Where were you when I needed you the most?

Salam

Hi...

Hoyeeeh...This entry might and will sound emo-like.

Gosh~ I am emo almost all the time eh? But that is what it takes to be human. One time you are up, the other time you are down...

I have many therapies that I use when I am feeling down. One of it is swimming but I didn't go swimming today. Why? Well, sometimes even your best therapy will not work for you if you are just not in the mood to do it.

So I tried another therapy. It is shopping therapy. This is a dangerous therapy cause well, it is expensive and you will end up regretting splurging that much money in one go. But at that time, you will console yourself cause yes, you are using what you buy and there is no harm to that (except for your pocket). What did I buy today? Well, I bought a pair of boots (been meaning to buy one since forever but I kinda almost regret buying that type cause the heels are very high and it doesn't feel suitable to climb up the hill everyday. But oh well, it is beautiful and since the people here are tall, that freakishly high boot, in my opinion, will look almost unnoticeable here.hehe).  and I bought rings and others that costs NZD51. Surprised much? I know I am but well, it is not like everyday I buy that sort of thing. hehe. But I like what I bought just now and my therapy work. Not only I ended up feeling happy again, but I am all sweaty due to the walk and walking back wearing that high heel require lots of concentration and yes, it is tiring to balance yourself. So, it is 1+1. I am happy and I am healthier.hehe

Oh ...what I am telling you now doesn't fit the title of the post eh? That title is the reason why I am depressed in the 1st place. You see, I am a very fragile person (though I might look tough on the exterior but interior-ly I am very insecure and yes, fragile). Today, I was called in for an EXTRA extra tutorial for Linguistic paper that I am taking. Now, that is shocking to me because yes, I am not that smart and all but so far, I didn't get any C in that paper. Not yet anyway. So being called in for that session depresses me a lot. My grade was improving and yes, we didn't get the latest assignment back but hell, it cannot be that I fail that paper right? Plus, the only assignment that I got C in was another paper, not this one. So what is the reason? It makes me feel like I have been getting a C since the 1st assignment which I am not.

I know, very optimistic person (I hate this kind of people...your over-positiveness is killing and suffocating me) will say that this is a good opportunity to actually gain some insight, some knowledge to better improve the future assignment and bloody bloody bla....but hey. I am not that optimistic okay? It makes me feel very low, my self esteem just went right of the window and I am very VERY UNHAPPY. Call me in for another subject, I don't mind but seriously? Being called in for a paper that I am so far struggling but doing quite okay in it is a bit too much. and it is not helpful when you really don't have the mood to do it cause your mental keep on chanting to you "Babo, babo, babo" (just in case you are wondering what the heck was "babo". It is romaji for Korean for stupid - although it is mainly used in a friendly way but then again, stupid is stupid.)

Okay. That is one thing about being depressed that I am in that class. Another is of course, stupid, small thing with friend that will sometimes bug you a lot. I don't need to talk about that anyway.

Okay...but at least I am happy now.

Things that annoy me...(just me,maybe not others)

Salam...

Hi.

This is basically a ranting post. So don't like don't read.

1st annoying thing: Blog (Me, My, Mine)


Why I write blog? To be famous? To be known (yes it is similar but not in the same context)? To show people who I am and how 'great' my writing is? (well, I know that I am not good at all...) So why I bother blogging? Lets just say that it is for my sanity and so that I can let go and write what is on my mind...Isn't that the purpose for blogging? If you hate me, why you even bother following my blog? I didn't force you to...so why bother?

That is one of the thing that annoys me to no end...I am not someone that seeks for popularity so this is definitely not the reason for me to blog. But it really gets to me when people say that do not use this line like "this is my blog, don't like don't read" or "this is my blog. I can write whatever I want". Isn't that correct? The line I mean... This IS MY blog...MY personal things and thoughts so I have ALL the rights to write whatever I want. So if you hate me for saying that, stop following me. Do I care if you stop? I know I don't. Stop following me. It is annoying to hear you say that (talking to people who think that they've said/written that I should stop using that line).

2nd annoying thing: If the door is locked, it means that somebody is in that room

Does that need telling? God~ If you tried to open any door and it is locked and you can't open it, it means that SOMEBODY IS USING IT. duuuh~ Do I need to yell that I am in that room? Do I????? It is a common sense people. Door will not be automatically locked. This is not the hotel where it is automatically closed like that. I don't know that the bathroom door is 'automatically locked' in this house. If YOU cant OPEN it, give up and wait for a while. THERE IS SOMEBODY in it. So wait...Don't go knocking and ask

"Is anybody inside?"

It makes me wanna say,

"No. The door is automatically locked and the shower and the light turns on automatically when NOBODY is inside."

Duh~

3rd annoying thing: Knocking non-stop

For the love of God. If people do that, it will drive me insane. No, it is no just annoying, it is driving people mad. Can't you just knock for like 3,4 times and wait for a while cause, oh, I dunno...maybe that person is ON the WAY to open the door. So WAIT...It is not like you will die for waiting.

You can knock like that if, let say maybe somebody is chasing you and about to kill you with 7 inch knife or something like that. Or you wanna pee so much it might spill there and then. But to knock just to let others open it for you asap? That is seriously fucking with me and trust me, I will kill you for that (with my look).

4th annoying thing: Talking and advising me like you know me that much

Like seriously? Are you kidding me? Who are you? You are just A FRIEND. You don't know me that much okay? Even my parents don't know me that much. I know myself better than you. It is not like you are my best friend that is like my other half. You are just someone that happens to know me a bit. So stop acting like you know me inside out k? You are not my brain or emotion and you are definitely not me. So just stop.

5th annoying thing: Waking me up to ask if I am sleeping

Hell to the no. You will receive my dagger look if you do that. I mean, what the hell are you trying to achieve/do when you look at my comfortably sleeping face and asked me,

"are you sleeping?"

well, if that happens, I just wanna quote something from tumblr in this situation.

"No, I am not sleeping. I am practicing to play dead."

God...are you that thick headed?

6th annoying thing: Disturbing me when I am watching my fav video/movies/ the most important scene/ climax

Do I need to tell you that it is helluva annoying? Why? Do I need to explain why? ughhh~

7th annoying thing: saying that I shouldn't procrastinate when my assignment is due in another 2 hours

Really? Do you need to throw that to my face now? If my hand is not busy to type furiously, I would've strangle you for sure. So why don't you be a good person and backs off or HELP in that situation instead of saying "You deserve it". Believe it, I KNOW THAT ALREADY.

8th annoying thing: telling me that I shouldn't eat my favourite food and acting as if you are my dietician. 

I really feel like punching people who said that. I mean, who are you? If you wanna be health freak, then go ahead and be one. Leave me out from that obsession of yours. I am not interested okay.

It is annoying okay when I am about to eat my chocolate and you go all wise and say:

"You know that chocolate can make you fat and it will rot your teeth?"

and I will say (in my brain but not by my mouth)

"Yeah? Well fcuk you. May you rot too"

9th annoying thing: Calling me fat and saying that I shouldn't wear this and that cause it will makes me look fatter

Well, thank you for telling me about the obvious. If you offer your opinion nicely, then I will appreciate that. But no, you have to go all the way and say this instead,

"That is such a small size. Aren't you bigger than that? Shouldn't you give that size to me instead? Why don't we switch cause I am smaller than you."

and then you have to repeat that again and again to my face.

Well, thank you for downgrading me. It feels much better when you say it. Thank you....you jerk.

10th annoying thing: Saying that I spend too many time downloading and gathering movies but...you ended up asking for new movies from me

Isn't that just great?

Cerita Cinta

Salam...

Hi...

Ceewah...tajuk cam gempak kan? hahahaha...x da maknanya weyh. Ak ni x pernah bercinta. X percaya? X kisahlah kalau percaya atau pun x. Tapi ak mmg x pernah bercinta penuh2 cinta. Kalau cinta monyet ka, cinta baboon ka...mungkin ada kot. Tapi ak rasa 2 bukan cinta, 2 mungkin yang mat salleh panggil sebagai 'crush' saja dan x de la bertahan lebih dari 3 bulan.hoho.sbbnya?panjang sbbnya...haha.yang tu nanti2lah cerita...

Dalam hidup ak, ak banyak suka kat orang yang x pernah dan xkan suka kat ak. Ak sedar, ak ni x lawa, badan pun hot cam Gloria dari Madagascar ja, jadi mungkin sebab 2 orang yang ak suka x pernah suka kat ak macam ak suka kat dia. Don't get me wrong. Ak suka badan ak. Ak x mau diet semata2 nak orang puji badan ak hot sbb pada ak, baik la kalau future suami ak ja yang puji cam 2 dari org lain kata cam 2. Ak suka diri ak sbb baik buruk ak, keluarga ak dan sahabat baik ak akan tetap sayang kat ak. Jadi ak tahu ak bertuah...

Jadi kenapa tajuk blog kali ni cerita cinta? hmmm...sbb ak x da cerita cinta yang ak boleh tulis kan? Tapi salah 2...dalam hidup ak banyak cinta yang ak boleh kongsikan...

Cinta pertama: Allah s.w.t & Rasulullah s.a.w
Yang ni cinta pertama yang smua wajib ada dalam diri sendiri. Iyalah...xkan x cinta kepada pencipta kita? dan xkanlah pula tidak jatuh cinta kepada kekasihNya? Mestilah cinta kan? Ak harap cinta ak pada kedua2 ni semakin marak nanti. Amin...

Cinta kedua: Keluarga
Cintaku x akan lengkap tanpa mereka. Ak berterima kasih pada Allah s.w.t kerana mengurniakan mereka kepadaku...Merekalah cintaku yang terbesar. Kalau cerita Indon (sinetron) 2 ada Cinta Terbagi Lima, pada ak, cintaku terbagi lapan kerana aku dikurniakan keluarga yang besar. Mak, abah, along, angah, Adam, Cik Siti, Kakak dan Arif dan cintaku makin berkembang dengan kehadiran kedua abang iparku dan budak botak yang gemuk; Aidil Irfan (anak saudara pertama keluarga). Aku sayang smua insan ini dalam hidupku. Kami satu keluarga memang suka sangat bergaduh....(dah namanya pun adik beradik kan?)

Ak ingat lagi bergaduh dengan Arif (adik bongsu ak) untuk hantar dia ke tadika (sebab ak sekolah petang) setiap pagi. Bayangkan, setiap pagi kami bergaduh, ber'wrestling' sbb nak hantar dia ke tadika. Aku akan heret dia bangun pagi sbb Arif liat nak bangun pagi dan kami akan menjerit, bercakar, bertendang dan macam2 lagi sebelum dia bersiap ke sekolah. Jahat gla ak dulu2....haha...adess...Ingat lagi dulu baju tidur ak x ada yang selamat sbb Arif akan tarik sampai terkoyak, tangan ak habis bercalar dan lebam2 digigit dan dicakar Arif. Ak x salahkan dia sebab ak yang buat dia marah masa 2...Rindunya zaman 2....

Tapi sayang dan cintanya ak pada adik bongsu (yang ak x mo ngaku dia ni comel sbb nanti dia perasan) mmg ak paling rasa masa ak Form 1 (umur 13 tahun). Ak sayang dia...ak ngaku tapi susah pada ak nak tunjuk. (kakak kan ego?haha). Terbukti yang aku ni mmg sayang (spe x sayang darah sendiri weyh?kejam sangat 2) adik ak ni bila suatu hari dia x balik dari tadika. Ak sangatlah panik. Masa 2 dah pukul 12 lebih sedangkan tadika dia abes pukul 11 pagi. Masa tu ak x amek dia sbb dia slalu kata dia boleh balik sndiri dan dia x suka ak amek dia lambat, jadi pada hari 2 ak mmg x amek dia. Bila jam dah pukul 12 lebih, ak dah x sedap hati. Sbbnya di jalan nak ke tadika dia, banyak semak belukar, jlannya kecik dan sunyi. Mmg dekat dgn kawasan kampung berdekatan tapi jalan 2 agak sunyi dan ada satu rumah terbiar yang jadi sarang penagih dadah d situ. Ak pun x tahu kenapa hari tu ak biarkan saja adik kta dia nak balik sendiri. Paniknya ak pada masa 2, hanya Allah yang tahu. Ak jalan kaki pergi ke sekolah dia dan rasa nak nangis bila cikgu dia kata dia dah lama balik. Sepanjang jalan ak check kiri kanan takut2 ada yang x kena. Balik rumah, mata dah merah. Nangis cam orang gla dah sbb panik sangat. Hati dah fikir bukan2 dan otak dah fikir camna nak bagitahu mak yang adik dah hilang. Call member mintak tolong dia check skali lagi just in case terjumpa. Mmg masa 2 menangis teruk gle. Masa jari ak nak mendail nombor polis, tiba2 pintu rumah dibuka dan ada suara yang kata,

"Adik dah balik."

Ak terus bangun, pergi dekat adik dan...tampar dia. Kenapa ak tampar dia? Sbb ak takut sgt...mmg x rasional ak tmpar dia tapi itu adalah reaksi ak...Adik? Dia memang terkejut...Sebab lepas ak tampar dia, ak peluk, menangis dan tanya dia pergi mana dan menangis lagi. Tahu apa adik buat lepas 2? Dia ketawa berdekah2 dekat ak...Tapi ak dah x peduli sbb dia dah selamat. Nak tahu dia pergi mana? Dia pergi ke rumah kawannya yang ada dekat dengan tadika sbb kawannya ada buat majlis hari lahir...aish~luruh jantung ak dengar...Lepas tu ak pun pergi ke sekolah. Balik dari sekolah, sebaik saja dia nampak muka ak, terus dia berlari masuk dalam rumah smbil kata,

"Makkk...tahu x tadi kan...Kak Ain tampar adik dan menangis," dan terkeluarlah semua cerita...Adesss

Dan mak kata kat adik,

"Kak Ain tampar adik sbb dia sayang la tu..." dan adik masih lagi ketawa. Rasa nak cubit ja dia masa 2...tapi betul, ak tampar dia sebab ak sayang...

Ak juga masih ingat lagi ak pada cubitan bisa Angah bila dia marah atau tumbuk belasah Along masa kami kecik2. Angah x boleh lawan ak sebab macam yang ak cakap di awal cerita, ak ni hot macam Gloria, tapi Angah kecik macam kerengga. Cubitnya berbisa tapi tendangan ak lagi terasa. Kelakar masa 2...Selalunya masa tidurlah kami ak mula bertendang dan bercubit. Biasalah...ak ni tidurnya gasak (lasak)... jadi Angah akan cubit ak masa ak 'cross' kawasan dia tidur. Uissh...Angah bila cubit, x lepas. Dia akan cubit smpai keluar kulit. Jadi apa lagi, tendangan demi tendangan akan ak lepaskan sehingga Angah mengalah dan menangis sendiri...Jahat kan ak?haha

Tapi yang ak paling ingat adalah cerita ak bersama Along dan Angah dikejar Adam yang tengah mengamuk. Kami bertiga seronok sangat mengusik dan Adam yang sudah tak tahan diusik (sehingga menangis2 diusik kakak2nya) tiba2 ternampak parang yang kebetulan ada d depan rumah. Apa lagi, masa itu, terus saja Adam capai parang itu dan jerit,

"Aku nak bunuh hampa semua!"

nak dipendekkan cerita, ak, Along dan Angah penat berlari pusing kawasan perumahan kami untuk mengelak diparang oleh adik sebab usikan terlampau. Yang hebat 2, takut punya pasal, kami boleh mengalahkan Adam yang juara pecut sekolah...haha.Putih tapak kaki berlari. Sebaik saja dapat peluang masuk rumah, mencicit smua berlari kunci smua pintu d rumah sbb x mahu Adam masuk. Nasib baik sbb sebaik kami masuk rumah, Adam balik parang 2 dan terlekat d depan pintu. Dan lepas 2 masing2 penat. Adam tertidur depan rumah dan kakak2nya tertidur depan pintu (jadi penjaga pintu) sbb takut Adam cuba masuk. Jadi ingat tu, jangan usik orang melampau2...

Ada lagi cerita cinta dalam hidup aku...tapi nanti2lah cerita...haha...dah penat dah.

Ter...Lebih Emosi

Salam...
Hi...

Okay. I know that I shouldn't feel this way. It is not good, not good at all. Seriously. My emotion is off the grid right now. I never thought that I would love a group like this and believe me when I say I do know that I shouldn't feel this way. I should never be obsessed about things like this. It is just entertainment and believe me when I say that I tried to curb my feeling and I did tried to run away from this feeling but it is just not working. Please don't detox me from my current obsession. Yes, I am telling you this and you know who you are. For a while, just let me be okay?

Hmmm...JYJ...HoMin...they are killing me right now. Like seriously killing me. I am going almost nuts for them. Reading news about them brings me more pain than happiness. Why? Well, Cassies know the current situation of our beloved band now and things looks like hell now. I am happy for the success of JYJ and HoMin for their new album but it is heartbreaking not to see them as 5. I'm off the grid now because of SYC and the news about  Jae's Nine song. OMG. That song is so sad. I feel a huge lump in my throat as I read the news.

Yes, we are still AKTF but the hope seems kinda distant now. I guess we all know that. I guess what A'an told me is kinda correct too. She told me that I am becoming more manic-fan than her but I think that I am more emotional towards them than being a fanatic. Okay. I am just rambling. Ignore me. T___T

Last post for Wellington

Salam...

Hi...

OMG...I'm leaving today...so scary and nerve-wrecking cause I am going alone (2 la...sapa soh balik awal2 kan...padan muka...huhu)

So the checklist for today is:

1. LING101 test - checked
2. super heavy luggage - checked (I hope it won't exceed 25kg...paisa nahi he [entah betul ke x ak eja tu...hantam sajalah])
3. Two bags (lappy and extra beg for equipments) - checked...it is going 2 be heavy...
4. Money - x so checked...literally got no money with me so if anything happen with at the airport, I will have to leave it to Allah...please pray so that nothing will happen to me (even though you guys are pissed at me cause I am going home early)
and finally

5. heart - half packed...
Now I am torn in half...I want to go home but at the same time, Welly is almost like my home now...aish~

Hope to see you guys next year iA...

To Welly and its people...I love you all.

Is-going-to-Malaysia...Signing out

Going going gone

Salam...

Hi...

I know...I am sorry for posting this entry but I can't help it....OMG..I am going back tomorrow...aargh!!! (that is a nervous scream, x excited one...)

My room looks exactly like the first time I come here...

My bag is very heavy...gaah~how am I supposed to lug that bag over to the airport?

Right now I am feeling guilty to these people...

WMSO Committee members: I am so sorry for leaving early and leaving this huge pile of work with you guys...I am so so sorry...Seriously I am...

Seniors: Oh my favourite, best seniors, I am so sorry for going home early and cannot celebrate and see you guys for the last time.

My friends: both in NZ and Malaysia, forgive me for going back early and please forgive me if I hurt your feelings and all...

My family: Mum, dad, sisters and brothers..I am so sorry for choosing to stay over in KL for a week before going back home...but if I didn't do this, then there is no other way for me to visit the college before it is closed for holiday...Don't worry...you have almost 4 months to see me...than you will be so sick of me, you will ask me to go back to NZ...but I am sorry for not coming home even though I am already home...

See you next year Wellington. i.A

It's getting closer...

Salam...
Hi everyone...

It is drawing near and getting closer
I'm kinda happy but it is making me anxious as well
Right now I am in a turbulence of emotions...
I can be hyper sensitive to others too...
at times I will sigh non-stop; thinking of the upcoming things in my short but packed to-do-list
sometimes I will smile like an idiot, teasing and joking around
but most of the times I will be super-sensitive up to the point where I can cry reading stupid comments from my 5 year old cousin...*sigh*
I hope all these feelings will go away but I can't shake this one anxiety about me flying alone
I hope this feeling is incorrect cause it is kinda a bad feeling
For people whom I indirectly hurt during this times, I would like to say that I am sorry
there is no excuse for me doing that...

Come on Farah...let's face the remaining days with head held up high and with spirit as clear as the bright, blue, baby sky =)

Going Home

Leaving on a jetplane
Don't know when I'll be back again...(tipu je...sbnrnya balik next week)

Haa...tiap2 kali dengar lagu tu msti teringin nak balik...

Skrg ni mmg rasa nak balik tp tiap kali tgk tarikh yg makin dekat tu, perut ak jadi kecut...x tau kenapa. Sbb test ke, sbb x pack g ke, sbb nak balik sorang ke...x tau kenapa...tp yang pasti, sangatla cuak nak balik ni...adess

Honestly, ak x pack sgt lagi...dah la barang byk. Sangat la risau...Dah la test EPSY n test LING susah...adess...

Ak pun cuak sbb tkot t tiba2 ada hal d aiport...ha...x ke naya ak t...dah r duit x da nak balik, tiba2 ada hal lak kan...apa nak buat masa 2...dah la balik sorang2...aish~

Jadual perjalanan ak skrg ni mcm ni...:

1. Naik flight d Wellington dalam kol 3 ptg.

2. Sampai d Aussie dalam kol 5-6 ptg... (transit)

Melbourne Airport

3. Naik flight smpai KLIA around 1 pagi...

4. Smpai KLIA around 5 am...

KLIA Airport

n then harapnya makcik leh amek...onegai obasan...

around petang kena minta tolong makcik lagi skali utk g amek my sis n my friend yang nak g tgk:

(I know...I know...but don't say anything k?)

Sbnrnya rasa pening kepala nak balik....gosh~

Ya Allah...tabahkanlah hati ini...tenangkanlah jiwa yang tgh kusut ini...amin...

Perlukah menangis di Hari Raya?

Salam...

1 Syawal sudahpun menjelma semalam. Jadi sebelum saya memulakan entry yang mungkin agak panjang (bergantung pada keadaan mood), saya ingin mengucapkan,

Maaf Zahir dan Batin atas kesilapan saya, jika andainya kata-kata saya mengguris rasa, intonasi saya menyebabakan ada yang terasa...

Halalkan makan minum saya, hutang-hutang jika ada
Saya pun ingin memaafkan semua atas apa-apa jua kesilapan yang pernah dilakukan samada sengaja atau tidak
Amin...

1 Syawal semalam merupakan kali pertama saya beraya di perantauan dan tidak pulang ke rumah. Teringat pada 28 Ramadhan, bersamaan 9hb September 2010 di mana saya telah pun turun untuk tarawikh tetapi mendapati bahwa tiada sesiapa pun di situ kerana semua masih menunggu berita dari FIANZ (Federation of Islamic Association New Zealand) untuk mengumumkan tarikh Aidil Fitri. Iyalah, kami di sini bukan macam Malaysia di mana pengumuman dibuat melalui siaran television. Kami hanya menggunakan perantaraan Internet untuk mengetahui hal-hal seperti ini. Jadi semua rakan-rakan yang lain sibuk meng'refresh' page FIANZ untuk mengetahui pengumuman raya kerana Australia yang memulakan puasa sama seperti New Zealand telah pun mengumumkan yang raya mereka sama seperti Malaysia iaitu pada 10hb September. Walaupun telah ada rakan-rakan yang mendapat SMS yang mengatakan raya kami sama seperti Malaysia, namun ramai yang tidak yakin dan menunggu kata putus FIANZ. Pabila saya mendengar bahawa raya sama seperti Malaysia, hati saya hiba secara tiba-tiba. Kenapa saya rasa demikian, anda boleh check entri sebelum ini yang bertajuk Ramadhan.

Berbalik kepada entri ini; perlukah menangis di hari raya atau 1 Syawal? Mengapa saya bertanya soalan ini? Sebenarnya, ada yang bertanya, perlukah menangis sedangkan hari raya merupakan hari kemenangan orang Islam selepas sebulan menahan hawa nafsu dan beribadah kepada Allah. Jadi kiranya 1 Syawal perlu dirai dengan kegembiraan. Ya, saya akui semua itu kerana kegembiraan Syawal sudah pasti. Saya gembira dengan Syawal. Namun pada fikiran saya, perlulah ada sedikit kekesalan atau kesedihan. Sekurang-kurangnya kesedihan itu adalah kerana kita sayu Ramadhan akan meninggalkan kita.

Sayu yang seterusnya pada pendapat saya ialah sedih apabila meminta maaf kepada kedua ibu bapa kita. Memang, memohon maaf pada hari raya adalah budaya kita semata-mata. Tidak pernah ada hadis, dalil, mahupun ayat al-Quran yang mengatakan bahawa kita perlu meminta maaf kepada ibu bapa kita pada hari raya, kerana pada hari-hari lain pun boleh juga meminta maaf. Namun tradisi ini pada saya tidaklah salah. Mungkin tradisi ini wujud kerana pada hari raya, semua orang (satu keluarga) akan berkumpul di bawah satu bumbung. Jadi pada anak-anak atau kaum keluarga yang jarang berjumpa kerana kesibukan masing-masing boleh bertemu rupa di hari mulia ini. Jadi pada hari itulah semua orang boleh bermaafan dan bergembira kerana semua telah pun ada di satu tempat yang sama.

Kalau kita memohon maaf pada ibu bapa kita, mesti lah ada perasaan di mana kita teringat salah-silap kita dari kita kecil hingga lah kita besar. Saya bukan orang yang baik, saya akui hal itu. Saya masih lagi mengata 'tidak'. terbuat muka atau mendengus pabila saya marah kepada ibu bapa saya. Saya tahu saya banyak kecilkan hati mereka, jadi apabila saya memohon maaf, tidak malu saya katakan, saya menangis bagai anak kecil. Saya tidak tahu jika ada antara kita yang tidak sebak apabila meminta maaf kepada kedua orang tuanya. Mungkin ada. Mungkin mereka tidak menangis kerana mereka acap kali meminta maaf andainya mereka membuat kesilapan kepada ibu bapa mereka. Wallahualam. Tapi pada saya, sebaknya masih terasa tambah-tambah lagi kerana saya tiada di sana pada hari mulia itu. Saya rindukan mereka, rindu memeluk dan mencium mereka kerana saya tidak tahu sempatkah saya berjumpa mereka lagi. Saya tidak tahu bilakah mereka atau saya akan pergi dahulu kerana semua itu suratanNya. Jadi saya sedih memikirkan hal itu. Namun begitu, saya tidaklah bermaksud untuk mengatakan bahawa semua perlu menangis pada hari itu dan tidaklah pula saya mengatakan orang yang tidak menitiskan air mata itu 'keras' dan tidak berperasaan. Tidak. Saya cuma ingin berkongsi apa yang saya rasakan. Itu sahaja.

Jadi, entri ini tidak bermaksud untuk mengata atau menuding jari pada siapa-siapa pun. Tidak. Saya cuma mahu berkongsi. Itu sahaja. Jadi pada siapa yang terasa, maafkanlah saya. Saya tiada niat untuk menyebabkan sesiapa pun terasa.

Selamat Hari Raya Aidil Fitri kepada semua.

Rindu pada semua (ignore my ugly editing)

P/S: waah...sangat skema entri aku untuk kali ini, siap guna 'saya' dan tidak ada singkatan perkataan. (-_-"). Mood raya la katakan... (^_^")

Congrats!

Salam...

Whoa....

Tadi baru je blog-walking and guess what...I read the best news ever for this year.

CONGRATS to MISS HARTINI HATTA untuk anak sulung (novel) yang bakal keluar nanti...

Hua...Bangganya ak baca berita tu...

Bagus Tini!! Hebat2...Tahniah!

Saya amat teruja Tini...

hehe

Again,

Tahniah Tini!!!

Irfan

Salam

Hi...

Ak rasa ak ni sangat la excited dgn kehadiran Irfan dalam keluarga ak smpai sgp ak skype selalu hnya untuk tgk dia tido...hehe...pelik eh?
Irfan cepat sgt tido...br je celik mata, pas 2 x smpai beberapa minit dah tdo...geram ak tgk.bila tgk Irfan tido, automatically, ak pun mengantuk...the power of baby's sleep...hehe
Tadi g beli lagi baju utk Irfan. Sangat la comel. Selepas memikirkan cuaca d malaysia, ak pun beli la baby's romper kat dia...harap2nya Irfan boleh muat dalam baju 2 sbb bj baby di sini byk panjang dari lebar...hehe

Irfan, tunggu mak lang balik ye? Jangan reject mak lang bila kta jumpa nanti...kalau x sedih mak lang tau.

Recap

Salam...hi

Fuhh...fuhhh....(meniup dan membersihkan habuk2 d blog)
haha
Dah lama x update blog...blog ni dan blog collab dgn A'an...sorry...byk keje...
huhu
kerja byk tp ak pun byk procrastinate jugak...x baik betol...
sbnrnya byk yg ak nak update dan cerita dalam blog tapi bila on blog page je, idea smua ilang...x tau kenapa
okay...1st topic yg nak dickp...

1. Kelahiran sinar baru keluarga Sulaiman

Pada 4 August 2010, dalam pukul 11.00 am lebih, lahirlah Muhammad (or Mohd...x sure) Aidil Irfan. Nama ni kalau ikut ak google maksudnya Muhammad atau Ahmad (yang terpuji), Aidil x de maksud dan Irfan maksudnya kesyukuran/kebijaksanaan. Betul atau x maksud ni ak x tahu...hehe. Sbnrnya ak nak sangat along namakan dia Rayyan (syurga org berpuasa) tapi x pa la...Nama 2 kira simpan utk anak sendiri r..eceh...macam la nak kawin dah.haha.

Dah lama ak tunggu bila along nak bersalin dan sangat la nervous sbb perkara lepas masih menghantui ak. Jadi bila along masuh operation, ak sangat nervous (antsy sgt). Dan skrg asyik skype sbb nak tgk baby wpun x leh pegang.

Semalam skype dgn kakak (nickname adik ppuan ak) dan tgk Irfan bangun. Mata wpun spet tapi besar gak. Mata hitam dia penuh. Yang kelakarnya, mulut dia asyik ternganga ja...Mata terkebil2 tgh cari suara dalam laptop 2...adess...comel sgt rasa cam nak picit2...hehe...

Punya la excited nak jumpa Irfan smpai td dah g beli baju baby yang de tulis All Black kat dia...pdahal lewat g nak baliknya...haha...dah 2 siap boleh berhenti beli buku cerita wpun masa ak balik t si kecik 2 x smpai 3 bulan lagi.

owh...distinct features yang Irfan ada adalah hidung tok pah (or oyang) dia. Sekarang ni Irfan adalah generasi ke 4 keluarga Ariffin yang de hidung 2 ...haha...kuat tol tok pah nyer gene...melekat smpai sekarang. Muka dan smua features lain sama cam along. Mesti masa mak dan abah tgk Irfan dia teringat along lahir. Ak? Happy sangat. sangat bersyukur dengan kehadiran dia...dah jadi mak alang \(^0^)/

Irfan dan hidung trademark family Ariffin =D

2. Puasa d negara orang

Pada 12 August 2010, warga New Zealand (muslim) mula berpuasa. Syahdunya puasa d negara orang. Mmg r selama belajar d kolej dulu x sahur dgn keluarga tapi makanan Malaysia boleh dicari masa 2. Bila dah ada di sini, dah r jauh, makanan Malaysia? humph...jangan harap la dapat makan sesedap orang Malaysia. Ne nak dapat murtabak, nasi ayam boxing, mamak dan bazar Ramadhan?

Ahh!! Fikir pasal makanan ni wat ak tension je. Malas nak fikir. Tapi bila fikir raya nanti?
huargh!!!
sedey...dendang perantau betol r...
owh...ckp sal perantauan ni, member ak de post gambar batch ak kat Berita Minggu...dah keluar.Org baru sgt puasa, tp gambar dah keluar.haha.lwk2...adakah ak akan antar gak gambar solo ke Berita Harian? Mungkin...Insyaallah...hehe...(poyo kan?)

haha

seterusnya ak dah lupa pe nak post...ok...smpai d sini dulu

tc

Babies

Kim Jung Eun holding a baby in Letters From Angel photo-shoot by Cho Seihun

A baby is an angel whose wings decrease as his legs increase.
~Author Unknown~

 

 

Ten tiny little fingers that always want to play,
That never stop exploring the wonder of today.
Ten tiny little fingers that from the very start,
Will reach out for tomorrow yet always hold your heart.
~Author Unknown~

Salam...

Hi...

I'm kinda bored here so here I am, rambling and babbling my thoughts in my blog. Many of you who know me know that I love babies a lot. I go gaga when I saw babies. Hema; my bestie said that I drool over babies more than I drool at hot guys. Hehe…I think she is right. Well, it is undeniable that babies are amazing creature created by Allah on Earth. Babies are amazing in all sort of way; biologically, physically or even emotionally. They are angels on Earth. 

Personally, I think that those who hated babies must be short-circuit in any way. Who can hate babies? They are basically the purest thing on Earth. They are the beauty in all the ugliness that the world has. Those who hated them must be wrong in all sorts of way, but that is just me talking. 

I really love babies. I adore them and just like what I said earlier on, I go gaga over them. I will usually annoys those who walked with me because I will go on and on about babies that I saw along the way. Why am I fascinated by them? Well, they seemed undisturbed; like they know that the whole world got their back, that they are protected and safe in their world. They know that we won’t let anything harm them because they are important. Their features; their huge starry eyes, their small red bud of mouth, their cherubic cheek and that pudgy small fingers and legs, the smallest palm of their…they are the smallest, the loudest, the smelliest and the most adorable creature that human can have. 

I love to watch them sleep so peacefully and watching them makes me feel calm and serene. I love it a lot when they suddenly smile in their sleep; as if they saw a glimpse of heaven and that smile is so mesmerizing, I cannot take my eyes away from them. 

The smile that flickers on baby's lips when he sleeps- does anybody know where it was borne? Yes, there is a rumor that a young pale beam of a crescent moon touched the edge of a vanishing autumn cloud, and there the smile was first born . . .
-Rabindranath Tagore-

That is one of the reason I always watch them sleeping; placing my palm on their heart and feeling the small heartbeat in my hand. It makes me feel that the higher power exists in this world. Baby’s laugh and gurgle also gets me. Babies have different vocal. You know a baby’s laugh and normal people’s laughter. Their laughter makes you wanna ask them; ‘What is funny?’ and you laugh yourself silly with them. We make faces to make them laugh so that we can hear the tinkling, gurgling laughter from their tiny mouth and that huge eyes lit with happiness.

When the first baby laughed for the first time, the laugh broke into a thousand pieces and they all went skipping about, and that was the beginning of fairies. And now when every new baby is born its first laugh becomes a fairy. So there ought to be.
-James Matthew Barrie-

I also love the smell of their forehead because there is a sweet scent; a scent that people say comes from heaven. I also love the smell of their sweat because they don’t really have glands to produce body odour so their scent is different than us. They have the baby’s smell. I also love the smell of baby’s puke. Hehe…. I know. Some people find it revolting but I kinda like it. It is just the smell of milk, no harms done. Their small hands and the way they gripped your finger is so…I can’t describe the feeling that it give me. To look into their eyes and the innocent face and to know that this small creature exists in the womb; a human carrying a small life is indescribable. It is divine. 

If one feels the need of something grand, something infinite, something that makes one feel aware of God, one need not go far to find it. I think that I see something deeper, more infinite, more eternal than the ocean in the expression of the eyes of a little baby when it wakes in the morning and coos or laughs because it sees the sun shining on its cradle.
-Vincent van Gogh-

Jang Hyuk in Letters From Angel photo-shoot by Cho Seihun

Status Bengang

Hari ni mmg tengah bengang.Sekarang bengang ak memuncak. Jadi ni random post yang menunjukkan current emotion. Kenapa bengang? Hmph...korang x tnya pun ak akan cerita jugak. Ak de beli mp3 ni dua hari lepas d satu kedai elektronik d NZ sbb mp3 ak yg ak beli d KPM ni mogok dengan ak dan dah nazak. Bateri dah nak rosak. On 10 min dan dgr lagu, pas 2 terus mati. Wpun sedey sbb mp3 2 ada sentimental value kat ak (1st mp3 yang dibeli dan peneman d kala naik bas pergi dan balik KPM) tapi nak buat camna kan? Dah lama dia berjasa kat ak, jadi tiba masa dia untuk pergi. *lap air mata* uish...sensitif kot ak sal mp3 ni...

Ok, jadi ak pergi mencari pengganti dia (wpun x de boleh ganti 1st mp3 ak 2) dan ak pun beli r yg biasa2 je. Manufactured in NZ. ak bajet cam asal leh dgr lagu dah r, watpe mahal2 sbb baby (merujuk pada mp3 1st ak 2) pun x de brand, sehat je ak guna dia utk 3 tahun lebih. Jadi bila beli mp3 ni, after dah charge utk 4 jam (charging time biasa utk smua mp3) ak pun cuba r on mp3 2...hampes...1st day cuba dah x leh. Nampak je cam sgt2 biasa, cukup2 syarat jadi mp3 je, tapi x leh on. 1st time dalam idop ak, ak belek dan stdy manual guide smpai lembik buku 2. 2 pun x jadi. Hati dah hot. mp3 2 ak genggam kuat2 smpai tgn rasa sakit dan ak tinggalkan usaha gigih ak untuk cuba on mp3 2.

Malam semalam, setelah cuba utk charge mp3 baru selama 4 jam (sbb risau bateri x cukup kuat utk play lagu) akhirnya usaha ak berjaya. Rupa2nya ada lock kat mp3 2. Jadi kena unlock utk smua benda yang ak nak buat. Cthnya utk pilih lagu next dan previous. Utk pause dan stop lagu serta utk increase and decrease volume. Smua kena unlock. x pe. ak sabar.

Hari ni, ak pun pakai dan guna mp3 2 utk g kerja. Ak start on mp3 kol 8.45 pagi dan switch off pukul 1.00 pth (plus and minus). Pada pukul 2.30 ptg, ak nak kuar beli barang, jadi cam biasa, sbb x de teman, jadi mp3 r jadi peneman setia. Ak on, lagu main x smpai 3 minit (serious ak x tpu sbb ak tgk jam), tba2 mp3 2 berkelip2 dan padam. Ak jadi hairan. 'Asal lak ni?'. Dan ak on balik mp3 2 dan benda yang sama terjadi. Hati dan mula nak hot. Tapi ak sabarkan diri. Ak buat lagi dan masih, benda yang sama terjadi. 3-4 kali ak cuba dan ak tnya member ak yg pernah guna mp3 ni (setelah puas ak belek manual buat kali ke berapa pun ak x tahu). Bila dia kata mungkin sbb bateri x de, ak terus meletup.

WTF!!!! ak charge mp3 2 utk 8 jam hnya untuk dengar lagu selama 4 jam++ dengan guna volume paling rendah? mp3 1st ak yang cikai 2 pun leh dengar lagu lagi lama dari 2 wpun bateri dia dah nazak. Dan terus ak amek keputusan untuk beli mp3 yang de brand wpun lagi mahal dan G x byk. Ni mp3 baru ak:

TADAAA!!

Baby baru. Yeah. It is pink. You don't need to tell me that.

Baby lama yang banyak berjasa...x pe.leh guna g 2...

Mende alah yang menyakitkan hati.

X tahu g r pe nak wat dgn mende alah yang menyakitkan ati ak ni...Jual balik kot...tgk r camne.

L.O.V.E

Salam...
hi...this topic is probably the lamest but still and never will be outdated topic to be discussed and debated on.  I am just having random thoughts so this post will be a messy one. We all know how our brain works. It never did stay in one place but it roams and stray away...So...Here goes...

I guess everyone should know what is love. Well, it is be a lie if one says that he/she is never in love. We all did love someone or at least something. There is nobody that can be without love. However, when I say that, people will usually commented back and said that I am a helplessly romantic girl. I still remember someone saying that I am a fantasy girl.  I used to get offended by that comment though sometimes I might not show that I care about it.

I believe that we all dream of something and I am sure that we all dream to be loved. Again, I do think that everyone is in love. If you are indeed Mr Grumpy and believe that love did not exist, well, I must say that I pity you. Nonetheless, at least, at the very least, you should be in love with yourself because you don't want yourself to get hurt. That too is considered as love. So you should have love in yourself. People are not evil, they are mostly ignorant, arrogant and defiant and pessimist to actually believe that love is what makes the world a world to live in. Yes, the world is not peaceful. We have plagues, wars, crimes and all other bad things but we also have love. I believe that all human are indeed very good people, we just turn bitter and try to run away from love because it hurts.

Love hurts. It is never easy to love. You can never love one enough and you will always love more. Love is bias. Love is not just. Love is never fair because we human have flaws. I think it is because love simply does not makes any sense. Love is crazy.

Sometimes, I think that we love to be loved because of all the drama, the emotions and all the pain that we will experience come from love. Sometimes, love is simply not enough; we need more to live. Like my mum said, we cannot live with just love and I believe that it is true. Sometimes I wonder why am I fascinated with the idea of love cause it will just hurt me. But did I ever give up on love? No. If I did, I will be leaving my family and friend behind and I will probably be one of the robots with no emotion or whatsoever.

Do I ever dream of romance in my life? Of course! I am a human being and to top that, I am a GIRL. So of course I dream of all that. But now, I guess I am older and the idea of romance or falling in love kinda makes me feel tired. I had my fair share of unrequited love, of chasing at the wrong guy, falling for the wrong person and such. So I am kinda tired but I never let go my dreams. Well, I do still want someone to woo me and swept me off my feet and makes me feel like I can go to the moon and back. I do wish for that because I am a woman; we are sensitive and full of dreams. But for the time being, I am kinda tired of trying to be in love. I guess if someone is out there for me, he is out there. But for that someone, can you please hurry up? I am kinda tired of waiting now. You know, right now, I am just thinking that if that someone is there, can you go and meet my parent and ask my hand in marriage already? Love can be created after that. Wow. That is a thought eh? It is not that I wanted to get married now. I know my position and priority now.

Okay, where was I? What was I thinking before I went on and on about me and love eh? Owh...the idea of romance I guess. I believe that age or gender can never be the reason for romance to died out from love. It is simply people that changed and refused to do all of that. People say that it is the small things that lead to bigger ones. Well, I said that but who cares. People should try to make some effort to be romantic. Sure, some of us is not exactly the romantic at heart kinda people, but ask yourself this: 'Do you like it if people that you love being romantic to you?'

If your answer is No, well, then I guess that you must be either alien or you are very ice-cold and stone-hearted person. I am surprised that you are sane right now. Even if you have trauma in the past, we all wish that there is someone out that that care, love and try to be romantic (if she/he is your someone special) to us. It is because we are all human.

I think if I keep going on and on about love, this page will be as long as it can be. Let me end my post with this love quote:

The greatest thing you'll ever learn
Is to love and be loved in return.
~ "Unforgettable with Love" by Natalie Cole 

 

and I would like to say:

 

Lagu Jiwang dan Cinta Seorang

Taeyang - Wedding Dress translation

Some say it’s not over ’till it’s over/ Guess this is really over now/ There’s something I gotta say before I let you go/  Listen/

/ When you have a fight with him/ Sometimes you cry/ And feel sad and blue/ I become hopeful/ My heart aches secretly/ Then just a hint of your smile/ Can make me feel fine again/
To keep you from figuring out how I feel about you/ Because then we would drift apart/ I hold my breath, bite my lips/ Oh, please leave him and come to me/

Baby, please don’t take his hand/ Cuz you should be my lady/ I’ve been waiting for you for so long/ Please look at me now/

When the music starts/ You will vow to spend/ The rest of your life with him/ How I prayed every night/ This day would never come/

The wedding dress you’re wearing/ It’s not me (next to you)/
Oh, the wedding dress you’re wearing, oh, no/

You never knew how I felt about you/ And I hated you so/ Sometimes I wished you would be unhappy/

Now I have no more tears left to cry/ When I’m by myself I talk to you like you’re here/
I’ve felt so restless every night/ Maybe I’ve known all along this would happen/ I close my eyes and dream an endless dream/ Please leave him and come to me/

Baby, don’t take his hand when he comes to you/
  Cuz you should be my lady/ I’ve been waiting for you for so long/ Look at me now/

When the music starts/ You will vow to spend/ The rest of your life with him/ How I prayed every night/ This day would never come/

The wedding dress you’re wearing/ It’s not me (next to you)/ Oh, the wedding dress you’re wearing, oh, no/

Please be happy with him/ So that I can forget you/ Please forget how miserable I looked/
It’s going to be unbearably hard for me/ For a long while to come/

TVXQ/DBSK - Doushite Kimi wo Suki ni Natte Shimattan darou translation

Why did I end up falling for you?/ No matter how much time has passed, / I thought that you would always be here
But you have chosen a different road /

Why wasn’t I able to convey to you? / My feelings that were growing everyday and night / The words begin to overflow / But I know they won’t reach you now/

From the first day that I met you/ I felt like I knew you/ And the two of us melded together so naturally/

Wherever we would go, it would be together/ It was so natural for you to be with me/ We became adults together/
But you chose a different road/

Why did I end up falling for you?/ No matter how much time has passed,/ I thought that you would always be here (but not anymore)/

Today, the day that holds a special meaning/ The day that you stood with a smile of happiness/ Praying to God in your beautiful appearance/

With the person next to you who isn’t me/ The image of you receiving blessings/ How could I just stand aside and watch/

So why did I end up falling for you?/ We can’t go back to that time, or how we were (I’ve thought it through)/

Why wasn’t I able to take your hand?/ No matter how much time passes/ You always should’ve been by my side/
Now it will never come true/

But, even though I say that I need you close to me/ I just pray that you will be happy forever/ No matter how lonely that makes me (or how sad)/

Salam...
Hi...
Ak sbnranya mmg ske pada lagu2 jiwang dan tentang cinta bertepuk sebelah tangan ni...
(Cam de pengalaman kan?)
huhu
Adala pengalaman itu...Siapa yang x pernah jatuh cinta dan syok sendiri kan?
Well, anyway, just want to post that I love these songs...
Enjoy all hearts...

Selamat Hari Abah

Salam...

Abah, Ain nak ucap Selamat Hari Abah pada abah
Hurm...kenapa tak cakap Selamat hari Ayah kan? Tapi sebab Ain memang dari kecik panggil Abah, jadi, Selamat Hari Abah la kan?
Abah, kita memang jarang bercakap kan?
Kalau pun abah slalu p dan amek Ain masa Ain praktikal dulu, kita lebih banyak diam dari bercakap. Walaupun perjalanan dari tempat praktikal Ain sampai ke rumah agak jauh dan ambil masa dekat satu jam (minus traffic-jam), tapi kita jarang bercakap.
Ain kira bercakap di sini macam bercakap dari hati ke hati.
Memang abah selalu bagi nasihat kat Ain, bagitau itu dan ini, tapi abah tak pernah bercakap dari hati ke hati, macam cerita macam mana mak dan abah kawen, apa perasaan abah bila dapat kami adik-beradik dan semua tu.
Ain tau, susah bagi abah nak cakap benda2 macam tu sebab abah lelaki dan abah tak pernah dibesarkan dalam cara macam tu (meluahkan perasaan) dan Ain faham semua ni.
Tapi kadang2 Ain teringin sangat nak tahu apa yang abah rasa. Adakah abah bangga dengan Ain, adakah Ain slalu lukakan hati abah dan lain2.
Sekarang ni Ain sangat rindukan abah. Ain rindu sangat
Ain nak abah tau yang Ain sangat sayangkan abah.

Dulu masa kecik2, Ain selalu mintak nak tukar abah dengan orang lain sebab abah jarang bercakap dan abah jarang ada masa Ain rasa Ain perlukan abah. Ain minta maaf sebab rasa macam ni sebab masa tu Ain kecik lagi.
Ain rasa macam abah orang lain best gila sebab abah depa selalu ada, selalu boleh gurau2 dan boleh peluk cium anak2 depa.
Ain tahu, pelik bagi abah nak buat macam tu sekarang sebab kami semua dah besar. Ain pun akan rasa agak pelik kalau tiba2 abah peluk Ain sekarang (walaupun sebenarnya Ain teringin abah buat macam 2).

Ain bukan budak yang pandai. Ain tak tahu banyak benda dan satu-satunya benda yang Ain paling pandai (tapi tak cukup pandai) adalah Bahasa Inggeris.
Dulu, Ain teringin sangat nak tengok abah bangga dengan Ain. Jadi Ain usaha betul2 bagi nak dapat kedudukan tinggi dalam kelas (walaupun tak pernah berhasil).
Ada sekali Ain dapat result paling tinggi dalam kelas tusyen dan Ain hepi sangat. Jadi masa abah mai ambik Ain d tempat tusyen, Ain bagitau abah pasal benda ni.
Ain harap sangat nak tengok muka gembira abah tapi abah tak tunjuk apa2 reaksi.
Tak apalah, mungkin sebab keputusan tu pun tak seberapa, tapi dalam hati Ain, Ain teringin sangat nak tengok abah senyum.
Tak apalah. Mungkin abah senyum dalam hati saja kan?

Ain ingat lagi masa tusyen dulu abah selalu bawak Ain nak moto Vespa abah. Dulu masa kecik2, Ain malu dengan Vespa tu sebab bunyinya kuat, lepas tu tak cantik.
Tapi bila Ain dah besar, baru la Ain dapat hargai Vespa tu. Vespa 2 la yang abah selalu guna bawak kami adik beradik jalan2 masa kami baby dulu. Vespa tu banyak berjasa kat kami.

Dulu Ain selalu rasa yang abah tak peduli kami. Abah tak sayang kami sebab abah tak pernah tunjuk perasaan kat kami.
Tapi sebenarnya abah sangat sayangkan kami kan? Cuma abah tak tahu macam mana nak tunjuk kat kami.
Abah selalu diam saja. Tapi sekarang Ain tahu yang abah sayang kat kami.
Macam Nana @ Angah cerita pasal member dia yang abah dia tak pernah ambek walaupun perjalanan dari stesen bas dan rumah dia jauh.
Tapi abah tak pernah tak ambil kami walaupun masa tu dah pukul 2, 3 pagi. Abah sanggup bangun dan pergi ambil Ain dari stesen bas dan tunggu walaupun bas Ain lambat lagi. Abah sanggup p amek Nana dari tempat kerja dia (masa dia kerja d Tesco dulu) tiap2 hari walaupun shift dia abes pukul 12 tgh malam dan abah penat sangat sbb smapi ke rumah dari kerja pukul 7 lebih.
Sebab tu, Ain tahu yang abah sangat sayangkan kami.

Bila dah besar baru Ain nampak pengorbanan abah kat Ain.
Abah cemburu ka bila nampak kami selalu manjakan mak? Bila kami beli kat ma hadiah masa Mother's Day dan sambut birthday mak besar-besaran tapi tak pernah buat apa2 masa Father's Day dan birthday abah?
Sebenarnya kami nak buat sesuatu tapi mesti tak tahu nak bagi apa kat abah.
Mungkin sebab hadiah untuk abah agak susah nak beli sebab kami tak tahu apa yang abah suka.
Adakah ni salah kami sebab kami tak ambil atau buat apa2 usaha untuk kenal abah?

Abah tahu tak, masa pertama kali peluk abah masa Hari raya beberapa tahun yang lepas, saat tu la yang Ain paling suka. Mungkin pelik tapi tu la kali pertama Ain peluk abah betul2.
Selama ni, Ain memang teringin nak peluk abah macam tu tapi rasa pelik kalau tiba2 peluk. Tapi, terima kasih pada Nana@Angah yang mulakan tradisi peluk abah masa mintak maaf di Hari Raya.
Saat tu la yang Ain paling tunggu, sbb masa 2 la yang Ain boleh peluk abah. Tapi tahun ni, Ain tak dapat peluk abah sebab Ain ada d sini.
Tapi, tak apa, Ain rasa Ain akan peluk abah bila Ain balik nanti. Jadi jangan la abah rasa pelik nanti ok?

Abah, Ain minta maaf kalau Ain banyak sakitkan hati abah atau buat abah kecik hati.
Ain tahu, Ain banyak gak buat muka, dan kata kat abah yang buat abah sedih. Ain nak minta maaf dari hujung rambut sampai hujung kaki.
Maafkan Ain. Halalkan makan minum Ain.
Abah, Ain sayangkan abah.
Selamat Hari Abah.

Every Little Thing That You Do

Every little thing that you do
baby, I'm amazed by you...

Okay.
I love that song. Bryan Adam's song kinda rocks sometimes...and that is one of my old time favourite...
It is mushy and sweet and I like it a lot but that is not what I want to talk about in my post today.

Warning: This post have no connection with real people or real life. The examples are basically random and  not intended for anyone. If someone or something felt that they are harassed or angry or sad or anything with this post, I would like to say that...

I don't care.

Read it or leave it.

I want to talk about how sometimes, people forgot that it is the small things that can lead to major ones. I believe that people always think that this matter is too small and insignificant and can just be ignored. Well people, it is WRONG!

Small matters can build up and create a huge one. For instance, if you throw a sweet wrapper on the floor and think,
"Hey, that is just a small wrapper, it won't harm others."

but what if other people think that it is okay to do that for the very same reason that you think?
If that happen, then, we will have a huge pile up rubbish without knowing or realizing that the small wrapper can actually create a big mess.

It is the same as our behaviour. Sometimes, it is the small things that you do that irk people a lot. Like making faces (yes, I know, I am the queen that hold the title...) or refusing or deliberately refusing to wash the dishes. Yeap. It is that small things that can really annoy the hell out of people. I know that me making faces is a real kill buzz but believe me, I am trying hard to change that.I notice that people too are making faces when I make faces....so people, believe me, I KNOW.

But there are some really dense people that cannot seem to take a hint (or refuse to take hints) about their really annoying behaviour. Behaviour like washing dishes. It is a fairly simple task but what happen if you are the one (or some of the ones-I am making deliberate mistake here...ignore me) that always have to do that job? It will; one day, make you wanna scream. Especially if you watch the other person just simply pile up the dishes and let it stay there in hope that the sight will drive you mad and in the end, you will do it yourself. It is a brilliant move eh? Maybe I should learn how to do that...haha...

Well, yeah, if you 'volunteered' (or have to because you cannot look at dirty plates) to do that task, you should not complaint at all. If you don't want to do that job, you can just let and watch mold sprouting on the dirty plates (that sounded like a good idea) and refuse to lift a finger. You can do that. It is an option (as long as it does not affect your sanity). But when you go ahead and wash the plates, you are indirectly saying that it is okay for others to leave their dirty plates in the sink and walk away with it.

"Why don't you try confrontation?"
Some might ask and suggest that way. Well, for me, that is an extreme method that you want to use and it should be the last one to be used because if you use it wrongly, you will end up looking like a big bully whereas THAT person will just gets away with it. Plus, it will be extremely tricky if THAT person is your:
a) classmate
b) roomate/ flatmates/ housemate/ bungalowmates/ pentmates/ inmates or whatever mates
c) boyfriend/ girlfriend/ husband/ wife or lover (if that applies to you)
d) any of the above/ all of the above/ none of the above and others

So what should we do about this problem? It is small, but it will get bigger if we don't prevent it. And how to prevent this problem (or put a stop to it as it is better that way) without ruining the relationship that you have?

Any brilliant suggestion on how to do that?

Dah nak pergi...

Pejam celik pejam celik
dah tiba hari nak pergi
esok la ak bertolak ke KL
tp xkn gle nak menulis esok kot masa semua org tgh busy nak gerak
mau kena cincang dgn ayah ak t.
haha

Lappy ak ni merajuk jugak dgn ak
mentang2 la ak ckp kata ak nak beli lappy baru
teros dia merajuk
byk le lak apps yg x leh guna
'Jgn merajuk sekarang lappy. Tunggu smpai mama beli lappy baru dulu k?' cakap dgn lappy
aish~
sayang ak ngan lappy ni
mana x nyer, det sendiri kot
wpun trial lappy jek yg telah menjadi ejekan member2 ak
tp det sendiri k?
x mintak2 kat org len soh belikan

asgmnt Lisa x siap g
br start intro
camne eh?
John nyer alhamdulillah dah siap
beres dah
Lisa, mintak extension leh?
huhu

Barang2 x pack betul2 g
baju masih d sini dan sana
ada sikit dalam beg yg ke langkawi
ada lagi dalam beg ke mrsm pendang
pendek kata
merata2 baju ak 2
huhu

Cakap sal baju
ak bertuah ada kawan yg sayangkan ak (sayang ke??) hehe
lengkap barang2 ak nak pergi sbb diaorg
You guys are the best

Jannah bagi buku tk hilangkan bosan ak

A'an bagi scarf yg ak akan guna d sana t

Gola bagi gloves yang mmg super cute

Paina n Tini kasi pashmina yang ak kira akan dijadikan tudung t

Freezy pun kasi gloves yang mmg best

org lain kasi support yang slalu wat ak terharu

Mak kait scarf utk ak d sana

Adik ak (Intan) masih mengait scarf yg ak x tau bila nak siap, tp dia confident akan siap sblum ak fly

Angah kasi baju sejuk yg dia kata cute, mslhnyer bju 2 agak kecik...huhu

Cik Ct pulak belik jacket panjang lagi

Pak Itam Bob ak lak kasi dua jacket utk ak lagi

Termasuk sweater dr abah n mak, ak de 7 pasang baju sejuk

gle byk
haha

Terima kasih ak ucapkan pada semua

Mak, abah, keluarga, pakcik n makcik

Geng USM

Dak2 kolej (Ain, gonna miss u a lot)

Madam2 Kolej Professional Mara Indera Mahkota, Kuantan

Dak2 sekolah yang still ingat ak (Freezy thanks a million)

N ak jugak nak minta maaf sgt2 kalau ak ada lukakan hati korang
ada teremo, tersedih, terkasar bahasa, terkata, termengata, tertulis, dan ter ter yang lain
ak mintak maaf sgt2
halalkan makan minum ak, hutang ak kalau ada...
halalkan lah semua
ak pun halalkan dan maafkan korang semua
harap t bila berjumpa, kta akan masih mesra mcm dulu

 

Leaving on a jet plane

Don't know when I'll be back again

Oh baby, I hate to go

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Victoria Univ. of Wellington

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