump up and charge like a bull or getting all rough up...</div><br /><div>Then there come the scene contain horrifying act that keep on flash inside my mind</div><br /><div>The first 2 person that i injured is a person i don't wish to injured...its my housemate</div><br /><div>I know the concept of "no pain no game" but the way i injured him freak me out</div><br /><div>First i try to tab the ball from him, i fail then i accidentally step on his right foot then on his left foot again... after that he fall to the groung like a parachuteer jumping out from a choper</div><br /><div>'poop'... o my god...</div><br /><div>The strangest feeling like i was trying to kill him flash from my mind... making me feel awfully guilty for that fall...</div><br /><div>Then come the 2nd strike... it seems llike i'm tapping my 2nd housemate's ball with style but i make him fall down too...</div><br /><div>Then 3rd strike... i was trying to goal the ball instead of making a goal the ball roll from my senior's foot and hit him on a face...haiz... :(</div><br /><div>So does this conclude that i shouldn't be playing games because i always feel guilty after each games????</div><br /><div>Is that suppose to be felt by a player? or they should just go easy on that matter and forget it???</div><br /><div>people say its ok... never mind bout that incident... but what they truely felt is what I don't know</div><br /><div>but one thing for sure is that they're all very very and really nice to me</div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div>nightangel87http://www.blogger.com/profile/10811372037440400671noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1064855420739950075.post-43559282219365116132009-03-09T18:49:00.000+07:002009-03-09T19:16:59.694+07:00FRIENDS...PART 1They Love You, but they are not your lover<br />They Care For You, but they are not from your family<br />They Are Ready To Share Your Pain, but they are not in your blood relation<br />They Are Friends!!!<br /><br />True Friend<br /><em>SCOLD</em> like a <em>DAD</em><br /><em>CARE</em> like a<em> MOM</em><br /><em>TEASES</em> like a <em>SISTER</em><br /><em>IRRITATES </em>like a <em>BROTHER</em><br />And<br /><em>LOVE YOU</em> more than a <em>LOVER</em>nightangel87http://www.blogger.com/profile/10811372037440400671noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1064855420739950075.post-54110254206095426562009-02-09T13:30:00.000+07:002009-02-09T15:32:25.543+07:00FRIENDS!!!<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PD9SCnQ-hWU/SY_oqIaIFNI/AAAAAAAAABA/L5p5O-izlCQ/s1600-h/MY+BIG+FAMILY.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300711096947578066" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PD9SCnQ-hWU/SY_oqIaIFNI/AAAAAAAAABA/L5p5O-izlCQ/s320/MY+BIG+FAMILY.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PD9SCnQ-hWU/SY_op36i77I/AAAAAAAAAA4/OJvg_xwR840/s1600-h/MY+FRIENDS+(2).JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300711092520153010" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 295px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 205px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PD9SCnQ-hWU/SY_op36i77I/AAAAAAAAAA4/OJvg_xwR840/s320/MY+FRIENDS+(2).JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PD9SCnQ-hWU/SY_opgiSpMI/AAAAAAAAAAw/4qrOh_RhYjg/s1600-h/MY+FRIENDS.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300711086244406466" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PD9SCnQ-hWU/SY_opgiSpMI/AAAAAAAAAAw/4qrOh_RhYjg/s320/MY+FRIENDS.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div><br /><div><span style="font-family:verdana;">Everyone got their own point of view into this matter…<br />Some say friends are meant to be used…<br />Some say friends are the second closest person one will have than a family…<br />Some say friends a symbol of social…<br />As for me…<br />My friends are like my family…<br />They’re always there for me when I needed them…<br />Although sometimes I may get hurt…<br />But who won’t!!!<br />That’s the process of learning…<br />They teach me stuff I don’t know or not sure of…<br />They guide me through most of my obstacle during classes…<br />They keep me accompany too…<br />Make sure I ain’t lonely always…<br />They keep me joyful and happy…<br />But one thing all human being can’t do…<br />That will be…<br />Human can’t keep things forever in their side…<br />One day things will either<br />Fall a part…<br />Or…<br />Fade away…<br />And bidding farewell to each other…<br />Then remain as a memory in each other…<br />That’s the part I dislike most ever since I start to know…<br />Its hard for me to get a friend<br />That know about you…<br />Care about you…<br />Feel what you feel…<br />Each farewell makes me feel sad…<br />Am I too greedy for having lot of best friend…<br />Am I too bossy for not letting them go…<br />We won’t know when we’ll be parted with this beautiful world…<br />A world that full with friends, loves, happiness, sadness and lots of feelings…<br />That’s why I must be vary thankful to my god for giving me a group of best friend…<br />Appreciate the friendship that’s given to me…<br />Keeping the bond as tight as it will be and hopefully it won’t snap…<br />To all my dearest friends and housemate…<br />Hopefully our bond of friendship will win against my absent mind…<br />Hehehe…</span></div></div></div></div>nightangel87http://www.blogger.com/profile/10811372037440400671noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1064855420739950075.post-32378277793570174212009-01-21T22:49:00.000+07:002009-01-24T08:11:20.023+07:00TO BECOME A LEADER !!!<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PD9SCnQ-hWU/SXdEWvpYhGI/AAAAAAAAAAg/e2K3UuBOras/s1600-h/DSC00968.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293775044535157858" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PD9SCnQ-hWU/SXdEWvpYhGI/AAAAAAAAAAg/e2K3UuBOras/s320/DSC00968.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div>Wow…<br />What a day…<br />Wake up early in the morning just to join an out door activity<br />But reach there realize I forget to bring my wallet (as usual)<br />Can’t turn back now…. Since I have limited time…hehehe<br />It was around 8 am…<br />Still a nice weather…. Coolin morning breeze with a warm golden sun ray<br />We took off to our destination….<br />Moving around one hours on the road…<br />And….<br />Can’t believe the bus driver actually manage to get us lost in somewhere else…<br />Reaching around 9:30am WIB(Waktu Indonesia Barat)<br />The sun begin to give the sensation of burning to my skin…<br />Starting with small prayer for blessing then we start our event…<br />First I thought it’s something important…<br />Because it’s a compulsory event<br />But it turn out to be nothing so important… “just an out door games”<br />Then the games begin…<br />We were doing a big circle by 50++ people doing some silly move as a head start…<br />Then dividing to group of uneven amount of people then we start playing circling a hoop.<br />Can’t believe we’re doing that…it’s under the sun man!!!<br />But they say it to train our teamwork…<br />So I think I still can accept it for the moment<br />Then we proceed with our own group cheer leading…<br />Its kindda weird and funny at the beginning….<br />Hehehe…. Actually it’s because I didn’t memorise the song…<br />Forget about that cheer leading stuff…<br />Then we go to our 1st game post…<br />The pillar of life…<br />Wow… sound awesome…dangerous and challenging too<br />It is how its been describe…<br />We have to form a stable base then stack up to 3 people height just to put in a hoop<br />My team fall more then twice before we manage to put in the hoop…<br />But we won the games…<br />Can’t imagine the pain my teammate suffer from falling down such height<br />Lucky me… I’m at the base cause I’m heavy…<br />Hey….<br />Don’t judge a book by it’s cover<br />I’m not fat<br />Then its 11:am…<br />The sun begin to blaze like a big fireball…. Oh my god!!!<br />Please save me….<br />Every ray’s of the sun its like spear piercing into my skin….<br />And still need to continue our games…<br />Six more games to go….</div><div>At the end of the day...</div><div>I'm like a metal that came out of the fire...</div><div>Red in colour....</div><div>Ouch!!!</div><div>And my whole body is aching...</div><div>A single touch is making a big pain in me </div><div>Reaching home around 8</div><div>Then poof....</div><div>Flat on my bed...</div><div>Can't believe its that difficult to undergoes a training becoming a leader!!!</div><div> </div>nightangel87http://www.blogger.com/profile/10811372037440400671noreply@blogger.com0