the ugly truth; a true story.

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(nota: gambar tiada kena mengena dgn post)

Ayat pembuka kata yg cliche bg blog post si pemerhati politik utp berkenaan pilihan raya kampus (prk) yg lepas seperti dibawah:

"pilihan raya kampus UTP (prk) dah berakhir, tahniah pada yg menang, yg kalah cuba lagi..."


bosan kan? ayat camtuh je dok ulang tiap tiap tahun, balik balik ayat camtuh jugak. LAGI BOSAN bile, 'puak-puak tu' jugak yg menang.
aku ade nak cite pengalaman aku. korang nak dengar tak? pengalaman ni dari pandangan aku. takpela, aku cite je.

mase MAS:
dulukan, mase MAS (Minggu Aluan Siswa). masuk UTP, siyes aku jakun tgk bro² MPP. segak bergaya. tapi aku dah lupe ar sme. yg aku ingat Nu'man dgn presdnt RM skang. mase tuh aku pandang tinggi MPP. kaw kaw nye tinggi.

"Deorang ni bertanding pilihan raye kot, mesti pilihanraya mpp meriah, ramai penyokong etc"

lepastuh malam-malam, ade ceramah kat masjid, dgn aktiviti smart group. abg mende ntah name die. korang nak tahu sape smart group skali ngan aku?
Boy cine, Nizam, Hatta, Matpih, Lang, bot, enzo dan beberapa lagi yg aku da lpe.

mase tuh aku tak nampak pn lagi pasal RM ni. aku heran gak, mane la dtg bro² smart group nih ,ade dekat 40 orang, deorang mpp gak ke? mase tuh aku rase mcm ye la, since aktiviti tuh buat time MAS.

mase foundy:
hari hari pegi kelas, kadang² brader smart group carik, sms dll. tapi kami boh-layan. sbb kami da pakat. taknak pg. ko tgk ar sape smart group ngan aku.hahahaha!. ade skali tuh, die ajak futsal. boy ngan nizam paling smangat. tp last2 aku ngan hatta je yg bangun. hampeh tol.tapi mase tuh, pilihanraya da dekat. aku cam excited la. sbb aku igt mmg meriah. lagipun mase tuh ade senior aku kat skolah dulu bertanding. so cam ade rase belong gak ah.

ade sehari tuh aku jmpe senior pompuan nih. semabng punye sembang, die pn sohla aku undi die. ngan kawan2 die. die cakap, yg laen th tak boleh pakai. aku pn, cam lagi semngat la nak mngundi. malam tuh, mase aku nk g kafe makan, tibe² aku nampak brader smart grup aku, tgh lepak dgn hatta, nizam ngan boy. aku pn pegi la. kami lepak², tanye khabar sme. pastu die pn encourage soh mengundi. bagus. so, sbb kami pn tak kenal sape yg nak dipilih, kami pn tanye la, mane yg patut kami pangkah. die pn ckp la sekian-sekian. die ckp deorang 5 nih bagus. dalam 5 orang tuh tak silap aku, ade foreigner sorang. aku tanye la, knpe kene undi foreigner nih? brader tuh cakap, nnti urusan dgn rector senang, sbb rector dengar cakap foreigner.

tgh malam tuh, kat bilik, tgh lepak-lepak. dtg lagi sorang brader nih, pakai baju melayu, lebai bagai sme siap.dtg bawal gule² dan mempromote rakan rakan deorang.mule2 die ckp utk sorang je. lepas th, tibe2 tambah sampai 5, termasuk foreigner tuh. aku cam oh, mmg kene undi. 3 orang dah soh aku undi deorang nih. mesti budak2 nih bagus.

tibe hari mengundi, deorang menang. lepas mengundi, senyap habis sme. tapi xpe ah, budak foundy kot, senior ade hal lagi penting. tapi mase time mengundi, ade skit je budak yg dtg, ramai dak, foundy ngan fes year. yang senior tak nampaaaak pn. ke deorang slot laen? pelik gak.

mase first year:
Aku nih gelot dok join event th, event nih. mule-mule aku join rakan exco-mpp. untuk publication and promotion. datang interview, rambut panjang sme. tapi last2 dapat. tiap meeting aku pegi. tp tak pernah pn dapat satu kerje. ade skali soh aku buat poster, aku dah hantar sme, tbe2 tak pernah nampak pn poster aku tergantung. aku pn mcm pelik. takpela, maybe aku nih baru fes year, deorang tak pandang sgt. so be it.

Lepas tuh, aku join mcm2 kelab dan event.event besar yg aku join adelah convofair.event mpp.skali dgn zahid.siyes do, mmg best. tp most of the time,bile ktorang tgk sekeliling, majority komitte adelah golongan 'puak-puak tuh'.even the hicom itself.tapi time tuh aku mmg pikir, sbb bdak bdak laen mmg tak join pn event2 camnih. sbb bg deorang, buat pe nak jadi budak-budak gelot tak tido siang malam demi sijil. at least 'puak-puak tuh' nak buat keje.time kerje, seronok gak la, ade member, deorang dgr gak pendapat aku, cme, kadang-kadang, idea aku kene neglect, sebab birokraasi orang atas la, itula, inila. mase aku balik bilik, aku ade la kenal sorang mamat nih. die buat keje leh la tahan, die tanye aku, ko dari convo ke? aku jawab la, aah. pastu aku igt die komite gak, sbb die dtg interview harituh, die senior btw, die pandang kat aku, die cakap, satu hari nnti kaw tau. aku mcm zzzzzzz. pehal lak mamat nih.

Lepas tuh aku join CG, bukan "Chinese Guy" dalam post lepas. ni Corporate Grooming, tapi jadi bekup cameraman je pn. but, the event was fun. even ko cameraman jemputan pn, deorang trime pandangan kaw. ye la, lgpn kerje ngan member-member. mesti ar seronok.

Aku pn pernah join komiti eupho.mase aku dtg interview, head aku nih junior. die tahu je aku ade pengalaman design stret die senyum.mase aku dtg meeting first, well, ade 3 orang melayu laen dalam department th. and, i must say, even aku jwatan kecik je, tapi die threat aku baik kaw kaw nye.yg penting, die dgr pandangan aku.

mase 2nd year nak naek 3rd year
Adelah mase utk prk. mase nih ramai kawan-kawan aku join. wah seronok gitu. mase penamaan calon, sme berjalan lancar. tapi aku sian kat piah. die dpt banyak gile bantahan. mcm biase, 'puak-puak tuh' mainkan peranan deorang. tapi bantahan pn takyah la over sgt, sampai rambut pn nak jadi issue. mase tuh ktorang yg pemerhati politik nih mcm, wtfisshhh. ape yg jadi mcm nih. fair fight skit. piah tak harm you guys pn. kenape nak buat personal attack. belom masuk gelanggang da ckp die tayang rambut, takleh masuk gelangang. haih.

Mase pembacaan manifesto. wow, 5 orang yg dari 'puak-puak tuh' sokongan nye ramai skalik. dgn maskot sme. mcm-mcm lagi. so bile pembacaan manifesto bukan maen lantang. dari yg ENGLISH TERABUR BILE PRESENT KAT DALAM KELAS, tibe-tibe dah jadi sperti obama (sbb karangan manifesto orang tolong, mcm obama yg ade SU). dan soalan ssh yg boleh dijawab dalam mase 3 saat, tanpa berfikir. saya bagi contoh:
time tuh ade 11 calon untuk 5 kerusi panas. tapi, calon, A,B,C,D dan E adalah disokong 'puak-puak tuh'. so bile time Q&A session. penyokong calon A tanye soalan kat calon C. penyokong calon C tanye soalan kat calon B and so forth. so dalam bahasa melayunye, soalan telah diplan. camtuh la. the constructed question.

mase intern
Dok bace blog orang je, pasal keadaan utp. dan smalam prk da berakhir. yeap, syndrome yg same, taktik yg same, puak yg same. takde yg berubah. pengundi yg berdaftar ramai je kat utp. tapi yg turun mengundi majority adelah, foundy, dan fes year. yg seprtimane kite tahu, ape yg telah jadi kat diri aku nih mase time foundy dulu. budak-budak senior takturun bhai, sebab, deorang rase mengundi nih cam buang mase. kalo turun pn, alih2 nnti 'puak-puak tuh' jgk yg menang. lgpn tak ramai sgt amek port pasal politik. so beginilah one sided game di utp. tak banyak berubah.ade pihak mahukan perubahan, but its hard to go againts the odds.

So far, inilah. cube korang ddk kat tempat aku. ko bayangkan, organisasi yg ko sanjung tinggi-tinggi mase ko tgh jadik budak ingus dulu, rupenye didalangi macam-macam bende.dan akhirnya ko jadi frust dgn kenyataan yg huduh. lol. tapi xpe ah. aku rase buat 10 tahun mase akan datang. bende ni akan ulang-ulang. sampai la revolusi betol-betol jadik. tapi, boleh jadik ke?

Aku rase, ramai je yg sependapat, tapi deorang buat tak heran, sbb tak nampak pn election ni bende yg penting kat deorang. kat UTP ade lg 75% student yg kaki bola, dota, gig, art, photo, mat moto, lepak, downloaders, hackers, clubbing dan stereotypers yang lain dan aku rase deorang pn sedar yg deorang tak sekepale dgn 'puak-puak tuh'. revolusi itu tidak mustahil, cume kalo cakap je (macam yg aku buat sekarang) mmg tak kemane. haha, ciao folks!

Case Study #1

(Disklaimer: this post has nothing to do with stereotyping and racism)

as I'm going to have my morning sip yesterday, i met this two fellow co workers. one person is a Chinese guy, wearing slack and shirt who always took 2 fags in a row and have a pair of glasses. the other is a Malay guy, t shirts and jeans, once have used glasses but giving it up after a lasik operation and most of the time, he ask me for a fag. but he did bought me a box of 20s yesterday.
the Chinese guy = CG
the Malay guy = MG

(Note: their details have nothing to do with this post)

Background:
Both of them from the same department. Last Friday they have their department annual dinner at Hard Rock Hotel Penang. here is the [link]. I was not in the same department, FYI, my department will be having annual dinner at the same hotel this coming December.

(Note: the italicize phrase also have nothing to do with this post)

Starting Point:
They both said "what's up. man" to each other, typical conversation openers. and then the conversation started when MG ask CG "I wonder, is it the rainy season of the year"...

(Note: it has been a while since I've been at the lobby with MG sipping fags, trust me, that question is the same question he ask me every time he want to start a conversation)

CG just smile and then they were talking about their department dinner. when MG said the hotel was classy, bla bla bla and bla. Unfortunately, CG have a different opinion, he said that, on his view, the hotel looks like a USA cheap motel seen in the television.

(Hint! One easy example of the motel; the motel that rented by Earl and Randy Hickey from My Name Is Earl series [link])

and CG arguing about the overprice even though it looks cheap. and they both agrees that it was the brands that make the price jumps high.

Development Phase:
CG starting to tell his bad experience staying at another particular hotel, which was a 5 stars hotel, MG also have a stories of his own. They move from one hotel, to another. From the bed size, the size of balcony, the free stuff, the towel, the food and even about the hallway. One lead to another until CG said something about this particular hotel.

(Note: I already forgot the name, sorry)

CG said that, there are also prostitution service provided at that hotel, with the range of RM 500 - 600 per night. and it was called "escort service".

Climax:
They were laughing about it, I'm smiling of course, there were no opening for me to be included inside the conversation, and they were talking about big bucks hotel. I never been once to any of that before. the best way to camouflage; blend in the laugh and nod your head.

the laughing stop when CG mentioned this ugly truth:

Some professional women workers in China, i.e lawyers and etc, also involved in the prostitution business where they can make up to 20 grand per night.

after that MG was disturb with this question in his head:

"What is the different of a 20 grand prostitute with a 500 one? is it the looks? more boobs? service? if it a service, what kind of service that she'll give worth of 20k?"

that question leave white spaces into the conversation. and the pace becomes slower.

Dead end:
they agrees on that how the markets are. the price is possible to reach millions when demands still exist. Sometimes, rich people want to show their power and make it as a trophy, bla bla bla bla and whatnot. At the end, after CG finish his 2nd fag, we walk our own path to our cubical. MG passed by me and he was chuckling to himself.

"20 grand per night?"

so that conclude our 1st Case Study.

prepared by:
Dehaq, ciao folks!

Lima tahun dari sekarang (the making)

I think I'm so gonna came out with that post, and keep it here in this blog database, so that, 5 years later I'll be reading it again and laugh about the stupidity. It will be some kind of time capsule in my own way.

so i think i should brainstorming on what to write, and do some drafting before publishing it. working life? love life? (cliche, cliche) family life? and what else? bla.. bla..

but, will this blog maintain it existence?. well, let just hope a good thing from it.

and i am planning to make a new template for this blog.
(Ceh, figura metafora pn tak siap-siap lagi)

I'm a half hearted person in everything. I want to be a photographer, designer, singer songwriter, writer, novel reader, web designer or even a futsal player. but it will always ended up in the middle. or Quarter. haha. its hard to be me. and i always envy those people who have the willingness to finish the thing that they started.
maybe thats why i'm undecided
"still searching for his trueself"

hurm..
btw this is my tumblr. just becareful, it might be hazardous to your health. haha!

i'm off for now. ciao folks!

the weight that was on my shoulder

to be forgiven, we need to forgive others, and vice versa. well, i guess these few days i really learn a lot from that too. its not that i did not know about it. but sometime, we tend to forget. thats why, we need friends to reminds us about those thing. do ya get my point folks?

furthermore, i was burden with plenty of works at office recently. well, not burden actually, its more too the reluctance of a lazy dope to change his attitude. haha! i need to less the time spent with facebook, farmville, twitter, and gtalks in order to less the burden. well, Altera did pay me for the hours i spent there, and there's nothing as free lunch. Please forgive me for the unreplied IM's and comments.

and about BENDERA. well, it manages to make me giggles for few days. indonesian media really plays their cards well and create a community of narrow minded nasionalisme emotional freako. I dont want to elaborate more about it here. because if i start, it'll be longer than this or even longer than penanya's post. but what really makes me piss off is this. well, they really needed others help rather than us. baek nye bagi madu, tuba plak dicampak. okay stop. let us try not to be emotional and narrowed our mind. haha!

and readers as an announcement, paperme is back! for those who's around penang, kulim or SP tomorow (October 10th) try not to missed this. it is our first cameo after a long hiatus.

we will be here from noon till late.

and these are the two tshirt available, be the first to put your hands on it



i think i've done enough with this post. fuuuh~ ciao folks!



Fridays

people, webs, and magazines around me, are making a fuss about the movie avatar. i don't know why. but it must be something since its a fuss. right? i feel like an alien right now, because I did not get the fuss. why are these ppl going crazy about those blue aliens? i need answers.

and to summarize this week, natural disasters are everywhere. named it. typhoon, quakes, tsunami, and icy rain in pahang. both poles are melting, and anti-Christ are on his way. its Armageddon era. but never mind, we're gonna die anyway. so lets be prepared (religiously, physically, and mentally) for it. Yeap, I'm harsh in this post but lets accept the fact.

have a splendid weekend guys. enjoys every bits of it while you can. ciao folks!

macam burung?

Last week, on my way back home, my ear stumble upon this song, I'm like a bird by Nelly Furtado and my head flashes back all the memories through my first year as a hostel student back in 2001. 8 years baaaaack. i must say i cherish the year 2001 itself because it was the turning point of my life. Back before 2001, people around called me 'Hanis' and i'm a kid who always play safe with rule, primary bloke who would always be seen with book. you see, back then, my life would always be with tuition, school and books. by books i mean ACADEMICAL BOOKS FILLED WITH ACADEMIC CONTENT. there was no the butterfingers, guitar, games, arts, drawings or afro hair. at school people would see me as a plump with tucked shirts and "rambut skema". (okay peeps, its not something to be proud of). my only out of academic achievement is to join school team for "Pertandingan Kuiz Matematik peringkat PKG Telok Kechai". yeap unfortunately it was also for achademic course.

So enuf said, 2001, being a junior for all the ruthless, barbaric and violent senior (which is whom i turn out to be 4 years later. lol) i always played safe in everything. plays with the rule, and lay low and be unseen. and sometime, i would try to "kissing ass" some of them by this phrase

"Abang², saye nak pergi Ko Op (koperasi), ade sape² nak pesan?"

and then i would help them buy all those things.
OKAY KIDS DONT F*ING TRY TO DO THIS, BCUZ THIS IS F*ING MADDNESSSSSS. i think i was the only person in the school history who pulled it off. and it is weird. and YES, you may get some brilliant rep sheet with the senior, and they would try not to harass you since you are the one who would call jambu and stuff. but the hell with it. like i care, at least i played safe and not to be pick as a punching bag during nights.

Months later, there are cases where some form 1 students was questioned by the teachers and wardens about seniors ruthless agenda during nights. and i knew who and whom.unlucky me i was questioned back by the senior. And i leaked the info. (DUMBASS). I was like, so what? at least i have the seniors to backs me up.And as the result; that poor friends of mine got served with fresh big and muscly fist and kick the next day. the words travel fast. about a boy who leaked info about his own batch. and its me. life was never was the same again. everyday you have to faced all your classmates making faces to you, and not even dare to talk. i was the alien back there. but at dorm, i would be the only form 1 student allowed to their cubical. yeap talibarut kaw kaw. weeks after that incident, this thought came into my mind.

"senior would grad school at the end of this year, but i'll stuck with batch member for another 4 years"

that is when the menyesal tak sudah came in.

but it was 8 years back. back then when my nose is filled up with "hingos". in other words back then when i'm trying to find myself. LOL. it turns out well, and i did ask for forgiveness and learn from my mistakes. i quote "PENGALAMAN ADALAH GURU YANG GARANG" from bobo.

okay i think that would enough today.ciao folks!

sesi suai kenal dengan monyet monyet artik

i got this from syadia and would be a good post for the week. sorry guys, lacks of new words.

using only song names from ONE ARTIST,
cleverly answer these questions.
try not to repeat a song title.
it's a lot harder than you think.

pick your artist:
Artic Monkeys

are you male or female:
Whatever people say I am

describe yourself:
Perhaps vampire is a bit strong but..

how do you feel about yourself:
D is for Dangerous

describe where you currently live:
You Probably Couldn't See for the Lights but You Were Staring

if you could go anywhere, where would you go:
Balaclava

your favourite form of transportation:
My Propeller

your best friend is:
Teddy Picker

your favourite colour is:
Red Light Indicates Doors Are Secured

what’s the weather like:
Crying Lightning

favourite time of day:
505

if your life was a TV show, what would it be called:
A Certain Romance

what is life to you:
When the Sun Goes Down

what is the best advice you have to give:
If You Were There, Beware

if you could change your name, what would it be:
Mardy Bum

your favorite food is:
Dangerous Animals

thought for the day:
Do Me a Favour

how I would like to die:
Only Ones Who Know

my soul’s present condition:
The Bad Thing

my motto:
Still Take You Home




Syawal 1430

Esok pagi da gelot2 raya.
esok pagi jgk akan menjalankan rutin yg sama.
tapi utk kawan2 yg baca blog nih

KALO LEH MAI LA UMAH AKU.
ayah aku kemas kaw2 kot.
dia siap buat ayat camni tadi
"kalo kita kemas pn, sapa ja nak mai"
tapi sejak aku pindah mai aloq staq
dalam tahun ke 12 ni la kali pertama dia kemas kaw2.
tgk effort dia camna.

tapi xpa
ini bukan post mintak simpati
ni nak gurau2

selamat ari raya kawan2
lepas ni pakat letak gambaq raya dgn baju raya kat fb noo..
makan juadah raya tuh, igt kat orang blakang sama
jgn dok balun tak sedaq diri.
nnti pengsan aku tataw/
selain tuh, nak mintak maap la.
aku ni bnyk dok buat silap, maki orang
mintak halal makan minom skalik.
esok sapa tak bayaq zakat lagi, pi la bayaq.
bukan mahai pon.

sama2 la kita raya dgn berhemah,
sekian
terima kasih.

outro: post pelat negeri kedah, sempena raya,

Drama Dehaq.



Its Monday again today. I spent the weekend at setiawangsa which was awesome. the "bukak posa" went very well. I would like to say thanks to all who was willing to join us for the night. you guys were great. It has been a while, since the last time we spent together. Each faces, makes me realize how i missed been at UTP; where i can have all my friend around me. where i can have all of you to make my nerve gets on my neck. where i can share the laugh when the jokes are applicapable. and most of all, where every lepak time doesn't cost me two way bus tickets worth RM 70 to KL. Haha.

And on this grumpy monday, it remarks the starts of the 15th week of my internship period. Next week, it'll be another halfway to go before i can call myself as a final year student. Note: Halfway. That would be a wise driving force when i woke up to work every morning after this.

This weekend, i might be seen at UTP, but lets not hope anything from it. MatPik manage to drag me for the school gathering "buka puasa" at Klang. So there will be a convoy, and i need to be at Tronoh by saturday morning as they planned. Or maybe i just follow those who came from penang itself. Car pool is much cheaper than the price of a ticket bus. But still got few days to decide so chill je.

Okey, i'm out of idea now. Ciao folks!


nasi goreng KAMPUNG



Sometimes, the things that we ranted out the most is the thing that we'll be missed a lot when its not around.

Like me myself, i used to rant out how i dont like to be at my family home. 3 years ago, its hard to find Internet cafe and mamak stall to watch football during weekends. Most of all, it lacks of hangout friends. My days would be filled with tv shows, helping opah with cooking, and other house chores. While some of us, busy uploading their photo's taken from their "lepaking" moment with friends. I envied them who lives around KL, because they have friends around them to keep comforts, and if they felt that their day lacks of things to do, they could easily buzz each other to meet up. When it comes to semester break, i would always wish that it ends early. Now, that is why you would be seeing my face around UTP 2 weeks or even a month before the semester opens up the curtain.

But it has been 3 years now. Streamyx already installed at home. Whenever there's a derby match, Imran and Aziz would be the perfect spot and i got my brother to be a cheermate. Opah did taught me how to be a chef, and she would be glad to teach me how to cook a new dish. and Hey, I'm good with house chores too. It is still lacks of hangout friend, but i did learn how to make my siblings and cousins as the "hangout" friend, and, Mak and Ayah would be there too. Most of all, whenever i felt a bit down, mixed up and in need to be refresh, there's always a place called home. :) ciao!


hanyir hanyir.

hari ni bukak puasa kat rumah

by "rumah" i mean aloq staq
esok sahur pn kat rumah
hapy hapy.
saya nak try kutip balik "the missed a lot" yg da lama tak jmpa
seperti dalam post lepas.

minggu ni xda yg best nak cita.
yg tak bes banyak, takpala, bulan posa, simpan ja.
taknak tambah dosa.
haha, ciao dan selamat bukak posa.

(it ryhme purfectly)


the missed a lot

Ramadan comes again, its the 2nd day already. and i am in the new environment now. Lots of things have change since back then. and how i missed the previous and previous environment. life were packs of activities back then when it comes to Ramadan.

Bubur Lambuk.
Back when i was a kid. my mom would always ask me to go to the mosque, to collect bubur lambuk. and there i was around 4pm, cycling my bike carrying a plastic bag of it.

Mom's Ikan Keli Masak Pedas
this is my favourite sahur dish. the only thing that can make appetite opens up like a hungry lion during sahur. slurrppp.

Cooking show.
I think this might be a habit during Ramadan. Usually, while waiting for maghrib, i would kill about an hour or two to watch cooking show. why? because sometime it makes your mouth watery and nice fragrance from the kitchen would help i get through the day. a true story.

terawih or not too.
i'm not a two shoes goody. i did go to terawih back then, but not all the time of course. sometimes, i went to the CC. or sometime playing mercun. i did not lie, i did go to terawih first. its a white lie.

okay i'm out of idea now. I will continue this if i get it back. ciao!

20 weeks more



i guess i need to write something. but idk what to write.

to summarize things up, last weekend i was at UTP. Meeting buddies and having a great time over there. then i caught a 39.7 degree fever and it was so awfull that i need 2 days MC. and yesterday i was at the beach for our company team building which were awesome.

while at the beach, my head was so overheated. and a thought came to me. that thought wants me to think that we as muslim must belives in qada' and qadar, our life journey is already written. so whatever happens have a "means" of it. "what" is something that we dont know, and to know it, we must take the path and experience it at the end. life is an adventure itself and it full of surprises. so take everything that happens as a junction that leads us to somewhere with something awaits us in the end.

then again that crap came out from an over cooked brain. haha. ciao!




outro: karaoke dalam kereta hijaz was fun. thank you guys!. :D


cerita dan masa? masa untuk bakat?


I know its kind of to late. But its always a reason behind of it. Arwah did hell of a great job. If One Malaysia needs an icon, she's quite a catch. and he does her teaching, conveying ideas through her advert and movies. Okay i sounded like a TV reporter now...

I was thinking of writing this before, but in the same time, i think i should watch this missing piece before i start to write. and finally today, i manage to get a copy of it.
Yasmin Ahmad plays my emotion well through out the movie. happy and sad swinging back to back. It did opens up my mind and her teaching continues until the credits. IDK the right words to describe it. but i did tried. So watch it fot your own sake if you want to get the idea, and its already hits the cinema again now.

Yasmin Ahmad, this is a cliche. but you'll be remembered. your ideas and teaching will always be at the back of my mind. (the least that i can promise). Your death makes me realize how fragile a life is. But lucky you, you get to say things you wanted to say through your movie. So i do think that if we have something to say, we need to do that out loud, or the regret will haunts; A ramble to myself.

But seriously, I often thinks that your journey still far and now its clinging without an ending. I wonder who will continues the path you started. everythings needs an ending. same with this post, but i dont know how to properly end it. can i just let it hanging? Just like the way Yasmin Ahmad did. and how will you feel about it? comprende?



outro:
the 2cents of the day, it has been a while since the last lengthy post, and let us Al Fatihah for a while. Amin. (hey i did left the post hanging ryte? did i?)

week 11 weekend



Yes I'll be seen around UTP this weekend.
and please, Im begging readers of this blog
If you ever bump into me this weekend
stop asking "Mcamana Intern? Kerja Okay?" kind of question.
because that has been getting on my nerve these days.
its not that i dont like my job.
but i dont like answering it.
my job is wonderfull here, and its fun.
i hate to describe it again
and again
and again.
and its the 11th week already.
i dont think that question valid anymore.

atleast try "dehaq, kaw nampak kurus" or "dehaq da kurus".
as an alternative and to open a conversation.
that would be a good one.
(teehehehe) ^^

cerious dan jmpa disana.


I've found this video interesting

so i dont mind sharing


its one of the 2009 Cannes Lions winners!

A simple short film about communication.
Created by Publicis Mojo and @RadicalMedia
Director: Patrick Hughes








150ed

toyed: ape ni, kate Sven, mane Godstrength?
aku: cooldown
toyed: nah aku pinjam kan refresher orb.
aku: muted. sigh.


It was fun last night to see Ballack smacked Evra in his face, and winning the game, but there's stil something clinging and makes my head worries a lot. My apartment elevator jammed and stuck, but its good to have a morning exercise going down using stairs. Traffic jams are not cool, but its cool and fun to see other people in ther car with "monday" faces. Xfresh was responsible to those school kids seen at gigs, but its a free country, every one deserve it. Its gonna be raining again today, and its not gonna be a sunny, hot and hectic day. hopefully....
now people, whistle to that chorus.

"always looks on a bright side of life"

hafal, hafal, hafal, hafal, hafal. ^^

tuah lelaki.








My dad is a rockstar, i have other 2 male siblings and we made a band out of it. I got a cool house with pool in it. A studio, complete set. Cool daddy's friendssss who would come to be recorded in our first video clip.And 5 Hot Mama's to backs up our song.

who dont want that? its my childhood dream.



ugly, not beutiful

mengeluh jab.
haih.

die sakit so kene beli baru.

today i woke up and knowing the facts that it still tuesday, i am sleepy, plenty works to do, and my phone is not working. demmit why so sudden. Im so frustrated because buying a new phone was not in my future plan for atleast another year. This is where the goodness of having menabung as your hobby penyelesaian came in. grrrr. courtesy of hafiz, right now my hotlink sim able to breath, receive phone calls and sms. having a good lad helps me looking forward for another day. and the morning fills ups with fog everywhere at this island. idk whether its fog or haze. but it was kind of thicker than a normal day. okay time to work! ciao.