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that noty boy

a noty boy....
around 8 years old...
his name, haziq is it...
actually his real name is very long...

he is very noty...
always try to disturb me...
take this...
take that...
everything my things...

my handphone...
is his first victim....
nearly crash...
aiyoooo....

that noty boy...
wat kind of kid he is?
clever but very noty...

an archi in a life

If you are architecture students you've probably experienced:

• the taste of wood glue
• changes in your vocabulary: homework to project, ball to sphere, etc
• you don't understand how somebody can spend less than rm20 at the supplies store
• you hate people telling you "go to sleep" or "do you still have a lot of work?"
• your friends and you don't have the same concept of work "oh, well do it right before class"
• you've slept more than 20 straight hours on weekends
• you can easily discuss with authority the effects of caffeine on different drinks
• no matter the effort you put in a project, somebody will always say “why don’t you add this? or “why don’t you change this here? or “i think that…but…yeah, its ok?
• you’ve heard all your ipod songs in a week
• you aren’t seen in public without bags under your eyes
• whenever you get invited somewhere, it is followed by “or do you have a lot of homework?
• you write down a quick message with rapidographs, lead holders, markers and ink
• you constantly make up excuses for courses that are not design related why you didn’t do your work
• you have more pictures of landscapes and places than of people
• your worst nightmare consists of not finishing a project
• someone once called you “lazy? and you wanted them murdered
• you can live without human contact, sunlight, food, but if your plotter’s ink runs out… chaos!!!
• when somebody lends you a Bic pen you look down at it
• you don’t care about sports cars, your favorite car is the one where you can put in your model and your huge computer
• you design spectacular things without the idea of the cost
• you have the modern mark: a blister in your palm’s hand for the constant use of your mouse
• everybody tells you how they admire your work, “but there is no money for it?
• you’ve gained the ability to sleep in whatever surface: pencils, keyboards, backpacks, your studio mates, food, etc
• you always have the idea that your project will always be recognized
• when you finally have free time to go out you keep thinking “who was the idiot that designed the restaurant’s  bathroom?? “who designed this menu?? or “who designed this [chair, table, lighting, fork, etc]?
• you've been at many sunrises, yet you've never seen one
• you need to read all this in a facebook group to realize how weird your life is

MY BELOVED HOLY QUR’AN

When I saw you,
I feel calm,
When I read you,
I feel peace,
When I heard you,
I feel comfort,
 When I applied you,
 I feel good,


You are very important for me,
Without you,
I feel messy,
 Because of you,
I am organised,
Without you,
I was blind to this nasty world,
 Because of you,
my life is shining,
You are the words from God,
that will guide me,
You are the speech from God,
 that will accompany me,


And, somebody ask, “who is the ‘you’ that I mean it?”
And, I answered, “ ‘you’ is my beloved holy Qur’an”

1 more paper left

today is my second last paper....
at the DECTAR...
i think that i'm not doing it well....
bcoz i read nothing about it yesterday.....

architectural communication 1...
that is the paper i'm doing just now...
i think the question is not really difficult to answer it..
but....
because i read nothing yesterday...
so after one hour i 'kelentong' in the answer sheet...
i've do nothing in the DECTAR..
except...
looking to the other of my left, front and right...
for one hour actually i'm doing that...
so bored...

so....
for the next(last) paper...
i decided to do it well..
architectural mathematics 1...
so i will not regret anymore....
huahuahua....

i believe i can fly by R Kelly

I used to think that I could not go on
And life was nothing but an awful song
But now I know the meaning of true love
I'm leaning on the everlasting arms

If I can see it, then I can do it
If I just believe it, there's nothing to it

I believe I can fly
I believe I can touch the sky
I think about it every night and day
Spread my wings and fly away
I believe I can soar
I see me running through that open door
I believe I can fly
I believe I can fly
I believe I can fly

See I was on the verge of breaking down
Sometimes silence can seem so loud
There are miracles in life I must achieve
But first I know it starts inside of me, oh

If I can see it, then I can be it
If I just believe it, there's nothing to it

Hey, cuz I believe in me, oh

If I can see it, then I can do it
If I just believe it, there's nothign to it

Hey, if I just spread my wings
I can fly
I can fly
I can fly, hey
If I just spread my wings
I can fly
Fly-eye-eye

new life in new perspective with new inspiration

lalala.....
now i,m in ukm..
taking the course of architecture...
a new knowledge for me..
but..
i will do it..
successes..
amienn..