It's also who I am

One part of my life over...

Debate is what is, believe it or not everyone does it sub-consciously. Everybody has belief and opinions, analysis for what we stand for, our own principles. It's a way of life.

I'm an addict and I'm lucky enough to be the chosen few to go through an intensive training for the last month and a half starting mid October till yesterday. I skipped school and even neglected a lot of important stuff like catching up with old friends and spending time with my family for a shot to be chosen for the top 5 to go to South Africa for the World Schools debate Championship. Alas I only made it to top 10 and got knocked out when they chose only five people.

After spending half of my holiday life on debate now I'm free. It feels weird when you just wonder what are you gonna do today when you've had a schedule for soo long. I'm still in the stages where I can't believe it's over. I felt as if I could have gone all the way, but you know what they say you're only as good as your last debate and boy was I not my best during that last run. Sometimes that's what life is, it's not performing at your best all the time, It's only when it matter. Choose your opportunities wisely and execute your absolute best.

Although I'm sad and disappointed but I'm also grateful because there is always a silver lining for every cloud. If i were chosen I wouldn't be able to spend time with my family and oldest and best friends in December And I would miss the first month of school next year. Especially next year when studies is particularly important. 

Missed an opportunity and it is hurtful and we're allowed to grieve but not forever, because it's over and we just gotta move on. You can't win it all. But what you can do is give your best and that is what matters. Only then you will look back and have no regrets.

Everyone has fear, to fail, to lose, to try. But we also have desires to win, to strive, to succeed. The real question that needs to be answered is do you want it bad enough to override those feelings of doubt. There's always risks, only you can decide.

Learn, Adapt, Execute...Izzat out

Keep going

Damn its hard keeping a blog,
its been a long time, and many, many things has passed.
disappointment mostly. SAD stuff when even the best inside us fails. Some may lose their identity, cos we often associate ourselves with things we tend to be good at. i.e debate, tennis or just socializing. Either way, a point in life will come to test these skills, and you might just make it or break it. When your passionate bout something and you work hard for it but fail...time and time again hope starts to fade. Confidence within transforms to doubt. Passion to worry. Happiness to hurt. Endurance withers.


When we do all we can but to no avail, only a tract record of past defeats, can't improve when you do your best? That happened to me, but you do need a slap to keep you in check every now and then. Even when the odds are stacked up againts you, a rooted underdog and when you feel like shit, after going through the blood, sweat, tears. You just gotta stand up and change, coz dude only you stand in your own way.barriers you set are your own. The power of perception, so lets put thing into perspective.

Fun fact, it took 1000 tries to make a simple thing as a light bulb. Imagine where we would be if the guy gave up at the 500th try? Most people call it 999 failures but it was only 999 ways how not to do it.

Steve jobs; famous for his ingenious invention revolutionizing technology. Sure enough his life had been sad, cursed even, adopted, dropped out of college, co-founded apple and got fired from his own company. Still he persisted...

 
There you go, the key is persistence. May we all never lose hope, Cause you can be a light bulb exactly like Steve Jobs. Izzat out.

My Idol's birthday!!!

On the 28 of November,.
I got this to say...

I know a special someone,
Someone I hold dear,
Never letting anyone hurt me,
letting me hone no fear.

The words i infinately mutter,
No matter the importance,
Are never left idle and unheard,
For you are always there,
Always listening and never absurd.

When everything seems glum and gloomy,
When victory seems so far,
You are my sunshine,
my beacon of hope,
my shooting star.

This may sound corny,
This may sound lame,
But I don't care,
You are my father,
And I love you all the same...

I love you Abah, may god bless you and may we have another happy year together.
Dedicated to; Dr. Ismail b. Mokhtar

Damned surprise!!

Last day of school! Booya. After a stinking last day at school Norman, Brandon and the girls(Regina, Melissa, Sara,Sara's sis, Hajar) plus me went to the newly opened UNIQLO betol2 opposite of Pavillian. Apperently, they are having a major sale. Not that I, as a guy really cares bout that ;) I know the girls had an awesome time cause me and norman, being gentlemans paid all their expenses including food-No, thats not the surprise -_-

I bought an awesome jacket and some turtlenecks, and brandon ad norman the same. Norman had to save up coz he is blanjaying the girls. anyway fast forward to the shocking part. There we were, sitting in a cozy restaurant eating expensive sushi when suddenly my handphone rang. The caller ID flashed Tuan's name over and over longing for somebody to pick it up. After i did, my heart skipped a beat when she uttered those depressing words; Amnah's missing...

At first I thought she was joking as I could never fathom anything bad happening to a talented and always cheerful girl like Amnah. I'll tell you how talented she is, she can totally hit a high note in a Christina Aguilera song no problem and as proof she won 1st place for SAB singing com. Congrats to her!! I can't begin to tell you how great she is. It's her certain hyperness, loudness and smile that somehow just makes your day.

I could go on forever bout her but back to the story:D So after i realized she ain't joking I asked how could this have happened?! She said Amnah's mom called her saying she's nowhere to be found. That's all the info i got, and the Pavillian gang and I have to find her. She means a lot to all of us as a good friend and companion. All we got is her parents no. and the address to her so called boyfriend, useful no?

I broke the news to the gang and the atmosphere changed dramatically. Soon everybody was taking out their handphones, making endless phone calls to anybody who might know her whereabouts. Norman even called a 'special friend' who can track down handphones; superspy right? we did our absolute best but to no avail. Fearing the worst, all of us prayed for her safety together. worried to the brim, some of us even shed a tear :(

But I've got to say the most touching part was when I called her mother to ask for Amnah's address. I wasn't expecting much until i was stunned by how caring and worried her mother's tone was. It just breaks my heart to hear her i that condition. She never stopped asking where amnah was, never loosing hope, hope for a miracle. The love of a mother was so much it took me a total of 5 whole minutes just to calm her down. At this point we are really hoping she would just reply our calls.

After 7 hours of her being lost, and when we were still working our ass off to locate her i got another call from the mother. three words just made all our days worthwhile; 'We found her'. Our creased face immediately brightened up!! although our dinner was left untouched, we felt full. Full of relief and happiness!!

People, our friends will go to great lengths to help you in dire situations. so treasure them.
Family, our parents, siblings will never lose hope and their love can move mountains.
Let's face it. life's hard to live without Amnah. Her smile and Happy-go-lucky attitude can make any gloom day brighten up. I don't know bout you, but i'm happy :)

I learnt an important lesson that day, anything can happen at any time specially now. there are evil people out there. I later realized we prayed at the right time/masa afdal coz at that time the rombongan haji was at padang arafah. So, believe in god never loose faith, Alhamdulillah. Be thankful of what you have, live every moment like it's your last. Cause it may very well be your last...

This is what happens if you TRY to steal in India - Quick Justice only i...

This video is proof that they are still cruel and heinous acts are being done today in this so called 'modern n advanced era'
I say we must settle all these types of abuse as one nation;the human race. Forget bout the differences in race and religion. We can't call ourselves human if we just sit back and let this continue. Quoting the great words from the movie 2012, 'the moment we stop being human is when we stop supporting each other'. So please, every little bit makes a difference.

Sure this guy may have stolen a golden necklace, but never assume he did it for profit and start whooping his ass like there's no tomorrow. Pause and relax before loosing it. For all you know, he needed it out of desperation to survive after starving for days without food. nothing personal, he just needed to survive.

so my friends never judge a book by its cover and never be cruel to all of gods beings. That's how i see it.

Punching in my first entry

As time passes, i figure loads of my frens are into the blogging craze. Why? i guess its a place where we can express ourselves freely and it is freaking fun!! but i guess im still gettin used to it. I will make my first entry about something shocking and sad actually.

A few days ago, my dear friend, Brandon Choo(also has a blog) just got his ass kicked by 15 SMK Dato' Lokman Boys at PandAN Jaya sports complex. He goes there every friday to work on his stamina as usual, never crossed his mind that he would almost have gotten killed that day. They wanted his money but being smug Brandon cursed and walked away. The Lokman boys gathered and he ended up with 4 stitches at his legs and head injuries, maybe a bit of psychological trauma. The common phrase frequently tossed around by people is 'hye, lets go exercise! Jogging maybe?' sounds pretty harmless before you get the living daylights beaten out of you!

Has the world changed so dramatically that going out in public comes with the risk that you might get beaten up by a garbage lid? owh ya, they weren't just courageous enough to fight him with a 15 to 1 ratio, they had to use weapons. And out of everything, a garbage lid? pretty smart huh? That my friends is what I call cowards and retards.

I guess my message here is to be careful where ever you go, always expect the unexpected and never stoop to their level of ignorance and harmful temporary pleasures. Hope u enjoyed my first entry, That is how I see it.