Tuesday, 14 February 2017

11 Blocks - Wrabel

In the name of Allah. The Most Gracious. The Most Merciful.

Assalamu'alaikum, y'all!

"Love doesn't make the world go round.
Love is what makes the ride worthwhile"
~ Franklin P. Jones ~

So I'm back for my last semester of degree. To be honest, I'm bricking it. Freaking out a bit on the fact that I'm gonna have to find a job in a couple of months. Yet to start any classes as of now but I'm sure crap-loads of surprises are waiting for me.

Oh joy


Anywho, I was watching TV a few weeks back (no surprises there) and I saw this video clip by an artist named Wrabel (pronounced "Ray-bel". Like the 'ble' in 'able'). His song's called "11 Blocks" and it's been stuck in my head ever since. It's quite catchy. Here's the lyric video.................

For some reason, can't put the video clip here. You can watch the video clip HERE.

Although, personally I like this version below better. Less pop-sounding.

The lyrics are quite straightforward enough. So personal but beautifully done. Wrabel or his real name Stephen Wrabel was dubbed by a UK paper as an artist to look out for a few years ago. Maybe they're right. Just in case you haven't heard the song yet, here are the lyrics........

11 blocks from your door to your door step
Three years later and it feels too close
I thought I broke the last of that breakdown
The morning I sold your winter coat
It doesn't feel right when I'm grabbing a coffee
The same old spot but I'm on my own
I feel OK in the day, but at nighttime
You know how I get when I'm alone

Cause my mind won't step; it's just 11 blocks
I know that you're home
Cause it's Friday night; you're not that type
I know that you're home

14 blocks from your door to this party
I caught myself counting on the way
And right when I stepped in the door to this party
I stepped outside to grab a smoke
You know how I get when I'm alone, no

Cause my mind won't step; it's just 14 blocks
I know that you're home
Cause it's Friday night; you're not that type
I know that you're home
Someone stop me, please, from hurting myself
Cause I'm 2 blocks away and you're hurting my health
And it's Friday night; you're not that type
I know that you're home

Somebody stop me
I should be going home
Somebody stop me
Oh yeah, yeah, yeah

Well, I met someone
And I think I'm in love

But my mind won't step; it's just 11 blocks
I know that you're home
Cause it's Friday night; you're not that type
I know that you're home
And I met someone and I swear I'm in love
But I'm 2 blocks away and you're just like a drug
My mind won't step; it's just 11 blocks
I know that you're home

I got somebody
Waiting for me at home
I got somebody
Oh yeah, yeah, yeah

11 blocks from my door to your doorstep
Three years later and it feels too close

Give it listen if you haven't yet. Delve into the music and words and you won't be disappointed.


See you guys on the flip side!!

P.S: Barely started my last semester, already have an issue

Sunday, 29 January 2017

Movie Review - Split

In the name of Allah. The Most Gracious. The Most Merciful

Assalamu'alaikum, y'all!!

~"You will be in the presence of something greater. The world will understand now. The beast is real."~
-Kevin (Split)-

Procrastination, man. It's quite the S.O.B. I watched Split on Wednesday but finally doing a little review right NOW.

Ever since I saw the trailer I was like "I HAVE to see this". I'm not much of a thriller/horror kind of guy when it comes to movies but I just thought I'd make this one an exception.

Basically, it's a movie about a man, Kevin (James McAvoy) who has dissociative identity disorder (DID). His "shrink" or psychiatrist, Dr. Fletcher (Betty Buckley) meets him whenever one of his identities contacts her.

His identities includes Dennis, a man with OCD (obsessive compulsive disorder), Hedwig (no, not Harry Potter's owl), a 9 year-old boy and Barry, the stereotypical gay fashion designer. And these are just a few of the 23 identities.

3 girls are kidnapped after a birthday party and they slowly put together the pieces and figure out that their captor has DID. They meet some of his identities and try to manipulate one of them to their advantage but with no success and Kevin's identities isolated them. The identities are kept in checked by Dennis and Patricia, the dominant identities by saying that a 24th identity is about to surface. The grand poobah if you will.  The Beast. This identity prays on people who has things easy, those who don't know what it feels like to have scars. The 3 girls are sort of a sacrifice to The Beast when it emerges. So the 3 girls find a way to escape the identities or what it is dubbed later in the movie, "the horde". That's all I'm gonna say 'cause I don't wanna put any spoilers. Haha!

I'm a novice when it comes to movies of this genre so to those who wanna dabble in it, I recommend you go see it. M. Night Syamalan is quite the director when it comes to thrillers and that might just be an understatement 'cause I've just seen a few. You'll have that suspense and heart-pounding feeling since the beginning of the movie and sometimes you might even feel sorry for "the horde". Don't ask me why. Just go see the movie. Haha! James McAvoy in this movie I think did an amazing job portraying a man with 24 identities. Usually you have auditions where many people tryout for ONE character. Here's just ONE man playing 24 characters. Insane.

I think I'd give this...................


Oh btw, if you do watch this movie, you're gonna like the ending. You won't be disappointed


Gotta go. United's playing Wigan in the FA Cup!

See you guys on the flip side!!

P.S: Congratulations, Roger Federer on getting that elusive 18th grand slam title! Ladies and gentlemen, your 2017 Australian Open men's singles champion! I think I'd probably do a post on this tomorrow. Haha!

Saturday, 21 January 2017

Cherish Each and Every Moment

In the name of Allah. The Most Gracious. The Most Merciful

Assalamu'alaikum, everyone!!

"Being a hero doesn't mean you're invincible. It just means that you're brave enough to stand up and do what's needed."
~Piper McLean (Heroes of Olympus: The Mark of Athena)~

Alhamdulillah. Still alive and well (physically, maybe. Mentally, doubtful XD) on God's earth. The past year has been crazy. College so far is a whirlwind but I managed to get through it. I'm sort of dreading my last semester. Partly because, it's THE FINAL semester. Mostly it's because I'm gonna have to get a job. Oh such fun.


Anyway, it occurred to me that this is my first post of 2017. I was waiting for a good idea for a post. I didn't get a good idea for a post. Instead, I got the PERFECT post............

Introducing Dayang Deno!

After 6 years. 6 YEARS! We finally got to meet each other. Usually it's just online. Through blogging, Twitter, Facebook, Instagram. You know, the usual. I've followed her progress (and in case you guys are getting any ideas, I didn't mean that in a creepy way) for years. I guess I have to explain what that means.

She has SLE or more commonly known as lupus. The way she explains it, imagine your immune system are soldiers and you're the commanding officer. Instead of attacking the baddies in your system like you told them to, they attack the healthy tissues and organs in the body, going rogue. Picture yourself in her shoes. You go for all these treatments and get all these drugs pumped into you. I'm squirming just typing it write now. OK, imagine having to go through it for 18 years. And for all those years till now, knowing that there is NO CURE.


Honestly speaking, I HAVE heard of lupus even before I ran into her blog but I never knew what it's about. But after reading her posts, one after another, and also seeing her updates on other social media, I basically got the idea. After knowing not even half of what she's been through, all I could think was "I gotta meet her". Alhamdulillah, I did!

I had something going on at college. And no, I'm not that rajin to go to UTM masa tengah cuti. Not yet anyway. It was not really academic-related. So anywho, I went to meet up with Deno soon after. I didn't know what I was expecting to be honest. I was sitting at one of the bookstores at the "undisclosed location" where we met, reading, and I saw this person creeping up on me like I was gonna attack. The second she said "Syauqi?", I was like "Hiiiiiii!!!!!!". Haha!!

We had lunch and got to know each other better. We talked about almost everything. Friends, family, life. Most importantly, she educated me on what she has. She told me stories about how it affected her life, how she dealt with it. I guess one of them was seeking refuge in the art of doodling.

Haha! I got this 5 years ago when I went on that 2-month Euro trip. I may have short hair now but that was basically me back then. I'm telling you guys, her doodles are AMAZING. She sometimes get requests from people to doodle and to me, she's a big deal in Malaysia's doodling scene. The detail of them, so intricate. The significance of most of her doodles is also something. I have 2 left hands (sort of the equivalent of 2 left feet). I don't actually know how to draw. She showed me her work after we were finished eating and just chatting. Like the artist herself, they were beautiful. Check 'em out on her page by clicking her name earlier in the post.

I gotta be honest, hearing her tell her stories of coping with lupus, going for 'umrah with that condition, dealing with haters from all sides and STILL having that smile on her face and just giving out positive vibes wherever she goes, I nearly choked up (Sebak, wei. Sikit je lagi nak leleh air mata). I don't know. I just can't imagine going through all of it. Very rarely you get to meet people who can inspire you. I look up to our Prophet P.B.U.H and Roger Federer but meeting them is sort of out of the question (the former because he's no longer with us and the latter. Well, c'mon. It's Roger). Meeting this pretty little lady was eye-opening and inspiring to say the least. I had so much fun yesterday. It was a privilege and honor and hopefully we'll meet again, In Sya-Allah. 

We could've gone on and on and would still find other things to talk about but I guess I had to beat the traffic. That failed miserably by the way. A sneak peek to what the working life will be I reckon. The traffic was crazy! But you know what? It was worth it. Here are some shots we took...........

Little Miss Deno, I hope only the best for you and may Allah S.W.T Bless you and protect you always. Aamiin. In Sya-Allah. And don't lose that smile! Haha!


See you guys on the flip side!!

P.S: Do me a favour and check out her page, guys! She's awesome!