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Congratulation Malaysia

2010-12-30T05:02:00.002+08:00

Please allow me to apologize for not continuing the second part of my previous post. I have better thing to share. The second part can wait. This post is dedicated to Malaysian football team for their glorious victory in AFF Suzuki Cup 2010. Malaysian team never get this amount of deposit of trust and support from their own citizen. They don't even bother before. And I was, shamefully, one of them.

After the glorious days of Mokhtar Dahari and his fellow legendary teammates which I honestly don't remember let alone to recognize them, there was no rainbow to carve the sky but darkness prevailed. Before this, Khairul Fahmi was nobody to most Malaysian. His Chinese-look only recognized by the Kelantan FC die hard fans. Today, he is trending worldwide.

AFF Suzuki Cup is obviously no World Cup championship. But, we know our roots, we understand the roof, we swallow our branches, thus, this cup is world cup for ASEAN teams. The Malaysian team crawled slowly without much attention and hype both from the media and local fans. Yet, they managed to kiss that cup successfully.

Indonesian can't accept to be beaten down by the Malaysia team. They overdosed of worshiping of their football team. Their media is not like here. Chanting words of encouragement are 2/3 of the Indonesian media network. In fact, they ridiculously put their team on air with live coverage just showing their team to departure for their flights. Pity.

Well, this victory will obviously a vital turning point to cultivate the spirit and the good environment for football industry right here in Malaysia to flourish and expand to higher level and repeat the history of those glorious days. One more thing, it also shut and seal the mouth of some Malaysian for insulting the Malaysian team. Now, citizen of Malaysia have faith in you. Go and make us proud to be called Malaysian.

Honestly, I'm touched with the victory. It's so sweet! Congratulation Malaysia.

Days of 2010 (Part 1)

2010-12-29T03:37:00.000+08:00

365 days in a year and i have a few days before 2010 closes its curtain. Honestly, during this holiday break, I lost my sense of date and day. Most of the time, I couldn't retrieve the date and even the name of the day. It's simply because I just don't care and let the time moves by itself. I have nothing to rush, nothing to run, and clearly I have a lot of time to be killed. To be honest, I enjoy killing the time which previously that the time was the one who killed me!

Well, it seems that many people keep on posting their new year resolutions and what not. But, I won't do that. It's plain rubbish. Yes, all my previous resolutions were buried below the floor of hell. Nevertheless, 2010 is one the best years I ever had. I took quite a moment to think about the best thing happened in this year. It just pop-out from the rusty brain that it can't be missed with the worse thing as well.

Best Things/Moment of 2010 (Not In Chronological Order):

1. RM13,000 in my saving account.

-- I never had such amount of money before. Never. Maybe I was just lucky. I was lucky enough to get scholarship plus PTPTN loan at the same time. I already terminated the PTPTN after I get confirmation regarding of my scholarship. Yet, as you all known, PTPTN is simply one of the examples of government's poor services. They are blind enough to overlook my form of termination and let the money cashing in into my account. It's not a free cash but it's worth it to have an extra debt in my pocket.

2. Pulau Pangkor, Pulau Perhentian, Southern Thailand Escapee

-- Pangkor isn't the best island i ever visited but banana boat was simply a jaw-dropping experience. It's literally make your jaw drops. I am bit of adrenalin-junky except riding with Cipet. Moving with a very small kapchai and a speed of 180kmh was a death-is-an-inch-away experience. Pulau Pangkor had a moment for me to remember and I got a nickname from it--Mr.Pulau Cinta. On the other hand, Pulau Perhentian is the best island I ever visited. With spectacular panorama and enjoying its majestic beauty plus the naked Westerners make it a must go destination before you die. I went to Southern Thailand to shop until I drop--literally.

3. Yamaha Legenda 110 ZR

-- Transportation is the one of the crucial needs of human development. It's not just needs but a compulsory necessity. I was born with wooden spoon and motorcycle is the only mean of transportation I can afford other than bicycle. It's the best thing because I got it free as a gift from my sister and buying it was among the best moments because the taukeh taught that I just come by to his outlet surveying and I deliberately wore seasoned clothing with 6K in my pocket.

4. Winning Two Contests

-- I won two 5 stars hotel vouchers. Both in NST Travel & Time contest consecutively. It's not far to get an idea to win the contest. One was from nasi lemak stall in front of my house and one from the the picture I stole from Mira's facebook photos. With some magical hands on the keyboard of the wordsmith, I won the contests.

Raya Card is Gone!

2010-09-06T02:49:00.008+08:00

Hari Raya is near. We all gearing up for that special day. Curtain is changed, furniture is replaced, and house is cleaned up. The Hari Raya songs echo in almost every entertainment channel in one's home. We are celebrating it. Hari Raya is so anticipated in Islamic calender. The beauty of Hari Raya is not just the delicacies and the togetherness of the people but the anticipation of it. The preparation IS the festival. It's a very beautiful preparation. The togetherness of buying things, changing things, cooking delicacies are everything in every Muslims' heart. After all, Hari Raya is about unity, togetherness and forgiveness.

With all these beautiful preparations, we are actually missing one heritage. Raya cards. Yes, we are missing this beautiful heritage, at least I missed it. I have nothing to blame but to point my finger to technology. It bites every chunk of people tradition and custom. Don't tell me how technology enhances people's lives, we are all aware the existence of technology does improve humans lives. With all social networking websites, SMS, and MMS, it has burying the Raya cards to the ground. I still remember those days where I competed with my siblings and friends to get the most Raya cards but eventually I got the least or worse, freaking none. Even if I had one, it's from my aunties and it was not specially dedicated to me alone but to whole siblings of mine. Only one or two lines written for me which was usually an advice telling me not to play with firecrackers. Ah yes, advice is advice, I didn't play with firecrackers but I did burn firecrackers. These were two different meanings, no matter what you might say. Every year, my father will always win because he got the most cards but we didn't recognize his winning because he got it all from his business counterparts. There was no authenticity in all his cards.

It was once a tradition that people will hang their Raya cards during Hari Raya. Some even have the same height of a giraffe hanged from the roof to the floor. I saw no reasons why people were doing so other than showing off their glamorousness that they were so famous because they got abundant of Raya cards. What the hell? If that was a way to judge one's popularity, then Tiger Woods will hang his Christmas cards from the Moon. It was a silly tradition but nevertheless it was one of the stupidities in Malayan culture that I honestly missed to watch it once again.

I think I am not the only one who misses the authentic of Raya cards, because the business of post office that was once a booming industry now dull and empty. Now, it all gone. Gone by the wind. Gone by the civilization and modernization. I remember the good old days where Raya cards were the representatives rather than tagged pictures. Huh, talking about aesthetic and authentic values, now it's gone.

p/s: I missed that Raya cards that will play the music once you open the card.

p/s: Selamat Hari Raya. Maaf Zahir dan Batin. Forgive me with all my wrong doings either verbally, mentally or physical behaviour. I honestly am. Sorry for using technology to deliver my wish instead of cards. Well, life is ironic.

An Afternoon In Front of Dentist Rooms

2010-08-20T03:40:00.000+08:00

I went to Pusat Kesihatan UiTM yesterday afternoon. The agonizing injury on my right foot forces me to go there. I can't bear the pain any longer. Well, after all those procedures, I waited in front of pharmacy counter to get medicines. It actually side by side with the dentist rooms. While waiting for my number to be called, I was wondering that they were a few people waiting for oral treatment. I know toothache is an unbearable pain but to do it in the daylight during fasting month is quite amazing. Correct me I am wrong because I think if you put something inside your mouth is consider as 'makhruh'.

Well, there's just a thought.

The sound came out from dentist rooms was freaking horrible. Honestly, I used to hate dentists. In fact, I really cursed them and I assumed that all dentists in the world broke loose from hell to give torment to young children. Besides fighting, playing sand and soil, and other regular stuff played by kampung boy like me, meeting a dentist was a common thing. As a matter of fact, the frequency of going there made me remember the furious nurse, the bored receptionist and even the cleaner mocked me because I did spit blood on the floor. She mopped, I spat. She mocked, I spat again. That's how much I hate going to go to dental clinic.

I had a very poor tooth set. Bacteria made holes from inside out of my teeth. I love to fertilize them with sugar. They grew fat and stubborn. My mouth was so bacteria safe haven. What can I say, sweet tooth is initial part of sweet smile. Due to my regularity towards dental treatment, I know so many terms about dentistry. Take this as an example, many people call wired-steel teeth as braces, but in dentist term, it called orthodontic--another word from hell.

People have phobia with clown and I have a phobia with dentist. No matter how beautiful they talk, no matter how pretty their eyes, they are still dentists. Metaphorically they punch your teeth. Do not believe them when they spoon feed you with bullshit by saying it has no pain. Nonetheless, to all wonderful dentists out there, now, I believe you are wonderful creatures. I honestly thank them for making my teeth healthy and strong. Currently, I have no tooth problem and it is perfectly healthy. I believe beauty does come from pain. I really am.

Crown of Clown

2010-08-15T02:18:00.003+08:00

People always portray me as an exaggerating fat douchebag. Well, we can't run from exaggerating things that surround us. We can't. We make things look much better or worse than it actually is. It's part of our lives. Yeah, maybe I am bit obvious compared to other normal people, because I do exaggerating almost on regular basis. It's fun. Why do we need to be serious at all times? Please, be human. It's not hard to carve a smile to one's own beautiful mouth. I may look silly but i am not most men.

Objective for above statement? When it comes too serious, I will not be the man of clown. It all started one week ago. I played futsal. Played as a goalkeeper--position people hate the most. Nothing more deadly after snake's venom, is becoming a goalkeeper. You are as good as dead. But, as a man, I stood up and slapped all the barriers and challenges of goalkeeping needs just to swallow my fear. I signed the position. Given to me from my predecessor and a blessing to me to jump into the cruelty of futsal. I was literally at mercy of people's feet. Wait, am I exaggerating here?

Continue, long story short, while I was rushing to opponent's striker to narrow the angle of shooting possibilities, I mistakenly fell on my of ankle. Instantly, my mouth shouted, gasping for life. It felt like your feet were hit by a train. Amazingly, many people thought I just pulling everyone's leg, figuratively. I didn't have time to pull your hairy legs. It was undeniably literally frankly torment!

But, I got two lessons here:
a. If you don't know the techniques in goalkeeping skills, don't pretend to be one.
b. Once people sticking the crown of clown on your head, your actions accepted as a joke first, then to its literally meaning.

Ayam Percik Ada Kalanya Jadi Pahit

2010-07-21T14:50:00.003+08:00

Sikap mengambil mudah tentang sesuatu perkara amatlah satu tindakan manusia yang sangat di tegah. Kita mendengar kata-kata ini hampir setiap hari dan kita tahu ini bukan cara yang baik untuk menguruskan hidup ini yang penuh dengan duri yang akan sentiasa mencucuk daging daging. Walaubagaimanapun, kata-kata ini terus di bedil dan ditaburkan sehingga telinga ini bergegar rancak, namun adakah kita betul betul tidak memandang sesuatu dengan mudah?

Saya ajukan soalan ini kerana saya sendiri memang mengambil mudah tentang banyak perkara. Masalah bukan untuk kita lari, tapi menempuhinya dengan kebijaksanaan yang di anugerahkan tuhan. Saya tidak lari dari masalah saya, cuma saya bukan seorang pelari pecut yang baik. Lemak yang melingkari badan ini menarik rebah diri saya lalu saya tersungkur menjilat tanah merah. Saya keliru. Saya memang keliru. Saya cuba untuk membetulkan diri ini setiap semester, namun, sikap saya ini merantai jiwa dan jasad sebelum saya sempat untuk mencapai potensi diri saya. Saya tidak bodoh tetapi sikap saya yang menelan diri sebelum saya sempat untuk mencapai potensi yang saya ada.

Menelan kepahitan hidup ini tidaklah mudah. Tetapi, menguyah kemanisan adalah tersangatlah senang sehingga kita alpa dan lalai menjalani hidup ini. Saya teringat kata kata lama, hidup ini bukanlah sekadar menuju ke sesuatu destinasi tetapi perjalanan untuk sampai ke destinasi itu. Ikhlasnya, saya marah dengar diri ini. Saya tahu saya ada otak yang baik seperti air yang mengalir di jeram, tapi nafsu, yang menjadi empangan menghalang pergerakan air itu.

Saya melihat ramai sahabat saya yang banyak mengambil mudah tentang hidup ini malah lebih teruk dari saya jangkakan. Tidak saya mahu ulaskan tentang mereka dalam mentadbir pelajaran, tapi hanya soal tanggungjawab seorang rakyat, seorang manusia, seorang insan. Hanya dua yang saya ingin kupaskan,pertama; tidak mendaftar sebagai pengundi. Adalah menjadi tanggungjawab setiap rakyat selepas berumur 21 tahun untuk mendaftar sebagai pengundi yang sah. Pelbagai alasan di lemparkan, antaranya;

a) aku benci politik

b) politik Malaysia di penuhi dengan sampah dan penipuan

c) tidak tahu parti mana yang patut di pilih.

d) satu undi aku tidak memberi apa apa kesan

Saya hairan kenapa ramai membenci politik kerana Islam ialah politik. Kerana politiklah satu satu negara dapat membangun maju, dan kerana politiklah, Empayar Rom, Han, Islam berkembang tamadunnya. Sedarlah, tanpa politik, manusia akan menjadi kucar kacir dan terus mundur. Alasan ke dua ada rasionalitinya. Memang, politik Malaysia di penuhi dengan rasuah dan penipuan, namun kita sebagai rakyat ada hak dan kuasa untuk mengubahnya.

Semua parti di Malaysia ada baik dan buruknya. Walaupun PAS adalah parti Islam, namun, manusia tidak boleh lari dari ketidaksempurnaan dan kecacatan. Saya tidak menyuruh untuk menyokong mana mana parti politik, namun gunalah kebijaksanaan dan pemerhatian anda dalam memilih parti terbaik untuk mentadbir negara. Alasan terakhir adalah alasan yang sangat lemah. Sama juga kalau berkata tidak ada masa untuk mendaftar. Satu undi memang tidak banyak memberi kesan tapi ia adalah menjadi tanggungjawab setiap rakyat.

Selain itu, kita suka mengambil mudah tentang kebersihan. Kita bercakap tentang teknologi hijau, kitar semula dan sebagainya, namun sejauh mana kita dalam menjaga alam sekitar. Sesungguhnya kita manusia memang tidak dapat lari dari mengambil mudah tentang perkara perkara di sekeliling kita walaupun kita sedar atau pun tidak.

Stupidity in South Africa World Cup

2010-07-20T01:58:00.002+08:00

People hate and love vuvuzela. It sounds louder than the locomotive passing behind your ears—127 decibels to be precise in one blow. This one dollar plastic with its monotone buzzing and disturbing not just affecting the players and the people inside the stadium but also the comfort of people watching the games worldwide. Ironically, even China failed to qualify to the world cup yet its existence felt everywhere—vuvuzela is fully tagged with Made in China sticker. Honestly, I really hate that vuvuzela but it’s just one of the colors (or sound) that makes this world cup unique. Apparently, vuvuzela is rapidly becoming a world pandemic across the globe.

The Jabulani plays a vital role in fertilizing controversial surrounding. It was claimed to be the most perfect ball ever made. Its aerodynamic supposes to make the ball to have soul and has its own mind. You can’t put souls into object and if you do, that would end up in misery and total chaotic. The ball is sown from inside out to ensure the ball is perfectly round. It turns out the ball is very hard to control, maneuver and absolutely unpredictable. That what will happen if you put souls into that bloody ball. This ball is total nightmare to striker and to goalkeeper as well especially Robert Green. The ghost of memory will always embrace him for the rest of his life. Fabio Capello hates it, players mock it, and Christiano Ronaldo failed his magic. So much to blame to the ball for their failures.

Eventually, in all world cup games have one thing for sure for people to mock—the resistance of FIFA in allowing technology to enter the pitch which I find it very amusing. The explanation thrown from this organization is; the third world countries do not have the facilities of such technology to make it available. For crying out loud, other top games in the world such as golf, tennis, as well as Olympic Games allow the technology but why on earth the greatest tournament in the world is forbidden from using the technology. Come on you old stupid half-bald Sepp Blater! You live in a wrong age. Yes, I am bit disappointed with the referees and linesmen. They are the ultimate decision makers on the pitch and none can ever tremble that role. Nonetheless, to make referee is out from variables of the game play, they must be helped with technologies. Seriously, I pity Frank Lampard and his rusty team for that disallowed goal. Perhaps the honest answer from Sepp Blater would most probably; SHIT DOES HAPPEN!!

Sunset of World Cup

2010-07-16T18:05:00.000+08:00

Double meanings perhaps of above title. Yes, it’s over and I feel empty. I am like a stallion who was very happy with cheering, jumping, and running here and there but after that I am back to the boring and dark stable. After all those dramatic, dull, and excruciating matches, the life is crawling back to haunt you down. We have had paused our lives for a month to watch this greatest tournament in the world. Forget your problems and spit out the bitterness of mortality and scream your lungs out until no air to breath anymore. Who cares if you come to class, to office, with eye bags hanging under your eyes? Watching this game, really, make you human beings—honestly. Sadly, everything has its beginning would definitely has its end. World Cup has ended and life starts back.

Well, even the games really out of any pundits’ prediction except the Paul the Octopus oracle, I must say, this year world cup is acceptably bored. We have teams like Italy, France and England were playing the games like they play at their creepy schools’ fields. South Africa is the host nation and with all the hype and supporters from their own continent, yet, they have nothing but to compare with school boys soccer. Honestly, I pity them. Nevertheless, the flaming spirit of Asia for Asia can’t be turned off even with an ocean of water. I always pick and let my fingers cross whenever an Asian team played. I don’t know why but I am fond of to underdog teams. Yet, all of the Asian teams had failed to impress me in this World Cup. Perhaps, next world cup would promise me a better fortune. I know Asian teams won’t go far just yet. Even with my spirit and love towards Asian teams, I still vote for Spain and Argentina, which I predict (from the beginning) either of these teams to hold the golden cup but Spain comes first. Spain is very promising yet they were barely crawling to kiss that golden cup. Argentina, on the other hand, had disappointed me and I have no other reason but to blame Diego Maradona and the goal keeper. Enough said. It seems that I am a bit inconsistent because I love Asian teams but I place my bet toward non-Asian teams. It’s enough for me to say that inconsistency reflects my rationality.

World Cup this year was very unique. South Africa was the first African country to host the tournament even with all those speculations and doubts clouding the potential of this country, still they managed to host this game successfully. This game has provided thousands of jobs to the African people and tourism would be one of the country’s assets.

Good bye South Africa and waiting for the next world cup hosted by Brazil (team I hate the most). Viva Espana!!!

Be Amazed with Kuala Lipis (Part 2)

2010-06-22T02:20:00.002+08:00

I guess my last line in the previous post was a total lie. It wasn’t a moment at all. Days to be precise. I need to become a thief of time for today’s post. Ah yes, one thing I didn’t lie is about to tell you the beauty of Kuala Lipis—a town where I constantly mocking it. Well, that’s the beauty of criticizing. You can argue from every angle to any perspective.

Straight to the point, the beauty of Kuala Lipis, is, its people. They are wonderful creature. Hospitality is best suit to describe the people of this town. I do not really know the exact dialect used by the people here because Pahang is one big state and it contains lots of culture in the perspective of the Malay culture itself. Either you may know or may not, Pahang has a lot of dialects. I mean, for example, people from Temerloh speak, pronounce, and construct sentence structure slightly different from people from other part of this state. However, people of Kuala Lipis switch their tongues to speak with me (a complete stranger and a fat Kelantanese boy) just to build the comfort and trust of the conversation. They were trying to speak Kelantanese dialect even it didn’t sound quite right but who cares. They showed me a great honor, modesty and respect. Usually, people who come from other places need to suit with the environment but it seemed here, in Kuala Lipis, that’s not a case. Unlike the old saying, here, you do not really to uphold the sky from the earth you stepped into.You can speak your mother tongue freely. Amazing.

Look at this picture below. What a place! Yes, it may look hollow and deserted but it was during daytime—where people rushing to fetch their children or crawling away from schools. Rush doesn’t exist here. People are cruising through the town without any hesitation. To me, this is a place where you can run from hustle and bustle of city life without throwing yourselves into some tiger and elephant infested jungle. Your mind will be as empty as blank paper.

The last beauty of Kuala Lipis perhaps the most beautiful of all was I hang out with my father. Is that a beauty moment? I guess yes, if you have a father like mine. We do talks, discuss, joke and laugh together but to lepak with your father only, and no one else, is a very rare occasion. World Cup is just a mere platform and excuse for him to get along with me—something he never did since my mother brought me to this God forsaken earth. I was astonished. Having just a simple lepak, with two glasses of iced tea, watching the greatest tournament in the world was simply marvelous. I can feel his acceptance as an adult and not a young boy. We talk nothing but criticizing the game and the projector. It was plain and ordinary daily conversation but it meant a world to me—an acceptance towards adulthood.

Kuala Lipis truly is an amazing town!!

Be Amazed with Kuala Lipis (Part 1)

2010-06-19T02:01:00.003+08:00

..What is Kerambit anyway?? Nice name, I like it though..

Some people find it very easy to amaze to certain things. Things amazed to one but ordinary to other. It actually depends to one’s perspective and internal cognitive thinking ability. Honestly, I don’t run very fast to catch up with amazing things but to tell you the truth Kuala Lipis is one literally amazing place. Don’t get me wrong. I’m not trying to promote this hollow town but only to share my experience here and what this little town has done to make me amazed.

Well, if you haven’t heard this town before, you may google it but it’s just a small town that once the state capital of Pahang before they moved it to Kuantan. In fact, Siti Nurhaliza, Malaysian’s most adorable and well known singer came from here. Yes, Kuala Lipis is a historic town with all those ‘ancient’ landmarks and civilizations. Nonetheless, I rather doubt that UNESCO would choose this town as a world heritage. Enough said.

I went there with my family to send my little brother to his school. I have been there before several times for the same purpose (I don’t see other reason to be here). Let’s start with the basic need of life—the need to feed! I must say this place provides with a lots of un-scrumptious food. I’ve tried so many restaurants and countless of kedai makan and amazingly, none I repeat NONE of these food-provider outlet give something I can even eat of. I’m not really fastidious when it comes to food. I’m not Anthony Bourdain but rather Andrew Zimmern. He always said, “If it good, eats it”. Hell yes, but, I’m afraid the foods look not pretty let alone to be tasty. I know Kuala Lipis is geographically located in the middle of peninsular Malaysia, but it’s a rubbish excuse if you said you are lack of salt or salt shortage. Sugar shortage is common but salt? Come on! If you know where’s the best soup, or famous chicken rice, or crunchy turmeric grasshopper or anything that is good to eat, please let me know. I really mean it. I guess you will not find something to eat to your heart’s content here!

Honestly, my visit to Kuala Lipis is one hell of rare incident. Fever of Fifa World Cup is like a virus crawling through your vein; it affects your daily life. Your family, your work, your lives come to a stand halt because of this once-in-four-year-tournament. No, I will write about World Cup after it ends but not today. But here, World Cup doesn’t change anything. It’s like it doesn’t even exist! Weird, very weird indeed. I tried with my father looking all over this town to find a restaurant that has tv to show world cup matches—the hotel doesn’t provide my room with Astro. In desperately need of tv, we looked, we searched, we find the right spot. Yes, there are restaurants with tv but no Astro installed. Un-believe-able-ly, there is a kedai makan with 40’’ LCD tv with Astro installed to it, but amazingly, there’s no sport package! Hell yes that is one hell good marketing strategy if you ask me! No sport package! To add to my amazing moment’s list, we found a group of young men, around 20’, lepaking in bus stand, during the football match. Mengumpat pasal anak jiran Meon, Tipah, that her boobs are getting bigger, and talk about how to upgrade their motors when the pocket is kosong. I don’t know about your places, but, in my place, that is one rare moment. Finally, after all those hard works, we found it. Even it needs to look obtuse to see the match like when you go to pawnshop for mortgage. At least we made it to watch it.

I think I must stop now; the next part will be in a moment. I promise the next part would be the beauty of Kuala Lipis. Amazing!

A Waiter’s Life

2010-06-13T05:48:00.004+08:00

Yeah, life of a waiter … Like it sounds, it doesn’t the best job in the world or any planet you ever visited. The job is done for one reason only: to sniff the paycheck. I don’t think one’s soul to become a waiter as his or her ambition. Honestly, when you were a child, playing sand or biting your classmates’ flesh, did you ever come across someone told your teacher that he or she wanted to be a waiter?

Actually, it is not my intention whatsoever to insult or to underestimate the job of a waiter. It’s good and most importantly it’s much better than begging and stealing. I was a waiter before—way years back. I have a lot of experience dealing with all walks of life. That’s the reason why this post is posted—as a reminder to us whenever we’re dealing with waiter. Another reason is I was triggered by my friend, Brother Bear, who wrote his experiences working with fast-food outlet.

Well, there were so much painful, agonizing, tiring experiences while I was working as a waiter in one of the most famous restaurant in my small town. Yet, it was a memorable experience when I found the beauty of a waiter. I guess that’s why they call it as bittersweet. But, for today, I would like to tell you, my dear readers about funny moments of when I was a waiter. Please allow me to write the events in both Malay and English.

Scene 1

Customer A came with his girlfriend I guess (Customer B).

Me: Nak makan ape bang?
A: Erm….saya nak western dua kurang pedas…bungkus eh western tu!
B: ……………..
Me: (Jawab dalam hati) Ape kau cakap ni setan!! Aku tau la awek kau hodoh, tapi tak payah nak bajet stylo ngan aku..Kau datang kampong mane eh jakun sangat ni?
Me: Errr…..western eh bang? Kita ade chicken chop, lamb chop, t-bone steak dan macam macam lagi lah..Nak yang mane satu?
A: Kan saya da cakap saya nak western kurang pedas 2 bungkus…
Me: Ye la bang….(Dalam hati: ko ni bodoh ke atau memang bangsat nak marah aku. Haish..belajar bertingkat tingkat tapi bodoh macam tongkat)
B: …………… (Bisu agaknya)

Scene 2

C: Dik, bagi kak chopstick 1..kuah nak black pepper.
Me: Haaaa…..???
C: Chopstick kuah black pepper..Cepat sikit tau..

Sesungguhnya wujud manusia sedemikian pada zaman ini..

Scene 3

A man with his wife and his son

Wife: Adik nak makan ape?
Son: Adik nak makan chicken chop….
Wife: Ooo, nak chicken chop..nak chicken chop tu nak yang ayam ke daging?
Me: Watta hell? (dalam hati; mak cik dulu belajar inggeris ngan cikgu jepun ke)
Son: Ayam…
Man: (Dalam hati berfikir macam mana aku nak bunuh diri)

Scene 4

G: Dik, tolong potong kicap pastu tuang lada..
Me: Ape la ko nak berbelit cakap ni, cili potong la.. Ko ingat aku ni bebal sangat ke sampai tak paham cili potong . Confuse abang!

Scene 5

Awek: Kat sini ade rojak ape ek?
Me: Semua ada kat sini, rojak ayam, rojak buah, rojak jemput jemput, rojak udang…. (kemain lagi aku promote)
Awek: Erm…nak rojak awak, bley x?
Me: Rojak saya tak de la (malu malu)
Awek: Alaaa…nak rojak awak jugak..
Me: (dalam hati; eh awak ni, saya bagi betul rojak saya, kang menangis plak)

It’s freaking funny. Believe me, when you are working in a place when you can meet all kind of people under one roof, it is very weird how human can be. Well, there were many other interesting encounters with these kinds of people. You need a very good mental and great public relationship for you to qualify to become a waiter. See, it’s not easy as it looks a job of a waiter. As an ex-experienced waiter, I suggest you, to treat waiter with respect because they too, a human being who deserves respect and dignity. Every time you go to mamak or other restaurant, it is easy to comfort the waiter by simply saying thank you or terima kasih or whatever appreciation utterances that suit with the waiter. They will feel much respected and appreciated by you. If you throw them shit, they will put that shit into your cup of tea. Just a piece of advice from a citizen of humanity.

Pressing the Play Button from Pause/Stop Button

2010-06-12T00:41:00.003+08:00

First and foremost, I would like to thank Valen for literally pushing me, to write or continue what I left before—to write blog. Honestly, I’m not always fond of writing things plus I’m not a good writer. Apparently, I just write it. To my own utter shock, some people really follow my blog. Nevertheless, with all the requirements of the world wants me to be, I end up pausing this blog from moving on. It almost one year now since I started blogging. Well, I must say after few blogs I wrote, the exuberance is running away and left me behind with a swollen brain.

Yes, I know writing blog is like writing a diary but to me writing blog is about expressing yourself in words. While diary is for personal secrecy, blog on the other hand, is telling other what is in your mind. I do read many blogs way before I jump into the pit of blog and so far I have quite a number of blogs I always read almost on regular basis. Thus, I create my own favorite list of blogs. From politics, foods, places to travel, to daily life experiences written by my friends and others.

I have so many things to share all this while, it’s just my spirit to write is shrunk but I will try my best to write many things that cross my mind before, now, and future. As a starter, I just write this ‘brief’ post as a sign to come back in the field of writing blog. True, like Valen said, it’s freaking long since I last updated the blog. Mesmerized.

2009 is a year of death...

2009-08-13T19:42:00.005+08:00

death is part of biological entity..everything that live eventually will die.nothing will last forever.death is whispering to ear in the nameless fear. there's nothing in this universe as certain as death. my father always said this~

" There are two things u can't run from; death and taxes"

we can be so happy today, can smoke, can sing, can see but if our time come, you will be six feet under..perhaps, if God wants to take your lives, you will be dead before u can read the next sentence in this post..when your soul is saying good bye, you will suffer the pain and agony..we always told to be ready to face the Angel of Death but are we ready for him? or are we not?

well, back on the title of this post, i think the Angel of Death is very busy this year. yeah, it is his job to take life. erm, let's make thing short, today, the head of the nasyid group,Rabbani to be precise, Asri Ibrahim died early this morning due to heart attack..he was one of the founder in the occupation of nasyid in Malaysia. actually, i don't really like nasyid group because i think they are bunch of hypocrites. well, i guess i can an exception for Rabbani and Raihan..their songs was once a pandemic to Malaysia citizen..he really spreading the the teaching of Islam and the good deeds to human kind through nasyid..may Allah laid him in peace..

erm.. i list down only some of the great name in local and international that died in this year...

1- Michael Jackson: i think his death is the longest and unacceptable by most of the Earth citizen.. he tried to change the world during his lifetime, but he transform the world after his death..enough said..

2- Farah Fawcett: she is one of the Charlie's Angel character in the series. she is so damn famous and she traveled to whole world to promote and gave speeches to help cancer patient to be strong because she also had cancer.. she died on the same day of Michael Jackson's death..the media is not giving too much attention to her..

3- Yasmin Ahmad: i like her so much..her movies and commercial advertisements really gave impact to the Malaysian. she filled the cinema screen with her masterpiece unlike razak moheidin, yusof haslam, ahmad idham who make rubbish movies that served to retarded malaysian...i even did not capitalize their name.. bastards do not reserve for that..

Malaysian political member:

4- Dato' Mohd Hamdan Abd Rahman: he was Pas state assemblyman in Penang..also a great man.

5- Ismail Yaacob: he was also state assemblyman in Manik Urai.. a noble man..

6- Razali Ismail: member of parliment of Kuala Terengganu..he was deputy of minister of education.

so many other politician died, even the exco of Selangor was dead too..well, Nordin Mat Top live long enough to die at another day..the raid in Yogjakarta few days ago allegedly killed him but after DNA result proven the man died in the raid is not Nordin Mat Top..

that's all for now...thanks for reading this quite heavy post..

Into the Sleepless Nights....

2009-08-10T04:16:00.005+08:00

they got word for this..it's called insomnia..and i got this disorder since form two..it means i can't sleep well or in my situation, sleeping is something hard to achieve and u need to work hard just to sleep..pretty weird huh?? i know people love to sleep. some spend half of their life by sleeping all days and nights..there was a story told by my father that one of his friends can't sleep for days but once he shuts his eyelids, he can go sleeping not just for a half damn day but can last up to 2 to 3 days without even waking up...if you ask me, that's not just a compliment,~it's an achievement..

i love to sleep but i need at LEAST one hour to close my eyes..but, most of the time, it takes more than that..the disorder is killing me..i can't sleep at night when others are hugging their wives and husbands and teddy bear. mathematic and algebra require balancing~~when u hard to sleep, u hard to wake up..ironically, i am gifted with morning classes which i find another difficulties in my already difficult life..crawling from the bed that chains me, bind me, glued to me is something that my previous, current, and upcoming house mates punch their faces twice. it's like a victory to them when they are successfully wake me up..damn it~

amazingly, when the eye of heaven (Shakespeare W., Sonnet 18) touches the teeth of horizon, my eyes are dragging to close the shop.. once i fall to sleep, i will be haunted with dreams..i never missed not a single night, not even a moment of sleeping, without the attendance of dreams..its make me tired and my head is heavy..either the dream is good or pleasant or scary, it is part of my life..i hate dreaming of running..running from dinosaurs, monsters, demons and anything u can hardly imagine. these bastards are chasing me, of course, in my dream and i damn fucking sick of it. honestly, i hate running even in conscious situation..

i tried so many tips to make me fall asleep easily..when i consult the doctor, he said he can't give me the sleeping pills for a reason of the evidence: death of Heath Ledger and Marilyn Monroe~~~drug overdose..i ain't drug addict and perhaps for that particular reason they can't give me the pills..well, even it's hard, but i accept it because they are who-know-why people..the thing is, don't let yourself been spoon feed with bullshits just because of they are doctors and they consume their tremendous time learning all those stuff..well, mark my word, they are a bunch of people, who, like us, can make mistake too.. judge it with your own rationality..

my parents know my rusty problem and they throw me the tips, which are:

1- SLEEP EARLY...my explanation: i tried but failed..

2- SHEEP COUNTING...my explanation: this is ridiculous. i was once count it up to 3000 sheeps crossing the damn wooden gate but it also failed. i'll bet if count the sheeps or even the pink pigs using scientific calculator, it will also failed..i wonder where this so-called sleeping aid idea comes from at the first place? whoever the person is,he or she is a bastard..spreading the useless-technique to the world is something i hardly to accept it..

3- SELAWAT KE ATAS RASULLAH DAN BERZIKIR KEPADA ALLAH BANYAK2....my explanation: i am convinced this method is going to work and it does work..only me is not religious enough to practice it...ya Allah, berikanlah kekuatan iman pada hambaMu yang hina ini..

4- READ BOOKS...my explanation: it's plausible..

5- BREATH IT RIGHT...my explanation: even i use oxygen tank, it also failed..

p/s: there are more tips from my parents but i couldn't remember it..
p/s: have any better idea or tips to overcome my problem?
p/s: writing this post on wee-hour as one of the experiment to make me feel sleepy, unfortunately, as i thought, is another failure...

why tickets always gone??

2009-08-05T22:12:00.004+08:00

malaysia is gifted with a lot of holidays. i love it~~one (or maybe the only) of the good things to live in malaysia..useless to mention it because we are all aware of it..the anticipation of these holidays means a thing: people hysterically rushing to their hometown with madness..put aside the responsibilities, tasks, assignments, jobs for one thing people love the most~holiday..

they don't give a shit about that, not even about the money, time, and energy just to get themselves be at home..furthermore, they are willingly to jeopardize their own life..you can read in every newspaper, heard in every radio station, seen in every television channel about death on the road during the festive season..perhaps, when foreign people see how lunatic the malaysian people really are, they will be either laughing or slapping their faces twice..

i experienced with own body and soul stuck in this madness. a journey where usually takes about 6 hours can become a half-damn-day journey. it is not a myth where big cities like KL becoming a hollow dead town during festive season..some say you can even have a picnic on the highway where during normal days it is a hell on earth..

in this madness, who are going to make the most profit? it definitely without doubt is going to petrol station, bus owner, and tony fernandes..make it simple, tickets are all gone and sold out right after the counter is open..then, comes the government to so-called rescue by saying there will be enough bus for the festive and what not. the reality is, there always not enough bus. the price of every public transportation will skyrocket to the sky..see below..

well, tickets are always gone in a blink of an eye..

khutbah tabligh authorized....

2009-07-12T20:46:00.003+08:00

while i was writing "when death accepted as sacrifice"....and that where the story begins..allow me to tell you in BM and DK(dialect kelate) since these two languages were used during the drama....

TEMPAT: rumah teres no.66 jalan tukas 18/34, seksyen 18, shah alam

MASA: pukul 8 malam,

CUACA: agak gelap dan suram cahayanya

WATAK-WATAK(...ini bukan nama sebenar demi menjaga sensitiviti dan privasi watak watak... ):

1-karim
2-bob
3-kalil
4-tabligh01
5-tabligh02
6-tabligh03

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karim sedang sibuk menaip blognya, lalu bob datang ke bilik karim dengan segulung akhbar lama dan expresi muka cuak dan macam kencing xpuas..

bob: wei, ado sek tabligh la luwa,
karim:..................................
bob: pahtu,gano ni??mu tubek etek r, gi sale lah dulu nga sek2 dio
karim: wei, aku paka boxer jah ni, cekak no g sepa taye perut dio,ermmmm.....mu tu paka boxer sajo guano kiro nok g jupo nga sek tabligh,
bob: mu tubek r deh g jupo meta pown xpo...
karim: ho lah, aku tubek r..nok smaye meta (cross finger)
bob: aku nok g toilet ni meta,sakik peruk gilo make kuwe ti yau abe ning takdi
karim: ikut mu la..

bob pown keluar dari bilik karim dengan hati hampa kerana tahu karim xkan keluar.karim mengunci biliknya.

bob: kalil, mu g r dulu tubek sbb aku sakik peruk ni
kalil: ok2, tp cepat sket r

bob mengambil masa yg lama utk keluar. eventually, dia keluar jgk dengan memakai kopiah dan berkain pelikat sambil membilang biji tasbih dari neneknya..

bob: assalamualaikum
tabligh1,2,3: waalaikummusalam wbt..

meraka berbincang-bincang tentang tabligh..

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karim duduk dalam bilik sambil memakan chicken floss yg enak..bob mengetuk pintu..

bob: bakpo mu tubek?eiii,nate nih, aku redah piyak nga woh sebbeh ni bari reti baso taik ni...
karim: doh nok wak gano kawe dok make floss aye ni cekak nok tubek bagi 5 ore nah..

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moral of the story, jgn anggap bob tidak boleh menjadi seorang tabligh..pintu taubat sentiasa terbuka kecuali orang-orang sesat yang cuba menutup pintu itu.....renung renungkanlah...

when death accepted as sacrifice...

2009-07-11T00:14:00.003+08:00

sacrifice is a culture, tradition and custom in almost every religion practice by the human beings..there's no need to tell that Islam has sacrifice culture which is Qurban, where the Muslims slaughtered four-legged animals during Hari Raya Qurban...

nevertheless, death of the cows, camels, goats, and buffaloes are for religious purposes..well, that is not the case this post meant to be..when death accepted as norm, the life, literally, means valueless..i'm not talking about HIV, AIDS, dengue, swine flu but......ROAD ACCIDENTS........

we are living in age where life get killed in the road is nothing..accidents happen almost every minutes..wait, before i write any further, this topic is discussed countless time before. i'll bet you all know about it but just suddenly triggered to write about this abnormal accepted as normal environment..

i don't know about you, but i have seen more than 10 people died on road accident well of course i watched it live..it wasn't interesting experience but rather nightmare hunted me down at night..honestly, with these bloody experiences taught me how road, symbolizes as connection, people's facilities, to move from one to another, is ironically, kills almost 7000 lives every single year and it's rising every year...those lives value more than anything than this world rather than end up their lives on the damn road...

let's talk about number here..approximately, 18 people die everyday, and those people are not even in the news unless there a freak and terrible accident..as years move by, people are using more cars and sadly to say most malaysian driver are the worst driver on the planet..everybody can drive but not everyone can drive well..

there's something wrong about this country..i'll tell you what, this country need to be restructured from basic..improve public transport, practical and no bureaucracy + corruption in getting a license...well, i let you all think this from your own perspective..

p/s: irony of this post, i have driven both car and motorcycles since form 3 through peninsular,from south to north,west to east, but, i have no valid license...weird??
p/s: this post is critical-thinking...don't just read but think
p/s: click to this link for more interesting story..

http://oopsmytongueslipped.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-hate-these-kinds-of-driver.html
http://oopsmytongueslipped.blogspot.com/2009/05/now-we-know-why.html

raise your hands to the God, my brothers

2009-07-07T14:06:00.002+08:00

i must confess, two months of enjoyable holiday was tremendously peaceful. i don't have internet connectivity, for heaven sake..as a matter of fact, my father used my laptop ever since on the very first day i back home..

naaaahhhh.....

basically, talking about my holiday or your holiday is absolutely bored to ear..but, during the holiday, ideas were popping from my brain desperate to put in the blog..pity..nevertheless, it is quite strange when my hands start to dance on the face of the black keyboard, the idea-less mind consumes the brain~~rusty old brain~~as always. making my fingers fall before it starts to dance..bangun jariku, bangunlah wahai jari ku...

back on running on the same damn business......

frankly speaking, my house was entered by the so-called desparado and guess what, with billions of dollar worth of equipment, they (because this was not a job for a single man) took without the dignity my dvd player and a 21 inches tv..damn it for crying out loud! the culprits were totally un-pro and in a bit rush~~based on Detective Conan's perspective..i curse them since they were born in this world..

the meaning of the title is not asking you to pray to God asking for revenge blows to the culprits but rather asking for protection and rahmat put towards us..told to my heart to accept this with an open heart~~redha..blessing in disguise..

oh wait...i need to tell you this, bear it in minds..the black bruises on my forehead are the sign of the true servant of God and not, i repeat not because of terhantuk kepala pada meja..ok, i hope that is clear enough. stop asking about my bruises!

p/s: so much for blessing in disguise after all....haha
p/s: did not satisfied with this ridiculous post...

There's always silver lining....

2009-04-29T16:02:00.005+08:00

BLESSING IN DISGUISE

i was in part three pre-degree in Malacca when i was first time heard this line..three words, just three words~~enough for the syntax and the subject-verb-agreement stuff..we have in Malay or in Islamic point of view, it says:

Setiap apa yang berlaku, pasti ada hikmah sebaliknya..

but, honestly i prefer blessing in disguise because it carries a lot of meaning behind those words ~~nasib aku budak literature..

yesterday, i was an inch to fall into the darkness of hell, once again...i was overslept on the day of my final exam..bengong la aku nih..i entered the hall almost 20 minutes late..thank God, i was able to make it there just on edge of rejection..for heaven sake, why i can't change my attitude? there's no big deal, just come early or on-time or in another word PUNCTUALITY~~~which i find it so damn difficult to achieve.

change to another story,

erm..am i suppose to say this?

I HATE WOMEN WHEN THEY ANGRY

wondering why some of men find angry in women as sexy...arghhh, that is sick! that is lust..coz i find it rather annoying, irritating and simply eating my eardrum..when women scorned even the fury of hell hath no..at first, i was planning to go back to my home with my sisters on 30th of April, but they, decided to cancel it as they are going to Indonesia for something you can call holiday..arghh, due to that, i decided to back home with my motorcycle.

a journey of:

~456km of ride
~~7 to 8 hours (with cars at speed of 80-100km/hour)
~~~at least 10 hours with motorcycle
~~~~crossing Selangor and Pahang to reach my state
~~~~~no highways(only Karak Highway to reach Bentong)
~~~~~~crossing countless of dangerous mountain and Banjaran
~~~~~~~ possibility of meeting the elephant on road
~~~~~~~~reckless bus+lorry+motor driver (read the post and my comments below it)
~~~~~~~~~the scorching desert and burning rain
~~~~~~~~~~tiredness of hell
~~~~~~~~~~~roadblock is everywhere

a journey without of:

~~~~money
~~~valid license
~~energy
~PERMISSION FROM MY SISTERS AND PARENTS

These reasons especially the fourth bolded reason speaks stronger than the rest..the reason of not going back with my motor and all my plan was ruined..my sister went to madness last night for this.even the conversation occurred in phone, the tone signaled the frequency of inevitable wave..simply speaking, i was not allowed...shit, i know the reason for the madness for my own good, for security purposes, but the tone is making me devastated all through the hot sleepless night...

the thing is, i hate women when they start to membebel...either my own mother, my sisters or my lecturers, they are all the same...tone of death...

but, i'll always believe there something that happen..blessing in disguise..even i was scolded, even i repeat syntax, even i extended to part 3, every of these things has it's blessing...

p/s: special thanks to Nik Suhaila sbb dia yg kejut sy pergi exam..without her, syntax next semester will be the definite answer, again...thanks again...

Holiday despite the exam hall

2009-04-27T14:56:00.005+08:00

i need a holiday, i mean a very long holiday..i'm tired with all these shits~~assignments, people and environment..yes, tomorrow is my final paper, Structure of English(syntax), which i repeat because of falling it last semester.. i got D, very solid D, thanks Mrs. Nazira for giving me this..since falling a paper starts at C-, D is absolutely a Damn Dumbass Donkey(DDD)..but, i ain't regret for what i did last semester but i was given the second chance to repair my result..

....LEARN FROM MISTAKES....NEVER REGRET OF YOUR MISTAKES....

reality, i was an extender and repeater..did learn from my mistakes?? ~~i thought i was but it seems that it says otherwise..arghh...

i don't blame the lecturer for my foolish result, i blame myself for any wrong doing..i try to learn from my OWN and others' mistake but you can see me coming late to the class and make trouble with most of the lecturer...i ask myself the word WHY?? why is a very huge, general, and carries lots of explanation of word..

well, see the title again..i went to Malacca after finishing Educational Psychology, which was a hell on earth(damn, i cant answer any of the questions).. being so stressed, i chose "escapism"~~a holiday..i don't take drugs nor alcohol as an escape but cigarette is a must..i went to Malacca for a short holiday..i picked Gunung Ledang as a place of comfort, peace, and nature..it was awesome! the cold, the fish, the calm, the air, the setting were making me forget about how cruel life is, even just a moment..yes, i did visit several other places in Malacca and after one and the half years (where the last time i was part-3 in Pre-Deg), things have change rapidly here..haha, i look like a travel agent advertising Zoom Malaysia or something but who damn cares?? i like Malacca and have lots of wonderful memories years ago..

i'm back now to Shah Alam and so lazy to study syntax...argghh, i don't want to repeat it again...honestly....i think writing this post in express of my laziness to study..help!

oopss.....i dropped phonetics!

2009-04-20T21:52:00.003+08:00

yes, i dropped phonetics..quite a decision eh? very smart decision, indeed..i repeat syntax coz, of course, i failed the paper last semester..damn! i think i am the only person from my batch who dropped phonetics~~don't think others are crazy enough to drop the subject..well, i know this round or another, i will going to take phonetics next semester..

people keep on asking, telling, giving information about the subject...wake up guys! i dropped the subject la..how many times i need to tell you about this?? len kali makan buah zaitun n kurma byk2...however, moment ago, thing happens that make me slapping my forehead, (da pening da sampai), one of my freinds send me a piece of SMS, a jokes perhaps, to wish her friends a good luck in the exam...but,aaah, i ain't sitting any paper tommorow..below is the message:

Congratulations! Good news for all UiTM students, FINAL EXAM have been cancelled in this sem. To confirm, kindly log on to www.stopdreaming&startstudy.com..Gdlck!!

Very good jokes..in fact, is it really there the stated website on internet?? hell no..simply click the stated website for confirmation...hahahha..you guys are very funny! however, it is a good jokes!

erm, i have something stuck in my mind..do you think i was taking the right decision dropping the phonetics, a three credits hour subject?? sure you will doubt about it..you know i'm damn lazy and lambat-pergi-kelas person..but, i think it was the best for me and definitely not for you..but, i can't simply say it will going to be an easy day next semester..with PTE (Payah Tahap Epilapsi) and other veracious subjects to come, it really make me sit behind desk and scratch my head..

but, i'll try to stand the volcanic larva next semester, face the consequences of dropping paper, be the man...berani buat berani tanggung r..

..........HOPE FOR THE BEST, PLAN FOR THE WORST..........

i am standing between the Devil and the deep blue sea (i know u hate this line usop)..hope all the best for all of us except you and me are different..sitting in the goblet of fire..

p/s: rebah di tikar sejadah sujud meminta keampunan dan pertolongan dari-Nya...amin..

sadis dan tragis

2009-04-19T04:39:00.004+08:00

This is my tempat menyidai kain(TMK)~~place where i put my towel+sejadah..very scary and very very old school i must say, indeed..actually, TMK was originated from wardrobe, cloth wardrobe, you know, very cheap where you can buy in Mydin n Giant..but, after my ex-house located in S19 was ambushed and attacked by rabies mice and mutated cockroaches, they ate my green wardrobe alive! shit, it fell into pieces..

i can't threw the wardrobe just like that, at least, not all! so, i collected a few pieces of the batang of the wardrobe and my rusty brain triggered something else useful~~~~make a TMK ..

but, everything that stand will fall, so do my TMK..it falls into pieces..shit, i need to wait next semester to have a real TMK--wooden TMK..i only have money that only enough to make my mouth smoking, other than that is BULLSHIT!!

This post is not to beg sympathy nor empathy from you, not even to attract Bersamamu, but just to express my feeling of my beloved TMK falls..huhu..arghh, too many things need to buy these days!

i am too fat to be Ricky

2009-04-18T16:42:00.003+08:00

pointless i said because all hell set loose for two bloody months clouding the sky crawled behind my back..yes, it's done..last night, was the climax for this semester..my final drama went smoothly~where i never thought it could be!

aaah, i feel plain right after the curtain of the stage closed..even though, the drama went successfully achieved, i felt neither happy nor proud nor disappointed..plain..we have been struggle like hell..endless sleepless night and fatigue..

i don't care what other group has achieved nor what people said towards my drama..since theater is passion, critic is part of it..in fact, i received countless of critic coz of i'm not perform my roles during the practice well...but, to those who saw my drama last night, you judge it yourselves!

yes, i am to fat to carry a character that require to be damn hot and fucking macho coz i'm damn not that kind of character..but,think i carry it quite okay..but, maybe different people have different perspective towards my character..lalala...

erm, i'm bored to talk about my production..but, last night proved the already-proven stuff..i always said retarded people will always be fucking bastard..their stupidity is marvelous! they are trying to show their little power they have to the most-unlikely-creature-imaginable~~~student~~us~me! damn it u asshole! he, the hall keeper, told us not to do this and that and we accept it with an open heart..he told us not to push down the table even though the drama deeply needed to do so but we put the priority aside for the sake of not making trouble..

well, during the drama, anything can happen and yes we accidently ter-push the table because it was damn dark that time..one of the chair also patah, and one of the actress was wounded due to the broken orb spreaded on the stage..

sial punya keeper, after the drama over, he rushed madly to my lecturer and complaining this and that..eh, watafak man?? we told you it was an accident and we have no intention whatsoever to do such thing...i curse him from the moment he open his fucking mouth..

well, that's people! i say nothing more..but mark my word, never give power even as small as ant to the retarded people because they will abuse it..they use it to menzalimi umat manusia ini...i hate these people with all my heart!

p/s: leave a comment for my drama..thanks
p/s: thanks for watching my drama
p/s: first time kene make-up...damn!
p/s: picture/video of my drama will be uploaded soon
p/s: who's with me against these bastards??

Ke-gem-bi-ra-an Menghisap Rokok

2009-04-12T00:14:00.004+08:00

no no no...i rather starve to the death rather than not to smoke..people (those who are not smoke) keeping tellin' me even countless of saliva poured to my face and without a second of giving up to stop smoking...watafak! i'm telling you as long as money in my pocket, i will smoke~~my one and only igniter to keep my brain works like a well-oiled-machine..i don't give a shit! i know the hazard of smoking..in fact, every time i pull out a cigar from the box, there a big-ugly-stupid and i-want-to-puke-2-your-face-twice double sided picture printed on the cover of the box...see the below picture, but don't puke coz i will...

stop telling me to stop smoking. i don't even use a single cent of your bapak's money..i know your concern but let me tell you this:

Smokers will always reject anti-smoking campaign and advice

don't you think where the government got all the money to run this country? it comes from the the taxpayers money--smokers' money~~my money..i do my part in developing the country, everyday..what is your contribution to the country ha?? please, see the benefit of smoking from hidden perspective. it may seems to be hazard but it carries a greater good to us...

i hope that no more advise from anybody to quit smoking..da naik muak sangat dah..don't you have better thing to do..i accept any critics, comments, advices but not telling me to stop smoking..but, i URGE you to pull out a cigar and ignite it and feel it to believe it..TASTING IS BELIEVING!

p/s: smoking while writing this blog.

p/s: long live all smokers in the world..

p/s: katakan TAK NAK BERHENTI MEROKOK...

end of rice-less month

2009-04-11T01:37:00.007+08:00

suffered i must say to you when i stop eating all rice-based-product and it means that i stop eating rice~~the most basic needs of us..not long but just barely one month..damn, it was a torture to me..eating just purely bread and lauk pauk when all of my friends in heaven eating the rice in paradise..

the first week was terribly hell! my hand was shaking like damn Parkinson dude! nevertheless, i, successfully, endured the first week..then, i realized that stop eating rice is totally crazy and torture, but, when looked it from the different perspective, is not about torture of not eating, but it was just a psychological attack to my mind and how i was going to manage my mental endurance~~(aku kecek supo aku ni da tip top Educational Psychology plak)

ermm, make it simple, you can do anything if you have a very strong will..phrase like "if there is a will, there is a way"...but saying it is much easier than done. trust me! can you stop eating rice for just one week? try it if you don't believe it..

seriously, i can say endurance la ape la, but, at least, i already achieve my target: NO RICE ALLOWED..so,what about you?? however, my friends amaze me because i can stop eating rice but shockingly, can't stop (or at least, reduce) my smoking habit...

i lost 9 kilograms of my fat body weight~~twice your weight (triple perhaps if you size like Khalid when you were a newborn baby.. 9kg in month! that was not just an accomplishment, the word is not suitable, is MIRACULOUSLY AMAZING, dude!

but, is not a happy ending story, today, i'm back eating the delicious white rice...i am very afraid that i will raise my weight again right before i can see my body shape change...dammit~

p/s: xde ke ubat yg bley ko tibai je ko nk makan ape tp berat badan ko x naik, x maintain, tp turun je berat badan ko...i'll bet kene telan marijuana sekilo sari baru bley kan...

this is obviously not my ass...!

Before semester close it curtain...It is heLL and I know it

2009-04-07T22:22:00.002+08:00

i bet no blog (from tesl students) was written in the past few week and two three days to come, also..seriously, people are gifted with two hands, and with test+assignment+presentation+class and many other bullshits are killing and massacre everybody.. hope everybody can endure this final week of shit in clean hand..aduh, blaja pown susa, xblaja pown susa...yes, this time is between the Devil and the deep blue sea

p/s: as always, HOPE FOR THE BEST PLAN FOR THE WORST

p/s: ask something even i know i couldn't get it, please no more assignment..

Benci Pak Guard

2009-04-03T15:23:00.002+08:00

i heard stories before a student who criticize Unit Keselamatan UiTM aka pak guard was banned from continuing the study in uitm..shit, if the story was true, and i believe the story was true, my one and only question i want to throw to these jackasses is:

~WHERE IS FREEDOM OF SPEECH??

This is a free country, at least, it 'seems' so but actually it is not..Erm, the thing is, aku kene saman hari ni by these bastards for a reason i couldn't accepted..there is no student's sticker stick to my motorcycle..dammit,i already applied it but in the system, my application for the sticker, is still not get the approval..but, the devil of hatred towards students flame the anger and shut his ears and not accepting any explanation~~~ignorance of hell! Ape masalah ko sebenarnya ha? Main rembat je nak saman orang, kalau aku saman bapak ko,camne??trase bangga x dalam hati ko??

why you want to create a system where you lack of knowledge to use your own creation..that's rubbish..people easy to do something but seriously shit speaking, they hard to maintain it..

dear my beloved readers, i know you all have bad experience with Pak Guard before..nobody likes pak guard~~not even the lecturers..they told us to respect them but they the one who do not respect us..! Am i right??

p/s: benci orang tua yang mahu kita hormat mereka tapi mereka yang baling najis pada kita..so,how are we going to respect them??

p/s: i love UiTM but don't like these people who tear the image apart..to pak guard who read this blog (if any), accept this critics with an open heart..baru la hidup aman!

usop, i am wrong...

2009-04-02T23:50:00.002+08:00

this is quotation i took, copy and paste it here, taken from usop, my housemate..thanks buddy! you open my eyes and i am totally wrong and thanks for make things right...

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"April Fool adalah contoh kejahilan orang kafir, yang menghalalkan pembohongan disebalik topeng gurauan"

Forgot where I heard that. Just think about it. April Fool is not a day to laugh (referring to what you've posted). Its a day to LIE. And after delivering lies, people laugh about it. Now, the problem is not with the laughing process, but rather it is in the fact that there could exist such a day where you are ALLOWED to lie. We can laugh on many things, but wouldn't it be better if we DON'T consider lying as a legitimate way of expressing a joke ?? Even for one day. Because Like it or not, everyone knows lying counts as a sin.. (on most cases). And there cannot be a day where lying can be miraculously allowed.

Keep in mind, this is just my opinion~

Well at least you're not celebrating an occasion that is based on such history..
one that made a mockery of our religion, that is.

Anyway, I think you guys knew this already, that in the islamic point of view (perhaps scientifically).. laughing can lead to a poor memory. Moreover our prophet Rasulullah S.A.W. would prefer to smile rather than to laugh. Not to say that laughing is totally bad.. but tOo much.. erm, lets just say less is better..

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seriously, i was fooled and become a scumbag on April the first and shits it was not funny at all..Kinah called me and said that Mc'Yett has broke her foot.so, i told Cipet~where he was in deep sleep, rushing to go to Mc'Yett house. Kinah plak bley plak Fiat Punto die g mane ntah, told to Cipet to go to take Mc'Yett.

Long story short, Kinah, actually was fooled by her friends, which i do not know, April Fool katenye..Cipet went to madness cursing things...aahh, i hate when there are people who have retarded minds...They are BASTARDS! bullshit i said to their foolish act..that's not funny,idiots! These jackasses must vanish from the face of the Earth...

APE KEJADAH SEMUA NI???

to usop, you are right about this, i have nothing more than strongly agree to your comment above...thanks for the good advise!

p/s: Fuck all the people who fool other people just to make them laugh! Dig your own asses and smell it.. see how funny it is!

when hell closes it doors shut

2009-04-02T22:21:00.008+08:00

she just remind me of my old days, days in school where teachers hold total domination and rule under veracious administration..hell!

i really want to take picture of my beloved~(damn)~ mandarin laoshi(teacher) but it just not simply can take picture just like that especially her..so, whenever you see her, APPROACH WITH CAUTION....i rather take a picture of tiger and lion (of course in zoo) rather than dare to stand in front of her and snap the picture..

she is andartu. and it stands for Anak Dara yang xbley jd Menantu! hahaha...she and other andartu(s) feel they are belong to nobody and seriously, can't have sex, and release their wrath to their students...i am the one (as always) be her punching bag..shit!

There shits happent in her class today:

1- Listening test dia mcm sial..the speakers in the cd are chinese~~pure blooded chinese~~and damn, i can't understand the speeding conversation..mu igt aku ore cino ko nok pehe kecek laju tumo lagu tuh..then, any suggestion for me what to do??tembak je la smua and never hit any targeted area! Crapt Crapt Crapt...Luckily my writing test went a little bit smoother..thank God!

2- In the middle of the writing test, came a lady in anxious, seems that something had clouded her mind..selambe dia ja masuk klas mcm tu. her eyes moved here and there and baru la ask for permission from the laoshi..she was looking for her car keys. pity!!but, her mind was under Panically Traumatised Behavior, and she,shockingly, looked under my table..da la aku tgh test..what are you looking, young lady? there nothing under the table..was she looking for the car keys or looking for something else??argh..hell no..when your mind stress with mandarin writing test, you tend to think shits!! but, i wonder if the lady can left her br**st at home, would she left it?? how come you can lost your car keys??

3- I was the last person leaving the class and when i submitted my writing paper, laoshi called me and expressed her I-BOOK-THE-HELL statement:

~~~"Afnan, here is your marks, 20.1 out 40, you just lucky you are slightly pass!"~~~

Damn! 20.1 out 40..if you rounding the score, i will get just 20%..how my marks can have point one?is it little be odd? is it just me or she the one who count it wrong??

Well, it is over now..and i glad i survive one semester with her class and there is only one more class to go and the next class just watch the role-play made from her students including me~~~~argghhh!

laugh laugh laughing...

2009-04-01T14:35:00.003+08:00

laugh is the best medicine. we all know that..well, today is April 1st and of course, it's April Fool..erm, i have read many articles and endless of lectures not to celebrate April Fool..they say it was in history, where Muslim soldiers were fooled by the Christian missionary army and they were burnt alive..

the thing is, i am not celebrating it..but,

to me, there's nothing wrong to laugh. April Fool is a day to laugh. yes, we can laugh everyday and anytime we want but it just to remind us the need to laugh~the basic of human lives~as to be part of the society~ those who are still very conservative and trying to 'protect' Islam and say it is a sin to celebrate April Fool and will be put into the hell of fire. they suppose to dakwah in so many other ways to attract the young generation and other religion believer to believe and practice Islam~~Islam is simple! remember that!

not a single country in this world has a holiday on April 1st in commemorate of the April Fool day.. aah, how i am going to say this??they told us not to do anything funny on April 1st because they afraid we are celebrating April Fool. why??human needs to laugh. laughing is an acceptance and the existence of human lives..such intolerance is unacceptable.

we are civil society, not an evil community...

well, go to hell, i laugh a lot and don't stress and grudge towards me because i just like to laugh and not just this day but anytime when things happen to be funny and i laugh about it. in fact, i laugh ALMOST everyday!

erm, the weather is dark above there, let have something that can make us laugh or at least smile even it just a bit...come on!

P/S: ~not celebrating April Fool but i do laugh today twice!

we buy we throw

2009-03-31T22:08:00.000+08:00

the title seems like a proverb and clearly, it is not..today, i saw a woman throw her goreng pisang. Goreng pisang is everybody's favorite. but, if she did not like goreng pisang, why should she bother to buy the goreng pisang after all??well. i can say that the goreng pisang was not tasty or there was a cockroach inside the banana,who knows?

but we can't simply throw all your shits everywhere. i hate people throwing rubbish~~they are some bunch of retards~~or perhaps BASTARDS might more suitable. what is wrong with their gifted hands?is it so hard to throw in the right place?argh, why? i wish that those who throw their shits everywhere will be put in the same hell as Firaun! serve the right!

one more thing, the women is a Muslim and wears tudung. she should knows better about keeping the environment clean and not to waste the rezeki given to her. dammit! how we want to make Islam to a better perspective to other people if things as simple as this they do not know?? they keep talking about others wrong doings but they the one who diverted from the right path..she should not waste her foods. keep it so she can eat it at another time..people all around the world is facing starvation and she, aahh, simply throw the food just like that..

below there is a video to remind us about the starvation. this video i made during pre degree in Malacca for one of the subject i took..

Grown up,man!

2009-03-28T10:44:00.000+08:00

look to hand,is there any kedut-kedut?look to your books, can you still read it~normally?look to your faces,is wrinkle here and there?gosh, we are to far from that,at least not for the next ten years!

we all contain crazy head with crappy mind because we are still young (at least, i feel it that way) and that is not the answer for being too childish. i am crazy to most of the stuff and most of the stuff are crazy enough, but when the sky is blue, and when the environment in deeply need for maturity, i only beg for one and only thing a man can ask, GROWN UP!

We all hypocrite! the true color is hidden by the colorful rainbow. and yes, people do judge books from its color. everybody has their own dirty little secret~~me too...

the thing is, at the age of 21~where it's a starting line of of acceptance to the society (coz you are now can cast your vote in the election and bla3) when you do something

terribly+tremendously+extremely stupid for the sake of getting the attention is BULLSHIT!

Getting the attention has nothing wrong with it but under the certain circumstances, it can be,ermm...like standing beside the door of hell! and, i dedicated this post for you and esspecially to him who has stupid hair with the green car!

Wo bu zhidao

2009-03-26T18:59:00.000+08:00

seriously, mandarin (huayu) is damn hard to learn..cerebrum is rusty these days..acquisition of a new language will be double the hard triple the hell..the lecturer, Chen laoshi, can eat a man, u know in one bite. in fact half of my ear was eaten by her~raw raw (mentah-mentah)..

today is a oral test...since i can't freely speak chinese, i need to memorize the essay and it sucks, man..rusty i said my brain is..nevertheless, i manage to memorize it in one hell night.however, during the test, i succesfully, miss behind one line that is:

"youkong de shihou, wo changchang kan dianshi he ti zuqiu"
~~During leisure time, i always watching tv and playing football~~

Arggh, why i missed that part.....crapt la! but, the thing today that can make me smiling on the way back home, under the black sky and, raining bolt to the surface of the earth, was i was not scolded by her...not even a class i missed from her wrath...well, what can i say, hell hath no fury like a woman scorned!

well, it was over, useless i said to regret the past and once again, i 'escape' from the dragon who always want to 'cekik' me every Thursday's evening...

next week will be writing test and listening test,one shot,dude! it will be another gate of hell...shit, i already can smell the smoke from hell....

my blood runs through my vein has chinese kromosom(cop,aku xamek biology) and one sentence i know the most::::::::

..............................WO BU ZHIDAO........................................

One more thing...

2009-03-26T18:36:00.000+08:00

since i am a tesl student, i must not commit any wrong-doings in grammar and syntax (which i really enjoy doing errors hahaha...)....but, i dont give a shit! someone criticize me for the grammatical errors because i'm very poor in grammar..so, just to remind you all, ignore or correct it if there is/are any gramatical error(s) in the blog...but, i'll try my best not to make errors..i'm not an angel not even a devil as well...i am me!

ke-gem-bi-ra-an in bastardizing in both Malay and English.....!

i'm sorryyy....

My first ever.......blog!

2009-03-26T18:02:00.000+08:00

On this peaceful evening, my brain triggered me to write my blog--my first ever blog i ever written. it seems that all my friends have a blog..at least, i have place to share my thought and views. i don't care if nobody wants to read my blog coz i just simply want to write..before this, i always think that people writing diaries are living in their own world and sharing their life into words and the words into books or diaries but aaah, i am totally wrong!

F.Y.I, the man who switch me on for the blog is bruda bear (thanks buddy)..i like to read his blog and read other blogs because i can see many thing through words.

before i go any further, you, the reader out there and view this blog, are hereby are agree to:

If any pictures that have your face and anything that related to you or to those who you know, be proud and we are really sorry for any inconvenience caused..there is no copyright for any picture, videos or thought shown.so,please dont sue me! remember it's just for the sake of entertaiment..If you view this blog, and hereby that you are agree with all terms and regulations and you dont have the right to sue us or whatsoever that can harm me and anybody that have the connection with this profile...

Some of my friends are betting that i will not post anything for the blog after ten blogs i post (pehe ke dok ni?). but, as long as my eyes can see, as long as my hand can dance, and as long as my mind do it magic,,,i will write the blog..

Thanks....

p/s: i always~~~~HOPE FOR THE BEST, PLAN FOR THE WORST