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Life sucks. Really?

2011-12-10T18:15:00.001+08:00

*Thanks my anonymous friend for actually letting me copy n pasting this here, sy half main-main hehe n as promised, cencorship is important. Happy surviving life to all. :)

A basic family

2011-12-04T00:17:00.001+08:00

abang aku basically utk aku tanyak apa beza ipad ngan samsung tab ataupun k ku tanyak soalan apa beza rim kereta ya ngan kreta tok. (dipetik dari komen kepada member aku Cik Becky)

kakak aku basically utk aku tanyak cmney nak deal with hormon2 kewanitaan ataupun resipi ayam masak lemak pedas.

adik laki aku basically utk aku kakar psl how to hit on girls and nganok orang2 skalo yang most orang sik suka.

adik pompuan aku basically utk aku tanyak apa dah nya blajar d skolah supaya ku tauk silibus skolah nya ngan skolah aku sama ka sik.

mak aku basically utk aku kakar apa-apa jak sampey aku sik tauk apa ku padah ngan mak aku. bangun lambat ataupun butang baju kurung pun boleh jadi isu.

bapak aku basically utk aku kakar apa-apa yang dah ku dah crita ngan mak ku, tapi biasanya benda yang lebih penting yang dah ditapis la crita nya ngan mak.

basically family aku macam tok lah.

because if you ask anyone in details pasal abang kau kakak kau adik kau mak kau bapak kau, no one can explain well.

because it's hard for us to put in words about our family in just a post.

family aku family kau, kita banyak cerita, history and etc. (Cegu BM ku padah dolok mun dah pakey etc ataupun dan sebagainya ya semenanya dah ilang idea la ya)

Aku bukanlah pakar motivasi nak berik kata semangat love your family now, appreciate them lalala smua ya. benda ya sik perlu ku padah, sapa2 pun tauk lah.

and basically my family is like any other family.

Jangan lupak jak la ngan family kita.

And nyalah, sikda orang sik ngakuk nya sayang family nya.

Bila nak belanja aku?

2011-10-29T02:02:00.000+08:00

Situasi biasa.

"Ko dah kerja kan sekarang? Bila nak belanja aku?"
atau
"Eh eh dah cikgu rupanya. Bila nak spon aku?"
atau apa-apa lagi la bunyi macam tu.

Terasa hati ini ingin menjawab
"Kau sapa? Kau ada sumbangan dalam hidup aku ka?"

Look. The thing is we can't please EVERYBODY. If I please A, I have to please B, then C, D, E, F, G, H, I, J, K, L, M, N , O, P, Q, R, S, T, U, V, W, X, Y and Z. I just finished singing the alphabet song I suddenly missed Sara Grace anak buah ku yang sulung.

The thing is lagi, if you are my parents or siblings or bestfriends or my close gay friends, then ok la kot you minta2 spon. Come to think of it, I think jarang la these people demand2. Because maybe I can't afford giving everyone a treat. Because yes, I'm paid to work every month but I don't eat up all the money I still eat Maggi oih dah kerja. Ko ingat aku kaya?? Eh bagus aku jawab macam tu lain kali.

If I ever ask these questions with you, then sorry la mungkin aku palau dan buat lawak bodo. Aku paham sekarang soalan itu adalah antara soalan yang agak bodoh dan offensive. (se-offensive soalan lucah)

Jadi jangan buat lawak bodo lagi dengan aku. I'm not funny. Mun mok aku spon, boleh. Jangan mintak. Aku tok hati pemurah, ada masa aku spon orang di luar kawalan. Jadi jangan persoalkan apa yang aku buat dan tak buat. Aku tau aku banyak salah tapi aku mesti rasa aku sentiasa betul (like any other woman).

Tapi bayangkan kalau Tuhan tanya "ko dah dewasa kan sekarang? Bila nak insaf?".
Ok hm.

Hilang idea dah.

Inspirasi topik dari teman serumah petang tadi, dalam perjalanan ke Limbang mencari kipas untuk tarian cina. We were so dedicated to find those fans, masuk kedai, terus jumpa, beli dan sangat gembira, then we don't know what to do. Mata terkebil-kebil lalu karaoke dan main dance mania (don't know what to do la konon).

Nampak kipas? Ini teman serumah Cik Carol.

So, anyway, bila nak belanja aku? Hah.

Once a month we have PMS and you have to know it too.

2011-10-19T01:52:00.001+08:00

You (khasnya kaum lelaki) usually associate moodswings and emotions unstability with Pre-Menstrual Syndrome. Mungkin ada lagi benda lain mungkin mitos-mitos tapi yang ada kebenaran sedikit that you should know. Yeah, I just feel like writing craps tonight and talk about PMS.

1. Masa period tumbuh jerawat batu.
Most girls ada simptom ini, beberapa hari before uzur, or maybe beberapa hari after uzur. Jerawat batu lain sikit dari jerawat biasa. Jerawat batu ini ada unsur kewanitaan yang lelaki langsung takkan faham.

2. Masa period tak boleh minum/makan benda sejuk.
Sejak period pertama lagi, aku memang haram consume benda sejuk. Or else, I need to eat fire to prevent clotting. Clotting ni la yang buat para wanita senggugut. Bukan sakit di bahagian perut macam selalu lelaki dengar. Tapi bahagian bawah perut. Tak bawahhh sangat. Buka buku Sains/Bio, you know where it is. If men wanna know what it feels like senggugut, u imagine walking down a lane alone then walking down a lane with millions of people rushing out. No, you can't rush out because you're stuck. Sakit oi senggugut.

3. Masa period tak boleh basahkan kepala.
Tapi aku tak tahan la tak shampu rambut even for a day. My hair so fine sangat senang berminyak so if I don't shampoo a day, the next day it'll resemble mihun yang berminyak.

4. Masa period mesti minum/makan benda panas.
Ok I know, sama jak dengan inti nombor 2. But just to explain more, some women drink beer to heat up the body to prevent clotting, lagi. So yes, kadang-kadang I get so sick with menstrual pain or senggugut that I end up jadi kaki botol on the 1st or 2nd day of period. It does help with the flow.

5. Masa period mual.
Ya ada sikit macam pregnant but not major la. I remember one time aku senggugut gila gaban and I rushed to the kitchen, took an apple vodka, tuang dalam gelas, teguk sekaligus. And sekaligus juga terkeluar balik dari mulut. Mual eyh. Alu sampey kinek tok aku bencik apple vodka. Sampey sabun pinggan mangkuk bau apple pun aku rasa mual. Maybe bukan effect period. Maybe I have a thing against apple.

6. Masa period emosi yioh.
Ini wajib lah. Cepat marah, muka serius, takda mood, macam orang gila sikit, cepat terharu, nangis tengok movie, mungkin juga happy gila yang lain daripada yang lain, lemah, lembik, malas, kejam, dan sebagainya. Oh dan kuat ngerepak. Kuat complain and whining, in other word.

7. Masa period muka cantik.
Hah. Yang ini aku tak pasti sebab hari-hari aku tengok muka aku cantik. Ok kidding. Tapi mitos ini agak real kadang-kadang. Cuba korang buat eksperimen, kalau ada perempuan macam lain cantik nya hari tu, korang tanya la "U period ka hari ni? Muka u cantik tau".

8. Masa period unpredictable.
Makanya jikalau anda bertanya seseorang wanita itu soalan di atas, kemungkinan anda akan menerima tamparan maut. Ataupun mungkin juga wanita tersebut rasa gembira sebab wanita memang suka dipuji. Yang perempuan pula, kalau dah orang puji, tak perlu emosi marah-marah dan buat bodo. Terima lah dengan hati yang terbuka.

9. Masa period perempuan sendiri tak tau apa dia rasa
Jadi jangan hairan la kalau aku tiba-tiba jadi naga, harimau ataupun seekor rama-rama yang comel masa aku period sebab aku takkan tahu apa patut aku rasa. It's just there. It just happen.

10. Masa period boleh jadi hipokrit
Secara praktikalnya telah dibuktikan pada suatu hari itu, aku layan pelbagai jenis episod Kak Lehot dalam satu jam. Muka aku sangat solemn macam tentera. Tapi dalam perut aku bergolek-golek ketawa. Muka mesti serius, sebab masa tu aku jaga exam budak nanti budak terkejut aku ketawa terbahak-bahak.

11. Masa period jadi besar

Perut jadi besar, kembung, effect keruntuhan dinding uterus seperti yang kita belajar time Form 3 dulu. Ada part lain yang kembang dan besar juga la. Tapi takkan jadi lebih tinggi mahupun lebih pendek ataupun bertukar menjadi Jessica Alba.

12. Shegalanya tentang period
Normally, wanita period 5 hari every month pada tarikh yang hampir-hampir sama. There's a study saying that the period cycle boleh berubah ikut persekitaran. Like a bunch of 4 girls pada mula-mulanya period lain-lain hari. After some time living together, akan ada satu bulan tu semua period hampir sama masa. This theory is proven right, aku memang perhati cycle period roomate aku dari zaman matriks lagi. And aku malas nak buat penutup untuk post kali ini sebab aku ada masalah tulis perenggan terakhir in a short time.

Sekian terima kasih. Anything you have in mind? Cakap cepat, sebelum aku marah. Ahem.

Every living adult is also a lonely person.

2011-10-19T01:28:00.000+08:00

Credits to Atiqah Rahman

Dulu aku pernah update status serius sebegitu and I think it is happening to everyone.

Dulu kawan kita ramai. Semua orang jadi kawan kita. Jumpa tepi jalan pun kawan kita. Berkawan pun tak kesah dia sapa.

Makin ramai kita kenal, makin ramai kita lupa. And as we grow up, our cycle of friends just shrink. You might just stay with one or two real BFFFFs yang sama blajar dari tadika. You might stick with those you meet after SPM. You might find new friends, but usually tak ramai. Tak ramai.

Aku ingat lagi mula-mula aku dan rakan-rakan uni aku dapat Digi D'Campus Plan yang free call tu.
"Wuhuuuuu free kol laaaa aku nak call semua kawan yang guna Digi!!!!!! Bestnya bestnya!!!!!!"
Lima saat kemudian sambil scrolling down the phonebook, "Hmm aku nak call sapa aa? Ala. Aku tada kawan rupanya".

We used to laugh at that joke. Tapi sekarang macam real. Ada tada free call sama jak. Aku tada kawan. (Ataupun kawan aku sebenanya tak ramai pakai Digi. Yakin.)
Kadang-kadang bukan sebab ko tak nak call, tapi ko tada masa. Masa ko terbuang untuk main Dance Mania ataupun tonton tv atau buat lesson plans dan mengemas rumah.
Kadang-kadang ko tada topik nak dibualkan dengan kawan.
Kadang-kadang tak tau mulakan perbualan.
Kadang-kadang malas.

Dan paling sakit kalau balik rumah time cuti. Kawan semua hilang. Smua tada. Last-last cari ja la member adik ka member abang kakak sebagai teman minum teh di kedai kopi. Tak pun, lepak dengan mak bapak at home. Online sampai jari patah. What a life.

Oh oh konon kalau sunyi tada kawan, carilah boyfriend. Baik, aku cari satu. Ada la teman sms dari pagi smpai malam bergayut 3 jam setiap hari setiap malam. Tada aktiviti dengan kawan-kawan, tapa. Boyfriend ada. Bila dah break, haaa. Baru tau sedapnya rasa kesunyian kesorangan kebujangan kekurangan kasih sayang. Pastu jumpa perkataan Jomblo. Just the right word.

Ya tepat sekali. Sebenarnya aku berhasrat join FotoRaduan yang dianjurkan oleh Perempuan Jomblo.

FotoRaduan™ (Intro) - Peraduan Foto Bersama Perempuan Jomblo

Tapi aku rasa aku lari format, sebab aku cerita tentang perasaan not much tentang gambar. Apa-apapun, terima kasih Encik Atiqah Rahman kerana membenarkan aku menculik gambar ini. Btw, itu underwater attempts di Semporna, Sabah. Awesome road trip :)

Sekian. Selamat berjomblo.

Topik kawen lah kali ni

2011-10-15T01:25:00.000+08:00


I googled this wedding picture. Ok I lied.

"Kakak ku dolok kawen ekot adat Melanau la. Tunang rah church, blessings la. A year after that, kawen. Wedding mass in the church, pasya sarung berian ekot adat mekorang la, then bok bersanding.
Pasya, abang 1st ku kawen bini nya Iban. So ekot bini nya la, wedding mass in the morning, then a simple reception at home, pasya malam reception di hotel.
Pasya abang ku 2nd ya kawen kampong juak, bini nya Bidayuh so sekda la sarung berian ya smua. Pas kawen church, bersanding jak la di rumah ninek ku.
Pasya aku la gik. Aku ntah laaaa kali ku kawen lari jak la klak. Hahahaha "
(Penceritaan semula bersama ~~Lelaki Macho~~ ~~Lelaki Gila~~ Lelaki Peberet, malam tadik)

MAAP. Aku baru sedar kronologi cerita ku SALAH. Abang 1st ku kawen dolok baru la kakak ku. Adeh. Sikpa, aku tetap ingat aku anak keempat keluarga. And when your elder siblings dah kawen semua then maybe it's your turn gik and your ex-schoolmates and friends makin aktif berkahwin, memang ada rasa macam apa yang kitakorang yang belum kawen rasa laa aku rasa kitakorang paham la apa aku padah tok.

Tadik pun member tepon madah nya kawen next year. Bukan nya sorang. Ada la dalam 54 orang gik kawan-kawan ku bakal kawen next year (aku rami kawan bah) and I'm really happy with that. Bagus la, sukati kitakorang la janji bahagia.

Nasib la adik-adik ku besar gap umur ngan aku, adik laki ku 19 tahun adik bungsu ku 15 tahun so rasa-rasanya kurang logik lah mun dak duak kawen dolok langkah bendul ka apa. Aih stress ku kakar kawen tok. Malas dah ku.

Ninek ku mesan riya "Kerja dao-dao siew, debuh segaut bak kawin" (Kerja bagus-bagus dulu, tak payah rushing nak kawin)

Mak aku pun sikda la padah "KO MESTI KAWEN UMO KO 23 TAHUN 5 BULAN". Tapi mak ku padah boh sik kawen jakk. (Ya isu ku mala kelaie ngan nya. Sukati orang la orang sik kawen!! Ahem. Aok bah mak. Aku lom kawen. Aku sikda anak. Aku sikda laki. Ney ku tauk apa-apa. Mak sentiasa betul.)

Kakya mak ku akan carik orang k aku mun aku sikpat carik dimpun. Haaaaaaaa apa lagi cepat la masuk pinang i. Statement mintak tampar.

Dah. Mun mok tanyak pasal kawen, boh tanyak aku. Tanyak orang dah kawen. Rugi jak kitakorang baca tok muahahaha. Tok lah antaranya yang ku boleh quote.

"Kalau saya tau camana kawen, awal lagi saya kawen. Umo 18 tahun dah saya kawen. Tak payah lambat sangat kawen, kamu tu single, duit ada nak kawen lalala" (pesan Encik Colleague, 2011)

"Tak payah kawen la Misel. Tak payahhhh laa. (nak tok ada unsur sarcasm semenarnya dari seorang gik Encik Colleague, 2011)

"Sik perlu gago gilak carik jodoh. Mun ada, ada. Aku dolok umo 25 bok bergerek pasya kawen la. Ilekk"

"Kawen awal bagus. Ada anak awal. Dah pencen, anak dah besar".

And so much more. So much more. (stress gik)

Umo mun dah makin nait tok memang topik kawen ya adalah macam topik K-Pop untuk remaja. HOT topik. Bak kata Atiqah Rahman, Perempuan Berkarat dalam blog beliau. Apa-apa pun, exam paper patut disiapkan. Kerja sebulan harus dilangsaikan.

Crita kawen, postpone la dolok. Kawen lari pun ok apa! Aku dah padah awal2 sitok, jadi sik perlu la kitakorang eksen sik tauk apa-apa klak oh.

OK OK. I'm just kidding. I don't even know if I have the balls to post this. Macam isu orang tua jak.
~~Mari la stress sama pikir hal kawen.~~
Mari la berdoa agar semua dapat kawen dan hidup bahagia. I wish everyone the best marriage and the best life ahead. God bless all of you!

Buang sampah perlu skill

2011-09-30T00:24:00.001+08:00

No introduction paragraph required. Malas.

1. Jangan tunggu sampah terover penuh.
2. Jangan campur sampah dapur dan sampah kering, sampah kronik dan sampah normal.
3. Mesti ada tong/plastik sampah di persekitaran bilik mandi / tandas.
4. Mesti ada tong/plastik sampah di dalam bilik tidur.
5. Jangan buang sampah tanpa plastik sampah. Kecuali sampah kering.
6. Mak saya pesan, bekukan perut2 insang2 ikan sebelum buang ke tong besar atau sebelum SMC kutip. Nanti dapur bau hanyir.
7. Plastik sampah pelbagai saiz penting.
8. Buang sampah dalam tong/plastik sampah, bukan di tepi atau di luar.
9. Lubang jamban bukan tong sampah. Lubang jamban hanya sesuai untuk buang air kencing, air liur, hingus, tahi dan tisu. Bukannya puntung rokok, sanitary pad, sampah-sarap mahupun bayi.
10. Luar tingkap kereta juga bukan tong sampah. Kalau nak buang, buang dalam poket atau beg kamu.
11. Bawah katil serta bawah meja juga bukan tong sampah.
12. Tapi laci meja aku banyak benda merapu macam sampah.
13. Ok lah, esok aku buang sampah dengan penuh skill.
14. Apa-apa pun, tolonglah jaga kebersihan.
15. Dan jangan jadi sampah masyarakat.

Googling makes your life easier.

Sila youtube search "Nama pun sampah". A good review with a light humour. I forgot the guy's name but his vlog boleh tahan la. Ala-ala Ryan Higa versi Utara. Youtube la kedirik. Line kedak ____ jak tok so I can't link the video here.

I sound bored and less swearing. Selamat membuang sampah everyone.

Fasa Hodoh

2011-09-07T23:16:00.003+08:00

10 Simptom Anda Pernah Mengalami Fasa Hodoh

1. Anda mempunyai nama femes hodoh berdasarkan salah satu ciri-ciri fizikal anda contohnya Hitam Legam, Gemuk Gedempol, Pendek Kontot, Kurus Kering, Jerawat dan Parut, Gigi Jaik, Bibir Besar, Kaki Besar, Dahi Besar, Telinga Besar, Bontot Segimpat, Hidung Pemek dan bermacam-macam lagi.

2. Anda berkali-kali dikutuk berdasarkan ciri-ciri fizikal yang terpilih.

3. Orang sekeliling anda membuat lawak jenaka menggunakan Nama Hodoh yang terpilih. Mungkin sampai mati mereka tetap buat lawak yang sama. Mcb na.

4. Anda dikutuk dan ditertawakan banyak kali sehingga anda muak untuk marah, geram, rasa shit dan rasa ingin bunuh diri.

5. Anda mengutuk kembali orang yang mengutuk anda. Fair and square.

6. Orang sekeliling menjadikan bentuk fizikal anda sebagai isu panas. Contohnya "KENAPA ANAK ENGKAU NI HITAM BERBANDING YANG LAIN?" .

Kadang-kadang orang yang sopan takkan tanya soalan panas macam ni tapi aku tahu mereka nak tanya so last last tanya dia balik "Lain kan muka aku ngan mak aku? Ko orang yang ke -413 207 ada perasaan macam tu".

7. Anda sudah menyediakan beberapa set jawapan untuk isu atau kontroversi yang timbul. Contohnya:

a) Aku anak bapak. Sebab tu aku tak putih macam mak aku.

b) Semua yang hitam aku sorang yang serap kami adik-beradik.

c) Mak aku dulu time ngandungkan aku kuat minum Cola. (Bersyukur la aku itam ja, bukan mutate sebab Cola)

d) Aku anak angkat. Kutip tepi jalan. (Eat my sarcasm)

e) Kenapa engkau tanya soalan macam sial? Sukati aku la aku itam. (pastu aku kena tampar sebab kuang haja)

8. Anda adalah peminat Michael Jackson dan ingin membuat pembedahan plastic agar muka anda lebih cantik hensem bergaya dengan harapan dapat menghentikan kutukan orang ramai terhadap anda.

9. Anda pernah memberitahu diri anda "Takpa la aku hitam. Kalau aku tak hitam macam sekarang, mesti lah aku tak signifikan dalam hidup orang. Mesti lah abang-abang aku tak tau macamana nak mengeratkan silaturahim dengan aku. Mesti lah aku tak femes. Mestilah aku tak tau apa maknanya hidup kerana hidup mesti kena kutuk juga".

Seriously, if I'm perfect and God gave me everything, kompom aku jadi sangat lupa daratan dan bitchy dan rasa superkacak dan mengutuk orang lain dan orang lain akan meluah perasaan oppressed macam ni.

10. Anda membenci sekurang-kurangnya satu manusia yang pernah mengutuk anda dengan hebat lagi-lagi kalau dia membanding diri anda dengan 14 orang lagi manusia perfect di sekeliling anda and you live with that shit your whole life, trying to ignore the pain, trying to build up your confidence and trying to feel contented with yourself and be grateful that there are friggin more people appreciating you for who you are.

I have great family and friends, don't worry I don't hate anyone of you. It's your freedom to say anything you want about me, to accept or not to accept who I am and to hate or love me for being me. (yerhhh cliché na juak bunyi ayat tok)

I've been living this Fasa Hodoh, I've learned a LOT from it and I wanna leave it. I ignored all those little things that are not intended to hurt me but deep down maybe it did, a bit, and I learned the easiest way – Be very, very grateful with what you have. Thank God for giving you a perfect body no matter how people tend to make fun of you. Thank all those people for making fun of you cause that's how eventually you grow up and learn to live. If you never experience this Fasa Hodoh, then you are one arrogant yet lucky bastard.

Ya lah sebabnya aku selaluuuu rasa kacak hensem bergaya melampau. Bukan sebab aku perasan. Tapi sebab aku nang camya. Ok ok. It's just that aku dah malas dan BOWHSAN idup dengan rasa buruk rasa jaik rasa hodoh ya semua. Asal aku sorang rasa aku hensem, cukup la. Asal aku sik nganok orang sesuka hati, cukup la. I've seen beautiful and handsome people (this one literally la, bukan berlagak kedak aku la) but sampai takat ya jak la mok ditangga aku. Sikda pun apa-apa yang ku suka selain dari nangga muka nya jak. Masuk Fb sidak pun muntah, bosan, sikda inti, mala asa kacak dan bimbo, apa la aku mok approve request ko. Dasar orang kacak paloi. Hahahhaha

Jangan kutuk orang selalu gilak sampey orang muak nak idup, nak jumpa kau.

Jangan rasa kacak over gilak it's annoying sampey orang mencik nangga muka kau.

Jangan rasa hideous or hodoh gilak it's annoying sampey orang nak mbulak dirik ko kacak. Ya penting sekali.

Mun ko sik accept dirik ko kacak, camni orang lain nak accept ko kacak. Mun ko nak bergambar 72 keping gambar pose lain tapi tempat sama jak, sukati kau la. Janji kau sik ngutok orang lain hodoh la. Aku nak minta maaf la sempena raya tok ngan semua orang sebab aku pun kuat ngutuk orang. Aku sedar aku itam. (tok ayat kesian, ya la bagus nya mun ada kekurangan dalam diri)

Kaktok sapa gik anok ku itam ka perut buncit ka idong pemek ka bibir besar ka suara garau ka, aku tampar palak ko sampey mati.

Satu Hari Rabu dan Blog Aku Masih Hidup

2011-08-24T16:15:00.003+08:00

#1
Manusia C : Dah nak dekat-dekat cuti tok eh, banyaakk barang ku abis.
Manusia M : Oh ya ka apa la?
Manusia C : Cleanser aku abis, toner aku abis, shampoo aku abis.....
Manusia M : ......
Manusia C : Oh tiga jak duhal.

#2
Manusia C : Aih aih juh beli kad raya petang tok!
Manusia M : Aok aok! Oh mesti list down brapa igek mok beli tok!
(frantically searching for memos n pen)
Manusia C : Mok berik sorang-sorang ka serumah?
Manusia M : Mmmm satu kad satu rumah la.

Written :
1. Dak Mamat
2. Dak Minah

B : Oh. Tok jak tek? Sik la banyak.

#3
"Shwoabihhh baru seminggu cuti, aku masuk kelas, boleh-boleh ku sik ingat nama nembiak. Mun ku cuti sebulan tok, kali nama dak cegu ku lupak juak."

#4
Manusia C : Budak-budak tu semua memang tak boleh diharap la.
Manusia S : Cikgu A, jangan cakap budak-budak macam tu, tak boleh diharap....tapi memang tak boleh diharap pun.

#5
SHIT, UJAN. MALAS NAAA KU NAK UPDATE BLOG MUN DAH CAMTOK.

#6
Alang-alang menyeluk pekasam, biar la baju disidai ya basah.

#7
Aku sik tauk apa inti or mesej yang ingin ku sampaikan aku sik peduli. Janji aku mok idupkan jak blog tok. Maureen paksa.

#8
I used to write 10 Things bla bla bla yes I'm pathetic but I don't write lame things like you can imagine, I'd rather write stupid things and now I don't have time for all that.

#9
I waste more time now than I should. Because I can't wait to go home. Home like Sibu. Home like holiday

#10
Blogging makes me feel 2,3 years younger again.

Manusia Z : Ko nang suka baca blog orang oo?
Aku : Aok nang ku suka. Baca ko Blog C tok kakya Blog D tok tang best aih.
Manusia Z : Aku sik penah la ada kawan macam kau tok.
Aku : Oh. Aku pelik ka?

I like quoting people it's addictive.
And I still don't know where I'm heading to.

Aku mok balit. Aku malas dah kerja. Serious shit aku pemalas. Adakah ini normal?

#11
"Kan dah pernah ku padah dolok? Kenak ko bengap gilak tok Misel? Ka smua ompuan bengap kedak kau tok?"
Ok that was only a joke. Hampir-hampir juak la aku mpun hidung kembang kempis trying to differentiate a joke and a, uh, non-joke.

#12
Aku banyak benda mok padah, aku rasa aku boleh list out sampey 50 benda. Tapi I came out with 12 things only, ya pun lom tolak craps and tolak markah format.

#13
Seriously, I am not going anywhere. And when I don't know where I'm heading, I write again.

Marek nangga lam tv ada wanita awesome nulis buku, tiba-tiba I felt like I have a new ambition/dream to write a book juak. Tapi bila nangga ada 14,500 orang gik orang yang lebih awesome dari aku yang punya idea dan isi penulisan yang baik, hm, masih juak aku rasa aku awesome juak. Ok enough narcissism. Muntah dah aku berkelakuan sedemikian.

Ko sik tauk orang yang rasa awesome macam aku tok memang salah seorang mangsa oppressed suatu ketika dahulu. I need a new post to write a topic on "Zaman Kegelapan Misel Yang Rasa Awesome".

Aku nang rasa best. Macam la ko sik penah rasa best. Semua orang lam dunia tok patut rasa best. Mun ko rasa ko sik best, sampey mati pun ko rasa camya. Tapi mun ko rasa best cam aku, perasaan ini akan pudar dan hilang juga satu hari nanti. In fact, sikda pun ku rasa best ney. Saja jak uar-uarkan dalam FB macam sial. Haha. Life is short, banding ngan life lepas mati. Jadi for once, upkan la diri anda supaya anda tahu dan sedar di mana anda berada. Riak patut ada dalam jiwa. Asal berpada-pada.

Ok. That sounds so wrong. I take them all back. Jangan lah kamu riak. Jangan lupa diri. Dah kerja, jangan lupak mak bapak, kata kawan aku kepada aku. Jika kamu rasa terbeban untuk memberi sedikit wang saku kepada keluarga setiap bulan dan rasa cam "aku sik penah gik rasa tok rasa ya aku sik penah k henpon kacak k laptop hensem lalala", ingat lah dolok mak bapak kita camya juak.
Ingat sidak orang sik penah ada impian mok g London nangga burung-burung yang banyak berterbangan di pavement ya nok kedak dove ya? (sori la i sik penah ke luar negara koh)
Ingat sidak orang sik penah asa mok beli kereta kacak gik selain kereta buatan Malaysia?
Ingat sidak orang sik penah asa diri kedirik lebih prioriti daripada benda lain?

Ya payahnya berduit. Tada duit pun payah. Ada duit lagi payah. Sometimes I wish I'm paid 30k per month so that I can make people happy and myself happy.

But does it?

Ish. Mesti la gembira oo. Ada duit ribu-ribu, cepat-cepat settle utang kerajaan, buka bisnes, beli ya beli tok, polah charity sak nampak beramal sikit, pasya lamak-lamak lupak Tuhan lupak family lupak kawan lupak dirik.

You know what? I'm bored with this post and I don't get myself at all now.

I only know myself 50% maybe. The rest, Tuhan jak yang tauk isi hati aku.

Oh. I know. I'm homesick. I guess that's what I'm trying to say.

Saya seorang guru sekolah menengah.

2011-03-17T01:53:00.002+08:00

Sila tekan ini jika anda tidak dapat view.

Credits to "Procrastination" Tales Of Mere Existence.

Yes. I am one of the world's greatest procrastinator.

Apart from being one of the world's greatest narcissist.

Also being one of the school's (so-called) greatest newbie.

Kalau aku tiba-tiba ada membelog, maksudnya aku tiba-tiba ada masa lapang untuk dibuang begitu sahaja bila mana aku ada kerja tertunggak yang banyak aku kena buat tapi sebab aku ada penyakit procrastinating yang agak kronik, jadi aku pun meluah perasaan di sini sebab kawan aku yang bernama Nana dah tido dia cakap dia mau stay up dan aku masih berfikir nak stay up ka tak sebab kalau aku stay up mungkin aku hanya buang masa berFacebook, stalking manusia dan hanya buat 2% kerja yang patut aku buat jadi aku kena buang broadband ni cepat-cepat pastu kalau aku tido awal aku maseh juga bangun lambat besok pagi jadi takda bezanya cuti sekolah ni ada ka tidak aku tetap seorang procrastinator terhebat.

(69 patah perkataan)

"Kerja cegu paling senang dalam dunia" (random, 2010)

"Biasanya orang tak cakap kerja dia best sebab orang fokus dengan disadvantage of the job; and not the advantage"(Jc, 2010)

"Segala-galanya berubah lepas Misel posting sitok. Dolok sekda juak problem gilak aek, nektok berbulan-bulan sikda aek. Kakya siap orang pindah kuar dari flat lepas ko masuk sitok"
(teman sekerja aku, 2011)

Ah. I love my colleagues. Haha.

Kamu tau siapa nama saya?

2010-12-04T21:45:00.002+08:00

Tok..tok..tok..

Bunyi tingkap sebelah driver diketuk. Lalu kakak aku menurunkan tingkap sehingga nampak muka seorang lelaki berumur 40-an, berbaju kemeja dan bersongkok. Muka hensem macam orang tua yang hensem. Kita bagi gelaran dia OTYH (ikut setail Atiqah Rahman yang obses abbreviations).

OTYH : Ya ada apa, cik?
Kakak : Oh takda, tunggu kawan.

OTYH : Ooo, saya ingat kreta rosak.

Kami : Oh tak tak.

OTYH : Kamu ni asal mana?

Aku (dengan pantas) : Dari Miri juga.

OTYH : Oh..kamu ada nampak papan tanda biru depan tu?

Kami : A-ha...Ok...

OTYH : Papan tu tulis ikut kiri jika tidak memotong.

Kami : Aa...ok...

OTYH : Jadi kalau tak memotong, ikut kiri (or something like that)

Aku : Tapi mekorg di sitok 10 minit dah.

OTYH : Kamu tak boleh memotong saya, sebab KERETA SAYA LAJU.

OTYH : KAMU TAU SIAPA NAMA SAYA?

Kami : *blur*mata terkebil-kebil sedang memproses maklumat dalam otak*

OTYH : NAMA SAYA ZAIDIL! ZAIDIL AIDIL. AIDILFITRI. (senyum merbahaya)

Kami : *semakin blur*

OTYH : KAMU TAU SIAPA MUSUH SAYA?

OTYH : BOLKIAH!!!!!!!

Lalu orang tua yang hensem tapi pelik dan gila itu berlalu pergi dengan sungguh bergaya, masuk dalam Citra putih nya dengan LAJU bak kata dia.

Yes. Totally wattahelliswrongwiththatmanhahahahahahahahha. All the way home, my sister and I.

Beberapa peringatan dan pesanan ringkas dari MISEL MUSUH TEDASAPA:

1. Jika ada stranger menghampiri kereta dengan expression yang baik hati dan nampak seperti seorang pegawai kesihatan, jangan buka tingkap besar-besar. Cukup la 3 cm.

2. Jika orang sudah bertanya soalan pelik and you sense something wrong, just close the window and drive away. Or just hon kereta sepuas hati (biar dia ingat kita lagi gila dari dia)

3. Jangan buka tingkap kalau anda bersendirian dalam kereta.

4. Sila ingat nombor flat kereta orang pelik.

5. Ketawakan dia jika anda yakin dia gila.

And last but not least, IKUT KIRI JIKA TIDAK MEMOTONG KERANA KERANA SAYA LAJU.

P.S. Aku assume ada orang potong ZaidilMUSUHBolkiah, lalu dia emo, dan tersalah kereta lalu melepaskan tekanan jiwanya kepada kami yang hanya lah ingin membeli serta memotong kek harijadi. Tiada kaitan pun dengan memotong kereta. Kerana saya laju. (hahahahahaha)

kerana Good Burgers dan kek ini kami jumpa zaidilmusuhbolkiah.

Jangan banyak soal

2010-11-12T00:13:00.005+08:00

manusia A : tido?
manusia B : masak?

manusia A : bila?
manusia B : bukan semalam?

manusia A : sapa cakap?
manusia B : bukan dia yang cakap?

manusia A : kenapa pulak?
manusia B : sebab bukan ko yang cakap?

manusia A : sapa abiskan nasi aku!?
manusia B : kenapa ada tanda seru?

manusia A : bila masa ada tanda seru?
manusia B : ko tutup mata ka time taip sms?

manusia A : msg tu apa?
manusia B : kenapa ko bodo?

manusia A : bodo part mana?
manusia B : ko rasa ko bodo ka?

manusia A : ko pandai ka?
manusia B : macamana ko tau?

manusia A : kenapa ko minta puji?
manusia B : bila masa aku minta apa2 dari ko?

manusia A : kenapa ko tanya macam tu?
manusia B : apa lagi aku patut tanya?

manusia A : apa ko suka tanya?
manusia B : ko pasti mo tau?

manusia A : apa yang ko sembunyikan?
manusia B : ..............shit. mati pucuk. tada idea. shit.

After 13 continuous text messages and became the awesome loser of our awesome texted conversations, I found out my cell phone battery had actually died and reincarnated. I read here we should put our battery inside the freezer.

Ok then. Akan ku guinea-pig-kan bateri laptop aku yg hanya tahan 38 saat ini. Mungkin kah life span beliau akan bertambah.

Or maybe it's just like letting cough at the stairs. (Rekonstruksi peribahasa Melayu, Steven Linggie & Dolly Julai, 2010)

Maka itu, selamat membekukan barangan elektronik anda untuk masa depan yang lebih cerah. Sekian.

And tributes to Spontan. Tapa la kalau Whose Line Is It Anyway lagi awesome, but I'm still quite entertained, lompat ke minit 3:45

And menyelut sikit, my favourite episode, sila tengok 3:40 - the best part (for me, at least)

Memandangkan aku tak ingat mana episod yang best dalam WLIIA (yeah), jadi aku mampu letak gambar saja la untuk perhiasan :

P.S. Btw btw btw mana mo cari DDRII 2GB yang murah lagi hensem?

Dia sudah bersih suci tanpa dosa

2010-11-03T01:53:00.001+08:00

Dia sudah bersih suci tulus murni laju cepat dan pantas, kurang lagging. Aku sayang mereka berdua yang kosong dan ringan ini.

Bila lagi kita mau bersih suci mcm ni?

Graduation For Dummies

2010-10-20T23:23:00.007+08:00

Saya setuju dengan post Cik Melissa yang clickable itu. Sehubungan itu, ingin saya memanjangkan lagi ulasan beliau dengan memberi beberapa tips yang sebenarnya dedikasikan untuk saya seorang. Everyone has different tips. But here goes la eh.

PRE

1. Come to respective universities early. Really early, if possible.

Hari pertama sangat penting ya, kerana segala jenis manusia akan merebuti saiz XS dan juga S. For UMS, it took only the first couple hours of Monday morning to finish up XS jubahs. Maka itu, jika anda sangat particular tentang saiz, then come early.

2. Don't come early - just find representative to take your jubah, early.

Be ready to write a formal letter, people would request for it as a BUKTI you're a representative. And for the managing team, please be more consistent on the procedure of representatives. Hari ini cakap boleh amik untuk kawan, esok cakap tak boleh, lusa cakap tak boleh konvo, kalau banyak duit, bagi saja rasuah sama mereka. Bising.

3. Bring and pay cash.

Because it's not just RM150 as stated in the website. When you're there, you're going to pay another RM70 for stage pictures and maybe ratusan lagi untuk rapuan yang lain. So make sure your representative has more cash than what you thought is enough.

4. Be skema.

Check all the materials given. You don't want to realize something's missing on the day of your convocation. And you could have a chance to change your hoodie thingy (only for UMS though - we had different colours of hoodies based on our faculties, which was attached behind of us and mine was real long I swear I looked like a female Superman).

5. Rehearsal? Not necessary.

If you wanna meet up old friends, then just go. Or if you don't mind to drown in the ocean of human beings, then go. If you don't mind ditching some mini-reunion girlfriend date like karaoke-ing for 5 hours which could be historic because it would be your last hangout, then be my guest. Just go to the rehearsal. Hehe.

6. Choose the BEST studio.

ALWAYS be cerewet. Like my dad. Ehem. I mean this is going to be a picture of you hanging on the wall for decades, probably. So be very particular on the lightings and backdrops, not too yellowish or too dark or too bright, if possible find a studio with a REAL bookshelf. Also, double check on the pictures taken. Minta tengok gambar lepas shot. You might detect an error or two - your double chin, your toes perking, your tie, your awkward hands and smile, every little thing is very lively in a picture.

7. Take studio photos BEFORE your session.

No transkrip or scroll yet? No worries. You just bring your jubah and topi konvo. Most studios provide the props. Oh sangat iklan studio. A bit leceh because you'd want to wear your kebaya or tux too from your hotel. It's alright that everybody knows it's your graduation. And, if you're UMS-ian, you will be so confused trying to attach the hoodie on your own. So better get the studio people to help you first. Then you won't have to rush for the convo day.

Credits to Lola sebab ko nolong ku ngator hoodie paloi ya. Stress palak makey menatang ya.

8. Be punctual

If you're session is 8am, wake up at 4am. Yes, prepare yourself like you're going for a road trip. Or a wedding. Then make sure you don't get traffic jammed please please. And IF you are going to be late, go panic a while then just remember, protocols will always be ready for latecomers. Bak kata staff tu hari, ada lubang tikus tmpat mereka yang lambat datang masuk dewan. Yes they would mention about the chancellor hall will be quarantined once the VC and orang-orang kuat berarak masuk (which will be after students perarakan). Go panic for a while only, remember. There's always solution.

9. Hide your mobile phone under your jubah.

If you're a guy, senang cerita. Just letak dalam poket. If you're a girl and your kebaya/kurung doesn't have poket, then get a sling bag and I know it will look stupid hanging it underneath the jubah but it's really important to stay in contact with your (lost) parents. Oh or you could just hang your handphone only.

10. Don't forget to feel.

Once you're on stage, you might get all blurry and why-is-everything-happening-so-fast-ly and you don't even look at VC and you forget to just feel the moment. If you ask me what it felt like, well don't ask. I instantly had memory loss that 5 seconds on stage. So you, be calm and feel.

11. Not quite a good tip, but try going out from the hall.

You could ask your family to come out, too. Take a walk at tamu gadang and have your brunch while you can find energy booster to save your day. After your turn, everything seems boring and boringer. Or else, you might be sleeping stupidly during the ceremony. Nanti masuk video or camera. Or your best coursemate laughing at you. Malu eh.

POST

12. Be ready for traffic jam.

It's going to be a long, long day. Long and tiring. And you might practically think convocation is just a stupid ceremony.

13. Don't take studio photos right after your convocation session.

-Unless you don't really have much friends to say hi-i'm-gonna-miss-you-bye-best-of-luck-with-your-life because you WILL meet lots of people after graduating. Catching a glimpse is good enough than never, at all.

-Unless you have a driver to drive your car in an AWFUL traffic jam after the convocation so that your face stays energetic and fresh for the photo session. Or maybe cover it up with lots of make ups.

Studio photoshoot a FEW days after your session is the nicest.

14. Bring along a pair of slippers.

Ridiculous, it is. But wearing heels for hours and hours can make you retarded. Nobody cares if you wear your slipper around. It's helping saving your life.

15. Outdoor photography is also a must.

It's where you can pose with your metal fingers or Hang Tuah pose or the tikam topi konvo jauh-jauh ke atas or baring-baring atas rumput or take pictures everywhere in your Uni.

And oh, it would be a lot easier to take outdoor photography/videography a day or two after your session, maybe by that time your family has gone back home and you're bujang again to plan out with friends.

16. If you want flowers, then remember you're taking it home too.

Flowers are too symbolic for graduations. And it just make you a Christmas tree where you will hang your flowers, bags, scrolls, convo book and flowers again using only two hands.

Thanks Mak and Lola for the flowers anyway, that's really sweet.

17. Go back home a few days after your convocation.

Maybe a few weeks. My 10 days convocation trip was not that enough. I should've wrote this sickeningly longest post ever while still parasiting in Nana's hostel room. Then baru beli tiket to Sibu.

So I can confidently say that convocation day is not really your biggest day ever. It's only a birthday candle on a yummy birthday cake that you bake the whole afternoon. Or maybe the whole night. Yang penting, kek itu sedap dan dapat dimakan. Jangan lilin ja lebih. Cake plastik. lalalalala talk shit talk shit.

Happy Convo folks!

Aku Benci Duit (random title)

2010-09-28T23:24:00.004+08:00

"Mom, I wanna buy a new phone."

"Oh, what happened to your phone?"

"It's gone."

"Gone where?"

"I threw it out from the verandah just now. Perfect projectile motion."

Tidak berlaku sama sekali.

INSTEAD.

I STAYED with my lovely phone.

I GAZED at it until my SMS had been delivered. Which, if it doesn't work, I have to RESTART it by REMOVING the lovely battery.

I have no favour with new phones - i-phone, blackberry, blueberry, strawberry I don't shitty care all that. (tada duit)

Because I am a decent young lady and again, very gadgetly patient. (pernah berlaku juga suatu ketika dahulu on my previous phone)

P.S. I seriously looked out the verandah that day, overwhelmed with my own hungry desire to throw it mercilessly from where I stood - but then I imagined myself having this kind of conversation with mom. Or whoever who asked me. That explains then, why we do not throw our stuff out the window. Because it complicates things.

P.S.S Saya memang bercita-cita untuk melontar barang jauh-jauh satu hari nanti. Setakat across the room, it's not qualified as fulfilling the dreams.

Having you is like having a boyfriend. Stupid, yet still needed.

Sombongnya dia

2010-09-21T13:45:00.003+08:00

setakat gambar hiasan, aku mok testing gif file. Kota Belud 2009.

Malas crita panjang, di bawah adalah hasil plagiat dari http://francisangeloz.blogspot.com/2010/09/kehidupan.html

Oh hai N.G @ Francis Angelo, again your post is initiating. Kakakmu ini sudah tiada idea untuk menulis.

Ok la, I will be a more humble person starting from this moment. Hahah.

"Kacak mpuan ya. Muka kedak org putih. Tapi nya ada sikit sombong eh. Nya padah nya choosy when it comes to friends."

"Aok, nang upa nya sombong, gaya klakar jak dah tauk. Tapi biar la nya sombong. She should be. She's rich, beautiful, smart and lives "westernish". Mun nya stakat org2 mcm kita, x guna nya nak sombong. She DESERVED to be sombong".

"Menar menar kata ko ya, memang pun orang cam nya layak sombong".

I mean here is, sombong, rasa hebat rasa cool rasa hot BIAR BERTEMPAT. If there's a reason for you to act like a zebra, then I will comprehend that.

Kamu hebat jika kamu ada alasan untuk menjadi hebat. Wa tabikk.

Mommy, saya ada cerita untuk mommy.

2010-09-02T01:44:00.002+08:00

Hari itu saya berak dalam seluar. Saya tak bagitau Aunty Cel sebab saya malas dan pura-pura tak tau apa itu berak. Lagipun, Aunty Cel tido ayam. Saya main la dengan apa saja la barang saya nampak atas meja tu. Bila Aunty bangun, dia sedar saya berak. Dia bawa saya pergi jamban. Dalam jamban, dia pukul tangan saya sebab ini bukan kali pertama saya berak dalam seluar. Tapi kali keempat kelima keenam saya tak ingat saya tak pandai mengira lagi. Saya cakap "Aduh, sakiiiit". Aunty macam mau ketawa tapi dia marah lagi saya sebab tak pandai cakap nak berak. Mana la saya tau saya terberak.

Saya ingat lagi kata-kata Aunty dulu. Dia cakap "mun Sarah manik gei dagen seluar, Aunty cen Sara dagen jaban". ("kalau Sara berak lagi dalam seluar, Aunty kurung Sara dalam tandas")

Setelah bersih dicuci, saya cepat-cepat bangun dan mau keluar dari jamban itu. Tapi Aunty dengan stern nya tahan saya dan cakap cara dewasa saya tak paham. Yang pasti lepas tu, dia kluar dan kunci pintu dari luar. Tinggal saya sorang. Saya benci Aunty Cel. Jahat dia.

Saya nangis kuat-kuat, saya tolak pintu saya ingat saya kuat. Tapi pintu tak buka pun. Saya dengar Aunty bising-bising di luar komplen dengan jiran sambil berus seluar saya yang dpenuhi taik. Satu perumahan tau saya berak dan dikurung dalam jamban. Oh suara saya pun kuat saya nangis, mestilah orang semua dengar.

Saya tak peduli. Saya terus jerit "Tolong!! Tolong!!" sambil meneruskan perjuangan saya nangis. Jiran saya cakap "Pandai Sarah minta tolong". Saya rasa saya cukup memangkak Aunty saya yang jahat itu. Beberapa saat kemudian, dia tanya saya dari luar "Lain kali berak dalam seluar ka berak dalam tampoi?". Mestilah saya jawab "Tampoi..wuwuwu.."

Lepas tu pintu buka. Perangkap saya berjaya. Nescaya tiada orang berani mengurung saya atau tinggalkan saya di mana-mana lagi.

Lepas tu, ada juga la saya kencing dalam seluar lagi. Saya memang pama. Info tambahan, saya tak suka la orang sibuk pakaikan baju tidur untuk saya. Saya hebat, saya sendiri boleh buat itu semua. Walaupun seluar tido saya terjerut-jerut dan terpusing-pusing di punggung. Siapa ganggu saya, saya akan nangis dengan cepat dan bising. Saya ada kuasa.

Sekarang saya ada new addiction. Saya pandai lukis dan warna secara virtual dalam program Paint tapi hanya dalam Windows 7. Kalau Windows XP macam dalam laptop Aunty Cel, sori la. Saya tak minat yang kuno. Nenek suruh Aunty Cel ajar saya ABC esok pagi, dari dia tidur sampai tengah hari. Macam la saya tak pandai, senang saja nyanyi ABC. Tengok Mickey Mouse dalam Youtube lagi mencabar.

Sudah la, cakap banyak tak guna. Orang dewasa semuanya gila.

Yours truly,

Sarah Grace.

P.S. I just turned 3 years old on the 27^th August.

And I am becoming old and boring

2010-08-21T22:46:00.006+08:00

Takrifkan sendiri. Sekian terima kasih. And sori ya, my dear student, cegu terpaksa cilok perbualan kita.

And I believe there's even more creative writing than what I (desperately) wrote in the post. I can't even read too much short words like "i rli wna go 2 slp nw n i dt 1 u 2 undstd wt i tp hr". Like everything is shorten to two carefully chosen alphabets.

Because I'm dreamy

2010-08-21T01:04:00.003+08:00

I had another weird dream. A long one. A weird sequel.

It was like another complot.

It felt like there's an Acoustic Nite at the church's hall. I remembered going over the PA system because we can't hear the performers.

Then I remembered taking pictures of my brother and his partner performing and they sat on our old, weared out chair. Wihout the cushions, just like what you can find behind the house now.

Then the event ended, out of nowhere I was in the car with two other friends.

We stopped the car at the church's parking area and there are a lot of people there, just like how it felt like when I go back from my primary school.

I told my friend "I need to go back inside the church hall. I left my phone there. Can I borrow your phone to miscall mine later in the hall?"

He borrowed his 3310 phone, I took it and went for Route 1 to the hall.

I passed along our Mother Mary's prayer room and saw a large yellow thin cloth draping over some 2-3 children. And they were lying on the floor, like sleeping peacefully.

Suddenly it felt like it's a place where kids are sleeping, a bit reminds me of the nursery or a children camp.

I walked on.

The door and gate to the hall was locked but I didn't panicked.

There were no adult taking care of the places, which are usually are the church wardens.

Then I resort to Route 2, which of course, a secret route to the priest's chamber and the church hall and like everything else.

I suddenly became a Nancy Drew walking silently and mysteriously through the doors, lots of doors and holes.

Just like in the movie where you reach the last door, I heard people coming in from another door.

I tried to open the door (to the church hall) as quick as I could but I saw the other door is slowly opening from the other side of the room. And a bit of a human.

Not God or angels.

I rushed to another partition of the room, sat down with the position where you hug your knees close to your chest. And head down. I had no idea why I did that.

Somehow it worked, I was doing a camouflage. Some 3-4 persons coming in the door and walked passed through me and said nothing. They were going to the toilet.

Oh jeez. Panic started to work down my veins.

But I proceed on my quest, got myself up and walked to The Last Door and opened it without guilt.

I couldn't remember exactly what I saw when the door was opened.

The weird thing was, I remembered the place from my previous dream. Means I dreamt the same place. And to make things weirder, I dreamt the place twice. This was actually the third. And it's not really the church hall, it's a small chamber but looks sacred.

There was a robe hanging in there with a small pocket where there was hidden a silver ring. Or maybe a white gold one.

How did I find out that this dream is a sequel? The first dream was pretty much the same, I was on my way to the church hall through Route 2 then suddenly I saw the ring, and I took it.

The second dream, as I remembered vividly, I returned the ring back as I felt guilty to the church parishioners and priest for stealing the ring.

And now, the third dream, it happened again, I took it from the robe.

The mission of getting back my phone was not really the issue of the dream.

I was getting back to the ring, not the phone.

Then of course, the setting of my dream changed. With the ring, I ran as fast as I could from the church.

I was suddenly climbing on a small hill and I saw some youngsters climbing and laughing, ignoring my presence. They looked arrogant, so earthly, so ignoring me.

Then something happened. It felt like thunders or maybe earthquakes and I myself didn't know what was coming.

I ran again for protection and reached a building and there were people there.

This dream was a bit affected by 2012 movie where the world is, from what i felt, flooded with some substances.

It's not water.

But colourful powders.

That was what I felt at first. I felt there was huge, humongous pile of colourful powders attacking the earth, just like Tsunami, only it's not water.

I didn't see it coming because i was in the building. I suddenly had a satellitic view from the sky (ala-ala God), where i saw colourful powders covering the earth just like tsunamis.

Very very weird.

When it's over, I walked on the hill again to look at the disaster.

Much to my surprise (but not in the dream, I was weirdly calm), the colourful powders was actually colourful donuts. Haha. But a giant one. Huge. And it covered all the hills and some in the ocean.

Yes, suddenly there's an ocean with some birds munching on the giant donuts and I couldn't remember anything else.

I felt calm, though a bit scared. The weird donuts falling from the sky must be connected to the ring I stole.

Being guilty, I went home. Then I felt like spilling to someone for stupidly stealing the church property.

And I told my Dad, "I've got something to tell you. I need to talk to you later".

My dad nodded, just like a wise king and my mom eyed me silently.

I felt so Persia.

The feelings of admiting the truth is dreading in me...

But then I woke up. My eyes just opened up. And I realized I still have the ring in the dreams. Ouch.

Will I have another dream of returning it back to the small chamber?

Scary thought, scary dream.

But most of all, merapu the way I wanted.

(Originally written on 11June 2010 8.35am)

Because I’m in a serious mode

2010-07-13T17:38:00.003+08:00

You feel nothing when you dump someone until you saw your pictures with that someone.

Then came that twinge of guilt and pain.

Then you feel sad and depressed.

Last Sunday, I wasn't thinking long and took the easy decision.

Quitting and letting go.

The effect of living as a temporary working adult made me feel matured and more decisive.

I did think about it before, only I didn't have the chance to do it.

It's always about timing.

So I thought Sunday was good and I just left what I have had for the past months.

I could say it nearly came to a year.

But it's not like I'm really happy that one year.

Not at all time – there's time when we had our joys, then the time of glumness.

We had our memories then I started to feel exasperated with you.

You become one annoying thing that completed my life, everyday.

Every each day, I feel weaker and emotionless.

I didn't have time for you and you look alone.

It's not worth it if you're still stuck with me, so that Sunday I was determined.

And bold.

Maybe I did the wrong things, I made a stupid mistake.

I am only a human.

And you're just not.

Sorry honey I left you at the barber shop, I really do.

Now I wanna be emo and lifeless.

(after browing through pictures of my used-to-be splendid hair yang ku simpan dari last year)

It's not like I'm bald but I just hate it when I felt awesome with my hair before and now I don't have that narcissistic awesomeness in me anymore.

It makes me feel 16. Ugly.

I guess it's just easier to relate your feelings on something non-human. Because it's how (at the same time) we can relate with human.

Oh, I put this up so that I won't feel bad now that my hair is 2 inches shorter and If I have beard and all that, I would look as handsome as your boyfriend.

Virtual Cosmopolitan is cool!

Rise Against - Hero Of War

2010-06-21T17:11:00.000+08:00

I was searching for heroes parody and stumbled into this. It's a shame that I just found this now, in fact it's a shame that I never really listened to them before. Such a waste of mine.

You make my late-sleeping worthwhile.

You rock like no other, Rise Against.

P.S. So anyone with their mp3s? I need them. Malas mau download.

10 tips how to be a good ex-boyfriend or ex-girlfriend.

2010-05-24T23:11:00.005+08:00

Note : Karya ini ditulis suatu ketika dahulu (seperti biasa) and now, reading my brother's latest post (TIPS menjadi EX-Boy yang bergaya) made me wanna continue on the same issue we had.

Amaran : Semua ini dari observation dan pengalaman. Aku sendiri mengalaminya. And that's how I learned.

1. When being dumped, ask a question ONCE. Do not repeat.

"Why did you wanna leave?"

"Because I wanted to. i just wanna be single."

"No. Why did you wanna leave?"

"Because I wanted to. I wanna be single."

"Tell me why did you leave."

"Because I wanna be single."

So, if the ex is repeating the question, please repeat your answer. Maybe they're just a bit bengap. Repeating the questions in a different way is also a no-no. It shows you're weak.

2. When being dumped, remember that they are not asking your permission. They are dumping you, that's what they're doing.

"I want the relationship to be over. I can't commit anymore."

"No you can't leave me, you're not allowed to, you will never ever leave me."

Do not keep your balls if you're not using them. Better throw it away.

3. Bunga/kumbang bukan seekor. Keep it in mind. It's not the end of the world.

Someone told me a very important fact "Susah kalau manusia TERLAMPAU setia. Hilang satu satunya pacar, terus gila."

4. After being dumped, please do not do or say uneccessary things.

"I love you and I still do".

"I still love you".

"I will always love you nothing can change that".

"I love you so much I could do anything for you. Anything."

"Hey can we get back today, now that you calm down?"

And call the ex 167 times per day. And sms them 31 298 times per day. Your ex needs to breathe.

5. Give your ex the space and time they needed.

After breaking up, just forget about the ex. And if you really miss the ex, contact them tanya khabar a few months later. Payah tapi kena telan.

6. Don't blame your ex for everything that had happened.

"I become crazy because of you."

"I can't eat, I can't sleep, I can't live because of you."

"I can't get 4 pointer because you dumped me."

"I can't grow my mustache because you left me."

"The cat died yesterday because of you."

Ulasan sila baca di bawah.

7. Cherish the moments you had together, bukan ungkit-ungkit.

"Jadi tak guna la aku amik ko dari sekolah hari-hari?"

"Jadi tak guna la aku reload henpon mu supaya kita bergayut 16 jam sehari?"

"Jadi tak guna la aku cukur kening dan kaki aku cantik-cantik supaya nampak cantik?"

"Ko tak ingat ka aku pernah bagi ko hadiah termahal di dunia? Habis duit aku masa tu untuk kau."

Dey. All you did for him/her was because of your love. Not because you expect a return. Ikhlas la sikit. Apa da.

8. Be MACHO and supercool.

"Ah, orang dah tak mau dengan aku, biarlah. Macam la dia bagus sangat. Macam la aku nak sangat dengan dia."

Maybe not a good tip but I just include this. Change your perspective, change for better, not for the worst.

9. Let go. The best ex is the ex who can let the person they love to be free and loving someone else.

Memang pahit, tapi pahit pahit kena telan. Itu la cinta. Bukan semua manis. Bukan semua gembira.

Love is like success, you can never experience success when you don't experience failure.

We can't just have what we wanted. Not all the time.

10. Don't ever change yourself after the break-up.

"Aku suda single. Pacar aku tinggalkan aku. Aku akan jadi seekor lembu selepas ini. Aku akan jadi sebiji guli dan tidak mahu bersikap civilised dan rational seperti mana-mana manusia yang dikurniakan akal oleh Tuhan."

Another tips, pray.

Ask God for forgiveness, ask Him to let you be calm and face your days better without your loved ones.

Ask Him for a clean mind and a clean soul. Forgive what he/she had done for you. Forgive yourself. Thank Him for giving you a chance to love someone. Ask His help so that you can MOVE on.

Everything happened for a reason. Shits happen all the time, you can't escape that.

JUST LET GO. PLEASE.

Sorry, many might get offended by this. It's just a reflective post.

How can you define love?

2010-05-15T01:38:00.008+08:00

Love is pure and forgiving, like a religion.

Love has no limit, no time, no space--be it with a human or non-human.

Love is when a man still hold his wife's hands after their increasing number of anniversaries.

Love is when a wife still blushes whenever the husband gives her a kiss or a hug.

Love is watching an elderly couple walking together, just walking together.

That's just exactly what I can define about love.

Simple.

cilok dari sini

Where can you see love?

In the church.

Not just loving God and being loved by Him.

But watching families settling down.

Watching elderly couple standing side by side.

Watching them pray for people they love.

So are you ready to fall in love?

Not yet. Haha.

I used to watch Kuch Kuch Hota Hai and I still think Shah Rukh Khan is just hot.

Would it be a real bad ending if Anjali marries her fiance instead of Rahul?

Hm.

Yeah, totally bad ending.

Haha.

But then The Proposal and Chapatti Or Chips? have different point of view of happy endings.

I have faith that Anjali and her fiance would have a great marriage if the story is twisted

the way I wanted. Sukati aku la crita aku. Hak aku.

Seperti hak aku untuk mengundi pada election on the 16th (kalau dapat, aku blum pun register)

P.S. This piece was originally written on October 31, 2009 and just now I had the guts to publish it here because I was so engrossed watching online episodes of Adamaya (yes, sila google jika anda tidak tahu) and became soft and jiwang and ganggu jiwa seorang budak.

Ini bukti.

Dah. Masa untuk sambung ber-Adamaya. Sori guna barang recycle.

Because my love is stronger than my ego

2010-04-15T04:48:00.005+08:00

Dear you my new love,

I never really liked you before,

I never really liked holding you, even for a few minutes just to feel you,

Even though I know I'm good enough for you,

And even though people think I'm good enough for you,

But I was too ego,

I rejected you for a few years,

I never thought I can love you more than people would expect of,

I was too stiff to give you a chance,

Or give myself a chance.

Dear you,

I used to feel like I can't be around you much,

When you're with me, I can't be the person I wish I'm not,

I can't give in my ego again,

Then I thought you're just a bored thing,

Not good enough for me even.

But now my love,

Things change,

When I saw you,

Things just changed,

History changes,

My interests change abruptly,

My point of view changes,

Because when I saw you,

I'll hold you tight in my arms,

I'll bring you close to my lips,

I'll only have you,

And you'll only have me,

And hell yeah I'll sing my lungs out like there's no tomorrow!!!!

P.S. Ahem. Because my love to YOU, Mr Microphone, is stronger than my ego.

10 Best Thing About Karaoke-ing:

1. Domestic dan non-Domestic (asal ada Si Microphone, Si Audio-Video System dan Si Lagu Karaoke)

2. Belajar layan lagu rock kapak. (tarik suara ala Terra Rossa)

3. Boleh belajar lagu dangdut. (sekarang aku baru tau kewujudan lagu Goyang Inul)

4. Suara akan jadi lebih hensem. (kalah la zaman aku nyanyi choir)

5. Tiba-tiba boleh layan Avril Lavigne. (tanya Atiqah Rahman)

6. Dan juga Broery something sebab lagu dia banyak dan famous. (Widuri sama level terkenalnya dengan Unforgiven II)

7. Lebih murah daripada shopping di Padini. (tapi ada juga yang lebih mahal dari tidur satu malam di Nexus Karambunai)

8. Tidak memerlukan komunikasi dua hala yang berterusan. (tidak sesuai untuk interview, PnP dalam kelas atau dating pada awal perkenalan)

9. Buang stress. (lebih berkesan daripada berjogging)

10. Paling penting, boleh buat diri anda lupa ingatan. (tidak ingat bahawa anda tidak layan dangdut atau ada exam keesokan hari)

Bukti kukuh cinta kami terhadapmu (Christella, Lola, Becky and The Mighty Misel)

NANA AKU SIK LUPAKAN KAU. GAMBAR TOK HILANG DAN TERJUMPA KEMBALI.

And not forgetting Miss Lehot, ko sanggup join walaupun ko liat menyanyi.

Rumusan:

Dulu aku tak layan karaoke. Semenjak aku menceburi bidang berKBox, aku tiba-tiba sangat mahir menyanyi lagu-lagu pop, ballads, rnb dan dangdut.

Which was not something I'd listen to back then when I was still in the teens.

Kesimpulannya, mainstream songs (especially lagu karaoke) amat mudah diterima dan diserap walaupun anda pernah dan masih layan Kalmah,

Dark Tranquility dan Mas Idayu Metallica.

Kami tak mau dia tahu

2010-03-23T03:13:00.001+08:00

Kami ada rahsia.

Hari tu kami keluar, buat sesuatu. Pergi ke sana kami sendiri yang tahu.

Sorang tak tahu menahu. Dua tak pergi tapi tahu.

Kami tak mau dia tahu.

Mungkin mahu dia tahu, tapi biar dia sendiri tahu .

Jadi kami diam diri.

Sehari, dua hari.

Kami tak bagitau.

Sehari, dua hari, dia tetap tak tau menahu.

Lega.

Biar dia sendiri tau satu hari nanti.

Hari ketiga. Aku tetap tak cakap apa.

Kalau ada pun, aku buat takda papa.

Ya tak payah la semua tau.

Buat kerja macam biasa.

Hari ketiga. Mereka lepak. Satu tempat, satu masa.

Tiga tau, sorang tak tau, sorang tau tapi tak tau yang kami tak bagitau.

Tanpa perasaan bersalah, dia tanya.

"Pok gi siney la kitakorg ari ya?"

Tiga orang tau, dua-dua terkedu.

Terkedu, lidah terkelu.

"Gi siney la kitakorang riya?"

Dia tanya lagi.

Sorang tak tau, tapi memang tak tau apa-apa pun.

Lagging.

Diam.

Tegang.

Dengan perasaan bersalah, yang tau jawab.

"Aaaaa pok~ Kamekorang clubbing ari ya. Sori sik padah ngan kau. Misel suruh jangan padah."

Aik? Aku tak bersalah, hehe.

P.s.

And no, I don't hang out every weekend or every night and get wasted and forget the whole life I've had before. I am not that bored.

And sometimes, you got wear out of things faster than you thought. Fun is subjective.

Ah.

2010-03-18T15:35:00.002+08:00

3.37pm and I have lecture at 4pm.

This is getting bored.

Anxiety. Too much anxiety.

2010-02-22T07:21:00.005+08:00

Aku tak keruan

Aku tak dapat tido nyenyak

Aku tak dapat fikir

Aku jeling handset itu

Kenapa ko tak tanya kabar aku

Kenapa ko tak tanya apa aku buat

Kenapa tak tanya aku ok ka

Aku fikir dua tiga kali

Kalau aku yang mulakan?

Kan itu memalukan

Muka tak cukup tebal

Tapi aku tak bleh

Aku tak bleh buat bodo

Aku tak bleh tangguh

Aku tak bleh susahkan orang

Aku tak bleh

Tak bleh la wey

Aku taip sms

Aku padam

Taip lagi

Aku padam

Oh bantu aku

Aku tak tenang

Aku nak kol

Oh tak dapat

Kredit tak cukup

Camana kalu dia sibuk

Camana kalu dia buat bodo

Camana kalu dia reject??

O tidak

Aku serupa korang

Korang yang gila bayang

Tapi aku

Aku cuma

Cuma pokai

Dan aku ingin bagitau abang aku

Sebab aku tak berani

Tak berani tanya bos

Itu ja

Ini hasil nukilan masa aku pokai suatu ketika dahulu. Thinking back, I used to be very egoistic about my financial state.

"Ada lagi duit?" my dad or mom would ask in the phone.

"Ada." I replied as loud and as confident as I can.

Duit tinggal RM14 dalam ATM.

It hurts to just ask and get what you want from people you call family.

And it's annoying when I finally have money.

Saya akan beli seluar.

Saya akan beli kasut/sandal.

Saya akan makan McD selalu.

Saya akan keluar hangout.

Saya akan bayar hutang.

Saya akan berasa sangat happy.

I don't like it when I have money - the excitement it brings worry me. The berbunga-bunga feeling is too overwhelming that it annoys me. *sigh*

P.S. I realized this post berunsur wang dan pokai lagi. Ketiadaan idea actually. So I decide to browse through my folders and upload this crap I wrote few months back.

So long, money.

THE TEN COMMANDMENTS OF A SURVIVOR

2010-02-15T05:06:00.002+08:00

1. Thou shall not buy too much food. Opt for eating at the cafe when hungry.

2. Thou shall not buy too much munchy food. Rice is the best.

3. Thou shall not covet thou neighbours' stuff. hair, accessory, outfit, etc.

4. Thou shall be a lame person.

5. Thou shall not go to the city, even grocery shops unless your hair stinks like pit.

6. Thou shall stop being an active handphone user.

7. Thou shall think selfishly, for thou own good.

8. Thou shall not think of entertainment and fun. Remember people under poverty. They suffer so much.

9. Thou shall not invest in money-related activities. Be it with closest friends or even for a Drop Dead Gorgeous.

10.Thou shall not save every penny inside a sole bank.

When you're broke, it's the only time when you felt like you regret doing anything you've ever done before.

And always say NO to anything.

"No, I don't want KFC."

"No, I won't reaload."

"No, I don't want that Padini ladies jacket."

"No, I don't want to swim at the swimming pool."

"No, I don't want to do any activities this holidays."

"No, I do not like holidays at all".

Explained.

Happy Chinese New Year to all. Haih, it's dead here in KK. No mercun, no bunga api.

This post welcomes spam, a ****ing lots of spam

2010-02-04T03:38:00.002+08:00

Situasi konflik :

PC rumah rosak. Ain't a computer geek, but acting like one, I checked the PC and oh, it was only booting problem. I don't know how it happened, but the PC seemed to have 2 booting system – one of it was corrupted. A screen appeared and gave you options which hardisks to boot from. Ah, or something like that. Kalau silap pilih, then the PC would automatically shut down or reboot again.

Sangatlah saya malas untuk research pasal reboot system dalam internet. Format pun malas. Especially when you're home, you just stop having life. No time for anything else but home management e.g household chores, accommodation and mobility.

Not even trying to bring Nana to my house and fix the PC. Sebab dia terer computer.

Ahem.

By the way.

So I apparently "fixed" our PC (dari POV ibu bapa) and we said nothing to the other younger siblings of mine. Rahsia. Jangan bagitau adik-adik, nanti mereka online and main game. Tak belajar, tak buat kerja rumah.

Ok mak apak. No problem at all.

PC rumah adalah sebiji peti sejuk digital yang penuh dengan "makanan" dan "minuman" sedap untuk ditonton atau didengar. Atau dimain. Games, mp3s, movies, JPEGs, everything you don't wanna know is inside the PC's tummy. I should give it a name. Dia banyak berjasa.

Explore punya explore then off PC before kepulangan adik lelaki daku dari sekolah. Beliau Form 5. That explains why we are using our supervisory abilities to retain him from Dollah the PC.

I'm one of the greatest secret-keeper of all time. Words don't just slip out from my mouth.

The next day.

My brother and I were talking about music and bands.

Brother : Hey I like Seether, you listen to their new song?

Me : Which one? I listen to them few years back.

Brother : The current song. Really cool, the video was cool. He was singing about the death of his brother…best la. Nice song.

Me : Oh, the video in the PC? Yea yea nice song. The singer was lalalalala the band lalalala the music lalalala…

Brother : *staring blankly*

Me : *paused*

Brother : (silently asking) How do you know the video IN the PC?

Me : Pc format-cannot log in windows-hahahha-I did some backup-watched the video-no no-hahahha-PC cannot log in windows-lalala (all messed up)

TOTAL CRAP. My brother trus online and main game after that. So much of supervisory shits.

"Spamming" you is never enough

2009-12-23T09:44:00.005+08:00

I know that this mail will come to you as a surprise as we never met before.
I am Mr.ARWANIBRAHIM, the manager of Auditing and Accounting section of
Bank Of Africa (B.O.A) Ouagadougou Burkina Faso. I Hoped that you will not
expose or betray this trust and confident that I am about to repose on you for
the mutual benefit of our both families. I need your urgent assistance in
transferring the sum of Fifteen Million Five Hundred Thousand united state
dollars ($15.5mUSD) Immediately to your account.

HELLO FRIEND,
I AM MR.MUHAMMED WISNEY BALISSUN FROM SOUTH AFRICA,I WAS BORN IN SAUDI ARABIA, MY FATHER NAME WAS (SEGARD IBRAHIM)HE HAS DEAD TWO YEARS AGO,I CAME TO BURKINA FASO BECAUSE OF A BUSINESS FUNDATION,I SEE THIS COUNTRY BUT I CANNOT DO ANY INVESTMENT IN THIS COUNTRY BECAUSE THERE IS NO SEA AND THE AREA WAS NOT CONFINETLY, I WILL LIKE TO INVEST IN YOUR COUNTRY AS A BUSINESS PARTNER,A RESPOSIBLE FELLO MAN LIKE YOU,I ONLY NEED A TRUSTFULY MAN WHOM CAN HELP ME LOCATE AN AREA WHERE TO BULD A COMPANY,IF YOU DON’T MYE I WILL COME WITH MY FAMILY ?AM JUST 29 YEARS OLD WITH ONE WIFE AND TWO CHILDREN.IMMEDIATELY YOU LOCATE THE AREA I WILL SEND MY AGENCY WITH CONCERNMENT OF MONEY TO YOUR COUNTRY BEFORE I COME OVERTHERE,I HOPE THIS MONEY WILL USED FOR THE BULDING OF THE COMPANY,BUT I WICH TO KNOW MORE ABOUT YOU AS A RESPOSIBLE FELLO BEFORE I CAN TRUST YOU AS A BUSINESS PARTNER.IF YOU LIKE TO HOLD THIS BUSINESS WITH ME ALSO YOU WILL BE THE MANEGER OF THE COMPANY.KINDLY REPLY BACK IMMEDIATELY BEFORE I LEFT BURKINA FASO TO SAUDI ARABIA.
HERE IS MY CONTACT NUMBER (00226-76-16-13-24)

DEAR FRIEND,
I AM THE MANAGER OF BILL AND EXCHANGE AT THE FOREIGN REMITTANCE DEPARTMENT OF THE AFRICAN BANK.

IN MY DEPARTMENT WE DISCOVERED AN ABANDONED SUM OF U.S$3.5 M DOLLARS (THREE POINT FIVE MILLION USD) IN AN ACCOUNT THAT BELONGS TO ONE OF OUR FOREIGN CUSTOMER WHO DIED WITH HIS ENTIRE FAMILY DURING THE IRAQ WAR IN 2006.

SINCE WE GOT INFORMATION ABOUT HIS DEATH, WE HAVE BEEN EXPECTING HIS NEXT OF KIN TO COME OVER AND CLAIM HIS MONEY BECAUSE WE CANNOT RELEASE IT UNLESS SOME BODY APPLIES FOR IT AS NEXT OF KIN OR RELATION TO THE DECEASED AS INDICATED IN OUR BANKING GUIDELINES AND LAWS, BUT UNFORTUNATELY WE LEARNED THAT ALL HIS SUPPOSED NEXT OF KIN OR RELATION DIED ALONGSIDE WITH HIM AT THE IRAQ WAR LEAVING NOBODY BEHIND FOR THE CLAIM.

IT IS THEREFORE UPON THIS DISCOVERY, I NOW DECIDED TO MAKE THIS BUSINESS PROPOSAL TO YOU AND RELEASE THE MONEY TO YOU AS THE NEXT OF KIN OR RELATION TO THE DECEASED FOR SAFETY AND SUBSEQUENT DISBURSEMENT SINCE NOBODY IS COMING FOR IT AND I DON'T WANT THIS MONEY TO GO INTO THE BANK TREASURY AS UNCLAIMED BILL THE BANKING LAW AND GUIDINE HERE STIPULATES THAT IF SUCH MONEY REMAINED UNCLAIMED AFTER FOUR YEARS, THE MONEY WILL BE TRANSFERRED INTO THE BANK AS UNCLAIMED BILL .

THEREFORE AGREE THAT 40% OF THIS MONEY WILL BE FOR YOU AS FOREIGNER PARTNER, IN RESPECT TO THE PROVISION OF A FOREIGN ACCOUNT, 10% WILL BE SET ASIDE FOR EXPENSES INCURED DURING THE BUSINESS AND 50% WOULD BE FOR ME. THERE AFTER I WILL VISIT YOUR COUNTRY FOR DISBURSEMENT ACCORDING TO THE PERCENTAGES INDICATED. THEREFORE, TO ENABLE THE IMMEDIATE TRANSFER OF THIS FUND TO YOU AS ARRANGED, YOU MUST APPLY FIRST TO THE BANK AS RELATION OR NEXT OF KIN OF THE DECEASED INDICATING YOUR BANK NAME, YOUR BANK ACCOUNT NUMBER, YOUR PRIVATE TELEPHONE AND FAX NUMBER FOR EASY AND EFFECTIVE COMMUNICATION AND LOCATION WHERE IN THE MONEY WILL BE REMITTED.

I WILL NOT FAIL TO BRING TO YOUR NOTICE THAT THIS TRANSACTION IS HITCH-FREE AND THAT YOU SHOULD NOT ENTERTAIN ANY ATOM OF FEAR AS ALL REQUIRED ARRANGEMENTS HAVE BEEN MADE FOR THE TRANSFER.

PLS IF YOU ARE NOT INTERESTED IN THIS TRANSACTION JUST DELETE MY MESSAGE FROM BOX AND DO NOT REPLY BACK OK.

TRUSTING TO HEAR FROM YOU IMMEDIATELY.

YOURS FAITHFULLY,

MR FADELA SEBTI
How I wish spamming can kill, somehow. Pergi mati la kamurang. Menipu pun macam boddo campur sialan.
Every single day, I receive this shit kind of emails. So shitty I wish I could sell those people. Baru ada duit.
Living makes me very very confident with one thing : Duit TAKKAN datang bergolek. TIDAK AKAN. So fak off. Pergi kacau hidup orang yang lebih naive.
P.S. Format writing dalam blog is plain ugly. Merry Christmas and Happy 2010.

Masa aku Form 5 aku ada buat ini

2009-12-05T14:27:00.003+08:00

I found this in my arkib.

And dedicated to those having SPM now.

The battle will soon come to an end.

Again, all the best.

I AM JIWANG, TOO.

2009-12-04T03:05:00.003+08:00

A someone said "Twilight is a romantic movie, a girl's movie and good for couples".

"Twilight is JUST SO SUPER AWESOME, the guy is DELICIOUSLY HOT, I LOVE the movie so MUCH", screamed most of the girls.

And I watched the first Twilight, like, 2-3 minutes. All I saw was blue-black colour, forest, dull, dull quality.

Not because the movie sucks (eh?) but the quality of the movie I watched, just sucks.

I was determined that night after watching the sequel.

"Twilight is a gay movie", I stated with much confidence.

But THEN again, I do watch gay movies. Eh, no. I do watch romantic movies and yes, some movies made me cry.

Even iklan can make me feel melancholic.

A Walk To Remember, Kabhi Kushe Kabhi Gham, 1 Litre Of Tears adalah contoh-contoh movie yang mampu menyebakkan perasaan beta ini. Family, disease, or death -- How can you not wept throughout the movie kan?

I don't know if Twilight considered jiwang or sedih punya movie.

Ok, jiwang and sedih tidak sama. I do watch jiwang movies.

Like Cave of the Golden Rose. Tema mega-drama tersebut is ALL ABOUT LOVE and I watched practically every episode.

But that was when I was 11 years old.

And I watched a lot of romantic comedy movies, in fact it's my favourite genre of movie. Bukan movie hantu or

horror potong tangan, potong kaki, gali biji mata, benda wanita bergigi, benda wanita beraksasa, etc etc.

Sick. Those kind of movies are just sick. It's not even like "Yeah aku ROCK dan GANAS dan aku tengok movie begini".

Tapi aku tengok juga sikit-sikit. Supaya tidak nampak sangat pondan.

So in a nutshell, I feel very woman watching Twilight New Moon. Because my eyes are sickeningly focused on Jacob.

And why must he appear shirtless in the movie (sila rujuk gambar)? Practically all the time?

It's annoying.

Because, again, I'll be focusing on him. Pondan sungguh.

P.S. Agak lari dari tema jiwang. Next time I talk jiwang-er.

Waiting is anticipating

2009-11-28T10:09:00.006+08:00

BERNAMA - Hasrat Keluarga Berhari Raya Di Pulau Banggi Tidak Kesampaian

Still hoping for a miracle.

God, let the people find Eroy, his wife Fatin and the rest of the family. Bless their family members, let them be strong.

Amen.

.............................................................................................................................

A little late for update.

Tuhan lebih sayangkan mereka.

Though we've only known in a short period of time (if not mistaken in 2008), I still feel their loss.

A heartfelt condolence to the family.

Memories we had will be cherished. And you guys rock. Truly are.

In loving memory of the late, happy-go-lucky Eroy & Fatin. \m/

Wanita punk

2009-11-22T21:30:00.004+08:00

- bukan sebarang wanita

- bukan calang-calang orangnya

- kalau ramai doktor ini macam, memang hebat.

- baca lah sendiri, saya tidak berhak cakap lebih-lebih pasal dia.

- Oh oh, dia bukan orang Malaysia (ya saya tahu ramai sudah tahu)

Dan saya masih teruja dengan penampilan beliau.

I guess I have to be as hebat dan taf like her to have hair like that.

Nang nya tok cool. Respek eh.

Nasi campur RM3.50

2009-11-16T14:06:00.008+08:00

Orang tua bilang jangan nyanyi-nyanyi masa buat kerja di dapur, nanti kawen sama orang tua.

Cikgu darjah 5 aku dulu cakap, superstitious belief sebenarnya ajar manusia lebih baradab.

Masa aku Tingkatan 5, my oral is about superstitious belief.

Tapi itu tiada kaitan dengan post ini.

Pada suatu tengah hari, aku menyanyi-nyanyi sambil lap pinggan di dapur...

Misel : They call me hell, they call me Stacey, they call me her, they...

Apak : That's not my name!

Misel : (silent and spacey terus)

Eh?

Aku agak lagging dan lambat pickup. 1 minit setengah kemudian, baru kami anak-beranak ketawa. I didn't know my dad apparently listen to Ting Tings.

(He didn't actually know he knew the song. He just pernah dengar somewhere.)

Blame the song for being so catchy.

Thanks to Jessie for promoting them to me last year.

Kini ia jadi lagu tema KKBox selain dari lagu seperti Salam Samudera, Nurnilam Sari, When You Believe dan yang terbaru, Kuch Kuch Hota Hai.

With a matric card, you can sing like hell for hours. Only RM10.

Pic published without her permission. Haha.

I can sing a LOT LIKE a male in that latter song. Btw.

Apahal Youtube skema kinek tok? Download sikpat, keepvid sikpat, embed pun sikpat. Thanks, cause I can't stuff too much videos anymore. Btw kali kedua.

I am very flexible, thank me

2009-11-11T02:21:00.004+08:00

The good thing about being flexible is you can mix up with everyone anywhere anytime.

You can talk like Chinese or a Sabahan or a Sarawakian or a Malay or anything you want just like

them talking to you.

You can easily go crazy with a crazy person, you can be all dull with a dull person, you

can be saintly with holy person, you can be all bitchy with a bastard, everything.

So talking to people isn't much of a problem then.

But how come I get so careful when it comes to talking and behaving normally with some people?

It's not like I talk really carefully but I'm not letting my craze all out.

And where's my gut-and-tensed-out-self?

The thing about flexibility is not all right at most time.

I am trying to be myself but flexibility is restraining me.

Know why I can laugh like a maniac dog when I'm with my closest buddies?

Because they laugh like maniac dogs too.

Vice versa.

So how am I suppose to be ME when my great flexibility is pulling me to be NOT me?

Silence is not easy, one of my favourite phrase in heart-spilling moments.

I like to be with persons I am attracted to because they could be funny, crazy, horny or witty.

I'm more of like introvert when I'm with persons in the opposite way.

Because I'm not expecting myself to go wildly crazy with people who can't reach that level.

I am a highly insane person and I cannot deal with normality.

Hm, maybe not anymore.

re-edit after keeping this a year in the folders. Again. I have habits keeping stuff to myself and awet sehingga cukup rasa.

Sekadar gambar hiasan. Sila pandai berubah emosi bila-bila masa.

Oh, no need. Semua perempuan memang begitu.

It was November 2 2008 when I wrote this...

2009-11-09T01:12:00.004+08:00

...and I realized I tucked it nicely in my folders and it happened that I was like most of you now, having exams and all, I was supposed to study but of course I couldn't concentrate more than 40 minutes (or less) and ended up crapping again.

A year ago, I was in my third year, 5th semester. Still battling with Mathematics and Physics subjects and I don't remember much. I have this little piece which I never had a chance to publish, maybe because I wanted to wait for the right moment.

A year.

Right.

So mari aku hidangkan :

Cara-cara untuk mentensenkan diri sendiri pada tahap yang kritikal:

1. Baca buku Fizik, try hafal rumus, then buat soalan bernombor genap (di belakang tiada jawapan utk nombor genap)

2. Buat kerja pada last minit.

3. Pabila kesuntukan masa, pergilah melepak untuk membuang masa yang sudah suntuk.

4. Mendengar celoteh kawan 2nd degree yang tiada penghujung sehingga anda hilang dari pandangan.

5. Bertanya soalan dengan kawan-kawan dan mereka dapat menjawab dengan confident, bukan macam kau, luang masa 2 jam untuk satu soalan level senang.

6. Mengira untuk satu formula secara berulangan dan tetap tidak mendapat jawapan.

7. Memahami konsep saintifik yang hanya Tuhan sahaja yang faham. Tokoh-tokoh ilmu punya kuasa rohani sebenarnya.

8. Tidak menghabiskan syllabus yang akan masuk exam kerana anda banyak meluangkan masa untuk sesuatu yang payah dan tidak masuk akal. Dan tidur kerana mengantok.

9. Belajar dengan sangat tekun sehingga anda dapat makan buku.

10.Berangan-angan anda dapat balik Sarawak, beli apam balek yang rangup di Pasar Malam Sibu guna duit bos. Then beli babi panggang untuk suka-suka.

No, I do not miss examinations at all. I do not think my holidays are too early, I never whine because my holidays are too long and I could never savour a short life without exams just like I'm having right now.

Phrasing our little chats just now,

Kawan : Ko cney pok? Juh nangga match MU malam tok.

Aku : Ala, aku kat rumah di Sibo dah tok. Sikpat la ku neman ko nangga match walaupun ku sik minat bola.

Kawan : Sial.

Haha. And no, I am so not offended with how many sials or fucks or shits I get because I'm home early.

You will have your freedom, folks.

And this is not a freedom, this is just perhentian.

Another semester to go.

Then I WILL/SHALL/MUST find a job and buy them anything they wanted. Living in debts is just miserable. Watching, just watching, is just helpless. With money, you are a star.

More money-talking later. Let's focus on me leaping for freedom in advance for those who needed one right now. Heh. I need one, too.

"Bapak tidak ajar ko tipu..."

2009-11-03T21:16:00.004+08:00

That's what my dad said when I punked my whole family today.

Haha.

It was fun. Tapi secara individu. Bukan seperti yang dirancang where I punked all of them at once.

Little brother was singing out loud (karaoke-ing runs in the gene) when I came from behind and surprised him.

Muka dia sangat Oh-my-gosh-my-sister-is-in-front-of-me-for-real.

Jaw dropped with microphone hanging in his hand.

I was laughing so hard I hurt myself.

Little sister instantly recognized me from behind after she got out from shower room. Ah, kawan Mak konon yang sedang mencuci pinggan. Idea little brother.

Then comes the mother. Walking to the kitchen, she saw my legs. And then freaked out. Just the way I wanted. Hahaha.

And father said what I wrote earlier. And some other statements :

"Kami suda plan ramai-ramai mo amek ko 5hb. Ah, padan muka hari ni mak tidak masak sedap-sedap."

"We told Aunty this and Aunty that and Uncle that and Uncle this you're coming back on the 5th."

The best part was, I shrieked seeing Jessie (even though I know she's gonna fetch me) and the whole airport instantly looked at her (aku membelakangi mereka).

She said "I was ready for that. I knew you'd do that".

And Dolly the cow. Hoh, padah di Miri konon. Wa mo punk lu, lu punk wa balik. Lu memang hebat. Wa tetap rasa best lu bawa itu menatang amek wa di airport. Some Paris Hilton wannabe.

I know this is a boring and typical post. I don't care. You know what it feels like to speak your mother tongue language after 5 months being away from home?

It feels damn good.

It feels just right.

Just at home.

Yeah.

Persetankan Kolej E dan masalahnya yang celaka.

I have a question

2009-10-28T00:41:00.005+08:00

"Hey, do you know about John trying to steal you bike back then?"

"Uh..no."

"Oh... I thought you knew about that."

That is friggin stupid.

Why can't you just say so like this:

"Hey, John tried to steal your bike last time."

"Oh, really?"

"Yeah, it's a secret and I just blew it."

C'mon. Yes, if it's all about bike, there's no point talking about it. Try talking about serious stuff like "Hey, do you know she's adopted?" or "Hey do you know she lost her virginity when she was 15?" or "Hey, do you know her hubby got a mistress?" or any other "BIG SECRETS" you know.

You don't ask, IF you wanna make sure people know about it.

Kalau ko dah tanya soalan bodo camtu, memang orang tau la kan?

You DON'T talk about it, then people WON'T know.

And when you're in the middle of this kind of conversation, how would they expect you to react?

"Hey, do you know John took drug?"

"WHAT? WHAT THE ****? WHY? WHEN? HOW? DOES HIS PARENTS KNOW? WHAT KIND OF DRUGS? I'M FRIGGIN FREAKING OUT!!!!!"

"Oh oh sorry, I thought you don't know about it."

WTF? Unless you're really cool like me, then you just say "Oh, ya I know". You freak out internally inside your tummy. Control macho. But how many people manage to do that?

Manusia, kadang-kadang kita kena buat bodo walaupun kita berakal.

Berikut adalah sejenis lagi situasi aku paling benci.

Dia bagi DUA pilihan, "allow" or "not allow".

But when I click "don't allow", then as usual like any other insignificant applications, it goes like this:

Then you click "Allow permission and start the interview".

There goes out the first notification again. And again.

Until you force yourself clicking "Allow", barulah dapat guna application yang tidak penting itu.

My dear Facebook,

cakap ja la direct like "You must allow because I want it that way, I'm not giving you choices."

Why you ask me when you already give me the answer? Why ask when your answer is definite?

Just don't ask, if you don't wanna know the answer. You're not some final exams questions.

Oh by the way do you know I farted just now?

No?

Oh oh alamak. Aku tercakap la.

Asinine. (jumpa perkataan baru. Thanks Cambridge.)

SENSASI delight. Oh yeah.

2009-10-05T02:33:00.010+08:00

Please observe the image below.

After searching for terms like "Only during weekdays.." or "Only from 2-6pm" or "Only at Kuala Lumpur" which we didn't find any, we asked one of the staff.

Us : Yang tu sensasi delight ada ka ni hari?

Staff (busy tidying the table) : Oh ada ada. Tapi mo makan di sini.

So we sat and waited for another staff to come by and take our order.

Us : Mo order yang sensasi delight 3 set.

Staff (amoi cantek) : Oh, yang sensasi delight tiada hujung minggu o.

Us (monolog dalaman) : (Caka laki ya sukati jak padah ada tek. Caka iklan sikda padah pun.)

Me (rasa kuat) : Oklah, kami order yang lain. Kami tengok order dulu aa.

Staff (politely) : Nanti panggil ja saya kalau mau order, k?

Us : Ok alright.

23 seconds later, the three of us, dengan muka penuh tebal dan penuh konfiden, walked out from Pizza Hut without looking back.

Quoting what she said earlier, "Bukan sidak nangga pun kita kuar tok. Juh la kuar jak. Bagus kita makan tempat lain."

And quoting her, "Mun kita malu, mesti kita order jak set k 4 orang ya. Nak kah rugi."

Quoting myself, "Hoh. Mun kita order meal k 3 orang, nang kompom sik kenyang eh."

Hah. Never doubt your own money when it comes to quenching you hunger and thirst.

P.S. An informant said, "Apa ja tu sensasi delight, suda pizza KICIK macam bun di Kampung E. Tida kenyang langsung o."

Sensasi oh sensasi sungguh. Ingat perut kami besar pencil case ka? Bodo.

Bukan gambar hiasan. Licinkanlah sentiasa pinggan mangkukmu.

Aku, dia dan pendidikan

2009-10-05T01:44:00.002+08:00

Mereka kata...

Punca utama wujudnya amalan ponteng sekolah adalah kerana keruntuhan institusi keluarga seseorang pelajar sekolah itu sendiri seperti pertelingkahan ibu bapa, tidak mengambil berat anak-anak di luar rumah, ketandusan kasih sayang, tekanan di rumah, dan sebagainya.

Tapi sebenarnya...

Punca utama wujudnya amalan ponteng sekolah adalah kerana sikap pelajar sendiri yang agak malas hendak pergi ke sekolah. Hal ini mungkin disebabkan persekitaran sekolah yang kurang kondusif, pembelajaran yang panjang dan memenatkan, pengaruh rakan sebaya dan malas. Malas ok, malas.

Fikir-fikir...

Aku jarang ponteng sekolah dahulu kala.

Sekali dua kerana diri aku malas dan bosan dengan sekolah.

Ibu bapa aku masih ambil berat tentang aku dan aku rasa aku tak gersangkan kasih sayang.

Tekanan di rumah menyebabkan pelajar ponteng? Sepatutnya tekanan di sekolah. Kalau tekanan di rumah, anak akan ponteng rumah. Lari dari rumah.

Oh ya, aku selalu ponteng kuliah. Aku masih tak tandus kasih sayang atau tertekan.

Mereka kata lagi...

Para guru berusaha menjadikan suasana pembelajaran di bilik darjah sentiasa segar bagi memupuk emosi seronok dan minat yang berkobar-kobar di kalangan pelajar untuk belajar.

Tapi sebenarnya...

Para guru tidak dapat berusaha menjadikan suasana pembelajaran di bilik darjah sentiasa segar bagi memupuk emosi seronok dan minat yang berkobar-kobar di kalangan pelajar untuk belajar melainkan:

-Guru tersebut sangat hensem/cantik

-Guru tersebut sangat hensem/cantik dan masih single

-Guru tersebut lulus subjek Pedagogi Pengajaran

-Tempoh masa pembelajaran diubah

-Syllabus dikurangkan supaya kaedah pengajaran dapat ditingkatkan

-Sistem pembelajaran di Malaysia stick dan tidak berubah-ubah kerana hal-hal tertentu

-Pelajar sendiri yang ingin hendak belajar

Fikir-fikir...

Ada orang cakap:

"Kalau hati betul-betul mau study, memang boleh study punya walaupun guru/lecturer kurang pro dalam skill mengajar, persekitaran yang kurang kondusif, cuaca yang panas seperti sekarang, atau subjek sangat-sangat susah."

Sekali lagi, kerana malas kita kompom tak belajar.

Aku antara manusia yang selalu menggunakan alasan lain untuk menghalang diri daripada belajar.

Kalau aku malas, even pengajaran dalam bentuk gig pun tidak memberi kesan kepada aku.

Jadi buanglah sifat malas aku ya. Tolong. Terima kasih.

All the best with your finals, SPM, STPM, midterms, quizzes, thesis, presentation and anything academic.

Pura-pura la rajin, at least. Selamat berjaya.

I'm not pissed off. Really.

2009-09-25T03:23:00.002+08:00

How to really berkenalan with someone you don't know through text messages and calls.

1. Don't call like 16 times per day.

2. If the person do not answer your call, wait for him/her texting back or calling

back.

3. Do not ____ start a conversation with hopelessly antidiluvian pick up lines

like these:

- "Hai boleh berkenalan?"

- "Hai."

- "Hye, tgh wat pe?"

- "Hai, dah mkn ke?"

- "Hai, darh mkn kewh?"

P.S. Unless you're 16 and below then you are exceptionally hated by me.

P.S.S Fill in the blank with any word you want. I must jaga my language.

4. Find a topic, any topic to start.

5. Be a bit humourous. How come people without sense of humour can survive?

6. Ego sikit la ba. Adoi.

7. Don't call and try to sound cute or sexy.

8. Don't this.

9. Don't that.

10. Just don't.

I ran out of ideas. Having no class or assignments or midterms or finals to think about make me a normal person so far.

Oh ya, minta maaf kalau ada yang terasa. Mungkin saya menyindir diri sendiri, mungkin suatu ketika dahulu saya lebih teruk dari ini. (Trying to be humble but I was never that cheap. Hah)

I have proof that I could be that typical. Cilok dari kawan saya.

We were trying so hard to be like one of them.

And it's either you get the parody. Or you just think "Oh. Nice pic."

Duh.

Saya tidak rindu ini part 1

2009-09-09T08:31:00.007+08:00

Itu hanya kata-kata ego saya.

3 months nearly come to an end -- but let's make this very merry short (yeah short).

Keburukan Latihan Mengajar (sangat Bahasa Melayu) :

1. No allowance.

2. Far from home so basically it's like you're moving to a new place for fun.

3. Teach two subjects where others can teach only one.

4. Start teaching in the first week where others teach eventually after observing.

5. Writing the ridiculously long, eye-rolling-ly skema and desperately compulsory lesson plan.

(Lesson plan is supposed to be a PLAN. You're not supposed to PLAN every minutes of your future. It's supposed to be general, not writing the actual conversation between you and the students. I'm sorry but I've seen such lesson plan before and I have to say this : What the hell?)

6. Revise back something you hate and you won't really understand like chemistry. Or even simple Math.

7. Can't escape class like students do.

8. Can't escape functions or school events like teachers do. (Unless urgent la)

9. It's hard to talk about LM with coursemates because semua pun bertaburan di sekitaran Sabah.

10.It took my appetite. (mula-mula la)

Kebaikan Latihan Mengajar :

1. (I have to think a bit longer for this part)

No Uni-exams, Uni-midterms, Uni-final papers.

2. No lectures and classes that you'd likely to escape after a few weeks beginning a new semester.

3. I can mandi sungai every week if got friends tagging along.

4. I got to meet new people, new community, new dialects. No problem with that. I like.

5. Being a new person makes me feel like a celebrity when you're the only Sarawakian in the school and in the neighbourhood. It's like when I go out to pekan, I wanna shout "Hey, I'm not from here!"

6. It gives the sense of real teaching not micro teaching like we had practiced. It feels more

awesome when you walk past them and responded to every "Good Morning, teacher" that you get.

7. Free access to Internet in school. Oh oh, agak laju.

8. The teachers here are great.

9. The students are awesome. At some part or degree, they're still great to me.

10.I get to live in a big house for a while, letting myself be the co-owner of the house I rented.

So Astro, electrical usage, volume modification, curfews, manners are all under my control. Yeehaa.

Control Macho itu Payah.

2009-08-19T09:21:00.005+08:00

"Abu, duduk! Jangan jalan-jalan."

A few minutes later, another student came up from his place.

"Ahmad!Duduk ba!Hissshh."

Then the power of nagging came rushing through my veins.

"Kamurang ni..! Nda pandai duduk diam. Sapa yang berdiri tu, punggung dia besar!"

And I realized I was standing. (Of course la, takkan cikgu duduk time mengajar)

The next thing I know I was really trying hard to put on my most macho face while the students, most of them, well, laughing like cows.

Abu &Ahmad bukan nama sebenar penduduk kelas jagaan aku.

Gambar di sebelah kanan itu bukan aku dan Becky.

How do you live your life?

2009-08-06T10:32:00.003+08:00

There are just two types of life human being can lead.

One - life without drama

Two - life with drama

So you know better which one fits, choose either you want drama or no drama in life.

Life without drama is totally a rut.

But like my English teacher said once, a boring life is the safest life.

True, you wouldn't want your life to be a prey of a lion today and a scandalious wife of a successful bussinessman the other day. Or having bombs exploded right in your face everyday.

Or having so much conflicts that you cannot eat anything else.

I am more than thankful that I have wonderful parents, awesome friends and great surroundings to be the person I am now.

To be a person of littlest drama, to be a person of rationality, to be a person with akal.

Being out of the UMS for a while is a challenge. A new experience, a new problem.

It's okay. A month to go.

Evaluation (teachers are very familiar with this) :

You switch on your laptop and you find out the screen is totally plain black. And you have Science class 15 more minutes. How do you react?

Option A : Freak out. Panicky. Commit suicide. Tutup sekolah.

Option B : Stare blankly into the laptop and bring it home. SMS your friends on the condition and whine like a baby. Masuk kelas ajar tanpa laptop.

So which options fit life with drama and life without drama?

Good. Saya bagi bintang.

P.S. Oh ya, laptop ini sot sot. Hari ini baik suda.

Sangat remaja

2009-07-27T09:07:00.003+08:00

Now I am SO form 3.

Waking up everyday at 5.30am (maybe 15 minutes late) and off to school at 6.30am.

Skipping breakfast because I felt nauseous having too early consumption for the day.

Dragging all kinds of stationaries e.g books, papers, files, pens, textbooks and botol air.

And no more handphone to school.

I'm using our home phone currently.

Very secondary.

I lost my Si Putih.

Kepada yang hobinya mencuri tepon dan barangan orang, aku tak sumpah sangat la kamurang.

Paling-paling pun mati kena gilis lori dalam minggu ini.

Tak banyak aku sumpah.

Menar padah nya tok. "Mun ada henpon RM10, ya la dipakey ku."

Self-assessment

2009-07-15T10:03:00.005+08:00

I am sick. I have this list of things that I wrote everytime I'm feeling a bit of expressional (adakah word ya?). Sick enough, I've wrote like 124 things which is of course, all about me.

You know the kind of tag 100 things about me? This is sick, I wrote more than that.

And I wrote it 1-2 years back, everytime I find something new about myself, I sickly wrote it down. I don't know why I did that. I just did.

These are not really the best choices but I randomly pick those numbers.

#4 I don't talk to people when i'm overexhausted.

#27 I'm supposed to study today but expectedly i didn't. I love my stupidness sometimes.

#32 Sometimes it's tiring to laugh.

#55 I prefer watching movie alone. with my headphone. or with people who really gonna concentrate on the movie really hard. (that's why I'm not a big fan of cinema)

#68 I'm ashamed I used to get A1 for my math subjects in SPM. SPM gives me a bad impression of how I am now.

#80 I'm easily annoyed when I heard people whispering in public.

#88 Handphones with casings look sheer stupid. (No offense. It's about ME not you.)

#90 The dumb talks the truth and the smart lies so they would look dumb, too. So that the dumb wouldn't look too dumb in spite of themselves.

#122 I watch TV and that's it. I talk when there's nothing else i can't see except your face. Not really both.

Now I'm not really sure is it all about me.

P.S. I don't like British English. #125.

Oh yea, in other case, I found this in my closet.

Masa itu, wa talak tau kenapa ada iritasi sebegitu boleh berlaku pada diri wa. Sekarang ok sudah but I still wonder what is it.

Jumpa doktor, kena suruh bli sabun anti-fungal RM35 but I refused because masa itu pokai. Jumpa lagi 1 orang doktor cakap ini just iritasi biasa2 ja. Bacteria or whatever la.
Tapi yg paling best kena suruh beli non-soap hypoallergic Baby Johnson's punya jenama. Murah dan berkesan. Hebat. Hanya RM8.

Hatred

2009-06-29T10:37:00.002+08:00

I learned that hatred and dislike are two very different things. Hatred is more devillish, more sinful, more evil. Hatred is an extremely strong feeling of dislike while dislike is just to not like someone or something. Another word in this term of feelings is despicable.

Despicable is very unpleasant or bad, causing strong feelings of dislike. Other related words are stated in Cambride Advanced Learner's dictionary.

Being hated is a devastating feeling. Being hated as you are the only ideal place to express the anger, hatred and disgraceful reactions towards everything around is beyond aggravating.

Being hated makes me feel once again like a angry teenager who hates everything around.

Being hated makes me feel inhuman, insecure, wrong, despicable, exasperated and above all makes me feel like Hypatia when was mobbed and stripped to death just because she wanted to learn Mathematics.

Or maybe like Rosli Dhoby when sentenced to death.

Being hated makes me wanna listen to ambassador of pain whole night.

Being hated makes you wanna kill people especially those who hated you for small deals.

Being hated is disgraceful much more than hating someone or something.

Being hated is more extreme than being a Satan itself.

Being hated is undescribable.

P.S: Being hated makes me understand many other things around me. This short piece contains

metaphorical value in it. Read repeatedly and you understand what is happening.

P.S.S: I learned about love a lot in the teachings of Christianity. I shall not hate those who

hated me.

Kisah di sebalik kisah:

I wrote this months ago and I couldn't display this as a token of dendam and ketidakpuasan hati terhadap one of my lecturers. Now I'm displaying this because apparently I didn't fail her paper. Being yelled, being aimed, being humiliated like a 9 year old child are really frustrating.

And it's a wonderful feeling that I can finally let it out.

Thanks for not letting me see you again, Madame. I will never do the same thing you did to me on my students. You inspired me so much.

Jangan bencikan cikgu/lecturer kamu. Simpan baik-baik perasaan anda.

sebenarnya budaya lepak itu ada baiknya...

2009-06-17T11:16:00.005+08:00

Simptom-simptom anda seorang kaki lepak:

(setakat gambar hiasan oleh itu dan ini)
-gemar membuang masa
-biasanya seorang manusia yang carefree, tidak terlibat dengan aktiviti-aktiviti lasak mahupun berada
dalam keadaan yang sibuk
-minum segelas kopi atau teh dalam masa 3 jam
-berupaya untuk duduk secara statik dalam masa lebih kurang 3 jam
-boleh layan semua rancangan dalam TV walaupun anda kurang berminat
-boleh layan percakapan atau dialog kawan-kawan atau sesiapa sahaja yang berada di tempat perlepakan
-asal diajak ke sana sini, grenti kamu mahu
-boleh minum kopi atau teh berulang-ulang kali sehingga habis
-asal petang mesti jalan sana sini agar tidak berpenyakit indoor
-suka bercakap dengan kurang jelas supaya dialog antara kawan-kawan lepak dapat dipanjangkan

Jika anda mempunyai simptom-simptom begini, anda agak sesuai untuk menetap di mana-mana rumah atau pergi ke mana-mana sahaja orang mahu anda pergi.

Jika anda seorang kaki lepak yang hebat, anda kemungkinan besar dapat meng-adapt diri dengan baik di perantauan.

My landlords and housemates suka lepak depan TV lepas makan.

I'm not surprised if kaki lepak are mostly teachers.

Can you find another profession where you are required to be at an unfamiliar place with unfamiliar people while doing your practical apart from us?

I don't think firemen or estate agents have to go and find places to rent and get pissed with their orang-orang atasan because allowance are not given for the whole practical months.

Homesickness is the next best thing to phobias.
Don't mention if you don't wanna get reminded.
This is what I'm trying to do with much effort.
(Advising people as if you know what you're doing is actually a method of defending yourself from being weak)

Being 22 makes me detect kids faster.

Ask me how's practical, I can't answer that now. Try asking 3 months later. Thank you.

I found my other talent

2009-06-05T20:37:00.005+08:00

...which is arranging the following slippers/shoes/sandals back then in our living room at the hostel. These are partly what 12 female students can display outside their rooms. Some are hidden under their bed or in the drawers. Or lost.

And plus slepar-slepar jamban which are usually WET.

So what happen like one hour after I voluntarily perform my arranging talent?

1. Everything is SO not in the right coordination as I have arranged before.

2. When you walk through the living room, you can practically see flying slippers as you kick through them all. Because everything is in the WAY.

3. You usually can't find your own NEATLY ARRANGED slippers because they IGNORANTLY just timpa-timpa everything on your slippers. (esp in jamban)

4. The living room is half wet because some oh-so-smart-people-because-they-manage-to-study-in-Uni just FORGOT to leave their wet slippers IN the bathroom.

5. The living room is half covered with dust, bekas tanah, pasir and any form of particle because again, they FORGOT to nicely leave their slippers at the right spot (Mak selalu cakap "letak barang tempat ko ambil") and walk right through the tikar. A CLEAN tikar.

6. Nothing I did in the first place made me happy by the end of the day.

Ok so I'm not gonna blame the people around me but also anyone that commit this kind of kesalahadaban. And yes I sometimes run through the living room with slippers on but not to the extent of turning the living room into a chaos.

What is so wrong with being a little more civilised my dear people? What is the burden that you could just help a little with arranging back those things or at least help sweep the living room in front of me so that I can see you're actually civilised?

And it's already frustrating if I am going to talk about the sink. Briefly, a sink is where you let in water inside, NOT to magically make the remains of your food disappear. Itu tong sampah ada di luar sana dan juga plastik sampah di pintu jamban.

Small chores are useful, trust me. Maybe I'm just too obssessed with hygiene and tidyness when I'm not home (hehe).

Rock rock juga, tapi takkan sapu sampah tak pandai beb. Pandai pandai juga, tapi sampai mana lu nak pandai kalu nak hidup dengan orang pun tak pandai?

Menegur orang is my biggest weakness. Unless you're a stranger than I can act like myself.

P.S. Duh. I could teach moral better than buku teks Pendidikan Moral.

Saya graduan Sekolah Memandu Wawasan

2009-05-28T01:57:00.008+08:00

That was 4 years ago eh. Anywho...

Be extra cautious when you have these kind of symptoms:

1. Have legal driving license and usually have the guts to drive wherever you can.

2. A normal person in the house.

3. A foul-mouthed person in the car. While driving, specifically.

4. Getting pissed easily with other drivers or piss other drivers unaccidentally.

5. Curse silently while driving with parents or siblings.

6. Curse loudly while driving with friends. Even louder when you're with your bff.

7. Easily annoyed with honking sounds.

setakat gambar hiasan

So it was another weekday. After hanging out with Jc, the crazy one, we agreed to have dinner with her mother at their usual port. After searching for a couple of minutes for parking spots, we managed to find one--right in front of the place. Reversed a bit because terlanjur ke depan a bit and surprisingly, somebody honked me practically on my arse.

"$%@^%*&^$$ that car! Can't you see I'm reversing? @$%#^%$" blurted automatically from my mouth.

"Yea! Jelous la orang dapat parking!" seconded by my co-pilot.

"Eih pa la..(yak yak yak)" again I continued with dignity as if the parking spot was a game and I have won.

I feel like a legend. (bak kata Jc)

And as I checked the rear-view mirror, I freaked out.

It was Jc's mother.

Sori a lot lot haha~

Oh for the other part of the story, her mom was also pissed after going rounds and rounds and suddenly a car just popped out and got a parking spot right before her eyes. And she honked.

Then we just ketawa ketawa and ketawa then makan buat kali ke-17 buat ini hari.

Makan itu indah. Mungkin tidak seindah memandu.

Drive safe. No matter how insane you can be on the road.

kami tak sempat rasa lapar

Pada suatu hari...

2009-05-12T15:22:00.002+08:00

Aku terjumpa ini di tepi jalan...

Credits to him. And his friend for helping.

he is an amateur

2009-05-11T18:59:00.002+08:00

and his name is Francis Angelo Muroh.

Dunia di KK dan di Sibu sama panas.

my last judgement

2009-04-22T15:39:00.006+08:00

I couldn't remember well but it was like my alter ego emerging in me.
Last night it happened.
With my bare hands, I killed seven innocent lives.
Seven, including a brother and a sister.
Not a slightest guilt was expressed.
Not even fear.
What made me feel humanly was the existence of one sole feeling.
Which is lonely.
I felt so alone.
No one to talk to, no one to laugh with.
Their bodies scattered around in the living room.
I killed them all.
For no reason.
Just to kill them.
It was not spine-chilling, not really.
But it was definitely a traumatic experience.
A traumatic dream.
Thank God.
It was just a dream.

It felt so real that I'm scared of myself for a moment.

A few nights before I dreamt of fighting with gangster Sibu and samseng KK.

One of them try to blow me up with a bomb at the swimming pool.
Why? Because my name is on their wanted list.
It was a set up but they're gonna kill me too.
Again, thank God it was a dream.

Maybe if I study a bit harder, then dreams like this won't come.
oh oh maybe the weather's too hot that I'm having violent dreams now.

P.S. Gambar diambil dari sini semasa proses googling berlaku. Kute-kute eh.

It's 18 April actually when I do this tag

2009-04-22T15:24:00.004+08:00

buah cempedak di luar paga
kalau dh di luar pagar jangan ambik bukan kamoo punya
saya budak buta it n still belajar,
ambik galah potong2 jadi rotan dan ajar lh saya seperti mana cekgu lain mengajar saya.

saya bli itu pantun dan jual pantun lain.

tag sana tag sini,
tag skali gua buat sekali,
tag dua kali gua tak buat dua kali,
sebab gua hanya benarkan tag sekali. (hehe)

tag sini tag sana,
tag ini bukan sebarang tag,
tag ini dari UNCLE saya,
UNCLE saya nama dia Alex. (pronounce A-lek so that it rhymes with 'tag')

list the activity which u did today, u didnt do yesterday...

1. If today include detik 12 mlm tadik, then I'd say I slept through the night with unwashed face.
Only makeup-stained-removed-using-Vaseline face. Gua rasa mcm ass kena lap guna tisu ja. Ceridak itu agak tepat di sini.

2. Watched orchestra by Art School students. Gua ada kenal itu Benzie Jorai and Bernard Dilang.
Plus, special appearances by Jo Franklin and Prosta Sindra from Sarawak. Oh, the performances? Always entertaining. Just like last year. (even though I missed Ben's song. So sori heh)

3. Makan free. It was not an intention but rezeki depan mata so terpaksa la membaham tanpa malu.

4. Well I didn't say my grace before meal today but I did yesterday. I think. Or maybe neither.
It's not qualified but I don't care anyway.

5. Lepak with Ciku and Langsat depan blok. Duduk bersimpoh dengan botol mineral kosong kerana ingin refill air Delcol lalu planning tentang besday Oren. Ohya, Langsat featuring kain sarong.

6. Beli cake 3 potong untuk Cik Oren. Masuk bilik beliau dan minta lighter. Kemudian keluar dari bilik, redo the surprise part with candle-lit-cake. Beliau juga buat buat surprise.

7. Layan lagu. Kemarin gua tekan next song berkali-kali sehingga malas ingin
mendengar lagu yang dishuffle dalam Jet Audio. Layan lagi effect fading/crossfade itu.

8. Mandi petang jam 3 petang. Encik cuaca, anda sangat panas la ini hari.

9. Apply ubat Ezonazole Cream which I think have no effect on my irritated skin. Itu doktor Myanmar bagi gua ubat multi-purpose. Just like you buy multi-purpose A4 papers when you actually needed graph papers.

10.Trade in Maggi bersama teman sebilik yang ada Maggi Asam Laksa. Dan makan, of course.

11.Mesej ringkas sama teman karib idup mati nun di sana itu. Oh miss her bitchiness too.

12.Belajar eventually. It's been a while I practically forgot how to study. I'm doing this for the lecturer. Semadi muka nya hensem. Yes aku sangat gai dan typical. Let's giggle together.

13.Typing this thing out.

14.Thinking what I did today but didn't do yesterday.

15.Reading Alex's blog and just realized I'm being tagged.

P.S. Ya memang saya taip agak panjang. My stress is directly proportional with jumlah patah perkataan yang tertaip dalam satu entri.

P.S.S I'm too stressed out that I forgot how to feel stress. Serious shit. Overstress is numb.

I want to eat this ice cream. I googled it somewhere.

Apa menatang ini?

2009-04-09T09:54:00.002+08:00

We call this "tebuluh" in Melanau. Maybe "engkala" in Iban. But what is it in Malay or English?

Ini adalah proses memukul buah tersebut dengan penuh sikap perikemanusiaan supaya buah tidak dipukul dengan kasar sehingga lembik.

How to eat "tebuluh"?
1. Wait for my grandma or anyone dari kampung kirim 'tebuluh' or balik kampung alang2 cari 'tebuluh'.
2. Wait for them to ripen. If mentah, warna hijau amcam epal hijau and if masak, warna pink seperti epal pink atau jambu air warna pink.
3. Sesi memukul permukaan sekeliling buah sehingga kepala itu tercabut. Sekiranya tidak tercabut secara otomatik, boleh cabut secara manual dengan energy yang minimum.
4. Amaun 'tebuluh'yang dipukul adalah bergantung kepada nafsu pemakan-pemakan sekalian dan bergantung kepada musim buah-buahan.
5. Then, buah 'tebuluh' dicampur rata dengan garam secukup rasa. Belum ada kajian dibuat ke atas 'tebuluh' dicampur bersama ajinomot, kicap masin, kicpa manis, sos tiram ataupun sos cili.
6. Makan dengan sagu. Next entry on sagu, blum ada gamba biji-biji sagu.
7. Oh ya, biji 'tebuluh' jangan ditelan kerana dikhuatiri akan menggandakan Adam's apple anda sekiranya anda lelaki. Plus, it can cause fatality.
8. I wanna go home and eat Sarawakian food.
9. Then I can be so full. And happy.
10. And forget about Projek Sarjana Muda Pendidikan. for a while.

P.S. Sori bahasa lintang pukang.

When I walked just now, I found....

2009-03-02T14:32:00.003+08:00

...another crappy side of me..

kepada si pemizkol...

kau miskol aku malam yang itu
aku miskol kau balik
kau miskol aku malam yang ini
aku juga miskol kau balik

tapi kau miskol lagi malam malam
dan aku terlena malam malam
aku miskol kau balik pagi pagi
pasti kau tidur pagi pagi

aku putus asa
malas suda main miskol
jadi aku sms kau
"peraduan miskol malam malam ka" aku cakap
tapi kau tak reply

mungkin kau takda kredit
mungkin kredit kau untuk miskol saja
kau memang kedekut
miskol tu sangat darjah tiga

aku nak bagitau kau satu perkara
takkan nak aku tanya siapa anda
kerana aku tak layan benda sebegitu rupa
layan sebegitu untuk apa

kau nak buat aku kabur? (blur)
takkan nak aku tanya mana dapat nombor
kerana kau takkan jawab
kau dapat dari pejabat

kau nak jadi pemiskol
silakanlah
kau nak jadi misteri
biarlah
kau nak buang masa
sukatilah

eh baru sebentar kau telipon
aku sambut
rupa-rupanya aku tahu
siapa kamu
jadi sia-sia la aku menulis nukilan ala-ala puisi berterabur ini.

terima kasih.

P.S. This kind of entry will be a prediction that this blog is gonna mutate. I refuse to find anything crappier for the time being.

Saya rasa dia hot

2009-02-24T10:28:00.004+08:00

Why you should watch Jeff Dunham (esp featuring Peanut)?
-because Peanut is insane.
-which means Jeff Dunham is insane.
-because Peanut has insanic laughters.
-which means Jeff Dunham has insane laughters.
-because Peanut is only a puppet.
-and Jeff Dunham is a seriously hilarious ventriloquist.

I especially like this one.

And I'm ready to date Peanut.

Oh ya, credits to Christella for promoting. Even though it's pretty lapuk. I don't care and I just wanna laugh.

reminds me of my math darjah 3 textbook

2009-02-06T17:44:00.002+08:00

...it's yellow like my textbook. I never find it anywhere.

Love, defined.

2009-01-29T17:30:00.007+08:00

The only thing that makes me feel like I'm in love in which I mean here couldn't concentrate on what you're doing like the saying mandi tak basah, tidur tak lena, makan tak kenyang or let me define in another sentence -- gila bayang, where you imagine doing things together or imagine if you could've meet sooner than now - the only thing that gives me the equivalence(perhaps better) sensation of being and falling in love or thinking of love, is, FRIGGIN MONEY.

I think about you everytime I wake up in the morning and fantasize about you looking at me back.
(I think about MONEY everytime I know I can earn one, like get a job)

You bring out the best out of me unlike everyone else.
(MONEY brings out the best out of me because I am sickeningly happy when I got money, be it earned
or not.)

You cheer me up whenever I'm down.
(Oh crap. MONEY definitely cheer me up whenever I'm down or when I'm up. Who resists getting cash
even though you fail your paper?)

You're funny, romantic and very understanding.
(MONEY is emotionless but it can be funny, romantic, and understanding if you try to talk with it)

You treat me indifferently and it brings jolts through my adrenaline.
(MONEY treats me indifferently when, of course, there's a lot of you around. Try winning a lottery,
I assure you it brings jolts through every cell of your body.)

You hold my hands when I needed one.
(MONEY is in my hands when I don't need them too. It's the inner monologue of a rich snobbish man.)

I can't stop thinking about you.
(I can't stop thinking of MONEY, maybe more than I think about anything else in the world.)

I love you and I will always do.
(I love MONEY and I will always do. Always.)

Everlasting love.
(Everlasting MONEY.)

Give me anything regarding love. I know what it feels like with MONEY.

POST-WARNING :

Perenggan-perenggan sebentar tadi mengandungi unsur tamak haloba dan perasaan berperikeduitan, mungkin kurang sesuai dibaca oleh peminat Pendidikan Moral.

P.S. Aku curi gambar di saaaaana. Could be useful for Valentine's next month.

Ini bukan explicit (abaikan klu terasa explicit)

2009-01-25T23:23:00.006+08:00

Why are my boobs small?
1. Because I drink coffee and tea, full caffeine.
2. Because papaya isn't my favourite fruit.
3. Because I don't drink soya bean.
4. Because I don't berkemban 24-7.
5. Because I sleep with head and chest down in my bed.
6. Because I don't wear spongy, water, rubber,metal or any unique material prone bras.
7. Because I'm not married and haven't give birth.
8. Because I wear shoes when I jog.
9. Because dugongs are going to extinct.
10. Because I don't like techno music.

*8,9,10 is excluded actually*
To hell with superstitious, beliefs, myths or maternal hypothesis. If I actually follow the above list,it won't make me a Pamela Anderson. Money is everything, people.

What women should really care is their health and diet. I personally dedicate this entry to those suffering from breast cancer, be it women or men.

To those who are fighting against it, I adore your spirit. To those done with fighting, a prayer is not forgotten.

Drugs Are Good

2009-01-08T00:14:00.005+08:00

[1] Do you think you're hot?

Why?

[2] Upload a fav pic of you.

[3] Why do you like this pic? Because it teaches us that plastic surgery is good for those who are rich enough to ignore their guilts.

[4] When was the last time you ate pizza? I like apam balik better.

[5] The last song you listened to?
Scott's Emulsion theme song. "ku berlari penuh riang, uu yeh..berlari melompat sini sana, scott emulsion's membantu saya..." I like it very much. Stylo.

[6] What are you doing right now besides this?

Membajak sawah.

[7] What name do you prefer besides yours?
Mei Ling, Ah Seng, Gopal, Surianty, Nattapong, Kurimuri and my favourite, Ah Chong.

[8] People to tag : Refer above. Or below. Or left. Or right. Or close your eyes.

[9] Who is no.1?
Mei Ling

[10] No.3 is having a relationship with?
Mei Ling

[11] Say something about no.5

Kawan lepak main guli bersama Mei Ling

[12] How about no.4?

He doesn't know who's Mei Ling I think. But Mei Ling knows him through Facebook and Tagged.

[13] Who is no.2?

Ah Chong. Mei Ling oso can la. They don't care wat.

P.S. Drugs are NOT good unless you're hot enough to let it go after your first attempt. And no, I do not take drugs.

Resipi Rak Gitar

2009-01-02T00:39:00.019+08:00

Bahan-bahan:

-Besi secondhand

-Bekas meja yang tidak digunakan

-Paip (mungkin paip air juga diperlukan)

-Benda pemotong besi yang bapak aku slalu guna

-Spray hitam or pink ikut kesukaan

-Pembaris, pemadam dan pencil case untuk simpan alatan tersebut

-Gitar letrik dan kapok bercampuran 5, 6 bijik ikut kesukaan hati

-Jasa baik my bro Paul dan member Daniel (boleh juga orang lain)

Tempoh masa membina rak:

-2 hari kalau rajin

Cara membuat:

-Uh. Mana aku tau.

Prosedur bentuk imej:

Kegunaan:

-tempat simpan gitar, violin, cello, sape, atau apa-apa menatang sedemikian rupa.

-mengelakkan gitar-gitar berkeliaran di setiap pelusuk rumah agar tidak dipijak

-untuk dijual kepada sesiapa yg berminat (pssstt..don't tell my bro)

Update : Resipi ini disertai dengan video yang dibuat oleh beliau.

Warkah kepada mu yang satu

2008-12-22T08:35:00.005+08:00

Dear Sibu,

I have to leave you today.

Sibu, I'll meet you again after New Year.

I hate you because you're such a great place that I can't be elsewhere.

Yours truly,

a fan of yours.

Weirdly interesting (combo does not mean connection)

2008-12-16T23:52:00.005+08:00

Between the buried and me - Alaska

Somehow, it gives me the ideal perception on schizophrenic. Weird but always interesting.

And yeah,

What are your plans in 2012? i plan mo bli Datsun ka 4WD ka if got $ in the future. But then...

and tell me where goes my faith.

Til' then, Blessed Christmas & Happier New Year. Let's be festive for a while~

Kenapa saya suka rambut saya?

2008-12-12T00:19:00.004+08:00

1. Kerana sudah pendek.
2. Kerana tauke salun baik.
3. Kerana saya boring.
4. Kerana tauke salun itu pro. Saya rasa.
5. Kerana kawan saya Kristin dye rambut.
6. Kerana hari ini hari ke-4 saya di Kuching.
7. Kerana sudah pendek. (ikut jawapan no 1)
8. Kerana Salon Dawson.
9. Kerana Wisma Saberkas, Kuching.
10. Kerana Christmas.

This is typical post about hair. Duh me as you want, I don't care.

Si Dawson (mungkin nama sebenar) jadi fotografer lepas jadi tukang gunting.

another duh pic to show off my hair like any other typical pic in typical post.

Man behind the scene : Jessica
Man driving around : Jessica
Man laughing along : Jessica

What is poret and are you one of them?

2008-12-05T01:37:00.005+08:00

kambing bercekak pinggang yg agak poret

According to Cambridge advanced Learner's Dictionary, the word doesn't exist.Of course, as it comes from Sarawakian dialect which is commonly used by Sibu peoplewho speaks Sarawakian Malay.

PORET is, from my own definition, is an attitude of busybody,or a desire of craving to know what happens around him/her which doesn't have much to do with him/her. Another definition is driving your busybodiness around while spilling them out.

I think so. Pendek kata, PORET = busybody.

Reading news could fall under this PORET category but still, news are important craps that
we have to pretend to know so we won't be seen like katak bawah tempurung.

But when it comes to a point where you want and like to know everybody's bussiness, then you're
definitely one of them.

The common symptoms to know you're one of them:
1 You're favourite phrase is "What? What happened?"
2 You're not satisfied if you can't get someone with a story to tell everybody else.
3 It's fun to know something not really important.
4 You usually ask people again and again about a useless thing but you'd like to hear.
5 You're not cool.

Still it doesn't mean you have to shut your life and kill yourself because you don't
wanna know anything around you. Rational is my point here. Moderate is logical.

How to get rid of PORETs?
1 Shrug off whenever a story is told.
2 Be ignorant in proper way.
3 Masuk telinga kanan, keluar telinga kiri. (This peribahasa is not only applicable to what your
teacher or lecturer is saying in front)
4 Layan jak lah.

Without a PORET, the world would turn dull and grey. Can't live without it.

I am recognizable.......kononnya

2008-11-24T01:18:00.010+08:00

Hari semalam hari Ahad.

Bumped into a girl while my siblings and I were busy settling down at one kedai kopi after church. Smiling back at her while reaching out my hands to shake hers, we began what I can call a blurred conversation.

Me : (with a very bright I-really-know-you smile) Uhm......siapa kamu?

Girl: (with a blurred O-my-God-is-this-the-right-person-I'm-saying-hi-to expression) Huh?

Me: (stumbled words between wonders and smily puzzled face) Macamana kamu kenal saya?

Girl: (still blurred but confident that she knew me) Uhm..saya tak ingat o.

*FREEZE moment #1 : I seriously will take any conditions like making up a story that we used to play dolls together or swim pals or anything to burn down the awkwardness and the possibilities that we're both tersilap orang*

My sis : C'mon, ask her age. She could be your student.

*FREEZE moment #2 : It's not like I did not think the same way like my sis did. But this girl looked almost my age and although she's seated down, I know she's taller than me and somehow I don't think students would do this to new teachers they never really get contact with bla bla bla*

Me : (confidence built up) Um, brapa umur kamu?

Girl : (in hand gesture) 17.

Me : Oh, kamu sekolah di St. E ka?

Girl : Ya..ya.

*FREEZE moment #3 : Shoot! I'm so right, I'm very right, I know I knew this girl*

Me : Haaa..betul la..kamu student saya oo.. (laugh laugh)..kelas mana?

Girl : 4G..nvkasuhasniboa%##*&

The rest of the conversation is left untyped because I didn't remember what she said then.

All I know is I was blurred, which makes her doubly blurred because she was confident that she knew me and suddenly I popped out that bold question "siapa kamu".

The moral of the story, I will definitely do this again everytime I see a familiar face.

It IS embarrassing when you encounter the situation where people don't recognize you or you don't recognize them but still, it is more memalukan if you pretend you knew them. I guess being bold is not that guilty.

P.S. I think she did mentioned her name but I was so in too deep doing my own monologues and trying to imagine her in school uniforms so that I can actually remember giving sit-ins in her class before.

Prof Salleh WAS right. Nikmatnya jadi cikgu bila orang panggil kita cikgu walau di mana kita berada, walau pencen sekalipun.

Chances are experience.

Insaflah aku (kemahiran berfikir aras 2)

2008-11-14T13:33:00.004+08:00

How come people manage to be SO smart after all those years of studying and scrutinizing exam papers over and over again and then they become SO competent that they pretend they're not like the way they wanted to be or they way they JUST are and they do not realize that they're silently killing other people LIKE ME through their hypocrisy?

I'm not stupid, am I?

Or was it I'm too stupid to know that?

Or maybe they make me feel stupid?

Or maybe because I just finished 5 papers and another 2 to go and it makes me think that examinations are the best thing that ever happened in my life where I felt unusually weak, powerless and hilang arah tujuan hidup.

I am smart.

Then.

Not now.

P.S. It is normal for the brain to have an attrition rate and to forget things. This does not mean that you are stupid! Instead of getting mad about this fact, you should expect it and deal with it accordingly. See your brain as depositing layers of knowledge. As you place more information on top, the lower levels become older and less available to your immediate recall. The trick here is simply to review. Since we can anticipate the eventual fading of our memory, creating a review aspect to our study session will solve the problem. Once every two or three study sessions, simply review older material that you will be still needing to remember. Often, a quick overview is sufficient. Sometimes, a complete detailed study session of the older material is required. “Brain fade” is completely normal. (Unless you are gifted with a photographic memory, which is extremely rare.)

I do this because I don't really do this

2008-11-06T16:09:00.006+08:00

Rules of the tag:
1.Link to your tagger and paste and post these rules in your blog.
2.Share 7 facts about yourself on your blog, some random, some weird.
3.Tag 7 people at the end of your post by leaving their names as well as links to their blogs.
4.Let them know they are tagged by leaving a comment on their blog.

#1 physical
-i have something like bonggolan kulit on my left palm. since born. no, it's not a disease and I'm not dying.

#2 appetite (tiru Jessie)
-I can eat like a pig and I can also eat like an ant. Flexibility is the word.

#3 weird or random you judge it
-i just hate papers falling down from my table because I hate bending down. It's innocently annoying.

#4 abilities becoming passion
-I can swim and I love to swim. Especially at beaches. With nothing on. (exactly, I'm kidding)

#5 stuff collecting
-I collected letters I wrote or people wrote to me when I'm in secondary school, even though the conversation is all about "hey are you going to canteen later? Yeah, wanna come? Yeah sure. Ok"
(It's about the values of sentimental,dude. I am a sensitive person. Hahihiha)

#6 abilities becoming threat
I'm capable of laughing at 120 decibel when you're really hilarious.
Any sound above 85 dB can cause hearing loss, and the loss is related both to the power of the sound as well as the length of exposure. You know that you are listening to an 85-dB sound if you have to raise your voice to be heard by somebody else

#7 Communication skills
-Look at me while I'm talking and I'll look at you when you're talking. I feel rude if I suddenly look at your nostrils instead of your eyes. And vice versa.

#8 I don't care I wanna do a number 8 fact because I didn't write anything weird above
-What's really weird is I always feel like I'm a superhero. Maybe I just don't know how to use my powers, that's all. So normal living is a chosen option.

I wanna tag:
-can't think of anyone right now. I'm a lonely person. Fact #9.
-I'm a great liar so I'm not lonely actually. Fact #10.

Thanks Jessie.

gag you Part 1

2008-10-19T11:46:00.007+08:00

I'm gonna be a great TEACHER because:

1. I aced in my study and in sport.read below

2. I aced in my study and in sport when I was in SK St.Mary's School where the school only have
6 classes (Primary 1 - 6) until now. Renovation is on the way, the big project now.
Sedih, because I missed a lot about that school. It was my empire of zaman kegemilangan.

3. I have great personalities --hygienic, patient, friendly, not dumb dumb but crazy and loud at times, moderate, honest (a bit), compassionate, considerate, confident, obedient, independent, strong, and of course, loyal.

4. I also have bitchy side -- cursing and criticising consistently, caring too much about people or is it about
myself?..,ignorant, rigid because I'm not raised for physical display of affectionate, cruel, sensitive,
a whiner, lost, lazy ass, stubborn and picky.

5. I like to think and that keeps me alive I guess.

6. I like to be lazy and it's a hobby. Procrastinating is what everybody does because that's
natural. You can't go against the force of nature. You know like gay-marrying or man being
pregnant.

7. I'm 100% supporting education as the basic foundation for a person to get a better life.
It's sad when kids nowadays don't wanna study because they're tensed or bored with study
or lack of family support or having financial problems. Kan bagus duit Astro buat AF
bagi ngan bebudak yang nak belajar.

8. I'm 100% against education being manipulated by politics. Also BPR that's manipulated by
politics. Oh oh and ketahanan negara too, then the court, the police, the bank, the RAKYAT,
the economy, the golongan bawahan like us who don't have special positions in Malaysia,
the religion, the everything. **** politics.

*I suddenly remembered Mr Nordi A, one of the best lecturer that I had in UMS, who quoted

"kalau nak jadi ahli politik, mesti pandai tikam orang kat belakang.
kalau tak, kamu yang kena tikam dari belakang".

Something like that. Ever since that, I was still ignorant about politics. Haha*

Wait a minute. I think I'm 'edging' out from my main theme of being a great teacher.
Again, I'm gonna be a great teacher because:

9. I'm a typical student who get A1 for SPM in Maths because I used to have tuition classes
and now I depend on my arse alone.

10.I'm a typical student who get a B in Matrix, then descendingly to a C in university,
then a D and of course, a fat E for my math subjects. Not proud but not wallowing.

So I am not gonna act like one smart teacher because I ain't one.

And I want to quote this, from one awesome lecturer, Dr Ho:

"What's more important is the question can you be a responsible teacher when you're out
teaching later?" *something like that. Sorry if it's totally out but tema is there*

Oh sungguh sentap itu soalan. I could've cried because it's too overwhelming.
I could be a donkey, an ass, a pig but I can take this as a challenge.

Because I'm gonna be a great teacher.

(And I'm trying to motivate myself because I know teaching is tedious.)

YOU ARE ULTIMATELY PATIENT IF...(not more than 15 words)

2008-09-23T10:18:00.004+08:00

1. you manage to look blankly at your phone when the battery dies every friggin 2 minutes.

2. you manage to give a blank look to the closest person around you
when the battery dies after you send THREE SHORT TEXT MESSAGES.

3. you happen to recharge your battery phone and within 2 minutes, it's fully charged. Another blank look.

4. after 2 minutes, the battery dies again for umpteenth times. Again, no feelings detected.

5. you stare at your phone with a straight face because if you touch it, the battery dies.

6. you manage to control yourself from cursing endlessly in public and restrain the force of
applying projectile motion on your phone. With wide angle, that is.

7. you mentally picture yourself destroying it under your stomping feet, or blender it
into an electronic juice and drink it up.

8. you prohibit yourself from being abusive to the phone or the battery physically.

9. you keep on talking on the phone and the battery keeps dying even though it's plugged on the charger.

10.you're still not psychologically disturbed due to this situation which can make a person dies of sheer insanity.

Indeed it shows a big part of my forbearance and I love my second-hand (from mom), cikai punya Nokia 2600. Very friggin much.
If I die, I should be a Saint Michelle. Thank you.

Good Morning USA!

2008-09-10T21:14:00.011+08:00

Some lines from American Dad (season2 ep7 if not mistaken) that makes me rewind it again and I'll paused it for a while because I'm giving myself adequate time to turn and give a blank look to the air. Then I laughed. Out Loud. (yeaaa LOL sounds personally stupid to me)

Francine: Stan, I'm your wife. If something's wrong, I wanna help you.
Stan : Oh so by that logic, if something is right, you'd want to hinder me. Great, Francine,
real-quality wifing.

Clause(fish) : You know, everytime you interrupt someone, your penis gets a little shorter.

Steve's friend: I'll say, now that Coach saw me with Vzetlatna (dunno how to spell),
maybe he'll finally believe I'm heterosexual and let me towel myself off.

Roger : That was a test. You failed. God, you're selfish. *slapping Stan* Bad Stan!
Oh oh I meant to say "bad Stan" and then slap you.
Bad Stan!*slapping Stan* I don't know, I like it both ways..

Hailey : She's a Russian bride, not a Russian whore. She doesn't have to act like a whore until
one of you marries her.
Steve: But you're not married, and you're a total whore!
Hailey: That's because I live in America!

There's more blank-moment-wanna-laugh-or-not lines in each episode. This is the only episode where I really jotted it down.

Catatan:
1. Although Stan's a bit retarded (in a way of mocking American), he's actually a loyal husband and a loving dad.
2. Clause the fish is not funny.
3. Roger the alien is one eksen alien and still, it's my favourite character.
4. Oh another favourite, Hailey, the feminist, anti-discrimination, ok whatever description it is and looks like a whore when she wears makeup. As Stan stated.
5. Francine...well, a good mother and a good wife. In some episodes though. Still, she's a great mom.
6. Steve is so not cute. And we stereotyped American teenage boys as handsome, drop-dead-gorgeous, deadly cute and hot. That's why I like watching the series. Unlike Prison Break, where girls watch to drool over oh-so-hot Wentworth Miller (is it?) and the boys watch to imagine themselves like him. (duh)

Writing craps and typing craps ada perbezaan ketara

2008-08-25T18:38:00.000+08:00

It's readable until you click on the image. Thank you.

Apakah Aku? Featuring Toshiba the Pendrive

2008-08-25T17:59:00.000+08:00

Aku dilahirkan di kilang. Aku ada banyak member dan adik beradik. Ada yang sama muka dengan ku, ada yang tidak. Warna ku merah kerana merah itu berani. Jadi aku sengaja pilih warna merah untuk autobiografi ini. Aku ada adik junior yang berwarna hijau muda dan warna biru muda. Selain itu, aku ada abang dan kakak senior yang berwarna hijau dan biru kepurplean. Aku kurang ingat la warna senior ku sebab aku tak berapa suka mereka senior ni sebab mereka lebih kuat dan lebih hot dari aku.

Lepas lahir, aku tak ingat la camana aku boleh terkeluar dari kilang dan tiba-tiba aku berada di tapak tangan seorang pelajar UMS. Perempuan, budak third year amik course pendidikan dengan sains dan mempunyai keluarga di Sibu, Sarawak. Secara otomatik beliau jadi tuan aku walaupun aku tak sempat berkenalan dan tanya nama penuh beliau. Tuan aku tak banyak songeh, dia tak ambil warna lain. Mungkin sebab aku ni hot lagi dari senior aku dan menyebabkan aku terpilih antara semua.

Lalu aku disimpan baik-baik dalam beg tuan aku. Oh sungguh gelap di dalam beg beliau. Aku ada terjumpa benda warna putih, plastic-made la aku rasa dan ada tulis Toshiba 1GB. Sikap peramah tuan aku menular dalam diriku lalu aku bertanya Toshiba apakah menatang dirinya itu.

“Oi oi kamu ni hidup ka mati?”
“Paloi. Dah aku lam autobiografi benda bukan hidup, mestilah aku bukan hidup.”
“Aik pandey klakar S’wak duhal. Dah makan tek?”
“Aku posa aritok. Lamak dah ku sik nangga muka kitakorang dalam tok. Aku sik ingat dah brapa ekok dah kaum kedak kau tok ku temu.”
“Aih menar? Nabes ku eh, pa la nak dipolah tuan kita ya ngan aku. Aku tok sik banyak pengalaman.”
“Sik lamak ko dalam tok pok. Tangga ko lak, udah sampey Kampung E lak pandey ilang ko dari sitok. Tukar gik tuan ko lak.”
“Ko tok makin polah ku nebes. Ko tok apa sebenarnya? Lupak nak intro dirik. Aku Si Merah.”
“Si Merah indah. Ko ingat ko pusak ka nak ngkah nama suka suka kedak ya. Aku tok sejenis Pendrive. Nama dah tulis rah badan ku 1GB.”
“Ney la ku tauk koh. Bukan ku poret nak tauk suma benda bukan hidup dalam alam semulajadi tok. Bez ka idup ko Pendrive?”
“Susah nak padah pok. Kadang-kadang ku sihat kadang-kadang ku sakit. Besalah orang tua ba. Besar 1GB jak pun. Mun ko g Karamunsing, melobo pendrive saiz 2GB, 4GB. Suma mudak mudak kakya ada juak la awek cun sia sinun lepak rah karamunsing ya.”
“Oh kedak aku juak la ada senior nok asa kuat. Dak junior ku ok jak. Nembiak kecik aok ajak ba. Pa juak polah ko tang sakit-sakit? Ko g nanam padi huma ka?”
“Yobihh sik main la huma. Aku makan beras Siam. Sik lalek ku rega beras dah nait, janji nyaman.”
“Yalah makin sakit diembak makan beras Siam. Kita tok orang Malaysia, sik lamak gik National Day. Patriotik la sikit oh.”
“Yea.. aku tok dari Jepon lamak stay rah Sibu ngan tuan ku. Aku bok jak nak memahami politik Malaysia tok eh. Bok tadik tuan ku sending file MalaysiaKini dalam badan ku tek.”
“Tensen ku nangga politik Malaysia kinek tok eh. Aku yang sik tauk papa gilak tok pun pandey asa intimidated juak.”
“Yah yalah kita tok setakat benda bukan hidup bukan dapat mengubah nasib politik di Malaysia tok. Stakat jadi tempat simpan soft copy dapat la aku tok.”
“Oh ya tek signifikan kau ke atas kehidupan manusia tek. Jadi pahal mala sakit? Antibodi ko sik cukup kuat kali nak.”
“Masalahnya bukan antibody aku pok. Masalahnya manusia kinek tok suka nak polah benda nok menyusahkan. Ability yang ada dalam diri ya k polah virus paling kuat dalam muka bumi. Kakya sapa juak susah? Aku juak. Family aku juak. Tuan aku juak. Ya suma pc dak laptop rah UMS tok suma la share virus yang sama. Sapa sik sakit? Sakit gik ati bila dah g berubat, sakit balit kenak virus yang sama pok. Yobihh sak ati na aku eh, dahla aku tua.”
“Shwooaaa ilek ko ilek. Boh ngerepak banyak gilak. Sikpa la mun kenak virus ya format jak. Ko pun kecik jak setakat 1GB.”
“Kecik ya sensitive. Aku tok tua, bukan kecik. Mun dah format slalu glak, sakit juak cip-cip aku tok. Tauk juak ko pasal format tok oh.”
“Member ku ada miak SKTM ba. Ada la juak sidak ngajar sikit pasal format tok. Aeh aeh..pahal goyang goyang indah tok?”
“Adeh deh..pegang kuat kuat pok. Ku asa tuan kita tok tengah berebut masuk bas. Nang camtok la hari-hari. Ku ada rekod lam daily planner ku. Sik sah sik berebut lam sehari.”
“Yiohh..ribut juak idup tuan kita tok. Tapi nya cool o.”
“Adalah juak. Eh pok…zip beg dah bukak ya. Udah ko kenak tangkap. Tahan nafas ko nun.”
“Aku bernafas k insang. Lam aek jak ku bernapas. Yiohhh…wooo..aku nak diembak g siney tok pok?”
“Ney la ku tauk. Just experience it, dude. Wa caya sama lu!”
“Ok, ok. Mupok lok pok, ada masa kita temu gik. Chow!”

Menghairankan, tuan aku hanya menggenggam aku dengan penuh makna. Seperti ada sesuatu yang diingini oleh beliau tetapi beliau cuba untuk restrain perasaan dan emosi yang membelenggu beliau itu. Aku melihat tanpa tafsiran ke arah stall jual cucur pisang yang dikunjungi manusia-manusia kelaparan. Lalu tuan aku meninggalkan commotion yang ada sambil menggenggam aku dengan puas hati dan beredar dari situ.

Aku ANTI-yang berikut

2008-08-12T09:53:00.000+08:00

1. resit harga yang basah especially yang dilekat pada badan shampu atau botol sabun. (It's a feeling of sheer repulsiveness)

2. resit harga yang dilekat pada makanan atau botol minuman dan aku tak tau kenapa menatang itu menganggu emosi ku.

3. suratkhabar yang basah-the one you usually see in the markets where they wrap up the fish and sayur and everything yang basah which gives me a yucking moment.

4. kontena, sudu, kuali, chopstick, periuk, gelas, peti sejuk dan sebagainya yang bertanda harga. Gua langsung tak suka.

Basically, I've been hating this thing since I'm a kid and still do until now. It's indescribable. It's annoying. And it's not a big deal to anyone except me.

tertindih.....?

2008-08-04T14:30:00.000+08:00

I heard a lot about this bizarre yet commonly occurred phenomenon among people. I never
happen to investigate what type of characteristics the "victims" have that they
sometimes encounter this while they're asleep. It doesn't mean if you're a chicken you get
to be "tertindih". Or if you're ignorant like me, you don't.

I don't even know the terms in English but I think most of us know what I'm talking about.
In case you might want to know, when someone is "tertindih" they:

1. are unable to move their body because they are "pinned" down by a something.
2. are not having dreams because they are still aware of their surroundings which means
they can vaguely see everything in front of their eyes.
3. can move their eyes--some claim they can open wide their eyes, some unaware.
But moving their hands, bodies and anything else is very limited.
4. are struggling to wake up.

Ok. I ain't a shaman or somebody with sixth sense and I claim myself ordinary because I can be
a chicken sometimes and hallucinating stuff like most of us do. But to define myself a "victim"
of this phenomena is pretty dubious. Denial act could be chicken-ly but I don't allow my
emotions drive me to an uncertain conclusion.

Here's what I think what actually happened (to me because I'm feeling it solely):
1. Our body and mind are having problems because it gives opposing signals. the mind, of course,
wanted to stay asleep due to tiredness and sleepiness (and laziness) but the body fails to join this
order and refuses to rest.
2. So now you have this motors in your body (I don't study Bio now so I can't explain) which
clashes with your previous signal which is to sleep.
3. And that's why while you're trying to order your body to move, they just couldn't. Some part
of your body listens, some not.
4. Drowsy is being in a state between sleeping and being awake. I guess that could explain too.

What should you do if you experience this phenomena?
1. Try to fight it back by waking up. Which is very very arduous.
2. If fail and you think it's endless, then just sleep. You need to sleep but a part of your brain
and body wanted to be a part of the hauntings.
3. Buat bodo. The best thing to do.
4. When you finally wake up, write something like this and post it in a blog. Haha.

FOOD THAT DESTRUCTS YOUR APPETITE:

2008-07-22T12:29:00.000+08:00

1. Ayam separuh masak di Cafe

2. Ayam overpekat sos tomato which reminds you of MUCUS di Cafe
3. Ayam tanpa isi hanya ilusi isi di Cafe
4. COMBO kuih berminyak seperti cucur pisang + martabak berminyak overpekat sos di Cafe
5. Sayur lembik dan kurang bermaya di Cafe
6. Nasi tak cukup lembut dalam amaun penuh di Cafe
7. Nasi tak cukup lembut dalam amaun separuh di Cafe

8. Ikan masin masak ala sardin di Cafe

9. Display barisan makanan selepas jam 7 malam di Cafe
10.Worst, the thoughts of looking AT the food and finding the LEAST abysmal food available
for the rest of the day. Di Cafe, of course.

To brighten things up, it occurs every day and all that's left is just to shut up and eat.
I officially call myself friggin picky. Big eater conditionally.

*gambar hiasan sahaja*

Tribute To Kawan-Kawan

2008-07-15T15:39:00.000+08:00

patience is mencari foto foto dalam folder yang berteraburan

Two years back, I was alone in UMS. Not really, because I'm popular so people usually know me. (yes, kita mesti rasa bangga diri sikit) Then I met Laura Gomis. We were like kawan kepada member yang kenal gitu gitu sahaja. That's when we started getting closer and jadi macam budak budak darjah satu apabila berkawan. jalan sama, makan sama, tidur sama, mandi sama. That's when our block takda air.

During orientation week which everyone hated, I was destined to be in the same room with Sazlyna Zurhana @ Nana. A Melanau like me but we converse in Malay Sarawak supaya kawan-kawan lain lebih memahami bahasa kami berdua. No, actually we don't have the same dialects. She's a Kpg Nangka, me a Dalat. I'll explain about Melanau one day. After orientation, we moved to our respective new rooms but still lepak whenever's unnecessary.

Oh yes. I forgot. Laura Gomis (mesti ka full name) @ Lola introduced me to Rebekka "becky" Junes which happened to be her cousin and before we were destined to be together in UMS we were all kenal-pia-pia-jak. Becky's quite far from the rest of us but she used to lepak at Lola's room. That makes sense why we are close.

Leha Gani, last but not least. Destiny brought us together when we were on the same plane to KK. Long story short, I invited her (dgn penoh ikhlas) to lepak2 tido sama2 in my room, which happened to be destined for me alone for 1 semester.

Malas gik ku kakar banyak pasal kitakorg. mesti terharu lak. Majulah sukan untuk negara. Chiao.

And oh, it's not like these are the only friends I got here in UMS. Like I said, I'm popular and people know me. (it's either you can barf or you can sense a sarcasm.) Still, this is a tribute to Kawan-kawan. yer, kawan yang lain, sabar yer. I'll write something too about you guys. Hah. (a shorter version of spelled hahaha)

Thanks for letting me be a bit cilaka on this post. Chiao for real.

BEING MATURED...?

2008-07-15T13:04:00.002+08:00

What is the difference of being teenager and young adult?

1. teenager-you follow what your friends do
young adult-you don't.but sometimes you MAKE your friends do what you want.

interpretation--as people grow older, they become certain of getting what they wanted. They become independent gradually, no matter how wasted they can be.In the 1st place.

2. teenager-you have crush on anybody easily
young adult-you have crush on anybody and ignores it easily

interpretation--emotion is not an issue for matured people. it's not a problem anymore having typical crushes here and there. teenagers, well--they have their right to experience young love.

3. teenager-you feel like killing yourself at worst moments of your life.
young adult-you feel like killing others at worst moments of your life.

interpretation--minds that develop would create a strong defense for yourself.
you become stronger when it comes to thoughts. teenagers tend to sulk and young adult
tend to make things seem bigger.which sometimes makes you wanna kill people.
in a mind's eye, that is.

4. teenager-wish they're older and prettier or more handsome
young adult-wish they're not wishing for that before

interpretation--no need because it's obvious and i don't need to explain.

5. teenager-sits in the car and curse whatever they can't get
young adult-drives the car and curse unexpectantly and uncontrollably

interpretation--yes, you could be in your calmest or best mood that morning. once
you've entered the world of traffic and manouvering a vehicle, you'll be surprised
how bold and strong are your mouth. which you don't usually do.

6. teenager-have a childish sense of humour
young adult-couldn't have been better.but childish with a sense of maturity.

interpretation--you'll get it if you've emerged from some kid doing some lame jokes and one day you realize hey, i'm not like that anymore. adults are boring because they got tired with their own stupidness and it usually comes in occasionally.that's why we are more serious when it comes to money. (I don't connect things i know)

7. I can't come up to 7. Fullstop. I can conclude that the teenage empire brings out the adult you. In some cases it could not be applied to eveyone though. End of ruminating.

i am a matured human

------------------Naratif diri (hm--sort of)

2008-07-05T10:07:00.000+08:00

Introduction is neglected as I’m having a hard time posting and re-posting the same post over and over again and sometimes essay-writing is not in the air somehow. Oh, talk about introduction. This is more like a self-introduction to childhood memories. And now I have an introduction paragraph. J

Back in the ‘80s…

#1 Born in Sibu, June 10^th in late 80’s. After cukup bulan, we moved to Kapit.

(taik lalat ku belum wujud lagi saat ini)

#2 My dad’s already gone Datsun. Once red, then white.

(We moved from third floor to the ground because I indulged in throwing stuff until it berkecai.)

#3 Still in Kapit until the age of 5, I didn’t get to make fluent my Iban language. Ku na nemu berjako.

(kenapa budak-budak perlu bertug-in semasa kecil?)

#4 Straight bangs, kulit bermasalah, baju lengan ropol—that was how I lived it before. Hehe.

(Ini mungkin 5 tahun. Kudis la kaki gua. Kini tinggal bekas, no worries)

#5 Sibu life procedes. We moved back to Sibu when I was 6. My little brother was 1 year old.

(asa penuh kasih sayang la pegang tangan. Rumput memang tak subur.)

Childhood memories remain. A little. End of expressing. Even though a bit. Chiao.

Blog respons kepada Enchik Atiq

2008-06-22T17:49:00.000+08:00

when we ran out of ideas

http://dygatiqah.blogspot.com/2008/06/pengakuan.html

     Beliau sebenarnya bukan seorang penjijik seperti yang diakui oleh beliau tanpa segan silu. Ini kerana pada study week semester ketiga kami dahulu, saya sebagai orang yang bertuah kerana memiliki bilik seorang diri tanpa adanya roomate (yes, I have the room on my own for 1 sem) telah diugut untuk mengajak Enchik Atiq bermalam untuk beberapa malam di bilik saya yang strategik.
     Sepanjang penempatan beliau di bilik saya itu bersama seorang lagi member seludup saya bernama Enchik Leha, (sungguh hensem nama ini) Enchik Atiq telah menjalankan kehidupan dengan bersih dan kurang jijik seperti di bilik beliau sendiri. Fenomena ini berlaku kerana saya telah memaksa beliau untuk menurut titah saya jika ingin lama tidur bersama saya. Ohya, beliau tidur di atas katil saya. Kami tak tidur bersama-sama jika ada dua katil yang kosong.
     Antara 7 perkara yang langung tidak jijik Enchik Atiq lakukan semasa menjadi roomate sementara saya adalah:

1. Beliau mandi sekurang-kurangnya satu kali sehari atas bimbingan rakan sebaya dan kalau tak silap waktu tu puasa jadi secara automatik kalau nak turun cafe mestilah mandi dahulu walaupun orang tak tahu. Beliau juga ada mandi 2 kali sehari atau 3 kali sehari mengikut suhu persekitaran masa itu.

2. Beliau tidak pernah meninggalkan baju kecil mahupun sederhana kecil ataupun besar di atas katil, atas lantai, dalam lubang tandas, tepi jendela, atas kepala saya dan lain-lain. Katil beliau senantiasa bersih kerana cadar tilam beliau warna hitam, maka saya tidak dapat memantau tahap kebersihan kawasan beliau. Lagipun, katil si Atiq di atas (double-decker) jadi dia kemalasan la membaling-baling barang ke atas.

3. Beliau mencuci pakaian setiap hari seperti yang saya arahkan kerana jika perbuatan itu tidak diikuti maka saya dengan sewenang-wenangnya akan memulaukan beliau dari bilik saya. Beliau guna sabun Biozip dan bukannya guna air sahaja.

4.   Selain itu, beliau juga masih berkebolehan mencuci pinggan mangkuk dan cangkir beliau selepas minum susu Nespray saya ataupun brand minuman yang lain saya tak dapat ingat la. Beliau tidak pernah pula menjadikan barang-barang dapur sebagai tempat membuang sampah ataupun untuk menyiram bunga.

5.   Beliau selalunya melihat refleksi diri di dalam cermin saya yang besar saiznya agar tidak terdapat taik mata, taik idom, taik burung dan segala jenis sisa toksik pada muka dan badan beliau. Sesungguhnya, appearance is her first emphasis.

6.   Beliau selalu polish kamera D40X beliau dan perbuatan ini telah menunjukkan sahsiah sebenar beliau yang tidak jijik itu. Nombor 6 ini ada unsur penipuan sedikit sebab saya perlu tulis 7 ciri-ciri tidak jijik beliau.

7.   Last but not least, beliau pernah menegur saya dan Enchik Leha untuk pergi mandi pada waktu senja supaya kami semua wangi-wangi belaka sebelum makan. Ternyata sekali beliau sedar beliau adalah orang yang pembersih dan tidak segan untuk berkongsi sikap bersih beliau bersama kami.

Kepada yang tersinggung ataupun yang termuntah selepas ini seperti yang dinyatakan oleh Atiq, diharap kalian sedar bahawa blog is not all about yourself. That's why I'm writing this down and it shows that I put much concern on personal hygiene or my friends' hygiene. =)

Sememangnya kami semua adalah pembersih dan tidak ada yang jijik. Saya akan menubuhkan sebuah organisasi underground yang bersifat radikal dan anti-ceridak (ataupun jijik) untuk memastikan kebersihan alam sekitar dan keamanan dunia.

Sekian, terima kasih.

carilah kami

2008-06-22T02:16:00.000+08:00

"Mak, gan ji bup ko?" or in translation : Mom, where's my book? The search does not end up with where the books are located but who can find the book successfully before others. All the time searching for a book was pressurized with dry thoughts "I must find the book first. I can't let mom find it before I did" because if our I-usually-know-where-every-little-thing-is-located-in-the-house mother manage to spot it first, then this usually comes out from her mouth.

(in translation version by the way)
"how many times I've told you kids NOT to put things away as you like it?" or it could sound like "See? I told you it's THERE and you didn't listen" or sickeningly righteous like "Don't you have discipline like putting things in the RIGHT place?" and the list goes on and on.

It doesn't really happen to us siblings only. So did my dad. Yes, that's when we see women overrule the world. Well,mothers are still mothers. Fullstop. =)