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Thursday, December 30, 2004

hey...wat in a day...heh...bought sch books for today...promised atika wud be meeting her at 8 in damorning..end up i woke up 8 in the morning also..was in a rush..lucky she wasnt angry with me..thanx ya..heh...hmm..then went to hougang mall eat kfc n some sushi ...nice one...feel real full..den followed up by going in the library to get a book for the silent reading period..heh..not again?! wasnt meantally prepapred for the upcoming O level thingy..but jus give it a shot..i guess....hmm..bout the tidal waves..tsunami...its a sad natural things happen..its written obviously..heard my frens saying lot of ppl passed away due to the thingy tt happened..nie kalau kwn tak bilang pun i wudnt noe till the last minute..dunt read the news tt much until sumthing reali bother me or im deadly bored...hmm..ya den my mother offer to eat bread with peanut butter..i ate...den chit chat with my mak n bapak..ehehe...hmm..erm..kind of miss my nenek..just met her during few weeks back later..i tink shud meet her somehow..a sudden feeling..heh...

tt day went to bugis..bought a backpack n a sling bag...nice ppl there..made a few frens..nice person..especially the uncle there...n bought a pencil case...brown in colour..attracted to it..nice simple one...bout a shade..its brown in colour also..nice uh..heheh...toto of buying more but it was over my limit ....money matters i shall say...eehhehe..my next aim is to get a portable radio n a bob marley cap..tt cap.....n ya..i need to go back band after so long i dint turn up for practices...some matter la...geez..tts all..erm today is the eve of new year..n tomorow is new year...n you have yet to show up...to give my particular strength of the yr..adious.

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Thursday, December 23, 2004

heya..geez..been so long dint update this blog..today is 24 dec...hmm..tomorow is christmas...merry christmas ya...hmmm...last pass few days got back my results for N level..no big thing bout it..alhamdullilah..i eventually passed....given the chance hope to work hard for it...,"jgn ckp je..buat"ehee....got 9 pts..its my luck..besok2 luck da takda..heh...when take the results was so shaky,feel like crying..nak semput..[biasalah kalau time exam,nak ambik results,stress] slalu kena semput nya...heh..so mr selva said some of class members dint make it out of the 3 normal academic classes..so it was only my class tt some of them dint make it..so obviously i was so shaky la..lagi tak blaja for this N level..so dint hoping for the better...hope for the worst la kan...so after tt...semua split la kan...so den...faizah came to me running say,"suhaili!!aku pass"..so i was like...ya ok...cant give any expression becos i dint take my results yet....den atiqah came to me said she passed..ya congrats..den came atika,aisha bowen..followed all by my frens la...but mine still blum lagi...skali mdm noryanti pun call me la..,"suhaili"..den iw as like so clumsy..nak duduk pun kerusi mcm terdrag gitu..duduk...tgk muke dia mcm eee...seram..n she said this la,"suhaili,ure the weakest among the all...."den i was like..,"ya ya..move on faster..i noe it.."..den she said,"uve passed"..i was like...still no expression la...n all my frens were shouting...then i go to mr dominic goh w/o an expression he say..,"how come ?not happy uh u pass?" den i was like..ya ya..i did..den he say want to go sec 5?i say..tink bout it first...still in a daze i guess...i dint call anybody up saying i manage to go sec5..so den..my sis called me up..play a trick on her said tt i fail..my mom called said i failed....heh..my sis can still giggle..i was like,"eh tak kesian ke aku fail?"..but i cudnt care less becos it was not the real truth mah..eheh.....so after dat went to marina square,suntec city there..walk damn long..urgh..with faizah,raket n yaya...hmm..dint njoy it tt much..was having a asthma attack mayb shocked la..n was having a headache..so ya..stupid feeling....den went home back..hmm..tts how i take my N level results..heh..alhamdullilah eh...adious

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Saturday, December 04, 2004

This poem dedicate to my dearly bowen military band...

here u go..-:

The bandroom were opened at eight-thirty that morning,
and the band members started streaming in.
There were seniors,juniors combining talents
some came into the band room with confident strides.
It has been done on the very first day.
When they just learnt to be a new band member
But most stood alone at any corner they could find.
Unlocking each identity for further interaction
Which one way through that can be taught in the space of notes

It was not until a soul drew his own curtain
and build a bowen military onto his shoulder that
the murmuring filled the band room
He guided us
in the magic of his own music and
teach us with most patience
even knowing we are weak as much could be help
back then
until….

Faint music was heard from the back of the room
withdrew a curtain and was now playing.
Guiding us along the music,parade
Was just the back of the memories
As we played,marching, everyone[juniors] came closer and
one by one they picked up an instrument and played along.
The cornets, French horns, euphoniums, tubas and more
gathered harmoniously in a jubilant symphony,mlitary they call
From the sounds of the Canon in D Major to
the overtures and rhapsodies, music filled the parade and study area they call as
more joined in the military as years passed it by.

The military-life is concluding after four long years.
Along the journey, strings have snapped, sticks broken
and even chords have played out of tune.
But they have been fixed time and time again,
by the very friends that we have made.

Our lives are like creating music,
learning the notes before we start,
then breaking the rules when the time is ripe
and finally playing them all right from the heart.

Every band member has its own story to tell and impart,
just like the one that is about to depart.
Perhaps there might be another for the next generation,
to carry the torch of a band tradition.

The band members is concluding after four long years,
it is playing the notes of its final verse.
The music will stop when the tenure is over,
and become a memory for every band member.

-suhaili-amj`

hmm...tts a poem for bowen military band....its for the each of the band member who grow up in that particular cca...its jus for u guys..came right from my heart...appreciate u guys right from the beginning i knew each of them as me seniors,juniors..all in all...ure worth my time,my pain...its oki we dunt make it upteen times,im sure we make it one day..granting one wish is all tt cud be done....trus bowen military band...:)

adious..

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