Gila Kuasa... (>.<)

just when i thought the day's gonna end in peace, hell break loose...when i tried to remind back the chance for the event to take place at that moment, it seem very ridiculous...and damn 'lucky'....

when i and my sis were passing the guard post in KLIA, came along a man, who was currently working under MAS...in a sudden, he called for my sis...coz she was wearing earphone at that time...he checked whether my sis have declared this item with the police...(yeah, you must declare EVERYthing you have...shit)...
i knew it was my sis's fault to not declared her item...but then, i would't expect the man to be such an F-ing annoying person...the gila kuasa type...my sis was clearly rude to this man when the man checked everything we had in our bag...i also noticed that other people passed through the guard post easily without even being checked...very weird...as if he was checking us to pass his free time...


he was quite angry with my sis's arrogant action and threatened her with his power...i mean his authoritative power, which enable him to fire my sis from her job...bt then my sis said sorry so many time...but the man wouldn't let her go...what more does he want? worship him? pay him? F*ck...i even got annoyed with his gila kuasa act...threatening us...he even said : "jangan kurang ajar...dah la kerja kontrak..."...WTF?...hina sangat ker kerja kontrak brader oi?? then he added up, "nasib baik ko melayu, kalo ko india, memang aku dah tangkap dah bawak naik kereta..." WTFx2!!!!



racist...ugh...i hate these kinda people...be it if they were of my own race...if my own people turned out to be racist, i'd rather happily betray them than being prejudice to other races...why our people still have the F-ing thing called racism??

there are few type of people that i despise the most, and 2 of 'em are racist people and whoever put a splat of mud on my face a.k.a. disrespectful to me and my family members...this situation put a great doubt in my resolute decision to work under MAS for 1 more month...maybe i'll consider to resign after my first paychecque arrived...feel like f*cked up to work under these 'people'...or he/they might not even worthy or the title human...maybe it is just him, not all...but he really did scratch the 2 sensitive spots in my emotionless heart....F him...

Bangkok Dangerous?

Hmm...today and yesterday have been very chaotic...all because of one bloody reason...Somchai Wongsawat...sigh... ( ~.~")



because of him...the riots gathered at the Bangkok Airport...demonstrating their felling for the darn-i-don't-even-wanna-know matter...some kinda of unrest bout something... (=.=)

even the Iran plane's pilot said that it was Somchai Wongsawat whos fault for the imbalance of the air traffic...not the people...hahax...now, all aeroplanes have to park in KLIA which meant DOUBLE the work for me...duh... (>.<)

Shit Happens...

"shit can happen, shit can happen!!"....this part of lyrics of one of Eminem's song played and repeated over and over in my head when i got into Iran plane, AGAIN...ugh...that's my luck i guessed...

my mind was full with the word 'shit' when i saw the toilets on that plane...before this, i only have to vacuum or pick up the garbage on the carpet...but today, as a toilet boy, i have to face the most stinky and slimey toilet i've ever seen!!! aRghhh!!! for you guys to imagine the condition of the toilets in the Iran plane, compare with the common stinky public toilets or school toilets in Malaysia...but the smell was even excruciating for me...for i have to endure it for a long time..."shit!!!! real shit!!! shitty shit!!!" (0.0)

on the contrary, i got to enrich my taste buds with the luxurious, magnifique, unique tasteof the first-class food...one tiny cheese block, that i thought was cheap, was actually cost more than rm10...so tiny...the size of a normal rubbing rubber...so tasty that beats all the cheese from any fast food restaurant chain in malaysia!! then some satays, and fruit muffins...all 1st-class quality and taste... (^-^)

before i sleep for the night, i checked my TOEFL result...and to my surprise, i got quite a good marks that will satisfy me to no end....hahax...not very high, but still proudable...hahahx... (^-^)

Kurangkan Kontroversi, Tingkatkan Prestasi

hahax...i got no idea what to write for the topic of todays entry...so what i wrote maybe can be reflected into my story for the day...

today, i started my shift at 3pm...so i got a lot of time to rest before the work started...i slept like a snorlax last night...hahax...today is just a normal day, but filled with fun for me...i finally got promoted to the job 'BOY' or simply said toilet boy...hahax...the name itself will make people run away from this job... (>.<)

i found the BOY job was so easy, that i dont even break any sweat when cleaning the toilets...the toilets on the plane were not like the toilets you always witnessed everday (the slimy, smelly public toilets)...they are very, extremely, awesomely, magnifique, super, duper clean!!! i just have to clean the mirror only...hahax...then i can finish my job early...

ehemm..well for someone who has finished his/her job early, there were always the 'reward'...hahax...the FOOD!!! the last plane i got into, i ate 2 prawn macaroni, 2 croissant bread, and cups of pure orange juice...hahax...i don't even have to dig up my money to buy food from the cafe... (^-^)

the things that i like today was that people were getting used to me...they were actually very warm and easy to mingle with...most of them were Sabahan, talking Tagalog among their gang...very unique...

i hope that i can mingle more with them...working during the night was a new experience to me...good thing was that i don't even felt the time passed by...8 hours seem very short, and in addition, as a BOY, i don't even have to use much of my scarce energy...hahah...

looking forward to more interesting days ahead...somemore, i'm in the same shift with a 'akak' there...a final sem student from USIM...very talkative...fun to work with her...very sporting and only 22 years old...quite surprised that she was married...later i can dajal her...hahax... (^-^)

*what the heck i'm writing here? well, maybe coz i am too tired to think about great story to tell...sigh...

Conservative mode=OFF, Battle mode=ON

today, i let myself being bullied, ragged, and exploited by the seniors...especially the 'mak cik' type of people there...not all...but just a few of them...they looked at me not as a trainee, but more as a servant ....maybe because i was the youngest worker there, so they took advantage over me...i cannot be angry to them, for i was still in training...so i just have to force myself to endure the tense and my anger till the end of the day... (>.<)

but some of the anger accidentally leak, and i yelled at one of the 'mak cik' as a reflex action...she then felt quite scared to ask any favor from me after that...hahax...sorry but everyone has his/her limitation in sustaining anger... (=.=)

today was filled with ragging from the seniors...i don't know why...they made my job even harder for me...they stole my equipments to vacuum, took my wiping cloth, threw rubbish at the place i cleaned before...what i noticed there was the seniors were lazier than the juniors...the work cycle was unfair to me today...on average, one person has a limit of 2 plane to vacuum per day...and i got 5 planes in just 5 hours of work!!... (0.0)

well...seem like they wanna play it the rough way...hmm...bring it on...roll the dice, i'm in...tomorrow i'll start as a non-trainee....i can wear their standard work uniform...but the most important thing tomorrow, i won't take order from people other than my team leader...maybe they'll think of me as arrogant or whinny person, but i'd rather lose my job than losing my dignity...

Eternal Sunshine After Heavy Rain....(hopefully)

Ah....what a breeze today...not like yesterday...yesterday was hell...today was different...free from problem...free from expectations...free from tutoring...freedom!!!

oh before we get to my work experience today, let's get to the more prominent issue...about the Yoga...i heard from the news yesterday that the Fatwa council has the final decision on the dangling issue of practising Yoga...but the thing i've heard during the news was quite vague so i don't know the real stuff...what i heard was Yoga cannot be practiced my the Muslims...but then, the news reader said can, but not adviseable...have to avoid Yoga...hurm...kinda confused right now...oh well, like i will practice Yoga in the future...even the simple push-ups also i easily get lazy to practice...hahax...

today was really calm, slow-paced, and serene for me...'cause it's Sunday...more small aeroplane came to KLIA today...less work to do...and moreover, no tutoring today!!! i felt like some kinda freedom to do my job independently without the guidance from my tutor, Abang Saidina...not that i hate him, but i wanna learn to do the job myself...

the first thing that i received when i checked in at the office was a task...a jumbo plane was in need of my asisstance...hahax...luckily i got the easiest part of the job to be completed...and i was the first person to finish my task...then, i noticed some workers were gathering at one spot in the plane...i got the hunch that something interesting was taking place there...so i went to them, watching them eating all out... they even took out the mangoes from the fridge...very greedy i thought...well, i won't be as greedy as them...i just took a piece of bread from the warming compartment of the galley...just to fill up my empty stomach with breakfast...

after the jumbo, i got to enter the Garuda plane again, and i saw not-so-beautiful stewardess again...and so far, i noticed only the stewardess of the Garuda Airlines wore sexy clothing...short skirts...duh...contrast to the fact that Indonesia was the country with the most Muslims...they should fix their dress code...even the later-i-worked-on Vietnam Airlines plane stewardess wore very nice, closed, and easy-to-the-eye clothings...

i was quite impressed by them (the Vietnamese) for their courtesy and warm welcome for us, the cleaners when i entered the plane...there were smiles on their face all the time...this was in contrast with the Bangladesh plane that i worked on later...tension-faced stewardess who didn't even know English very well caused me and other fellow workers a hard time to clean their tiny plane...i asked simple question, "excuse me, may i know where's the power plug in this plane?"...and one of the stewardess replied, "#!@#@$#@ plug $#@$!%@" (i don't know what the heck she said...) ...same goes to the Garuda Airlines stewardess...they one called me to complain about the smelly toilet in their plane...they said, "mas, bisa tolong...smelly this toilet...see..so smelly...ada parfume wangian good smell...bla bla bla"...and i was just like standing dumb-founded on to reply to them either in Indon or English...i don't know whether they can understand...ugh...

I think stewardess on every airlines should be proficient with English as a universal language...spoken by the majority of the world's people...so that people from other country can ask for help easily or order anything with much ease...

Series of Unfortunate Event...

due to the support from my friends and other, i'll keep on writing entries 'bout my experiences...thanks all!!

.............*)&&(*)*&%&$%^!!!! why!!! that's what i felt when i got back safe and sound at home (not to forget, ALIVE!!!)...

this 'fortunate' day has taught me a lot of the lessons in life...all because of the strings of unfortunate event that keep on haunting my sister (lucky me), who was also working along with me...but the echoes from the problems that she's gone through today were enough to lower my morale and my spirit (what am i talking about?? duh...)...

i sensed that something gonna happen today as soon as my sister declared to my father bout her carelessly forgot to bring along her hand phone to work...but i kept quiet as it was 6.30 in the f*ckin' morning!!! i was quite high from the vapour of petroleum that my father put in an oil bottle at the passenger seat so i cannot remember much of the journey to the bus stop...

as soon as i arrived at the office, my tutor ordered me and the rest of the trainees to work on a jumbo plane and later on, a Boeing 737...well, that was quite unexpected (as i don't expect to break my sweat early in the morning)...today's work finally forced me to sweat heavily, as the plane's air conditioning system was disabled (saving nyer la MAS)...then, problem arised...my sister lost her security card..."SECURITY CARD !!!!!"...of all the odds, why my sister?? security card, in KLIA compound, was like identification card for you, or simply a second MyKad in KLIA...before we can enter the KLIA satelite area (plane's parking bay), we have to trade our MyKad for a security card...


then she went to search for the lost card all over the place, even in the plane...after quite some time, she gave up and went to report for the loss at the police department inside the KLIA terminal, which was outside of our work area...she went there alone as i cannot accompany her due to my work...a plane was going to land in just a few minutes...the clock struck 12 noon, and nothing was heard from her...then suddenly there's a call for me from the office...it was my sis, calling from the police office...calling me for help...she forgot to bring much money with her to pay up for the replacement of the lost security card...she was crying when she told me her problem...as a blood-brother, i cannot help but to feel sad for her...her problem was like my problem too!! so i came out far from my workplace to hand her my money....

after the incident, my mood crumbled to dust...i didn't talk to anybody...even to my parents...not a single word came out of my mouth since my sister came back to the workplace after things has been settled...the ride home was like a hell ride for me...damn hot...people were packed like sardine in a tin can...i just thought to my self..."can this day be any more unfortunate??"....i've learn a lot from things that happened today...

on the brighter side of my day today, i got to step into one of the Garuda Airlines (Indonesia) plane...the passengers were just finished exiting the plane...i arrived early at the entrance door and got to see the Indonesian stewardess...how to desribe them hmm....imagine the stepmother in the drama 'Bawang Merah, Bawang Putih'...their appearence was quite the same with my example...you judge by you own perspective... (^-^)...and somemore, i hardly have to clean up the Indonesian plane as it was very clean...very clean that i only have to pick up the newspaper only...no trash at all!! i also got to taste the tasty ginger ale that at the first place, i mistaken the ginger ale can as a beer can...it tasted just like the 'kickappo' juice...only better...



i hope that i can hold on to this effort-demanding job for one more month...

The Day Before Tomorrow...

Ugh....my energy was sucked dry by the journey home from my workplace...everyday i have to dig up rm4 just to pay for the bus fare to home and workplace...quite not worth it anyway when i gave a deep thought about this job of mine...but the urging desire to experience a one-in-a-kind job kept me complacent enough to continue working...

day 2, as i predicted yesterday, was very challenging for me...if yesterday i only got to work on only a plane, today i got 4 goddam aeroplanes!! Hahax...the 'hectic' jobs kept me busy for quite a time that i felt time passed by so quickly that 8 hours seem like 2 hours...i handled 2 jumbo Boeing 747-400, the biggest planes in the world before the Airbus A380 came to existence, an Aibus A300 plane, and the small Boeing 737...

one of the jumbo plane belonged to the Iran Airlines...that was my first jumbo jet to work on...i arrived quick at the entrance to the plane so i got to see the stewardess came out of the plane...to my surprise, wrinkle-faced stewardess came out of the Iran jumbo jet...hahax (damn...no cute stewardess ar?)...when i entered the jet, the first thing that flashed into my mind was "ni baru kene hijack ker apa nih?"...the condition of the plane was really like 'tongkang pecah'...seriously!! it was quite a shame that people from islamic countries were 'quite' undeciplined in term of cleanliness...people from MAS airline, i should say, congratulation for being such a wonder in cleanliness...i hardly saw any trash laying on the carpet...plus, MAS Airline got so many cute stewardess...so guys, prefer to use MAS more often okay!!

if i write everyday about my experience at my workplace, this whole blog of mine will be stuffed with just work experience entries...so maybe i'll cut down a bit for entries regarding with my work experience...i'll only write when something interesting really happened to me...regarding pictures for this entry, my bluetooth device was messed up, so later i'll put them right away after i fixed this problem...till we meet again...ciaow...

The Prelude....

Phew...what an exhausting day for me...after weeks of sleeping around and not moving my muscle much did cost me a lot after todays work...

ok, i'd like to tell you about my job in my point of view...hmm...my first impression as soon as i entered the airport; damn coooold....i forgot that airport was not like pudu or KTM station...as i arrived at the airport at morning, the freezing temperature of the aircond and the lighting around the area really have the soporific element that's enough to put me to sleep...but i must hold on tight to my conciousness today, as today was my first day of work...

at the so-called strict guard, post 1, people have to scan their bag...funny thing was that people in KLIA were quite traumatic when someone playfully declared that he/she brought guns/bombs/knife with them, though they did not bring anything with them at all...he who did that can be charged and sentenced to years behind the bar...so jokes were supposed to be at minimum...

the first time i entered my job place, i thought; "am i lost? where's the real company office?" the place was like havoc, literally speaking...something like a small canteen if you remembered your primary school canteen...quite small room, sea of people, tons of laughter...they seemed like they have nothing to do...just sit around until they were called for their duty...

the morning was just all lectures and theory on how they do things there...quite a brain-sweating process for me though, as i have to remember lots of things, and unable to picture them in my mind...

then, at noon, duty called...it was Airbus 330, codenamed 9M-MK_ <--cannot remember this lar...a medium sized airoplane...embarrased to say this...but...this was in fact the first time i ever stepped my foot into an airoplane...hahax...quite like an express bus, but a bit luxurious...however, the economy class seats were way packed closely so it's quite suffocating for me...the job was easy, but quite confusing as this was my first field work...i even forgot to curi2 makan...i saw something like sate at the galley a.k.a the kitchen (>.<) at 1600 hours, my duty ended...i left the work place, still dumbfounded by the things that i have to remember...as soon as the pillow hit the left side of my face, i fell asleep directly...hahax...maybe i don't have the right stamina yet...maybe in 2 more days, i can work like 18-hours per day...hahax... looking forward to the next day, which i presumed to be even more challenging than today...oyasumi minnasai

The Briefing....

Hahax...just finished with my job briefing this afternoon...my quick guess or my initial prediction on how well this job fares to me, urm...i guess this job in fun-filled and exciting!!

the briefer, abang whats-his-name-i-forgot-to-ask told me a lot of things that's awaiting me once i started this job...he delivered his speech on the procedure in KLIA (quite stringent i should say) and the duty cycle...well, sometime i have to work from 7am-4pm, sometime 5.30pm-12am, and sometime from 11.30pm-9am...ugh... (>.<) but he quickly assured to me that this job was not like every-minute-must-do-work type of job...i only have to work when a plane landed...haha...according to the seniors, there should be around 3 planes in average that they worked on per day...

plus, i get to eat free food from the cafe in the airplane!!! Yay!!! for example, a plane that came from japan, i can eat sushi...from india, curry of course...sterloin steak? from europe i guess... (^-^) but surely i cannot la drink the beer and alcohol...i always imagined that drinking alcohol is like drinking the petroleum from the gas station...hahax... (^-^) can't wait to start this job...i'll update this blog on my work if God's willing...hope that i can secretly take pictures on my job place (any electronic devices is forbidden in KLIA)... (>.<)

..:: øSignø ::..

i thought that today will be just any day i've gone through...days i slept for 12 hours a day, eat, watch tv, eat, sleep...Zzzzzz...just boring... ( =.=")

but then, while i was sleeping this morning (i don't know whether it's really morning...my 'internal' clock has messed up), i got the hunch that something gonna be different today...i just know it, through this lil' thingy called intuition (not like nostradamus ar)... (=.=)

my father brought a news that a company was searching for workers for one of their department...i can't really recall the full name of the company except the abbrevation AAS (not ASS) ... (~.~) this job requires me to clean the cabin of aircrafts from all over the world...despite it looks like a though kinda job, the seniors told me that this was one of the most non-hectic job they ever do...well, i look forward to believe thier words... (>.<) i don't wanna work 18-hours per day like before!!! I'll die before i get married...huhu... (T-T)

i at first really hesitate to take this job, as i was planning to do other thing this holiday (as if i have a plan... =.=)...but after the interview, the catch for this job was quite lucrative and i quickly nod in agreement when i saw the four digit number in my potential salary... (0.0) i should be starting my job on thursday...

heck, i'll take this as a sign that Allah sent to me...sign that my life gonna be more interesting just like when i accept my first job ever in catering...

i have to do a job to support my university and book fees next sem...i feel a sense of satisfaction when i can pay for something that i use/take/bla3...well this should be my fisrt step to be a responsible grown-up...hahax... (^-^)

Swt.... ( =.=")

at times like this, i was informed that the final result for my exam was on the internet...i gotta check it out right away...

i always expect the worst in this situation...a friend of mine got 3.24 and another one got 3.04 ...to be frank, i was unable to catch up with these guys brains so i expect a 2.8_ something...all because of the precal and reading subject...


as if a miracle had happened in front of my eyes, there i stood in front of my computer, speechless...a result that i assumed to be unlike mine...alhamdulillah...enough said, i don't want to over exaggerate my result...lower than those two results but still satisfy MARA's requirement...

i simply have to work my butt off next sem...but i'll need to alter my life and plan wisely of what i'm gonna go through next sem...maybe i'll start with these:

1. Get a new room different from my room last sem.
2. Get new roommates... (seriously, this one is the main thing i gotta work for)

Yoga... (@.@)

=.="

I never knew this would be as chronic as it is now...

Yoga....the people were arguing about the validity to perform it among the muslims...ugh...suddenly i felt like someone had succeeded in sniping me from far far away...what am i talking about...cut the crap... ( =.=")
the news on Yoga is not suitable for the muslims was newly aired through the media...weeks berfore the incident, me and my group, made an awareness campaign on promoting Yoga as a healthy lifestyle and it was quite a huge success among my classmates...many of them wore our group's trademark souvenir; a nametag printed YOGA on each of them... (^-^)
they said that yoga is against Islam as the objective of yoga is to be free from everything (as they said it) and be one with the God or something like Nirvana...well...i have to agree to them in this matter, and i also have to disagree on them too! (>.<)

as my group had been assigned this campaign for months before the news on forbidding yoga had came up...so we had conducted countless research on yoga, although a bit rushy...but as we got involved deeper into the project, we had learnt quite something about yoga itself...yoga, as a matter of fact, also did not focus on being free from this world....yoga is just simple a light/medium body stretching act that when i did it, i just felt the same like i did on any other stretching activity...i never thought that yoga would lead to separating myself from Allah and be with the hindu Gods...i never acknowledge that there were other Gods other than Allah...

I hope the 'Majlis Fatwa' can resolve this problem as soon as possible...Amin...

Every people has the same God; Allah. They just don't realize yet unlike the Muslims...

Bad Hair Day....literally...

I don't know what've gotten into me this morning...when i woke up at noon this 'morning', i felt like every problem i have was coming back to me....one by one...piling up on top of me...suffocating me...ughh....(>.<)

the pressure had taken a toll on me this day that my long hair seem like someone had blown up my hair...i cannot control my hair anymore...i wanted to straighten it strand by strand but i just cant...hmmm...i just have to do the thing that i despise the most nowadays...ugh....getting a haircut... (0.0)

as my father cut my hair inch by inch, i looked at the fallen hair in soberness...i felt like all the hardship i've gone through to keep my hair long since early this year, just *poof* ...gone away like that...snap, snap, snap...50% of my hair left...ugh...all the sweat, hot weather, rain that i and my hair had gone through will be just memories now... (T-T)

keeping long hair was a childhood dream to me...i always wanted to have long hair ever since i was little...maybe around 5 years old...but schools in malaysia just wont let me keep my hair long...so i have to wait until i enter university...hmm...someday maybe i'll start keep my hair after i fly to US...just maybe...just maybe... ( =.=")

TzzzzOzzzzEzzzzFzzzzLzzzz....

Huargh.....ZzzZzzzZzzz....

"adam! bangun cepat oi!!! org yang nak peksa plak tido lagi. haiz..." ....the morning nag exclusively from my mother wakes the serenity of the cold and chilling morning at my grandma's house...Arghhhhhh!! i hate when my sleep is disturbed...my brain cannot think straight...i feel like kinda 'mabuk' when i wake up unwillingly... (@_@)

i almost forget that today is a big day for me....TOEFL test man....rm600 worth of piece of crap test just to make sure that i can enter the overseas university...i do not do any practice for this test since the last TOEFL class with Madam Suzana...hope that my skills won't be too rusty for the test today... (>.<)

Polytechnic Salahuddin that is...my test centre where i should be taking my test...a very huge place i should say...for my friends and me have a little difficulties in searching for the test building...Juan, Yameen, and BeeJay will be taking this test with me....maybe along with 30++ more students from Intec too...funny thing that i don't feel anxious or panic before sitting this test...hmm... (=.=")

During the test, i donno what happen to my stomach...something tells me that i ate the wrong thing for breakfast or i still in my 'mabuk' mode after the calamity for being awake unwillingly earlier this morning...but stil, i maintain my focus and able to do quite well for the test...except for the listening test though...for i have this complicated part of my brain that signal me to sleep everytime when the listening test is going on...i tried to stay awake throughout the listening test but i failed to do so when my nemesis topic is on discussion....the cursed damn 'Literature' lecture...Arghh..!!!!! History boley tahan lagi, tapi Poetry, Arghhghghghghgh!!!!! (>.<)

luckily i ended the test early 'coz i don't want to take the extra time left for every section to review back my question...there's one thing that always condemn me everytime i look back the questions in every exam i take including the PMR and SPM...i always change the answer choice from the correct one to the wrong one...that's why i hate revising my test question if i have extra time to spare...Juan finishes his test at the same time as mine...Yameen on other hand, finishes way earlier than us two...

before i leave my test desk, i notice that the boy sitting at the far right of me is like groaning in pain or somethin' like that..(coz i'm wearing headset at that time...couldn't hear quite well of the surrounding)...well...it is because his computer turn off in a sudden, probably because of the thunder...pity him...he is still in speaking section when he had the bad karma...i don't know what happen to him afterwards...maybe he has to redo the test all over again....mungkin tu cara Allah beri peringatan kat dia, atau ada hikmah disebalik kejadian tu...that's what i hold in my principe of life...there's always hikmah beyond the events that i experience...

as outside is raining heavily, that even in some parts of the shah alam roads are covered by flood...i have to cancel my 'date' with juan for today....we promised to hang out after the test...well that's what wise people call qada' dan qadar...ada hikmah aku tak jadi pergi jalan-jalan...

Darn...why must I (almost) cry??

phew....this time, it's goin' to be the second time I almost cried for centuries...note the word ALMOST ok?...not because of clashing with GF (though i don't have one) or somethin'....but after watching a movie...an indonesian movie...Ayat-ayat cinta to be precise...huhu...

at first, i hesitate to watch this kind of movie as i fear that this movie will be a cliche like any other romantic movie i've watched...but, I was wrong...totally WRONG...this movie is out of this world babe!!! the idea is fresh and it's got many mind-bending, emotion-stirring, awe-inspiring, heart-stopping twist....

there are things in a movie or drama or whatever that can strike directly to the epicenter of my emotion...every element in the movie has what it takes to shake off the brick wall that engulfed my fragile heart...sacrifice, love , friendship, filliality, Islam, family, etc. *not to forget cute actress too! (^-^)

Heh...to be frank, i thought the actress in the movie will be like IN the movie in term of appreance outside the shooting site...heh...teruskan bermimpi adam!! chaiyooo!!!....the actress that played the aisha character, is really different from the movie in the real world...hahah...that's life...heh...i should expect the worst before i expect the good... (>.<)

The most memorable script i noticed in the movie is: Cinta dan keinginan untuk memiliki adalah berbeza...(or somthin' like that). I wont give out more detail about the storyline of the movie, to avoid spoiler...but i would recommend this movie to who is interested in romantic movie with a lot of twist...a 5 out of 5 i should give to honor its original writer whose cognitive creativity created this magnificante magnus creation of art!!! enjoy~~~

Happy + Sad = Hadpy?

Today will be a great day...i can feel the anxiety and anxiousness inside me that make my mood pompously happy...but as the after effect of playing DOTA last night, i felt quite tired. Today, LA final exam...i only managed to cover important topics only...i don’t want to risk my focus by reading other than the important parts that miss hanie had taught me...Luckily, the questions were not as tough as i presumed...they only covers basic topics...however the clause questions really trapped me real bad...i misread the clauses part of the book...so i can only aim at any target and hetam...bang bang bang!!...when i finished answering, the clock just passed 15 minutes from the starting exam time....15 MINUTES??!! Did i really hentam all questions? Uh...nevermind...i just have to cover back my lost sleep time and there i go sleeping on the exam table for 45 minutes...
As the exam finished early, i managed to go back to cendana early...managed to play a couple of two games of DOTA against pro...i got lucky...I beat the so-called pro DOTA player from the room next to mine...I don’t like to kill heroes by going solo...i’m just an average team player...

After DOTA-ing, me, juan, talhah, and cedric took a taxi to sunway pyramid...this was the moment i’ve been looking forward to...today, our class will hold a farewell party...the last time we had a party was at PakLi cafe during Ramadhan...the taxi fare was cheap, thanks to juan...(^-^)
Sunway pyramid is a good place to cuci mata according to cedric...i know what he means...you should know by now too...*uhuk*uhuk*uhuk*hot*uhuk*uhuk*chicks*uhuk*uhuk*.... (^-^)

The first place that we went was the ice-skating court...lots of intec students were enjoying their time skating....there, even the ‘suci’ member of mine also got caught with scandal...hahah...he held a girl’s hand while skating together...hahah...scandal la sangat...kalau aku yang main, sure la kene pegang orang lain...kang jatuh gedebuk lagi malu....heheh...(^-^)

Later, we had dinner at Wendy’s...this is the first time for me...Wendy’s was quite the same with mcD which is situated just across it...only that Wendy’s will cost more....but to compare with mcD, despite the expensive price tag, Wendy’s was worth the money as i had little trouble to finish its humongous burger...my reading and writing lecturers also joined us this time...miss nurul ikhlas and miss farina...our favourite lecturer miss hanie can't join us this time as she was not feeling so well...sob... (T_T)

Next, we planned to go karaoke-ing at Red Box, but as the fare was out of this world, we resort to more-wallet-friendly bowling...i still felt discouraged by my last bowling game 9 months ago...i as the leader of the bowling club of my school, lost to my friends...the worst part was that i only score 24 per game...24!!!! Warghhhh.....luckily i managed to score 90 today after juan and talhah who scored 101 and 94 respectively (cheewah skema giler ayat)...still this score will put my face in the dirt if my old friends know about this... (T-T)
after the game, we walked through from the end of sunway pyramid to the other end of the building to the car park...this was the saddest moment...it’s like we’ll never see each other again...miss farina and miss ikhlas expressed their thanks to us...very emotional indeed... (T-T) ....*i don’t cry la... they won’t be teaching in intec in the coming years...so this might be the last time we’ll see them...luckily miss hanie will still be teaching in intec...if not, there’ll be nothing left from the 3 most problematic lecturers i’ve ever had...there’re like friends to me...not strangers...they taught me the to enjoy life aside from the syllabus...miss farina taught me to move on and don’t look in the past...i’ll remember her words... saying goodbye was the hardest word for me to say at the moment...God’s willing, we’ll meet again in the future...thanks for everything...thanks for the memories...sob...

For Eugenians, today will be the last day we’ll be as a class...next sem, we’ll be in different class, pursuing each people’s dream...i’ll revive the vivid memories we had all this semester...you guys were cool...I was lucky to have you guys as classmates, as friends...sorry if i had hurt you guys...sorry...fret not...be optimistic...next semester, we’ll meet each other again right? Till we meet again...as a last favor for all of you, i made this video...although i'm just new to this movie making... (>.<)

Somewhere i belong.....

Today is one of the few saddest days of my life. But that’s life. Life has its ups and downs. One by one, my friends left me. We i regretted that i overslept last night. As a consequence, i didn’t have the time to say goodbye to them. I didn’t have the chance to ask for their forgiveness in person. Hmm...that’s life...i can’t expect things will go according to my track.

when life is at the best, i should expect the worst to happen in the future. bak kata pepatah, “setiap pertemuan pasti ada perpisahan”. Time is short. Very short. The time i had in the 1st sem of my university life is too short – 4 months. I will cherish the moments i had during my university life, especially with my friends.

In the following entries will contain the pieces of memories i had there. Not all pieces though. There should be something that should be kept secret.