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!