18 years young aspiring performer,songwriter SP student-music n audio tech
the boy with the diary pens his thoughts in poetry. this is where i pour out my thoughts. do not judge me by whatever's in this blog because there's so much more u need to know, so much more than meets the eye.
salaam. for e past 2 to 3wks. i've had the privilege of meeting my friends from my past and my present. and i cant help but to observe em.the differences and similarites they share. and i hav come to a conclusion that, I'm GRATEFUL. yes. and HAPPY. that i'm no longer close to my friends from the past. listen to my story. after drifting away for so long in our separate lives, we get to meet for teacher's day. i was hoping for a good morning of rekindling friendship and bonds. but hey, what i got was a doze of the embarrassment and pain i had to bear with in the past.reality check, some ppl just wont change. the same disgusting walk, talk, behaviour and crap. going around the old sec school, screaming and laughing their heads off like they effin own the place. i was utterly disgusted and pissed but being me, i bottled up those emotions cause i know if i'd ever voice out. somethin ugly would have happened. and i made a mistake of hanging out with them.i had to deal with everything that they had to say about me. making fun of me NOT smoking. yes, they are THAT filthy.and over the years, i hav had to deal with their crap. effin wannabes. living life as slaves to their nafsu. one of them even declared he was satan.the other declared he was the Jin. the rest laughed. Masya'Allah. clearly, they have forgotten their roots and their Creator. i sat at the corner. with nothin but utter pitiness for these people. some day those words are gonna eat them alive. may they repent. and it was a friday. out of those ppl, only me and a junior of mine went to Friday prayers. some went home. while others... well God knows where they've gone to. all are Muslims and Malays. well, the way i saw em that day, they are gonna contribute to our demise. and the bad name that we get these days. blame it on them. on the bright side. there was the DMAT chalet. a few days before Teacher's day. that was fun. and they are fun. most of em are chinese. i guess i can click better with em than our malays these days. i wonder why.and i'm grateful to hav met these people. talented and most definitely blessed group of people. i have learnt a lot from these people. and life has certainly meant much more after knowing them.which is why i thanked God excessively, cause, ever since i stepped foot on the grounds of Singapore Poly, life has been much more meaningful and beautiful. i hav no regrets whatsoever.Alhamdulillah. the next day after that blow of the past, i get to meet up with the Superstar cast after so long. and gosh, its so good to meet them again. lets hope we getta meet up again soon. or better, get to do all tat stuff again for the sequel to Superstar. heard about the rumors going around. the sequel for the next Superstar musical is in discussion. cool. i've spent the latest week at home. brushing up my vocals and my writing. i already finished an arrangement of my upcoming song. but i've not finished writing the melody and lyrics yet. actually i already had a melody for it,but decided to revamp.lets just say, i really wanna think about this song thoroughly and make it good. cause it really has the potential to be one. thats what i really feel. it just needs the right melody and the right lyrics. i was intending for a soul ballad, but that's gonna depend on my singing.hmmm and most likely, it'll be in Bahasa Ibunda. =) Ramadhan's a few days away. Alhamdulillah. i am really looking forward to it. here's something to please ur ears. a classic Boyz II Men song. End of the Road. its a shame cos beautiful songs like these are being overlooked these days.
quite possibly the best ever boyband. with the tightest harmonies. with the most incredible and emotional male vocalist in my point of view. Wanya Morris. listen to em and what they hav to say in their songs. trust me life would mean much more. till next time. =)
