The Last Night in Penang.

Last night, I couldn't even get an answer
I tried to call but my pride wouldn' t let me dial


Honestly, this song has nothing to do whatsoever with this post. just. i thought of it. i remember when it was released. in 2007, i was in Form 4. along with the song Beautiful Girl--Sean Kingston.

Its funny how i can remember some stuffs, and forget important ones, like to return the overdue books to the library. but then again. is that even important? haha


tonight's the last night in PENANG. This year. Maybe forever.

• Maybe i'm not comin back for degree
• Maybe i fail gracefully in English Studies (Literature) and get kick out
• Maybe i'll do my degree in yippie, MIRI! oh i love that place.
• Maybe i'll escape to the UK or something, and send u some souvenirs, and come back after 4 years
• Maybe i'll marry Prince William there and His Majesty decides that i should quick teacher trainin and willin to pay the RM130,000 fine cuz it aint much for him

or

• maybe i should cut out the crap!! how about that eh?

well. its been one year and a half. chrissie asked me how is life away from home. i dont know. difficult? well. to say homesick, sometimes, but i do go back often enough. i'm manja. yes. langguk kata melayu sarawak. yeah baby, i'm diggin sarawakian. no, not that i have a sarawakian gerek (bf/gf), thou i wouldnt mind havin one, not that i'm even lookin for one,  just, i love sarawak. a lot. i feel that its really me. like it has some connection with me. i dont know what.  

•  maybe i'm a descendant of Rentap: AGI IDUP AGI NGELABAN!
•  maybe i'm an heir to White Rajah Sarawak!

shut up silly,
Rentap's IBAN, u're MINANGKABAU,
Rajah Sarawak's WHITE, u're black!


well, maybe i just love culture, thats it. i love culture, and people, different culture and different people. i wanted to be an anthropologist. wiki it peeps. its cool.


so, comin back to my last night, in Rambai, if not Penang. Rambai is the name of my block btw, the name it with fruits here.


i've got nothing to blog about it. ha-ha.


please dont get mad.

me in front of Rambai

ok i lied. thats Padini. eh. Pa-sth I just cant recall what.


PALA!


the block where i'm gonna live next semester, IF AND ONLY IF, any of the maybes above do not happen teehee


ah, for the next  6 weeks, i'm gonna miss Penang, I'm gonna miss INSTITUT PERGURUAN PERSEKUTUAN PULAU PINANG, INDAH LAGI CEMERLANG,(yes pakcik, the one in Berita HAIRAN for late allowance) i'm gonna miss Komtar, the ferry, the bridge, the sea, the beach, the jeruk, the nasi kandar, anything penang-y you know.

• i'm gonna miss my lecturers, mdm rock especially
• tesl cohort 3, esp agnes, farah, nisrin, sarah, ieqa and all...37 of us.
• and the mami at mami cafe,
• and mamu at our block,
• and my warden mr yusof and his ayam serama,
• and the akak celcom at tesco which added me in facebook yesterday,
• i'm gonna miss tesco too,
•  and the rapid bus drivers,
• and all the sales at Queensbay! oh baby.
  
  what else?

i'm gonna miss you too. of course.


listen. i'm not TESOL cohort 2, which is leavin for Macquarie. I'm neither in sem 7 or 8 PISMP, they're graduatin already.


so. why the emo post baby?


saje. haha.


i love u all yawwww. muah *kiss left cheek kiss right cheek wipe off saliva*

saya xde duit.bukan derhaka! huhu

assalamualaikum

Menu

Messaging

Write new

Daddy,call me..please (smiley gmbaq muka cute)

(amboi daddy daddy, dah la tak kasi salam)

send to

WALID

hensem kan walid saya? mude remaja lak tu teehee

SENDING....

done.

wait.

Sending failed

WALID

Retry?

damn damn damn.

now nak SMS ummi n walid pun xda credit
call ape laa lagi..
huhu dah jadi anak derhaka aku sekarang!
kang mak aku sumpah aku jadik batu...huhu
mentang2 da belajaq kat kota metropolitan Paris, eh Penang ni
lupakan mak ayah kat kampung pulak.
huhu

maka post ini ditulis sebagai satu eksplanasi..klu ak kena sumpah sebab derhaka sbb x call ummi walid, korang tolong la eksplain kat dorg. dorg x baca blog aku ni dah

 

i just had my last meal just now.

nasi putih+kuah sup+ayam goreng+sayur-sayuran x berapa nak fresh= RM3.80

duit aku lak cukup2.

nasib baik uncle tu x caj 4 hinggit.

mane aku nak cekau lagi doposen. huh.

last meal tu xtaw la nak tahan sampai bila.

esok ka lusa.

duit elaun x masuk lagi.

damnit la wey.
camne aku nak beli bday gift kat walid ni huhu(politik!)

nasib baik la bukan aku sorg je cmni

ade la nisa, nadia sume2 teehee (saje nak mengfemeskan dorg ni)

eh

eh

sat

*groih groih bunyik perut*

sat sat

5 min

toilet

-

-

-

-

-

(lebih kurang 5 minit kemudian)

hmm.

dah disposed dah.

camne nak tahan smpai esok ni

semua aku dah "buang"

damn.

psst: tingat hari tu mencekik bagai nak gila kat seoul garden.

n blog Kakak Fuze Faz TEYL yg cute---kat Bangladesh leh RM10.25 bleh makan 8 orang. Ciss. Aku seposen pun xde sekarang.

n blog Abg Chips TEYL yg cute le jugak---pasai member beliau yang tingin makan karipap. *lapar bonar dah den ni*

habis sume org aku pomot teehee

hah. lama da x blog in BM kan. Dok "PPSMI" je teehee

more. the untold story

oh yeah. i went to Seoul Garden today. The whole bunch of 3TESL2 did. Story? Well. Lets just say we ate like crazy. I did. Full stop. Gurney Drive stinks.

***********
there's gotta be more to life. ( a daft non-poem in my other blog)

and today. i'm gonna have this little ritual to bury a dead memory.

oh shit. the medicine. wait.
5mins
4mins
3mins
2mins
1min

the damn pills. no silly. it ain't E. its for the headache. and gastric. and oh, i just realised,
there's no cure for the heart.

none. i checked.

well. there's gotta be more to life.
************
of course, life was a bliss. life was beautiful. frolicking all day. smiling and giggling all night. yeah. i smile all the time. i giggle all the time. i go mushy-mushy all the time. i still do. with or without you.

i have adored you. and hoping you fancy me too.but you didnt, and it made me want to leave. and i left. and i almost lived happily ever after.........

till you came back. with lots of hope. dreams. and made me love you again. even more.
and now i'm hooked.

i can't go. and you left me. alone. in the cold street. dying. damn!

you used to save me remember? my knight in armour. saved me from the agony, you're my oasis in the desert, the answers to all my prayers.

i'm dying. bleeding. inside. and outside. shivering in the cold. messed up.

thank you.

************

*vampire princess(me) bite*


*assfcuk-play-with-my-heart-motherfcuker dead*

i have to kill you. have fun in hell. i heard they have sauna.


OK. So. The Story's told. finally. That will do as the "talkin". Damn. I've never attended a funeral all my life. Eddy ....... and I wasn't there. So I don't know how it's like.

pfft. just dig a hole and throw u in it. easy.


Now. Let the damn memory. Rot and rust in peace.
 

i'll pay a visit!!
 
btw. i'm still alive. there's gotta be MORE to life baby! yeeehaaaaa!!

Global Pink Day+Toast For A Change--Madam Rock!!

The same morning I woke up dying, a throbbing pain in my head, I opened my closet and taraaaa..


schu payung

 i wore pink. irony.woke up like a sick dog. and now. in the pink of health teehee.


well it was actually part of this campaign called the Global Pink Hijab Day, which is to encouurage people to join efforts to help combat cancer, breast cancer especially.


so i began to spread spread spread the propaganda last night to all my girl friends: WEAR PINK! hehe and plus its one of the big day for us too as it's the


TOAST FOR A CHANGE wiv MADAM ROCK day!!


I TOLD U! everyone was clad in PINK!! *sakit mata eh tengok*

 HAHA, nothing to do with a toast or a change, instead, it was this certificate giving ceremony. you know, the one where we were supposed to write nice and constructive things about each other and make it into a certificate and give it to our friends. i made one for me bestie Laila.

 haha ot much cuz i aint creative but i wrote her a simple so-so poem i guess lol and Hazwan made one for me. hehe. how beautiful. and how sweet.


*no picture, no controversy* haha


well it was totally fun, lots of laughing

the best mom in the institute

and hugging! darn, they looked like long lost sistas!!

and eating

syera

 *yumm yumm* which later resulted in the crowd in Pinang and Rambai toilets. hehe the meehoon was awesome thou, credit to mami cafe haha and fateyn chocoholic

jazli remains low profile. pic: bob and fateyn chocoholic

and a lot of camwhoring!! snap snap

the camwhore princess! damn

me and ieqa. btw she wears pink today. woot2. she hardly does that.

siti payung wannabe. uwekk. ahaha


and of course the camwhore did not stop there.

it was the pink, payung and posing day. btw nice coop aint it teeheee

hehe that was actually the last session we had with our LDv lecturer madam Rock. we adore her. a lot. and the session was like, AWESOME! A great way to sorta "wrap up" this whole foundation course. of course theres exams to look forward to next week. yeah baby. next week.


we just realised how much we love each other. awwwwwww.we've been together for 1 and a half year--thats long,  and we're gonna for another 4 friggin blissful year..insyaAllah.


nothing can do us apart, lets just pray that we'll stay friends forever--till death do us apart.
(eeee kenapa touching2 ni?)


p/s: the same schu who camwhored like crazy is snuggling in her bed, again. of flu attack and migraine. haha.

p/s: photos courtesy of this guy

alep aka william goncanglembing. Thanks a hell dafty! ahaha

TESL NIGHT and i need nicc-o-tyne

assalamualaikum peeps

its one of those days when I feel disturbed, again.

no silly, i aint havin one of those red flags.  i'm just too worn out afta the friggin something tesl night.

u see my signature there? wow feels so hollywood haha

darn it was a friggin tiring night. the whole Tesl Night thing. Some parts were boring and lame and cliche, like they've had it all along, some were fun and I had an effing good laugh and a guy rocked Use Somebody--Kings Of Leons, simply loved it, and a rock wannabe dude practically screamed, not sing. it felt like i was in a gig or something. a shit one.

this is the dude that yelled. NO WONDER he wears a mask. and i was the stupid rock fan who took pic wiv him. daft

oh heck, i was dressed for rock concert. 


haha leng not rock. haha



i wanted to be something rock cuz i was supposed to be Dylan of Charlie's Angels (ahhh, now u know eh) but heck I was warned by peeps not to be sexay and whatnot so damn it---it did not work out. just a black T and a Levi's.

the "angels" and Charlie...KMPPians. I dont mean the charlie the bug

and the part where the rock star sorta fall from grace?

haha that was fcukingly terrible. i fell on me knees, thanks you goddamn Chadstone heels, I thought you were the best thing I ever bought.



looks that kill



at least i got FOOD and a pic with female zorro haha 

the best part was the xi shua shua dance =p

my foster brothers. zul (left) and razin. I adore them. were in a drama where zul's a gay likes razin ("ter"gay)

and now i'm on my bed, legs crossed, cleanin these goddamn nails. i painted it black, which was all the idea bout rock chick.  As drag as the Night was cuz I was "Jiwa Kacau" I'm sure one day I'll read this dumb post again and say, "awww i miss all those good shit"

thanks goodness i managed to clean it. kot laa i termati x pasal2 org tolong cabut my nails huhu

so,
i need nicc-o-tyne now. and i need out. some dude from USM asked me out. midnight. Flyin, we call it. darn dont u know i'm too good for that? yeah right. haha



the rock and radical princess. haha.

i'm too nice and sweet to fly out. just like the gal with me in the pic. hehe

with Aisha, the Sibu gal. Sarawakian. sweet, aint she? well, all sarawakian are. includin me (tetiba nak jd biak sarawak)


thats all. gotta hit the books. hahahahahaha as if. love u all peeps, assalamualaikum.

p/s: btw ummi and walid, nicc-o-tyne is a song. i dont smoke. and heck.

crush!teehee

today i had this dreadful Sociology presentation. I'm tryin hard not to swear here--but its really gettin me nerves. It was supposed to be these other dudes' work, but they screwed up sorta, and the lecturers unanimously decided that my group should do it. like damn.



here's my socio group btw, we call ourselves Lee and The Girls



generally i have nothing against presentation, i mean, i'm gonna be a teacher so talking is my job, but i aint a big fan either and when it comes to sociology...fcuk, i hate it!! like its dead boring and the lecturers love bombarding us (read: me) with lots and lots of question they know we can't answer.

then as i was halfway through my presentation i saw him. oh, him. haha that made me lose focus. just WHY did he hafta pass by my classroom now, now that i was fooling myself with a godd*** presentation?

he has the messy looks today--the way i like it. yesterday i saw him during assembly. he's mesmerizing to me. i simply love him. ohmigod.he's tall, and dark, and handsome. i mean he aint the Ashton Kutcher kinda cute, breakin hearts and faces, he's just macho..very macho. wow.

to me he's friggin gorgeous (my mates dont think so tho)

ok back to the presentation

so i was talking bout this culture change blah blah assimilation blah blah and what not,

he walked in front of my class

i saw him thru the door (its too hot to keep it shut, damn college)

the messy hair do...awwww

and as i was talking and my lecturer was sitting right in front of me

and the whole of TESL Cohort 3 was pretending to listen to me babbling

and i cudnt help but to giggle and smile and giggle again



showin my sets of teeth

and agnes stood next to me

and i nudged her
(like agy, u gotta help me out, i cant concentrate)

and she was like, wth?

and Sarah and Anisah saw that

and they giggled

and Sarah sort out announced to the class,

"Madam, she's flirting!"

Thank God Madam didnt hear. (Or did she?)

Hee, it feels like high school all over again.

Having crushes.

Stalking them

Daydreamin bout them

Hoping they feel the same way bout u too

Stealin their phone number from a friend

And neva eva telll them about it

At the end of the day they never knew u exist

Or maybe they did, and they say,

"Awwww, you sweet, adorable lil dumbass"

i dont want you to adore me

nor want you to ignore me

 p/s: Sarah's locked in the toilet by the way, i must've hidden her sufficiently--she's still missin ainnit? haha

A Glimpse at LIFE: I’m the passive observer

My friend Emmett said that Komtar is a dangerous place. (I mentioned Emmet a lot i my blog aint it? U guys must be wondering who he really is. The Cullen or Butterfingers. Haha Go Figure.)

Oh, really? I went there alone last semester. 

And I managed to catch the glimpse of life. What it truly means.

I was born in a moderate family.

 Sometimes I DO wish my parents were a bit (a lot) richer so I can shop at Gurney and buy all the “NEW ARRIVAL” instead of the 70% off bin at Queensbay. Or maybe I can dine and spent like 20 bucks on coffee and sandwhich in Starbucks. Or maybe If my parents were more of the affluent type I can just go shop whenever i want to instead of waiting for every 1^st of the month.

heck ya and I asked for an iPhone 4 from my Ummi for my 19th birthday. 

But when you see life you start counting ur blessing. And there at Komtar I learnt something.

I told you haven't I, that I feel very very lucky?

Haha, I feel likeI’m writing a reflection.

“Write a reflection bout the trip to Komtar.” DAFT.

Ok back to business. 

Know what? I wish I were a photographer. But I have this really sick photography skill.

Cuz if I were one, it would have been lot easier to me to tell all of u what I saw then.

 A picture speaks a thousand words.

That afternoon was hot. I was walking alone somewhere near  Komtar; near the skybridge that will lead you to Chowrasta. 

I climbed up the staircase. My shirt was drenched with sweat. I was thirsty, too. I wished I had a car. But if I were to I have to deal with the traffic, and it’s a lot more awful.

I wished that I have no interest whatsoever to this part of Penang. But curiosity led me there.

As i was thinking bout what my mom was cooking at home and whether my friends have done their Language Development homework I heard a cry.

I looked.

There the little soul was, crying, begging for his sister not to live him alone there.

“Kak, don’t leave chek(me) here. Chek takut.” He said in tears, in his 3yo Penang-saturated accent. 

He was a child so young. So fragile. And he was there in a torn shirt. Frail and dark-skinned, he looked like he hadn’t bathe in days. And I wasn’t trying to be funny.

He was just a child of 3.

His sister, about 7, seemed to ignore her.

“Aku kata dok la sini sat. Toksah kacau aku. Sat lagi aku mai la balik.” I said stay. Dont disturb me. I will be back.

And I stayed there still, tears on my eyes. I couldn’t say or do anything. My brother was of the same age. He eats a lot. Ice cream and candy. Chocolate. I’m planning to treat him pizza once I got home. 

me eating a RM50 something meal for one night till i cudn't take it anymore and there was this poor soul who cant even afford a RM5 nasi kandar

This boy looked like he hadn’t had a propel meal for days.

He was still crying.

The sister was annoyed. She pinched his stomach, the way Dad would do to me when I didn’t finish my homework as a schoolgirl. Or the way Madam Yasmin pinches Nabil when he sleeps in class.

She was leaving already.

I spoke up.

“Awat ni?” Me trying to sound like a penangite. What happened, I said. 

I could feel the lump in my throat.

Can I cry?

Don't Schu, not here.

Came a lady, about 20-plus maybe.

They looked somehow related to me, I began to wonder whether she was the mom.

but she told me something else.

she told me just leave them.

and let them be.

I CAN'T. HE'S A CHILD OF 3.

well.

He has a junkie for a father.a drug addict. The mother died of terminal illness.

The dad, he works somewhere near there and it all comes down for his 7 year old sister

to mind him.

it happens everyday, dear. they're used to it.

this is their routine.

they encounter it EVERY SINGLE DAY.

Hunger. Lonesome. Cold. Tears. Scared.

EVERYDAY.

I almost faint. 

I always adore children.

Fascinated by them.

They teach me stuffs.

And the pain on his eyes, boy it was too much.

 i left. there was nothing i could do. and that was when i told myself: I am grateful God made me choose to be a teacher.

that way I can educate these kids. and help eradicate poverty.

EASIER WAY TO DONATE! just click! 

i went again to Komtar a couple of times after that. And I never did see them again. 


i'm just the passive observer.

Tentang-Tentang, Part 3~~

salam..brsama saya lagi dalam Tentang-Tentang Tang Tang Tang!! yeay~!!! (tone pengacara rancangan kanak2)


Alhamdulilah..keja da siap...hehe penat gilaaaa ni.
kelas cam biasa 8 till 1330..
like usual Wednesday mmg dreadful sgt2 sbb ada assembly....X BEST OKAY!!
schu and wednesday...mmg cannot go!


fuhh, balik2 dr klas tros kena kemas bilik..wat laundry, sapu2 sampah..masak utk husband (over lah)..n then tros kna ngadap kesayangan saya iaitu baby lappy saya..wat lak assignment...mmg pack lah...smpai nak makan pun x sempat taw x.(posa la silly.)


nasib baik dah settle suma tu. yeay!!
 ("cece citer sumer ni kunun2 nak habaq kat satu internet bahawa ang rajin la tu Schu," kedengaran suara sumbang berkata.)


*oklah slama ni ak xwat keja2 sumer tu. yelah. selama ni ak keja balas2 kumen dalam fesbuk je.ak tawu*


so...actually
kita hentikanlah kerepek merepek ak ni
kita leh sambung citer pasal War Museum smlm tu...before that nak tanya kat org2 penang (penangites kata mat salleh)


korg taw x katne Southbay? haaaa kalau korg taw kat situ lah Museum ni.heeee. detail kan ak gtaw.
so korg kena gak p nnt..kalau x nak pegi, XNAK KAWAN!!


oklah jom kite usha2~

seram ak baca ayat2 kat cni...korg nampak tak pa dia tulih>?(tp siyes ayat dia cam syial...)
hmm...sat naaa

yess..di tapak inilah pemancungan kepala telah berlaku...ni tem zaman Japanese Occupation. Org British depa x wat cmtu. depa juz pulun duit kita ja. 


well kalau korg nak taw sbnarnye kapak n skull kat situ replika ja ye sayang2ku..jangan nak pikiaq btoi2 plak. tp according to my ranger tu mmg sini la tmpt depa pancung kepala..pastu kepala2 tu kan...
kepala2 tu kan..
depa gantung kat satu tali cm tali wayar elektrik kat atas..cm gantung baju kat ampaian tu laaa..
eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee
cube korg bayangkan. KEPALA.


n then kan...
the samurai kan...akan lick the blood from the sword..
yesss..lick it. (Vampire plak dah).


pastu kan...
the bodies kan..the decapitated bodies...
depa letak kat cni...

if i am not mistaken...huhu...bayangkan betapa gross n pengotoqnya mereka ni...patutlah tem tu byk penyakit n wabak..eeee


tp gamba ni klaka. ak pon heran naper leh ada plak benda camni.

haha, APA MOTIFFFFF??? jgn nak habaq mai kat aku ni motor Mat Rempit yg depa pancung kepala? haaa jgn nak merepek dah..tp mcm citer P Ramlee pun ade kan..yg motor dia naek kat atas bumbung tu kan? hehe


ak kan... lepas tngok tmpt org kena pancung,tmpt org kna gantung..tmpat org kena tembak..tros da rse xde mood daa...eee seramnya tmpt ni.huhu
bila fikir2 lagi...ramai je yg da mati kat cni...mst ramai gile kan..rsa bsalah lak. sbb ak ni bukan la budak baik yg menghargai kemerdekaan dan kebebasan yg telah kita kecapi..
(sumpah ayat skema pondok nye!!!)


korang nak tgok x lagi tempat2 kat ctu? xnak xpa ak x paksa.heeee. ak tawu bloggi ak bosan. xde gambaq awek2 cun cm blog org len...huhu xpe la klu korg x sudi....(ayat touching. tak bleh blah)


ok la meh kita tngok lagi gambar yg ak smpt snap..huhu. sedihnye. ak pyn HP kong da time tu. So, nasib bek ada Agy, atau Agnes bestie aku..dia la kasi pinjam cam dia..huhu tp gambaq kureng sket arrr..xpe ek?

eh apa depa dok ramai2 pakat2 tngok ni?> ada jualan murah ka? tgk suma cam x berganjak ja? suma cma khusyuk je tgok...
apa yg tetibe interesting sgt eh? haha muka jay-s sangat xbleh blah lah. 
ok...smpai ati korg x ajak aku. camni la member. xpe xpe.

laaaa..benda ni ka ampa dok tngok..haih. engatkn ape la td. wekk!!
HMM. rajah di atas menunjukkan suasana dlm sebuah cell yg org jepun gunakan utk melampiaskan nafsu serakah mereka (tu dia bahasa aku..cece..walaupun lama dok england...heeee.xdelah.)
btw patung tu skadar nak menceriakan suasana.


eee....kejam sgt2!!!

emm. mmg jadik tradition atau adat la kan.

tentera2 yg jahat2 ni..mst depa akan rogol org kan? eeeee ak rsa geram n takut bla terpikir pasai tu.

mereka kan...rogol..bakar..siksa..masukkan object2 tajam...sgt kejam. huhu

i really cant imagine hidup tem tu cemane.

potret di dinding..gambar wanita yg menjadi mangsa kekejaman...isy3. sedih ak tngok. tersentak wey. smpai nak amek pic ni pon tangan ak ketaq2. tapi kawan yg cam hampeh, smpat lagi brguraw kata ni gambaq tgh sujud.aii..backhand satgi bru taw.

gambar ni x clear laa. tp kat dlm tu korg leh tngok la alat2 yg dorg gnakan utk siksaan..huhu

ni pun satu cell yg dgunakan utk menyiksa dan melampiaskan nafsu. tp kami xleh nak masok cell-cell ni. ak pon x tawu kenapa tp ak ada hypothesis sndiri: maybe byk kuman2 kot kat situ.kuman AIDS..kuman Syphillis..gonorrhea..hmmm. ntah la btoi ka x. rugi ak x tanya.

seramlaaaaa!! rumah2 tentera Melayu.

ok kalau korg nak taw kat cni ade cm racial segregation sket taw. segregation ikot ras la. yg british dok tmpt len..yg india dok len..yg melayu dok len..huhu..maybe dorg asingkan ikot rank kot. tahla...

selain ada umah depa pun ada cook house..infirmary..blah3...

nak tngok x?

peti ini aku jumpa di tempat org British tinggal..kira dorg punye PRESIDENTIAL SUITE laa.

yeay! GUINNESS IS GOOD FOR YOU.

mmg genius la aku.haha. eh lain lah. ni arak.

amboi sempat lagi naa..nak berperang minum arak. isy3.

bagi yg xtaw..ni jamban. xde flush laaa.

just dispose je dalam bucket tuu. nnt ada la sapa2 yg brfungsi sbgai pengangkatnye.

cehhh. technology perang smpai gna Hydraulic System...jamban kat umah nenek ak lagik canggih kot.

*ko mmg GROSS schu, letak gambaq camni...*

heY! korg xtaw macammna sengsaranya ak nak amek gambaq camni. berBAU xtaw!!! huhu...

lock up...

macam kat Hawaii pon ade ni.

hmmmmmm

kalau stakat basikal tuo ni kek umah uwan eden pon ado...haha yg dua tu tahanan perang,. haha sorry. thats Agy n Rarah.

org zaman dolu2 pon suka conteng dinding gak..macam kite. agak2 ape dorg nak tulis eh?>

"I WAS HERE, 17-8-35"

haha ak biasa conteng tu kat blakang kerusi dalam bas tambang kat ipoh. naek2 ja da sediakan nawaitu yg sgt syaitan serta liquid paper n marker pen nak menconteng. huhu tingat zaman kuajaq!...haaaa tu dlu la. skrang ak bakal cgu ok? (ehem2, sumpah skema)

guys...ade tulang ajak ak g clubbing lah. x caya paaa?

ensem kan tulang ni? ak mmg cukup suka yg camni. heeee guraw2.

ak bkn kaki clubbing. kami nak p jalan2 jaaa.haha. berdating dgn tulang.

oklah syg2ku..ni post terpanjaaaanggg ni. ak harap korg suka la ye. n ak harap korg akan p museum ni one day sbb ianya mmg besh...siyes wey.

lupa nak pomot, kat situ pon ada PAINTBALL. bleh ar ajak member2 berperang kat situ. mmg FEEL! style doh!!

renung2kan laa ye. moga kita hidup aman n damai..always..

love yer all. salam!~~~

                                                      

                                                                    -TAMMAT-

thanks for readin people!!