Am i proud or what!?

Malaysia, oh Malaysia.

Most of the times we lose sight on how awesome our country is.
not talking about politics and crap and all that.

sure.. it’s a bittersweet thing but you can’t run from the fact that i’m born Malaysian.

I found this funny but reading it halfway, i felt a pinch in me saying that is just not right.
Other than trying to make a difference, we have people bad mouthing and being all ass about it.

http://uncyclopedia.wikia.com/wiki/Malaysia

i know it’s a site that i should not take or be serious about, but it’s pretty sad what they wrote and made fun of about Malaysia. it’s not a joke no more, it’s really under the belt.

I’m just so bothered on what they wrote on Malaysia, to a point i’m disgusted with the person who wrote it.

why can’t we just pray for our country? why can’t we just bless our leaders?
i think it’s messed up because we keep on cursing it.

Just praying for righteousness in all of this.
One day, maybe one day.

¹¹ Light is shed upon the righteous
and joy on the upright in heart.

- Psalms 97:11

just righteousness.

 

Darker the berry, sweeter is the wine.

Been listening back to a wide array of “Unplayed” and “Forgotten” songs on my Itunes.
Been trying to get my mind set back on Actsperiment 3.0
Been Looking for good ways and even more effective ways to record stuff.
Been reading up on studio acoustics to prepared for the new studio.

Been this, been that.

had some awesome update cooked up. but yeah. as usual. i keep it in.

 

 

You’re a needle girl
In a haystack world
We are right now

You breath it in
The highs and lows
We call it living

In this needle and haystack life
I’ve found miracles there in your eyes
It’s no accident we’re here tonight
We are once in a lifetime
Oh, oh

-Needle and Haystack life
Switchfoot

 

 

We’re singing la la la, du du du du.

The Glow in the mist, the midnight air clinging onto you.

Never felt this for ages! refreshing one would say.
away from the urban lights and city stains.
Despite cold rains and thunder storms happening everywhere, it felt like a clear day up there.

No stars could be seen though, but it’s alright.

 ”Finally my hoodie can keep me warm and cool at the same time” I joked.

Apart from the hot chocolates and Dino Jokes, it was awesome time spent.
Yeah yeah, Itouch and Laptops makes everyone anti-social.
i had fun.

Took a breath and went home that night. 

 

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Got up late, but i still made it for pre-production for “Have Your Way” for Actsperiment 3.0

 

Enjoy the photofest. heh.

 

You just not ready baby, this too shall pass.

 

Can’t wait till i get to do it again!

 

Dear Lord, i thank you for Rock.

It seems we’re fearfully made and designed.
But it’s a shame we can be so blind.

We’re all the same,
made of hair and bones and water and blood cells.
We’re all to blame,
for spending way too much time on ourselves.

-Abracadavers
The Classic Crime

This brings the whole new meaning to the verse that says that we are wonderful and fearfully made.

what does it mean to be “fearfully” made?
I’m just amazed when i read this.

Just makes you stand in awe and wowed.

 

I Wonder.

“Some choices we live not only once but a thousand times over, remembering them for the rest of our lives.”

Richard Bach

 

Hello.

Matter of time i found myself again.
great just loving what i’ve been doing all this while..

never felt so alive last sunday when i played the drums.
despite having to play some songs again cause Elder was late rushing back from Cyber.
I gave my all.

I really did, i gave my all.

“Were you the drummer just now? just wanted to say good job and i’m blessed just watching you enjoy what you do.”

an uncle told me this when he came up to me and shake my hand.

“I wonder how you can tahan so long playing the drums like the way you do.”

Sam told me this a week ago. you know, i wonder too.

Seeing all the videos played during AYA Awards with the transition sound effects.
No one would even know who put it in and how much effort it took.

but for some reason, God gave me two thumbs up and even a “Good job, my son.”

I’ve found myself again.

i really did.

 

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at much i’ve found myself, i hope you have found you too.

hope you are happy.

 

Beautiful view with a long way down.

I had no idea the pain would be this strong
I had no idea the fight would last this long
In my darkest fears rights become the wrongs

-Jon Foreman

 

never knew it this way either.

 

These Long hours, Short days.

“Joel: It would be different, if we could just give it another go-round.”
Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind.