The History

Reading old posts for whatever reason there is.

You should do it sometime. Digital proof on how much you changed.

Anyway, "Alex Denhop" will have to be re-written. Alex won't be a wimp. He'll be a bad-arse instead. So ALL the dialogues and EVERYTHING inside had to be re-written. Just great, isn't it?

91st post. A

"91 moments of freedom,

Freedom from war,

Freedom from war

91 seconds of survival,

Survival from despair,

Survival to Happy Land"

Holy, from the 91st post I got a new inspiration for a song. it just gives you the assumption on how inspirations just lie there waiting for you, no?

Regardless, I've seen the deaths of blogs, and they're really really really bad. I don't want mine to die, therefore, I desperately am trying to somehow reviva this blog.

Any tips on how to improve the number of visitors? Because I'm not getting much money from Nuffnang. I think I'll just do Google Ads from now on.

Regardless, I have nothing to talk about. I just came to the Blogger website after seeing Rayhan's status, and murmured to myself "Hey, isn't my blog half-dead? LES POSTZ!" So that's how I got here in the first place.

Oh, maybe I got something to talk about. People, people and their relation to the world. Do you know global warming is almost non-existent? Global warming's overhyped by politicians, making you pay money for plastic bags (Which tells me about an experience I got today. Mom had to pay twenty cents for plastic bags when she bought groceries from 99 Speed Mart. Speedy money, I tell you).

However, this does not necessarily mean that we could burn trees and get-go with it. We still need to care for nature as much as you care for your mom, dad, children.

So do not kill trees.

Aside that, I found something else to talk about. My lack of guitar-playing skills. I just learnt the chords A, D and E and stopped there. I can't change between the chords as fast as a normal guitarist, that's where I stopped.

I need tips. Of course, practicing is a must, that's why I'm sitting with my guitar on my lap.

Oh yeah, Larian Mesra.

If anything, I get Top 50 or so. I'm pretty sure, as I've jog and jog non-stopped and passed through many many girls.

Maybe next year, I'll get Top 15 though. Who knows? I've got to start training now.

In other news, I might be fleeing off to Seberang Prai soon. Since dad's jetting to Abu Dhabi at the end of this month (For 2 years max), mom figured that we can't live on our own, what with mom's busy working hours. Coincidentally, there's a Petronas opening at Seberang Prai.

Therefore, mom figured that she could ask for a transfer to that place for 2 years max, same period like my father. I just said "Okay, if life's better there, let's move".

I know I'll:

1)Drop my chance to become a great Koperasi Prefect (And the Big Boss)

2)Drop my chance to play basketball for 2 years

3)Miss my friends, teacher, school

4)Probably be a "kampung" boy

5)Have great competition there

But, it's for the better of the family. Family first before anything, yeah?

This stab within me

I've done things for you all. I've bought you things so that you won't have to go out from the class. I've walked with you when you need to. I laid out steps to solve that damned mathematic problem. I helped you so many times already, but I never grow bored of it.

But I guess from this day on, I'm starting to get bored. Gave you advice, I am ignored. Gave you my side of the argument, you say "Whatever, you win" without even listening. Do you know that I just want to be heard? But I guess I'm just a small fry, huh?

I'll go now, I need to do my homework.