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Sunday, February 3, 2008


Greetings,

In a town far away, Lived a blind man, her mother died in giving birth to him and he stayed with his father. He and his father were very close, had always stand by him in all possible things. One day as he walked through the playground he heard laughters of childrens and he told his father,

"Dad, i've got no friends".

his father replied: "why?".

"I dont have any friends! I cant See them!"

Since that day, he had no appetite to eat, no mood to do things, no confidence in himself. Untill oneday, his father was on his death bed. And before his father died, he gave his final words

"My son, although you might not hear my voice any longer, your heart will always do, for that is where i will accompany you"


The Graduation of MCG,
thats how we're gonna call it
And the time has come.

truthfully enough, They have tought me alot
be it training and out of training issues and i am happy i meet all of them.
Every single one of them, Different in strength and character
but united as MCG seniors

From My silat peeps
To The Tarian Sisters
And to DK and PKs
Every Single ONE OF THEM!

Even though they might not be here with us anymore but,but i'm definete that deep down in our hearts they are always here with us, and thats what is important. As they are with us, Our hearts will burn with strength.

To my Dearest Seniors,
Thank you for all the support and teaching you guys have given me, i totally appreciate it with the bottom of my heart and i pray for the sucess of you guys. Please do come back and do not forget the MCG no matter what happens.

And i Hope we'll always meet in time to come

And when i Asked the old man,
TO whom he is living with now,
The Old Man Said


"Deep Down in the bottom of my HEART, I still have A friend"
"and that friend is my father "

Till Next Time
Thank You Seniors~~




Geared with Love-
Sunday, February 03, 2008



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Muhammad As Suhaimi
September 29th 1989
Malay/Muslim
Republic Polytechnic.
Young Muslim

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