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I usually don’t post up too much of the personal stuff but this is a big exception. People who know me well might raise an eyebrow with this post.
Me completing my degree.
these 4 years of free education in Australia.
the people i have met and for the friends i have met
the knowledge and wisdom i have acquired.
the patience to deal with the unbelievably tough times
the sanity when things were getting too a bit too much
the opportunities that has been opened for me
the food and money to support me for the 4 years and in the future
the help i have received over these years
the innovations, ideas and inspiration that came to me
the maturity i have gained over the years
the family so supportive of me and pray they will be paid back billion times fold for it
the undescribably beautiful wonders i have witnessed
the new sweet titleist golf clubs
the future
would never have been possible without you, god. Alhamdulillah.
There is no one and nothing that deserves more for my gratitude except for you. Humans have and would turn their backs on me at some point but my prayers and wishes just keep getting granted regardless of my defiance and ignorance.
For those who do not believe that you are the most gracious and most compassionate are eternally regretful.
and please god grant me wisdom to deal with extremists who are making air travel so much more damn difficult and inconvenient
Took a bloody long time but thankfully one of the 3 most evil men in the world has been captured. Radovan Karadzic has been captured, the first step to his eternal fate of hell. These men were responsible for murdering more than 7500 muslims in an ethnic cleansing act in the Bosnian War.
Bastard #1: Radovan Karadzic
The other 2 are none other than Slobodan Milosevic and Ratko Mladic
Slobodan Milosevic: Bastard #2. Dead.
One more piggy to go: Ratko Mladic. Still on the loose
3 years ago, i saw a t shirt online, fell in love with the design. Loved the design because it i thought it had quite a deep meaning (pretty deep for a t shirt, i know but i appreciate art and i was emotional and there were a lot of things going on, fuck you all).
So i tried to buy it and it was sold out. It’s not like threadless, where they’d reprint it and sell thousands of them, once it’s sold, it’s sold. So 2 months ago, i surfed the same site and saw the tshirt, this time, it didn’t have the sold out tag on it, holy crap! 3 years of waiting, the t shrt i’ve wanted since, i’ve been waiting for this moment. The delivery charges were a bitch but when you’ve been waiting this long, it’s worth it i guess.
Few days later, i received an email. The owner apologised saying that the website was sort of not working and refunded my money, so they sold it to me by accident eventhough it’s not in stock. Yesterday, my housemate said i got a package, opened it, and there it is.. the t shirt.
checked out my credit card account and they didn’t charge me. Wow.. now that’s customer service. Plus, i never thought i’d get the tshirt ive been wanting for 3 years for free. Awesome.
Have you ever concentrated so hard in doing your work that you don’t realise that you are mumbling out loud your inner thoughts, daydreams and feelings. Something like “Women ought to have long tails”, as an example, i don’t know, something ridiculous that you wouldn’t dare to say it out with a fully conscious state of mind.
but you’ve also forgotten that there are people around you.
and not wanting to sound like an insane and bitter person to those around you, you repeat what you said but this time, you sing it with an awkward sounding melody. Hoping that they’ll pass your mumbling as a weird song.
You then shut up and put on your ipod. Knowing you’ve lost your worth from drowning in shame.
It was a cool Monday afternoon, i was in the toilet taking a piss. In the middle, the phone in the jeans vibrate and ring. It was only one of those ‘anonymous’ calls, those usually very important calls. There is no choice but to answer before the automatic voice message feature kicks in. It’s very uncomfortable.
There is that courtesy issue, where you have to talk softly, so as not to produce echoes that reveal you are in a toilet. There is also where you have to hold your piss because it’s rude to talk to someone on the phone while pissing. No matter how attentive you are, you know you sound like you’re going to sound too pre occupied when you piss. Be careful to hang up first then continue pissing. Not the other way round.
Timing for these things. Always suck.
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