Last Day in Malaysia

Hari ni hri last aku kt M'sia sbelum berangkat ke New Zealand esok sampai 2 jan 2012 ..... then 3 jan nak berhijrah ke manchester plak .... so , aku just nak ckp slamat tinggal terutamanya kepada 141 kwn aku di STAR , thnx for being my friends for 5 or 2 years ..... and also all those who knows me from time 2 time .... thnx a lot .... nnti kalo free time kt nz nnti aku update la blog ni ....

Difficult situation....

argh .... i feel like i've fallen into an intricate web of love ...... shit ..... esok time aku pegy picc , someone who have been so special to me in the past nak on balik semula ..... tpi masalahnye .... my heart have changed ..... i could not love her again after what she had done to me ........ mmng susah nak ubah balek hati aku nieyh ...... aku bukannye seperti lalang yg ditiup angin ...... pendirian aku teguh when i've come to a decision ..... haish ......
tengok ar esok camne ..... kalau la aku boleh terima dia punye apology ...... mungkin aku akan berbaik semula ..... tpi x nak over2 ..... because the wound in my heart still runs deep ........ well , if i get back together with her ..... there's still a chance of getting my heart broken once again ......... but if i stay with the current one ..... there's a lesser chance that she will cheat on me .....coz i've known her since i was in standard 2 ...... well .... it seems that i will have to make a decision tommorow ..... wish me luck .... i need it ......

I'm back !

dah lame aku x update blog nieyh ....... rse2nya dh dkt sebuln kot ......
tu pown sebab aku xde mase/xde mood .... hehehe ...... mmng bnyk bende yg aku nak luahkan kt blog aku nieyh ...... tuh nnti bila aku ade internet connection yg stabil sket , aku post ar .......

last week skola aku ada old boys' weekend ...... bapak dtg ar sbb dia old boy .... aku tengok dia lepak ngan member2 dia ..... buatkan aku terpikir tntng aku time aku jadi old boy ...... mcm mne ngan budak2 dorm aku .....
zain , ob , faris , rafizul , budi , shaker , atan , fathul , abu , ilman , amsyar , amin , iqbal , fifi ....... bonzer , hamdan , pokjak , dayat , blank ...... Nash , pe'do ngan wif skali .....

geng2 aku ..... bulat , amin 3 , ayam , kimok , hafiz , lebai , zack , adam , leper , zhonk , asai , ayie , kiwak , pejoi , bob ....... ngan budak2 batch aku yg laen2 ........ ntah r ..... hrp2 batch aku menjadi batch yg paling berjaya ar ......

tu jer lah stakat nie ...... nnti kalau ader mse nnti aku update pasal bende2 laen yg sedang bermain di benak fikiran aku .....

YNWA

2nd day at Bukittinggi

stelah semalaman tidor sebilik ngan isma aiman ..... aku bngun pkol 7 pagi hasil dri gangguan Aidil Azman ..... fuck Ebob kaco aku ngan doya tido ......lepas bangn tu .... aku ngan doya pi la makan nasi goreng sosis ....... sedap bangat dong ........ lepas itu we all pown bergerak la ke SMA Negeri 2 bukittinggi ...... di situ duduk tecengang mendengar ucapan Pengetua STAR dan Kepala SMAN 2 ...... lepas tu ..... kita pown menjamu Pecal ...... sedap bangat dong ...... enak menjilat jari-jemarinya ........ after that , kita pi tasek Melinjau melalui lekok 44 utk pergy ke rumah Buya HAMKA ...... 45 menit mendengar ceramah dari Pak Hanif saudaranya buya HAMKA ....... lepas itu .... kita pown lalu la lgy lekok 44 yg teramat tajam seakan-akan Syafiq Safwan ....... lepas itu sprti biasa ..... aku pown melantak nasi padang ...... petang tu ... aku sorang je tinggal kat Hotelnya .... melayan cerhita 12 ROUNDS lakonan John Cena ..... bdak2 sumer pgy shopping  ....... fuck x best .... lpas itu pergy makan mlm ..... makan itu Martabak Mesir Spesial bersama minumnya Teh Telur ...... pekat bangat tehnya ...... boleh sroh mamak D'maya buat ........ pastu aku pown ajak geng2 aku nak gi restock Djarum Blacknya ....... tipa2 ternampak pulok kedai bakso Jawo ......... fuuuuh ..... mkn itu teringat asal-usul ku dri mana .... Ambang ...... tpi bila teringat asal-usul ..... teringat plak pantang-larangnya .... iaitu .... orang jawa enggak bisa kahwin sama orang Jambi sama orang Kelantan ..... pusing2 kepalanya memikirkan hal itu ...... :( ..... udahlah itu ..... wak jono ingin tidur .... permisi ya ......

Buya HAMKA

Pak Hanif ( duduk kanan )

Jalan2 Indonesia

Pada pukol 7.50 pagi waktu Malaysia aku tlh bertolak ke Padang , Indonesia ....... as many as 11 STARians and 7 bdak IGOP tlh mengikuti program UNESCO ini ....... aku sampai ke Padang pada pkol 8.15 waktu indon ...... lepas abes sumer security punye hal ......aku n rakan2 aku nmpak la pulok kedai ni jual rokok berlambak2 ..... aku pon x thn ar .... tpi fikir2 ader ckgu di sekeliling .... aku thn la nafsu aku tu .... hehehe .... pastu kitorang pown naik la tour bas yg dah tersedia utk kitorang ......pusing2 bandar Padang dlu .... pstu bru lah mula perjalanan ker bukit tinggi ...... on the way ke bukit tinggi ... .kitorang stop sat kat Padang panjang ..... mmng panjang padang dia .... hahahaha ....... kat ctu kitorang stop mkan tengahhari .... dan di situ jugaklah aku dpt chance utk beli rokok indon yg murah ...... Marlboro RM5 jewr bhai ...... lepas tuh kitorang pown pegy ke pusat budaya Minangkabau kat situ ...... mmng bnyk info yg diperoleh di situ ........ Khairul Aiman dan Isma Aiman pulok gi try on baju pengantin tradisional minangkabau ni ....... mmng segak bergaya lah depa ....pastu sambung la perjalanan ..... sampai kat hotel ..... aku ngan geng2 aku berkumpol lah kat bilik akju yg terpinggir dri guru2  ....... kita pown berasap la ramai2 ...... pastu ckgu ajak gi pasar bukit tinggi .... aku ader lah beli souvenir utk rakan2 aku kat malaysia nun jauh di sana .... hahaha ..... well that's all for my first day in west sumatera ..... ciao ....

Pusat kebudayaan minangkabau , padang panjang

Airport minangkabau , Padang

Air Terjun Lambah Anai , Padang Panjang

Restaurant Pak Datuk , Padang Panjang

Menara Gadang , Bukit Tinggi

Triumph (The Kop)

"The harder the conflict, the more glorious the triumph" - Thomas Paine. There is no other institution in world football where these words ring more true than Liverpool Football Club. The season has ended and it has many of us feeling nostalgic, but also feeling optimistic about the future. Reminiscing on past failures and tragedies, then thinking back on glorious victories and conquests. Once we're done with that we are left with a smile on our faces, beaming. And we start to dream of how good it is going to feel when that ultimate glory returns to us again.

Overcoming strife to stand head and shoulders above the rest has been woven into the tapestry of this club. Our history is littered with moments where our backs have been against the wall, when no matter how hard we'd swing, the opposition's blows just knocked the breath out of us. Apparently damned, beaten to within an inch of death. And then doused in petrol, gruesomely set ablaze and left to char in the flames of defeat. Seemingly burnt down to the ground...only for the Liverbird to rise out of the ashes in a Phoenix-esque manner to prevail over the heavily stacked odds and reign victorious.

It is embedded in us and we are also constantly reminded by the anthem of this club to walk on and battle against the raging storm even though we understand that it is very tough. For we know that at the end we will be greeted with glorious light and a sky filled with endless promise. It is engrained within our DNA and can never be erased, for we are Liverpool. We never back down from a fight no matter how daunting it may be.

From being the almost boys of the 50's, always missing out on promotion toward the First Division, to being underdogs up against the talented Roma side that featured Conti, Falcao and Pruzzo in '84. From being 3-0 down within 24 minutes versus an efficient Manchester United side in '94, at Anfield no less, to being 1-0 down to a brilliant Arsenal team with only 18 minutes left on the clock in the FA Cup final of 2001. From the sad happenings at Heysel and unjust repercussion, to the extreme lows of Hillsborough.

We were under the cosh in all of these moments, yet somehow we bounced back and showed fight to stand tall. In '59, Shankly arrived, layed the foundations, and we soon won promotion to the First Division. We beat the much fancied Roma on their own patch, to become the 1984 European Cup champions. Nigel Clough scored a brace and inspired a remarkable comeback to help us draw against the Premier League champions, United. We netted two goals in the last ten minutes of the FA Cup final to lift it in 2001. Banned from Europe in the aftermath of Heysel, we turned our attention to domestic affairs and became even more dominant in England, gaining three league titles and two FA Cups. Hillsborough ended up uniting this club and showed just how closely knit it really is, with players, coaches, non playing staff and fans, all pulling together in support of each other and the families of the 96 who tragically lost their lives.

There are many examples of how sweet victory is after a struggle, but none more pertinent to Thomas Paine's words than Istanbul. In fact, our whole journey throughout the 2004/05 season brought the words to life. We were not even considered as real contenders when the Champion's League kicked off. With a really poor domestic campaign underway, and iffy encounters early on in our European group, we only in truth had an outside chance of qualifying for the knockout stages. Then came the Olympiacos moment. And after that, it was as if the shackles of fear and doubt had been taken off.

Strolled over Bayer Leverkusen, swept aside a really good Juventus team and this quarter final stage was really when everyone outside of the club felt the fairy tale would end. Not a chance...battled and grafted to win the semi-final tie versus Chelsea, to prove the doubters wrong and win a spot on the ultimate stage in club football: the UEFA Champion's League Final. We had made it. Against all odds, it was Liverpool travelling to Instanbul. In spite of the arduous travails of the testing Premiership season we'd endured, finishing fifth and not guaranteed a spot in the following season's edition of the Champion's League, we were there. Reaching the final was in itself a glorious triumph over the hard conflict that was our season. It was them Scousers again!!

It is with absolute certainty that I can say that everyone associated with Liverpool remembers what happened that midweek night, on May 25th 2005. For all of us fans, it was what epitomizes Liverpool Football Club. For neutrals wandering the wastelands of world club football with no affiliation to any side, it was their birth and passage to becoming a Red...the deciding factor. After watching a team pull off something like that, how could you not fall in love with them. Glorious in triumph, we literally snatched victory from the jaws of defeat in a conflict that saw us miraculously give as good as we got. David versus Goliath, a team of grafters and workhorses surprising those gifted with flair and awe inspiring technical ability.

A year later, we repeated a similar feat and lifted the FA Cup. A few months on and new owners rode into town, promising the world to the fans. Fast forward to October 2010: we have experienced arguably the most agonizing period in the club's recent history. Squabbles within the boardroom, greed from the owners, promises broken, ever rising debt, a good man stabbed in the back, the hiring of an inadequate replacement gaffer, protests by fans, not a single trophy won since the takeover, all of which started to have an effect on the field of play, with the cracks no longer being able to be covered up. This was a conflict as tough as any experienced and we had to dig extremely deep to find the will to beat this one.

NESV steps up, seizes the club from the wrong hands. They clear our debt, and make all the right changes, including placing the right man in charge of the team...and the rest, as they say, is history. But what it also appears to be is a future, and a bright one at that. It was a gargantuan effort to win this battle. It was a battle that if lost, could easily have led to the destruction of this fine institution. It will go down as an important moment in this conflict. Yet again, we managed to ignite to fire within our bellies and start to fight back, to win this war.

If this whole ownership saga and decline could be likened, or compacted into a football match, then Istanbul would be it. If thought to be over, it is not. Not by a long way. The comeback is in progress. September 2010 was half time...3-0 down, feeling down and defeated. May 2011, and we've started to hit back. Wins over the "big four", dashing displays of pass and move football, emergence of young talent, the Academy bursting with potential and an all round return to the Liverpool Way in all facets of the club.

It is 3-1 now and all of us can sense that we can go on and win this. Our rivals have noticed and are most certainly quivering at the sight of what is being cooked up at Liverpool Football Club at this moment in time. It is definitely happening, and we are not dreaming. It is going to take time, lots of effort and some getting up after being shoved to the ground a few times, but we WILL overcome. We will equalize and we will win. And after all the hard conflict, in the end, history will say that Liverpool Football Club stands Glorious in Triumph. - The Kop

1978 European Cup 

1977 European Cup

2001 UEFA Super Cup

2005 UEFA Champions League Cup

2005 UEFA Super Cup

1984 European Cup

1981 European Cup

Barcelona!

Tonight's the biggest night of the 2010-2011 football season ..... UEFA Champions League Finals ..... it's between The Red Devils and Catalunya ..... De Maya corner will surely be full of MU's Fans and Barca's fans .... hope tonight's game will be fair and filled with awesome goals......

Barcelona will surely win tonight :D

No hard feelings 2 the MU fans okeyh .....
it's just that i hate them VERY VERY VERY VERY VERY much