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date: Jan 28, 2009
title: baby when the lights go out.
time: 2:14 AM

picture taken by fardly outside st james powerhouse, at the carpark. this picture says a lot in my point of view. my life is currently living in two separate world, the reel world and the real world. i am going to spill whatever i have in me, so bare with it if you guys want to read.

i am living my life freely right now. that is my reel world. i have been going clubbing every single week, never fail. drinking and smoking almost every single day. i have so much free time sometimes i dont even know what i want to do. television, xbox, laptop, kitchen, bedroom and back to the top.

why am i so free you may ask. dont i have projects or assignments, or even exams. the truth is, in the real world of mine, i have stopped schooling. yes, stop schooling. i guess my course isnt exactly my cup of tea. i know it has been a waste of time for me. but i chose the paths that wasnt always right for me. so right now, i am waiting for my medical check-up, then to national service, and insyallah, i will get back to my studies.

so that is my reality. now i found out, okay not exactly found out, but have a feeling a friend of mine is troubled. she removed herself from my blogger account, deleted a post, gone awol for sometime. did i do something wrong. hope you are reading is, cause you are my good friend and i dont want to know a good friend of mine is troubled, what more losing you as a friend. do take care.

i have a liking for someone whom i met at a club. i know, meet-ups at club dont go far. but i feel that this is different. i have been meeting her almost everyday since last wednesday. and i asked her out for valentine's day already. fast dont you guys think. oh, she said yes by the way.

i appeared on tv last night on the show live n loaded. i am totally suffering from a terrible ache at the back of my neck. anybody can give me a wonderful massage, please.

when i quit school, suddenly a lot of people were talking about the future, the importance of studies, the future economy. god is showing me signs of what i have done and i do regret. the path was already laid out, i just didnt took the right detour.

this whole post sounds kinda depressing to me. simple said, i am totally screwed up in my life. and for those who now knows i aint schooling anymore, please keep it to yourself and let others find out on their own. thanks.

cheers.



date: Jan 26, 2009
title: the mood is so moody.
time: 3:43 AM

i feel like blogging, but i am so lazy to think and type. what more post pictures. next time alright. yawns.

cheers.



date: Jan 17, 2009
title: her looks, and voice, just makes my legs wobble.
time: 1:32 AM

i recently went through some youtube videos, especially people singing and posting online. i found a few good ones but the one that caught my attention was this girl. her name is alyssa bernal, 19 this year. firstly, even before she opens her mouth to sing, i was so dumbstruck by her beauty. she is this sweet look that even the toughest guys will crumble. and when she sings, i could feel myself running through a field of flowers on a bright sunny day with birds chirping away and clouds oh so clear in the day. but dont just take my words for it, listen and be blown away. ahhhhhhhhh.



this one is i'm yours by jason mraz. her smile, and dimple, makes her look hot!



and this is accidentally in love by counting crows. the part when she loses her pick was so hilarious but freaking adorable at the same time. and she looks better with glasses on. weeeeeeeeeeeeeee!

now a couple of hilarious videos. these two guys lip-singing to songs. but their expressions are just priceless. watch and enjoy, seriously!



the lion sleeps tonight. gotta love the bald guy's expressions!



spice girl's song. oh, about the dude's hair, its real! not a wig, freaking real. cool hairdo.

that is all. i will have a proper update soon.

cheers.



date: Jan 12, 2009
title: i got a secret but i aint telling.
time: 1:14 AM

weekends are over and weekdays are here. it has been a hell of a weekend. umm, actually, for me, just a hell of a saturday. i spent my sunday at home, sleeping.

saturday. in the morning, i had dikir barat in the morning. performed for nyp open house. but since we were the first item of the day, and it was on a saturday, the turnout wasnt that huge. kinda alright despite the very small crowd. after everything ended, packed up, rested, i went off and reached home around 2pm. so my plans for the evening was still in doubts, as i had a lot of offers to go here and there but i do not know which one to go to. a friend's birthday party at sembawang chalet area, republic polytechnic open house where a gig(heard plainsunset performing) was about to go down, another friend of mine celebrating her birthday cum shisha-ing at el-sheikh, a dinner function at a hotel or work. obviously, the latter is totally out of the question. firstly, sorry to those whom i backed out from their plans. no hard feelings. so in the end i chose to go to the birthday celebrations cum shisha-ing. i knew all of them and all are close friends of mine. and i decided to drag jannah-bestfreind along. she was super shy as she didnt know any of my friends. but tag along still, as it was shisha. so the celebrations went great, totally had a blast. since it was a saturday, which means free entry for students at st james' powerhouse, fad talked me into clubbing tonight, and me being the hardcore clubber, decided why not. thank god i wore jeans that night, as i had a dilemma whether to wear jeans or berms. so i sent jannah off first, and met yang and fad at bugis, plus ari, yat and helmi at powerhouse. on the way there, we bumpped into powerhouse's lighting deejay. he is such a great guy, been doing lightings for like 16years, totally cool dude. and we made friends with him which equals to benefits. suckers. powerhouse was kinda packed as they were celebrating the so-called powerhouse's in-charge's birthday. whats up with everyone celebrating birthdays that day. and we made friends with him later that night too. awesome! that night was great, and tiring too. as usual i went home early in the morning, like 8am. washed up and practically slept the whole day. actually, i had a wedding show cum kompang around noon. but i was too tired and lazy, and slept though. the shit thing is, i didnt even like get a call or message from them asking me where i was, or am i coming. what more the wedding and meet up was at sengkang, my area. i am really getting to be forgotten huh. oh wells.

so ya, my weekend, which was saturday, was great. my weekends aint that fabulous. and i have a confession to all of you, but i will tell it in another post. sorry ya, but now aint the right moment to tell everyone.

i have a new bestfriend! she was so random but i am damn touched when i read her email. but the thing is, i kinda have feelings for her. aint the big, but certainly enough to be broken. so when i read her email, saying that i am a great friend to her who always have a listening ear to everything(thankyouthankyouthankyou), and she asking me whether we can be bestfriends, i had mixed feelings. i was happy and honoured to have a great friend like her, but sadden by the fact that it will only stay that way. chatted with her a while ago on msn, and too got to know she was kinda seeing someone. as a bestfriend, i am happy for her and wish her all the best. oh wells. i wont ditch her as a friend though, i aint that type of person. and i named my imaginary pet elephant after her. i named my pet janjan. i came up with this imaginary pet elephant some days back as i was bored, super bored. my elephant is cool, nice, humble and green in colour.

guess i am back to square one again, single; finding love, alone; ditched by people, hungry; not much food in the kitchen you know. oh wells. what more with that confession thingy, i will now have more time to socialise, work more hours and go out more.

alrighty then. that is all i guess. this wednesday most probably i am going clubbing again. hey, i am a regular at powerhouse. anyone want to tag along. it is free, before 11pm that is. come on.

sometimes i wonder, do you readers get sleepy when you read my posts. i do get sleepy at times trying to think of what to post, what more you guys are reading it. but i do appreciate you guys visiting my blog.

cheers.



date: Jan 10, 2009
title: a goodnight song.
time: 5:55 AM


Goodnight Song - Mocca

"Lying here, singing my lullaby
Letting time pass me by
Counting stars in the sky
And don't let the bedbugs bite

Just turn off the light
Make me feel all right
Bidding farewell and goodnight

Lying here, listening my clock tick-tick
Leads me into sweet dreams
It makes me start to think
What do our Teddy bears do?

Just turn off the light
Make me feel all right
Bidding farewell and goodnight

Outside my window
Hear sounds of the little fellow
Oh, but I don't know
Will they sing until tomorrow?"

a sweet, lovely, soothing song to listen to before you go to sleep. it was sent to me by someone whom i feel, well, feel that i want to take her out for another lunch date. she is just like the song, sweet and lovely. so people, pause the music the is currently playing on my blog, and press play on this song. come on, spare two minutes to listen to this beautiful song.

cheers.



date:
title: my poly, my choice.
time: 4:33 AM

these few days polytechnics have been having open houses for the public. i think nanyang polytechnic's open house is the best. oh come on, we had taufiq batisah, jean danker, a vacant affair, plainsunset, young and soo from 987fm and haizad imran. and like the first ever f1 night race, we had the first ever night open house. nanyang polytechnic really knows how to pull some strings to get what they want.

first day of open house, thurs 8jan, i was only involved in dikir barat performance. before our performance, i got to catch taufiq batisah. i was on the second floor, on the bridge walkway, watching from above. so taufiq did look at everyone and waved but i am for sure he acknowledged me once, just me. he was looking up, at my direction. so being a nice guy, i raised my hand and did a peace sign. he acknowledged that and he peaced back yaw. and for sure i know he was looking at me because he already took off his sunglasses. okay, i aint a huge taufiq fan, but hey, when can you get a celebrity to acknowledge you. cool stuff.

second day of open house i woke up late for kompang performance and missed out on jean danker. oh wells. so i went to school with my cousin, who tagged along to see plainsunset perform, reaching there close to 7pm. a vacant affair was already playing so we just joined in. they were good. but plainsunset was better, though the lead singer pitch was a little off due to him being sick. how did i know he was sick, he told us of course. love the part when a vacant affair members jumpped off the stage during plainsunset's performance and body surfed. but same thing happened, we werent allowed to mosh neither bodysurfing. damn. next event was nyp has talent, a show for students to showcase their talents. once again, shakira won first place, just like she won first in the singing competition, orion 2008. but she deserved to win, her singing was good but her dancing moves were off the charts. hot stuff people. the hosts, young and soo from 987fm, played a few games, and officially, my cousin has the biggest feet. size 13 people, and young went to smell the shoe. crazy dude. and my cousin won a free t-shirt for just having the biggest feet. then haizad imran performed. okay, i have seen him in school before, aint that big hoohah. but damn, he really can sing. he had his band with him, and they were good. so by 930pm, the whole day wrapped up and everyone dispersed. except for me and a few others. my cousin and i took oppurtunities to take pictures with some celebrities. sorry for poor quality, some were taken with leila's camera phone. speaking of leila, you owe me for that gesture which leads to your dreamy photograph with someone, and i am not talking about haizad imran.

farah and i during the first day of open house after our dikir barat performance.

she is soo, from the radio station 987fm. look what's she is holding. it is a tissue rose, made and given by me! oh, and that guy on the left is just someone by the name of asyraf, my cousin. anyway, soo's hair was hot pink. damn cool.

a more clearer picture of me and soo.

we took pictures we mr young from 987fm too. funny fella. and on the right is a girl by the name of leila. and my cousin just loves to his arm around celebrities. he put his arm around haizad imran too. damn.

finalist of nyp has talent, afiq. too bad he didnt got into top three. well he did his best.

supporters of afiq.

and now i have dikir performance later at 11am, reporting time around 8am and i am still awake. i have asked two people for wake up calls, and have set three alarm clocks. if all those couldnt wake me up, sorry guys in advance if i didnt come down.

i think i caught a bug. love bug.

suckers.

cheers.



date: Jan 5, 2009
title: what an ouch feeling.
time: 3:23 PM

damn. words can be such a pain in the ass at times. so i am at school right now, and i am wearing andayu's club t-shirt. jiwa kate kan, which translates something like heart and soul into it. so everyone commented on the shirt, say i was damn jiwa wearing the shirt. hey, i love the club too much, so why not flaunt it. so the thing that hurts me the most is this girl, a freshie in andayu, which if others do not know is the name of our malay cultural group. anyway, she saw my shirt and say, "jiwa nampak". so i went like oh wells, syamim pe. then she said "KENTAL AH!", which translates "loser ah" or "weak ah" or something like that. obviously she was referring to the shirt. it sucks totally, like i have been in the club for close to two years and she is in it for less than a year. obviously i have more sense of belonging in the club. and when she said that, it shows her heart and soul still aint in it. oh wells. suckers.

cheers.



date:
title: i reached into my pocket and found a bunny.
time: 4:19 AM

2009 has so far been kind to me. the days have been smooth. life has been easy. the sun rises and sets beautifully. the moon shines ever so brightly.

oh who am i kidding. it is just five days into 2009 and it hasnt been looking good. projects not done, tests not revised, work damn tiring and wallet is empty. the only thing that is totally keeping me happy is my guitar hero. at least i have something to look forward at the end of the day and distress by rocking out on my guitar. oh, you know what. you read stories before about how people get injured while playing video games. take the wii as an example. it was reported that so many injuries received when plaing the wii. well, just now, i had my own little accident. i was totally rocking out on the guitar while playing guitar hero. i was so in the zone that when i swung my guitar, like how the rockstars do, i accidentally hit my face with the headstock of the guitar. but as i was in the middle of the game, and not wanting to pause, i just kept on playing till the end of the song. then i took a look at the damge in the mirror and saw that my inner lip was busted. totally busted people. it was bleeding, and just kept on bleeding for awhile. but i didnt cared and just carried on playing. that was the second injury on the night.

my first injury was at work in the evening. i was crouching down, breaking dry ice with a hammer, for the takeaway of the ice cream cake. now, using tools aare already dangerous enough. what more handling dry ice. but those didnt hurt me. instead, when i stood up, my hand accidentally hit the table, lightly. i emphasise on the word lightly! and what i did get, a deep cut on my left hand knuckles! and it bled out like a dam that has burst. since i couldnt find any bandages, i wrap serviettes around my hand to contain the bleeding. if it wasnt for those serviettes, customers would be eating their meal with a touch of syamim's blood. that would be the recipe for the year. but, despite both injuries, i am still alive and breathing, which sounds gay considering the injuries.

work was average i guess. it was the first time i smiled sincerely to customers. and a first for me when i whole-heartedly entertained the kids that came to swensens. i was like balloon boy and gave out balloons to those happy kids. the only thing that made my smile turn into a frown was the supervisor. he loves to talk about me, and not in a good way. he complains that i dont do my work, i take long breaks, blah blah blah. i only took one break to go to the toilet to pee and smoke, which took ten minutes only. he took a break and it was like fifteen minutes later when he came back. he doesnt even help out during closing, just takes the temperature, sign this and that, and orders people around. i was damn close to shouting in his face. he complained to the chef about me, but not knowing the chef has been my friend for close to two years. such a smart arse. oh wells, i cant always get the staff that i want to work with always.

it is close to five in the morning and i am still awake. i have school later for godsake, and it starts at eight. i think i am going to catch a quick nap. to that someone who hasnt top up her prepaid, and dont read my blog often, i hope to see you at mac later. miss you a lot, seriously. i found it, yet i am clueless on how to get to it.

lastly, a new year means starting a fresh again right. i am thinking of changing my persona of what people address me by. instead of mim, call me sya from now on. i know i know, sounds weird and all, but it is still my name right. i have been introducing myself to new friends as sya, especially at clubs. sounds stupid, but hey, i am sya now.

suckers.

cheers.



date: Jan 3, 2009
title: dont forget the marshmellow.
time: 3:59 AM

i forgot to add some things about the production in the previous post. guess i can really blog during the wee hours in the morning. and i am lazy to edit the post.

anyway, everybody is posting about the production and all, how did it went, they cant wait for the next one, especially the freshies. i am like happy to see them being this way, majority still having the faith to continue on, while some already has "tao ah tao, PAITAO!". during the production, especially the camp, i saw everybody bond with each other, no matter if they are from dikir, tarian or drama. for my batch, there was still some sort of a wall between each sub-groups. but this year's batch can just click among each other easily. good job guys, and girls.

now dare i say this. damn. but khai was right. i remember the first layar andayu 2008 briefing. i was pissed when he wanted to separate the sub-groups, but in the end he combined all of them and said "from now on, we are as one, as one mcg", or something like that. kudos to him. though me and him aint exactly on par that much, i take my hat off for his great work on layar andayu 2008. and a huge round of applause for the scriptwriter, naqya. you did excelent writing the script, which i think is your first huge event for you. you should write for more plays okay.

when i was about to leave from camp, i got a hug from someone and he told me something which i really was expecting him to say, just like any other previous time. dude(yes its a guy that hugged me and i am not gay) i am still here am i. insyallah i will stay on alright, if things get better from now on, or till the new semester opens. for now, i will just focus on the open house and wedding shows alright. just pray i wont leave. but this guy, the one that hugged me, has been the pillar for mcg, and a great great excelent friend to me. smile always bro.

i am just disappointed in those who backed out from production halfway and totally didnt attend the show itself. i appreciate those who left production halfway but turned up for the show, and enjoyed it. i backed out from acting in the production so i could concentrate on my crew duties, which wasnt much. so i hope this wont happen again people.

looking at the stage from backstage, i was down deep inside, though i didnt show it. why was i down. i regretted not acting or performing for that night. i love the stage, now i just dont understand on why i backed out of performing for production. oh wells, next upcoming production i am so going to be in it. mark my words people. that said, i think my resignation later for mcg will be put on hold, for now.

so lessons learnt during this production are when things start off bad or slow, it may gradually turn out into something wonderful. take layar andayu 2008 as an example. wow, cant believe i just said those sentences, so chim, or something like that. i dont know, i am falling asleep already.

to everybody, especially the freshies, take what you learn from this production and treasure them. you may never know that knowledge might help you in the future. now take what you learn and improve on it. good job to everyone who made layar andayu 2008 a success.

lastly, the truth is, i miss production already and i totally regretted not joining fully for trainings. oh wells, syamim will always be syamim, lazy and plain lazy to come down. forward to next production then.

cheers.



date: Jan 2, 2009
title: new year resolutions are just procrastinations.
time: 7:38 PM

yes, my title is kinda right in a way. so the year is 2009. 2008 really passed by damn quick. good times, bad times, all part of life. before i began blabbering about my resolutions and all, let me talk about an event that has recently passed.

nanyang polytechnic's malay cultural group's layar andayu 2008 is finally over. production is done, and now everybodyis having post-production fever. well, the trip for me for this year's production aint that happening, because i was practically away from trainings. but i came for the last few, and my crew didnt screw anything up. i was last minute casted into the script as one guy didnt feel he had enough time for a quick-change. i didnt had any lines in that, but at least i get to appear on stage, and that matters the most. congrats to everybody, especially for those who entered mcg this year. big achievement for all of you, and musicians did wonderful. forward to the next production, and i am going to act this time round. i do not have any pictures, yet. but i totally want the video of the whole show. here is a short clip of the opening scene. to me, its breathtaking to see from the audience point-of-view and not from backstage. enjoy.


now, new year is here. it didnt start off well. i went to east coast again for this year's countdown with sufi and gang. great company, good location, average afterparty and an exciting free show. what i mean by free show, there was a huge fight and my friends's friends were involved. and it all started when an ahbeng touched a girl's arse and claimed she was his bitch. pity kids these days.

so new year comes with new year resolutions, which i think 75% are never done. but heck with that, here are my new year resolutions. be prepared, i think i am going to type a lot. and i emphasize on th words "i think". here goes.

1. stop smoking.
2. get a girlfriend.
3. save money.
4. be more responsible.
5. be early for any dates.
6. save more money.
7. fill my closet with sensible clothes.
8. bring betara karisma and help dewi kalista too to the top.
9. save much more money.
10. lastly, i am going to try to pretty much stay the same for this year.

that is all so far that i could think off. as you can see, out of the ten, roughly 50% could be done. that shows what resolutions really do mean. oh wells. i am sounding desperate now. oh wells again. for now, i am going to celebrate the new year with my newly bought guitar hero world tour full set edition. it has a guitar, drumset and a microphone. how cool is that. anybody want to "jam" at my place.

to end this post, happy new year everybody from me to all of you. guitar hero here i come.

cheers.