Archive for August 2011

Senyum itu sedekah. Walaupun pada orang tak kenal. Walaupun diri sebenarnya huru-hara, porak peranda.

“Cause last raya I gave you my heart but the very next day you gave it away. This year, to save me from tears, I’ll give it to someone special.”

This is so me.

A quart of Baskin Robbins’ Strawberry Cheesecake ice cream!

Too bad they didn’t have Chocolate Chip Cookie Dough flavor.

Tah la. Aku tak tau nak cakap macam mana. Ni macam masalah dalaman gila babi. And i must say i’m kinda down with this.

Last relationship was tough. I’ve gone through many predicaments which I think I dont have to disclose here. Banyak jugak la yang aku kongsi dengan dia. 2 years kot. Tapi at last, I was the one yang mintak break. Haha. Gila tak gila. Gila lah jawabnya.

And then, sebelum break, we sort of dah janji won’t forget each other, will remain friends blablabla. Tapi, the last time i checked, Facebook dia delete aku, Twitter pun tak follow aku dah.

Mak ai? Dia ni memang nak lupakan aku betul betul ke? Mana janji dia yang dulu? Aku betul-betul terkilan kat situ.

Hmm. Going through this, I think I need more support daripada dia. Takdelah dumped mcm tu je. It doesn’t matter who dumps who tapi come on, I was your love life for last two years and we went through things together.

Arghhh. Sedih tau tak. Sangat sedih.

:(

Hari ni keluar dengan Aida macam yang dijanjikan dua hari lepas. Dia bawak adik dia sekali. Tak sangka adik dia pun lebih kurang dia jugak tapi lagi sengal.

Haha.

Pergi Sunway Pyramid lebih kurang dalam pukul 3.00 mcm tu. Daripada jauh dah tengok dah kereta berasak-asak nak masuk car park. So, apa lagi. Terus drive ke valet parking.

Bayar RM10 and bajet macam kejar masa gila babi padahal tak pun.

Dah beli barang sana, dah beli barang sini, tapi jam baru pukul 5.00.

Mula-mula ingat nak kill time dekat Subang Parade tapi Manhattan Fish Market sana full house.

Terus je la pergi kat Manhattan Fish Market Sunway Pyramid. Alhamdulillah, ada tempat kosong lagi.

Puas hati la jugak. Dapat la beli shirt satu, walaupun takde mood nak raya sangat.

:)

Alkisahnya, aku pergi airport hari tu hantar Faizal Matsin balik Sabah. Sibuk betul dia nak wrap kotak dia.

Kitorang pergi la beratur kat SecureWrap tu. Pastu ternampak pulak org bawak basikal kecik yg budak-budak main tu utk wrap. Instant wth!

Macam kelakar je nak wrap mende tu?

Once in many months.

Ramadhan bukan bulan nak rajin ibadah, tapi bulan nak tambah ibadah. Kalau Ramadhan baru nak rajin, bulan yang lain macam mana pula?

Aku tak concentrate solat Jumaat tadi.

Hati tak tenang betul bila terfikirkan pasal kena pindah ke kampus Puncak Alam. Kena duduk sana.

SAKITNYAAAAAA HATI BILA..

Bila terbaca kat jadual kat ICRESS yang Fakulti Pengurusan Perniagaan takde bangunan sendiri tapi kongsi dengan Fakulti Sains Kesihatan (FSK).

Whatthefuck they are doing man? Pindahkan students tapi facility tak siap lagi? Kan dah bagus FBM duduk kat UiTM Shah Alam tu.

SAKIT HATI

Bila terfikir kena beli barang-barang baru macam tempat letak baju, meja study & macam-macam yang lain. Takkan nak angkut daripada rumah pulak.

In fact, katil & meja study aku kat rumah ni aku baru beli masa masuk degree Julai 2010 dulu. Duit sewa rumah lagi, makan lagi, internet lagi, api & air. 

Arghhh…

Had my buka puasa at Hotel Intercontinental, Jalan Ampang which replaced Hotel Nikko next to the Citibank building yesterday.

It was the first hotel that I saw such beautiful surau in such respect and Muslim’s prayer needs are taken into account very carefully. But unfortunately, there weren’t many patrons. I guess because it’s maghrib.

It made sense.

It’s good to get out of the city once in a while. It was an impulse journey indeed.

Only made up my mind yesterday and phoned few friends to make it happen.

So here i am, typing this on my little virtual keyboard, at KL Sentral, waiting for my train to South.

Goodbye KL!

Selamat Hari Raya!

alluringlycharismatic:

I’m a lesbian so i must have a crush on every girl i see.

I have alot of guy friends so i must be fucking every single one of them.

I smile alot, so i must have the perfect life.

I listen to reggae, so I must be a stoner.

My opinion matters, so I must be a bitch.

I’m comfortable with my body, so I get around?

I’m friends with a lot of guys, so I’ve must have hooked up with all of them.

I like to help out, so I must be a suck up.

I’m black, so I must be ghetto.

I’m black, so I must be stupid.

I’m Mexican, so I must be low class.

I’m bisexual, so I must get around.

I’m straight up blunt, so I must be a bitch.

I like to drink, so I must be an alcoholic.

I don’t hang out with guys, so I must be a lesbian.

I cut myself so I must be emo.

I’m bisexual, so none of my girl friends can feel safe.

I laugh and smile, so I cannot be depressed.

I like spending my day at home, so I don’t have any friends

I am gay, so i must be bullied

Most of my friends are dudes, so I must be a tomboy.

I’m on Tumblr, so I must have zero friends in real life

I’m a Muslim, so I must be a terrorist

I make alot of mistakes so I must be stupid/retarded.

I strongly defend LGBT so I must be gay.

I’m from a broken family, so I must be a rebel.

I like rasta colors, so I must smoke weed.

I’ve had sex, so I must be a slut.

I’ve made mistakes, so I must be untrustworthy.

I really love him, so I must hold on.

I’m a Filipino, so I must be a maid.

I really love him, so I must be taken for granted.

I’m a Politician, so I must be corrupt.

I’m Blonde, so I must be really stupid.

I’m wearing a black shirt, so I must be emo.

I wear make up, so I must be a flirt.

I make alot of mistakes, so I must be hated.

I am a teenager, so I must be misunderstood.

I’m an atheist, so I must hate Christians.

I’m nice to the people I don’t like, so I must be fake.

I’m fat, so I must eat all the time and have healthy problems

I’m latina, so I must be stupid and dirty

I’m comfortable with my sexuality, so I must be a whore

I’m honest, so I must be full of myself.

I’m from New Jersey, so i must be dirty.

I smile, so i must not have any problems.

I’m confident, so i must be stuck up.

I stand up for myself, so i must be a bitch.

I smoked once, so i must be a pot head.

I have a lot of guy friends, so i must have slept with all of them.

I made mistakes in the past, so i always will.

I did the wrong thing once, so i must be a fuck up.  

I smile, i must never cry.

Mengapa kamu kafir kepada Allah, padahal dahulunya kamu mati (ketika masih berupa mani di dalam salbi bapa kamu), lalu Allah menghidupkan kamu; kemudian mematikan kamu lalu menghidupkan kamu kembali, kemudian kepada Allah kamu dikembalikan.

We lost but we are not losers. Remember that.

This could be my Ramadhan story of the decade. I never encounter such experience ever in my life.

Cut the story short, last 2 days, I went to pasar ramadhan in Section 18, Shah Alam. Weren’t seeking much as the main intention was to just keep my friend companied.

So I saw this one stall selling tepung pelita. Traditional Malay delicacy which is famous during the fasting month. I approached the stall to buy.

“Tepung pelita nak dua ringgit, asingkan 3 daripada bekas tu,” i said to the girl selling the tepung pelita. She was with her dad selling it under her mother’s name I guess “Ani Tepung Pelita”.

I think she couldn’t apprehend my instruction well as she was struggling with the polystyrene box.

Her dad saw how she did it and all of sudden, “cepat sikit, IQ rendah, otak lembab, bengap!”. Her dad said to her.

SHE’S ONLY A SMALL GIRL, MAN. Small! I think she must be around 11-13 years old.

I was stunted, on the spot! How dare a dad say such to his daughter? And guess what, he also didn’t understand the instruction so who’s the one lower IQ and stupid?

C’mon guys, as a parent, I know things get tensed up sometimes and you could lose temper because of the pressure. I don’t mind you’re scolding your daughter in front of the public but watch out your words.

She might seemed okay but internally, she might be demotivated and her self esteem might be affected too. We don’t know how deteriorated she could be.

There are many other situations that could question their position as a parent to wonderful children.

Don’t jeopardize their future.

“Ya Allah, Kau hapuskanlah dosa hambaMu ini, anak kepada hambaMu. Kau angkatlah namaku maka Kau hapuskanlah dosa-dosaku ya Allah,”