Ancient Eternity

thinking of that tune that drowns
from deep within you and me
has now forever seen the other bright lit sky

now forever crossing your path
without a dream is a forever seen
lifestyle for me to achieve

breaking the silence of us
has now caused the mess
in between the ginormous wall
of undefined eternity of gladness

forever will i stand here
hoping this unedited message from you
and the universe doesn't go missing
in the silence of the night

carrying the weight of sacrifices victim
has now changed the point of ego
from this bright yellow pages of your eternity

free them i shall forever foresee the new beginning for you
free them and i will take you as my hold and forever shall i save you
free them and i will help them , those that you have changed and killed to your liking

Gibberish

prancing around in my tiny lil short skirt feeling the breeze
zoomed down staring at the dew which sparks the morning glow
lied on my back starring at the big blue sky
smelling the grass that i am lying on oh so wonderful

*drop*

Oh..

*drop*

*stare*

*smile*

*breath*

Ah, droplets of tears from the sky

*wusch*

i want to stay and feel it more
the more the better
the more i drown without anyone to notice this

Now , soaking wet
i still stare at you getting gloomier but much more perfect
more than i could ever ask for
more extraordinary than ever
how could you evolve in such a way that i cant even imagine
how could i still lay here looking at you
i want to be able to be right there on you

I always imagine you being ever so soft
so light leaving me hanging by your fluffiness..
i never want my head to stop imagining you
i never want to stop i never do
i want you there
i want you here

Now as i continue to drown in your tears i feel joy overpowering me
feeling you protecting me more than i could ask for
Now sitting here , still , staring at you is making me flutter deep down inside
as i sit here closing my eyes hoping and wishing

*OH MY OH MY OH MY*

that i am right beside you now...

lives ocean

getting so tied up with my feelings that gets lost in all its translation never do i need an answer till knots started building the tension now not being aware its causing disruption in the eyes of passer by..

taking that simple unexplainable step
leaping hing soaring rage above the sky
facing the vigrousness of the unfaceable
jumping with leaps of joy and frustration
never ending the story that once began to take control of the scary lil phase this life stages are more agony than anything else..

drifting this endless ocean of pride like lion king i feel... i feel like leading a pride with no shame and walk into the middle of no where without feeling anything at all i want to be able to break free of this wonderful sweet escape called life then i wont have to feel the endless devotion of life's surroundings that gives in to all things there is to it..

AWAY

now you are matter of my memory.. i left something i wish to not let go.. want it to be ok but things seem to have had change now the light is at the other corner of it all

"Knowing ain't that fun, that's why i don't want to know i want to keep guessing but knowing is fun when i know you know but really don't know"

Now here is where i will stand till the truth is out for you and i to know all there is to it
Away now i will stand for a new frightening newer beginning with a statue of you and me

damn them...

nyeg nyeg... tired owedy...
was out today.. with both my brother's ... Nic + BF... Ethan .. Zak... kuakuakua...
Movie !! was awesome... WALL- E is uber uber uber good!!! yaya!!! haha
Lepaked at KLCC... went to sungai wang.. did some stuff.. and left back to KLCC.... but was
frustrated with the cabbie's in K.L!!!! IGNORANT FOOLS.... MY GOD ...!!!
Money seems to be the first thing on their mind...
they were charging as if they owend the freaking road...
i know we were at the mids of town but still ... stupidity of the malaysian cabbies...!!
arrrggghhh..... nak bunuh pun ada... why isnt there any complains on them...??
or are there but no one seems to care about it cz it cant be monitered??/
we as humans should look into it... and make sure we don't layan these cabbies.... GOD!!!

Teera Zameen Par

Second time watching this movie.... AWESOME i tell you...
THIS IS THE BEST HINDI MOVIE I HAVE EVER CAME ACROSS WITH...
i advice everyone to watch it...
and those weepers are encouraged to watch this movie with a box of tissue.. haha

here is a link to the movie site

http://www.taarezameenpar.com/

it is a really good movie for everyone to watch...
the songs are damn nice and amusing and meaningful

here are two of my favorite songs from the movie









Synopsis:

Ishaan Awasthi is an eight-year-old whose world is filled with wonders that no one else seems to appreciate; colours, fish, dogs and kites are just not important in the world of adults, who are much more interested in things like homework, marks and neatness. And Ishaan just cannot seem to get anything right in class.

When he gets into far more trouble than his parents can handle, he is packed off to a boarding school to ‘be disciplined’. Things are no different at his new school, and Ishaan has to contend with the added trauma of separation from his family.

One day a new art teacher bursts onto the scene, Ram Shankar Nikumbh, who infects the students with joy and optimism. He breaks all the rules of ‘how things are done’ by asking them to think, dream and imagine, and all the children respond with enthusiasm, all except Ishaan. Nikumbh soon realizes that Ishaan is very unhappy, and he sets out to discover why. With time, patience and care, he ultimately helps Ishaan find himself.

Christian the Lion...

I could not do anything but weep when u started reading and watching this...
if you are too MALAS to read it.... just watch all 3 of this videos..!!!

By VICTORIA MOORE

He travelled by Bentley, ate in fine London restaurants and spent his days lounging in a furniture shop. The story of Christian the pet lion - and his eventual release into the wild - is as moving as it is incredible.

The furniture shop was on the King's Road in London. It sold tables, wardrobes, chairs and desks - but anybody peering through its plate-glass window on a Sunday might have noticed something rather more unusual.

Amid all the pine and oak, stretched out languidly on a bench, there was a lion. And it wasn't stuffed.

"Christian used to lie beside me while I did the accounts at weekends," remembers Jennifer Mary Taylor, who worked there.

"And every so often, if I'd ignored him for too long, he'd sock me across the head with one of his great big paws.

"He was very loving and affectionate - he liked to stand and put his paws on your shoulders. But he was...", she pauses. "I mean, he was a lion. Does that sound silly?"

Christian the lion (named by someone with a Biblical sense of humour) arrived in Chelsea at a time when the King's Road - home to Mick Jagger - was the very heart of the Swinging Sixties.

For a year, the Big Cat was part of it all, cruising the streets in the back of a Bentley, popping in for lunch at Casserole, a local restaurant, even posing for a Biba fashion advert.

Christian enjoyed living in swinging London

Christian enjoyed living in swinging London




He eventually grew too big to be kept as a pet and was taken to Kenya, where he was rehabilitated into the wild by the 'Lion Man', George Adamson.

Now, his story is to be told in a new book, written by the Australian John Rendall who, along with his friend Ace Berg, bought Christian from Harrods in 1969.

So what possessed them to buy a lion cub in the first place?

"A friend had been to the 'exotic animals' department at Harrods and announced, rather grandly, that she wanted a camel," says Rendall.

"To which the manager very coolly replied: 'One hump or two, madam?'

"Ace and I thought this was the most sophisticated repartee we'd ever heard, so we went along to check it out - and there, in a small cage, was a gorgeous little lion cub. We were shocked. We looked at each other and said something's got to be done about that."

Harrods, it turned out, was also quite keen to be rid of Christian, who had escaped one night, sneaked into the neighbouring carpet department - then in the throes of a sale of goatskin rugs - and wreaked havoc.

The store, which had acquired the cub from Ilfracombe zoo, happily agreed to part with him for 250 guineas. So began Christian's year as an urban lion. Today, it would be unthinkable for a shop to take such a cavalier attitude towards selling exotic animals (though Harrods did, at least, provide Ace and Rendall with diet sheets).

And it is hard to imagine either the animal rights lobby or any local council condoning a shop as a suitable habitat for a lion. But, back then, no one minded at all.

Christian was given his own living quarters (and a very large kitty-litter tray, which he used unfailingly) in the basement of the appropriately named Sophistocat furniture shop.

"He had a beautiful musky smell that was very distinct," says Rendall. "But he was clean."

The vicar of the Moravian Chapel nearby was approached to allow Christian the run of the graveyard, and every day he was taken there to roar around and play football.

Once, when he was brought along to a seaside picnic, he dipped his toes reluctantly in the water and intimated with a shudder that it was disagreeably cold. But he was eventually persuaded to swim in the English Channel.

"He was a lot of work," says Rendall. "It took all four of us - me, my then girlfriend Jennifer Mary, Ace Berg and an actress called Unity Jones - to look after him.

"He also ate a lot, four meals (two liquid, two solid) plus supplements every day, which cost about �30 a week - a lot of money back then."

He pauses, then adds, "And he had a very good sense of humour."

Really?

"Oh yes. Sometimes, he'd see people staring at him through the back window of the car, keep very still on purpose - and then, just when they were convinced he was a stuffed toy, he would very slowly turn his head and freak them out."



Everyone loved Christian and he became a popular local figure. In 1970, when Chelsea beat Leeds in the FA Cup Final, Sophistocat received a call from a policeman, 'The football fans are going to be boisterous, so you'd better get your bloody lion out of the window or they'll smash it in,' he warned.

Christian himself was beautifully behaved, and though he never hurt anyone, you underestimated his strength at your peril.

Jennifer Mary remembers taking a friend to see him, "after I'd had one or two glasses of wine -and when he put his paws on my shoulders, one of them slipped, his claw caught my dress and he pulled the whole front of it off."

He grew and grew - from 35lb when he first arrived to a rather more serious and imposing 185lb a year later - and he was beginning to acquire a mane that made him look more fearsome.

He clearly could not stay with his two young owners forever.

His future was decided by a chance encounter - when the actors Bill Travers and Virginia McKenna walked into the shop to buy a pine desk.

They had recently starred in the film Born Free, which tells the true story of the wildlife conservationist George Adamson and his wife Joy, who raised a lion cub called Elsa in Kenya then rehabilitated it into the wild.

And they immediately suggested that Adamson might be able to help.

Certainly, the conservationist was intrigued by the challenge of introducing a King's Road lion to the wilds of Africa.

"But," he warned, "you must be prepared for this not to work. Elsa was born in Africa and she knew its smells. Taking a British-born lion, whose parents were also raised in captivity, is going to be a very different thing."

Christian was flown to Kenya in a specially-made crate emblazoned with the words, 'East African Airways. London-Nairobi. Christian - male lion, 12 months'. John and Ace went with him.

"I think George Adamson got quite a shock when he met us," says Rendall. "Straight from the King's Road, in all our gear - flares from Granny Takes A Trip, and with hair everywhere.

"We looked rather different from everyone else in Nairobi. But then so did Christian. He'd come from winter in England, so had a very thick coat - he was almost as hairy as we were."

Adamson wanted to drive straight to the Kora Reserve, close to the Tana river, where there was no human habitation. This, he felt, would be the ideal spot to build a camp.

Because lions live and hunt in prides, and it is hard to impose a new male on an existing one, the plan was to introduce Christian into the wild in tandem with Boy, one of the tame beasts who had starred in Born Free.

Together, they would form the nucleus of a new pride - and the whole project would be funded by a TV programme.

Christian was marshalled into the back of a Land Rover, with straw on the floor and chicken-wire separating him from his friends on the front seat. It was all rather confusing for a lion accustomed to the butter-soft leather of a Bentley. And he was hot. And dusty. And confused.

Not long into the journey, Rendall ventured, "Mr Adamson, he needs to go to the loo."

Adamson was impatient.

"We're miles from anywhere. If we stop here and he runs away, we will never, ever catch him."

"Mr Adamson," promised Rendall, "that is not going to happen."

The great Lion Man turned his head, sucked on his pipe and pulled over on the dirt road.

Rendall opened the back of the car, and Christian jumped out to take his first real steps on African soil.

To his evident disgust, it was prickly and hot. He clearly didn't like it one bit.

Rendall picks up the story, "So he went tip-toeing along and went to the loo.

Considerably. Then he looked around and I said, 'OK, come on, back in,' pointed back at the car - and in he jumped.

"I got back in the car, too, shut the door and George Adamson turned round and said to me, 'That is quite remarkable. You may call me George.'"

Kora, an area that now has National Park status, lies about 220 miles to the north-east of Nairobi. The scenery is rugged - densely packed with knotty thorn bushes, with just a narrow corridor of greenery that follows the course of the Tana river.

And so Christian arrived at the camp, which Adamson's brother had built from macuti - palm fronds - chicken-wire and mud.

Here is a video of Christian and John hugging

The conservationist went off again and returned a couple of days later with Boy, the lion from Born Free.

At that time, Boy was very fragile, as his shoulder had been shattered in a nasty encounter with a buffalo. But he was the first fully-grown lion that Christian had seen since leaving Ilfracombe zoo as a cub.

The first meeting was explosive. Normal lion protocol dictates that the younger male should be subservient to the dominant male.

But Christian, more schooled in Sloane than feline etiquette, sashayed fearlessly towards Boy.

Fortunately, Christian and Boy, though in adjacent compounds, were separated by a wire fence. In fury at the perceived slight, Boy flung himself against it - until Christian, suddenly realising his faux pas, slunk away with his belly close to the ground.

This process was repeated over and over again until Adamson felt confident enough to allow the pair to meet without the safety barrier of the fence.

"First, Boy left his compound," recalls Rendall. "Then Christian went out to meet him.

"Boy took one look - and he clobbered him. Christian didn't fight back. He rolled over on his back. That went on for day after day, until Boy was obviously satisfied that Christian knew who was boss - and they became totally inseparable."

Adamson had also acquired a female lion cub, Katania, to add to the pride, and she seemed to act as an intermediary between the two males.

Each day, the three lions would go out for a walk in the bush, Boy first, Katania in the middle, then Christian - with Adamson, carrying a rifle in case he needed to scare anything off, at the rear.

For Christian, there were some tricky moments, such as the time he spied a rhino and tried to stalk it, only for the beast to hurl him through the air in a cloud of dust.

"I saw Boy turn and look at Christian," says Rendall. "There was a look on his face, as if to say: 'You absolute fool. What a howler of a blunder.'"

Slowly, progress was made. The biggest threat to Christian and Boy were the wild lions that stalked the reserve, which Boy was fighting to establish as his territory.

Then, one day, there was a tragedy that caused the whole project to be called into question. A chef called Stanley had left the safety of the compound to look for wild honey. He hadn't realised Boy was nearby, and when he saw him, he tried to flee.

Running away was the worst action he could have taken. Adamson, hearing Stanley's screams, came running and shot Boy through the heart - but it was too late. Stanley had been bitten through the jugular and died an hour later.

The outcry that followed almost brought the lion project to a halt, but Adamson found some support for his work among other conservationists, dug in his heels and carried on.

John Rendall and Ace Berg continued to make sporadic visits to Kenya, but mostly they followed Christian's adventures from afar.

Finally, in 1974, George Adamson wrote to say that the pride was self-sufficient. Christian was defending it. There was a litter of cubs. They were feeding themselves and rarely returned to camp.

The King's Road lion had finally adapted to the wild.

This was a bittersweet moment for all concerned. Rendall and Ace decided to travel to Kora one last time, in the hope of being able to say goodbye, though Adamson warned them that it would almost certainly be a wasted mission.

"Christian hasn't been here for nine months. We have no reason to think he's dead - there have been no reports of lions poached or killed. But he may never come back," he said.

Rendall recalls, "We said: 'OK. We appreciate that, but we'll come anyway and see you.'"

They flew to Nairobi then took a small plane to the camp in Kora, where Adamson came out to meet them.

"Christian arrived last night, " he said simply. "He's here with his lionesses and his cubs. He's outside the camp on his favourite rock. He's waiting for you."

Adamson and his wife Joy often talked about the mysterious, apparently telepathic communication skills of lions - particularly between lions and men.

Both believed that lions were possessed of a sixth sense and George was convinced that a scientific explanation would one day be found.

And here, it seemed, was the proof.

"Christian stared at us in a very intense way," says Rendall. "I knew his expressions and I could see he was interested. We called him and he stood up and started to walk towards us very slowly.

"Then, as if he had become convinced it was us, he ran towards us, threw himself on to us, knocked us over, knocked George over and hugged us, like he used to, with his paws on our shoulders.

"Everyone was crying. We were crying, George was crying, even the lion was nearly crying."

"The lionesses were far from pleased. There was a lot of growling and spitting," continues Rendall.

"'George said: 'This isn't safe - we'd better go.' So we each put a hand on Christian's back and he walked with us back to camp."

The reunion party went on all night and into the morning. Leaving his exhausted companions to go to their beds, Christian returned to his pride.

"We watched him go back to the two lionesses, who were not at all happy with this man, smelling of nicotine, whisky and humans," says Rendall.

"He just walloped the two of them with his paw, then collapsed."

And that was the last anyone ever saw of him.

For the next 14 years, George Adamson remained at Kora, rehabilitating several other lions and ignoring warnings from the authorities, who did not consider it safe for him to stay.

Then, in 1989, he was ambushed and murdered by bandits.

He died with a gun in his hand and, in accordance with his wishes, was buried at Kora.

Following his death, his supporters formed the George Adamson Wildlife Preservation Trust, which now does work in Kora as well as in Tanzania, where it is reintroducing the endangered black rhino and hunting dog.

The trust's chief aim is keep alive Adamson's dream of a place where animals can roam free - a fitting epitaph not just for the great conservationist but also for the lion who once lived in Chelsea.

twilight saga

after the storm

haih... last day of school today ... insane i tell u INSANE!!!!!! everyone was fun today ... i was high as soon as i got to school... i was in school compound at 6:30am... which is very the unusual for me... i usually reach school at 7:15am @ 7:20am... hahaha... i love breaking the stupid given rules...
wait... the reason i was in school early is because we had to perform today....

Ok before all the weird stuff... hehe ... Desshy*UDESH* took out his jippa*indian traditional baju* out of his bag i looked at it and was like WOW!!!! BESARNYE!!!
so since it was really early in the morning.. well why not right...
i wore it over my tshirt... but before that i have to tell you i had a singlet underneath...!!
haha... i looked as if i was the SANDMAN or may i correct myself the SANDWOMEN!!!
so i was walking around in it haha... very bodohly... IMAGINE I DID NOT HAVE ANY ARMS!!!
hehe.... they even said it looked like those shoulin movies with the weird scary womens who would fly across the room doing ninja-ish stuff
ok then lim came along and he took out his shirt out of his bag and this time it was a jersey.. hahaha...
ok now i need you to imagine this a singlet*ok not necessary but ya* a normal collared tshirt on top , a jippa on top. that covered the whole of me... topped of with a CHELSEA jersey...
i looked so retarded!! wusch!!!
this was in front my classroom... and my class room is at the bottom floor... i walked from my classroom all the way to the canteen it that... hahah!!!
and then this other part of today!!

i was in this MINI SKETCH & DIKIR BARAT.... the sketch was about perpaduan kaum... and the dikir barat we sang eh wau bulan... hahaha how to not love that song... hehahahahehaheh...
after we performed this two ... ran backstage to help the SEWANG dancers.. wuw!! during the competition they looked awesome and really scary !!! but today they had to wear their tudung and all therefore they dint look that great.... but the dance was still awesome ... a creepy old lady singing in the track which i still don't understand why everyone was laughing... but their dance wasn't really appreciated by everyone... they liked it but they did not understand it...

Ok then all the performers were called on stage to sing "KERANAMU MALAYSIA" everyone was on stage but stood far far back.. then i pun pelik la.. so i went in front and then finally everyone moved ... hahah.... then they started jumping and pushing n screaming.. haha ...
dang funny!!! you cant help but laugh... dang it was awesome!!!
it was a good day today..

a good way to begin out miserable holiday!!! haihs...

my 100th post

happy 100 post to my freaking blog!!!!!

I AM VERY FAT NOW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

haihs.....
today i woke up and went to my mom's room found the weighing machine...
or device you would call it or whatever it is... steped on it...
i already knew ... haihs... i put on weight... *sobsob*
i assume its all from the eating and baking and eating haihs...
it doesnt really mater if it is like one kg or smthing like that but
its 7 pounds....
got to stop but will still make them... hahahahhahahaha
been down a bit... wait before that lemme say something















i am very the
FAT FAT FAT FAT FAT FAT FAT FAT FAT FAT!! !!!!!!










sob sob...
but this is getting me in the mood to bake lar... adui...

bleggh...

if i were to stand here and wait here until you come would i be disappointed
you told me i don't deserve anyone but you cause of what we have been through

step back and set me free high above the ground
take me up up high above the ground
leave me and set me free/down and i will stand on my own

if it takes more than patience than i am a goner
nothing will be standing no more
maybe a cup of coffee or two would work
if it all falls than a heart beat could turn stale

bing bang boom!!
there goes the boom
after all this time it ain't going to last
boom bang bing
all the perfect bliss
as the time crosses
we see the idiotic grin
bang boom bing
thank you for the perfect timing
as it is as useful as the sky high clouds

i baked... again..

well the tiny muffins were last week.. hehe they were fun to make

this was made today
pretty not bad...
my first time baking chocolate moist cake

lame lame lame

What did the painter say to her boyfriend?
"I love you with all my art!"

What does a man who loves his car do on February 14?
He gives it a valenshine!

What did the man with the broken leg say to his nurse?
"I've got a crutch on you!"

Did you hear about the romance in the tropical fish tank?
It was a case of guppy love.

What do you call two birds in love?
Tweethearts!

What do you call a very small valentine?
A valentiny!

What did Frankenstein say to his girlfriend?
"Be my valenstein!"

Why did the stupid boy put clothes on the valentines he was sending?
Because they needed to be ad-dressed!

Why is Valentine's Day the best day for a celebration?
Because you can really party hearty!

What did one oar say to the other?
"Can I interest you in a little row-mance?"

What happened when the man fell in love with his garden?
It made him wed his plants!

What happened when the two angels got married?
They lived harpily ever after!

Why should you send your sweetie a valentine?
Because you always heart the one you love!

Another survey

Q: Been arrested?

~ nopes..

.

Q: Been searched?

~ searched?? me?? i wish

.

Q: Been suspended from school?

~ haven't.. waiting for the letter

.

Q: Sat on a roof top?

~ i want to...

.

Q: Broken a bone?

~ nopes..

.

Q: Have shaved your head?

~ would love to try

.

Q: Played a prank on someone?

~ everyday??

.

Q: Had/have a gym membership?

~ waiting..

Q: Shot a gun?

~ bang bang boom boom

.

Q: Donated Blood?

~ love to but i would faint

.

______________________________

LAST PERSON YOU

.

1 You hung out with?

~ now.. wit my mom

.

2 Last person that you texted?

~ chris... haihs...

.

3 You were in a car with?

~ dad and bros

.

4 Went to the movies with

~ mich kuhe atthi jon zak...

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5 Went to the mall with?

~ mich kuhe atthi jon zak... nic kevin...

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6 Person you talked on the phone with?

~ zak

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7 Person that called you?

~ zak

.

8 You messaged on friendster?

~ no one

.

9 You talked to?

~ mom

_______________________________________

WOULD YOU??

.

1 Eat or drink?

~ drink

.

2 Be serious or be funny?

~ both

.

3 Drink whole milk or skimmed milk?

~ whole please but i dun like mil

.

4 Die in a fire or die getting shot?

~ shot!!

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5 Go to the bar or to the beach

~ bar on a beach.. haha

_____________________________________

ANSWER TRUTHFULLY

1 Sun or moon??

~ moon

2 Winter or fall?

~ winter + fall

3 Left or right??
~left

4 Black and white or colored?

~ coloured

5 Where do you live?

~ on earth

6 Do you wanna get married?

~ when i have finished college and have a stable job

7 What is on your mind?

~ stupid survey

8 Do you twirl your spaghetti or cut it?

~ twirl...

_____________________________

IN THE LAST WEEK HAVE YOU

1 Kissed someone?

~ shalla lalala mine oh mine dont be shy... can you hear it *kiss that girl lil mermaid*

2 Been hugged by someone?

~ yeszir

3 Been poked by someone?

~ heapz!!