tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24974174377669697122024-02-07T02:20:01.461-08:00Being FerdausUnknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger9125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2497417437766969712.post-91865126339891265282010-02-02T00:27:00.000-08:002010-02-02T20:52:37.236-08:00Humanity<span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 17px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Every single seconds, 3 human will be born, will get the opportunity to see the earth, to see the great creature of Lord. And till now, almost 6856086141 peoples live. I am one of them. Just imagine how fast the process happens especially when it can beat time easily, a second equal to three person. Just imagine that people.<br /><br />Well, honestly said, I am so glad that I could live in this earth. I can feel all the pleasure, all the treasure, all the adventure, all the things. Although most of my living time, till now, downs cover more. What can I do? Should I regret? What should I do to make it perfect? I know the answer, but I dont know the simple answer.<br /><br />To conclude this, I will dare myself to work extra more, to put everything more, and I just want to be the best of everything.</span></span></span>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2497417437766969712.post-2944944245067780092010-01-31T12:15:00.000-08:002010-01-31T12:45:40.802-08:00Bagpackers<div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div>I want to travel Europe, South America. One day. You know, I will make this thing for sure, happen for real, this is what I want. I dont know when, how or what ever circumstances might happen to stop me from achieve this, but I will make sure I will do my best to figure out everything. Clearly, I want this more than else.<div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div><img src="http://www.esiweb.org/rumeliobserver/wp-content/uploads/2008/10/paris.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" /><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"> </span> France</div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><img src="http://nebulium.files.wordpress.com/2009/08/rio.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 1024px; height: 768px;" border="0" alt="" /><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"> </span>Rio de Janeiro</div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><img src="http://www.infohostels.com/weekend/immagini/buenos%20aires.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" /><div><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"> </span>Buenos Aires</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /><div><br /></div><div>Well, I would love to do this with friends, which I think, 3 persons would be more than enough. I want to taste the real world, I want to know the culture of first to third country in this earth. I want to go to Bolivia, I want to visit Buenos Aires, I want to feel the heat, the sands of the sea of Rio de Janeiro, I want explore the world of weed in Colombia. I want more from this world. </div><div><br /></div><div>Europe, too expensive. But I will. I will. Just hope that Allah gonna be in my side to achieve this. I would love to go to UK, Old Trafford to be specifically. France, it is not about Paris, I want to go to Lyon, or perhaps, others. Amsterdam, well, this is heaven. I dont need to mention why. </div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>From a guy with a high hope,</div><div>Ferdaus </div></div></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2497417437766969712.post-53524297117904218312010-01-27T02:59:00.000-08:002010-01-27T03:02:33.652-08:00New Social MediaInformation about new social media.I need to expert in this. I cant afford to get this knowledge abroad. I will figure it out by myself. I will try to make myself well with this. I need to expose myself with the jargons and everything. This is interesting. <div><br /></div><div><br /></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2497417437766969712.post-44234439919445515422010-01-21T09:14:00.000-08:002010-01-27T04:30:29.621-08:00New Chapter For A New FollowerWell, to my new reader, you can accept this post as my first post. To me regular, hey, I am back in Town, so time to catch me up. I dont have any idea, why all of sudden I want to publish the new chapter. After one miserable, to another, now I am wise guy. Well, experience is the good teacher. Priceless indeed. Finished my study, done my Diploma, yet I am still learning. Lot to learn from past, lot to learn from last. Kinda strange, I love to learn. Damn! <div><br /></div><div>Been up to so many chapters before, now is the new one. New version, definitely about me, not just a good rhyme of words for her. Not anymore. Now I will encode, about current me. I just finished interview in Media Prima Berhad. A position which is related to event and marketing which we called implementation executive. Few weeks back, I attended an interview too, well, this time in event management company, well-known as Fatboys Event Management, I've been accepted, but still, I need to reconsider since I could get better offer from zillions company out there. </div><div><br /></div><div>Nothing is more interesting than Agyness Deyn. Watch her over and over. I dont love you, Agyness. </div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>Enough from me.</div><div>One Tree Hill bored without Lucas Scott.</div><div>He's back.</div><div>You got what I meant. :)</div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2497417437766969712.post-18558170734993779232009-10-08T23:00:00.000-07:002009-10-09T01:16:15.582-07:00Chapter Thirty Four : Man In love<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEilNU-GnLkkV2VHJ1rBmB1YxnVaY7B8aFUkuI7SYKkrrPJ55b0x5q24JwxsBcG4f5nCcj7q9gwXJtzdhpxNpjMqqv8WP_8cAVU-p9i2tKwBDHo0f3BhXL5g0RXrxb_LS5tKQqFsXuRxRn96/s1600-h/agynesss.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEilNU-GnLkkV2VHJ1rBmB1YxnVaY7B8aFUkuI7SYKkrrPJ55b0x5q24JwxsBcG4f5nCcj7q9gwXJtzdhpxNpjMqqv8WP_8cAVU-p9i2tKwBDHo0f3BhXL5g0RXrxb_LS5tKQqFsXuRxRn96/s400/agynesss.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390479240694867426" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiPSH0cO5Te_geWx2a2q-iKahUMmnEy-q3wz1org3x2XS3IljvBx07gvzQ6GZtsUSrsfUvbFv0BCbbQqttwS519FME6yMCyikSsiK2gwH3H7eoDP3o-ID5f8qrb7JaOQjWNAEZ8aqPZXgRZ/s1600-h/agyness2.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 281px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiPSH0cO5Te_geWx2a2q-iKahUMmnEy-q3wz1org3x2XS3IljvBx07gvzQ6GZtsUSrsfUvbFv0BCbbQqttwS519FME6yMCyikSsiK2gwH3H7eoDP3o-ID5f8qrb7JaOQjWNAEZ8aqPZXgRZ/s400/agyness2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390478165043313314" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZ6lKCod4qM9dO4prIHYrZpi-xY8FzJiVsP_HXzSJwmLLGLRjJqQvJr0eOfUUGVKumwpIL78BM0ycS4dK2Sp9360ef53MraInBuu13v2uEyZGvf88ASweRvQPwD2shTc3UcB5v3LQwPdQ2/s1600-h/agynessssss.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 275px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZ6lKCod4qM9dO4prIHYrZpi-xY8FzJiVsP_HXzSJwmLLGLRjJqQvJr0eOfUUGVKumwpIL78BM0ycS4dK2Sp9360ef53MraInBuu13v2uEyZGvf88ASweRvQPwD2shTc3UcB5v3LQwPdQ2/s400/agynessssss.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390477056690225362" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBCTXPYOr30zCAm-1rjVxDDRmxXiQHSg7dxKNvXco0i8Z-aYyWh_wwFQgnXbMccVK7W3HGlx_ISVvhbM0tMBh6bQ7HU69Ekx9ffs2oohG0jewl0dkzqW3y2b0dCW2tYneKn_Q86hToWTmP/s1600-h/agyness.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 269px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBCTXPYOr30zCAm-1rjVxDDRmxXiQHSg7dxKNvXco0i8Z-aYyWh_wwFQgnXbMccVK7W3HGlx_ISVvhbM0tMBh6bQ7HU69Ekx9ffs2oohG0jewl0dkzqW3y2b0dCW2tYneKn_Q86hToWTmP/s400/agyness.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390476696367594386" /></a><br />Back on track, back in progress, and I am back in action to fall in love man!<div>I love you Agyness Deyn :)</div><div><br /></div><div> </div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2497417437766969712.post-44762274422045523062009-09-11T05:32:00.001-07:002009-09-11T05:33:37.262-07:00Chapter Thirty : UnfairCrush on someone. Fuck.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2497417437766969712.post-41828656628310010512008-10-21T08:40:00.000-07:002008-11-09T01:35:46.834-08:00Chapter Three: Bunch of Brother<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjsMUN39CRmLnNhvPpLgZKUHplF4Qgz2gLiO4IojtQWhzJkf_MKFK9twvsddjSOfQTdV_19_pig14boIFkPMmw_O1q3_dfaiXnx1AVYaBviA9YsUkSOpIueWpD3LI5XJTY4KJc_jO_xK-5z/s1600-h/IMG_1003...+copy.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjsMUN39CRmLnNhvPpLgZKUHplF4Qgz2gLiO4IojtQWhzJkf_MKFK9twvsddjSOfQTdV_19_pig14boIFkPMmw_O1q3_dfaiXnx1AVYaBviA9YsUkSOpIueWpD3LI5XJTY4KJc_jO_xK-5z/s400/IMG_1003...+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261541916239137538" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwzp1rcWSkuQisG6rbiy6QwWyQP1XHtO9gQWXvX6Iiur7oAawRfNPdbphnQmrjMELVfSJ_DoYfNbg4YJvd4yZJXIwsoaIJinQrae374_kU2tmIedqYJAmpJo-XotRcYoFLKu_MUeujUeX0/s1600-h/DSC_0567.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwzp1rcWSkuQisG6rbiy6QwWyQP1XHtO9gQWXvX6Iiur7oAawRfNPdbphnQmrjMELVfSJ_DoYfNbg4YJvd4yZJXIwsoaIJinQrae374_kU2tmIedqYJAmpJo-XotRcYoFLKu_MUeujUeX0/s400/DSC_0567.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261540377828839330" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBseVhVebqQcPvCfNU4ljTMcTEmWw0KFT7cAG4ZeTTc79Lv_tMRkxQ_Hk_xz4Xzs-zuPLfr5pvY9AhyphenhyphennU7vOu-1rbhhzXBezqhli6nU2OwAALLHwBQNphfRxY75J18Z9W8LSxZ63lJqODl/s1600-h/DSC_0770.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBseVhVebqQcPvCfNU4ljTMcTEmWw0KFT7cAG4ZeTTc79Lv_tMRkxQ_Hk_xz4Xzs-zuPLfr5pvY9AhyphenhyphennU7vOu-1rbhhzXBezqhli6nU2OwAALLHwBQNphfRxY75J18Z9W8LSxZ63lJqODl/s400/DSC_0770.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261539817240316290" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-size:100%;">“Friends are everything”- Reza</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-size:100%;">“Everywhere that we go, everything that we do, friends always there”- Mirul</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-size:100%;">“<st1:place st="on">Susah</st1:place> laa nak ungkap dengan kata-kata”- Aki</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-size:100%;">“Kawan? Aku tak peduli. Tapi so far aku ramai kawan!”- Wan </span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-size:100%;">“Aku sengih, kawan pun sengih. Tu pasal lah aku ada kawan”- Paez</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-size:100%;">“Aku perlukan kawan lebih dari wanita. Biar sikit, tapi tahu isi hati”- Adek </span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-size:100%;">“Friends first, then a lover. Think bout that" - Cepot</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-size:100%;">“Friends are brotherhood”- Bob </span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-size:100%;">“Tempat untuk aku bahan, tempat untuk aku luahkan, tempat untuk bahgia”- Aseng</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-size:100%;">“Aku tak tahu la Cip, yang aku tahu aku suka berkawan”- Pian</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-size:100%;">“Last forever, walaupun ada yang tikam belakang tapi, kawan sentiasa disisi”- Nik</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-size:100%;">“Tah la, yang aku tahu budak budak Resak best, enjoy, aku gay dengan dorang!”- Chay</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-size:100%;">“Kawan ni best! Aku suka kawan coz aku boleh kacau, nyakat dorang”- Beng</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-size:100%;">“Kalau boleh aku nak je jadi gay ngan kawan-kawan aku hahahha”- Mayon</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-size:100%;">“Nothing is cool than friends”- Paizjo</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-size:100%;">“Kawan ni bajet je lebih! Hahaha”- <st1:country-region st="on"><st1:place st="on">Palau</st1:place></st1:country-region></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-size:100%;">“Tak tahu nak define, hehe”- Apek</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-size:100%;">“Friendship shouldn’t be like breast, coz they get sucked, totally not like vagina, coz its get fucked, it should be like penis, coz its stand whenever needed”- Botak</span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br />There’s a lot of philosophy; there’s a lot of definition of friendship. Everyone needs friendship to make their life more interesting, more meaningful. For me, friends just another one big family, which more into brotherhood in mentality. Friends could lead us to be somebody. Friends could direct us to be perfection in any direction. Well, in fact, friendship may never be perfect. But, I believe it would be last forever.<br /><br />When night, when it is dark, when I am all alone, I love to look up at the sky, looking, searching, and counting stars which covered by huge atmosphere. While searching, my mind and my heart realize that, friends just another precious thing in this whole earth. If moon is the only creatures to live up there, I bet it could be boring, thanks to Lord because creates stars to company the moon. As far as I am concern, friends just like stars, and yes, individual like me totally like a moon.<br />And as I live with surrounding by friends, another philosophy that always play on my mind is one friend in a lifetime is much, two are many, three are hardly possible. Friendship needs a certain parallelism of life, a community of thought which can read our mind well, a rivalry of aim. Yeah. And friendship that easily ends never really began. Remember that!<br /><br />Friends were there when I am in need. Friends were there when I feel lost. Friends were there when I don't know what should I do, friends were there when my mind can't make any decision, friends were there when emotions licking through my vein, friends were there when my car broke down, friends were there when I need cash, friends were there when I need love, friends were there when I need care, friends were there when I fought, friends were there when I got high, friends were there when I smokes, friends were there when I naked, friends were there to entertain me, friends were there to make me cry, friends were there to deliver a smile in the sadness face of mine, friends were there when I need hugs. To conclude, friends always be there with me, with no limitation of time.<br /><br />I love every single thing about my friends, even though I know that they are not perfect, I know that they are not rich, I know that they are not cool, I know that they just simply nothing, but still, if the thing called honesty does exist in their heart, it would be more than enough. More than enough, mate! I love you guys more than anything, I love you guys more than everything, I repeat, I love you guys, I heart you guys more than anything and everything.<br /><br />My world will empty without you guys next to me. My world will be useless without you as my friends. To people that related to me, which accept me as your friend, I would love to say, thank you for your support, thank you for your back up, thank you for your company, thank you for your honesty, thank you for your care, thank you for your lie, thank you for your cash, thank you for everything.<br /><br />Enough with the alphabets.<br />Enjoy people, enjoy to the max! ;)<br />Sincerely,Ferdaus</span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:verdana;"><br /></p><p class="MsoNormal" face="verdana"><br /></p><p class="MsoNormal" face="verdana"><span style="font-size:100%;"><!-- Start FreeOnlineUsers.com --><br /><a href="http://www.freeonlineusers.com"><br /><span style="color: 339999;"><script type="text/javascript" src="http://freeonlineusers.com/on2.php?id=124090"> </script> Online Users</span></a><br /><!-- End FreeOnlineUsers.com --><br /></span></p>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2497417437766969712.post-15797044484002703562008-10-16T04:51:00.000-07:002008-11-09T01:36:01.264-08:00Chapter Two: The Imperfect Life<span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;" >Life is just another risk that we have to face in this pace world. S</span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;" >o b</span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;" >e</span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;" ><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://tbn0.google.com/images?q=tbn:luF87zNsavqymM:http://weblogs.newsday.com/sports/watchdog/blog/question-mark.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 125px; height: 186px;" src="http://tbn0.google.com/images?q=tbn:luF87zNsavqymM:http://weblogs.newsday.com/sports/watchdog/blog/question-mark.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a></span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;" >tter for you to </span><span class="quotestandard" style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;" >choose <span style="font-weight: bold;">life</span>. Choose a<span style="font-weight: bold;"> job</span>. Choose a great <span style="font-weight: bold;">career</span>. Choose </span><span class="quotestandard" style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;" >a <span style="font-weight: bold;">great partner</span>. Choose a <span style="font-weight: bold;">family</span>. Choose a <span style="font-weight: bold;">fucking big television</span>, choose <span style="font-weight: bold;">Manchester United</span>, choose <span style="font-weight: bold;">great cars</span>. Choose<span style="font-weight: bold;"> good health</span>, low cholesterol, and dental insurance. Choose your<span style="font-weight: bold;"> friends</span>. </span><span class="quotestandard" style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;" >Choose <span style="font-weight: bold;">rock</span>. Choose your image. Choose your<span style="font-weight: bold;"> own styles</span>. Choose to<span style="font-weight: bold;"> relax </span>in the beach. Choose your <span style="font-weight: bold;">future</span>. Choose <span style="font-weight: bold;">life</span>. But <span style="font-weight: bold;">why</span> would I want to do a thing like that? Why I have to choose? Any <span style="font-weight: bold;">specific answer</span>?<br /><br />Well, that is <span style="font-weight: bold;">life</span>. Life is the only matter that can give you <span style="font-weight: bold;">specific answer</span> of every questions, every puzzles. Life is a <span style="font-weight: bold;">pleasure</span> for us to </span><span class="quotestandard" style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;" ><span style="font-weight: bold;">treasure</span> all of human kind. Life is a process of being somebody. Life is <span style="font-weight: bold;">precious</span></span><span class="quotestandard" style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;" > than everything.<br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjs_PKlX6SqVgcq0N1F9O2rtr6lUl3yt2aOSs2E1tI711HCXhHIbkB0DEBeosiMwRfWoxB-NPCptFs_levsZ6_5LpVc1CIycNM6Fz18O3FP7pLymznTyK2ye0QMXFG3lsX63rH2AzqH55V_/s1600-h/30052008161.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjs_PKlX6SqVgcq0N1F9O2rtr6lUl3yt2aOSs2E1tI711HCXhHIbkB0DEBeosiMwRfWoxB-NPCptFs_levsZ6_5LpVc1CIycNM6Fz18O3FP7pLymznTyK2ye0QMXFG3lsX63rH2AzqH55V_/s400/30052008161.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261548058398856626" border="0" /></a><br /><span class="quotestandard" style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;" >Well, in this life, there's<span style="font-weight: bold;"> two side</span> in elements of life. The first one is <span style="font-weight: bold;">ups</span> and the second one is <span style="font-weight: bold;">downs</span>. The ups happens when someone feel the joyful, while downs will appear when tears laying down to the ground.<br /><br />In this Life Of Fer edition, I would love to say that I am living in an <span style="font-weight: bold;">average</span> life. My life getting <span style="font-weight: bold;">better</span> and <span style="font-weight: bold;">greater </span>each day. But somehow, days are not simply <span style="font-weight: bold;">bright</span>. Yup. So, as human, as <span style="font-weight: bold;">person</span> who always thought that the<span style="font-weight: bold;"> positive </span>always there, I have to get ready to deal with whatever <span style="font-weight: bold;">circumstances</span> that might be coming.<br /><br />My life, all these while, which is<span style="font-weight: bold;"> 7665 </span>days of living, and it is still <span style="font-weight: bold;">counting</span>, in mathematical point of view, I will say that I am totally <span style="font-weight: bold;">satisfied</span> with my own life. From the beginning of me, till today, I am so proud to be Fer.<br /><br />Everything that I<span style="font-weight: bold;"> want</span>, everything that I <span style="font-weight: bold;">need</span>, I couldn't get it easily. Well, we have to <span style="font-weight: bold;">struggle</span> to get something that we want, so I am not an <span style="font-weight: bold;">excluded</span>, I am working hard man, put a very <span style="font-weight: bold;">high effort</span> to have something. Although I know that there will be a <span style="font-weight: bold;">failure at the end</span>, but I will <span style="font-weight: bold;">concentrate</span>, I will be a <span style="font-weight: bold;">positive</span> to <span style="font-weight: bold;">make a change</span>.<br /><br />The details of this chapter will continue later.....<br /><br />Enjoy people! ;)<br /><br />Sincerely,<br />Ferdaus<br /><br /><br /><!-- Start FreeOnlineUsers.com --><br /><a href="http://www.freeonlineusers.com"><br /><span style="color: 339999;"><script type="text/javascript" src="http://freeonlineusers.com/on2.php?id=124090"> </script> Online Users</span></a><br /><!-- End FreeOnlineUsers.com --><br /><br /></span>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2497417437766969712.post-63879704598871739362008-10-15T06:38:00.001-07:002008-11-09T01:36:21.272-08:00Chapter One: The Definition of Ferdaus.<span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;" >The definition of life is the <span>combination</span> of few elements which contained every emotions; <span>sad, happy, disappointing, </span><span>chilling, relaxing</span> and everything. World is <span>round</span> <span>because its God </span>will, it meant to be that way. God jus</span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;" >t wanted to give everyone feel the ups and downs. Its fair isn't? Well every human will taste<span> the sour</span> and <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">th</span></span><span>e sweets</span> of recipe in this life. But <span>when</span>? <span>Time</span> will give you the <span>answer</span>. So time can be accepted as precious thing than everything. Time is power in this who</span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjcCQSQtqYtBDSyBnNbfHC3j_M8iXbD_SHxkmV7t2NmbjknQuG63TJ0oWxRbXbuSp57RR1EHWeJCQrdqKaV-1BNGTm1mQQywiDMdW8D0K1tAcX3OWrLjtc-RpmgXO5dtmiGlM0cuvK34_va/s1600-h/DSC_0096.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjcCQSQtqYtBDSyBnNbfHC3j_M8iXbD_SHxkmV7t2NmbjknQuG63TJ0oWxRbXbuSp57RR1EHWeJCQrdqKaV-1BNGTm1mQQywiDMdW8D0K1tAcX3OWrLjtc-RpmgXO5dtmiGlM0cuvK34_va/s400/DSC_0096.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261546725825535474" border="0" /></a><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;" >le life. No doubt about that<br /><br />Other than that, either ric</span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;" >hes or poor, old or young, advantaged or disadvantaged, educated or uneducated, life is <span>all about matters of people willingness to make an effort</span>. This is the must-te</span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;" >rm criteria that every human need to live in the place called Earth. And everyday, although zillions of people that live in this </span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;" >world, there just <span>few </span>could <span>proves </span>this <span>philosophy</span>. And I am here, working on it, <span>working hard</span> to be someone who can encode this philosophy <span>gloriously</span>. And I would love to put all of my energy, my skills, to achieve the <span>achievement that achievable.</span><br /></span><br /><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;" >By the way, hello and hi! Sorry for not introducing myself at the first place, you guys can call me <span>Fer</span>. It's just that short. Easy to pronounce right? ;) Well, I am here, just wanna share to you guys about the<span> pathetic</span>, about the <span>goods</span> of being <span><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">Mohamad</span></span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">Firdaus</span></span> Bin <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">Noh</span></span></span>. I am 21 years old. And this is my </span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;" ><span>first time </span>to write, or in other word, publish a blog in here. Congratulations, Fer ;)) Clap clap.<br /><br />Well, personally, I am just another <span>ordinary</span> individual with nothing special. Just a <span>common man</span> with <span>common thoughts</span>, and I've led a <span>common life</span>. There are <span>no monuments</span> dedicated to me and my name will soon be <span>forgot</span></span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;" ><span>ten</span>. But in one respect I have<span> succeeded</span> as perfect as anyone who's ever lived: I've loved another with all of my heart and soul, and to me, this has always been enough.<br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGmIiCIkdpA2BrTzIHtDOku0G7HIK7UEVDcsu9oP9_KUXqOztHeleCSAkgV52omdAiMVweonw-3-nytztu6nUZKceMVdmlmVODNp4WVGoRt_UnW9T67Q0nnXnaSIODvBJDm4HYFD7pEhNF/s1600-h/DSC_7404.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 265px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGmIiCIkdpA2BrTzIHtDOku0G7HIK7UEVDcsu9oP9_KUXqOztHeleCSAkgV52omdAiMVweonw-3-nytztu6nUZKceMVdmlmVODNp4WVGoRt_UnW9T67Q0nnXnaSIODvBJDm4HYFD7pEhNF/s400/DSC_7404.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261547266024587970" border="0" /></a><br /><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;" >I live in the world of <span>happiness</span>. I am living in a life th</span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;" >at completely full of joy which surrounded by<span> family </span>and <span>friends</span>. I am four out of f</span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;" >our sibling which can be counted as the youngest one in the Noh's generation. I am proud to be <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">anak</span></span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">manja</span></span>! <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">Hahaha</span></span> ;)) I am such a mummy-boy too! <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7">gheee</span></span> ;D<br /><br />Living in this earth with the interest of <span>football </span>could make your life almost <span>perfect</span>. Do trust me, almost<span> 80% </span>of guy will say that <span>football </span>is everything. I am one of them. Football is just another me. I will do anything to kick, to head, even to chest a ball. My life totally complete if there's a thing called ball. Other than<span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8">futsal</span></span></span>, basketball is just another <span>part of my life</span>. I used to play basketball, but recently I am lack of it. <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9">Pffft</span></span>!<br /><br /><span>Music</span>. Simple word, but completely <span>entertaining</span> my soul. Music could make m<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjswynBqt46rSQ4pFT5E0np5kvDQ0Z7-ufVcsuqMb31jETWNnzn1HSMbnps1x4RBJYvkK0Q4Es8P2IHQeSucMBV3MlpPGCip0ehbIrHIMYnsqjGL1QY-LEdNSa7qurjQ4Gf6ayE62cNUUsy/s1600-h/the_killers.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjswynBqt46rSQ4pFT5E0np5kvDQ0Z7-ufVcsuqMb31jETWNnzn1HSMbnps1x4RBJYvkK0Q4Es8P2IHQeSucMBV3MlpPGCip0ehbIrHIMYnsqjGL1QY-LEdNSa7qurjQ4Gf6ayE62cNUUsy/s200/the_killers.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258380611560599906" border="0" /></a>e <span>calm</span>, music could make me feel<span> cool</span>, music could make me feel <span>great</span>, music could change my <span>inner</span> from downs to ups, could change my <span>mentality</span>, music just everything for me. Everything. Even sometimes, when I got <span>mad, sad, disappoint, happy</span>, what ever emotions that I <span>encode</span>, music always be there with me to <span>decode</span>. My favorite band ever is called, <span>The </span><span>Killers</span>! I am a big fan of this group! My leg will start <span>dance</span>, my finger will <span>counting</span>, my head will totally <span>flying</span> in the <span>sky</span> like a person <span>getting high</span>, my body will follow the <span>rhythm</span>, my tongue will moves faster than ever. That is the <span>power of The Killers </span>to me. They can<span> read my mind</span> very well! ;D<br /><br />Enough for <span>today, </span>enough with <span>these few words</span>, enough with the <span>alphabets </span><span>that I </span><span>convey</span> to turn to be a paragraph, enough with my <span>metaphor</span>. Enough for now, people. Do <span>enjoy </span>knowing about me.<br /></span><div style="font-family: verdana; text-align: left;"> </div><div style="font-family: verdana; text-align: left;"> </div><p style="text-align: left;font-family:verdana;" class="MsoNormal"> <span style="font-size:100%;">Sincerely, <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10">Ferdaus</span></span></span></p><p style="text-align: left;font-family:verdana;" class="MsoNormal"><br /></p><p face="verdana" style="text-align: left;" class="MsoNormal"><br /></p><p face="verdana" style="text-align: left;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"><!-- Start FreeOnlineUsers.com --><br /><a href="http://www.freeonlineusers.com"><br /><span style="color: 339999;"><script type="text/javascript" src="http://freeonlineusers.com/on2.php?id=124090"> </script> Online Users</span></a><br /><!-- End FreeOnlineUsers.com --><br /></span></span> </span></p><blockquote style="font-family: verdana;"><blockquote></blockquote></blockquote>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com3