Have you ever realised that the things that you want so bad feels so wrong that you pray to be shown something right, only to end up having it in front of you, teasing, taunting, wanting you to step into the line that you have created? Every single time?
As a Muslim, you ask and pray for answers. And you were taught that things happen for a reason and sometimes that reason is not for you to learn, but for someone else to ponder.
And sometimes it confuses you because you just want to live peacefully. Or be selfish and think why do I have to be the sacrificial lamb for someone else's lesson?
Nauzubillahi min zalik.
But a test is a test, and no matter how massive or how trivial, it still has an impact on life itself.
If I can just find the perfect balance for all this.
Maxis Broadband. Well, let me tell you.
It's a piece of shit.
Why would someone pays RM118 per month just to get a connection slower than your average dial-up? I think it's time for Maxis to learn the reason why so many people change to Celcom and DIGI now, and of course P1 W1MAX.
I know it has been raining and all that, but stop being ridiculous. My work consist of internet, internet and more internet. I am a writer. I need internet connection like Morgan Freeman needs his otherworldly voice.
Writing the blog too has been quite a bore and I now understand why. I got no feedback from people. Writing is all about feedbacks. If not, it just feels like writing a diary and if that's it, it's better to write a diary instead. At least I don't need to be diplomatic about it. I can just trash anybody I want.
Urgh, I can't go on. This bloody internet is making me boil with anger.