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Showing posts with label Story. Show all posts

Of New Year, Resolutions and Unclassified Garbage

Posted: Friday, January 10, 2014 by skidsoil in Labels: , , , , ,
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Since it is still January I guess it is not too late for me to wish 'A Very Happy New Year Twenty-Forteen!' and yes this is my second entry for this year. Told ya, I walk the talk though at this very moment I am half asleep and I can't think of what to write. Well speaking of new year, it's mid January now but there are still some of us who are still in the mood for new year, some are getting their new hair cut, some are working on their new image, some are still enjoying their holiday, some are planning to have splendid vacation and the list goes on. I'm just the same old me, new year or not, I am still the same Firdaoz. 

As for the resolutions, I don't really have a list of specific resolutions that I tend to achieve through-out the year but since it has already been more or less eight months since I graduated, so getting a real job is my main agenda for this year. Yes it has been eight freaking months and I'm still unemployed. You might think I am useless for wasting my time being jobless but it's not like I did nothing for the past eight months, I was a freelance-dancer whose schedule was pretty much occupied during that particular time frame. I sound offended didn't I? 

Now I am wide awake, haha. Anyway, since I am back to blogging, I would like to make clear of few things. Firstly, this is totally a personal blog, meaning it's a whole lot of me and myself-related issues inside it. Secondly, this blog was meant to be done in bi-lingual which are English and Malay but I guess it's more Daoz-lingual now so I wrote it in whatever way I like but I try my best to make it understandable to everyone. Last but not least if any of you are wondering why this blog is so called Unclassified Garbage you might want to click here for its explanatory entry.

The Tribe Has Spoken

Posted: Thursday, January 9, 2014 by skidsoil in Labels: , ,
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Hello all.

Recently, I paid a visit to a blog of a very dear female friend of mine. After reading her most recent entry, I was like 'Oh this (blogging) is good' and a rush of feeling came to greet me as if it was trying to remind me of how good it feels to blog. I used to blog and I used to like writing it because for me writing is some sort of way to express your feelings, to channel your emotions, to share your thoughts and above all, to store your memories in a written form. So I read my previous entries with the most recent dated on February 9, 2013, and I went all like 'Oh, this was when.. And this one.. How emotional I was that time.. Haha I still think this one funny.. Did I really wrote this particular entry?' Then after a while I decided to share about my blog on Instagram and deliberately asked a rhetorical question at the end of my lengthy caption. I would have been back blogging despite what people's gonna say anyway but a total of seven friends gave a positive comments. At first I thought of waiting exactly a year before writing a new entry, but seven is more than enough to boost my spirit to blog in instant. Having said that, I would like to thank for the moral supports they gave me, it's magical how mere words can make you feel so alive and appreciated right? Well, I think this is enough for a start, I shall blog again soon, very soon I pinky promise.

Keep reading mate! Thank you.

Going Out Of The Comfort Zone

Posted: Wednesday, August 3, 2011 by skidsoil in Labels: , , ,
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What PC wrote is indeed true, being out of the comfort zone is not easy. I agreed to what she has written, yet I did go out of my comfort zone. I've been thinking of getting my head bald for quite some time but I don't really have the courage to do it. I fear it will turn out ugly, I always think that my head is somehow not symmetrical and the shape is kind of weird. To do something that can't be undone sure has made me think a lot, with all those uncertainties, what-if-questions and whatnot. Luckily with hair, they grow back. So I made up my mind, sat on the chair ready for my hair to be chopped off or should I say my head to be shaved. After the cutting was done, it was a phew for me, I wasn't horrified with my look plus I got a month to grow them back before class starts. The good thing about being hairless is you need not to worry about your hairdo; no styling wax, no shampoo and no saloon. So if you ever think of going out from your comfort zone, go for it, be crazy for once. Stop wondering and feels the excitement of doing it with no regrets. You'll never know if you never try.

Scofield much am I? Coolness!

WARNING! Do it only if you are extremely ready, be very sure before you step out from your comfort zone.

I'm Actually A Syed

Posted: Friday, December 10, 2010 by skidsoil in Labels: , , ,
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Kononnyalah kan aku ni seorang SYED, atau dalam kata lain berketurunan Syed la. Tapi persoalannya gimana pula itu bisa terjadi ya? Haish, aku sendiri diselubungi misteri ni bila tiba-tiba mengetahui mitos tersebut sedangkan selama 23 tahun menjalani kehidupan, aku tak pernah didatangi mimpi menjadi serigala jadian. Oke, itu langsung tak relevan. Intipatinya mengapa aku begitu mengambil port pasal hal ni? Jeng jeng jeng! Meh aku stori siket wahai sekalian penduduk Bumi.

Adapun pada suatu ketika dahulu saya berhajatkan untuk menjadi teman kepada seorang gadis yang molek budi bahasanya dan sopan tutur bicaranya. Maka diletakkan syarat untuk berteman adalah jejaka yang berketurunan Syed kerana si gadis itu sebolehnya ingin menyambung legasi Syed-Syarifah yang ada dalam diri. 

Haa, macam tulah lebih kurang stori dia, citer lebih-lebih kang kate over pulak. Tapi nak dijadikan cerita, yang dikatakan menjadi pasangan si gadis tu sekarang takdepun nama berpangkalkan Syed. Yelah, jodoh tu semua bukan kerja kita, kalau nama aku Syed sekalipun tak semestinya kami bersama. Tapi can tu lebih la kot, (tetap kan?) haha. Yang penting dengan siapa pun dia bersama, dia dah buat pilihan yang aku kira paling baik. Pesanan penaja ini dibawakan oleh Syarikat Akupasrah Sdn. Bhd.


Gambar sekadar hiasan. Lalalala.

Yang pasal aku ni berketurunan Syed tu sebenarnya telah diceritakan oleh salah seorang saudara arwah Tok Aki Osman aku. Menurut dia gelaran Syed tu sengaja dibuang tapi aku tak pastilah siapa yang dimaksudkan tu sebab moyang aku pun takde nama Syed. Dengan itu, kesahihan cerita beliau tidak dapat dikenal pasti. 

SYED MUHAMMAD FIRDAOZ BIN SYED ABDUL RAZAK (pengsan! @__@)

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