Saturday, February 28, 2009
Posted by: Syarif Tagok
Time: 2/28/2009 08:44:00 AM
Comments: 0
Garden
Good Morning people.
How are you?
Im fine, thank you.

So "It's been awhile~"
*singing Break the Ice - Britney Spears*
hahahaha
:D

As early as it is on a Saturday Morning.
Here i am at work.
Yes, at work. Report at 7am. I clocked in at 6.23am.
Being in a 5-star hotel at this time? It's freaking cold & eerie too. Hah:D
So what is it like to see 3 Lamborghini Galardos parked at the hotel deck early in the morning?
A black, lime green, and orange ones.
I was like, " gahh! I'm so gonna work hard when i grow up!"
*dreaming driving the orange one*
heh :D

The last post was about 2 weeks ago.
The 2 weeks was kinda rough for me.
Some things were kinda hard for the tiny heart to bare.
But some things simply tickles this tiny heart, making this young man smiling all day.
Sometimes we feel good, sometimes we feel bad.
That's life right?
Each and every second is a choice to be made.
Our choice.

Although i've got a million of things i wanna share,
I won't start a storytelling about my past 2 weeks.
The randomness thoughts that runs through my mind;

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Mistakes after mistakes. Everyone makes mistakes. It's the wrong choices we make that leads to every mistakes the second after. But every second that we breathe, it's our choice isn't it? The problem is that each time i think ahead, i'm being complacent.

Right at the back of my head i'll go," Nahh it's okay." or " I'll be fine " or even "Everything's good, alright no worries". Being positive-minded is the key but without thinking twice(or even more), that's the mistakes i made. & then there's the part when people would come to you and say,

" There's no point regreting about it now because what's done is done! "

It's the time where i reflect and ponder, making sure it won't repeat again.


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" A man got to do what a man got to do, " said dad.

*Syarif wipes off his tears with his sleeve*

" Stop Crying. & Be A Man! " he added.


& i told my heart,

" I am the Man "


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& so she was another of those "bullet with butterfly wings" scenarios.
Being busy with other "stuffs" was mainly the mistakes i've made for this one.
I wasn't paying attention. Or rather too much attentions with the others.
& Knowing the fact that such people who have quite a narrow-minded
perspective kinda piss me off.
Oh well, it ain't gonna affect me negatively one way or another.
So all i can say is " Best Wishes for you babe. "
Because i definitely know that i'm going out there with an Open Mind.

& Grandma goes, " I know you're SO gonna enjoy your Poly life, Udin "
*sarcastic tone + cheeky look*

I spontaneously replied,
"Oh yes, i will Grandma"
*wag eyebrows*
;D

( and then she gave that playful slap on my face )

lol

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" A'ah lahhhh... Your cheeks look chubbier now. You gained weight ar? "
said mother.

=.="
" You finally realised, mother..."
& so i thought.

heh
:D

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I'm so looking forward to go to work tomorrow.
Because there's gonna be 4 weddings tomorrow.
& the General Manager(he's the highest rank in the hotel) is inviting
about 250 guests to watch the Carling Cup Finals at 11pm tomorrow.

With the very hectic schedule for the day tomorrow, i'm very sure that
the banquet department is gonna employ many part-timers.
I wanna meet that part-timer again.

hehehehehe~
:D

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let's hope that the next post wouldnt be 2 weeks from now yeah?
LOL
ok sayonara!
:)

Friday, February 13, 2009
Posted by: Syarif Tagok
Time: 2/13/2009 09:58:00 PM
Comments: 0
Valentine?


And it came to me then,
that we were wonderful traveling companions.
But in the end, we were no more than two lonely lumps of metal on their own separate orbits.
From far off they look like beautiful shooting stars.
When the orbits of these two satellites of ours, happen to cross paths, we could be together.
Maybe even, open our hearts to each other.
But that was only for the briefest instant.
The next instant, we would be in absolute solitude.
Until we burn up and became,
nothing.

;(

Posted by: Syarif Tagok
Time: 2/13/2009 01:31:00 AM
Comments: 0
Beauty is in the eyes of those who wear spectacles.
" Beauty of appearance is what we call looking good.
It has little to do with personality,
character or morality,
and that is because anything that applies to how things look is
not a reliable guide to many of their other qualities.

We must be careful here,

there is such a thing as "inner" beauty,
to be contrasted with the beauty of appearance.
For even if you love someone on account of their character or whatever,
these features will manifest themselves in the appearance of the person in question.
You will literally perceive them in their face,
their behavior.

It is this beauty that I find philosophically interesting.
It certainly is valuable,
although I am not sure its value is pure.
Hypocrisy in the society which virtually says natural beauty matters more than
anything whereas in reality they themselves knock
at the door of cosmetic surgeons.

Truth hurts, i know.
The old cliche "Beauty is in the eyes of the beholder"
began to plant doubts in me as
the volatile question arises:

How genuine is the beholder ? "

-Yat


And i go, "hmmmmmmmm~"

Wednesday, February 11, 2009
Posted by: Syarif Tagok
Time: 2/11/2009 10:16:00 PM
Comments: 0
I Miss History SO MUCH!
I know, I know.
I know i owe a proper post for a long time already.
But Syarif is a very busy man these days.
He's full of random activities/outings.
Why?
Because he's been saying "YES" to almost every offer he got from people around him.
Must be that "Yes Man" movie that i've watched a month ago.
=.=

So as for now, i'll just upload a couple of videos that is so bloody FUNNY i tell you..
Make me miss my history lessons somehow.
LOL!

Hitler And ERP Woes




Adolf Hitler - Vista Problems!





Syarif cannot tahan laughing at these videos :D

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