Isotope Equivalency Theory

Kalau you rasa you tak boleh faham dan terima lawak bernada serius Dr Gregory House dalam siri House, ataupun lawak slapstik sains roket siri Big Bang Theory, I fikir you belum cukup nerd.


Kalau you boleh faham dan terima, I persilakan you masuk ke dalam dunia Nerd-vana.


Yang penting, dalam keseronokkan melayan Howard Wolowitz ataupun Dr Sheldon Cooper, you jangan lupa baca buku sekolah untuk exam nanti.


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1) during the practice for Physics Bowl, Sheldon answers all the questions, giving no chance to other people.

Howard : Hey, I buzzed in.

Sheldon : And I answered. It's called teamwork.

Howard : Don't you think I should answer the engineering questions? I am an engineer.

Sheldon : By that logic, I should answer all the anthropology question because I'm a mammal.


2) when Sheldon Cooper is about to get into his apartment,

Sheldon : Penny, I realize you are also on your own tonight. So if at some point you find yourself with nothing to do, please do not disturb me. (and Penny gives him a weird look)


3) Sheldon and Rajesh are watching television,

Sheldon : Is that woman Aishwarya Rai?

Rajesh : Yes. Isn't she an amazing actress?

Sheldon : Actually, I'd say she's a poor man's Madhuri Dixit.

Rajesh : How dare you! Aishwarya is a goddess! By that comparison, Madhuri Dixit is a leperous prostitute.

Sheldon : Sorry, I didn't mean to offend you. Obviously, you are not familiar with Indian Cinema. (and Rajesh gives him a look)


4) when Rajesh and Howard are fighting over the right to talk to Sarah Connor,

Howard : Unlike you, I can talk to women while I'm sober.

Rajesh : You fail to take into account that even mute, I am foreign and exotic, while you on the other hand are frail and pasty.

Howard : Well...you know the old saying; "Pasty and frail, never fail"

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Inilah dia --> dunia sains roket. =)



p/s: I suka tahu manusia yang ada pekerjaan yang fancy dan terbelit-belit lidah nak disebut.

Fundamental Of Backbiting

Sempena transformasi I untuk menjadi neutral dalam feuds antara kawan-kawan, bitching here and there sikit-sikit which I nowadays jarang masuk campur, maka I semakin kurang mendapat updates tentang sebarang juicy stories.


One of my fellow mates more or less said; 'Tak nak lah gossip dengan Syak lagi.' I laughed upon hearing this. Tak boleh nak salahkan mereka.


I pun perasan juga. Kalau I berada in the middle of gossip mengenai orang yang I sudah minta maaf depan-depan, I tend to buat muka stoned saja bila orang gossip lagi tentang dia. I mean, what choice do I have kan? I dah minta maaf, dan orang tu tak buat hal dengan I lagi. Maka, I perlu jadi adil dengan tidak mengeruhkan keadaan yang sudah jernih. Sebab, between me and the person yang I dah minta maaf tu, score kami sudah 0-0. Kalau dia buat hal sama orang lain, itu belakang cerita. Janji, I dan dia sudah tiada masalah tersimpan antara kami.


I pernah speak up sama adik I tentang hal ni. Actually, it is hard to be the one yang people bitch around. I pernah ada memori pahit macam ni ketika zaman diploma dulu. Maka I tahu apa perasaannya bila kiri kanan atas bawah orang tak suka, padahal I tak buat salah apa pun.


Sekarang bila I sudah terlepas daripada belenggu kebencian begitu, I tak perlu bagi misery yang sama pada orang lain. Unless kalau dia ada buat onar pada I.


Fundamental of bitchiness? You only bitch bitchy people who make you live in misery. Other than this, fundamental ini tak patut digunakan. Tapi kalau bitchy people itu sudah minta maaf, come on, bagi second chance. They are trying very hard to redeem themselves.


Unless, unless-lah kalau one day you pun mahu cuba bagaimana rasanya kena pulau, tak disukai dan dijadikan bahan bitchiness oleh orang sekeliling. If that's the case, tunggu saja karma itu singgah pada you.



p/s: Angan-angan I ialah mahu menjadi orang yang paling kurang dibenci dalam alam semesta.

Let's Talk

Antara subjek perbualan yang I malas nak libatkan diri;


'Syak, macam mana progress study? Banyak dah cover?'

'Boleh tahan.'

'Mesti dah banyak study ni.'

'Hmm.'

--

'Syakira, how's study going?'

'Going great, I guess.'

'We should meet up for F9.'

'Well, I'll try to find some time for that.'

--

'Hello Syakira. Remember the time you did F7?'

'What a surprise you called. Yeah I remember.'

'So tell me, how did you study?'

'Truth be told, I did each question for 5 times.'

'No kidding.'

'Nope.'

--

In respect of study mode, mungkin I kena put up dengan study talk buat masa ni. For this reason, I selalu lepak di rumah saja, study sendiri. Dan selalu bagi banyak alasan untuk elakkan diri daripada study group. Hahh.




p/s: Secara rasminya, I hibernasikan diri daripada sebarang aktiviti lagha sehingga 10 December. Okay, sekali dua kali lagi tengok movie boleh la kan.

Idea Penukaran Imej Luar Biasa

Let say pada suatu hari I terfikir untuk menjadi liar atau jahat, berperangai negatif whatever not, I tetap takkan buat satu benda ni.


Iaitu upload gambar bercirikan keliaran I di Facebook, dimana I ditch imej I yang orang biasa nampak dan berpura-pura berimej lain atau apa-apa yang sekutu dengannya. Benda macam ni I tak berani buat, walaupun I ada juga mean streak dalam diri.


Sebabnya, dalam kalangan friend list I, banyak juga family members. I tak mahu mereka bergosip tentang anak pakcik diaorang atau anak buah diorang. Kesian ayah I.


Kawan I pernah buka cerita tentang sepupu dia yang kantoi letak gambar liar di Facebook. Lantas, satu family heboh.


Jadi, solutionnya ialah, either I tak add family members ataupun I jangan letak gambar bukan-bukan. Maka, so far I've chosen the latter, since siang-siang I dah add uncles and cousins.


Nak ikutkan, macam lah I ada benar gambar liar pun. Tapi ini bukan point utama. Yang penting ialah you jangan potray sangat sisi gelap you yang orang tak biasa nampak. Once diorang nampak, bersiap sedia lah berhadapan dengan consequence-nya.


Kalau you cepat pick-up, bagus lah. I tak suka dengar alasan 'Come on, inilah proses transition ke alam kedewasaan.' As if ia beri impak brilliant kepada hidup you selepas tu. Dah lah reputasi siang-siang lagi dah jahanam.



p/s: Atas sebab ni, I sangat tak minat Lady Gaga. Perempuan ni twisted benar otaknya.

Peluang Kedua

'Tell me something. Deep inside, dalam hati, kau masih mahu dia? Untuk jadi sebahagian daripada hidup kau?'

'Entahlah. Rasa sayang tu masih ada lagi.'

'Kau rasa dia boleh buat kau happy?'

'Aku tak tahu. Mungkin. But I do love him after all these while.'

'Pelik kan. Dah buat silap, baru lah dia nampak.'

'Kalau kau jadi aku?'

'Kalau aku jadi kau, in the end, aku akan ikut kata hati.'

'Buat masa ni, aku mahu kenal dia balik.'

'If you think he can make you happy, so go. Just go and grab your happiness.'



p/s: Ironi perhubungan.

Episod Melatah Gaya Bebas

Ceritanya begini. I dikatakan terus melatah sesudah menikam dari depan. Anehnya, kata-kata tu dikeluarkan di belakang I. Tak mahu sebut tentang balls lagi lah. Barangkali balls dia sudah di-kidnap ketika tidur. Jadi, perihal ini sudah jadi sensitif.


You know, I suka pepatah yang melibatkan cili. Siapa yang makan cili, dia yang terasa pedasnya. Kalau you perasaan, pepatah ni selalu digunakan sebagai senjata memerli. Kadang-kadang, senjata melawak pun pakai pepatah ni, for the sake of melawak lah kan.


But one thing is certain. Seberapa pedas cili pun yang I telan, sikit pun I tak terasa. You taburlah bapak cili pun, I redah saja. Sebab I tahu di mana I berdiri, atas garisan kebenaran atau garisan pesalah. Kalau tak, buat apa I mahu defend diri habis-habisan untuk tegakkan benang yang sememangnya kering.


Bak kata kawan-kawan yang lain, sejak bila Syak suka menyibuk-nyibuk jaga hal rumahtangga orang? Seriously, tak pernah wujud pun dalam resume hidup I. Nak sibuk-sibuk hal relationship orang lain lagi lah I malas nak layan. I tak pandai jadi informer ataupun detektif. Kalau tak, dah lama I quit ACCA, jadi PI terus.


Dan I juga tak perlu buat muka fake seperti tak ada apa-apa yang terjadi out of this situation. Bila imej I you seperti mahu tarnish, I tak boleh tolerate. Tak kisahlah muka you cute manapun, friendship kita best gila pun, you sudah buat hal, you pandai-pandailah minta maaf. Since it's crystal clear atas garisan mana you berdiri.


Belakang-belakang mahu cakap I melatah? Go ahead. I am entitled to be so, aren't I? Because you offended me, because I thought you were nice, because I thought we were still friends. Maka, I feel insulted and furious.


And hey, this whole situation bukan berkisarkan tentang delete friend list dari Facebook, it's about one's attitude as a whole. Facebook thingy tu hanya small matter saja. Hilang satu friend, I boleh randomly add sesiapa pun untuk isi-kan void tu.


Yang penting, I tak lari ke mana-mana bila ada crisis macam ni. I stay. URL I masih tak bertukar, I tak delete sesiapa yang menyusahkan dari Facebook atau phone book, dan I tak tukar pun spot hang-out I. Masih the same old me. Sebab I never know one day I might need help from those people yang menyusahkan I dulu. Maka, act bona fide dan neutral saja. Bezanya, I know the brand new you. Semestinya you are the old you, but nevertheless new to me. And new to us too. The mala fide you.


Tapi nombor telefon you, I still tak buang.



p/s: I sedih bila hilang kawan-kawan walaupun I assume mereka menyusahkan. Dan no way on earth I akan brag about losing them to the entire world. No point nak show-off begitu.

p/s/s: Dan I sudah tahu The Mole sebenar. No grudge, malah I mahu peluk dia. Sebab at least, dia bagi I idea menulis. Cheers, mole. We should hang out often.

Sisterhood Of Traveling Memories

Terlalu terkejut sebenarnya bila lihat banyak kawan-kawan sekolah dulu sudah berkahwin dan mula berkeluarga. Ada yang sudah ada anak 3, 4 tahun. Which makes me ponder really. 5 tahun meninggalkan sekolah, cepat benar gene-gene baru yang dilahirkan selepas tu.


Satu kenangan yang I tak boleh lupakan dulu ialah bila mana beberapa kawan rapat berjanji setia untuk sentiasa akrab dan berkawan sehidup semati. I was once one of them.


Tapi bila kaki ini sudah melangkah keluar dari zaman itu, hidup masing-masing berubah. Oh boy, we never kept in touch. Hardly ever meet. Susah sebenarnya untuk tetap oblige dengan janji setia dulu. Sebab rupa-rupanya kawan-kawan baru di luar sana lebih menarik, lebih memenuhi kriteria kawan yang I perlukan.


Walaupun begitu, few of my bestfriends now were once my classmates. Bezanya, dengan mereka, I tiada pact apa-apa untuk berjanji setia, berkawan sampai mati. Kami tak pernah pasang janji begini. Jadi, tak hairan lah sebenarya bila sampai sekarang kami tetap bersama, yeah kind of sehidup semati. Mungkin disebabkan awal-awal dulu kami tak letakkan sebarang pressure yang berupa janji hingusan.


Dengan kawan-kawan yang I berjanji setia dulu, safely say, we were a bunch of silly school buddies aspiring new life after school years, but with no intention of forgetting our roots and friends. Well, indeed sebenarnya kami sudah lupa pun friendship dulu. Terlalu indah untuk menjadi kebenaran.


Cuma I gembira dengan set kawan-kawan baik yang I ada sekarang. Mereka terdiri daripada orang-orang yang I memang target dari dulu lagi untuk sentiasa berkawan. Yang I boleh cling on to bila I sedih dan rejoice bersama bila gembira.


Macam Amy, I boleh telefon dia pukul 3 pagi semata-mata untuk mengadu masalah hati. Ataupun sms Cemot ketika dia dalam kelas kimia untuk beritahu Amy is in trouble. Dan kami adakan sleepover bila keadaan mengizinkan.


Dan I pula jenis yang suka kawan-kawan baik I berjumpa dan berkenalan sama kawan-kawan baik I yang lain. In fact I terperanjat dulu bila mana I dengar Nina dan Cemot selalu tidur bersama, walhal Nina ialah kawan baik I dari zaman diploma. Mereka berdua suka bercerita tentang pelakon Tamil, which I memang tak fluent langsung topik tu. In fact, Nat pun sudah kenal Nina.


Masa birthday party yang ke-21 I dulu, kawan-kawan baik I yang berlainan set buat birthday surprise. Actually, party tu tak surprise pun. I tahu beforehand. Mana tak nya, mereka plan party tu through sms ketika Awin sleepover di rumah I. Dah tentu lah I tahu sikit-sikit detail-nya.


Cara I memang begitu. I suka kawan-kawan I semua mengenali satu sama lain. Sampai mak I perli dulu ketika nak buat open house raya baru-baru ni; 'Kawan-kawan awak banyak sangat set nak dijemput. Mahu 100 orang nak diarak datang rumah.' I cuma boleh sengih-sengih.


Amy sangat faham cara I. Kalau I marah dan bengang, jangan terus apologize atau kata apa-apa. Senyap dulu, bagi tekanan darah dalam otak I turun ke paras biasa. I akan senyap untuk mengelakkan amarah I menjadi-jadi. Kemudian I akan bercakap seperti biasa bila otak sudah puas hati. Amy sangat tahu benda ini.


Actually, I kejar dia dulu sejak pertama kali I nampak dia masa perhimpunan sekolah ketika darjah tiga. Nasib I baik, bila darjah 4, kami sekelas. Darjah 5, kami duduk sebelah. Waktu tu, I anggap dia kawan baik, tapi dia tak anggap macam tu sebab dia ada kawan baik lain. Sampai lah nak habis sekolah, hubungan kami baik cuma tak serapat yang I harapkan. Bila setahun lebih tinggalkan sekolah, barulah kami jadi sangat baik dan rapat. I know it sounds so gay. Hahaha.


Cemot pula, she's so cool. Dia pandai gila. Tiap-tiap hari suka tengok TV, tapi setiap kali exam mesti nombor satu. Kami rapat sejak Form 2. A very good listener. Sebab tu I sayang dia. Kemudian, there was Huda. She was the odd one, different than the others. Mungkin sebab tu, kami baik. Sekarang, sudah happy beranak-pinak.


Ada lah beberapa few kawan baik lain macam Sue, Nat, Nina, Ipa. Cuma, I kenal mereka zaman post-school years. Jadi, tak berapa relevan untuk cerita lebih-lebih. Kalau I nak bercerita tentang hati, I akan cari Amy, Cemot dan Nat. I akan rasa sense of comfort bila bercerita dengan mereka. Sue is more of a big sister to me. Dia jaga I. Ipa is more of a little sister to me. I pula jaga dia.


And along came SinChan. Best friend lelaki pertama I. Hopefully kami masih lagi berkawan baik, as heaven knows, things between us have been pretty complicated for awhile now. In effect, my life has been pretty unbalanced. I cuma mengharapkan yang terbaik. Oh boy, I sangat rindukan kenangan lama kami.


As it turns out, I dapat mereka yang I mahukan since awal-awal lagi I tahu these people boleh complement my life system. And as it turns out, they think the same way too.


Kalau I boleh pusing balik masa, I akan pergi semula pada waktu ketika I dan few kawan-kawan lama buat pact berjanji setia dulu. Untuk cut the nonsense crap out. No such thing as friendship pact macam tu. If you know what you need in your life, you akan bergerak ke arah itu.


Once in awhile, I would look further back, thinking what if I had done that and what if I hadn't done that. You know, semuanya for the sake of reminiscing. And frankly, it helps me a lot. To feel better, to appreciate better, all at once.



p/s: A true friend stabs you in the front - Oscar Wilde.

Sesi Menikam Dari Depan

Something is seriously not right here. Dalam akta berkawan, tak kisah lah berkawan rapat atau biasa, peraturannya hanya begini. I berkawan dengan you dan you berkawan dengan I. Bab siapa pun partner you, girlfriend you, boyfriend you, kucing you, I don't give a shit at all. Serious.


And let say, I pun berkawan dengan kekasih you (well, siapa suruh you kenalkan dia dengan I in the first place kan), you jangan fikir I ada masa untuk gosip atau report tentang you pada kekasih you. Lagi-lagi kalau you dan dia sudah berpisah. Kau ingat aku ada banyak masa untuk dibazirkan begitu?


Dan lagi kelakar bila you sudah move on, dan kebetulan sudah ada kekasih baru tidak berapa lama kemudian, manakala bekas kekasih you pun sedang perlahan-lahan move on, tapi out of nowhere, dia tahu you sudah ada kekasih baru melalui source yang boleh dipercayai. Dan source itu pun daripada sumber yang tak diketahui.


Serious shit, bukan style I lah untuk menjadi source berita macam tu. Sebab yang pertama, you kawan I. Kedua, bekas kekasih you pun kawan I. Ketiga, I hormat akta berkawan. Jadi, you tak perlu pening kepala menuduh I dan kroni-kroni menjadi tali barut bekas kekasih you. Sesungguhnya, itu salah you sendiri.


Siapa suruh ada Facebook letak status 'in a relationship with Syakira Ikram' (contoh sample sahaja). Ditambah ada blog yang indirectly menulis tentang relationship terbaru you. Pembocor rahsia sebenar ialah diri you sendiri. Bukan I dan kroni-kroni. I tak ada masa untuk dig your underpant's story, as if I kenal benar kekasih terbaru you.


I jadi geram bila you nak marah pada I, atas silap yang you rasa I buat, tapi amarah you ditujukan kepada seorang sahaja sambil mengirim orang tersebut memberitahu mereka-mereka yang lain tentang amaran leave-me-alone (as if kau superstar) yang you mahu propaganda-kan. Come on, have some balls lah. Sue all of us if you so dare.


And at least, dapatkan clarification dulu sebelum buat tuduhan melulu. I boleh dakwa you atas nama vilification, slanderous defamation disebabkan mulut dan tangan cabul you.


After all, you fikir lah kenapa manusia ber-gossip tentang you. First, you are not noble yourself. Second, you gossip people around as well. Third, you suka tabur slander melulu. And fourth, you have no effing balls.


Dude, you are so barking at the wrong tree. Seriously.



p/s: Bekas kekasih, you pun patut tahu contain yourself. Palat tersebut tempiasnya terkena orang lain.

p/s/s: Oh, rakan sekalian, don't be surprised. We've got deleted from this fella's friend list. Hell yeah, simpan saja perasaan sayang yang berbaki terhadap dia ini. Kita wish baik-baik saja. Manusia so-called matang memang selalu cepat tergeliat.

Thank Those Basterds, Sweetheart

I have watched 'Inglorious basterds', which I rated as the best movie this year. There was a character named Shosanna, a Jewish girl played by Diane Kruger.


And so throughout the whole 2 hours and 30 minutes of the movie, I insisted on naming my daughter Shosanna, assuming I would have one one day. My insistence drags on until this morning.


I like the name, albeit it is a Jewish name. Something to do with a woman during Jesus time. Susanna, Suzanna are another spelling for Shosanna. But, I don't why, I like Shosanna better. Sounds rather exquisite. Okay, now I'm babbling.


So, a friend of mine messaged me one day.

'You nak letak nama anak you Shosanna kan? Nanti anak you tanya; Mommy, where did you get my name from? You reply; I got it from the basterds.'


A bit harsh it sounds, and funny nevertheless. So I replied;

'If my daughter asked, I would say; Thank the basterds, sweetheart.'


Then I did some research on the name. And since it is a Jewish spelling, now I am having second thought. Is it okay to name a Muslim baby girl a Jewish spelling name, although of course, the meaning of the name is perfectly the same as the one in other languages, cultures and religions?


It's a tough one, could potentially invite unnecessary debates and whetever not. Well, maybe I should start finding other names. But for now, phew, Shosanna is just a gorgeous name.



p/s: I used to loathe my name so much back in school because people had a hard time pronouncing it correctly until, well, until the famous booty shaking singer rocked the universe. Thanks a lot, lady.





*ralat - this was not supposed to be posted yet, I put in on draft to make adjustment later. As it happened, it was accidently posted without adjustment being made. So there you go, silly me, Shosanna played by Diane Kruger! Actually Melanie Laurent. I wrote Diane so as not to leave a blank space whilst I could check who played Shosanna later. Anyways, thanks Nat.

How Not To Answer An Auditing Assurance Paper (A Memo)

From : Audit paper candidate
To : Fellow audit paper candidates
Subject : Mind your language
Date : Nov 6th, 2009


As you people know, this paper is not a paper to test your English prowess, which I wished it was. But hang on folks, you still, I mean, we still however, have to write English in formal manner. The kind of English you would use to write to the Queen.


Here are the examples of writing an answer script inappropriately;


1) On Internal Control (weakness)

After testing your internal controls system, I found that your system is totally fucked up. There was no proper review being done by the relevant officers, such as the senior accountant.

2) On Non-Current Asset (audit procedure)

Obtain relevant documentations for evidence of new additions of Non-current Assets from the client and agree them to the NCA register. If there is any difference, ask the client how on earth could the figure be so different.

3) On external confirmation (assertion)

Oh please, come on, there is absolutely no way assertion of completeness can be assured from bank report.

4) On Corporate Governance (weakness)

It is certainly weird and funnily odd a company with high reputation has one person holding both chairman of the board and CEO positions. This is totally screwing with the code of corporate governance. Unbelievable!

5) On Inventory (audit procedure)

Do a test count on a sample of inventory items. If the quantity of physical items and the ones recorded in the rough inventory sheets do not agree, damn it, ask the staff count to redo the count on the particular items.

6) On Purchasing (weakness)

There should be a segregation of duties in the purchase department. One clerk cannot do from ordering to recording the order to finding the appropriate suppliers. It is just not efficient. Common sense! Duhh..

7) Still on purchasing (weakness)

How on earth could a Damaged Goods Note exist in the first place? Quality of goods received should be checked beforehand. The whole DGN thing is just a waste of resources and uneconomical (obviously the supplier is not the best in town). The purchasing clerk is most probably incompetent and inefficient. Sack him, for goodness sake.

8) More purchasing (weakness)

There should be 4 copies of Purchase Order. One is sent to the supplier, one is for the warehouse, one is sent to the account department, and one is kept in the purchase department. Not 2, not 3, it's 4! Gee!


I hope these examples provide you some small assistance, whilst trying to improve the pass rate for this term and hence no longer making F8 the scariest paper to every accountancy student. Thank you.


For further assistance, don't call the police or 911. Bug me if you so insist.


Anyways, have hella fun writing the answer script. Good luck amusing our beloved examiner. God bless the Queen.


Yours sincerely,
Syakira.

What Would My Mama Do? Oo Oo Oo Oo

The thing that terrifies me the most is when my mother starts to pour her heart out, expressing her worry, frustration, desperation and anger, you name it all. Though she never cries before me.


Because I am the only who still stays with my folks, I am left with no choice. I have to see, hear and understand, and if possible, give a hand to somewhat ease up the worry.


One of the downsides of having siblings is they are plain human beings. They are different from each other, in some cases, completely different. And since they are a family, they have to accept each other, through thin and thick, high and low. You can shut them out, but you don't want to. Because family is all that matters. Even though they are craps. That is why sibling rivalries exist.


You know, I've been meaning to say this to my brother and sister. But each time, I think it would be a waste of time. A waste of my fucking time and saliva.


We share the same blood type and features. And yet, one of us is crappier than the other. In some cases, two are.


The other day, I spent one hour listening to mother's complaints, and my god, she was damn worried. I got tired as I knew, she was disappointed with one of them, but I received all the telling off indirectly. Especially when it comes to my sister she is worried of. Big sister always get a word or two when the younger one gives trouble. Big one is supposed to take care of and keep an eye on the young one. Problem is, the latter doesn't always give a damn what the former says. It is like talking to a wall, it doesn't object, neither does it listen.


To me, it is not fair. Brother, you screwed up, kindly apologize for that will you? Sister, you let us down, buck up and get yourself back on track. I can't be the pillow, receiving all the punches.


But because she is the mother, and I am not-the-screwed-up-child-at-the-moment, I guess yeah, I become the pillow. I listen to her disappointment, with anger kept towards the guilty sibling. But nothing I can do really. If they don't want to listen, nothing much I can do. God, aren't we adults now?


Siblings, I just love you guys. But sometimes, too much means too much. I'm having enough. Just, you know, appreciate our mother. 9 months of pain carrying each one of us and hours in labour some more, damn it, open your eyes!


Pfftt...!!



p/s: You bet I don't want to have lotsa lotsa lotsa children.

Sedikit Imbasan

You know,


I've always wanted to say this. Depan-depan anda.


All the best dengan segala impian dan cita-cita.


Percaya pada rezeki dan ingat Allah.


Cuma jangan putus asa, putus harapan.


Well, sekurang-kurangnya kita dulu ada persamaan yang ketara kan. Impian yang sama. =)


*Hugs*



p/s: Changes happen. People evolve. Menarik bukan?

500 Hari

Few days back, I watched '500 Days of Summer'. A nice movie indeed.


As the narrator more or less said, it is a story of a boy meet girl. But, it is not a love story.


It is one of the soapy lovey dovey kind of genre that has no happily-ever-after ending. I mean, the ending is not sad, but neither it is happy. It is unexpected really.


Makes me think no matter how compatible you feel you are with your partner, if you guys are not meant to be, well, that's the end of the story.


Having the same chemistry is one thing, but sharing the same memory is another thing altogether.


Whilst still crossing the same path in the future, hmm fingers crossed.


At least now I know the ending of my story. Gee, I think I should make a movie!



p/s: Exams in 40 days. Tick tock tick tock... Thank God, I'm actually in study mode.

Permainan Tom Dan Jerry

Satu perkara yang I look forward to setiap kali datang ke kelas ialah dapat melihat muka-muka orang yang diam-diam I simpan perasaan suka. Maka, tak hairan lah bila I sangat rajin datang ke kelas satu ni. Walau selambat mana pun I, I tetap datang.


Pernah sekali I masuk 90 minit lewat. No problemo. Janji I masuk.


Actually, sangat tak berbaloi bila you pasang perasaan suka pada kawan sekelas. Pengejaran yang tak berkesudahan. Sebab, you tak tahu kalau-kalau ada orang lain juga yang macam you, suka pada orang yang sama.


Cuma, perasaan suka I bukanlah boleh dibawa serius mana. Budak yang I suka perhati dalam kelas ada dua. Seorang ni, dia hot, serius, dia sangat yummy. Seorang lagi, biasa saja, cuma dia intelligent.


Maka I rasa, faktor yang boleh membuatkan I turn on pada lelaki ialah strikingly hot and intelligent.


Game suka-suka ni makin seronok bila mereka bagi respon yang baik. Once, I caught the hot guy, dia curi-curi pandang I juga. Okay, ini sangat flattering dan perasan juga. Haha. Janji, setiap kali kami terpandang, dia senyum hot. I ketap bibir je waktu tu. Dan of course, kami ada berborak benda-benda petty juga.


The intelligent one, dia pernah ajak I keluar. Yang first I tolak, the second time, I keluar la. Memang dia ada brain, school of thoughts kami lebih kurang sama, cuma school of life perspective kami lain sikit.


Dalam dok I ber-thrill macam ni, seronok main mata, rupanya, ada orang lain buat benda yang sama juga pada I. Jadinya, benda ni jadi makin thrill dan seronok. I pursue orang lain, orang lain pursue orang lain. Cycle dia berpusing macam tu. Scandalous juga kelas I. Waktu rehat kelas digunakan untuk scandalous social.


I dan Old lady selalu juga membincangkan tentang pelbagai karakter manusia dalam kelas kami. Analisanya, the Chinese, they are not so friendly. A bit cold and icy, proud some more. The Indians, they are more laid back and cute. The malays, they are very reserved, stay in their respective cliques. The non-locals, most of them are friendly and cool.


By the way, Old lady is a non-local. I pula Melayu. Kalau kami berborak on the way balik naik train, gee, manusia sekeliling pandang-memandang. Sebab skin tone kami way sangat berbeza. Dan dia pula tinggi macam KLCC. Tapi, kami berbual macam ada persamaan yang ketara. It turns out, she likes the yummy hot guy too. Cuma katanya, the guy is a bit short for her! Dan still, dia ada pasang niat mahu cuba pakai high heels.


Well, malangnya kelas sesi kali ni sudah habis. Tinggal revision class saja. Sekejap saja masa yang tinggal untuk main mata. Gee, I just love the class.



p/s: I harap Una tak baca entri ni.

Sesi Berkelana Hati

Masa retak hati dulu, I pernah ada intention untuk ruin-kan sikit hidup I. Nak jadi as pessimistic as I could. Nak duduk dalam tempurung dan layan perasaan sorang-sorang, berlapar dahaga sendiri. Janji waktu tu, I betul-betul nak muram habis.


Ada orang yang boleh tahan fasa muram durja berbulan lamanya. Tapi, bila I cuba nak masuk dalam fasa tu, paling lama I boleh stay ialah seminggu. Sebabnya, bila masuk hari keempat I dah rimas dengan rambut kusam, muka comot dan perut yang lapar. Jadi, tak sampai seminggu, I akan transform balik kepada diri asal I, walaupun perasaan sedih dan kehilangan akan stay dalam jiwa berbulan-bulan.


Cuma, I betul-betul kagum dengan orang yang boleh endure fasa muram durja self ruining bagai lebih dari sebulan. I sangat tak pandai nak lalui benda yang sama. Dah cuba, tapi gagal juga.


Dulu masa I berpisah sama bekas kekasih zaman tok adam, paling kuat I lived in the darkness adalah 3 hari. Tapi, tempoh untuk I betul-betul recover dan move on ambil masa yang lama. 8 bulan more or less.


Waktu berpisah sama si-kening-lebat, nasib I baik. I tahan seminggu juga lah hidup dalam ilusi. Sekarang, sudah hampir tiga bulan cerita kami bernoktah. I masih lagi dalam proses recovery, mungkin perlu lagi beberapa bulan ataupun sampai I jumpa orang baru.


Bendanya ialah, I suka melankolik. Susah nak let go of someone bila sudah emotionally attached.


Biasanya, I akan masuk state melancholy balik bila I sampai rumah, dalam bilik seorang. Atau bila I tak ada benda berfaedah untuk pass the time. Sebab tu, I rajin keluar rumah, berlibur sama kawan-kawan. Kalau itu salah satu cara untuk disappear kejap daripada miserable feeling, hell yeah, I akan buat.


Macam biasa, bila orang tengok I berlibur sakan, mereka fikir I pun happy sakan. Well, wajiblah I happy sakan. Why shouldn't I? Takkan I jumpa kawan-kawan pun nak pakai topeng sedih. Sah-sah kena pulau. Life is too short untuk dibazirkan dengan kecelaruan jiwa.


Janji I pandai divide my time. Separuh masa I happy, separuh masa lagi I layan perasaan sedih. Bezanya, I ambil gambar waktu tengah gembira dan letak dalam blog atau Facebook. Orang gila saja yang akan ambil gambar waktu tengah sedih. Maka, disebabkan I tahu untuk bahagikan masa, orang sekeliling I selalu fikir I sentiasa ceria. Exactly itulah muka I yang I nak orang selalu ingat.


Tak kisah lah kalau kadang-kadang I fake muka happy saja. Yang penting, persepsi orang pada I baik-baik hendaknya.



p/s: Nasib baik I ada hobi yang menarik untuk distract-kan diri. Yang I tahu, musim sejuk nanti ialah masa terbaik untuk bergembira.