ohh.if u annoyed with this.go to hell.

im great.im cool.im best.

im capable to do everyting i want.

ill try my best to let myself noted bout it and finally know bout it.

im smart.

seriously.i got great marks in my exams.i got a's in my paper.

im goind to be graduated and soon to be one of the best actuary in Malaysia.

i have enough sharing with people..because it just makes me paranoid to do so..

i have my own sisters to take care with..

i love them..

my sister,elder,Sarah was cool enough to get medal in her presentation and currently

working under one of the biggest courier system in the whole wide world.

me..

im going to be as succesful as her..

and my little sister..

she is going triumph everything bot me and my sister have achieved,,

she got prior talents in maths,,her english was superb,,her science also was even greater compared to me when i was in her time..

the real question is,why should i even care about others,if the others just take it easy and

hurting the soul beneath my skin..

"luli'

"si capek"

bullshit.back off people,mind your own ass.

***

yes,its painful.

yes,its hurting.

yes,it is seriously damned.

yes,its even fuck.

yes,its stupid.

hey assholes, enter the real world..

smart can not be determined as smart in education but,,

smart is particularly abstract and its up to individuality to judge their own persona of smartness.for me.

smart is everything.capabilities to do everything.

get it?

bla la weyh.

dah la bangang,still ego.so bla.

i love

ohh.

again.

im in love.

i love to see muaz can play his flute solo magnificently,but still he hasn't get it enough.

i love to see adli smiles along his piccolo

i love to see dzariff controlling those clarinets

i love to hear the vibrato of mellow saxes by apek

i amazed with aiman's effort with his oboe

i love to be amazed with arif's furioso running notes via a french horn,he did it well;very well.-absolutely astounding

i love to see people scared of nizar's deep voice,harsh words,i knew its good for them

i love to see fakhri can smile brightly

i love to see hafizi very committed in doing his job;struggling with his tone

i loved to see akram's pugnaciously teaching his asyraf.

i just love to see my little tubist,worried regarding my tonal tone,his intonations and others,

to see him to be very-very particular with everything,

meticulously,fully- heartedly,making me said to myself

"ohh,he can be great tubist!"

i loved to see the baton from muiz,ohh he's changed.superbly.

his tone was great.in fact.i love to see he can give himself his own directions.not only for himself,but others as well.i just touched.

ohh,i wished muiz was like that in the past.

i loved to see muhaimin's mp3 full of orchestra's songs.plus,some of them,i

was even never heard of it.

yes,instead those shock,shaky,

freaking,highly pitch, hyper voice from

those English mutants.

but still,he is trying to get into it.

payat?oh,i didn't see him for a quite long time.but i'm pretty sure,he can bring great things for the percussions

i loved to see other's new f4 are learning their best and yet to be fully committed in our band.

i just loved that.

ohh im missing them now.

terribly even they are not missing me either.ohh i just dont even care!

good luck and all the best.

we believe in you guys.

and for sure you guys are actually just started your valorous voyage.

the journey is just began.

and

i just love that.

its him!

"Okay people, its more than enough.2 hours is just ended"

as Mr Thaya said this,it signified the final was seem to be over.

Yes.Its over and frankly,the parts are eventually easier than I thought and hopefully I would obtain higher marks this time since I did sucks in my last probability test.durg

h..who cares?

I packed my stuffs.Library and printed the cards.Cut,laminated and finally sent it to Miss Mas as well to the dean

"Wow,its beautiful"alleged Mr Buemweester.

"Thanks!"I was even speechless and I felt terribly happy as the Dean is loving my cards.

yes,i know.its cool!

"Im going home!"

Home.

Its going to be only a typical journey to home.I thought to myself.Subang will always be Subang.Jams,traffics,buses and trucks.Across the line and traffics,the sun bright as the brightest it may and exhausted devastated in my vertebral.

Que,coins and coupons exchanged.Have my sit and open my books.By the moment it reached KL Sentral,buzz the annoying-monotone-red button and next took LRT and finally I greeted my maid.

But,magically not today,its different.Something happened and making me realized.Life sometime can be appeared different,but still,you accomplished the mission with a very same product and it even better.

I'm thinking of going back

home as soon as i made my way out from the ADP building.I reached my phone and started buzzing Min and Rizal.

Ohh,he's at KLCC.

I whispered to myself."Iqbal,start saving money!"

I refused to myself and keeping myself discouraged to spend

my money.

I waited my bus with my only iPod ;my true friend indeed

.Ohh,shit!I'm wearing blacks today.STUPID!It was terribly hot!

I soon got the bus and headed to KL Sentral.

nothing much in the bus,actually.

Then,I took LRT.And this part that made it a total different.

Well,don't imagined yourself to get a sit in this particular period.because it is going to be very packed and tide.You are just lucky enough to make yourself in it as the first train arrived.

And for that, i guess myself is lucky.

I stood up and taking my Kinsella's to read.Im a bit sturggling myself to read at such situation but at least I tried to use my time wisely.aargh..really?

LRT arrived at Pasar Seni and there is a sit available for me.It was unoccupied but still,

I didn't see anyone trying to sit there and i don't know why and it really dont keep myself in wary

I could barely see an old man next to the sit."erm,he looks like A.Samad Said"

He was reading a book.

He wore spectacles.

He carried a little hand green bag Times which symbolized his readness.

He is a Malay and he has white beard.

He is old.

i was enjoying listening Halo and suddenly,the man reacted with me.

"Hey boy,come and sit next to me"

Frankly,I came to a surprise to listen his astounding diction of English.

Sorry for being stereotypic,but nowadays it seemed to very-very hard to see some old Malay

men speaking in English.

"Ohh,never mind.Its for others."I answered horribly.

Anyway,my horrible answer is suddenly started a strong conservation bet

ween me and him.Like Im knowing him more than 5 years.

"Ohh,i can see Taylor's"

Yes,Im wearing Taylor's today as it was the last day of exams and there is no other t-shirt that i can even wear for today.The fact is ; Im wearing Taylor's today

He then continued "Doing which program?ICPU,American or A Level?"

Ohh this man knew more than I thought

"Im doing American program,doing major in Actuarial Science"

"It sounds practical.but, i can see Kensillas there"

"ohh,its for creative reading."

Ohh,i dont want to say this but abruptly those marshal appointed out from me.

"I love deep and abstract and I loved to be creative as well"

"Boy,sometime we appeared to be very creative and love those abstract,but actually inside us,we are truly practical"

"Agree?"

"Grrr.."I replied

"Always speak in English but,custom and culture,will always be one of the priority."he continued.

"yes, im agree"i retorted after a sudden blank.

"People don't judge your creativity and practicality.But,they do see your combination between two persona of yourself.You then judged it yourself next."

I let myself thinking for a while and I then asked

"Thanks for your words.But,how do you judge your creativity and practicality."

"i asked Above"he made himself looking up.

"Dang Wangi"

"Oh boy,its my destination.I want to take monorails from here.Take care of yourself and see you in the near future.Rajin-rajin belajar"

At last, I can hear his Malay.

After thanking him and seeing he made his way out from the LRT.

I asked myself

"who is him?"

he is so motivated.And even after a short talk with him,i can feel the aura of his words whispering in me.

"Boy,sometime we appeared to be very creative and love those abstract,but actually inside us,we are truly practical"

I am a bit agree with this.Yes, I loved arts but deep inside me,Im truly practical.

Im enjoying doing add maths instead of creative maths.

I loved to discover tone instead of listening to new songs

I adored to sing only with lyrics

I did my organization list

I listed my stuffs.

ooo.Now,I can see how practical i am.

As soon i arrived home.i quickly surf the internet and google his name.

and surprisingly, it was HIM.Yes,its him.

he once talked with me.

developments of transportations

Be it anything; monorails, bullets, taxis and even bicycles, all of them are examples of development in transportation in our world today. They have played a very big role in our life and had an enormous impact on modern society. The augmentations of development regarding monorails and trains nowadays have brought humans numbers of great importances. With these creations of modernization, human can travel faster, avoiding traffic jams and help the world to be less polluted.

Trains and monorails system has played a vast role to the communities. A well structured organized of railway system is built to accommodate citizens to travel anywhere easily. Shopping complexes, stadiums, offices, towers and even restaurants are now connected via railways stations and really help all the community to have their routine life perfectly.

Plus, the advancement of trains and monorails has helped the consumer to avoid heavy traffic jams. Statistics show that the rate of traffic jams on any big roads had been decreasing as more customers are more accepting the trains as well the monorails. Traffic jams can evokes stress to many people and luckily with the development of trains system, we now can enjoy our traveling without any stress and strains.

More over, the expansions of trains and monorails system in this day and age have helped the earth to be less polluted. The technologies that been used to generate power of trains nowadays are mainly using electric and subsequently let the world become less polluted. Remember, the world that we lived today is not only for us, but for our future generations as well. Plus, a well structured railway system also encourage us to use more trains instead of using cars that bring us numerous of disastrous pollution to our nurture globe.

In a nutshell, there are a lot of positive impacts regarding the development of trains system in our world. It just not only let a human can travel faster, avoiding traffic jams and help the world to be less polluted but there is more need to be discovered. However, it depends on individuals to decide either to use wisely or vice versa as the system is not beneficial without smart consumers like us.

listen this.

"kalau tidak mahu mengaku daku pelajarmu.itu hak kamu"

listen this.there are plenty teachers that love me being their student.

gth with you handsome student ever.jlg.

my pal.my friend.my best friend.my clique

"ak tau la ak jambu,but jgnla persenda-sendakan ak"

oh gosh.

next!

"abg,saye tau lagu wahida yg the latest"

"nyanyi la sekarang"

and the best part is ,he sang it in front of telephone booth near to the dining hall.

one word

"bitch"

but.its all long time ago.

where his specialized cell not yet even matured and been specialized.

a time that madam zainah still didn't make such statement like

"kasihan teacher tgk sorang bdk 3Uo tu.terok HIDONG die."

whatever.he is still my friend.my clique.

the one really helped me - a lot- in biology

even i ended it with an a2

its still worth it.

i still remember his grinned

smile?

her gossips?

his style?

her imbalanced hormone period?

his "lahar"?

gth,bitch.

whatever. because of what?

i adore him.

i respect him.

" a bit "

i suspect him?

and im surely going to miss him.

MUCH

enough with old nanny story time.

here is my words for you.

*be strong

*strive your dreams and goals

*ignore AZIZIE

*crave this.mara didnt send him to do medic.asked yourself why.

*be yourself.jgn berjanggut.bole?

i always pray hard for you.

and we shall meet again my friend.

yes , we shall.

good luck!

danial izzuddin bin ibrahim

welcoming my bro.

i ve a new friend

say a hi to ipod touch!

omg.i was extremely exaggerated!

thanks to mac.

and not-to-forget.

mara!

oops.

20.09.2009

first of all..birthday credits to

"Mariana Sensei"

and

Selamat Hari Raya!

15.09.2009

15.09.2009

thanks everyone that wishes me

i was so extremely happy.

and.

seriously.

friends are that makes me love a.d.p

love all of you!

erm.

thanks to ma,ba sisters..

friends indeed.sdarians..

the clique's.

credit to ash and yo..

singing birthday songs to me

even.ash was singing in front of a police?

huihui.spooky!

juniors.akram who called me..min's

and where's rizal?

nothing much except that im getting older.

and for that,thanking to the god aboves me.

please guide me.

more..more

sarah is already in pink of health!

have faith.

"get well soon!"

wonderful saturday.indeed.

tired.exhausted.stunned.exiting.

"weyh,korang dah sampai?"

"dah la,kate pkol 11."

"ok.ill be there soon."

"ko br bgn ke?"

"yup."

it was 11 in the morning.last time i remembered,i was doing some maths,practising those newtons thingy.yes,i promised two friends of mine to be in mid by 11.but.expectedly.it was already 11.10 when i woke up yesterday's morning.*sorry*

after a quick bath.i went to mid and by 11.56. i texted carol

"hey,im here.where are you guys"

"jaya jusco.men.padini"

its not hard for me to find them.

yes i have tons of happiness with them.

laugh,laugh,laugh,

shop.buy.credit.giordaNO.pray.try.sales.

credit to abu bakar who finally can have his own time spending on us.

yes,he always casted as a spoiler before.

no kidding.its true.

what have i got?

simple.cheap.nice.i love it.

im not like someone who in my college who loves padini that much.obsessed i would say.because it was so terribly,atrociously,extremely annoying and disgusting.

dont call yourself a metro if you struggled drying your hair under a hand dryer.only a moron does that.

then.it was the time for us to break our fast.we just have it simple.nothing much.syafiq with his doughnuts,burn with his so called Japanese sushi..and me having a scrumptious burger king chicken royale sandwich.complete with onion rings and fries.last but not least, i heard a high frequencycutieadorableyetinspirable little voice of wawe."iqbal.."haha.she was with her friends as well.1000 kot kwn die.

maghrib then.and we make ourselves to more shops.

seriously.we are not shopaholic.we only see superb magnanimous stuff.we dont buy it.

*only some la*

whatever.then.we went to my abode home.taking cab.

hey.before that,we were attacked by some people who surveys and trying getting their sponsors regarding their project which is about appreciating the arts.wow.it sounds so cool.

but.annoyingly.misearablelly,they approached us wrongly.

"just give us your name.sign here then.your phone number"

"we looked for supporters ONLY"

two firends of mine happily wrote their name.feeling like a diva signing the paper.without thinking any consequences.haha.

im not wtiting my name either.i was so suspicious.

at the end.both of them need to pay $20 as "donation"

lucky me.

haha

i am so lucky.we then went home.and sleep.

total i spent 300 only.

compared to carol.he is so "raye"

till we meet again.

final destination 4

amazed.thrilled.wow.superb.

i was so excited as getting 4 tickets from the counter.

totals?overall it costs us Rm72.

for me.its worth it.

why?

1.the hall was mine.i guess

2.its 3d!(the spect was so big)

3.it was so thrilled

4.ezah and wawe were so cool.hui?

5.credit to e as supporting the "shout"

6.aunty who was beside me was so "quiet"

6.5 i doubt.is she understand the story?

7.it was thursday and there are no classes tomorrow.

8.and baba banked in money.$$$

well.for the thirlling+scary+'jae'+and adrelline pumped actions.

ill surely give it 3.689 out of 5

haha.okay.

later~

here some thriller!

its ended.for now.

"its now the time to enjoy myself and friends.

baba,i would like to buy new shoes,please."

credit to Baba

current mood- final destination 3

english.for.tomorrow.

tomorrow,i am going to have an English test . therefore, i would love to scribble my brain with an essay.as a preparation.seriously, it sounds so cool,isn't it?

so,as the shadowy sky hold the moon to light up my darkness night , i would like to compose an essay regarding causes and effects of writing journal.

Arnold comes from a modest family.Both of his parents are economist.Everyday in his life,he always lingered himself,wondering why his parents are so passionate in writing?Is it their favourite amusement?Everyone in his school believe that he has such remarkable young talents which inherited from his beloved parents.As the time flies by, he discovered the reasons and impacts of writing a journal.

..........

enough practise.im prepared. i guess.

pray for me~

erm.final speaking?

owh I've done my final speaking test

its okay.pretty good?

i guess.

anyways.thanks to sisters.

"Iqbal,describe me your sister?"asked Miss Yen,with a brilliantly crafted smile on her face.

"erm.I've two.which one?"(i laughed in silence)

"anyone but both should be a big ticket"grinned.

"..."

hoping for the best.

anyways, it ends like this.

"however,i am very proud to be a younger brother of adorable Sarah and remarkable brother to sasya.both inspire me well.thanks to them.I'm here."

is it touched?

ready.fully prepared

"elle wood is coming

she is totally prepared~"

enjoy!

cute?

is it extremely cute?

i made it myself.

i just cant believe it.lol.

enough mambling.

thank you,elle~

i was so inspired with this.as becoming one of the states new applicant.

doubtless.

I am personally very honour to introduce this year class’s selected speaker. After getting off to a quite interesting start here in Harvard, she graduates today with an invitation to join one of Boston most prestigious law firms. I am sure we are going to see great things from her.

Ladies and gentlemen, Elle Woods.

On our very first day at Harvard, a very wise professor quoted us Aristotle

“The law reason free from passion”

Well, no offense to Aristotle.

But in my 3 years at Harvard , I have come to find the passion is the key ingredient to study and practise of law and of life.

It is with passion, courage of conviction and strong sense of self that we take our next steps into the world.

Remembering,

The first impressions are not always correct.

We must always have faith in people.

And most importantly

You must always have faith in yourself.

Congratulations to the class of 2004.

We did it.

its unexpected.its life.

i totally adore this.

a wise psychologist once said.

"you need

to immerse yourself into another world

to understand your own

remarkable world"

life isnt that called dificult.

create possibilities

i m possible

make it private

hi iqbal.

seriously.this is not iqbal.

why?

i want to be a blogger to improve my writing skills.

to improve my english.

not for the wisdom.but for me.

maybe the room is small for others.but it is big enough for me.

okay.here come the first post.

introduction.

simple yet deep.indeed.

what is your name?real name?

i was in my room while i wrote this.i think my english become poor.day after the day i entered taylors.irony?not.blame no Taylor's.blame me.

i dint "think" in English.not diligent enough to think in english.

why?yes I'm still iqbal azmee.not a new for them.but a new for me.

what is you greatest desire?

laptop is created by scientists for humans.it is a creation of technology.a product of globalisation of our nurture globe.but does a human care for its existence?yes.the world seemed to be endless as the laptop use its superior techno power to let a human to be connected each other in such corporeal world unlimitedly and unexpectedly.but.a laptop is only for those who are practical .how about others?god create Adams with two parts of brain.right and adjacently left.indeed,i lateraled both and piano is a medium for me to express my deepest emotion.it is like a pure obsession for me to seek into the magical of music.to feel the music.to feel my expressions.thus.am i really balance enough?

if tomorrow is the the day you are born.list 5 things that you are wished for.

today is september 14 1991,

wishes?

1.i want to live with a pair of magnanimous parent.a parent that understands me well.

a parent that i adore to be some day.some one that inspires me when my sun is no longer brightly shine as it used to.adorable parents indeed.

2.i want to spend my days.youngsters day with a pair of sisters.sisters who know me better than anyone.sisters that always support me.whoever i am.whatever i was.sisters that accept me as their brother.either older or younger.

3.i want to be excellent in everything i do.

4.i want to have such tremendous friends.enormous numbers of friends.

5.i want to have a deep faith.that makes me difference than others.

dreams?it might be only dreams for them.but it is a faithful gifts of goals for me.the goals that discover the real me.and thanking to the omnipresent god.what i wished before i was born is been tremendously happened to me.the best gift ever.being a son to proud parents of azmee and maizura.younger brother of adorable sarah and last but not least a truly remarkable elder brother of sasya.

okay.it still a brand new start of me.sorry for it sounds a bit serious.yes it is not iqbal.

the real iqbal will be here.some day.

current mood-jealousy and envy.nvm iqbal.your days will come.