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time to wote.
Saturday, May 7, 2011

Success is just a matter of attitude.

something that Siglapians would find familiar with. Everyday I would make my way to school, the same route, just five minutes before the bell would ring. Go thru the gate, and join my prefect friends to do duty for latecomers (ironically). That would be the routine. my very own routine. I would sometimes try my luck in walking with eyes closed even. haha but that, i'm sure u wont really believe me. I was close at achieving home... but the corners were quite sharp and the corridors were quite narrow.

well, i sort of miss it. even with its ever notorious nature. Siglap has its way to get to u. or me. heh

Walking into the porch just now, i met a few familiar faces. Tauhid, who was one of whom i went for that india trip with, was duty as a police officer. haha. It was polling day today and rightly so, i was going to go back to my alma mater. walking in was quite funny. with pictures-posters of students posing, it was as though they were taken from facebook. only diff was, they were focused on the Siglap crest. heh
walked pass the general office. apparently the HOD room turned into the staff room. the staircase to level two was marked out by red and white tape. to guide voters into the canteen. so I went in did the thing, and went off on my way.
Walking out, i had a good look on the parade square. it was remarkably small i dunno why. maybe i'm all grown up? haha i dunno.

should have brought my camera though. would have snapped up some shots. just for memory's sake...

All I can say is, i wouldnt be here, where I am, after what ive been through, without being a siglapian. good or bad, i still cannot say. but alhamdulilah, i'm still here. surrounded by some very good friends.

well, hey, btw. its been some long months eyh.

peace be uponz u.
be safe.

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va-va-voom?
Monday, December 13, 2010

it is now five in the morning. my thoughts linger about almost as much as the kindred spirits of the forgotten. one thing i learn from my past entriies is that if i an not sure of what i want to jot down, i shouldn't. so i shall stop here.

for now i think this deserves some documentation. for i am eternally grateful.

that in a few hours time, insya'allah, i wil embark on a journey. to find reason. explore my limits. discover myself even.

take care, and good bye.

and yes, peace be upon u. forever always.

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who are you?...
Saturday, November 20, 2010

and then if log in just to see if you reply... how?

haha i have to login anyways ryt? so hmm

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keep cool. ready. steady. let's go.
Sunday, November 14, 2010

the question still rings in my mind... what do you do? what do u do when that comfort barrier inside of u is being questioned? would it be strong enough to block it out or do u force it to take whatever that's coming in ur stride as u face it head on; would your wall be able to absorb the impact?

walking down memory lane is never easy. your senses somehow activate and go on alert. well maybe sometimes they go over the top as your feelings and thoughts somehow intertwine and at that very moment you just cant do anything except but let it in and walk. and breathe. dont forget to breathe.

after you've met someone then what? my mind has this app programmed ryt in the roots, where a pop-up would flash saying: chill bro, chill. whenever i think too much or feel too much for that matter. and i would shiok sendiri. heh

yest safiyyah called me, it was late. of course it was sufiya's idea... but the lil one was the one on the phone. asking what time i was gna come home, with that voice of hers. haha is so hard to describe the phone call here, cos i think it would sound wrong if applied differently. i always forget to show her (even though she's still small and she might not get it) that i love her. cos she's growing up faster every week and i'm missing it.


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hello hello hello!
Tuesday, November 9, 2010

Good morning world. Here's a comback from nowhere to rid off all the cobwebs of the almost yesteryears of my blog! been far too long la, ryt? so to all that do read this online diary of mine, thank you very much for your support. haha ish!.. *waves hand down*
Ive not been at heart to be able to input anything as of late, but ive been fine, sometimes just fine. thats not good ryt? yes, i'm still serving ze nation. in green. at the other side of singapore.
how are YOU? hmmmm

the topic for this entry would be nostalgia. or is it?.. heh lately ive been sort of feeling it as things have been happenning and i cant help but read the omens, if u catch my drift. cos one thing really jus leads to another if u just sit down and notice.

I'm almost finishing Alchemist. it really amazes me how the boy can just tell Fatima that he loves her from the very first time they met eyes with each other. and the mere 15 mins they meet each other at the well of the oasis just seems enough for her to love him back as he goes on persuit for his personal legend and ultimately the treasure.

on the 7th of Nov, my honda stream (not mine) did the same thing again. we were on the way back to watch adib's match after a weekend at JB. the ember engine sign lit up, blinking and suddenly i couldnt accelerate. we were just through the malaysian customs. haha. alhamdulillah somehow we managed to squeeze it pass the courseway and pass through our own customs. so i had to wait for the tow truck to come as my mum made shuttles witht he audi to bring my family over to chua chu kang sports hall for the birthday boy's match.
i think i'll leave the more juicy part of this story for another entry. if not it'll be rushing, and it wont be very nice. ;]

have to go for ability group run in 15 mins! heh

have a nice day people!

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oh, you're here..
read slowly kay.


Muhammad Syafi Bin Salim
the thing about me is, i think, that i think too much about things. whether its about trivial matters or issues of the heart. may u come in peace.


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