Bernyanyi!

Yo bunnies, last night ainul sang you raised me up by Josh Groban. She sang it beautifully sampai satu kelas tersenyap.


Manakala gua pula bernyanyi lagu...lemon tree !![ keji]. Satu kelas tersenyap tapi bukan sebab gua nyanyi best tapi sebab tiada kata-kata yang dapat mengambarkan keburukan suara gua di malam itu. Terrrrrrrrrrrrsangat burukkkkk.


After I sang, fieda came up to me and said


"Babe, aku ingat kau baca poem tadiiiiiiikkkkkkk"


Syaitonnnnnnnnnn. Nampak sangat aku macam bercakap instead of menyanyi tapi hell, the class was so supporting sampai haha aku pon tepuk tangan untuk diri aku sendiri lepas nyanyi. Hihihihi.


Sekarang, sudah sakit dada. Sebab

(a) Batuk banyak sangat
(b) Banyak sangat gelak dalam kelas
(c) Sesak nafas baca pasal perang Palestine/ Israel --> Wahhhhhhh!! [???]


Tapi hatiku sangat gembira kerana telah habis sakit otak memikirkan tugas menyanyi itu. Kepada dua orang yang bakal menyanyi minggu depan, good luck!!


Haha!


Happy Weekends bunnies.
Mwah!

Jikalau saya menjadi lelaki

Hai arnab-arnab. Nama saya chics. Itu hari saya telah melepak bersama kawan lepak saya dimana dia telah mengkhabarkan satu berita gembira. Dia hampir berjaya menjadi gigolo. Wah, saya adalah teruja juga dan berkata alangkah seronoknya jika saya menjadi lelaki. Jadi saya pon berkira-kira,kalaulah saya menjadi lelaki, apakah yang akan saya lakukan?



Kencing berdiri
Dahulu kawan saya ada bercerita kepada saya, permainan feveret dia dan abangnya di masa lapang sewaktu kecil ialah permainan melawan kencing siapa yang paling jauh. Mereka tinggal di apartment jadi mereka akan kencing dari balkoni dan mengukur kencing masing-masing. Kawan saya selalu menangis sebab dia selalu kalah sebab dia adalah perempaun. Saya sungguh kasihan kepada jiran-jiran mereka. Apakah malangnya nasib mendapat jiran seperti mereka bedua inih!Jadi, jika saya lelaki, saya akan mahu mengencing berdiri sambil cuba menulis perkataan c.-h-i-c-s yang siap adal lambang love sekali. Hehe. menarikkkkkkkk bukan?



Mengote dengan semua perempuan di Kuala Lumpur
Ya, saya akan menjadi kasanova walaupun saya pendek. Ini adalah kerana saya ingin merasa bagaimana menabur kata-kata manis kepada gadis-gadis manis di Kuala Lumpur. Dan aya bolehla claim "Hoh, aku ni haaa, separuh kl aku dah terai" dengan riak sekali. Juga saya ingin menerai segala lame pick up line yang ada. Oh adalah best jika dapat mengote tanpa mendapat gelaran biatch seperti perempuan.



Pergi ke spa dan mendapat servis
Yeaaaaaaaaaaaaaa. Saya sangat kuries dan bercampur jeles mendengar cerita kawan-kawan yang berjaya mengspakan diri. Apalah yang best sangat itu? Jadi jika saya terjadi seorang lelaki, saya akan pergi spa atau rumah urut yang kadangkala ada artis juga yang nak menyervis tapi saya terpaksa jadi kaya pulakla kann.Kejila pulak. Tapi tidak mengapa, haruslah merasa pergi ke spa dan bolehla bercerita kepada rakan-rakan nanti.



Pergi bertumbuk-tumbuk kerana perempuan atau tanpa arah dan tujuan.
Perempuan akan berasa teruja bila lelaki-lelaki bertumbuk kerenanya jadi saya ingin menjadi lelaki untuk mengetahui perasaan lelaki pula. Adakah mereka rasa bangga ketika betumbuk atau rasa nak je aku tiaw mamat ni sampai lembik. Dan juga perasaan menjadi chang ho nam bila bertumbuk secara berkumpulan. Ini adalah seperti geng-geng gaduh. Nampak macam best, ataupun masuk kongis gelap. Setakat jadi awek kongsi gelap tak best ok.



Membeli evo, skyline atau sewaktu dengannya.
Ye, saya tidak tahu mengapa mereka suka membeli evo itu, mungkin kerana laju. Saya juga teringin tetapi kalau saya membeli evo saya akan terkeji kerana adalah perempuan jadi apabila saya lelaki bolehla saya merempit bersama evo atau skyline dan haaa bolehla aku try drag macam dekat johor tu. Ohh best ok.Rempiiittttttttt.



Merasa nikmat ereksi
Ianya adalah satu persoalan kepada saya melihat fenomena ini. Ianya adakah seperti sesetengah orang yang boleh menggerakkan telinga tetapi tidak ye, mereka kata ianya adalah semula jadi. Sangat hairan saya melihat fenomena ini. So, jika saya jadi lelaki, hendaklah tahu bagaimana itu rasanya.



Topless di padang
Kadang-kadang cuaca adalah panas seperti sekarang. Kalau bersukan atau berjalan-jalan adalah terasa hendak membukak baju tetapi apakan daya perempuan adalah tidak boleh begitu. Kalau begitu mungkin telah dirogol ye. Jadi alangkah bestnya dalam memboleng di tengah padang bola sambil meminum 100 plus. Ohh sungguh bergayaaaaaa.



Menstraighten rambut
Tidak, ini adalah perkara yang saya tidak mahu buat jikalau menjadi lelaki. Ingatlah ye, menstreten rambut bagi lelaki adalah kejiiiiiii. Jadi sebagai seorang lelaki yang ko-ol saya tidak mahu imej saya dicemari dengan benda-benda sebegini.



Berpegangan tangan dengan kaum sejenis
Ah, ini juga saya tidak mahu buat kerana adalah mencalarkan kreadibiliti saya sebagai lelaki. Saya juga tidak akan membenarkan lelaki lain meramas bontot saya dan saya juga tidak akan meramas bontot lelaki lain. Hmm.. Mungkin saya akan rindu jadi perempuan.



Wahhh..mungkinkahh?

Happy Birthday Tina!

Yew bunnies, Saturday was Tina's birthday. As a good boyfriend [ehem] Bulat treated her dinner at my fav place Pizza Uno [macam..kenapa fav place aku pulak?Haha]. Anyway, Nikkit who always came out with brilliant ideas suggested that we crashed he quiet and romantic dinner but with bulat's consent of course. Kalau tak sia-sia kene belasah dengan bulat, menyebok je orang nak beromantik pon tak boleh. Hehe.


But, STFian ni kadang-kadang adalah sengal, nak nak pulak dicampurkan dengan budak STAR yang memang komfem sengal [haha]. I mean Nikkit, Kat, Nicky and I telah sampai awal di tempat kejadian but Fadzi and Keirun bapak lama pegi beli kek dekat OU. Sampai satu jam okkkkkkkk. Lepas tu pulak, bena and amin straightly went to sit with Bulat and Tina.Haih, apakahh? Tapi amin paling sengal. Bolehla pulak dia bertanya

Mengapa soalan itu yang kau tanya?

"Ha, budak-budak lain mana?"


Hohhhhhhhh.Sia-sia sahaja penyorokan aku di satu tempat yang terpencil itu.


Finally, Fadzi and Keirun arrived with baskin robbin's cake which I likeeeeeeeeeeeeeee [dimana dalam hati aku berkata, "birthday siapa ni la?Akukah,tinakah??"]. So we suprised Tina yang aku rasa dah ala-ala tau tapi the bottom line is, sayang, takkanla kawan-kawan kau yang chomel ni tak buat apa-apa untuk birthday kau? You are so loved ok.

The food was great. Hello, I mean gua memang suka Italian's food ok. The cake was superb but most of all the company was superb-est!!!


To tina, Happy birthday. I pray that good things will come your way. No, may good things come to both of you andddd..we all soooooooooo love yewww lahhhhhh! Muahh.


After that, the tetek went to give me tutorial on how to sing at one of the tutorial place. I mean, hell..aku menyanyi okkk.Memegang mikrofon itu. Dan tetek-tetek itu sangat supportive, aku chentaaaaaaaaa. After sakit tekak aku, finally I found the song that I will be sisnging at that class. Tapi, hoih..lepas tu hilang terus suara aku ok.


Tell me one thingla bunnies, how could I not love the tetek when they always make me feel happy and loved?


Happy Monday.
Hope you too have wonderful friends to coloir your life!


Ah, pictures are at the usual.

Wangi Jadi Saksi

Last night, watched a sneak preview of a play directed by U-wei titled Wangi Jadi Saksi. This play is being brought by DBP on collaboration with Kekkwa. Reading the tile I thought it was some kind of cerita jiwang, instead it turn out to be a historical play. The storyline tells about the killing of Hang Jebat by Hangg Tuah from the eyes of Hang Jebat's wife, Dang Wangi.


I like the Dang Wangi coz I like vanida Imran and I thought I wouldn't like Hang Jebat coz I dunno him but hey, he turned out to be some cool dude. I mean as the Hang Jebat's rolela. Khir Rahman as Hang Tuah and Datuk Rahim Razali was excellent as bendahara. And that Sabri Yunus guy? Some sort of narratorlaI mean, most HangTuah story, the casts will speak in conventional way as in baku and such but Wangi Jadi Saksi shows that all the casts are speaking normal malay but if you listen carefully, ade sedikit lain.


The prop was as the normal playla. Don't aspect PGLTM kinda props ok yet I think something is missing. Perhaps the way Dang Wangi hesitate when trying to kill the Jawa guy[can't recall la what's his role].

Anyway, since it's a sneak preview so sikit jela die tunjuk. I lope cerita sejarah or epics but this one left a question on me.Sebab apa tau, according to Dang wangi, the way Jebat died was not as what people heard, something else happen when Jebat and Tuah were inside the castle whereby Dang Wangi was also happened to be there. Macam ada conspiracy ke apa? Pasal at the end of the scene, instead of bertikam both of them duduk bersila.

Which is soo U wei. I mean, if you are a bimbo [no pun intended] this is not a show for you but if you are an intelectual person [like me..haha.Noot!] yeah, you might enjoy this. It's all about thinking baby!

So, where to watch this playla?


27 Julai–6 Ogos 2006, 8:30mlm Selasa-Ahad, 3:00ptg Sabtu-Ahad


Auditorium Dewan Bahasa Dan Pustaka
RM35, RM55, RM75, RM100


Axcess Hotline (03) 7711-5000 www.axcess.com.my
http://www.wangijadisaksi.com/

Shitenye oh!

The singers were great. Nadzri obviously could sing and mai, the class rep haiyohhh..rock ok. Siap bawak keyboard tu. Sangatla efisyen dan bagus! Tsk..


Tapi yang macam haramnya..just after she finished singing, the lecturer asked her


"Pick one person to sing for the class next week"


Guess who she chose?


"Chics".


Aku tiba-tiba rasa macam jantungku berhenti dan adalah seperti rasa mahu mati. Agak ekzegeret tetapi itulah ye, perasa sebenar saya. Maksudnya perasaan itu.

Fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuckkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk.And I did say the f word in class. Tindakan refleks okk but I hope no one heard it. Haih!


Aku niiii, dahla tangan kayuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu, mana reti nak main ape mende pon okkk. Dahla tu, suara memang komfem out gila babi. High tone tak boleh, low tone pon tak bole.. monotone je bolehh.Apakahhhhhh?


Jangan gelaakkk!!!!

Yang paling tak tahan, dah ade sukati gelakkan aku sambil volunteer nak menari ala-ala seksi pemende tah. Hoh, tak klaka ok!!


Shitla bunnies, reallyla, tell me what song that will save me from humiliation? Dahla dalam kelas tu ada orang yang suka kutuk aku and gelakkan sebab aku menggelupur or sebab aku camm cacat?Haha. Haa..aku tau ye..


So suggest what to singla. Jangan main-mainla ookkk..seres nii..

Membaca itu jambatan ilmu, ok!

I have been searching for years just to get a copy of this book. Tenggelamnya Kapal Van Der Wijck by Hamka. And today Apek gave me a copy, thanks laling!! Sue me but I do read this type of book. I love!!


The reason is because this book has the element of being jiwang yet far from revolting. The beauty of each words and sentence are enough to send shivers to your spine. Certain Malay book, when you read aiyahh jiwang tak bertempat. But this book, sangat puitis ok. Mungkin permulaan bacaan boleh menimbulkan kepeningan kepala and aku tatau apsal bila aku baca buku ni, terus terbaca baku. Macam tak boleh tune baca macam biasa. I love the way Buya Pr. Dr. Hamka described the way the hero, Zainuddin and the heroin Hayati being in love. It's so pure yet chentaaaaaaaaaaa. And the way he describe Padang, the land of Minangkabau. Make me swoon only. But I tell what, while reading this book there is this one particular song that I kept hearing as in konon-konon background musicalla kan which is Malamku Bermimpi. Asalnya was being sung by Tan Sri P Ramlee but later on resing [sukati aku je kan] by Sheila Majid. I got it from the Sheila Majid fanart, Uda. Hehe


Jiwang sial aku.


Eh ni apa crite pasal lagu pulak ni.


I haven't finish reading the book coz half way I realized I was supposed to do my assignment which is due very very soon and aku tak start sepatah haram pon. Shite. Musibat betulla.


Anyway, this book will be perfect for my other assignment which is to do book reviews. The other book I will be reviewing is The Zahir, written by the same guy who wrote The Alchemist. Bila balik baru aku sedar, both of the book are about finding pure love padahal aku sebenanye nak kene review pasal international communication. Ahh, blasahhh.Janjia ada kaitan sikit-sikit. Hihi.


Actually, I would be delighted if I could review my usual material stuff, the bimbo-ish kind of book, senang sikitlah, hati aku pon tak susah nak membaca buku-buku yang ilmiah berunsur sedih tapi apakan daya tangan terikat dilangit, kaki terpasak dibumi ..err..or something like that.


Ok bunnies, I am putting my serious face now, meaning I want and I will be doing my assignment like..right now..


Eh, but sekejap ye what is Buya actually? Buya Prof. Dr, Hamka.
Whatlaa?


Jika cinta itu satu dosa,ampunilah dan maafkanlah! Hamba akan turut perintah Mu, hamba tak akan melanggar larangan, tak akan menghentikan suruhan, tetapi izinkan hamba ya Tuhan - Hayati.


Ewahh!


Dah,dah pegi buat keje masing-masing.

Losing someone

As I watched the latest episode of gol and gincu something came back to me. The feeling of losing someone. The part where the heroine decided to broke off with her boyfriend because she didn't see any future for them. Despite she loves him so much she had to take the best solution, to leave him. Maybe what hurt the most is when he did not try to pursue her probably because there was no point of doing that.


Few days ago miss pan asian called me.


Me: Haaa, apa crite?
Miss Pan Asian : Hmmm..kau tau kan aku dah takde ayah.
Me: Haa?
Miss Pan Asian: Ayah aku dah meninggal, Isnin minggu lepas.


I remembered her sms last week, inviting me to go for some kenduri. I thought it was another kenduri in conjunction of her wedding so yeah, since I got class I did not attend it. I asked her how is she feeling that time. She said, she was ok and not that sad which puzzled me. Later she enlightened me that maybe things were still blurry. Since it happened to fast and yeah, she still in shock perhaps. Maybe..maybe she is just numb. The feeling that I'm so familiar with.


People say that it's better to feel love and lost it rather than not to feel love at all. For me, I think it's the other way around. It’s better not to have anything so you would have no memory at all rather than having something then lost it. Some said that memories could be great, it could create smiles on your face but bad memories, even the tiniest one would simply make your whole day become unendurable.


How would you feel having someone who you admire and trust for the rest of your 26 years and that someone really gives you inspiration but in one night, that someone could be the most depraved betrayer you ever known? You feel you lost that person, the old version of him. Angry you will be but then you will come to a point where you wouldn’t know who to blame.


What about knowing that you will lose someone significant soon. I mean, everybody will die eventually, nothing mortal about living things but you are clear that that person will be leaving soon, you foresee the possibility already. Logically, you will try to do your best to make that person happy but what about yourself. Would you be able to handle it? How do you overcome the memories you had with that person?


I sometimes asked where did my feeling goes and prayed so hard that it would come back one day. There was even one time someone asked me what could he do to make me feel at least the tiniest feeling. I told him I wish I knew, not that I never tried, I did, my hardest but often it will come back to square one.


But when I think again, maybe being numb is not so bad after all. When your heart is numb, losing someone wouldn't hurt that much.


Even that person is very, very significant..and without her, you might not live until today.

Hantu hantu itu

Hah. Finally I had the chance to go to the so popular pameran Jin, hantu dan keranda. I tell you, I had to wake up early in the morning just to make sure that I don't have to line up in a very long queue. I mean, over the weekends they were like 10 thousand people flocking that place. Ada yang sampai pengsan ok!

So. How was it? To me it's indah khabar dari rupa, nothing to shout about. Yes, they do have real frozen exhibits such as toyol, langsuir and such but sadly there's no description for each exhibits. I mean, if let say I'm a foreigner and I wanted to know more about Malaysian world of mystique, how would I know what the fuck are they exhibiting? They just write "toyol" without explaining what they hell it is. Even me, being a Malaysian also not too sure of what are the things that I saw there. There was this bamboo with dua kepala which left a question mark. A bamboo, dua kepala..Sooo, what's so special about it? Adakah tempat hantu bertenggek atauu..saje-saje je nak letak tapi tanak cakap..yelahh..kata misteriii. Unless if they tell what it is, it might be something interesting. And to my frustfuration, the exhibit were not that much. Prop je lebih, info kurang.


Exhibition from museums should be something informative and educational. Not like some tangkap muat display. I think more research to be done. Ghost, spirits does not only evolve around Malays, I saw one exhibit related to Chinese but what about Indian and other races in Malaysia? They also have their sort of kepercayaan, spirit and stuff. I mean hellooooooooooo, can you please educate us? Kalau setakat aku nak takut baik aku pegi rumah hantu dekat fun fair ok. Lepas tengok rumah hantu boleh naik ferris wheel. Ada gak faedahnya.


Forgive me for mocking my own race but Malay love these kind of stuffs which includes me. I like to know about paranormal things maybe because of what we believe and heard since our ancestors' years tapi takkanla orang sanggup beratur berejam just to see stuffs which is something that I would say mengecewakan? Cuba kalau buat pameran kayu kayan, serangga ke or even pameran buku, janganlah harap to receive this kind of crowd. Yang pegi pon berapa kerat je.


Maybe you would ask, whyla so kecoh? Whyla it's because the way we portray ourselves as an informative community. And how we portray ourself in educating people. Ini tak, dekat masuk pintu tu adala pulak ada sorang mak boleh cakap "Eee, baik-baik kang hantu dia keluar nanti, mama tak tau.Ikut awak balik nanti". Haih, I'm not a mother but tsk..I don't think that's the way one should educate their child. I mean she could have explain her child on what to expect inside and yeah maybe enlighten him on what he see when they are inside. That way, that boy will get the right message rather than malam kang tiba-tiba nak nyelit celah ayah and mak, kasik ayah panass aje. Haha.


Alamak, terkeluar topik pulak.


One of my friend said that maybe, I should display myself there. Apakahhh maksudnya ituuuuuuuuuuuuuuu?Hoh!


Enough craps.
Happy Tuesday bunnies!

Music!

I beg to differ to those who think that I did not enjoy Malay songs. I do but gua layan lagu lama beb. Stok tangkap leleh punye [euww..gila rempit ok]. And of course Indonesian songslah.


I always want to download those songsla tapi aku selalu blank bila tima nak download. Like, apala tajuk lagu ni..siapala nyanyi..macamana lirik dia,at least boleh google. But I don't have to do that since saiful telah memburnkan aku "koleksi istimewa gua layannn 2"[ download dekat lime wire lepas tu nak claimla kann]. Btw, manala koleksi satu? Dan dan je koleksi 2.


Lagu-lagu diee..hoh gila rempit ok such as gadisku-search, sejati-wings, bumi putra rockers, crk [aku seres tak ingat dowh group nii], kru& elite- di pintu syura[ I loiike], blackrose- penantian, shima-teringin and ahaaa..lagu msteen pon ada ok. I mean msteen?WTFlaa tapi gua layannnnnnnnnnnnnnn. I hope my neighbours would forgive me for blasting rempit songs out loud. Hehe


These are the songs that serenaded us as we grow up. Can you remember awie and amy with their tight fitting sluar yang errr mengobviouskan certain tempat? Ni stok kalau gatal..hoihh,bapak seksa nak garuk ok? And their menggerbang hair? Masa tu takde rebonding lagi and harussss imej rambut mengerbang itu walaupun lagu semua tangkap leleh. And their accessories of course, gelang hitam ada tajam-tajam. Hahahahaaaaaaaa.


What about the girl groups? Gila keji sense of dressing ok.. Ada style pakai skirt lepas tu pakai tights paras lutut kat dalam. Gila keji tapi I can see that that style is coming back. Janganla cakap aku kene pakai macam tu kannnnnnnn. Gila eighties ok. Haa, lepas tu lipstick merah and kene pakai outer vest which is also going to be one of the hottest trend soon. Demmlahh, bagaimanakah aku hendak pakai itu semua?


Since I was being brought up in JB, I was influenced by music from Singapore which are mixture of American's and Brit's tapi aku rasa masa muda-muda dulu diorang layan Brit lebih kot. Siapa penah denga take that, east 17, 911 [gila jambu singer dia, aku selalu tampal poster dia dalam locker.Haha], spice girls, all saint and code red? Masa tu beli magazine smash hit and ape tah lagi. To me la, Brits artist are better than the Americans. Now we have Robbie William [serpihan take that], Coldplay, James Blunt which their melody and songs are more meaningful. But that’s just my opinion, aku memang selalu pro British. Hehe.


And now, thanks to saiful for the jazz performance at Alexis, I sudah tersangkutlah pulak. Frank Sinatra, Tom Jones and ehe the modern guy Michael Buble Their music are so soothing yet stylish.


Demm, am getting older am I?


Tell me when will you be mine?
Tell me quando, quando, quando

* Bung Naz, lagi ini gue dedikasi [ ade ke words ni?ha!] utama sekalik untuk lho. Jangan kusut-kusut. mari kita berdangdutttttttttttttttttt. Dan kepada arnabku sakalian. Layannnnnnnnnnnn.

Sing me a song

Yesterday we had our first English class. Exactly. Aku pon pikir, hello apakah yang hendak di belajarkan ok? Adakah akan membelajar grammar dan itu segala past tense, future tense dan segala tense? Jika jawapannya, aku akan mati sengal di dalam kelas itu.Not that my English is flawless but hahhhhhhhhhh, tak laratlah ok nak blaja semua tu.


But my prediction was wrong. We did not learn grammar and shit it was something exciting. Really. Or maybe it was because my classmate were bunch of menggelupur people like me. Hehe


Anyway, everything was fine until at the end of the class.


" I usually end my class with something exciting. So starting next week there will be singer at the end of every class."


Shit. Dia tau tak yang I cannot sing? I cannot sing at alllllllllllllllll. I suck at singing. Even nyanyi lagu negaraku pon aku keluar tempo, ni kan pulak nak suruh aku nyanyi commercial song? I mean, I've been declining people invitation for karaoke like a plague and even if I went karaoke with the tetek aku cuma akan jadi backup singer and dancer sahaja. Tak penah de aku berebut mic dengan sesape. Suara aku seres buruk okkk.Demlahhhhhhhh.. Bagaimankahhhhhhhh?


Maybe I could save the situation [at least] by picking up song yang tak susah. Janganla suruh aku nyanyi lagu high pitch or low pitch komfem kene gelak macam celake. Tapi lagu apalaaaa.. Haih!


By the way, next week akan ada orang nyanyi lagu "My hips don't lie" dimana telah timbul idea supaya fieda dan chics menari sebagai penari latar. Haha.


Hancur kelas English. Tsk.


So, suggest..lagu apalaaaa?

Awwwwwww

My brother was all sweaty when he walked towards the car. I mean, setau aku fitness first tu ade shower. Siap ada shampoo and shower foam semua. Punyela best nak mandi. Curious, I asked him and he aswered that he's lazy.


Me: So, penah tak try sauna dia and detox room dia?
He: Malasla.
Me: Apahalla malasss?Best ok.
He: Banyak gay dowh. Gelila..Tempat-tempat tu banyak gay lepak.


And then he told me, while he was weight lifting, he saw a figure walking out from the dance class. I supposed it must be a body jam class. That person was wearing a tight fitting top siap ada the bust line, ala yang knitting knitting dekat brest tu laa and a very tight seluar. Ingatkat awek, sekali jantannnnnnnn. My brother nearly dropped the weight thingy sebab senak perut tahan gelak.


The other day, he was packing his things when a guy came up to him and they chatted. From his observation, the other guy was a bit of lembut. So they talked and talked until my bro decided it's time to leave the gym. But before he blah, the guy said


"Eh, bagila no fon. Nanti senang-senang boleh contact"


Without thinking, he gave that guy his phone number. Bila dah sampai dalam lif baru nak menepuk dahi. Wahhhhhhhhh,apahalla aku bagi mamat tu nombo tepon?Apa punye mamatla baru sekali kenal nak mintak no tepon. Agak cuakla perasaannya dikala itu ok.


And today he received an sms "Hie ayie, how are you?tengah buat apa?"


WTF? Adeke lelaki normal sms macam tu?Aku rasa pompuan pon belum tentu lagi ok. Hohhhhhhhh.


Anyway, I was laughing so hard when he told me this story with kekejian on his face.Muahaha.


But..wouldn't it be something menakutkan for guys to enjoy the service in that center?

Tembam

I so worryla yew bunnies [best tak english aku?haha]. You see, 3 out of 5 population telah membagi satu feedback that scared me.


Epy: Babe, kau dah tembam okessssssssss[epy suke cakap okess.comel :P]
Me: Haa?
Epy:Tapi comel okessss
Me: Terrer kau kaver line ye.


Irfan: *In his email* How are you..bla..bla.. tak penting ..bla..bla.. tapi you nampak tembamla. Mesti sebab sekarang dah happy?
Me:*Replying his email* Demmmmmmmmmm yuh.That doesn't make me feel good at all. Ni apa punye ngorat ni?


My ex boss : Sharina, you dah semakin tembamla.
Me: Ye ke Kak Hasmah? Ala, kenapa tak cakap I jelitaaaaaaaaa?
My ex boss :Haha. Takpela dari you duluu..Dulu kerempeng je

tembamkahhhhhhhhhhh??

Hello, apakah perkataan tembam itu membawa maksud yang mulia kepada ku? Tidakkah mereka tahu tembam itu sama arti dengan keji? Adakah dengan mengatakan aku tembam aku akan berasa seperti Paris Hilton?


It's like a nightmare and it did give me some nightmare. Yesterday, I was having a nap when I dreamt that aku menembam seperti gerakan brown iaitu secara rawak. Sekali tu kan, ada partyla tau, so I ajakla the teteks pergi sekali derang seme kata busy so then I went with ..ala..aku seres tak ingat sapa [mungkin orang itu pak pacak saja dalam mimpiku]. Dengan gedempolnya aku menari. Haha. The when the party ended I sat a while dekat sebatang tembok akibat lelah menari. Sekaliiiiiiiiiiiiii dari jauh aku nampak keirun dengan husband dia, bena dengan amin, tina dengan bulat ,nikkit dengan..err jaja. Wahhhhhhhhhhhhh..kata tanak pegi? So I went sergah-ing them. They looked startled and bena dengan lame nye berkata


"Eh, seres kitorang tak pasan ko chicky"


Wahhhhhhhhhhhhh.Aku punyela besar boleh tak prasan? Mentang-mentangla aku gedempol. Gila sedih okkkkkkkkkk.My bestest frens buat camtu,casting me away coz I'm not like how I used to be. Tapi tak sempat nak sedih lama-lama a phone call from ashi wake me up. Kalo tak, bangun-bangun gerenti nangis. Gila emo. But hey, I rather lose 10 guys rather than one tetek[s]. Korang tak tau betapa bestnye sensation meraba mereka. Haha [aku rasa bulat mesti teruja sekarang :P].


Anyway, adakah awak arnab tahu senaman yang boleh menguruskan muka? Senaman muka, makan chewing gum wrigley's tak aci ye. Bagaimanala? Saya hari hari berkobar hendak jogging tetapi jogging berirama di atas katil juga. Sheesh


Cepat surf internet sekarang and tell me how to make my face look slimmer.
Nanti I hug as upah..
Okesssss?

Ozeki neeeeeeeeeeeeeeee

Pic 1: Let's check that place out. Pic 2: The Sign. Pic 3: The menu. Aummm.



Pic 4: The Arch? I dunno.Hehe. Pic 5: I like this waterfall kinda wall or whatever. Pic 6 :Sake




Pic 7: Japanese chic [nott!] with sake. Pic 8: Lapaaaaaaaa. Pic 9: Lapaaa tapi sengih



Pic 10: Yaaa, Itu diaaaa. Unagi kabayaki n sashimi! Pic 11: Hot tea, I loiike. Pic 12: Sa-ra-da [salad]



Pic 13: Sashimi. Oishii! Pic 14: Unagi. Drool. Pic 15: Miso



Pic 16: Pickles. Pic 17: Err..Ntah tapi macam appetizerla. Pic 18: Fruits as dessert.



Pic 19: Licin. Settle.Hehe


So what's up with the pictures you ask? Well. last Saturday me and saiful went to Ozeki since ye Saiful memang mengidam makanan Jepun. Haha[macam aku takla kann]. So lemme give the review.


Name: Ozeki, Tokyo Cuisine, Semewhere around Rohas Perkasa [ye ke?Ala blasah].
Parking : 9/10. Very easy lagi easy sbb saiful yang drive. Haha.
Ambience: 7/10. Bolela but I like tha waterfall thingy cuma takde awek cun and mamat hensemm.
Food: 7/10. Not badla jugak cuma takde chawan mushi inside the lunch set buttt the sashimi is nice i tell you. Orgasm berganda. Hoh!
Pricing : Can be considered as ok.
Overall : 7/10. not bad lah..


What I love about this place is the well actually I love Japanese food so no point guessing. But the best place so far is.. Equotorial Hotel. Unagi dia gemuk gila I tell you.


To those who are japanese food's fan, hope you get drooled by the pictures and review :P and to those who are not, jangan berasa keji and weyyyyyyyyyyyy korang ni dah hilang satu nikmat hidup ok tak makan Japanese food!


Haha. Happy Tuesday and muahhhhhhhhh-->Something to start the day :P.

Bastard Magnet Syndrome

Bunnies, have you ever heard of the latest syndrome; the Bastard Magnet Syndrome?


This is a deadly syndrome which contributes to dooown syndrome and heart break syndrome. The thing is, this is a recurring syndrome where by as soon as you are completely cured, worst in certain cases, half cured they will attack and yeah destroy. Meaning it could produce double attacks towards the victims. Victims who are declared Bastard Magnet positive would suffer from depression, heartbreak, rapid weight loss, acrimony, sakit otak tahap bernanah and worst numb-ness.


What causes this syndrome among women [intelligent ones. haha] these days? The virus which are namely bastards. You see, like the element 02, bastards could be spotted everywhere. They could be avoided but these women , even how street smart they are , are born with one disability which is soft sport inside towards bastard acting guys.


Why? Because some women they are either (a) love challenge; (b) blind and stupid; (c) sm. Only guys with bastard's characteristics got their attentions. If a guy happens to be able to carry responsibility immediately, he will definitely be marked as "X". Guys who worry too much about how the woman will deal with life, who are eager to listen to her boring stories are also a no-no. Funny but true. All this why this BMS victim had been shouting how they want men to treat them nice but when it comes to selection, they pick the other way around.

Victims carry special sensor above their head to spot bastard. Light indicates positivity.

Maybe, it is because how bastards make them feel. You see, some women love freedom but at the same time demand to be love. When choosing a bastard, he wouldn't care much about what do you want to do or what the hell is going on in your life. They just want (a) fuck; (b) money; (c) a companion which will be drooled by the others, but when they want these three elements they will be extremely nice to the victim thus, making victim weak on their knees. They never control, never nag, never show sympathy which some women don't need at all. Don't be fooled. These bastards come in different type of shapes and forms which range from mat rempit to pilot to even businessman. Tiada batas sempadan memisahkan mereka ini. Ko jangan ingat muka hensem and dressing stylo lepak kat hartamas dengan rambut cacak-cacak bukan bastard, although not all them are like that. Yes, the word here is camouflage. Seperti sumpah-sumpah yang terrer menyamar okkkkkkkk.


So what can be done to curb this syndrome? Awareness. But if you think to shake these victim's body hard and say "Babe, dahla tu. Dia tu kejila.Tinggal je la!!" is the key , then you are wrong. Even , kalau ko lempang diorang pon belum tentu jalan.


Eh, actually I oso don't know what's the cure.


Anyway, fret not. To those who haven't deeply suffered or never suffer from this syndrome, here are some tips to spot these bastards. Actually everyone had bad genes and perangai but due to some mutation, some of them will turn into bastards.

1. Their diction are around "I'm different, I'm not like everyone", "I promise will love you like no one ever did" dan macam-macam promise lagila, "dear, baby, sayang" on first date or first conversation.
   




2. Mid thirties but no girlfriends, not even close friends, doesnt enjoy sports: not even watching them. The alasan "I'm ambitious, kerja I banyak".
   




3. Never really want to introduce you to their friends or to be introduced to your friends. Dengan family lagila.
   




4. Never show any interest in what you are doing or what's going on in your life.
   




5. Always went MIA but always come with good excuses like tak denga phone, busy keje or even kene teman emak shopping.
   




6. Vain. If you are a vain pot, these bastards are vainer then you are. Don't be surprised to see their reflection admiring themselves on your compact powder mirror while you are applying powder!. And they are always eager to hear what people have to say about them.
   




7. They like to feed you with their cerita kejayaan. Akulah bagus, akulah hebat. Hoh!
   




8. Lots of women know them but they said they don't know these women and if they admit they would say "Ala, tu cerita lamaaa".
   




9. First time jumpa dah nak romen.
   




10. Cinta dekat bini orang/ tunang orang/ gefren orang tapi pada masa yang sama suka dekat kau or attached with someone but still nak mengote dengan kau jugak. Lepas tu claim "Hey, lelaki boleh kawen empat".

Those are only some. So be careful, once you are under attack, the lights to the tunnel get dimmer and dimmer.


Should I run "Fuchsia Ribbon Campaign: Bastard Magnet Awareness" campaign?
Hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm...

Love Actually

Sometimes I wonder what does it takes to love someone?


A friend told me love is superficial. Love alone is not adequate, there is no purity in the word love.


The earliest feeling in falling in love is so magnificent but what happen when time passed by? Some people claim they fall out of love, their love for someone decay as time passed by. If love is so pure, if loving someone prevail everything why then some people claim they are out of love?


Maybe love alone is not enough.


Have you been in a situation when you thought you love someone but in point of fact when you think deeply it was not love, maybe it was infatuation. Or perhaps it's the sentiment of having something to hold on. You grasped that the feeling was mislaid but you still crave it because you feel without it life is meaningless. You struggled to hold on, you appeased yourself even the circumstance was horrendous but when you let go, it was not even excruciating. Sometimes you feel happier. And you wonder, hey..I'm supposed to feel wretched but look at me, I am ok, I am fine. But how come? Letting go of love is never painless.


It's true that love sculpt idiocy. Perhaps not really love but the deliberation of you loving someone. Because human tend to perceive love is something chaste, they lie to themselves. Even worst sometimes love transform people into stupid buggers. People make impossible promises just to get love, people say things that they are too uncertain of just to gain love and people affiliate with hypocrisy just because of love.


In these circumstances, where is the purity of love?


To me, there are lots of things beyond the word love. You have to consider sacrifice, patience, maybe materials and courage.


Could you love someone without wanting to understand, without money and without any courage to move forward?


Love is not only sweet words and breathtaking quotes, it takes more than that. Love doesn't need to be documented on papers, to be record in a video. Love just need to be taken care of and to be felt deeply inside. There is no use if you inscribe the word "I love you" hundred times or even express it with beautiful sonnets when you actually doesn't have what it takes to love someone.


Sometimes when I see people who are deeply in love I wonder, what feeling is that? When I see old couples still in love still holding on, I wonder how do they preserve their love?


Most of us only feel love is something wonderful but in loving someone there're not only wonderful things will come along the way. Loving someone will make you endure few unforeseen incidents where you initially never thought it would occur from the first time you love someone. The question is, how far could you take it?


I have seen the real power of love amongst my friends. It's like..shits..loads of it come to shake their relationship yet they fought all their strength for it until at times in my prayers I pray that God give His mercy to them for they are genuine and sincere people in loving each other. But yeah, their strength really awed me.


I am blessed with love. From my mum, unconditional love. From my friends who always support me and be there for me all the time. And from those stupid sweet looking of my four legged darlings.


And I know..From my part. I would give everything I have, my every best to return their love. For their love created rainbows even when it rains everyday.


I am grateful, at least I feel the taste of pure love which came from sincere hearts. Not from those who only know how to say it but never really realize the value of it.


May you bunnies too, be blessed with eternal love.
Have a lovable weekend.

Ahah!

Assigment PR minggu pertama: research how to set up a blog.
Next assigment: setup a blog.


Best bapak gile. Tidakkah dia tahu aku adalah third degree blog whore? Dan mengapa aku seorang sahaja yang terujaa.Mengapaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa?


Anyway, I need to track 5 blogs progress in a week. And one of them must talk about PR. Hmmm..manala?Yang lagi 4 tu aku taula nak stalk blog sape.Hehe


And oh, please, if you a PR of any company, could you leave me a message, kalau you hensem dan berkarisma lagi bagus.Dan kalau single adalah bonusssss. Hahahahaaaaaaaaaa.

Average Joe

I like to have intellectual discussion [haha] with friends over air suam or strawberry milk at mamak. Ehe, yes it's true that I don't like mamak but kalau nak minum-minum aje takpelah.Kalau nak suruh aku makan kari mamak dengan their hairy hand membuat roti, tak dapatlah bang.


So they other day, I went melepak with a friend and discuss the topic of being an average joe. It sucks to be average, that's what my friend said. In his situation, he is granted with good look but according to him not good enough to be a model or at least gigolo. Aku tak tau apsal cita-cita dia macam ni tapi ye, sebagai seorang kawan yang supportive, aku sokong dia ok. Haha.Keji. Anyway, with his value, looks and everything he also set some standard for himself. I mean, he wanted a hot chicas because yelah sape tak nak hot chicas but wanting a hot chicas meaning you have to have money. Extra money. Like I saidlah, nowadays,takde lelaki yang tanak perempuan cun tapi takde perempuan cun yang tanak duit. And he is doing ok in his work .Ok but not as what he expected which makes him an average guy. Nowadays to be outstanding you must have something outstanding. Either good looks, money, power or good career. Extra good [ade ke such word?]


But then I told him, being superstar is also not a piece of cake. For example Ronaldinho. He is well knownlah kan in the arena of football but seela what happen to him during this world cup. He doesn't shine as the way he is expected to be. Why? I dunno, maybe because of pressure or because every bloody single coach of each country dah study pergerakan dia kaw-kaw and suruh budak budak bola[sesedap aku jekan bagi nama bebudak bola] mark dia or something like that. Ko ingat dia tak pressure? Komfem balik Brasil kene kutuk punye. Lainla macam budak gemmmm Ronaldo, atleast dia sempatla jugak prove some point. Itu pun puasla kene kutuk.


He then said, it's ok to be average but at least you should have a good feeling about being average. I mean at least you are ok with it. I understood his point, it's like kalau kau dah sah sah sengal dari dulu takpe ni tak. Dulu your life is way more better than now and when under current circumstances you tend to compare or maybe you are ambitious but yet to achieve your ambition.


Anyway, my perception is..he is still doing ok sebabnya ialah he acted as the way his condition is. Not like certain people, average sebenanye but hey, mahu memetik bintang di langit pula. Claim diri superstar but when it comes to the part of proving the point, gagal. For example dalam cerita buli, you remember Roy which was being acted by heart throbbing Hans Isaac? Dia sebenanya sepatah mende tak reti tapi cerita lebey, at last kantoi jugak. Its better to be like siapa tu..Nordin yang power tapi tak self proclaim. Unless you know you could perform then ahah lain crite.


Anyway to my dude, you don't have to worry sebab at least you know you are not below average. Kau masih dikategorikan dalam golongan orang-orangnya hensem dan bermasa depan. I mean, you don't have all the poyo talking and you are not a himbo and your personality is interesting. Takdela sengal kalau nak bercakap dengan orang.

Kalau kau sengal jugak, kau tau sape nak call.Hehe.


Tiba-tiba aku rasa macam keluar topik tapi takpe..have a nice day!

Mengapa saya ingin jadi superman?

Hai nama saya chics. Pada hari ahad yang lepas saya dan encik ikhwan telah pergi menonton cerita Superman walaupun saya baru saja pulang dari Johor Bahru. Sungguh tak sedar diri saya itu tapi saya memang ketagih kepada keberpoye-poyean. Tetapi itu bukan pointnye.


Selepas keluar dari pawagam, kami berdua adalah ingin menjadi seperti abang Super dengan kobaran di dada walaupun saya sedar saya adalah seorang perempuan. Jadi mengapa saya ingin jadi superman?


Pertamanya sekali, kerana dia adalah kacak maka secara otomatik saya akan jadi jelita. Saya tak kesahla kalau terpaksa berpura-pura nerd ye kerana disebalik cermin mata itu ada seorang wanita yang jelita[haha]. Kedua, adalah boleh terbang itu. Imaginelah kalau saya boleh terbang. Hari-hari saya akan pergi ke Jepun sewaktu lunch untuk makan sushi dan pegi ke italy untuk makan pasta dan aha..pergi ke Jerman untuk menengok world cup. Saya juga tidak perlu risau mengenai rambut yang mengerbang kerana menurut cerita itu, walaupun abang super terbang selaju cahaya, remosnya tetap stay ok.Dan saya akan otomatik juga menjadi kool dimana ia akan menghilangkan kegelupuran saya yang wujud secara semula jadi. Superman juga adalah sangat bijak dalam menyembunyikan perasaanya. Bijak kau ye abang super.


Tetapi sanggupkah saya memakai bra diluar? Dan sanggupkah saya berpura-pura menjadi tak attention whore?

Tetapi saya tidak rasa suka Kate Bosworth menjadi Lois Lane walaupun saya cinta dia kerana dia tak cukup machola. Teri hatcher adalah lagi menawan. Dan apabila saya menjadi chics, saya rasa saya jatuh cinta kepada James Marsden @ Richard. Walaupun Richard adalah too good to be true. Maksud saya dia adalah seorang pilot. Dan dia tidak keji seperti sesetengah pilot yang konon-konon modest mengaku diri sebagai "drebar aje" dan berkata "I tak suka stewardess sebab diorang seme typical, I dah bosanla dengan diorang.I nak carik gefren yang biasa" dimana at last awek mereka adalah stewardess juga. Eh, apa ynag saya cakap ini? Sorry, adalah tidak sengaja di situ. Baiklah kembali kepada James Marsden, saya seres jatuh cinta yang kelapan kali dengan abang James[haha] kerana sangatlah kacakkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk dan ohh dalam cerita itu dia penuh dengan integrity sama seperti dalam X men. Cuma nasibnya adalah malang, dalam X men dia terpaksa berebut Jean Grey dengan Wolverine dan dalam crite ini dia terpaksa berebut Lois Lane dengan Superman pula. Apalah malang nasib mu abang James. Mari dekat chics meh..Hahahaaaaaaaaa.

Penjahat dalam cerita ini ialah Kevin spacey dimana dalam American beauty dia memainkan watak sebagai seorang lelaki tua yang keji. Tapi kali ini dia bukan pengote walaupun dia alah penjahat. Lex luthor adalah sangat loyal okkkk. Walaupun awek dia sangat bimbo tetapi dia tidak pernah meninggalkan aweknya walau sekali pon.


Itulah, tiba-tiba saya tidak mahu menjadi superman kerana walaupun mempunyai super power tetapi dia adalah lonely dan helpless dalam bab bercinta. Sekali tersuka dekat bini orangla pulak. Cuma dia tak keji sebab dia tak proceedla, tengok dari jauh je and dia tau how to control himself. Nasihat saya kepada abang super, sudah-sudahla tu bang, dia tu bini orang and husband dia hensem pulak tu. Tapi yelah, abangkan orang putih, boleh je kalau nak berpoye dengan bini orang. Kata americannnnnnnnnn


Akhir sekali saya terasa saya tahu nak jadi siapa. Saya nak jadi budak kecik dalam cerita itu [aku lupala pulak siapa nama dia nehh]. Sebabnya ialah, mak saya adalah cun dan bapak adalah hensem tapiiiiiiiiiii sekali bapak betul supermanlah pulak kann. Hello, best gile bapak superman ok. Dah besa nanti boleh claim "bapak aku superman" untuk pikap hot chicas. Lepas tu boleh belaja cheesy line dari bapak suparman and blaja jadi lelaki yang berkarisma macam bapak Richard. Haaaaaaaaaaaaaa..best tak best??


Demm adalah terpanjang pula entry ini. Okla, itu sahaja ye, sekian. Dah sila taip-taip seperti bz macam biasa. Hehe.


Ohh..ohh..sebab saya sengal saya mahu membagi 1 teka- teki.


Kenapa superman pakai baju ketat?


*Budak-budak STF dan budak STAR bernama Bulat dilarang keras dari menjawab. Hehe.


This world doesn't need a savior,
neither do I - Lois Lane.

Celebration..Come on!

Not to say that I hate to wear kebaya but wearing it under the hot sun is simply not my cup of tea. The presence of Sultanah Johor made the occasion formal that day. Yellow carpets and yellow tents were seen every where. But we missed the permasyuran ceremony, thanks to our escape skills which have been practiced since what.. 8 years ago?

It was 9 years since the SPM days. The school changed here and there. No more getik girl without tudung loitering around [except for us srikandi bunnies.haha]. Even the cadets didn't look sexy enough, not without they famous seluar ketat yang ahh..menunjukkan bontot yang hots. Aha, which I don't think the Renjer have the privilege to wears skirts like our time.. Hehe. Even some part of the school and dormitory changed. I mean, block B [tengku arfah] girl won't suffer from pekakness anymore since the band room has been moved to blok A [Tun Teja]. Tapi jangan risau, aku gerenti diorang boleh still tido even band membising dengan hebatnya di bawah.


Few things still remain the same. You can still smell the sweetness of shower foam and shampoo as you reached the dormitories. The scenery of toiletries arranged in colourful small basket we still there. Shoes and persyen were neatly arranged outside. During my time, they were supposed to be inside except for prefect sebab prefect tak best. Haha. The compartment was still full of dust and rubbish, which bring the memory, macamana aku boleh duduk menyorok tu dengan Fadzi walaupun keadaan sangat sempit dan keji. Kan senang kalau pergi je prep tu? Sheesh. Also, my scariness of seeing Pn. Hajjah and Pn. Radziah the disciplies teachers were still the same. Hehe. I wonder why.


Every places I go and see that day remind me of bitter sweet stories I shared for 5 wonderful years. I used to hate my school and wish the school days would be over coz I can't wait to be outside, boy scouting and socializing. Every morning when I woke up, I will cry or feel like crying realizing I was still there but if given chance today, I would want to go back to the years of mind free and headache less. Dancing under the rain [dan kene marah warden lepas tu], laughing with your friends even kene round tennis court sepuluh kali sebab ponteng senaman pagi, feasting with tembikai and iron pressed toast and even kene rotan after making so much noise over nothing.


It was great, the memory was great. Everything was great, including the shopping spree at Singapore after that. Hihi.


I just don't know how to describe it. Maybe pictures speaks louder than words.


Anyway, Happy 50th Birthday STF. You made me who I am today [whatever that means].


We'll be the guide, we'll be the light
And be your pride
United we stand, Tun Fatimah!