Ehem, hear me!

pal     : Amer meet xxx.

me : Hi!

xxx  : Hello. You duduk mane?

me : I duduk Rawang.

xxx  : Oh (in somewhat disappointed tone)

This conversation took place about sometime ago. I will usually get that "oh" when meeting new people. But the question is what is wrong with living in Rawang?! Come on tell me! Sure it might be far away from those oh so big malls near your houses but at least the road in front of my house isn't some big road that usually jam every peak hours! Besides it is my house not yours! Plus, there is a KTM station here unlike some of your place where the only way of transportation is by bus or a cab! Where you live does not make you 'best' than other people! Do you here me! So please people, do not say oh went you ask others where they live.

This is a story about how I came to play the guitar and how I came to stop playing it (temporarily I hope). Well it started when I bought my humble guitar kapok circa early 2006 I think. Back then I did not even know any chords at all. So my brother printed a list of chords for me to learn which I tried to do which I eventually got bored (malasnya aku ni). 

Then in to 2007 Haziq came up to me and asked me if I wanted to learn to play the guitar with the form 5. So I said yeah sure. So i started to play again with some success. I learn a lot from those guys. Oh yeah we even got to play in the school concert which was really rad! I even took crash course classes during the school holidays from Mr Bong.

Then came this year 2008. My minat towards playing the guitar drops a little due to my envy towards my other friends who were simply too talented and better than me. So being the pemalas that I am my progress was really slow. Then came that unfortunate night went my guitar was confiscated by the warden. Tisk tisk since than I became more malas to play the guitar.

I think if were a little bit rajin I might just end up as good as this guys! (yeah right)

After some mindless hours of surfing the Internet last night I suddenly got a myspace comment from Weng. Apparently Weng somehow manage to get the results of everyone. So he told me mine.It was like a smack on the head for my meteoric educational career. I would considered it to be bad but it could get worst. Luckily for me I got to be in 5 Sc 2 next year (insyaallah). So I will be in the company  of smart people again haha!

Ok since next year is SPM year I think I need to hit the books and focus a hell lot more in class since this year I have been playing a bit in class (just a bit) and busy doing other stuff. Oh yeah! I also really need to improve my karangan since Mr Azmi always said that my karangan is like karangan F3 (between you and me, I think he hates me hahahahahah).

Until later folks!

Now where is that darn physics book.

I think my curse is real. For those of you who do not know, I have a curse when every time I watched Manchester United play they will end up losing or just manage a draw. Lets take some examples to prove my theories. Last week, Man utd versus Stoke City a game which I could not watch because I had to go back to Kelantan for my Aunty's weeding. In this game Man utd manage to beat Stoke with a marvelous 5 - nil victory with Ronaldo scoring two on free kicks.

Ok fast forward to today morning, I got to watch Man utd playing against Aston Villa. Aston Villa managed to stop everything that was thrown by Ronaldo and his pals. Both Rooney and Teves who were berat and karat respectively could not even scare the Villa keeper thanks to their solid defence. And the absence of some of United's midfielders made it hard for them to control the game. Luckly, Ferdinand and Vidic were in great form and were able to hold off the pacey Agbonlahor. The match ended nil - nil.

Why oh why did this thing happen to me? Argh!

Today I went out with Feqs to survey the prices of second-hand D40 which he was been dying to own. Feqs who has been saving money and selling some of his worldly possessions manage to save up to RM900+ was very excited and can't stop jabbering on what his going to do when he owns the DSLR.

I met him at KLCC after a surprisingly smooth journey on the komuter. After he said goodbye to his girlfriend, we were off to Plaza Pudu. Since both of us had never been to Plaza Pudu before I had asked my brother to draw us a map. So we followed the map. Halfway thru our journey it started to rain a little bit. Being the carefree guys that we were, we continue walking regardless of the rain.

After sometime walking and trying to avoid the rain we finally arive at Plaza Pudu. We asked all the camera shop there if they have any second-hand D40 in stock but unfortunately non of the store there have them. But there was this one shop which sold other second-hand nikon. Its called YL something. So we strolled around some more and I found this one shop that sell Fuji Sensia Slide Film! Just what I have been looking for. So I bought one roll since money is hard to come by this days.

Outside the rain still haven't stopped. So we loitered around some more until the rain starts to stop. So we continue walking back. This is when Feqs suddenly spotted a camera shop across the street. So we crossed the road after many near misses of getting water puddle sprayed on us by passing cars. To our luck they have one of those babys in stock. It was still in good condition and the price offered was also not bad la. So we got out after Feqs promised to come back again tomorrow with the cash. There was an extra spring in his steps on our way back.

So after that we had lunch/tea and both of us went back to our houses after a very very tired day. I got home on the usual packed komuter as always. Fuhh!

Setelah mendengar kisah happy dan sedih budak-budak yang amek result UPSR tahun ni, Aku teringat la mase aku amek result gak dulu.

Aku pegi skolah pinjam handphone mak aku(zaman-zaman xde fon dulu). Mcm biase lepak, lari-lari, kacau orang, kene kacau balik. Pastu dah dkt nk tgh hari mcm tu cikgu kelas aku, Cikgu Halim kot, panggil kitorang sume masuk dalam lab(nape die pilih lab pon aku x tau). So die pon start bace satu-satu nama. Sorang-sorang dapat result. Aku pon tunggu lama gak la sampai nama aku kene panggil. Pastu nama aku pon kene la panggil. 5A fuhh lega! Time tu Cikgu Sharifah ada skali dalam lab. Die tengah senyum-senyum.

So aku pon bagitau la Mak aku. Hurahuray! Pastu dua tiga empat lima hari lepas tu aku pegi rumah Fizy. Saja lepak-lepak sambil bermain Fifa 2004 dengan die. Tiba-tiba Fizy bagitau dekat aku yg dia ada pegi rumah sorang member aku lagi satu ni and mak member aku ni ada tanya sapa yang dapat 5A. So die pon bagi la tau. Fizy cakap aku dpat 5A and pastu mak member aku ni ckp,

Amir Arif dpat lima A? Tak sangka Aunty!

Aku dengar fizy cerita benda tu dekat aku rase macam gila la. Selama ni aku ingat kau baik. Rupanya dia ingat aku bengap, x pandai. Aku tau la aku x sehebat cam anak dia. X penah dapat no 1 pon tapi xyah la hina aku sampai macam tu.

Gila la bila teringat balik.