Learnt something

(3/12/13)

10 A.M
Such a boring day for the ignored man. After thinking, I've decided to find a job. There's a lot of jobs, but the worst part is that it's just for women. Time passes, and at last, I found a good place to start my new experience(s). But, since it's a food store, I need some injection. It's called an IPOD Injection. Damn, I wouldn't do that.


7 P.M
I guess today would just passes by just like the day(s) before. But, today I've learnt something valuable. I've been taught by an 'imam' something that I can't learnt from anywhere else. He 'the imam', divided the patience(s) into 3 levels:

1st or known as Highest Level of Patience =
Those who achieved this level will be able to control their lusts and desires. They wouldn't eat unless they really need to. They wouldn't look for the opposite sex just to have some fun. Or anything else that you could thing, 'desires' and 'lusts'.

2nd or known as Medium Level of Patience =
Those who achieved this level will sometimes be defeated by their lusts, but sometimes they will won it. Sometimes win, sometimes lose. It's called 'Mujahaddah', a person who fights. They will keep fighting and never lose hope. Once they were defeated, they will raise once again and fight.

3rd or known as Lowest Level of Patience =
Those who does not regret anything they did and only hopes that God will forgive his sins. Nothing much to say, readers could understand this.


9 P.MI logged into my Facebook account(s). Oops, pictures of the last day of school has been updated. Yep, 4 friends together, snapped by the another friend. 3 boys 1 girl. I was in the middle between a girl and the another boys. :) Nothing much to tell. But an hour later, I realized the photo was deleted. Disappointing. "Wow, she hates me that much?". That's the only photo I had (besides a class photo). I was very upset once again and once again, this world has failed me.

SPM (a GCE-O Level standard exam) has over!

(2/12/13)
Those school memories in the past are still fresh, kept secured and hidden from others. Is it just  a dream? *pinch* Nope. I'm not dreaming.

Today is the most historical day in my life. I walked out the school hopelessly, it was raining for the whole day. My last paper was Engineering Drawing, a painful subject for me. On the way back, those old memories suddenly lighted up in my minds. Suddenly I felt something 'walking' through my cheeks. Tears. I cried.


9 P.M
I was scrolling down my Facebook account(s). Hardly people will replies to my comments. Even my school mates. I've been ignored in my school's life then, I started to realize my school's life was awkward and bland.

For several times, I tried to find the reasons why. Maybe I'm not a social-type guy or I'm a jerk? Probably I'm too annoying. Describe my school days in a word? Nothing.

From today onwards, this blog will become my diary. People might as well do not care about this, but this is my attempt to record my life in my way to become a successful person in this life. Or at least, a person that will contributes to the society.