The Way

Thursday, March 19, 2009

WOOHOO. this morning rocked ah. i woke up at 11.30 to see a boiling hot cup of coffee (not the black kind, but the sweet-ish kind with abit of milk). So i decided to experiment by adding two teaspoons of nutella! holy shit at first it look doomed to fail, cos the nutella stuck to teh spoons. but i stirred. and stirred. i read teh newspaper while stirring. i spread some nutella (very messily) onto my bread while stirring. then i stirred somemore. then FOOM my coffee turned blacker. AND IT TASTED DAMN GOOD. macam mild hot chocolate but not so milo-like, more like chocolate flavoured coffee. POWER MAN U ALL SHOULD TRY IT TOO. go get some nutella. its nice.

anyway, i just realised that many people have asked what is a pinut. as u all know, pinut is my cow, as in L-E-M-B-U, and its time i paid tribute to him here, since im breaking the copyright laws by using his name.

Say hello to PINUT! (pronounced pee-nart, not pie-noot, courtesy of ladybug)

hey pinut, dont be rude, say hi! HI!

there u have it. my dear pet. just to see how big/small he actually is, ill compare him to a GC.

haha just the nice size to bring to bed or to sch! or anywhere else he wants to go.

my bro has one too, and im sure uve heard of it too. his blog name says it all. anyway, it is kindof nice to pretend they are alive, just to keep me occupied and give me this feeling that i have someone waiting for me at home (APART FROM MY MUM), and someone i can talk to when im down. heh i actually feel bad when i throw him around, macam lah si kecik ni ada feelings eh.

thats it for now!

Husaini @ 1:54 AM

Monday, March 16, 2009

HAHA didnt want that sick shit i call a post being the first one you ppl see when u click posts, so ill put a song!

Broken Strings (feat. Nelly Furtado) - James Morrison

Let me hold you
For the last time
It's the last chance to feel again
But you broke me
Now I can't feel anything

When I love you,
It's so untrue
I can't even convince myself
When I'm speaking,
It's the voice of someone else

Oh it tears me up
I try to hold on, but it hurts too much
I try to forgive, but it's not enough to make it all okay

You can't play on broken strings
You can't feel anything that your heart don't want to feel
I can't tell you something that ain't real

Oh the truth hurts
And lies worse
How can I give anymore
When I love you a little less than before

Oh what are we doing
We are turning into dust
Playing house in the ruins of us

Running back through the fire
When there's nothing left to save
It's like chasing the very last train when it's too late

Oh it tears me up
I try to hold on, but it hurts too much
I try to forgive, but it's not enough to make it all okay

You can't play on broken strings
You can't feel anything that your heart don't want to feel
I can't tell something that ain't real

Well the truth hurts,
And lies worse
How can I give anymore
When I love you a little less than before

But we're running through the fire
When there's nothing left to save
It's like chasing the very last train
When we both know it's too late (too late)

You can't play on broken strings
You can't feel anything that your heart don't want to feel
I cant tell you something that ain't real

Well truth hurts,
And lies worse
How can I give anymore
When I love you a little less than before

Let me hold you for the last time
It's the last chance to feel again

ALAMAK LAGU SEDAP SIAAAAA

Husaini @ 6:22 AM

Friday, March 13, 2009

There is so little to be happy about these days yknow. Hardcore volleyball training going to start in like 3-4 weeks (vhaat, who says volleyball is slack :P). PANTAT AH

Somemore got this air of expectancy in the air tau. like we all anticipate sth. sure its coming but we're anticipating it anyway. we're anticipating the emotions, the situation, the scenario and everything. and its sadd to imagine so, and even more so knowing its impending and inevitable arrival, but to actualyly go through it would be better than to leave ourselves in expectancy. it will eat us up bit by bit till we go crazy. i think im going crazy myself, but heck ah. thats not important. PANTAT AH.

Just yesterday, when we sent off halim, there was no anticipation of it. i thought, heck its just 6 days, i wont miss him much. but when we arrived at the airport (in dramatic bollywood fashion), when i hugged him and said goodbye, my eyes actl started to water abit. like couldnt help it. AND THATS ONLY SIX DAYS AND THERE WAS NO HYPE OVER IT. pantat ah.

i think cos hes like my closeclose fren and it never occured to me how much i appreciated him till he left. sure hes not well liked, but beneath his annoyingness, his bastardness and his abitshowoffness, he still is one of the nicest and most reliable guy i ever knew. so thanks halim :D

that was a sidenote. to show that i can get pretty emotional for someone going away albeit for 6 days. 6 FREAKING DAYS GODDAMMIT. why seh. the magnitude is soooo small yet it affected me so hugely. imagine 5 years. or rather 5 blocks of 1 year? can die sia. literally. so maybe its a good thing my aunt got a wedding this sunday. maybe its a good thing i cant go to the freaking airport. maybe its a good thin i went to send halim off, for its prob the last time ill see happy things for 5 years. maybe its all good that this shit is happening. God knows why.

the silver lining behind the cloud?? more like thunderclouds looming.

Husaini @ 6:27 AM

Thursday, March 5, 2009

Haha just some humour i thought up of during the chemistry tutorial just now. sorry mrs chua, ur a nice teacher, i just cant focus :D

while on the topic of stoichiometry(or however else u spell it), the calculation shizz in chemistry, i thought of a question to ask u ppl.

Sorry the bloody pic is shown sideways so for your benefit, the little writing on the paper says "1dm^3"

[assuming the brown part in the pic is saiful's arm, what is the concentration of saiful in saifuls arm?]

heh hinthint! the answer is lame. at this point, any reference to the real halim is purely coincidental and was not intended. seriously. jangan terasa tau halim.

for those people who dont take chem, im sorry, im just indulging in a brief moment where i actl CAN do abit of chem without confusing myself, so bear with me :D

actl thats all i wanted to point out in this post. haha kesian eh, i lead such a sad and mundane life sampai benda kecik macam gini pon boleh excited.

BTW the answer to the qn is 2 MOLe/DM^3. get it?

HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH!!!! im so proud of myself :D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D

retard

Husaini @ 5:34 AM

Monday, March 2, 2009

WOOHOO smack that. heh.

lifes good so far, i think. oh and sorry for the latelate update, i was busy with godknowswhat. cant be homework or studying, cos i havent been doing that either. haha academically, sch hasnt sucked, yet. of course lah, with the exception of maths and econs, everything else is like a summary of the whole of sec4 crammed in two weeks. wooh and i have to say this.....ECONS U SUCK U CAN GO AND DIE AND I WONT ATTEND UR FUNERAL HECK I WONT EVEN BOTHER CRYING COS I THINK I MAY HAVE ALREADY DONE SO IN THE SHEER AGONY OF TRYING TO MAKE SENSE OF U.

haha its just the start of the year and im already behind in econs. kesian. im just not meant to do humans. anyway im in drama. what.the.hell. cmon lah if u exco ppl wanted to put me in a role u houldnt really have asked me what i wanted to do for rj drama and got my hopes up. for teh record, i chose publicity and backstage. but nooooooo. ill bet this has sth to do with fawaz reading my meme. screw it :D

nemain ah worse to worse i forget my lines, terstagefright (which i am highly prone to), accidentally embarrass my "wife" and "daughter" and maybe even EMBARRASS MYSELF by doing something characteristic of me, tripping over mike wires, falling over props, knocking over my thin wife. and the list goes on. so yeah, well done exco ppl. not that i wouldnt try, but life can be a bastard at times and these things do happen, particularly when the person in qn is me :P

heh i am quite. i dno. foom-ed. cos i finish my days at...uhm, very late ah. it didnt seem so if u look at my timetable. all finish macam 1230-130. but monday got lesson at 415, tuesday now got tarian wednesday got training and tarian thursday finish 425 friday got training till 730 :/ ok lah not tired or anything but when i get home i would tell myself "wah u had a busy day take a break and reward urself." so i end up wasting away at teh com.

this has to stop. now.

NOW.

STOP IT.

ok i give i just cant stop it yet. too much timewastign to do too little time. gtg!

Husaini @ 5:14 AM

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Ahmad Husaini
02/05/1992
Raffles Rugby 05-08, Pwnage09, 10S06F
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