is it really that tough?

yes.. I've fallen again in the hands of failure..

i found out.. after 3 semesters of failing... i am in shock.. this is what they call cultural shock.. the environment.. the facilities.. THE FREEDOM.. is unbearable..

i took the first hit last semester.. flunking chemistry.. and i think i'm about to get the 2nd one this semester...

tears?? too late...

I've never thought it'll ever cross my mind.. but i think the word dismissal is taking a step closer to me..

regrets?? too late...

haven't you realize boy??? you are trowing your life away... are you still sleeping boy??? wake up!!!

maths 3 was the toughest paper I've ever sit for.. i hope i would just get enough to pass... ( sigh )

suddenly everything seems gloomy... no ones around.. how would i face Accha.. and mama.. ),=

what can i say to them to make it sound less hurting..



i'm so sorry Accha and Mama..

he jumps for the header! and lands on my foot! ouch..!

aawwhh.. mondays.... the day where all teenages get up in the morning, yawn and complaint ..
" ayoyo.. so lazy to go to class la today "

hehe.. my hours in the classrooms on a monday ends at 1pm..

so in the evening was either to SLEEP and get fatter, of to go out and play and become LESS FAT!

and.. with the motivation of losing weight!! i decided to go out and play.. yeah!!!
( that was the hard part ) chosing between " SLEEPING " and " NoT SLEEPING "

so i went out to get sweaty and burn some fat.. and started playin well.. well.. ofcourse i played well.. i'm a star on the pitch!
haha..
after awhile.. i don't realy know why i decided to take off my shoes.. which was not a very good idea..

the tragedy : -

Hasbullah Awang >commentator :
"
and the ball is in the air..
adeep and salam is going for the ball..
salam jumps for the header..
gets the header!
but wait!!!
ouch!!!
he lands on adeeps foot!!

(with a slight gigle) thats gonna hurt!!!
"

the pain was there.. but the agony came after about an hour after the tragedy.. hehe..

so.. went to the klinik inside campus.. see the doctor..
which actually makes me smile besides the agony i was going through with my foot

imagin a punjabi women.. wearing a tudung.. speaking english with an Indian accent .. haha..

the conversation..
adeep : evening doctor
doctor : haaaaa.... so what happen??
adeep : my leg is swollen la doctor.. got injured playing footbal just now
doctor : woooh.. just now vaa?? why?? someone kick you r...??
adeep : no la doctor.. someone step on my leg
doctor : woooooooo... thats why swollen laa... wokay2.. move ur toes up?

i moved my toes.. but there was little movement..

doctor : wokay2... herrmmm...

doctor write prescriptions

doctor : wokay.. i give you pain killer.. u yeat r.. then.... you apply crim.. and bandage waaa.. wokay.. done..
adeep : thnk you doctor..



haha.. that realy put a smile on my face.. with all the "wokay"s and "yeat" which is eat with indian accent.. haha.. reminds me of my Accha who often makes fun of people with indian accent..


so thats is how i hurt my self!

ayoyo... the pain is realy bad.. so i just wanna say.. play with your shoes on..

i've got my lesson...

peace out.. smekom... =)

who is this feellooww r??

hermm.. say something intelligent?? well.. this might Sound " INTELLIGENT" ..

nothing defines my life like music does... its a song of no ending ( yet ).. it starts on 26.11.91.. and it has been singing since then.. filling in are the melodies of all the experience i've been through.. pretty much like Beethoven’s music.. it may start as a happy song.. and suddenly it changes to a horror music.. and changes back to happy music.. haha.. i have my Accha ( dad ) to thank.. for being a great father.. i would just have to give in la.. fathers.. will be fathers.. its their job to make noise at us..( that's his phrase ) and forces us to eat vegetables ( again his phrase ).. and mom.. u are truly my paradise.. she's the most beautiful lady I've ever met.. love you mom.. she makes noise too.. haha.. " PARENTS " again.. its their "JOB"

so... this particular song.. has no sheets to say how it has to be played.. no particular note must be played at anytime.. it plays with a timing of its own... i blooms on its own will... it only has one movement.. unlike Beethoven’s.. his music has many movements.. well.. my music of life doesn’t.. it sings on it's own will... within the boundaries where it can be sang... =)

well.. i'm doing my foundation in engineering at CFS IIUM, which stands for : ( drum roll )

Center For Foundation Studies International Islamic University of Malaysia .

wow.. long name.. "just realize it was when typing it down".. try saying it in one breath.. hehe..

so.. i'm in PJ now... where my campus is.. i'm back home almost every week... ( banting ) haha..

so.. i'm M. Adeep Nair b. M. Naim Nair.. and this is my place where i put what ever crosses my mind..

i got no enemies ( mybe ) i'm a guy who hates changes... have your own opinion.. i have my own opinion.. i only accept changes when it is in my interest... i love music ( as if you don't know already )..

so.. what summore r?? ok la.. thats it la... peace out..

SMEKOM!! =)