*....faCtS....*

SuMtin BouT Me...
NaMe: Shad...
AgE: Too Old To BoThEr, Too Young To CaRe
JoB sTaTuS: CuRRenTlY SeRv|nG ThE NaTioN
d.O.b: 31sT SePt 1984
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*...Tellement pour dire, mots tellement petits...*

*...HaTeS...*

Paranoia
Blasphemy
War
Pretenders
Maths & Java

*...FaVs...*

Songs: Too Many Too Mention
Movies: Remember The Titans!!! The Man Who Knew Too Little
Supports: Newcastle United, England, Denmark, Chezch Republic, Juventus

*...PHoToS...*

-Fidz Chalet 2oo4-
-Raya wif NYP Peeps 2oo4-
-Raya wif The Guys 2oo4-
-KL Trip wif The Guys 2oo4-
-Sending Maryam off/Azie's openhse-
-My Family's Batam Trip-

*...LinKSs...*

-StArHuB-
-YaHo0!-
-MiNiCLiP-
-WwE-
-SoCCeRNeT-
-NUFC-
-NYP-
-SIT-
-BaRaFRanCa-

*...LinKSs 4 FreNs...*

Amal
Ariff
Ayu
Azie
Cheryl
Elfirah
Fadillah
Fana
Geannie
Hafiz
Hafiidz
Jian Yong
KaiTing
Lionel
Minah
Michelle
Nadiah
Nes
Paul Mcfly
Rab|a
Shikin
Siti
Sofian
TKCK
Yana
Zuli


*ArChIvEs*

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  • May 2005
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  • December 2005
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  • December 2007
  • January 2008

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    Saturday, March 26, 2005



    Crazy...



    Earlier today, while walking towards the mrt from school, jy asked me why i kept quiet. At that moment to avoid confusion i answered that i dun really find talking about computers fun coz the rest was joking ard abt the sch's PCs. Well the real reason was coz i was deep in thought. I was thinking about my cuzins.

    I think its tym i introduced my cuzins. Firstly, the oldest, who is my age, Firdaus. He is now in the army serving NS.

    The 2nd who's 20 at the end of this yr, is Farhana. She's currently gg thru a divorce and planning to get married with another guy. She's a proud mother of two boys the 2nd juz born a few days ago.

    The 3rd, Fahmi. He's currently serving probation for stealing a laptop in a boys home. He's also schling in ITE Geylang at the moment.

    The 4th, Fitri who is 15 this yr. Schling in Ahmad Ibrahim sec at the moment in sec 3 normal academic.

    The 5th sibling, Fairuz. A 14 yr old gal who is repeating her sec 1.

    The 6th, Farhan. 13 yr old boy taking his PSLE for the 2nd tym.

    From what i state above ppl mite be wondering why am i humiliating them this way? The answer is im NOT. In fact, im very proud of them. Only god knows how they're holding up. Let me explain.

    Firstly, their parents have left them. But its not lyk they really took care of their children when they were ard anyway. Their parents are divorced. N both are now married to new ppl. The thing is, at first, their dad took dem in after the divorce. But he abandon them after he got married to this indonesian women. He left them no money, no food and no education. Not even a roof coz he din pay the bills and all so their hse is gg to be taken away end of april. So Firdaus have to rent a hse from HDB with his NS wage of abt 400 bucks so that his siblings have a roof. Oh yah, he oso has to chip in for the hsehold expenses lyk food n stuff. Did i mention he is still 21?

    So wat happen to their mum u may ask? Well she got married to another guy and moved in wif him. And the kids cant stay wif her coz her new husband's mum dun lyk children. And it doesnt seem to bother her at all tat her children have no food to eat and hardly a roof to stay under. In fact, for the past few mths, my mum have been begging for donations from social welfare organization for them. Plus also chipping in some money. So my mum give the money to my cuzin n guess wat? Their mum will force dem to give her the money so she can give to another guy wif whom she's is having an affair wif behind her new husband back. WHAT A SLUT!!!

    And Fahmi, he stole the laptop rite. U noe y? Coz Farhana was cheated by her husband who is missing and wanted by the banks for debts n police. U see, she has no money to support her son. N her dad dun even bother to give her cash to buy milk n stuff even though he is earning some income thru a small business. N u noe y? Coz he is keeping that money so that he can run off to indonesia or wherever wif his new wife. So feeling so stressed up that his nephew has no milk n no food, Fahmi stole the laptop n sold it at a very low price so that he cld give his sister some cash. I noe wat he did was wrong but look at his living condition, i dun blame him. Ppl do stupid things wen they r desperate.

    And so wif their parents gone, n Firdaus in NS and Fahmi in boys home, Fitri and Farhana have to take the responsibilty of taking care of their two younger children n Farhana's two sons. N at 15, imagine the stress he's gg thru. Balancing being a teenager, sch n being a father. I really duno how he does it.

    I came over their hse today to see my newborn nephew who is named Iman. he is juz 3 days old. Very small n cute. Im surprised at how small he is coz his bro, Daniel, is tall n big for a 2 yr old. Anyways, i came to see him but i saw smth else too. I saw smth resemblong a hse with no furniture with the exception of 3 beds n several chairs which look lyk the picked up from the void deck. The kitchen hardly had any food. And the tv is a damn old set which tym maybe up soon. Yet despite all this, when i came, i was greeted by Farhan wif a huge smile on his face. Y? Coz he was excited tat finally, he has visitors comin to his humble haven who r not asking for debts.

    N this really sadden me. But it also made me respect them more. Despite everything tats happening, the still stick together as a family. The r loyal to each other. I dun see this much unity between most siblings. Especially in broken homes. And for this i respect them.

    And the reason y i blogged abt them today is coz to me, this is a tribute to them. A tribute to their courage. A tribute to their maturity which quickly took over them when they were abondoned so easily by their parents. And i hope one day, i can write a song abt them, abt their courage. To me, this wld be the greatest gift i can give dem coz music is one of my strength.

    But for now, im juz gona blog a song from simple plan which always remind me of them. N to all my frens, if u'r feeling down n lost, take my cuzins as examples. Pls, be inspired by their courage. If they can do it, so can the rest of us. So to Firdaus, Farhana, Fahmi, Fitri, Fairuz, Farhan, Daniel and new born Iman, This song is for u. N trust me, u guys will always have my respect, love n support.


    Crazy by Simple Plan

    Tell me what’s wrong with society
    When everywhere I look I see
    Young girls dying to be on TV
    Won’t stop till they’ve reached their dreams

    Diet pills, surgery
    Photo shop pictures in magazines
    Telling them how they should be
    It doesn’t make sense to me

    Is everybody going crazy
    Is anybody gonna save me
    Can anybody tell me what’s going on
    Tell me what’s going on
    If you open your eyes
    You’ll see that something is wrong

    I guess things aren’t how they used to be
    There’s no more normal families
    Parents act like enemies
    Making kids feel like it’s World War 3

    No one cares, no one’s there
    I guess we’re all just too damn busy
    And money’s our first priority
    It doesn’t make sense to me

    Is everybody going crazy
    Is anybody gonna save me
    Can anybody tell me what’s going on
    Tell me what’s going on
    If you open your eyes
    You’ll see that something is wrong

    Is everybody going crazy
    Is everybody going crazy

    Tell me what’s wrong with society
    When everywhere I look I see
    Rich guys driving big SUV’s
    When kids are starving in the streets

    No one cares
    No one likes to share




    Shad checked in on...Saturday, March 26, 2005