Business as Usual

Finally…the month of ramadhan has come…may we all be able to increase our prayers in this blessed month. . . 

Speaking of ramadhan…things have been hot hot cool (baca : panas2 dingin) for me lately. Yeah coz there have been a mix of things that have been happening to me lately…mentally and physically.

First things first that caught my attention this month was my kneep pain that got worst. It’s been like ….2,5 years I reckon since it first happened and the past weeks before have been quite painfull for me. Therefore…it did force me to put my use of bicycles on a hiatus. However…things didn’t improve since then…it even kinda got worst due to myself still working long hours while standing.

Such ongoing pain eventually forced me to seek a professional advice from a physiotherapist. It did turn out that there was a problem with one of my muscles that wasn’t moving as it’s supposed to be. Hence…I was taught some new exercise movements to train that muscle. Also I’ll be taping my knee and foot to help restrain my knee from being moved needless due to my activities that might cause my muscles tire too quickly. Ah yeah….compressing my knee couldn’t be left aside if I was having heavy activities….

25 seems to be the number of the month…yep…you’ve guessed it right ;)….I’m turning 25 this month. A personal milestone for me for I’m gratefull for all the things I’ve had good and bad till now. All those things have shaped myself till now and I dearly hope to be even more grateful for Allah SWT for all his blessings to come.

Though it was my 25th….didn’t mean I received heaps of wishes and congratz words…in fact…only few did send me. It doesn’t mean that I’m sad by this fact…by I somehow deliberately hide my birthday on facebook so that people would have to put more effort to notice it. And it did work…:D….the result till 3 days later on…only 10 people did congratulate me. For those who did…I reckon them as my closest friends and persons to my life. But out of all those approximately ten…the most sweetest one was obviously from my girl. She surprisingly when to all the trouble of sending me a birthday gift. Hontou ni….I should be more gratefull to Allah SWT that now I have someone that really loves and care for me…may I learne and be able to care and love her more than now for she deserves the best from me .

School???Even more distressing…especially when I remember it’s the last semester…does they have to finish it of with loads and heaps of assignments??Can’t they let me off easily (maunyaaaa :D ). Well…I guess that’s not gonna happen :P. The heat of assignments has been felt ever since the second week. And due to of that….i’ve had to scrap much of my habg out times with mates….please friends….do understand the conditions I’m in…..

And to make matters worst….the even threw the bulk of assignments on the tuition free week…just like last semester….but more painful…(since when assignments hasn’t been painful ?). So…here I’am finishing of those asses while I’m supposed to be enjoying my time.

Nevertheless, it’s business as usual….gotta stomp all those laziness in heart and march forward whatever lies in front of you….just force yourway out of boredom by exploring any means available to you so that you can get your body moving to root out all those bloody assignments in way.

With the coming of Ramadan…doesn’t mean I can use it as an excuse to not do things…I even think I should make good use of it to tighten up my loose time to do more meaningful things. Besides…it is my last ramadhan here in Perth…just make it an unforgettable one ;).

Omoi no Tenshi

Alone in the room….filled with coldness that comes to the skin


Yet you wonder weeks ago. . .where it was warmth and joy that filled your face

You grasp that mobile of yours. . .watching earnestly for that someone to say “tadaima”

Yet. . .It all ended in a wink

Days by days you walk your steps for your humble dreams

Yet. . .your steps sometimes stumble across the sheer thought of having someone to walk besides you. . .taking your hands to fulfill a dream together

It’s not an unrequited feeling. . .a lad far across the oceans holds eye sweats. . .praying. . .hoping and longing for the promised time to come again.

Nevertheless. . .hard work and honest talks are all can be done. . for it’s the one step to keep our feelings intact to one another.

Or would I rather be penniless. . .just to hear an angelic voice to soothen your dry heart ?