.apakah sudah musnah?.
Selamat Menyambut Hari Kemerdekaan yang Ke-51
dan
Selamat Menyambut Ramadhan Al-Mubarak
boleh tak kalau luggage limit sampai 30kg atau lebih?
boleh tak kalau packing tuh cam ikut suka hati nak takyah pikir berat ke tak?
haish~
em, boleh tak kalau kita dapat hormati adat resam agama lain, dieorang hormati kita plak?
boleh tak kalau nak bekerja tuh, tunjuk semangat sikit?
bukan lembik macam tak makan 3 hari 3 malam, tapi tengok roti canai atas meja berapa helai bleh abis.
boleh tak badge ' Hari Ceria Untuk Semua' diaplikasikan sepenuhnya?
boleh tak kalo nak masuk junction or nak berhenti bagi signal?
boleh tak kalo dah tau memang kat belakang, buat cara beratur belakang?
boleh tak kalau salah buat cara salah?
nak cover pun tak reti.
manusia, manusia.
takde sapa yang sempurna.
tapi boleh dicuba.
ye tak?
abes tuh kenapa takmo cuba?
padahal benda tuh tak membawa ape-ape malapetaka.
lagi cuba, nampak usaha, kalo gagal pun tak rasa sepenuhnya.
kalau mahu, buat cara mahu.
kalau tak, tinggal kan segera.
boleh?
*elyana*
tak pasal-pasal.
31 Ogos 2008.
bawa apa makna pada kamu semua?
kemerdekaan semata-mata?
pikir la!
tak guna bertelagah tak tentu hala.
buat sakit telinga, sakit mata.
hala tuju langsung tak nampak.
kalo sumpah kat masjid ikut cara kristian,
abes tuh nikah kat masjid, tak ikut jugak ke?
yang kita dok makan pakai sudu garfu kat majlis-majlis
ataupun kat rumah sendiri tuh, kire ikut care kristian jugak ke?
pelik.
cetek.
pikir la balik.
atas pagar?
entahla.
belum masa lagi kot.
tapi dah time kita.
undur? padah la jawabnya.
maju? tak kemana kalau tak bersatu.
harapan.
.dinner with the uncle & doc.
at Thai Express at The Curve that night.
Thanx a lot to ( Cik Yazid ) and ( Dr. Shah ) for treating us! :D
pics on entry, click ( here! ).
*cik yazid, me and bro*hehe..
the doctor aka photographer of that night;
*dr. shah*maaf, curik gambar kat profile.gambar dr.shah paling hensem.
p.s: next time, insyaAllah, will be our turn k.
.stretching from the sea to the earth.
adek, if you're reading this, thanx so much for calling me from the sea.
i'v never thought you would want to ring me while you're on board working.
your kakak would miss the naughty you when she's back in moscow.
and by then, you're back in the sea again, traveling around the world.
keep in touch when there's coverage adek!
kakak needs the fun from you.
how's adek's brother doing in moscow now?
inform him i'll be there soon.
but adek, you're just so much better!
take care yeah!
Kakak.
.kemuliaan.
i was frustrated, yet at the same time, i knew i had done wrong.
basic knowledge on courtesy did not appear on my head-screen.
i did things my own way in a frame.
they say; 'You enjoy a thing, you will lose another.'
yes, in a deleted previous post, i stated this; it's either or, neither nor.
it was a harm to not ask a permission, but my mind wanted more and i had cross the line.
nothing ruined whatever i had encounter, but it definitely accelerated the degree of frustration.
and only then i realized.
*tutup mata lama-lama*
the past is my future reference.
the present is always a step forward.
the future is the best i will look into.
i need Your guidance.
and i need yours too.
the spotlights aren't enough for me to dig into this tunnel called life.
crossing the bridge is a fear factor to me.
am i willing? am i ready?
no answer needed.
i have to.
parents knew the recipe.
siblings hand-in-hand walking.
boyfriend share thoughts and views, supporting.
till then.
***
one-stop keli was fun!!
*the ikan keli & ayam kampung business**the supportive gurlfie & the hard-working boyfie*
*i do not eat ikan keli, and please do not let me*p.s: a silent man has an evil mind.
.summer is mine.
my summer's just getting better and better every year.
and uh, i'm lovin' it!!
:D
what happens in GH, is left at GH.
heh.
sayang, the Russian vs Norway handball game did not interest us eyh?
same goes to last year's baseball game.
we knew how to spent it well.
just damn too well!
Wall-E was definitely great.
looks like Milo did not work on us. haha..
p.s: spark it up!
.keeping it silence.
i do not decide but i do tell what is right.
i give out my best and make sure i do not leave it plainly to the rest.
i take it reasonably but pull off whatever that do not concern me.
i take the golden opportunity open wide ahead of me and wish you had mine too.
i may not succeed in my own way but share the recipes altogether.
i am in my boundary and yours, i do not bother.
p.s: thank you for treating my precious leg boyfie! :D
.Raja Nazrin Shah once said.
Jangan cepat berkawan dengan musuh
dan jangan cepat bermusuh dengan kawan.
interpret this sentence yourself.
you'll understand what i mean.
.i feel good.
even better after the whole program had settled in time and it went smoothly.
more than we expected.
the best program i had ever been and conducted.
the best team work so far from scratch to something we thought impossible
but turn out great and i could say, i am proud of you all.
Alhamdulillah.
much thanx to my parents and family including my grandparents for giving us shelter before we head to our destination and for the dinner, supper, breakfast and lunch that was cooked by mama & nenek all by themselves
while all 14 of us, busy suturing the bicycle tube as to practise our skills in suturing the penis skin of the sunathon kids.
the whole program was hilarious right from the start.
the meeting at a friend's house in ampang till the very last moment of the closing ceremony in the prestigious main hall of that infamous village for the homestay program of 3 days 2 nights.
the feelings of nervousness and not much confidence filled us.
yes, the butterflies had been flying around the stomach ever since we planned this very first project in moscow.
the orphans program went extremely well as this was our first time handling counselling-like agenda.
dedicated to the orphans aged between 9 to 14 and to the single moms too.
almost three hours of the first night was spent wisely between all of us.
tears running down their cheeks (and even mine!) were proven that we did it!
we like them and of course, vice versa too.
the peak of the program was the next day.
technical problems were settled fast by the MA (medical asistant) students, the KK (klinik kesihatan) of that area and one of the big hospital in that district.
yeah, i did everything except for LA and cutting the foreskin.
no guts yet, but next time, will do.
my table had been with the GA and GA's friend.
yup, we took turns in assisting each other and i had found what i am good at, and what i am not.
kids were so good and acted like a hero everytime it was my turn.
non of them cried like bro's table and even in the post-op, their's turn out well.
the evening was spent cam-whoring by his 400D and his new 450D which makes us so magnetic everytime the shutter button is pressed.
well said, photographer knows best but posers knows better. (it depends actually)
at least we all know how to strecth out the extremities of ours. heh.
of course, Nisfu Syaaban was an option for us because our mind and body could not cope with anything after that.
imagine 36 kids circumsized by only 14 medic students.
yeah, i know it sounds so little, but we had to do all by ourselves except that the start is done by the handsome Dr Aznil, pregnant Dr. XXX, actor-like Dr. Muaz (or so..) and another doc that i did not managed to have a time to talk with.
the village people were so cool to all of us.
frankly speaking, the could mix around so well with strangers, even better than certain people i know and aware of.
that's how comunities work. anywhere and everywhere.
not sticking quietly in your own clique and do nothing for our own religion and race and all they know is to talk behind other people's back but no ideas given.
yeah, people nowadays are too modern to do that, i guess.
okayh, i do not want to write much about that.
too long to explain.
continuing the next day which is more to a community services made from house to house, guided by the representative of the village.
statistic taken and most of the villagers are prone to get hypertension, diabetes and stroke, which is common to malaysians due to the meals and junks taken daily.
but youngsters are now aware of the importance of taking extra care of their health as they do not want these disease to attack them by the age of 30 plus.
there were even really 'nice' cases (i will have to refer back to the clerking paper) that put us in awe.
we'll soon discuss this topic in moscow.
the patients were so nice that my partner and i were given rambutans and self-production mushrooms made organically.
we loved them even more!
the closing ceremony of course were made as simple as possible.
but the ketua kampung and his people which is originally from abah's village gave their full commitment in handling our team.
i guess 'my' people are known for their hardwork.
no need to explain more. you should know better, yeah?
plaques were given and the selawat by the ketua kampung made us shed our tears when we hugged and embraced the foster parents of ours.
i'll never forget these experience and learned a lot about friends that we could work with and i am trully grateful to Allah that had granted us the best team work that we could survived from box 1 till our long term pilot projects.
yeah, more to come!
congrats team-mates!!
no pics for now. waiting for the photographer to upload them.
p.s: i smell jealousy people! yesssaaa!
.after months, i improved!.
18 holes at Bukit Beruntung Golf Course.
it was extremely a game predicted by boyfie.
a par and too many bogeys
but compared to last year, i did a better job than others.
heh.
it was worth waking up early morning,
tee-ing off at 7.15am.
pheww...
whuttaday!
too many pics.
lazy to post them up.
p.s: will be in Muar till sunday!
.hempas pulas.
we soon found a way to handle the stress and mess throughout the day.
alas, having a full bag of food in your digestive area
you can't seem to walk around much, ain't it people?
nope, i managed to double date with wanie & sam
including bro accompanying me to meet his close friend, sam,
which happens to be boyfie's best friend.
related eyh? :P
despite of that, i can still see myself smiling and laughing
at things and issues i sometimes could not considerate.
bearing in mind that love is unconditional
i kept that all aside and enjoyed the day out
and making it best and definitely better than before.
throwing myself in a crowd of awkwardness
i stayed and observed.
a quiet man has an evil mind, ain't that so?
you should have known when to bring the joker in between us.
p.s: wanie, it wasn't called manje, it's mengade. XP
.monday blues.
*kesayangan****
from the stalls standing along the wired gate of Uptown Kota Damansara.
walking from end to end with the growled stomach
we end up having tomyam and tembikai laici and horlicks ice.
yeah, both of us, bro and i.
a lady came to us with Maxis headband and black t-shirt
holding a file and pieces of papers
that seems to us, she's promoting something i would not want to care.
'Kakak, pakai hotlink ke?'
'Yeah, nape?' (i know i should have said 'tak pakai')
'Oh, kami ade promotion, free punye.'
'Ape yang free nye?'
'Camni. kalo akak pakai prepaid, kami tukar kepada postpaid. lagi murah.'
'Ape yang free nye?? kater ade free.' (saje putar belit. malas nak layan)
'Inilaa.. perkhidmatan free punya.'
'Dah, dah.. takpe, takpe. thank you.'
and off she went with that oh-damn-you-lady face towards me.
*ooppsss*
'Abang, abang!! jual kerang bakar ek?'
'Aah.. nak ke?'
'Bagi kerang bakar satu pinggan.'
'Nak bakar ke rebus?'
(kalo cakap kerang bakar, die rebus ke?????)
'Hahaha.. bakar laa..'
'Ok, ok.' (dengan muka selamba)
'Abang Dinie, ade kerang bakar tapi die goreng ke? tak pun masak sambal kot..'
'Haha..tu ar. baru ingat nak tanye kalo die rebus kerang bakar tuh. dah terang-terang kater nak kerang bakar. nasib baik tak tanye. hahaha..'
Not being sarcastic, but that's life.
There's no fun having a serious life, yeah?
***
Selamat Pengantin Baru to the newly wed Kak Mahani Mastor and husband, Muhammad Ubaidullah.
And also to Kak Nadia Kamaruddin that weds to Aliff Sarifuddin.
sorry that i could not attend both weddings that was held yesterday.
huhu..
too many invitations la this august!!
mating season eyh?
p.s: fun, work, extra fun, extra work!
.don't tell my boss!.
early last night, i received this SMS;
(let's name him Mr S)
Mr S: Salam..i'm S***. Mnd Kno u?
thinking who had sold my handphone number to strangers
i decided to reply and ask him a few questions that blurted out of my mind.
Me: Salam. Whr did u get my num?
So, while i was in the middle of a family meeting Mr S replied.
Mr S: i'm the immgrtn guy.but psssttt..dun tell my boss! u were rgstrg and he x kno i kdnpd ur no. can i b ur fren?
Me: hw cn i blve dat u'r d immgrtn guy dat helpd me rgstr? u'r nametag wasn't S***.whch counter was i at regstrg?
Mr S: no la..i'm suppose to be at counter 4. u were at counter 3. i ws at d bck tkng applctns frm d counter.
Me: oh.u did dat! impressed!
And, he didnt replied because it was already 1 am.
But before that happened
this was the scene at the counter 3, Jabatn Imigresen Malaysia in Subang Airport.
(before my number was called, bro was at the same counter too)
Mr K: Assalamualaikum warahmatullah hi wabarokatuh.
Me: (laugh a lil).. erk...waalaikumsalam.
Mr K: ni nak pegi mane nih?
Me: oh, nak pegi rusia, tp nih renew pasport je.
Mr K: oh..amik medic?
Me: aah.
Mr K: brape lame kat situ?
Me: em... 6 tahun. tp tinggal 3 tahun je lagi.
Mr K: oh..eyh, tadi abang ye?
Me: oh..aah.
Mr K: kat sane best?
Me: ok la..layan je.
Mr K: kejap ye. kejap lagi siap.
Me: oh. ok ok..
Mr K: ok..taruk jari kanan kat sensor tu..
Me: orait. em, pelajar takde diskaun ke, walaupun dah umur lebih 21 tahun?
Mr K: haha.. lebih 21 tahun special sikit. kire dah dewasa tuh.
Me: oh.. ala, still belajar kat luar negara kot. haha..
Mr K: hahaha.. (3 people behind him working were laughing too!)
Me: uh-hu..
Mr K: ok, nak amik cap jari jap ye.
(taking my thumb, press it to the stamp pad and stamp it to the form.)
nah, tisu nih. (tearing a piece of tissue for me)
Me: thank you.
Mr K: welcome. ok, nak siap dah ni.
Me: mmm....
Mr K: orait. done. nanti bayar kat kaunter 5 k?
Me: orait.. thanx again.
Mr K: (senyum kambing)
as soon as i reached the seating area, bro made some weird look.
he says that it wasn't fair the man was chit chatting with me
and hand me the tissue paper.
too bad, i'm a girl here in this case.
heh.
ade ke kidnap my number?
isk isk..
p.s: perjalanan pulang BP-KL yang merisaukan.
.being over-protective towards me.
and i hate it.
can't they just leave me the way i am?
leave me like the falling leaves and down the stream of wonders.
i'm swimming in my own deep emotion and they keep their suspicion
which annoys me really much now.
why is that every single decision i take
there will be an objection?
conditions made and without further thinking
i have made them an option.
the option that will make them least suffer
but contrarily put me in despair.
i am rebellious when i have to.
just don't keep me shut in your world
because i never belong to you.
and i would not want to.
you said you don't believe in fate.
and now you do
forcing me to accept on what is going on
because of what had been written
in yours and my book of the inescapable doings.
can i lead on my own?
help me answer.
i'm over-protected.
.note.
it's august already.
and yet, i have not started jotting down all my expenses during this summer.
receipts all gone.
*sheesshh*
might as well start form the month of august.
the unsystematic me is going down the ocean if mama found out this attitude of mine.
heh.
the whittish day is packed with paying bills and stuffs mama left for me.
but the darkish night is fulfilled with the enjoyments with the boyfie and friends.
what a summer!
nothing is explainable so far.
just being the awfully me that destroys the boyfie in and out.
his turn!
minggu joli katak.
p.s: peer pressure. haha..
