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Ishak Johari. 18 this year. 19 next year. 20 two years after. 21 three years.. Ah,you get the point.
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Friday, 17 April 2009
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If you walk away right now,You know there will be no end.
They are your shadows,
No matter where,
So stay where you are.
You may choose to run,
Wherever you want to,
Whenever you can.
But you know,
Old Charlie will always get you,
No matter where you are,
No matter when.
So stay where you are,
And find a proper way out.
Only then will you be free,
As free as you can be.
Run no more, sonny,
Be afraid no more.
Don’t get all clammy and wimpy,
‘Cause it’ll sting you till you’re sore.
So run no more, sonny.
Stay where you are.
-Ishak
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Kadang,aku bertanya juga,
Benarkah dia untuk diriku?
Dan,rakanku berbisik,
Siapa dia berbandingmu?
Dia,hanyalah permpuan biasa,
Mereka berbisik lagi,
Engkau tidak layak dengannya,
Beribu wanita,pilihlah sahaja,
Asal bukan dia.
Dan kini,aku bertanya lagi,
Benarkah dia untukku?
Namun,kini hatiku yang berbisik,
Siapakah aku berbandingnya?
Dia,hampir sempurna,
Dan kesilapannya,jarang sekali.
Dan aku,insan hina,
Dibasahi dosa,
Layakkah aku untuknya?
Matanya,mempamerkan kejelitaan,
Dan untukku,ia tiada bandingan.
Raut wajahnya,membuatku tergamam,
Bagaikan bulan yang mencahayai malam.
Dia bukannya perempuan biasa,
Hatiku berbisik lagi.
Kerana dia,
Teristimewa.
-Ishak
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Well,the first one was written somewhere in mi-febraury,when I'm still not paying attention in class. The second one was when I was being emo somewhere in end-march. I was at home,so no need to pay attention to anything.
Hello world. My name is Ishak Johari and I'm ready to tell you about my life this week. So sit back, relax and enjoy my show.Okay.
Monday was a bit boring.Had to adjust to the new timetable so I had to force myself to eat rice so I won't suffer for the next 7 continuous periods (which amounts to 3 and 1/2 hours),even though I don't usually eat rice in the morning.hee. Suffered during english because my head decided that its the right time to torture me with its pain. Cooled down during Lughah, and I spent the last one hour of a torturous 3.5 translating arabic texts. Really paid attention during Geography.Slacked during Usul Fiqh. Went home and slept. No energy to even eat.
My head decided to be funny with me again on Tuesday. And on the way to school,I was surrounded by girls from different madrasahs. Al-Sagoff,2 girls. Wak Tanjong. 4 girls. Al-Junied, 3 girls. Al-Ma'arif, 2 girls. And I was trying very hard not to look at any of them and ended up looking straight at a smiling singh.God, I swear, he was smiling like a lecher! Haha! And school was great. English was great. I failed my Math mock exam paper 2 but passed overall so it wa great. Malay was kind of great. And going home was super great because I get to share the same bus with Miss A! hee. gatal. Itu pun happy.
Wednesday.Most boring day.But whitespace was great.Ustaz Zahid really knows how to capture his audience.
Thursday.Had the same Tuesday problem on the MRT. This time I looked straight at a nose-digging Chinaman.Bingo.Maths was great.I got highest in class for Maths Mock Exam paper 1 and Maths class test 2.Was really happy about it.I'm bound to fail English though,because I didn't answer 2 questions.My head was toying with me again at that time,so I can't think.
Today.Maths was great because Mdm S gave lots of exercises.Science was great because Mr Najib and Mr Muneer was more enthusiastic than usual,and that's saying something considering that they are always enthusiastic.Went to Hasanah.hung out with Abg Fad.Then went home.And then I updated this blog because I know you people miss me.
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