Temporary death

the other day when i was flippin thru the papers, i saw dis article bout some death therapy dey called where dey actually put u inside the coffin and bury u under the ground for a few minutes let u experience wat it feels like when u die. Suprisingly, dis happens in S.Korea and dey pay thousands for it and it was touted dat dis kinda of therapy will actually make the person realize and recall bout wat truly means to them in their life, redirecting their purpose in their life to the true goals, and giving them a sense of purpose in life.

Naturally, i find it quite true for me. Its only always when we lost sth dat we finally recollect all the memories of it, reminiscing at how we used to enjoy it so much, lookin back in guilt at how we should not have done it, and the list goes. Sometimes, i shud say always we are just ignorant to what we have tat we take it for granted not until the moment it strikes us dat their loss actually made us feel so empty. Believe it or not, its natural for us to be obsessed with certain things at times dat we actually got confused over wat is imporant and should be prioritized over others. Its all too common. the least we can do is just spend a moment or two to actually muse over what happened for the past few years and wat brought us here today.

Huhu !!!

Huh~!!!

exams are finally over, holidays are rolling in and the next thing i know its chinese new year.

ironic as it sounds, i came back right after my exams and i got stucked in an one hour jam banging my head on the steering wheel macam sohai. so many roads were closed, and dis mean more n more n more n more jam.

B O R I N G ~!!!!

i was thinkin bout why im soo not xcited although my exams are over while im stucked in the jam, i finally found out why. i guess its only natural to feel so. ahhh!! now im confused with what im saying, geesh. i shud go and take my nap now.

oh no!! i need to paint my room *keat scurries away*

wat's jiwang?!

All the while i tot jiwang means emo, not until my fren told me being jiwang means being romantic. and i told my buddy who used dis jiwang word as if it is his mantra. he kantoi me saying dat jiwang is emo because when ur romantic, u feel sad, and when ur sad ur emo. but there he goes with his cerita jiwang. miss fatty miss fatty. wukaka!!!

Kelahiran Blog ku yg tersayang

Was thinkin of blogging since last year, but nvr really took the initiative; not until mishan told me bout my old blog and i found it suprisingly funny. Guess bloggin can kurangkan kejiwangan by laughing at ur old entries. wuu wuu wuu !!! and the boringness sfifling me, guessed all the more reasons to repek on my 2 cents blog to waste time. Wukaka !!! Jom semangat berblog !!