The Only Exception-Paramore

This is a very sad but sweet and slow song by Paramore. I have already fallen in love with this song. The lyric is very meaningful, it touches the deepest part of my sensitive heart. Well, I guess I did not have a tight grip in reality when I was in a relationship with MNA before. That makes me hurt until now but I will wait forever for another person to come and hopefully that will be my only exception as I have already stopped singing love songs.

Paramore-The Only Exception

When I was younger I saw my daddy cry

and curse at the wind.

He broke his own heart and I watched

as he tried to reassemble it.

And my momma swore

that she would never let herself forget.

And that was the day that I promised

I’d never sing of love if it does not exist.

But Darling,

You are the only exception.

You are the only exception.

You are the only exception.

You are the only exception.

Maybe I know somewhere

deep in my soul

that love never lasts.

And we’ve got to find other ways

to make it alone.

Keep a straight face.

And I’ve always lived like this

keeping a comfortable distance.

And up until now I had sworn to myself

that I’m content with loneliness.

Because none of it was ever worth the risk.

Well you are the only exception.

You are the only exception.

You are the only exception.

You are the only exception.

You are the only exception.

I’ve got a tight grip on reality,

but I can’t let go of what’s in front of me here.

I know you’re leaving in the morning

when you wake up.

Leave me with some kind of proof its not a dream.

You are the only exception.

You are the only exception.

You are the only exception.

You are the only exception.

You are the only exception.

You are the only exception.

You are the only exception.

You are the only exception.

I’m on my way to believing

And I’m on my way to believing

Tagged: Cute Blogger Award by Gwen Velora!

Thanks Gwen Velora for the tag!

So this is another award for me. I like it so much!

1. What is the name of your blog and why did you named it like that?

The name of my blog is Love Hate Vosovic.  

This one is cited from the disclaimer at my blog. Enjoy reading.

LOVE ME OR HATE ME? THIS IS MY BLOG LOVE HATE VOSOVIC WHERE I WILL WRITE ABOUT ALL GOOD AND BAD THINGS IN MY LIFE! I'VE NEVER BEEN THE KIND OF BOY WHO NEEDS A GIRLFRIEND. GIRLS DON'T ASK ME OUT BECAUSE THEY KNOW I'LL WRITE POEMS ABOUT THEM. I AM STILL THE BOY WHO BELIEVES HIS LOVE EXISTS SOMEWHERE OUT THERE. FULLY EQUIPPED WITH GREAT HAIR AND AN IMMATURE SENSE OF HUMOR!

2. Explain how did you get the idea to put the URL of your blog in such a way?

MY blog URL is http://azhamvosovic.blogspot.com/ I was not really in the know about the differences between 'blog name' and 'blog address' so I thought that I should put my blog name as 'Azham Vosovic' and the URL to be lovehatevosovic.blogspot.com but it turns out the other way around and apparently I like it. That's the story behind the name of my blog and the URL.

3. When did you started blogging?

February 2010

4. Who was your first follower?

I believe it was Amalina Sulaiman. Thanks Leen for being the first to follow my blog!

5.You wishes for the person who gave you this award?

This is another award I received after I started blogging. The second time actually. I would like to express my highest gratitude for Gwen Velora for tagging me. I hope she will pass her final examination for foundation years in IPBA with flying colors. And also for all TESLians in IPBA actually. Hurm, and for those people that I tagged, yes you are one of the CUTEST BLOGGERS I've ever met in blog!

6. Tag 9 person that you think should receive this award:

Amalina Sulaiman

Mera Zati

Miss Teddy

Gwen Velora

Anam Da Lawyer

Yukina Rei

Izzah Nupps

Jazzli Ahmad

Diba The Dibot

He Shouldn't Be Bullied and Died for It.

They don't know how he felt,

They mustn't know how he was scared,

They don't seem to bother his greatest fear

Of his seniors, to be locked in their room with tears.

His heart stops pounding and his eyes were leaking.

When he was called up to the room for not respecting,

He was forever punished for the sins he did not commit,

And for all the things he denied even though he was weak.

For them he needs to be taught a lesson,

That he had gone far off the season,

For him he is purely innocent.

But he is green no one will listen.

And on that night he hoped he was not going to die,

When he was kicked at his gut with no tears to cry,

He promised to be good and began to weep,

But he was forced to sit and his face was kicked.

 -----

And on that night he lost his life,

Not by suicide for him that is not wise,

The angel said he saw and his heart was dried,

And God commanded him to help that poor guy.

.:Disclaimer:.

Written with lots of condolences for what had happened to a student in Royal Military College (RMC), Sungai Besi, Kuala Lumpur. This is just a poem written for me to express my anger about 'bully' culture in schools and hostels. Please bear in mind that it was not written based on how 'arwah' died and this has nothing to do with 'arwah' or anyone else's experience. I wrote this poem because it is my social responsibility and I believe that we Malaysians has a big role to play. That poor guy was from Baling in Kedah which is also my hometown. I am totally against this 'roll call' and 'bully' culture and I promise I will be a helpful senior with terms and conditions applied. Let us all pray to god that his soul will rest in peace among all good souls there. Al-Fatihah.

Shontelle-Impossible. How I Love This Song...

I should have listen to this song before I made my second mistake of again letting MNA into my life. I hate MNA before, now and will always be, but now I am feeling super damn good for letting MNA out of my mind. I don't ever need MNA again in my life Insyaallah. I even texted MNA on the day of MNA's birthday and said "Don't play with people's heart anymore, grow up and be more matured". So, I am single for about two weeks and ready to mingle (haha, I will forever say things like this). This song is for me for what MNA did...

i remember years ago

someone told me i should take

caution when it comes to love

i did, i did

and you were strong and i was not

my illusion, my mistake

i was careless, i forgot

i did

and now when all is done

there is nothing to say

you have gone and so effortlessly

you have won

you can go ahead tell them

tell them all i know now

shout it from the roof top

write it on the sky love

all we had is gone now

tell them i was happy

and my heart is broken

all my scars are open

tell them what i hoped would be

impossible, impossible

impossible, impossible

falling out of love is hard

falling for betrayal is worst

broken trust and broken hearts

i know, i know

thinking all you need is there

building faith on love is worst

empty promises will wear

i know (i know)

and know w hen all is gone

there is nothing to say

and if you're done with embarrassing me

on your own you can go ahead tell them

tell them all i know now

shout it from the roof top

write it on the sky love

all we had is gone now

tell them i was happy

and my heart is broken

all my scars are open

tell them what i hoped would be

impossible, impossible

impossible, impossible

impossible, impossible

impossible, impossible

impossible, impossible

ooh impossible (yeah yeah)

i remember years ago

someone told me i should take

caution when it comes to love

i did

tell them all i know now

shout it from the roof top

write it on the sky love

all we had is gone now

tell them i was happy (i was happy)

and my heart is broken

all my scars are open

tell them what i hoped would be

impossible, impossible

impossible, impossible

impossible, impossible

impossible, impossible

impossible, impossible

i remember years ago

someone told me i should take

caution when it comes to love

i did

Help him

There has been a death in the family.

This is the first time for him.

His cousin died tragically.

And he is just not ready,

For this kind of reunion.

He cares more of the jeans he is going to get,

Of all the things from his late cousin’s belongings.

And when those people cried,

He thought they put up their best act.

He needs serious help.

And that is how beautiful his life is.

Playing House:

You were the best when we played house.

You made me feel that I have a place in someone’s heart.

And the award for the Best Actor goes to you.

For making me believe that I should again let you in...

Now, thank you for letting me go.

Love Game

You ate my heart.

You had it with your very best.

And there are only leftovers.

This is just another game you played.

Congratulations! Go claim your prize.

You hide, I seek

We promised not to hide and seek,

And a ring on my finger when we meet.

Now I’m sick and tired of this game we played.

I can’t reach you where are you hiding?

And the ring to be put on me is still blurry.

Once again you turn on your silent mode.

This is the second time for you to know.

I guess I shouldn’t let you in.

Cause’ what you do now is,

Just to make me feel lonely.

I’m Guiltless

Damn you who take actions as you wish,

And you who think you knew every single thing.

You are not the rightful authority for any of it.

You have no right to make judgments as you plead.

Let Allah reveal everything at the end of the day.

Let Him chastise the real crook that breaks the law.

And on that dreadfully torturing moment,

You will swallow the bitterness of the innocence.

And you hope you did not do that mistake earlier.

And then you know it is too late to apologize.

Hell that it is too late for forgiveness.

Foreseeing Death

What if I tell you that I knew when I will die?

What if I tell you that I have already foreseen it?

Will you still treat me as before?

Will you not entitle me crazy?

I can feel the creepy hands of His.

That is forever ready to grab my soul.

And I can see Him standing there,

Smiling bitterly as a sign.

What will happen to me after this?

Will I gain a place in heaven with all my sins?

Have I done good deeds in my forsaken world?

Well, that really needs an explanation.

And I can see him approaching...

Life's a play production

Life’s a play production.

Life’s a drama,

Sometimes tragedy,

And at times a happy ending.

He’s the director,

With all great ideas,

He made us the best

Actors and actresses.

And he’s the scriptwriter,

He wrote the best storyline ever,

There was laughter,

And people in tears.

We played double characters.

We were also the spectators.

Every now and then we were good,

And sometimes we spoiled the moods.

The ‘Divas’ and ‘Superstars’,

An extra pressure to the tension,

But damn they are fabulous.

They did their level best too.

Do you enjoy the show?

Do you like the play?

You have any better ideas?

Please see Mr. Director.

(Written based on the memory of making the play “The Tragedy of Macbeth” with all my friends, TESLians of 2009 Intake, IPBA.)

Semester 3 Wish List of Azham Vosovic

Life is short. I achieved most of the dreams stated in my wish list for Semester 2 (January-June). So, for Semester 3 (June-November), I have loads of hard work to be done. I believe I can make things happen because the power is in my hands, and along with proper time management. Well that is totally for sure. So here are the updated wishes of Azham Vosovic.

a.    This one is very cliché. I hope that I do not have to again sleep late at night just to settle my assignments or tasks given by my lecturers. My final examination is somewhere in November so I want to end my TESL Foundation Course with flying and giggling colours, Insyaallah.

b.    I want to go Bungee-Jumping and I want it so bad. However, it is very costly so in order to try this one; I have to seek for a job with appropriate amount of cash.

c.    In order to have more money to shop more (and to bungee-jump), I have to do part-time job. What kind of job will best suit my lecture hours and that I do not have to go far to work? I mean a job that I can work from home? Seriously, I feel like I am one of the characters in Desperate Housewives now (I want to be red-headed like Bree Hodge). Yes, I am desperate for money and I am contemplating few jobs opportunities.

d.    This is stupid and crazy I guess. I will email few of my pictures (the best one I suppose) to modelling agencies around KL. To state here loud and clear, I believe that a runway model does not need to have everything perfect. I will try my luck first because it is not wrong to try plus the pay is worthy as well.

e.    I will also want to take part in any singing competition held in my campus. I know that singing on stage in front of the crowd needs a lot of courage but once again, I have my rightful right to try. This is a free country so together, let us demolish this shy person in us!

f.     Not to forget, I want to go to Langkawi Island for a vacation. I deserve soothing spa experience and 5-Star treatment on the sands of Langkawi after three semesters of sweat and tears in IPBA.  If you Guys and Girls want to join, please feel free to text me. Hopefully will be held in December and I will organize everything for your comfort.

I think that is it enough for the time being because less is more and lesser work to be done but I will keep this wish list updated. I hope that things in Semester 3 will run smoothly and I do not want to be accused of doing something I did not do once again. I also hope that the thing happened to me last semester will not happen to any of my friends or juniors. Allah knows the truth and wait for Him to reveal everything. Salam, and God bless.

When He Is Scared About Tomorrow...

This is my second day in IPBA. I arrived here yesterday at 3 pm. Well, I arrived at KL Sentral first before I took another train to IPBA. There were some friends who asked me why I took a train from Penang to Kuala Lumpur although the journey took me seven boring hours. My answer is simple because I do not have to take a taxi from Duta Bus Station to IPBA that will cost me RM 18 whereas in KL Sentral I can hop on a train with only RM 1.60 to IPBA; yes and a bit of walking from Kerinchi LRT Station to Teacher’s Training Institute, International Languages Campus (this one sounds more classy for me; or the other way around?).

How to describe my day today? I went to my auntie’s place yesterday night just to avoid me from sleeping alone last night as my roommates were not in yet. And this morning I went straight from her place to Amcorp Mall. My plan was at first to have my breakfast there and to visit that shopping mall that I was missing so much because the stuffs there are affordable. I still love Pavillion Kuala Lumpur apart from Amcorp Mall honestly. I love both of the malls and while wandering there, I realised that I was still lacking few stuffs in my room so I went for shopping there and bought myself something for lunch and went back to my hostel. There were house mates who have already checked in into their luxurious suite (ha ha). I love to shop for my stuffs and do the budgeting after I shop. Hahaha, it is silly I know but to shop and calculate my expenses for the day makes me feel like an adult. Yes, I always feel that I have grown up to be more independent and I cannot wait for me to really becoming an adult (minus the moustache and beard part because I like my face cleanly shaved).

The clock is ticking, with the digits on the laptop showing that the time is seriously moving so slow. I am anxious about tomorrow. Not to boast but tomorrow is the day of me becoming a senior finally. Hopefully, Allah will bless me throughout this final semester of my foundation years. I have been into the worst part of a student’s life, and have cried whenever I felt alone and abused.  I do not want to be accused with something I did not do. I do not want to be, treated or claimed as a bad guy because I was not, am not or will not be a bad guy. I will be bad if only I want to, but with terms and conditions applied I promise. 

And for the so-called juniors of mine that will get themselves registered with proud parents and family members tomorrow, I wish you all the best (though you do not know me yet and me either). Please be nice, and respect each and every one of the IPBArians. And please do your part by joining every activity held here and assembly especially. I command you guys and girls to turn up for assembly. I think we will also need more singers, dancers, actors and actresses because there are so many activities going to be held each semester. So, I hope you guys and girls will show your support and volunteer for this kind of occasion. It is so much interesting and fun so you do not have to be shy and just sit as an audience.

This one is special for you guys and girls, juniors of 2010 Intake.

“You take a deep breath and you walk through the doors

                                  

 It’s the morning of your very first day (in IPBA)

                                   

 You say hi to your friends you ain’t seen in a while

                              

 Try and stay out of everybody’s way

                                 

 It's your freshman year and you're gonna be here

                           

 For the next four five years in this town...

                                    

 Hoping one of those senior boys (or girls for boys) will wink at you and say

           

 You know I haven't seen you around, before...

 You have to see my other post for the rest of the parody version of this lyric. The clock is still ticking slowly and I guess it is time for me to write another poem. How I love to write poems and post it here. I will update few stories about the juniors tomorrow (if any) and make sure you Guys and Girls followers of Love Hate Vosovic read it. And to wrap up my day, yes it is boring so far and I have already missed my family. Until then, I am Azham Vosovic, signing off. Salam and God bless.

This Is The Result After 3 Weeks Of Offline

Salam to all Guys and Girls avid readers of Love Hate Vosovic. It has been a long time that I updated this blog with a proper diary of mine. I was away during the holidays, with no internet connection at my house and I was bored to death. At the first week of holidays, I attended my cousin’s funeral and sadly he died at the age of 22 due to car accident in Johor recently. Well death really doesn’t count a person’s age. His face and I was seriously alike, even I was shocked to see him. When I was at his house, his friend said, “Hey, I’m sorry about your brother”, so, I explained to him that I was just a cousin. Okay, it is enough talking about the dead. Let us together recite Al-Fatihah and pray that his soul will rest among all good people there.

At the second week of holidays, I went back to my mother’s hometown which is in Kelantan. The specific place is in Kampung Alor Pasir which is situated in Wakaf Bharu, the outskirts of Kota Bharu. The best thing about Kelantan is the food that I love so much. You name it, ‘laksam’, ‘nasi dagang’, ‘kuih akok’ or ‘tapai pulut’; I can eat it all and it will not cost me much. The food there is also a bit sweet so be careful when you choose the delicacies. I also love to shop in Kelantan. There are varieties of choices and most of it is my type. My favourite place to shop there is in Rantau Panjang but at night we can go to Wakaf Che Yeh. That place is similar and as big as Uptown Danau Kota so I guess you know how the concept of the market is.

After a day back from Kelantan, my parents brought me to Penang Island. Although we are living in Kepala Batas, Pulau Pinang, we rarely go the island part of Penang. My parents did not really like the atmosphere there, but I kind of like it. Penang Island is the little version of Kuala Lumpur city. We went to Batu Ferringhi beach and at night we went to Queensbay Mall, had dinner at Kenny Roger’s Roasters. I will miss the ferry, Penang Bridge, and ‘pasembur’ too. The best one is in Penang Island. The funniest part was I had already surveyed few secondary schools in Penang Island just in case I will be transferred there in five more years.

I also accidently met the nanny who helped to take care of my siblings and me when our parents went to work. We were in Sungai Petani and met her at a shopping complex there. Oh my God, we have lost contact with each other for almost a decade. Her daughter, which is my friend before had already married and was blessed with a son. That was really shocking. Even I was not planning to get married yet. She is younger by a year but I pray the best for her marriage. Her sister is still unmarried and work somewhere in Perak. Their male siblings were not seen at the area of unintended reunion so it was kind of a waste for me. I have not met them for long but it is okay, the time will come. Maybe I can meet all of them during ‘hari raya’?

And now after few paragraphs, I suddenly realize that this is not my type of writing. Sorry, I am not myself tonight. I have to go now before I write nonsense. By the way, I have posted few poems that I made myself so please kindly leave your comments. I will appreciate it so much if you Guys and Girls can drop some useful commentary so I can improve my language or anything in future. Thank you so much. With love, salam, and God bless.

Miss me? =)

Nope... hahaha...joking!

Feel free to ask!

describes me in 5words..hehehhe..no bodek2 k.. :P

Hye Kak Aisya!

I'll answer this in antonym...hope you don't mind it. hehehe.. jgn terasa lak...

1) Snob -(you're one of the best senior ever!)
2) Selfish-(you care bout people, especially ur friends)
3) Mad-(yes u r madly in love with Apple)
4) Stupid-(haha I love your English!)
5) Mute-(you talk a lot but I like it)

Feel free to ask!

ape first impression bila ternampak alana??

She is gorgeous honestly. She didn't talk much but I know this kind of girl will only talk about things when it is necessary.

Feel free to ask!

Press Release

Mr. Vosovic: I feel that my time will come soon. Seriously, I have no more time left. I just want to state here that, I love my family very much.I had the best of my time 'balik kampung' this semester break. My friends, they have been the best and this includes all of my friends, be it good or not so good friends of mine. I met most of my old friends, my Standard 6 classmates; 6 Inovatif rawks! I met my sweet and sour friend, Mohd Khairul Anam Bin Khazali (my besties since Form 1), and even had a lunch date with him this afternoon. I'm totally going to miss all of you guys.

I have already cleared my room, just in case I am not around. I threw some of my unused stuffs and my old clothes, please give it to the orphanage. I hope that I settled my debts to everyone. Hopefully. If I still owe you Guys and Girls, please let me know. Hurm, what else?

I will definitely have to go. I am not sure of how many of you Guys and Girls will miss me? You don't have too. I haven't done any good deeds in this beautiful world of mine. I love all of you Guys and Girls so much. Please tell the people I love that I love then very very much. Salam, and God bless. Take care.

yaya is the most.................?

handsome girl ever! heheh...

Feel free to ask!

What was your favorite movie as a child?

I can't recall it.
Hurm, Lizzie McGuire the movie? Cadet Kelly?

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If you were given a brand new yacht, what would you name it?

.:Love Hate Yacht of Azham Vosovic:.

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If you had to cook dinner for someone tonight, what would you make?

Cook Fat Chili Fire (Masak Lemak Cili Api).
Well, my loved one asks me to learn this dish, probably Yazid can help me first before I can make one?

Feel free to ask!

Have you ever been fired? If so, why?

Yes, definitely. Last year, I joined The Celebrity Apprentice and my team "The Gossipers" didn't do well when we were asked to organize a 'Masquerade Ball' in Upper East Side. The reason why I was fired was Nate Archibald kissed Jenny Humphrey instead of kissing Serena van der Woodsen and that was caused by a stupid mask. I was totally down when Donald Trump said that I was fired in the next day's Board Meeting. sigh...in my dream...

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What's the most delicious meal you've ever had?

I had the best United States of America's Fried Rice (Nasi Goreng USA je) at Scuds after I retrieved my allowance three days ago! Yummy!

Feel free to ask!

What is ur 1st impression on me? =) b frank.. hehe

Don't cry for me being frank.
Adibah Khalidah: I don't know why but back then you seems to be the shy type of person. Even you didn't seem interested to get to know me and to say hi. After all, I get closer to you after we went for Merdeka trip in Putrajaya.

Feel free to ask!

prac?? for real? u have prac? how on earth am i going to bully the new juniors when i'm also be going for my prac next sem.

haha! Practicum in my dream.hahah.
Let me answer this Kak Miza.
1)Ask them to accompany you to jog in UM.
2)Go shopping with them!but their treat.heheh

hehhe...

Feel free to ask!

what do u think of kak miza? (haha! akak xder keja..lol)

She's the best senior ever, honestly.
Akak, how come I didn't see you lately?

Ask me anything

when r u going back home?

Thanks for asking. I bought a ticket to Sungai Petani, Saturday 5th of June. See you in Kedah!

Ask me anything

how come i didnt see u lately? (again by kak miza).. haha!

I've been busy with preparation for practicum next sem (chewah!!!). Kak Miza, pls bully new juniors while I'm not around next sem. Haha. Miss you akak!

Ask me anything

still heartbroken?

Wah, who's this?
Still heartbroken, but time will wash away the pain.

Ask me anything

Congrats for ur mark! Wanna share the tips?? haha

Tips?
1) Watch Gossip Girl for the whole three seasons.
2) If you have problems with SS, come to me personally. I'll be a mentor, like Blair Waldorf to Jenny Humprey in Season 3.
3) Love Social Studies first, then things will come easy and handy for you.

Formspring me for more informations. Toodles!
XoXo

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If you could change one thing that happened last year what would it be?

I would change everything.

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If you could instantly become an expert at one style of dance, what style would you pick?

To be traditional, Zapin will be. Just fell in love with Zapin yesterday, honestly.

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