SUCCESS IS NO LONGER AN ADEQUATE,

I am too used to love to dream to success,
But as ti-yi-yi-yi-ime ticks away with distress,
I felt that success is no longer an adequate for more or for less,
I used to long for the short feeling of joy of success,
But now it is time for something more that really, really, really kick ass,
No use of word stress.


I need something that some men called it happiness,
And some might even call it satisfaction or for less.

For a minute, lets digress.

I am what most people feared to say,
I am the greatest - Muhammad Ali, won't you say?

Stop, stop, stop for a moment and lets all say Hey,
Because the cause of that can merely cause a fray,
So lets all just say Hey.

So lets continue from where we left,
Just stop and think for a while just don't be a thief guilty of theft,
Do I really have an X Factor of poetry deft?
Or just a ceaseless illusion that only I might have felt?

~jiden~

Kepade insan yang bergelar guru praktikal :)

Kitaran 1

Bawah redup langit dan gemalai awan,
Mengingat jasa yang tiada penamat.
Membiarkan rasa lembut dalam sayu itu
Mengalir lesu layu di luhur budimu.

Tiada dilupa taburan murni tingkah itu,
Biar ditelan masa atau dirongak usia,
Akan disarung segala pesan dan kata
Meniti laluan ke puncak jaya.

Kitaran 2

• • 4 bidadari turun dari sorga,
    Seorang tinggi lampai,
    Seorang penyayang,
    Seorang comel,
    Seorang kelakar.
    
    4 bidadari turun dari sorga,
    Membantuku untuk melihat dunia baru,
    Membimbingku dengan hati yang rela,
    Mengajarku erti dunia yang serba baru.
    
    4 bidadari turun dari sorga,
    Mereka cantik,
    Mereka ayu,
    Mereka sopan,
    Mereka sempurna.
    
    4 bidadari turun dari sorga,
    Mereka anggap aku sebagai adik,
    Mengusik saja,
    Membuli manja.
    
    4 bidadari turun dari sorga,
    Seorang tinggi lampai,
    Seorang penyayang,
    Seorang comel,
    Seorang kelakar.

P/S:Sori sebab tak bagi hadiah ke ape ke...Ni lah yang paling kurang boleh bagi pun... ^_^ Harap akak2 pratikum suke lah.

Erm, a story?

Al kisah. Punye lah bosan aku kat tempat kije tadi, aku bawaklah buku literature sem 2 tu. Bace poem n then try translate maksud die. O.o Senang jugak rupenye. Ape yg aku kalut sangat waktu final exam? X paham aku. N then bace punye bace, make terbacalah cucu adam ini poem bertajuk Daddy's Day by Cheryl Costello-Forshey. Pergh, nak nangis dibuatnye. T.T tp kene lah tahan sebab budak2 ade kat sebelah aku. nangis kang malu lah gua kan? So sesiape yg belom pernah dengar atau nak bace, ni hah:

Her hair up in a ponytail, her favorite dress tied with a bow
Today was Daddy’s Day at school, and she couldn’t wait to go
But her mommy tried to tell her, that she probably should stay home
Why the kids might not understand, if she went to school alone
But she was not afraid; she knew just what to say
What to tell her classmates, on this Daddy’s Day
But still her mother worried, for her to face this day alone
And that was why once again, she tried to keep her daughter home
But the little girl went to school, eager to tell them all
About a dad she never sees, a dad who never calls


There were daddies along the wall in back, for everyone to meet
Children squirming impatiently, anxious in their seats
One by one the teacher called, a student from the class
To introduce their daddy, as seconds slowly passed
At last the teacher called her name, every child turned to stare
Each of them were searching, for a man that wasn’t there
“Where’s her daddy at?” She heard a boy call out
“She probably doesn’t have one.” Another student dared to shout
And from somewhere near the back, she heard a daddy say
“Looks like another deadbeat dad, too busy to waste his day.”


The words did not offend her, as she smiled at her friends
And looked back at her teacher, who told her to begin
And with hands behind her back, slowly she began to speak
And out from the mouth of a child, came words incredibly unique
“My Daddy couldn’t be here, because he lives so far away
But I know he wishes he could be, with me on this day
And though you cannot meet him, I wanted you to know
All about my daddy, and how much he loves me so
He loved to tell me stories, he taught me to ride my bike
He surprised me with pink roses, and he taught me to fly a kite
We used to share fudge sundaes, and ice cream in a cone
And though you cannot see him, I’m not standing all alone
‘Cause my daddy’s always with me, even though we are apart
I know because he told me, he’ll forever be here in my heart”


With that her little hand reached up, and lay across her chest
Feeling her own heartbeat, beneath her favorite dress
And from somewhere in the crowd of dads, her mother stood in tears
Proudly watching her daughter, who was wise beyond her years
For she stood up for the love, of a man not in her life
Doing what was best for her, doing what was right
And when she dropped her hand back down, staring straight into the crowd

She finished with a voice so soft, but its message clear and loud

“I love my daddy very much, he’s my shining star
And if he could he’d be here, but heavens just too far
But sometimes when I close my eyes, it’s like he never went away”
And then she closed her eyes, and saw him there that day
And to her mother’s amazement, she witnessed with surprise
A room full of daddies and children, all starting to close their eyes
Who knows what they saw before them, who knows what they felt inside
Perhaps for merely a second, they saw him at her side

“I know you’re with me daddy.” To the silence she called out
And what happened next made believers, of those once filled with doubt
Not one in that room could explain it, for each of their eyes had been closed
But there placed on her desktop, was a beautiful fragrant pink rose
And a child was blessed, if only a moment, by the love of her shining bright star
And given the gift of believing, that heaven is never too far


Panjang, tp best gile bace! (Y)

Just something to talk about... :)

Everybody LOVES the A story. You had this, you had that, you crashed, you burned, you rose out of the ashes. These are all kind of typical, mythological things that we can all agree on.

If I were to pick the 10 most miserable moments of my life, they were probably the 10 most defining moments of my life. Whether they're the complete rejection by a girl that doesn't even know you're totally crazy about her, and you are distracted riding your bike to school, and just as you look over at her, you just took a complete ass-over flip into the high level of retardation. And the girl just looks at you and keeps onn walking with an expression that probably says, " Who is that loser? " And that's every bit as significant to me as the moment I met ehm ehm somewhere while travelling around the world ( Malaysia is part of the world too, hoho) and thought, Wow, she's pretty damn cute for a wife.

Kalau dah rezeki kite, buat cane pon kite dapat jugak. Vice versa

Alkisah, I was a nobody. WAS. Harap maklum!

Dulu waktu PMR result aku x baik mane pon. X de lah terok sangat pon. (X nak cakap, malu, shhh! Jangan tanye.) Pastu, macam biaselah, kawan2 yg pandai dapat lah tawaran kesane kemari. Dalam ramai2 kawan rapat aku, aku sorang je yg dpt result paling teruk antare diorang semue. Pastu kawan aku sume blah. Mane x nye, sume dapat tawaran pegi MRSM n SBP bagai. Tinggal lah aku keseorangan tanpe kawan rapat. :')

Ofkozlerr aku rase down sikit. Tp satu hari tu aku stumble upon a quote yg aku boleh katekan ubah perspektif aku tentang hidup aku. Quote tu bunyi die gini "Care less, hurt less". So, x nak sakit hatinye pasal aku terapkan lah quote ni dalam hidup aku. N it works!. Tp ade kelebihan dan kekurangan jugak. Kalau markah rendah pon aku x kesah. kalau sakit hati pon x berape nak sakit lah. :)

So aku harungi lah form 4 n form 5 dengan jayenye dan dapat result. Tp, still dalam semue kawan rapat aku, aku dapat result paling rendah. Tp aku x berape nak kisah lah. Nak sedapkan hati aku, aku bermonolog lah seoorang diri.

"X pe jidin, rezeki diorang."

"Pungkoq pa rezeki weh?! Aku yg x usaha lebih. Memang salah aku lah. Lagipon depa tu suma hebat nok harom kot! Depa suma pi sekolah asrama penuh. Aku ni sekolah biasa ja." :'( *nangis lah aku dalam hati.

"Jidin, ce ko bayangkan perempuan tengah bersalin. Die usehe habis-habisan kan nak keluarkan anak dr rahim die an? Tp still mungkin 1 dalam 15,000 tu anak diorang ade yg mati kan? Dalam reramai ibu yg bersalin tu ade jgk yg dapat kembar kan? Kenape Allah x bagi sume dapat anak n bilangan anak semue same? haaa. Tu sebab Allah ni Maha adil. Kalau kau x de rezeki kat sini, mungkin rezeki kau kat sane. Betul x? Mane nak tau yg anak die mati waktu bersalin tu rezeki die dapat berjumpe dengan kawan2 die yg die dah lame nak jumpe tapi x jumpe2"

"Ya la kot." :')

Make, gembirelah aku ni. Result UPU keluar n aku dapat offer pergi Asasi TESL. Best friend aku yg lain x dapat masuk U. X pe lah, tu hal diorang lah. Aku gembire sangat waktu tau aku dapat masok asasi TESL sebab tu harapan parents aku. Aku kalau boleh nak masok Sains Kuantitatif sebanarnye. Tp x de rezeki nak wat acano? Dan masuk asasi adelah perkare yg paling indah dalam hidup aku. Aku dapat jumpe ngan orang yg satu kepale ngan aku, aku dapat jumpe ngan orang yg satu tarikh lahir dengan aku yg secare kebetulan dapat pulak satu bilik ngan die. :)

Betol ape kate hati aku, rezeki setiap orang tu lain2.  Yang penting kite kenelah sesuaikan diri kite kat mane pon kite berada. Kalau kite masok kandang rimau, rimau tu mengaum, kite AUMMM lebih kuat dari die. :) Lets let ourselves be a strong existence among them all.

Sampai disini sajelah pembebelan saye. :)

A Not So Cute Story

Here is a sweet story of a daughter and her father

The story begins like this, when the daughter was about three, her mom went out and left dad in charge of her. Apparently she was with her favorite toy, a tea set. While her daddy was in the living room engrossed in the evening news, she brought him cups of 'tea', which were just water.

After several cups and lots of praise, her mom came home. Dad made her wait in the living room to watch their daughter bring him a cup of tea, because it was "just the cutest thing!"

Sure enough, the daughter of theirs came down  the hall with a cup of tea for daddy. Mom watched as the father drink it up, then said (with a mother's typical wisdom), "Did it ever occur to you that the only place she can reach to get water is the toilet?"

Haaaa, kadang-kadang kite tengok bende tu comel jee, innocent je tp yang sebenarnye amekaw. Lain kali, semolek mane pun lah bende tu kite kene lah check latar belakang die dulu. Kalo x...nahas.Minum lah air dari mangkuk tandas tu. haha.

Adoii, disini lah sahaje pembebelan saye. :) Until Next Time!

First Entry

Day 1,

Hye, this is my first blog entry. I know it has been only a few hours since the beginning of the Apocalypse . I hope that there is still many survivors out there. Roger n out!