My Favorite Hobbies

My Favorite Hobbies

Hobbies are very important to a person, without having any hobby our life won't be as colorful as it should be. There are so many things that we can do as our hobby, such as collecting stamps, playing musical instrument, reading and doing sport activities. Most of the time, I always busy spending my time on my hobbies. When I'm in  a blue, I will also do my hobbies to cheer myself up. To me, hobbies is a way for us to show the people what kind of person are we, hobbies require devotion. Hobby won't be perfect without practices! I love every single things about my hobbies. If I'm alone, my hobbies would be there to accompany me. So, the following are some of my favorite hobbies.

Drawing

Drawing, drawing is my most favorite hobby of all. Some of people might already know about this, some might not. Drawing is my best friend. I started to draw since I was 5 years old. I love to draw because by drawing pictures is the only way to make things alive, even the things is unrealistic. I love to imagine all sort of things, such as my own house, heaven, hell and demons. I still remember when I was a young, I always drew all sort of pictures on the wall with my little crayons. My mum was always chasing me around so I won't hold any pencils or crayons. Till now, I still can't stop to draw. Drawing has become part of my life. During the SPM year, I stopped from drawing for a while and now I'm continuing to draw as much as I can. But, sometimes I'm too busy to draw because of my social life, studies and family. But still, I love to draw! My most favorite type of picture to draw is the the concept of horror and demons, I love to choose these concepts because, most of the people fear of them, but still, I'm weird sometimes.

My Artwork collections

C-Walking

I've posted about this before, back in my previous post. C-walk, is refer to the variations of crip walk. Crips are one of the gangs exist in Los Angeles back in 80's till now. C-walk or clown walk, combines shuffle and spinning. I love to c-walk because, it's a dance that is hard to learn, I've learnt shuffle and jumpstyle before. But they are so simple and easy. But, it took me 2 years to perfected my c-walk. But, I'm still in the beginner field. Sometimes, when I'm bored, I just shoved my shoes on and start to jump around and c-walk around the room. C-walking is the most coolest foot moves from all to me. It's hard combined with foot illusions! such as air-walk, shuffle, v-snake and heel-toe. C-walk is one of my fitness activity, every time I started to c-walk I will always ended up sweating and soaking wet. C-walk has been my hobby for 2 years now, I started to c-walk slowly and slowly and now I can see the differences! I will always keep my c-walk into my life, because I've already Pimped my walk! 

Those are my my most favorite hobbies, I've a lot of hobbies but most of them is my least favorite. Most everyday, every single of my free time I will always do my hobbies whether alone or with friends. Sometimes, some of my friends ask me to teach them how to dance and how to c-walk. I'm so glad to teach them about my hobbies. because I love to share them with everyone! I've told you about my hobbies. So what's yours?

Ghost Story of Mine

Ghost story

Have you face a supernatural moments or paranormal activity in your life before? I do. This story is one of the unforgettable stories in my life. It does creep me every time I think of it. This happened back when I was in form 5. As you know, I stayed at the hostel back in my last school before. When you talk about ghost story, It is very common among us, hostel students. This story that I'm about to tell, happened to most of the hostel students in my late school.

This happened, during my second day in the hostel. That night I'm the only one who still awake, it was 2 am that time, I'm still reading my history book because I have test in the morning. After 30 minutes of reading, I decided to go to sleep. I turned off all the lights and quickly I went to my bed. For information, all the beds in my dorm are double decker, and my bed is on the top. I closed my eyes slowly and slowly went to sleep. After fell asleep deeply, I suddenly woke up from my sleep, cause I felt the bed is shaking forward and backward. I thought it was my dorm mate underneath my bed. So, I decided to go to sleep. But, the beds keep shaking and shaking. That time, I just realize that my dorm mate that usually sleep at the lower deck has already gone back home, that time my feet start to shivers and I look at my watch it shows 2.30 am that time. I pretended that the shaking was something else. I closed my eyes and resting myself facing the other side of the bed. Slowly the bed stopped from shaking slowly and slowly.

I still can't go to sleep that time, ghost stories of my friends keep running around in my mind, suddenly after 15 minutes I'm trying to sleep, my bed shaking again and again. This time, my whole body went goosebumps. I keep shivering cold from my neck down to my toe. I pulled my blanket covering my whole body that time, and the beds keep shaking and shaking. On that very moment, I remembered that my mum once told me about her story about shaking bed at the hostel. My mind that time was very crowded with all kinds of imagination about ghosts. I tried to recite surah kursyi that time, but my mouth can't even opened that time. I closed my eyes as tight as I can. Slowly I fell asleep even though the beds are still shaking,

Once again, I woke up from my sleep and the watch shows 4 am that time. Slowly and slowly I can feel my bed shaking again like the last time. I gathered all my guts that time, to watch what is going on with my bed. I jumped off from the bed. I stood on the floor with my shivering body looking at the structure of the beds. I can't believe my eyes that time, the bed that I was on still shaking on it's own. It move forward and backward even no one was on the bed. I quickly ran towards the switch board turning all the lights on, as soon as I turned the lights the beds stopped from shaking! all of my dorm mates woke up and asking what's going on. I told them what happened to me that night. All of my room mates told me that the paranormal activity that I just had is normal in all hostels in our country. That time, I realize that what that my mum told me is true. 

Childhood Memories : Ramadhan

My Childhood Memories : Ramadhan

Ramadhan, everytime when Fasting session came (Ramadhan) the first thing that will come to my mind is Hari Raya! It is pretty obvious when comes to raya we can hear the sound of fire crackers everywhere! there's a special memories involving fire crackers and Ramadhan to me. This happened back then when I was 9 years old, back at my grandma's house.

 The night before raya came, I'm the first one in the family that was excited to play fire crackers that time. Early that day, my dad told me that he bought alot of fire crackers for the family. That night, without telling my father, I rushed into our room at my grandma's house, searching for the fire crackers. It was hard finding the fire crackers, my dad said to me that those fire crackers are only for Hari raya's night. But, I can't wait anymore to play with the fire crackers! because I can hear the sound of fire crackers came from my neighbours house that made me even excited to play with them. That time, I trashed the whole room, just because  to find the fire crackers.  My father didn't tell me where he hid the fire crackers, so I have to find all the way from the bottom to top to find them. Finally, I found the fire crackers that my father hid under the mattress. There were 2 boxes of fire crackers under the mattress! 

I decided to take 1 plastic bag full with fire crackers with me but the plastic was too big for me to carry it. If I carry it downstairs the whole family will see me bringing the fire crackers from the room. So, I opened the window in our room, and without thinking, I threw the plastic bag outside. I then rushed down heading to the front door. I quickly search for the plastic bag that I threw just now. But I still can't find it. I search and search most parts around the house, but still can't be found. I then saw a large drain under the house, I then quickly jumped into the drain, I accidentally fell into the drain and my legs glued to the sloppy sands. without further thinking I then grab the plastic bag that I saw beside me. I tried to climb my way out of the drain, but it was too high for me to reach the top. I tried and tried to pulled myself up but I can't even move my legs that time. Nearly 20 mins I've been in the drain, trying to get myself out, I cried loudly after that. Then my father came 10 minutes after that, he quickly pulled me out from the drain. I can't stop crying that time. Inside the house,  whole family mad at me, all the screaming and yelling that made me cry even harder.

The morning after that, my mum grounded me from playing the fire crackers for 3 days. Everytime when my sisters are playing with the fire crackers outside, I will just sit on the stairs watching them playing with the fire crackers. Thinking of this past, It always bring my face to a smile. I learnt my lessons from all that happened. We must listen to our parents commands and will because they know what's the best for us. That's the most unforgettable memories of mine about Ramadhan.