shout

it's been more than a week.. unconnected to my other world or into some other people world, into their words, wisdom, joy or the whatever. i'm so tied up. but i guess thats not important now. enough of the busyness of the moment. is there a word like busyness? argh...forget about it.

i think i'm gonna bebel it all out. dont care if anybody care. so what's does it gonna be? no idea.

u know sometimes i think we're all just puppets and dolls. taking for granted everything that been fed. never pause to ask why. we agree with the majority coz the majority will win and it hurts to be a loser. minority is not a good place to be. afraid to be called silly. angguk2 geleng2 ikut rentak macam burung kakak tua nyanyuk yang hanya nak kraker. kalau yang di ikut betul takpe. kalau betul pun ngape tak tanya? supaya lebih faham. to appreciate more.

why do people send their children to schools? becoz everybody is doing it. becoz its the law. cant education be better than school only?.or does school is really enough? then hoping their children to the uni. clever little boy, anak bapak, high edu, high salary, good life. Education is a business itself. promising a better life. man create a system and push people to agree. i tell u school is a must, edu is, but not enough. stop here.

i'm bebeling as it goes, so forgive me if it doesnt make sense to you, who ever you are.

as far as religion is, how many of us could say that they really know why they are devoters to their religion? I was born a muslim. I should be thankful. I am. But sometimes, I think people who aren't born a muslim and converted to be one, is better in terms of discovering and embracing the teachings. better than me, speaking for myself. I mean just think, these people questioned their meaning of life, searching, seeking the truth, understanding the messages of God and later find peace in themselves and in their lives. while me, taken for granted everything, taking from textbooks, learning from so called wise man and yes they are wise but afraid or never ask why? why? fear. i imagine myself and ask myself, what if i was born to a different type of religion or belief family? i think u should ask urself this question too. will we find the truth? the truth is the truth but where does it comes from? i now realized that i got to find the meaning of 'naik saksi'. what does it means. u get me? go to the roots of the matter. to get down to the nitty gritty. until then will i rest at peace with myself. finding myself is the key. and thats what it means by life education. stop here.

korang ngk tak malaysian idol? sucks! and i blame it all at the judges. i mean they choose these bunch before the sms voting. so it leave us ( or the voters, i am never an sms voter) not much choice. the 12 finalist got talent but not that so good to be an idol u see. I've seen the auditions and i think there are better ones than these dozen. but the lame judges pick out these 12. argh..kcuf mi2! forget it!

i come to think that reality shows are getting too real. to the point of faking. after the first season everybody know how's the game is played and nobody seems to genuine anymore. u can see it on the apprentice, af, idol, swan, every other reality show. so what is reality? reality is about being fake to get in front. u can vote urself cant u? ur father is the tokey kayu balak, why not? just like politic i think, where u can buy votes too. now everybody starts to get into the band wagon. reality all the way. britney does it, paris does it, branson does it. when will it stop? i only can say that bersamamu is totally the show that shows reality. and what about the other show mencari cinta? big time lame as a kambeng face in the rain. why not put a show mencari tuhan? or mencari ayah pin : where are hiding man?

But come to think of it, like the saying, life is a stage. from shakespeare i think. then we are all actors. we act daily all the time. what about pro wrestling? i think they are all great actors. yet people believed that they really fighting. there's good guys and bad guys. I was once that people. Now no more. Exposure, maturity and common sense changed me. but then, its ok to love em. i mean why not? just treat em like a live performance. a play like in threatre. plain entertainment. just like the movies. never real just acting. pure entertainment to the amused. why not? right?