after that first encounter with azie, i try to fit my schedule so that i could 'accidently' meet here when she back from school. i wish we were in same school, but unfortunately she is in SSI JB and me in SDJ JB. that arrangement work according as plan, so we always meet in the elevator.
sometimes i manage to ask her little brother to pass a message, like one time i want to see her after the friday prayer. and she agree. so when i went to masjid, my head was thinking about the dating while the khatib giving sermon. and it was the longest sermon ever, but i cannot remember what the topic.
came back from friday prayer, we meet downstair and treat her air batu kacang. but few minutes later her big brother call her up as her mother need her help in the kitchen. very frustrating because after few hours of waiting in masjid, i only got to see her for few minutes.
i found out that shoe was define as "[i]footwear shaped to fit the foot (below the ankle) with a flexible upper of leather or plastic and a sole and heel of heavier material"[/i]. but my shoe is not just another footwear, it has comforted my feet through my journey in life (it sounded like that backpack ads). of cause, all shoe smell bad. i also got few pairs in the cabinet, but this is the one i wear to my office.
but too bad, lately this one got some funny sound when you walk. its not too obvious when out in open area, but its sounded bad when i walked into a meeting room.
i do not belive all this palm reading crap, but for the fun of it here my palm and if you can do tell me what is my future would be like......or do i have one that is worth it.
since this tblog will be dedicated sole for the purpose to tell you all about my inner self. because you do not know who am i and only me and me alone know who am i, i decide to take this measures to ensure my identity remains a mystery:
1. all name used does not referring to a living or dead person, it is just a nickname representing a person i knew in my life. if it happen to be your name, it just a coincident. the blog is the true story of my life.
2. i have to clear up all cookies, temp internet files and even the url entered (you got it). it is an attempt to wash away my digital track.
3. not tell a single soul about this tblog, not even a hint.
4. not even put a link and not going to make any tfriends......ever.
5. if you think i am a freak, i do not give a damn because i do not know you.
because me is nobody and is not part of your life.....and i want it to remain that way......for the life of this tblog.
:?: : things that i cannot avoid is the google spider bot and you and you and you......
what am i doing? i waste my time all day at work doing nothing but browsing around other tblog. when i see a tblog link on other people tblog (confusing eh) i start to click it. i was saying "this is the last link i should click", but then i didn't stop there. i continue to other tblog.
i guess i am addicted to tblog. help me. i am a freak. well aren't you..........
her name is azie. she is the first girl when i was 14 years old. i was still with my parents living in flat in the middle of JB town. my parents house was at ninth floor and her house was at eleventh floor. she lived with her parents. i remember when i met her, that evening while waiting at the elevator to reach ground floor. she wear the usual school uniform. i think she noticed me staring at her, and then she give me the most beautiful smile before we walked into the elevator. i was thinking "do i want to say something to her now or later" until the elevator stops at ninth floor. but i didn't walked out, i let the door closed. when we reached eleventh floor she walked. i said to myself "how come i never saw here around before". that where it all begin.
one day i managed to pull enough courage to talked to her, but i can't remember what was our first conversation all about. but i remember i was feeling so peaceful when i am around her. it's like she is the world to me, no other world exist.
before i was married, i got a lot of girlfriends. i am not a casanova, but i will always have one girlfriend at one stage of my life. and she will always be the one in my dream. i am a one-girl-relationship kinda guy. not multiple but only one. one for each stage of my life that will be forever in my memory.
so how many stage was it? lets count......around 15 stages. so that make about 15 girls in my life. they had shape me into what i am today, physically and mentally.
i want to tell you each one of them, but right now i got to complete my work first. so till next time.
this is my second tblog. i won't tell you my first, cos this one will be coming from my inner, deepest and darkest side of my life. i kept it inside of me for so very long and now i want to let the juice out. cos here i do not know you and you wouldn't want to know me.
