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August 25, 2009

Fun Facts About Football

Filed under: Uncategorized — Tags: — noenam @ 5:56 am

The fun fact about soccer:
1. Everyone can play it.
No matter how old you are  or how fat you are. You just have to run a little and just kick the ball (but sometimes you have to head the ball)
2. It is cheap.
You dont have to pay for it. You just have to find a big space of land to play it together with your mates.
3. Bring mates together.
You can always talk about the game. Or maybe some silly stuffs or actions that you or your mates did while playing. This is  a fun activity.
4. It is flexible.
You have no soccer post?or no soccer shoes?..Worries no more. You can change the post by putting two bags and if you dont have any soccer shoes, just use your daily shoes. If you still dont have your usual daily shoes. If you still dont have your daily shoes, you can always play it with your bare-foot. If you still dont have bare-foot, well…I am not GOD.
5. It is healthy.
Yeah..I think you get this point.
6. There are always video game.
If you are too lazy to play it by yourself. Well..technology brings you comfort. Just hit several buttons in your controller then you can outrun your opponent, make goals, do some serious tackle without injuring the real life player.
7. Histories are made.
Who doesnt know when MU won 2-1 against Bayern Munich at the final of champions league? Nuff said.
8. You just need 1 ball.
The fact is that the point of soccer game is to bring 22 people together, to pass and receive only 1 ball and the maein idea to make that 1 ball inside the post. Sound stupid enough? If Yes, well…you’ve never played it before.

I am outta ideas. Give your comments and stuffs or you can give some topics that you’d like me to discuss. Feel free…

Story About A Mate

Filed under: Uncategorized — Tags: , , , — noenam @ 5:55 am

The adventure began when I went to see a doctor, complaining about the sore throat that has been bothering me. I got a MC for like 2 days so I can go friday pray on friday (duhhh!!)

Therefore, I set my journey to Krizma’s house on Manatunga rd. Krizma is a type of bloke you can count on (not really actually). He sometimes whine about some silly and stupid things but once he is on the mood, he could be more powerful and stronger than Hulk or Archilles together. He is also a mad left winger, great with crosses, great agility and a bloody lefty. He is also a party animal with his unique dance style like a worm (I dont what to call it mate)

Then came Krizma bro…Deka!!!! Deka has this young look on his face. Yes indeed, Krizma looks older than Deka. Deka is quieter than Krizma but Deka never wants to lose in a soccer debate. He is an AC Milan hardcore fan and Cafu as his mentor. He has style. Man, I just like the way you dress mate.

Then the three little mices (me, Krizma and Deka) went to Beddoe to pray. Finished praying, met some crazy people such as Adil. Man, I miss going out with you like the old day where we used to go out like bunch of stupid people with Arya and the others. I also met the brothers Rizal and Aldi who love to tease me alot. Damn you guys!! But they are bloody cool brothers. Aldi jokes are tremenduously fucking funny and Rijal always add and spice everythings up. Nice combination!!

Abang Harry came out from nowhere. He is the type of older brother because of his age (yes!! you are old). He is very outgoing person but when he is on serious mode, he become a wise and full experience bloke. He is very nice to consult about everything. He is such a great listener and excellent adviser.

We (Me, Krizma, Deka and Abang Harry) went to the city and had dinner in chilly padi. I ordered this nasi lemak or something like that. The services were sux, they forgot about my food. The food came like about an hour later. I was quite pissed off. I almost cancelled my order but I was fucking hungry, so I left out my dignity for a scrappy food.

Out of nowhere, two little midgets came to our table. Believe it or not, it was Okta and Ningrum. These two girls are like my friends since I was in Indonesia. I know them outside and inside and I always can count on them.

We decided to go for a karaoke. Yes! I know that I have ridiculously ugly voice but if you dont like if, well…I dont give a FUCK damn. We also met Astrid and Anto. Astrid has a great vocal skill, a great singer and entertainer. She is bloody funny. She loves her everyfriend. A true loyal friend. I know I can always count on you strid and that is a plus. Anto,,Anto,,Anto…Very funny bloke with a cool Celica car. He is so fun to be with and thats all I can say for now.

On the way to some karaoke bar we bumped on Deska and Qonita. This two ladies are awesome. Both Qonita and Deska just had their hair done and they dyed their hair. Deska looks fantastic with it. Well, Qonee…SORRY I forgot about your birthday girl. I am gonna have my birthday party later on (yeah like 2 more months) and you are invited. Been ages havent seen you girls. Hope that you girls always together and oh yes..with Suci too.

We came to this karaoke bar called CC Karaoke but they ask for $30/ person to enter. BLOODY NO WAY MATE. Our adventure still continue to this pool place in Chinatown. The foosball table attracted me to play. We made two groups which are the winning group (me and Okta) and the losing team (Abang Harry and Ningrum). In conclusion, We rules and you SUX.

It was getting late and the next day I have a soccer training. So I hop in Abang Harry’s lancer car with Deka too. We had a quick stop to Hungry Jack’s and then Abang Harry dropped me by.

SATURDAY…

Guruh picked me up in Malvern station. Guruh aka Gurih aka Gur Gur is like the best soccer mate ever. He is very damn good at it. He reads the game well and what I like the best about Guruh is his inner beauty. He is sooo damn rich but he is sooo keep it low. A truly ladies man, very polite and I just couldnot think about the times you pisses me off. Went soccer training with Buffaloes. Hell yeah..I just love playing soccer. Met the teaser brothers again and lots of other team mates.

The night came and I was ready for Shasha’s BBQ party. Shasha is very dependable. She could be as crazy as hell. She has lotsa things to say. What I love about her that she is so just herself. I like her so damn much. She is like a family to me.

In the party there was this Russian girl called Lara. Well, just met her at the party. So I am gonna shut my mouth up coz I dont really know her.

Then came the muscle boy Ali and Oscar. Ali is a funny Malaysian. He has this unique joke thingy that only him can do and he has the abs mate (all the girl readers..He is single..Quick, before some girl gets him). Oscar.. I dont know whats up with him but everytime I am with him, the only thing we do is talk stupid. Can we do other things, scar?

Then save the best for the last are the fantastic duo, Endy and Nahin. These two people are very cool. Endy has fishing as a hobby. He told me that he once caught 11 kilo fish. He is the drummer of Iqbal’s Garage. Yes, they usually play in my garage. He has this unique smile where he shows his every single teeth. He is the jester of the party.

Finally, bloody Bangladesh Nahin aka si cabut bulu aka orang goblok. Hahaha. This bloke is fluent in Indo’s swear words. Bandel ya kamu Nahin, Gw cabut bulu loe ya.

I am sooo hungry right now mate. These people would always be on my friend list and I always wish you all the best.

4 Stupidity Cases

Filed under: Uncategorized — Tags: , , — noenam @ 5:54 am

arghh…this post it is more like the one I made about stories of my mates….but now I am not gonna focus on my friends but this time, I am gonna talk about myself…yes..me…
If you dont like it…well…just FUCK yourself…The author would love to share his stupid moments about him + others.

case #1…who can forget the lovely Andre ???I bet no one who witness this horror would not ever forget about the stupidity and chaos we’ve made in Sunway Piramid in Selangor, Malaysia. Yes!!! but the main topic is Andre. Aight….We (me, Dimaz, Shinchan, Radit, Andre, LIza and the rest) were going to see a movie. We stopped by at starbucks and chowed in some cakes and coffee. then me, Dimaz and Andre had a nature call to go to toilet (it means we have to go piss)!! I rushed myself to the toilet and headed to the standing peeing. Then DImaz came and went to the cubicle pee and then Andre opened the door number 2…and he got the jackpot!!! There was this one HUGEEEEE shit…hoeeekk.,.,it was black and big…oh god…and Andre puked at that exact moment…and we were laughing to our pants off…then we took a picture of that shit and we showed to Andre again..then Andre puked again…we laughed again…hahahaha…aw god…you guys have to see the expression of Andre…oh god…poor andre…then he puked again for the 3rd time…hahahah…you hit the jackpot ndre!!!!

case #2..A stupid call by stupid people.
it was Dimaz and My farewell party in Bandung…on the way to Bandung, it was very jammed…yeah…i know it was jammed coz heaps of cars and we went very slow…then…my mobile rang…and it was Dimaz..and he said
“hey..it’s jammed”
I said “yeah..i know”
Dimaz said “oh..”
I said “ho-oh”
Dimaz said “aight then..i’ll call later on”
I said “Bye..”

the hell was Dimaz thinking?he wasted his mobile credit!!!then…i told Piza about this…then Piza called Dimaz

Piza: “it’s true..”
Dimaz: “what?..”
Piza : “the traffic Jam”
Dimaz: “I know”
Piza: “me too”
Dimaz: “oh..”
Piza: “call ya later”
Dimaz: “ok..”

Piza ended the conversation…and we continued our journey.

Case #3..
This includes me, Dimaz, Manggala, Deri, and Musallam…we were on our way just hanging out in PS…yeah…all boys!!!we stopped at this Adidas store near the Sogo or Metro…I forgot which one which…then we were looking at the stuffs…and I had my sight to a lady manequin…..The manequin wore no clothes or pants…Yes…I did do some unappropriate touching of the manequin…only little breast would not hurt a thing!! but little did I Know all the Adidas staffs were staring at me and some of them were laughing…and we rushed out with shame…huakakaka

Case#4…you think you are good at soccer???wait till you hear this stories..
Back to Ragol fc..yes yes yes…you might get bored of it already but this is true story though…
The match between Ragol fc and Stopper Fc…yes…stopper FC was unstopable…they were like Kooyong B in Australia…anyhow…there are 2 parts..part 1..I was playing as a Central Back with Piza on the Right Back…Piza is very good at soccer…he is quick and has great techniques…excellent players and he made Luis Figo as his idol…anywho…Piza was guarding Alvi who is my senior…then Alvi past through Piza but Alvi kicked the ball bit too far…then I intercept the ball while saying “thank you”…till now…me and Piza still argue that I said thanks to my senior but I never say that…
Part 2…The incredible Dimaz Luqman…Ragol was up against our senior team…Dimaz was standing tall with the ball on his feet…then this one senior slide tackled Dimaz and trying to get the ball…and all Dimaz did was just roll the ball back a bit and Dimaz was laughing to his dumb senior who couldnot get the ball at all…till now…me and Dimaz still argue, I said that he was laughing but he still denies it!!!

yeah yeah yeah…stupid stories…so silly…huakaka..

Top Tips Of Going To A Concert

Filed under: Uncategorized — Tags: , — noenam @ 5:53 am

well mate…never been to concert?well I dont give a fuck !!!
There are heaps of stuffs to prepare before going to a concert…
and there are heaps of people that you can see in a single concert…

1st stuff.
check your ticket.
-where is it at? so prepare your transportation
-is it +18? there must serve alcohol drinks and dont forget your ID
-what time? dont be late
-what is the genre? dont mess up your clothes

The people you might find a concert!
1. the annoying people with their dirty hands and try to make their way in front of the stage…
yes. they would pull you down, push you around. whatever things that they could possible do to make their way on the front row (i hate these bastards)

2. the friendly guy who always offer a beer…
yes…bit tipsy but still hanging there…these guys can be fun or irritating..depends on your mood though (most of them are cool)

3. the pick up girl…
haha…i dunno about this…but my sis always say that girls come on to me everytime we go to a concert and saying nonsense…PS.not only girls..but there were some blokes too (eww…and they annoys me)

4.its the special guests band!!!!
no one knows them…for fuck’s sake…they will try to entertain your boredom by singing songs that you dont know..they will try to thank for the main band all the time and try to encourage the audience to buy their merchandise (they sux…no all of them)

5. its the preparation guys…
yes…those people who checks the sound, the guitar, keyboard, cello, bass, drum…check the cable, check the strings, check the lights…they would try to stall the time as long as they could (they are 10/10 from the annoying people)

6. its the guy that pulls you up to mosh or they throw you up on the audience…
drunk or have the rockstar soul…you guess it by yourself.

7. its the ladies with mobile camera…
technology!!!sux heh…coz all the ladies are most shorter than me, therefore they would have to raise their hand and mobile near my ear and sometime they accidentally smash my head with it.

8.its the bouncer boy…
they are big, fat and he can kick your ass…all he does is just standing around and check the ticket and look very suspicious to everybody
9.its the couple that should get a room…

they would stare at each other, they would holding hands, they would hug each other and they would kiss like there would never tomorrow while they are watching Marilyn Manson…MAN…GET A ROOM

and whats the deal with the pretend leaving after playing several songs?the audiences know that they would come back again and sing their best songs for the last…ah come on…or they just want to make the audiences to yell as hard as they can and tomorrow the audience would lose their voice…

the main point…next time you go to a concert…JUST PREPARED…

A Journey Of A Brother With A Different Mother

Filed under: Uncategorized — Tags: , , , — noenam @ 5:51 am

You know who I am talking about…
I spent like almost 3 days with this fellow
that is right…

you know who it is huh??

yess…

I am talking about my good friend Piza…

the one who guessed it right will get a prize from me…hahaha

lil background about Piza…

1. he used to be the president of the skul
2. he is a blackbelt of Karate
3. he the number 10 of the 1st year of Ragol
4. he is now studying in ITB

how mad are those points?

anyways…

he came to Melbourne…from wednesday til friday…
i know…only 3 days…u suck Piz…

hahah…

nah…he is like the bestfriend ever…

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the story goes like this…

day 1.
He messaged me saying that he was in the Melbourne airport already…
He said that he would join the tour dinner in Hardrock Cafe which I’ve never been to…
He asked to come to the hotel after his dinner around 9pm…
and there…Me, Fifin, Dyah, Putra, Okta (cewe) and Ningrum went to the Duxton Hotel…
Duxton Hotel is located on the Flinders St. just near the intersect of Elizabeth st.
There we sat on the comfy sofas of Duxton hotel…waiting…anxiously…anticipating…
the suddenly this dude with a hat and beltbag came out of the hotel elevator…
1st impression…”man…you are thiner”
aw…I was so happy to see him…I havent met him for like 6 months already…
and now he looked so thin…damn it…
then I introduced him to Fifin, Dyah and Putra, Ningrum and Okta (cewe)…
We had a little chat…He talked mostly about people in Jakarta such as Arisa, Tanti, etc…
then Fifin, Dyah and Putra went home…then it was the 4 of us…
Standing…Doing nothing…but hey…What is Chapel st. made for???
yeah…We rushed in to the Cranbourne/Pakenham/Sandringham lane train…
got out in South Yarra st…
There we set our eyes to Lotus…but the bouncer didnt let us in…
we seek for another prey of clubs…then went on to Revolver…
it wasnot our luck yet…coz it was wednesday night…and everyone was chilling…
playing some drum and bass music…and every body was…CHILL…
not satisfied enough…Went on to Crown Casino…
We set our foot to go to Mercury Lounge…yeah…
the people was jumping and the music was pumping…
as Lucky Boys Confusion once said…
“so if you dont know whats get me high, pimp out motherfucker lemme take you for a ride”
yeah…we were pimping out…we were crazy…
Piza was little dissappointed coz there were no pretty girls at all…
and I found a perfume…hahaha…then Ningrum got some dude’s number…
and Okta…well…She danced with heaps of guys…

Day 2.
We finished from Mercury Lounge…We were hungry and we chowed down KFC…
then we went on playing some games in Intencity…played some hoops there…
and got some tickets in return…then we catch like the early trains back to Malvern…
we stayed at Ningrum’s place coz it was near to the station…
well…compare to my crib tho…
we slept like buffaloes…hauhauah…
then we woke up at 2 pm…we continued our journey to my home to meet my mom and dad…
we had lil chat then we ate at Nandos…then we drove ourselves to Huntingdale indoor soccer…
I introduced Piza to Krizma, Deka, Fikrie, etc..
but then we didnt have the time to play then we continued to go to St.Kilda and Port Melbourne…
It was bloody raining and heaps of winds, therefore we stayed in the car…
we headed back to Duxton hotel, for Piza to get changed…

called fifin up to bring her play pool…
then we went to Princes to play some snooker and billiard…

and never ever bring Fifin to pool place…coz she would beat our ass…
then we played some ping-pong…i know it sounds gay…
then I dropped him back at Duxton Hotel

Dsc00334_4Day 3.
Met PIza around 12 oclock at Maccas near Victoria Market…
He had spent his time around the Victoria Market by himself…
We went to Melbourne Central then State Library then QV…
finally we stopped to have a coffe and waffle in Max Brenner…
then we headed back to the Duxton Hotel whereas the Taxi was waiting…
but little did we know…Piza’s sister was missing…somewhere in the Victoria Market…
Piza’s mother called Piza to help her find Piza’s sister…
Then we took the tram back to Victoria market…there we met Piza’s mother…
as usual…Piza’s mother is always nice and have this sense of motherly…
She always talk about anything with me…
We had a chat talking about the future and stuffs…
There…Our of nowhere…Piza’s sister came…Her name is Tizy…
Piza’s mother and Piza told her not to do that stuffs anymore…
Tizy was a bit upset tho…but yeah…that was her fault…
she wondered around too much then she lost her way back…
We hurried ourselves to Duxton Hotel…Then this big Chinese dude came to us
He was the taxi driver…haha… He was worried sick about this lateness…
there…at infront of the Duxton Hotel…I said goodbye to Piza…
said take care of him…and we would meet again…someday…somewhere..

5 Things About ME

Filed under: Uncategorized — Tags: — noenam @ 5:48 am

aight then…here goes
1.i rather collect more soccer shoes than walking shoes…
yes…when indo people were busy buying Onitsuka Tiger i was busy looking at catalogue
from sports.co, looking at new arrivals of soccer shoes and soccer equipment…
crazy as it is but it is true…

2.i have a strict matter about punctuality…
when you make an appointment with me…lets say its 6 pm…okay…i’ll be ready waiting for you at least 10 minutes before the appointment time…okay…so i am there…ready at 5.50pm….and i hate it when people say that they are near and saying that just wait for just another while…but the fact you are still far away and you just giving me hope that you would be quick…ah..you bloody annoying people….
oh yes…if you do are late than gimme a call saying that you would be late way before the meeting time…i do really appreciate that rather than you say you are near but the fact you are NOT


3.i do hate people overjudge me…

yes…several times…these stupid people…often i’ve heard some people saying “hey…lo kenapa ga ngomong pake bahasa indo aja sih lo???sok gaya banget sih lo!!” in English that would be translated as “hey why dont you speak with indo since he/she is indo too..u wanna show off or what??”
Man…that is freaking rude…first of all…to tell ya the truth my mother tounge is English btw…i couldnt speak indo while i was a kid okay…you can ask Tyas if you freaking faggots dont believe me…i just wanna say thanks to Jaka, Mita, Kriz , Farrah and the others for appreciating it.

4. i talk too much on my mobile…
thats true…whenever i am bored, i’d like a company from someone…that is why god or mr.Nokia created mobile phone….yes…i call people too much…thats why i use the Vodafone Maxi Cap…just pay $79 to get $500 worth of credit…hahaha…and when you use the $79 maxi cap you have 30 mins IDD call…thanks Vodafone

5. i am moody
true…cant complain and cant deny it…and its just when i dont feel like it…dont force me…i’d be a one grumpy old lady.

yeah thats it…perhaps it is a bit off from what Jez asked me to do…haha…i complain too much about it…hahaha
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just one more thing to add on…hey Anto…be strong man…i know life is full of ups and downs… but you know what???life goes on…come on man…cheer up…how about a coffee yeah??at Orange?? how is that sounds???i think it sounds fantastic…

i do really love when people that read my blog can spare some time to write comments on it…i would really appreciate it…unless you are very busy like Donald Trump and Bill Gates alltogether then i forgive you…thx

If It Is Meant To Be

Filed under: Uncategorized — Tags: — noenam @ 5:46 am

fate?

destiny?

love?

some people says that these stuffs have been arranged by God

accidents?

failure?

some people says that these shits have their own reason..

well…a friend of mine, Kriz once put his nickname on his MSN as

“everything has NO reason such as my ankle”

yes…he just twisted his ankle whilst playing soccer last couple of days…

i am not being a sarcastic atheist saying that God has no influences in life..

nah…i would never say that..

but what i would like to point is that everything can change in a split second if we could just try harder…

i am not saying that i am perfect and i have a good life…

i bet everybody has their own little secret…

their own lies..

own tricks…

come on…just face it…we are just a small human beings in this whole universe..

we are nothing without our parents

we are nothing without our friends

we are nothing without our lover…

hard work would get us anywhere that we thought we can only dream of…

a wise man once said to me that a knowledge without religion it is like a sword without its handle..you can not control it…and you would most likely to use your knowledge to create bad and destructive creations…

but a religion without knowledge it is like a sword that has no sharpo edge and only the handle…you can do nothing…you can only get nowhere…you can not realize your dreams…

anything in this world has their own fair balance…

ying and yang?

good and bad?

heaven and hell?

right and left?

up and down?

this world is balance.

i dont believe when people gossips around and says bad things about other person

what i believe, eventhough that person might have a bad reputation of something but i believe that there some good sides about that person.

there is no way a person is a 100% full sick person with an attitude of satan.

even Darth Vader was a good bloke wasnt he?until he turned to the bad side…

karma?

what goes around must come around

it is up to you to believe that…

what i believe is that what you do is what you get…

take example like a flower seed.

if you dont take care of it and neglect it all the times i bet the flower would grow like shit

but if you take care of it, it would be the freshest flower you would ever seen.

i sometimes confuse about all those people who thinks that money would buy happiness…

i also sometimes confuse about those people who show off their bling blings but its from their parent’s money…

come on lads…

lemme tell ya something…i never felt so happy when i can go shopping or buy something for my mom with my own money from my work…that is one of my happiest moment ever…you can ask your mates that has work and ask them how happy they are when it is pay day…

woahh…i sure do put alot of my thoughts in here…

well…i better get what to what i am suppose to do..(errr playing winning eleven)

hope i can hear some of your comments and thoughts as well…

write some comments will ya…

thanks for reading it…cya

Old Tunes

Filed under: Uncategorized — Tags: , , — noenam @ 5:45 am

I have been tracing back the journey in my life…
this is my blog…
this is me…

think of it now..
about your age…
about what you achieve now…
about the path that you are walking on now…

Am I on the right track?
Is this me?
Is this really what I want?
Can I do anything else?
Can I do anything better??

I have been reading a book called “Doa orang-orang sukses” by Prof. Dr. Deddy Mulyana, M.A.
A Piece of it…Page 32.

“While Umar Bin Khattab was travelling to Syam, heard news that there were some disease spreading. After hearing the news, Umar bin Khattab cancelled the travel and headed back to Madinah. Seeing this judgement, Abu Ubaidah asked ‘Are you running from God’s fate?’. Umar replied ‘Yes, I am running from God’s fate to achieve the other fate’”

the conclusion is that we have to believe that God had organized our fate but we have to always believe that we can do better. we can always change the future if we really try.

“… God would not change the conditions of a community if they do not want to change within themselves. And if God want badness happens in the community, no one can reject it at all. There is no one would protect the except God” (Q.S. Ar-Ra’du 13: 11)

so…it is say that if you want to make changes in your life, you have to check with yourself..
Do not blame others for your own mistakes…

Mom always use an analogy of planting a plant…
first from the seed..
if you always check your plant, give them water, give them enough sun..
soon you will give a nice, sweet juice fruit from the plant from your hard work…
but
if you neglect the plant. never check it out…
soon you will get nothing and even the plants would die…and you are left with nothing…

just remember for always to work hard…
and never give up…
and always pray to God…

Insyaallah..
you will achieve what you thought you can never be or achieve…

You Beauty

Filed under: Uncategorized — Tags: , — noenam @ 5:44 am

Seriously, What is beauty anyway?

“Beauty is commonly defined as a characteristic present in a place, person, object or idea that provides a perceptual experience of pleasure, meaning or satisfaction to the mind or to the eyes, arising from the manifestations such as shape, color, personality, sound, design or rhythm” (Wikipedia, 2007)

Does beauty is a characteristic? Then beauty would have different meaning towards different people.

It really depends on how you see it!

As Carl Denham see King Kong fell from the tall building but yet still saving Ann Darrow. As Carl Denham said in the end of the movie “Nope, it is the beauty that kills him.”

How much effort do you put to save your true beauty?

Like I said, different people would have different ideas towards beauty.

A soccer fan would have set their eyes on the beautiful game of soccer everytime World Cup is on TV but yet a cricket fanatic would care less and vice versa.

What is beauty?

I think that most people sometimes bit ignorant towards what is beautiful in this life.

I believe they are 4 things that are beautiful in this life.
1. God and the religion. I know I sound like some sorta evangelist but it is true that religion gives you direction in your path of life. As Matisyahu, the famous Rabbi singer once put in the lyric “Hashem rays fire blaze burn bright and I believe. Out of darkness come light, twilight unto the heights. Crown heights burning up all through till midnight. Said thank you to my God, now I finally got it right”
2. Family. Yes, who could have ever survived without them. Especially Mom. I love you Mom.
3. Mates. These are the people who I go to whenever I am down and they always lift my spirits up.
4. Soccer. The game of the world. I thank God in creating this game.

These are the things that I have been blessed with. I do really think that there many other beauties than these.

Have you been grateful with all the beauty that you have in this world?
Even as simple as H20. Yes! Water.

Have you ever said thank you when you drink a glass of water?
Dont you know that almost 90% of the human body is water?
Have you ever taken a long bath and using heaps of water and then you know that there are some people that are struggling to drink clean water?

I do believe in Karma. When you are grateful of something, then those good things would come back to you and even in greater amount.

So be grateful, and enjoy the beauty of this world even the smallest thing.

Superheroes

Filed under: Uncategorized — Tags: — noenam @ 5:41 am

i’ve been wondering too much lately..

including about these superheroes which you can see in comic books, or in the cinema such as superman, spiderman, etc..

as we can see that these superheroes has something which is makes them super in a way which is their ability to have extraordinary skills that no normal human can do..

example give, spiderman..he has the ability of having the spider ability such as the web and his ability to sling from one building to another..

but what else do these typical superheroes has in common..

they all have their human id…

like superman aka Clark Kent

like Spiderman aka Peter Parker

Clark Kent works in some lousy offices and been describe as weak guy that really just into himself..

Peter Parker is almost a like with Clark Kent. Peter Parker is viewed as a weak person that works in the crummy newspaper’s company..

why these superheroes hide their identity as normal humans?it is clearly its for their own protection towards their own true identity..but why as weak person??

i really think that these superheroes are thinking that humans are that weak, therefore they need to disguise themselves in the weak human community..

honestly, i’ve never heard any superheroes that has cool identities…

like Clark Kent..he has to save up Lois Lane from his villain while trying to hide his identity..and so does Peter Parker…i just think that these kinds of superheroes are damn liar and too afraid and commitment

i think that they want to protect their love ones but yet actually they are protecting themselves. they thought it can be better if they hide the truth..but yet the truth is something that you can hide it..sooner or later, your love ones will find out…

this is just too annoying…why not like those fantastic four??too have their own lives and yet they are saving the world…so they are not hurting anyone that they love..toche’ my friend

so basically, never lie to your spouses in any circumstances..or yet prepare to get your consequences and the oblivion of your relationship

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