10 Things I Still Remember

Darjah 3!

When I was a kid..

1. I cried when my mother just came back from Mekah in 1992. Because I thought, mommy was about to fly to Mekah, not flew back.

2. I peed in my pants, when I was 3 years old in a rental car in Langkawi..with my father permission. He was engrossed with monkey-picture-taking..

3. When I just learned to read, I read the newspaper headline and shouted to my mother.."Mak!! Rogol tu ape??"..

When in primary school..

4. I hated school, and cried and begged not to go to school. I was scared with a teacher named Ustaz Nizam. I stopped crying when he quits.

5. Once, when I was Primary 4 kot, I vomited at one end of a classroom on my way to the toilet. I left the vomitus, made my way to the toilet, and ACT like it was not my own vomit. Disgusting!!

6. My sister & my father, when they picked me up after school, told me I smelled like an 'egg'. Which is yuckss! but I was just a kid who schooled from 8 to 4 with lots of running, jumping & playing..

7. I always love playing buaya-buaya.

8. On fridays, when the boys went for solat Jumaat, we sometimes played kawin-kawin, in which we used telekung as a veil. huhu. and girls as bride & groom.

9. I wrote a pantun, as a 'keceriaan' kelas which says something about pursuing to a 'universitas'(in desperation to rhyme the pantun with S-end).Now, i really end up in a universitas in indonesia. duhh..thanks to the pantun.

10. I always think I will not live long. I think I will die before I reach 20. Now, tadaa!!. I'm turning 21 soon. Thanks to God.

Change

This post should actually been posted on January.
But I kept them in draft, and forgot about it.

It's just weird how people change in a second.
Last week you see her all nice to you, and the next thing, she is your biggest enemy.
You thought you know someone with all your heart, but then, truth reveals and that someone is a complete stranger after all.

What makes people change actually?
What makes you change about something?
What makes you change your friendster layout? (This was January ok. FB is not that famous at that time)
What makes you change your food choices?
What makes you change your religion?
What makes you change your shoes?
Bla..Bla..Bla..
Sometimes people are so vulnerable to change that he or she never realize the outcomes of it.

Beware! Change is not always a good thing.
So, better aim for something better.
Change to become a better one!

Oh. Malam Ini Dalam Sejarah

Haa.
Org sume sibuk soh aku update blog.(famous kan aku?)
Padahal byk lg blog korg bole bca.
Org sume buat blog dok cite pasal kegiatan seharian.
Aku malas la nk cite bnda2 mcm tu. sbb hari2 aku sama je.
Tp tkpe la. utk penuhkan blog.

Malam ini..

balik lmbt, pg main violin ngn MMS.(bukan main, memain2kan)
da mgrib bru blik. buka puasa dlm angkut minum minute maid: pulpy orange.
balik uma laju2 solat, makan, solat.
opss. lupa nak mandi.
bkn lupa, tp malas+ sejuk+ air terhad+ org-kata-kalau-mandi-lepas-makan-nanti-perot-boncet..
tk kesah la tu.
pastu niat yg tinggi nk tido.
tp jaa soh online, nak bebual pasal jakarta punye hal.
bukak laptop.
bukak email.
baju yg aku order online, will be delivered esok ke rumah(JB yeh). excited!


In the meantime, hari ni byk nyamuk. Jadi berparty sakan la ikan laga aku nan satu tu makan nyamuk.
Tapi...Banyak sgt pulak nyamuk!! Smlm tkde lgsg!
Aku bgn dr meja paun ni ade la dlm 6-7 kali dok tabur nyamuk dlm bekas ikan tu.
Dlm antara aku bangun-duduk-bangun ni, ade la satu part aku tekejot tgk ade bnda gerak dlm cermin. rupanya diri sdiri. cess..
Last aku kumpulkn dulu nyamuk2 ni kt tepi laptop, bru anta kt ikan. save energy.

Pastu tgk plak blogshop2 yg wujud kt internet ni.
hoh. tetiba nk tgk boots(bkn boots phua chu kang). tp byk kua shoes.
Aku da tangkap cintan ngn kasot masot ni.


Tp tkkan la aku yg dok kat bumi jatinangor ni, nak pakai kasot mcm ni.
Dah la dok uma naik turun bukit. Naik turun angkutan kota. Naik bukit fk. Kalau lmbt kena lalu shortcut sikit lalu kat tanah.
Dah nnti heels kasut aku jadi penggembur tanah.
Jadi lupakanlah utk waktu ni. Belilah utk hari raya ke.
Jadi, marilah stick to crocs pink getah yg tkde heels langsung tu!


Tiba2 dgr bunyi ade bnda ketok2..huuu...
tgk atas siling, ade cicak tgh semangat gigit serangga ape tah.
pastu bunyi ketok2 tu pasal serangga tu meronta2 la.
tetiba jatuh plak serangga tu atas tilam aku.. sayap die putus jatuh atas meja. kesian.. serangga tu akhirnya mati.

Haa. best tak blog aku?
Mari kita review..
Bercerita tntg:
1. Aku tk mandi.
2. Bangkai Nyamuk
3. Kasut & Tanah
4. Bangkai serangga tercabut sayap

Tulus, suci & murni dari hati..

p/s:..nyamuk masih berkeliaran di sini..

Thank You For Your Visit..

after so long..
visitors to my blog reached 1000. ahahahahah.
org lain tk payah tunggu, esok lusa dah seribu.
maybe, half of it, was my own visits to my own blog.
tak tolak traffics from nigeria, german...? duhh..
visitors/guests bring lights & 'berkat' to your home..
so, marilah datang to my blog, even though there's no updates.
haha.
boring lah.
if u have any 'recommendation' of what to do next to my 'abandoned' blog, or what I should really write or good at writing,
silalah comment/shout-at-the-box/sms/call/fb/ms/email/ym/skype me. anything that can reaches me.

happy december everyone!!

--thanks for coming!!--

You, Me & Taik Hidung

I was reading The Developing Human by Moore. And came across a fun fact.
When we, the human, were about the age of 25 days, our size was 2.5-4.5 mm.
The size of taik hidung if you want to compare.
I was born weighing 4kg.
I was thinking.. Is it possible to collect 4kg of your taik hidung in 9 months?
I think you need to be a 'vacuum cleaner' if it is even possible.
God is great kann??