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Semoga Syawal 1428 ini membawa kegembiraan

p/s : ceyy ayat x le bla.

ok guess what? we're finally having english class this sem. and i thought - oh ok. this is soo my forte. since summer, i had come to realize that my english is currently very umm unfeasible (?), if thats the right way of saying it. in short - memalukan.

so i thought - oh well, we're finally taking english and maybe, just maybe i can write/talk about something substancial. but my first english class , o dear lord forgive me for this ;


VERB : to add up
NOUN : addition
SIGN/SYMBOL : +(plus)
EXAMPLE : 5 + 3 = 8
EVERYDAY USE : 5 and 3 is 8



to add up?? TO ADD UP?? ADDITION??? the fuuuckk is this????






kebas otak ke tidak?? you tell me.

ok seriously after being a frigging blogging-sloth for a long time, the momentum just doesnt seem to kick in.

interesting enough, the thing that actually makes me start to write again - oh well, sebab aku mahu puji diri sendiri. sebab nak bagitahu satu dunia, aku buat murtabak sendiri!! kahkah. tak main la segera-segera ni (*kenyit mata kepada intan).

after going through one week ramadhan in malaysia and then coming back here to continue the rest of the holy month - wow - baru rasa macam bersyukur gila duduk malaysia. hari-hari pergi bazaar pon tak apa. walaupun jam sial kat sec14 tu. semata-mata kerana gua nak murtabak. i never knew myself that im such a big fan of it till then.

lepas tu the day we arrived here, berbuka dengan seronding dan telur goreng (because there were nothing else in the fridge. kalau ada pun aku macam was-was nak makan. 2 bulan yo.. macam-macam aktiviti bulih berlaku. termasuk aktiviti pemandirian species kulat dan cendawan). konklusi hari pertama buka puasa di bocholt : sedih sebab makanan gila tak best.

even after 3 weeks the desire to gob murtabak never seemed to cease. thus the effort to finally materialize the craving. dan hasil;

jeng jeng!

PUAS HATI OKAYYY!

walaupun bentuk tak sekata, aku dah tak heran sama murtabak bazaar ramadhan! (cey.. sebnanya nak kata murtabak aku sama taraf dengan yang kat kedai - just in case korang tak reti nak interpret).

konklusi entry kali ini : nak muntah tak baca entry puji diri sendiri ini? jangan muntaaaaah, nanti batal posa. lalala.

lagu ini jahat. kenapa sepanjang-panjang masa lain dia tak mahu main dalam kepala tapi masa tengah jawab paper dia nak kelua? ha? sapa nak jawab ni?


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gamba melepak dan gath telah selesa di muatnaik. sekian.


sila klik ---------> potopeges saya

sebab fp weng dua tiga hari ni aku aplod la skit2 kat sini. heh.

aku masuk lelain later. btw kemere piya gamba lagi best.

UPDATES !!

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eff this cause this sucks.

wuuuu saya rindu glace. mahu ke zaman muda-mudi dahulu.. they put the GLAD in GLADIATORS.


tapi tak mahu ada YM. sebab dia saiko. lala.

ugh. my skin just doesnt do me any justice!!

i fuuuucking hate itttt!!!

and my stubby little fingers too.

i just think its not fair at all for people who have long fingers but they dont appreciate them by not doing anything. not doing anything, i mean, not manipulating the great length of the fingers to optimum usage.

seriously. macam tak aci gila orang jari panjang-panjang hanya pergi buat manicure ja. who the hell cares how your fingers look like?? well, yea okay. people care. but even worse, people who never did manicure. ambik jari aku aja laaa.

it kills me because everytime i played the piano i have to play the keys extra fast (sebab stubby tak boleh reach one whole octave). and i cant play power chords on guitars (sebab jari cam cacat tak boleh nak stay still for the posture). etc etc. cant think of any anymore but those kept me crazy alright.

if i could go under the knife to mend my fingers, i prolly would. i kid, i kid, i wont. oh wait. but would i?? hmm.

so anyways this is prolly the hormone talking. or the rashes on my face talking. its driving me up the wall, like, sheeeeesssssssshhhhhhhh!! my face is oily one day and on the other it would just dry up and peel off. and for the love of god, stop hurting me! it hurts like a burning devil. so every 2 hours i would grunt like a grizzly bear and then rub my face all over like a cat cleaning his face and then as a finale - i holler. like a distressed maniac. which i am.

lala. and im having mechanic exam in less than 48 hours. icing of the cake.

sudah bertahun-tahun saya suka lagu ini.

Sekai ni Hitotsu Dake no Hana
Artist: Smap

There's no need to be No. 1
you've always been a very special only one.

I saw many kinds of flowers lined up in front of the flowershop.
everyone has their favorite kinds but all of them are pretty.
Without competing to see which was the best among them,
they were standing straight up proudly inside the bucket.
So why then do we humans have to compare ourselves to one another?
Eventhough each and every person is different,
why do we want to be number one?
Yes we are each..

a flower unlike any other in the world
and each and everyone of us carries a different seed
We should focus all our efforts on trying to make that flower bloom.

There are people who are constantly unsure of what they want,
as they laugh a little put out.
It can't be helped, all those flowers,
that did everything they could to bloom, are pretty.
when at last that person comes out of the store,
they're holding a colorful bouquet
and I see them smiling happilly as they go by me.
I never knew their name but
that day they made me smile.

we too are like flowers that bloom in places where no one pays any attention.
Yes we too are each...

a flower unlike any other in the world
and each and everyone of us carries a different seed
We should focus all our efforts on trying to make that flower bloom.

Small flowers and big flowers, none are the same as one another.
There's no need to be No. 1
you've always been a very special only one.

aw man.

ingatkan tengok balik back to the future trilogy would stink. because i hate the 80s. tapi masa dulu kan filem tu macam meletop.

oh but wow. masih meletop-letop. hehe.


i loiike!

pernahkah anda mempunyai barang yang anda dapat/jumpa/secara kebetulan berada di dalam pencil box anda semasa waktu sekolah dahulu? iyah saya ada. hehe.

sebatang pencil mekanikal berwarna hijau. saya pon tak pasti macam mana pencil itu bulih menjadi kepunyaan saya. mungkin saya pinjam daripada rakan saya dan terlupa untuk pulangkan. mungkin ada orang yang terjumpa pensel itu dan mencampaknya kedalam pencl box saya yang besar dan menyerupai beg mekap itu. atau mungkin kerana meja saya selalu sangat bersepah dan semua sampah masuk dalam beg saya (yang berwarna putih-lama-lama-jadi-kelabu itu).

aaah walau atas apa-apa sebab pon, pensel itu telah menjadi barang kegemaran saya. saya rasa saya akan teramat sangat sedih sekali sekiranya saya hilangkan pensel itu. walaupun saya tidak pernah tahu brand apakah pensel itu - sebab batang brand pensel itu telah patah sejak pertama kali saya terpandang ia. nasib baik saya memegang pensel tersebut semasa beg saya dicuri di KBU. (walaupun saya pecah hati jugak kerana graphic kalkeleter TEXAS saya hilang lesap tanpa bayang).

apa yang saya cuba ketengahkan ialah - takkan hilang SSP selama saya bersama pensel itu. dan barang free memang saya simpan elok-elok. heheh.

kerana niki nak denga schnappi, aku letak schnappi balik. hahah cam mtv demand lak.

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aaaanyways.

my life recently has been so disgusting. ugh. disgusting even i cant stand it.

not on anybody's account but solely mine.

sloth, people, is one of the deadliest sin. ooooooo suweet suuweeet sin. but deadly. and disgusting. and if sloth is something solid that stick on me, i'd just scrap my back till i bleed. unfortunately, procrastination is, i personally believe, another deadly sin. so, ya see, to even scrap the sloth, i'd procrastinate.

hmph. self-loathing is pathetic. i'm disgusting.

schnee schnaa schnappi.. schnappi schnappi schnapp!!

fuckety fuckety fuck.

guess what?

its never a good idea to sleep back after pulling an all-nighter and hope that you'll wake up in an hour time. its like going against the natural law. youre gonna be black-out prone.

so my plan was to wake up at 7 and leave for class at 730. guess what? i woke up at 846. elly mustve been screaming to drag me out of bed. i. just. couldnt. hear. her. so i slept back, thinking - oh tak apalah. i just missed the class. ill go for the labs.

but guess what?? i woke up 15 min before lab starts.

the fuck??? my brain swirled like a tornado, causing my muscles to act the same. i hadnt printed out my lab report thats due today. but i panicked too much to control what im doing.

so i called and called and called elly. tough luck, coverage's really bad at school. so now she pretty much doesnt know whats going on, im missing for lab.

called shaz. he said - oh tak apa la. kalo ko kena buat lab later, aku tak pergi jugak hari ni. kite buat later a. bless his soul. not that i mind doing it alone. alah sempoi je pon.

so now, i guess elly mustve been cursing us for not coming and giving her a heads up, putting her in the spotlight - an uncomfortable one, i might add. (because 1) she'll be question prone during lab and 2)people will ask questions of our absence - and she knows jack.)

oh fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuck.

i hadnt slept.

and i got class at 8. (cewah pergi kelas)

but i still am gonna sleep.




so help me God to drag my ass off bed.

aku mengaku. aku suka lagu ska.

tahu mana aku pertama kalinya dengar pasal ska? PKN. oleh mat-mat rempit semodul dengan aku. walaupun aku seratus peratus tidak menyokong aktiviti malam mereka, aku terpaksa mengaku. taste muzik mereka boleh digunapakai. lawak mereka juga boleh digunapakai. walaupun memang tidak hilang unsur-unsur kerempitan, tetapi sekurang-kurangnya mereka tidak menyelitkan lawak-lawak apek/senario (yang aku langsung tidak paham).

apa-apa pun, lagu ska sedap. tidak sesemak lagu hiphop. yang merimaskan. apabila mendengar lagu ska aku merasakan seperti berada di tepi pantai. yelah, ala-ala reggae/surf music.

menyentuh subject surfing, semalam aku bermimpi bahwasanya bapak aku menjadi seorang surfer. heh. cool jugak.

but you know what they say about surfers. they're beach bums. and that's never a good thing.

apa-apa la. aku bebal elektrik+elektronik. (<-- tak berkaitan langsung).

call me slow.

but i absolutely had no idea that malaysia now ban pan-asians from advertisements.

wow. so now maya karin isnt gonna be in any ad anytime soon, huh? yela tuuuu.

anyways thats not any of my concerns at all. the thing about ads in malaysia that i personally find irritating is, the shenanigans they uttered although in bm but oh so rich of accent.

i. absolutely. find. it. appalling.

hanya dolly can pull it off. because she got the personality. and the velvety tone.

bukan the high frequency that you usually hear during maxis/clean n clear/apa-apa ad berkenaan dengan teenagers. the squeaking high pitch with a splash of gedikness (ala-ala nora danish) chichied with fake accent. mengada.

and thats how young people (who thought they somewhat belong to the upper class of the society) now in malaysia speak.

muse me some more.

ach. pressure, ohne Scheiß.