Showing posts with label endeavour. Show all posts
Showing posts with label endeavour. Show all posts
Tuesday, November 24, 2009
Lapan tahun idak ler lama maner. Tetapi, lapan tahun boleh menjadikan seorang koma, idup semua dan cergas bermain futsal, lapan tahun boleh membuatkan seorang lelaki lembut menjadi perempuan, lapan tahun boleh menyebabkan sepasang kekasih yang pada mulanya memadu asmara siang malam sebelum kahwin akhirnya berpisah dengan anak masih sekolah rendah.Ini kali, dipertontonkan koleksi 8 tahun yang mana ianya merupakan 8 gambar yang mula diambil menggunakan DIGITAL CAMERA dan meninggalkan zaman kamera berfilem.
Kamera digital ni dulu mahal yer. Tu, gambar 2002 diambil masa duk Pantai Dalam. Itu jam, kerja di PJ Oldtown. Kamera jenama entah hapa ni harganya RM1K jugak. Gambar macam lahanat. Kan?
Gambar 2003 plak ialah gambar amik di Hotel New Pacific, Kota Bahru, Kelantan masa mula-mula kerja gomen. Itu jam baru lapor diri, terus dorang hantar jadi urusetia bengkel. Hehe. Itu jam jugak la first time aku naik kapeitrobang. Segala doa aku baca nak naik kapeitrobang tu. Maner la tau trompeh ye tak.
Gambar 2004 tu pulak, masa aku dalam flight malam balik KL dari Kuching. Sama jugak, aku jadi urusetia bengkel. Itu jam dah ader la nampak pengisian ke atas muka aku kan. Tak payah panggil Zulfazli, jurumekap diva tuh. Diva ker? Haha.
Gambar 2005 tu pulak gambar kat ofis sebelum tukar nyer ofis tu ke Putrajaya. Situ best. Meja kerja penuh fail, PC kat belakang menghadap KLCC. Tingkat 22 pulak tuh. Huhu. Muka ada penambahbaikan lagi dari segi kuantiti isipadu. Wakaka.
Sementelahan itu pula, (mendaper sementelahan tu, aku pun tatau), gambar 2006 tu dah menyerlahkan lagi keberhasilan penambahan isi muka yang biasa dialami oleh pekerja-pekerja kerajaan menjelang beberapa tahun bekerja dengan kerajaan. Hahaha. Gambar tu diambil di Hard Rock selepas lampu kelab terpasang. Keadaan tergantung di situ.
Bagi gambar 2007, yang itu diambil semasa berdating kali kedua dengan seseorang yang dah takde lagi di dunia aku ni buat masa ni, dan diambil di Avenue K. Cermin mata yang dipakai aku tu memburukkan lagi rupa aku sebab menyerlahkan kebulatankampungpandanan muka aku yang sedia bulat itu. Huaha.
Manakala, gambar 2008 diambil semasa malam merdeka di sebuah kelab terkemuka di KL (terkemuka sebab pernah masuk TV yer..). Masa ni, aku dah reti untuk posing menyengih sebab aku rasa pipi aku telah mencapai isipadu yang mencukupi bagi membentuk satu raut wajah sengihan yang ... boleh la.. nak kata hensem, turki paling hodoh kat istanbul pun lagi hensem dari aku.
Dan gambar 2009 diambil semasa hari jadi Chumie di News KTV Imbi. Awal tahun la pulak ye. Takpe. Asalkan 2009. Pada ketika ini, posing sengih menjadi identiti aku dah. Hahaha.
Sunday, November 15, 2009
Wohhooo... lama sih ga update blog! Ye la.. sejak blogger takleh nak diakses dari ofis yang maha totalitarian tu. Memula takleh akses facebook. Takpe, pakcik sabau, then takleh akses Yahoo Mail.. dengan alasan ada YM dalam tuh... takpe, pakcik sabau... skang takleh akses www.blogger.com .. ini ya memang bener2 buat pakcik marah. Mana boleh camni!! ( Bapak marah? Nanti bapak kena jual...) Tidak.. bapak tak marah nak.. block lah.. block lah semua web yang ada......(tiru dialog Ahmad Nisfu dalam cerita 3 Abdul yer)
Sejak 4 bulan lepas, aku dah tak gi clubbing kat KL ni. Kat Ipoh jangan tanya la yer. Hehehe. Sebab kat Ipoh tu ala2 TYT plak raso eh. kalau balik drive, ada yang nunggu kat tol. Kalo balik bas, ada yang tunggu kat Medan Gopeng. Heaven ibnu Paradise kata orang. Kalau jawatan aku ni ada wujud kidam bako kat Ipoh tu kan, dah lama aku dikejutkan oleh emak aku tetiap pagi.
Sejak 4 bulan lepas, aku dah tak gi clubbing kat KL ni. Kat Ipoh jangan tanya la yer. Hehehe. Sebab kat Ipoh tu ala2 TYT plak raso eh. kalau balik drive, ada yang nunggu kat tol. Kalo balik bas, ada yang tunggu kat Medan Gopeng. Heaven ibnu Paradise kata orang. Kalau jawatan aku ni ada wujud kidam bako kat Ipoh tu kan, dah lama aku dikejutkan oleh emak aku tetiap pagi.
Inilah tempat kami-kami kat Ipoh membuang masa sambil tengok Live Band. Green Bar II. 
Dekat pokok nyior belakang tu lah tanah yang aku tengah aim.
Bila dah dapat rumah sebiji ... yang aku dengar.. kat Presint 15...tuh... Haha.. tiada apa yang dapat aku bayangkan selain dari sebiji TV leper melekat kat dinding, properti-properti peribadi seperti peti sejuk sama tinggi dengan aku hakmilik sendiri, mesin basuh berkilo kilo hak milik sendiri, katil king size matress hak milik sendiri, katil bujang di dua bilik tetamu hak milik sendiri sofa hak milik sendiri, pokok bunga yang memflorakan rumah aku macam hutan hujan hak milik sendiri.. di dalam sebuah rumah yang bukan hak aku, tapi hak kerajaan. Wakaka.
Kuarters Presint 15 yang dah siap! Wau!
Itulah perancangan aku untuk tahun 2010 yang menyaksikan pertumbuhan negara diunjurkan sebanyak 5%, dan aku pun bakal menyumbangkan kepada pertumbuhan itu dengan perbelanjaan-perbelanjaan domestik yang melampau-lampau itu. RM5000 camtu cukup lah. Lebih-lebih ko hengat aku haper? Yang Menteri Kewangan Kedua tu, Ahli Parlimen Tambun. Bukannya aku. Wakaka.
Dipanjangkan lagi merapu meraban ini ialah dengan isi-isi yang berkisar tentang kawan-kawan dua tahun aku yang aku sayangi, tetapi semakin jauh dari pandangan aku yang rabun ini. Insan yang tersayang telah berlalu 3 kali melalui 3 sesi. Sesi terakhir dah berlalu 8 bulan lalu. Sesi seterusnya adalah sesi 'born-on-the-silver-plate' atau kata orang Melayu.. "cuci kaki". Tapi kaki mana yang nak dicuci tu belum lah ada lagi. Sebab apa belum ada? Sebab ga punya masa sih mau nyari. Lagi bikin penasaran, mendingan gw santai ginian. Single Not Mingle.
Biar cuci kaki masuk rumah laki yer. Jangan sekali-kali cuci kaki masuk rumah bini. Sangat kekejian lah kalau begitu. Tapi untung nasib makhluk, Sang Penciptanya jualah yang tentukan. Kan?
Pastukan, teringin jugak la nak tukar kereta lain. Syy.. Kang terdengar dek kereta aku tu kan, kecik hati dia. Dah la saiz dia pun kecik. Tapi awas, sebelum tukar kereta lain, mintak tolong Menteri Kewangan Kedua handlekan kewangan aku dulu lah kan. Haha. Bila dah dok kuarters esok, gaji dah kena potong RM330 sebulan. Tapi OK la kan. Rumah tahap apartment, dok bayar RM330 je. Sapa nak sewa, lain cerita. Ingat nak sewakan satu bilik kat Yus la. Yus JPM tu. Dia pun kata set. Maka dah ade la penyewa salah satu bilik aku kan. Yus mana?? Ala.. yang gitu-gitu tu...Bukan Hei Ladies ye... Tapi Laki2. Tapi awas.. dia sudah berpacaran..
Sejak dua menjak ni aku pun dah jauh dari kawan-kawan terbaik aku selama 2 tahun. Aku tau dah konsep frenship is forever AND also seasonal. Kan. Ikut musim la. Memang hujan tu kan sentiasa turun. Tapi kalau kemarau, non ado jugak ujan kan. Kena-kena pulak kat belah-belah Afrika. Hujan seminggu, kemarau 53 minggu. Wakaka. Hadapi sajolah. Skupang tak rugi. Korek telaga, sedut je air bawah tanah. Tak pun, berpindah je la kan ke kawasan Oasis. Hahahawau je.
Selain tu jugak, aku pun dah malas amat sih mau bersosial bagai. Mendingan aja gue utamakan diri gue sendiri ketimbang orang lain. Ye la. Orang lain pun ader ke peduli sama aku. Masa susah, masa sesat, masa tak jumpa jalan, memanglah kita ni dicari sebab nampak 'lampu suluh' ada kat tangan kita. Tapi bila dah jumpa jalan, mak oi, merempit superman bagai. Tinggal la kita lima enam tiang. Anak muda. Biorkan. Esok 'motor' dah 'kondem' pandai-pandai la nak idup. Kalau jumpa 'pomen' lain pun kot kalo 'pomen' tu boleh membaiki.. Dibuatnya menjahanamkan lagi, meraban teben la sendiri. Hujung-hujung pomen yang mula-mula gak dicari. Akhirnya, bagai 'mat rempit' pulang ke pomen la kan.
Rempitlah nak.. selagi mau..
Terlanjur merepek sekali sekala ni, bolehlah aku merepek tentang kesibukan aku menjadi tentera-tentera Malaysia tak bergaji dalam bergaduh mulut ngan tentera-tentera Indonesia tak bergaji kat topix.com. Best jugak kat sana. Tapi bahasa aku kasar gila la kat sana. Ada aku kesah. Lantak la. Yang penting, aku dah menunjukkan tahap patriotisme yang tinggi terhadap negara aku, berbanding korang, korang dan korang. Cewah. Tapi ada satu fakta yang aku dapat, dan bila aku bagitau kat orang sekeliling aku, dorang tak percaya. Perkembangan ekonomi Indon sangat pantas buat masa ni sedangkan ekonomi kita digugat oleh Krisis 2008-2009. Apa yang komer tak percaya sangat? Tu la, lain kali bukak sikit mata.
Kebajinganan forumer-forumer dua negara..Kalau Indon terus kekal macamtu untuk 5 tahun, dan kita kekal terus macamni untuk 5 tahun, KL akan bertukar jadi Jakarta 5 tahun lepas dan Jakarta akan jadi KL 5 tahun akan datang. Kiranya, yang dulu keje bank pakai keter hidup eksen, akan jadi penjual Mee Calong ke, Mee Kari ke.. main tolak-tolak lagi gerainya kat merata-rata KL. Ngeri bukan? Jadi, berusahalah kita untuk memakmurkan ekonomi negara kita dengan menyokong pembelian barang-barang Buatan Malaysia.
Itu je lah. Malas nak panjang-panjang. Bukan korang baca pun. Hahaha. Gudnite.
Friday, August 7, 2009
On my previous post, I did mentioned about my northward journey that brought me to a place that I never 'landed' before. Sik, a small town in rural Kedah.As a stronghold of PAS, an Islamic political entity, I rather opened by the fact that there is a skirt wearing Siamese girls of Siamese community that ran a saloon business. When one of us asked on why don't they run a massage parlour, the answer is very simple yet straightforwarding "Lesen tak boleh dapat bang oi" ("Impossible to obtain a permit for that!").
One of my Management Dept. pilot ('driver' is a sensitive term), asking one of my subordinate (the one that we going to mess his mom's house)about any place for him to do some hair dressing. As it was almost 7.30 pm, the deserted town was only enliven by the weekly night market and the only saloon that operating on this twillight hour is a Siamese girls' saloon.
A gentle service with smiles and good manouvre that I have ( seems that I was amazed with the price charged ), is only for RM5.00 ! "Seumur hidup aku botak, tak pernah ada orang mesin rambut aku lembut macamni " (I never have a gentle barber doing the shaving gently like this since I started to get skinheaded") I told my friends while the girl working on my head.
Oh damn. She was a Siamese.. not a Chinese girl. Of course she knew what I'm saying. (Chinese girl mostly knows basic Malay only). The Siamese girls broke laugh and talking something with her friends in Thai. Damn. I'm blushed.
Later, we have a dinner at my subordinate's house, located in a remote kampong that fall into eerie silence after 9.00 p.m. To be precise, look at the "A" sign at picture below. That was his house. To make it worse, the loo is located outside the house when I had to answer the nature's call around 11.30 pm.
Anyway, I fall asleep later that night with a full stomach after I have the apam balik refilling my stomach. The night is so cold and caused me a little pain in my chest as I wake up few times on the wee hours.The unique of the people in Sik as well as Baling, Weng, Nami, Kupang and also as far south as Selama (Kedah), they believed that they are of Patani origin. (The place where people of Kelantan came from). And the fact that support this shall be found in their language.
Air ( water ) is pronounced as ai instead of ayaq that popularly used in Kedah. Kelik for balik (return home) and demo for depa ( they ). The intonation is slighly like Siamese people of Kedah origin that can be found in Satun and Danok and the whole of it shows that people of rural Kedah is actually originated from the East Coast.
But centuries of outcast across the mountain range has developed an ethnicity of their own with language spoken among them is hardly to be understood even by person of Kedah origin like me.
The early next misty morning, we departed for Alor Star which is located an hour driving distance away. While we stopped by at a small grocery to buy cigarette, a bunch of Tabika KEMAS kids are running out of their class lining up at the fence in a welcoming gesture, looking at our Nissan Frontier and a Ministry of Health labelled 3 tonnes truck with red crescent logo. But we left them upset when we just waived back and speed away.
Those kids and also their teachers must be thinking that we are going to give a health education or medication what-so-ever seems the nearby school in Sik has been closed due to the H1N1 outbreak. Yes, the desease has lingered even in the rural air.
One of my friend's uncle that living near my friend's house said "every desease that exist here is brought in from the outsiders, we the kampong folk have to work hard in our farms just to ensure that we could afford medication in case of critical condition that need money".
Wednesday, August 5, 2009
Its an open secret that I'm not possessing any driving liecence and neither drive any car prior to May 2008. But what the most precious experience I have yesterday is, I successfully drove a Nissan Frontier Sports Utility Truck (SUT) all the way from Alor Star to KL.Yes it is way bigger than my compact car, and makes me a little bit too nervous on the first few minutes of the driving.
But what can be more exciting than driving a machine with the engine capacity as twice as my small car, bigger, longer, higher and steadier (does that ever exist in English vocab? Like I care!).
But the excitement detered by beams of few car on the opposite lane on my left hand side, telling there was a road block somewhere up ahead looking for over-speeding highway users somewhere in Penang.
Yes, 100km ahead, there is a road block and I wasn't caught for any speeding offence. After that, I speed 120 kmh all the way south.
It sounds silly but I must share that driving a four wheel drive truck is something different from steering a car! Climbing up Jelapang hills in a steady 110kmh with the fifth gear is something new for me.
But the best thing for me is, there is no exausted kind of feeling after the 470 km drive in 6 hours. It was my personal record of the longest distance I ever steer. Maybe the accelaration friction does not effect much on the driver or maybe the suspension system is just superb.
A day before that, I was on my task to send some printed materials to Kedah State Health Department in Alor Star. But we decided to overnight at Sik, the hometown of one of my colleague that joining us.
It is bad to have no camera with me to take the photo of kampong dishes like Chicken Mushroom Curry that extra-teresterially delicious! LOL. Like something that is not an earth origin one!
It was a late rambutan seasons over there and ripe rambutans are coloring its tree red and most of the kampong folk are on their disgusting mode facing this fruit that they said, worth 40 cent per kilogram on this kind of time. But hey, in KL it still RM3.50 per kg!!
I have a metre tall gunny sack filled with rambutans for free and spend half an hour stop by at my parent house in Ipoh to disembark this fruit that hazardous for those who are in cough ailment. Among these, I took along langsat, duku air, setar (kundang) and also petai!
One anthropologistic lesson I ever learn in, most people in rural Kedah speaks a language that more similar to Kelantanese rather than the Kedahan! This is something new to me! For example; there is no "ayaq" for "air". They pronounce it as "ai". More to list down in next posting.
Back to the topic, from a silent nervous move on the first 50km to a laughable gossip chat between three of us at the last 50km , Nissan Frontier that I steer is a fast-to-get-hands-on-with kind of vehicle.
I would like to try the 3 tonnes lorry after this. Hehe! For a sake of my driving potfolio. Ya. When sometimes not long ago, people looking down at me in a skeptical way when I honestly tell them that " I'm not a driver with any single experience and for sure without valid driving liecence", why I shouldn't proud with this fast development?
Sunday, July 26, 2009
Beberapa kawan aku itu hari ada pergi Ijtimak Tabligh Sedunia kat KLIA.. Wau, aku sangat respek kat diorang sebab sanggup menghabiskan masa 3 hari mencari kekuatan rohani dalam himpunan jemaah tabligh tahunan yang kali ni dibuat di Malaysia.200,000 jemaah tabligh dari seluruh pelusuk dunia berhimpun di sana. Gambar sebelah menunjukkan jemaah berbangsa Cina.
So, dorang ni aku nampak.. yang dulu takde hala tuju.. dah mula betulkan alignment masing-masing. Alhamdulillah. Tapi bila aku sebut yang 'iman' yang lemah akan membuatkan segalanya menjadi satu kitaran semata-mata... dorang setuju. Maka dorang pun menasihat aku gak la.. supaya kembali..
Aku pun terima dengan hati terbuka la nasihat-nasihat tu. Ye lah.. bukan nak kata "korang pun tah lama mana boleh pertahankan lima waktu..". Tapi paling penting, sok kalau aku mati, aku sorang-sorang jugak.
Kadang aku sedar gak. Sampai bila aku nak clubbing semua tu. Kalau dengar lagu House takyah pergi disko tak boleh ke? Boleh jugak kan? Sebab aku ni orang seni. Penghayatan muzik aku tak perlu sampai ke disko.
Orang yang menghayati muzik dengan terpaksa pergi ke disko sebenarnya menggunakan muzik sebagai alasan. Padahal dia nak cuci mata dan pening-pening kebas-kebas. Betul tak? Jangan kincing lah! Been there done that. Esok lusa taktau la. Tuhan tak pernah bagi benda yang tak baik. Dia cuma bagi yang baik-baik je. Kita je cari benda yang tak baik. Kannn..
Apa pun, aku bersyukur gak lah dengan apa yang dah terjadi semenjak dua menjak ni yang membuatkan berlaku transformasi ke atas diri aku. ( Sambil tepuk tangan untuk diri sendiri )
Dorang tu aku anggap dihantar Tuhan di saat aku rasa sunyi macamni.. Lalu Tuhan bukakkan hati aku sikit demi sikit kepada jalan untuk mengenaliNya dan menyayangiNya dengan lebih lagi.
Aku harap keindahan dorang ini akan bertahan.
Dalam pada tu, aku ada berkenalan dengan seseorang yang sangat sangat sangat manja. Dia juga sangat sangat sangat menepati citarasa. Pandangan dia mengenai konsep hubungan tu je masih samar. Sebab dia masih muda. 19 tahun. Jadi let it go with the flow. Aku tak nak fikirkan sangat. Mungkin sedikit demi sedikit sayang aku akan bertambah untuknya.
Seseorang yang penting untuk aku ialah seseorang yang aku berusaha keras untuk menjaga hati nya. Ini kerana seseorang yang dijaga hatinya sudah tentulah seseorang yang telah lama dikenali dan mengharungi liku-liku pengalaman itu dan ini bersama-sama. Mengenai kehidupan saja lah. Yang lain-lain tu, tak tahu la pulak. Ada ke tidak.
Jadi sempena minggu ke 32 nanti, diharapkan kekuatan baru akan datang dan membawa banyak pengertian untuk kehidupan aku. Nak seronok sampai bila pun? Dah 31 dah umur aku ni.
Iktibar dari arwah Yasmin Ahmad ialah, kita tak tahu bila tarikh kita akan pergi sedangkan seluruh langit telah tahu. Tup-tup, tombang masa tengah nak cashkan cek USD1 juta Bill Gates sedekah sebab aku ni sempoi ke... Maner la tau kan... Contoh je...Contoh.... Tak ke ralat al-walat?? He he he.
Innalillahi wa inna ilahi roji'un. Amat terkilan. Tetapi itulah ketentuan Tuhan.Setelah diberi laluan yang baik oleh seseorang untuk membolehkan skrip saya dinilai oleh Yasmin Ahmad, Yasmin sendiri telah kembali ke rahmatullah hari ini, Ahad 26 Julai 2009.
Allah telah menetapkan tarikh-tarikh hidup mati seseorang itu mengikut kadarnya. Manusia sesungguhnya hanya mampu merancang.
Pemergian Yasmin Ahmad, seorang yang cekal, tabah dan berusaha menepis pelbagai stigma, berkenaan karnyanya, berkenaan dirinya dan berkenaan sejarahnya yang lalu, membawa bersama satu ingatan yang tak mungkin mudah untuk luput dalam ingatan sejarah.
Walaupun tidak sampai 10 tahun loncatan yang dibuat olehnya di persada perfileman tanah air, Yasmin telah membawa banyak perubahan dan telah mencipta bench mark bagi mutu dan kualiti sesebuah filem dari kacamata penggiat filem sebenar.
Semoga Allah mencucuri rahmat ke atas Yasmin Ahmad.
Harimau mati meninggalkan belang, manusia mati meninggalkan nama. Yasmin meninggalkan nama dan bench mark yang betul bagi penggiat filem tanah air usahakan.
Dalam blog Nuraina A Samad, saya amat tersentuh dengan komen dari sahabat ibu Yasmin, yang memberi komen berikut :
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What a loss to Malaysia and the world. May Allah bless her soul.
Condolences to her parents Inom and Ahmad and her husband, family and relatives.
Chiam Tah Wen
Kirkby College 1954-56 . Inom was a student there
Sesungguhnya, kepergian Yasmin Ahmad dirasakan oleh seluruh rakyat Malaysia tidak kira bangsa dan agama.
Al-Fatihah.
Thursday, July 23, 2009
It is a normal occurrence for anyone to feel exhausted with the journey they were into. The journey that have made them encountered various reason to keep them walking.
But at certain moment, they might be clueless on direction that they should go. In negotiating the route, intersection of changes keep appear on every designed distance whilst.
As long as the journey is jovial and surrounded by voices that brought happiness, these junctions are frequently passed with no concern.
But when comes the part of the route that crossing a silent territory, one will realize that they are actually moving alone. Option on reroute is too good to be true.
This is the time when they habitually look for intersections that they know it must be somewhere ahead, to divert their way so they could leave the creepy territory.
For a weird reason, the dark and eerie territory is still under the joy and gay jurisdiction but not everyone's route is designed to cross the social-centric districts, thus having their way passing the backyard of the happiness precincts that repeatedly thought as a road to nowhere.
Usually, when they've been led into this dim area, their souls underwent a massive rehab and the results always rely on the resolution that has been made whilst reaching the intersection that they longing for.
Will I turn back to the social-centric district? Or turn to the route that leads me out of the young and jovial state.
Notwithstanding the different state they might opt for, they actually shares the same communal sphere connected by the internet. But some are choosing to lead a new life and keep their past in their life archive.
When name is just a name, without any figure, any synchronized attitude and any corresponding communication that enliven it, it will forever remain a name.
It will be remembered as something that once giving shades on one's life or perhaps, pose an eclipse onto one's feelings that deteriorate emotions.
I did realize that I was happily congregate with so many types of people with so many kind of attitude that edified me with lot of lessons. I simultaneously getting serious on my conscious on what am I suppose to do next.
With two identity on internet which is one is the real me and the other is my pseudo, I am seriously thinking on eliminating the epithetic identity and move on with the real one.
The problem is, my real name is stand for an active young politician and to make it worst, I now realized that not everyone that I befriend with in this part of atmosphere is those that we can call a truly reliable pal.
I might go for a new life and keep my past in my life archive. I will close my pseudo identity account in Facebook and this blog will be renamed by next month. Abgdark will be a history of the online community.
Am I that strong? I’m afraid that I’m not !!!
But at certain moment, they might be clueless on direction that they should go. In negotiating the route, intersection of changes keep appear on every designed distance whilst.
As long as the journey is jovial and surrounded by voices that brought happiness, these junctions are frequently passed with no concern.
But when comes the part of the route that crossing a silent territory, one will realize that they are actually moving alone. Option on reroute is too good to be true.
This is the time when they habitually look for intersections that they know it must be somewhere ahead, to divert their way so they could leave the creepy territory.
For a weird reason, the dark and eerie territory is still under the joy and gay jurisdiction but not everyone's route is designed to cross the social-centric districts, thus having their way passing the backyard of the happiness precincts that repeatedly thought as a road to nowhere.
Usually, when they've been led into this dim area, their souls underwent a massive rehab and the results always rely on the resolution that has been made whilst reaching the intersection that they longing for.
Will I turn back to the social-centric district? Or turn to the route that leads me out of the young and jovial state.
Notwithstanding the different state they might opt for, they actually shares the same communal sphere connected by the internet. But some are choosing to lead a new life and keep their past in their life archive.
When name is just a name, without any figure, any synchronized attitude and any corresponding communication that enliven it, it will forever remain a name.
It will be remembered as something that once giving shades on one's life or perhaps, pose an eclipse onto one's feelings that deteriorate emotions.
I did realize that I was happily congregate with so many types of people with so many kind of attitude that edified me with lot of lessons. I simultaneously getting serious on my conscious on what am I suppose to do next.
With two identity on internet which is one is the real me and the other is my pseudo, I am seriously thinking on eliminating the epithetic identity and move on with the real one.
The problem is, my real name is stand for an active young politician and to make it worst, I now realized that not everyone that I befriend with in this part of atmosphere is those that we can call a truly reliable pal.
I might go for a new life and keep my past in my life archive. I will close my pseudo identity account in Facebook and this blog will be renamed by next month. Abgdark will be a history of the online community.
Am I that strong? I’m afraid that I’m not !!!
Monday, July 13, 2009
Whenener we submit our milage claim, the most fucked up things that we try to avoid is the query that sometimes, being faced as a normal subsequence. As I'm the one that hates queries on milage claim which I really made, I attached a newly inspired sheet of a Google Maps 'Get Direction' result as a proove of the journey that I made.
As an example, this is how the sheet is gonna look like after I set it in black-and-white mode as a printer friendly page. This one is for my July 13th Putrajaya - Shah Alam - Putrajaya milage claim. All I have to do is to key in the name of the starting point and the end point.
As an example, this is how the sheet is gonna look like after I set it in black-and-white mode as a printer friendly page. This one is for my July 13th Putrajaya - Shah Alam - Putrajaya milage claim. All I have to do is to key in the name of the starting point and the end point.
The result for one way distance then appeared with the suggested routes. For that, it stated that the shortest distance is 37.1 km via Lebuhraya Damansara Puchong (LDP). Back and forth, my travelling distance should totalling up to 74.2 km and with RM0.45 rate, I score a RM33.39 as for today's claim. Now, is that worth queries?
With this idea, I was actually bemused with my own imagination. Being a CEO for a company that managing a milage claim portal that working in collaboration with Google Inc., where all the milage claim in civil sector, are directed to be made throught it.
Haha. It sounds implausible. But I knew Second Finance Minister. And he knew me too! That's why I love politics!
Saturday, July 11, 2009
This is my first absence on KL roads on early Saturday... haha... ( Roads katenye... padahal..... dentam dentum....) The reason is.. tomorrow.. there is gonna be a day of my first experience on being a tourist guide...
One of my weed fella, worked as a tourist guide.. on freelance basis.. Haha.. I wonder since when that kind of job is ever available here in M'sia..... But.. this fella offered me a luxorious offer... some three digit earning... for a single day trip... excluding tips that might rewarded by the tourist... ( Tu pun kalau mangkuk tu happy la kan...)
After all.. I have a good idea to bring him to a resort that build in an orang asli theme... everything made by bamboo.. woods... attaps.. and Lata Kinjang too... I knew my Gopenghagen quite well.... ( Padahal.. orang Tambun.. berlagak tetap ..)
This kind of business is actually part of my brainchild idea... I mean.. regarding the orang asli homestay.. but seems like one Chinese lady has been the first with the capability to materialized it... But I still eyeing one in Jalong.. Sg. Siput.
Meanwhile.. there must be a reason why I dont go for the dentam dentum tonight... a valid reason ... haha... Let it remain something in my mind.. ( Baik takyah cakap kan? )
It goes like.. when you being at a place with the right condition to get sweating by moving your body in artistic way... people just look upon you like... " He is a clubbing bitch "... now that is quite gross but it really is.. So I think that my absence... could lessen the bitch factor.. LOL..
Ya lor.. I can oso sleep maa all the way to Gopeng... but I dont want la... people are using my service to have me wide awake... speak something that they wish to hear.. kann?
Anyway... on the other issue... I applaud the step made by the MoE on the English thingy... I've been writing to newspaper opinions column since 2002.. opposing the not-so-brilliant policy of PPSMI....
For me... let the subject taught in the kid's mothertongue.. BUT.. the English lesson should be given more hours per week.... AND... the Science and Math could be tought in English paralell with the ongoing sylabus..
BUT I'm not an Education Minister... I'm just an assistant of a part time tourist guide.. tomorrow.. till then.. good night.
Gua Tempurung..Gua Tempurung.. Gua Tempurung.. Gua Tempura.. Gua Tempura.. Udang Tempura... ZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ ~
One of my weed fella, worked as a tourist guide.. on freelance basis.. Haha.. I wonder since when that kind of job is ever available here in M'sia..... But.. this fella offered me a luxorious offer... some three digit earning... for a single day trip... excluding tips that might rewarded by the tourist... ( Tu pun kalau mangkuk tu happy la kan...)
After all.. I have a good idea to bring him to a resort that build in an orang asli theme... everything made by bamboo.. woods... attaps.. and Lata Kinjang too... I knew my Gopenghagen quite well.... ( Padahal.. orang Tambun.. berlagak tetap ..)
This kind of business is actually part of my brainchild idea... I mean.. regarding the orang asli homestay.. but seems like one Chinese lady has been the first with the capability to materialized it... But I still eyeing one in Jalong.. Sg. Siput.
Meanwhile.. there must be a reason why I dont go for the dentam dentum tonight... a valid reason ... haha... Let it remain something in my mind.. ( Baik takyah cakap kan? )
It goes like.. when you being at a place with the right condition to get sweating by moving your body in artistic way... people just look upon you like... " He is a clubbing bitch "... now that is quite gross but it really is.. So I think that my absence... could lessen the bitch factor.. LOL..
Ya lor.. I can oso sleep maa all the way to Gopeng... but I dont want la... people are using my service to have me wide awake... speak something that they wish to hear.. kann?
Anyway... on the other issue... I applaud the step made by the MoE on the English thingy... I've been writing to newspaper opinions column since 2002.. opposing the not-so-brilliant policy of PPSMI....
For me... let the subject taught in the kid's mothertongue.. BUT.. the English lesson should be given more hours per week.... AND... the Science and Math could be tought in English paralell with the ongoing sylabus..
BUT I'm not an Education Minister... I'm just an assistant of a part time tourist guide.. tomorrow.. till then.. good night.
Gua Tempurung..Gua Tempurung.. Gua Tempurung.. Gua Tempura.. Gua Tempura.. Udang Tempura... ZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ ~
Sunday, June 28, 2009
Hah..ni satu lagi kejadian yang berlaku untuk diskripkan buat tatapan anda para pembaca sekelian. Kejadian berlaku di Bandar Sri Permaisuri awal pagi Ahad 28.5.09.
Memandangkan road tax kereta yang belum renew tu mengancam perjalanan, aku pun mengambil jalan biasa aku untuk ke Sri Permaisuri. Jam menunjukkan 3.30 pagi.
Macam biasa, laluan aku, Jalan P Ramlee - Jalan Raja Chulan - Jalan Cheng Lock - Jalan Tun Sambantahan - Lebuhraya Mahameru - Lebuhraya KL ke Seremban - Lebuhraya PJ ke Kajang - Tol 50 sen - dan masuk ke Sri Permaisuri.
Ok.. segalanya settle. Aku pun dengan jayanya melintasi Apartmen Lestari hingga bertemu sebuah simpang yang mana aku telah buat pilihan yang salah.
Selalunya aku terus. Tapi kali ni, aku gatal pi belok kiri. Nalla punya roadblock kiri kanan. Polis pekan. Bukan polis trafik. Tempatnya gelap. Tak ada streetlight. Aramakkk!! Aku cepat-cepat off CD lagu rave yang bingit tu ke Mix.FM, turunkan cermin, pandang tepat ke muka polis yang terpacak belah kanan, bagi salam. Polis tu pun bagi isyarat supaya jalan.
Tapi, elok je aku nak tekan minyak, cermin kiri aku kena ketuk dengan lampu suluh la pulak. Aku yang memang bersedia dengan sebarang kemungkinan, terus ke tepi, keluar dari kereta lepas dengar ayat ni " Hiyhhhh! Bak sini lesen dengan IC!" dari luar. Alamak pegawai dia sudah marah.
-LAKONAN SEMULA-
Seorang lelaki berdiri dihadapan keretanya dengan lampu masing terpasang dan enjin masih hidup sementara seorang polis berpangkat atasan sedang mengambil buku saman dari rakan setugasnya.
LELAKI : Tolong la encik. Ala.. menyesal lalu sini.
POLIS : Kenapa tak renew road tax?
LELAKI : Er.. er.. hutang bank encik.. (sambil terfikir, logik jugak alasan tu)
POLIS : Berapa bulan tak bayar? (sambil suluh pas yang tergantung dalam kereta )
LELAKI : Err.. 3 bulan. Tolong la encik. Tak lalu roper ni..( terkeluar bahasa Perak )
POLIS : Aper idak nyer.. (Laa.. Perak jugak!)
LELAKI : Dah ada saman dah satu.
POLIS : Bak sini
Lelaki tersebut meluru ke kereta membuka dashboard dan mengambil surat saman.
POLIS : Hmm.. Trafik Putrajaya.
LELAKI : Yer.. saya kerja sana..
POLIS : Kat mana?
LELAKI : Kementerian Kesihatan. Tolong la encik. Takde duit ni.
POLIS : Ala.. 2 saman baru 600.
LELAKI : Ih.. tak mampu la. Ni pun nak buat loan lagi. Nak bayor keter. Buat roadtax.. saman..
POLIS : Kamu dah kahwin belum?
LELAKI : Belum..
POLIS : Kamu kuat enjoy ni..
LELAKI : Mana ada.. encik.. tolong la.. ni pun ngantor orang..
POLIS : Taman Perpaduan? Jalan Perpaduan? (sambil belek IC dan lesen )
LELAKI : Yer encik...
POLIS : Dekat belah mana?
LELAKI : Dekat ngan surau..
POLIS : O.. yang ada padang berpagorr tu?
LELAKI : Yes.. betul.. betul..
POLIS : Hihh.. (sambil tengok kiri kanan) Nah.. (sambil hulur IC dan lesen)
LELAKI : Terima kasih encik.. kalau saya ada.. saya sanggup sedekah.. saya pun tak berapa nak ada ni..
POLIS : Tak usah.. tak nak.. nasib baik orang kampung teman..
Lelaki tersebut yang terkejut terus senyum sengih kerang busuk sambil lekas-lekas beredar dan mempunyai sedikit rasa seronok kerana berjaya mengawal situasi, melakonkan watak dengan berkesan dan mengawal diri walaupun dalam mood "jumping with the squirrel"..
-BABAK TAMAT-
Begitulah alkisahnya malam minggu lepas di mana semangat kenegerian adakalanya menyelamatkan keadaan. Tetapi adakah itu semata-mata? Mungkin semangat penjawat awam. Adakah itu semata-mata? Tidak! Mungkin kerana muka kesian yang dipertontonkan melampaui calon terbaik untuk ANAK WAYANG mahupun PILIH KASIH. I dont need the limelight! Cukup sekadar lakonan untuk terus hidup. Hahaha.
Memandangkan road tax kereta yang belum renew tu mengancam perjalanan, aku pun mengambil jalan biasa aku untuk ke Sri Permaisuri. Jam menunjukkan 3.30 pagi.
Macam biasa, laluan aku, Jalan P Ramlee - Jalan Raja Chulan - Jalan Cheng Lock - Jalan Tun Sambantahan - Lebuhraya Mahameru - Lebuhraya KL ke Seremban - Lebuhraya PJ ke Kajang - Tol 50 sen - dan masuk ke Sri Permaisuri.
Ok.. segalanya settle. Aku pun dengan jayanya melintasi Apartmen Lestari hingga bertemu sebuah simpang yang mana aku telah buat pilihan yang salah.
Selalunya aku terus. Tapi kali ni, aku gatal pi belok kiri. Nalla punya roadblock kiri kanan. Polis pekan. Bukan polis trafik. Tempatnya gelap. Tak ada streetlight. Aramakkk!! Aku cepat-cepat off CD lagu rave yang bingit tu ke Mix.FM, turunkan cermin, pandang tepat ke muka polis yang terpacak belah kanan, bagi salam. Polis tu pun bagi isyarat supaya jalan.
Tapi, elok je aku nak tekan minyak, cermin kiri aku kena ketuk dengan lampu suluh la pulak. Aku yang memang bersedia dengan sebarang kemungkinan, terus ke tepi, keluar dari kereta lepas dengar ayat ni " Hiyhhhh! Bak sini lesen dengan IC!" dari luar. Alamak pegawai dia sudah marah.
-LAKONAN SEMULA-
Seorang lelaki berdiri dihadapan keretanya dengan lampu masing terpasang dan enjin masih hidup sementara seorang polis berpangkat atasan sedang mengambil buku saman dari rakan setugasnya.
LELAKI : Tolong la encik. Ala.. menyesal lalu sini.
POLIS : Kenapa tak renew road tax?
LELAKI : Er.. er.. hutang bank encik.. (sambil terfikir, logik jugak alasan tu)
POLIS : Berapa bulan tak bayar? (sambil suluh pas yang tergantung dalam kereta )
LELAKI : Err.. 3 bulan. Tolong la encik. Tak lalu roper ni..( terkeluar bahasa Perak )
POLIS : Aper idak nyer.. (Laa.. Perak jugak!)
LELAKI : Dah ada saman dah satu.
POLIS : Bak sini
Lelaki tersebut meluru ke kereta membuka dashboard dan mengambil surat saman.
POLIS : Hmm.. Trafik Putrajaya.
LELAKI : Yer.. saya kerja sana..
POLIS : Kat mana?
LELAKI : Kementerian Kesihatan. Tolong la encik. Takde duit ni.
POLIS : Ala.. 2 saman baru 600.
LELAKI : Ih.. tak mampu la. Ni pun nak buat loan lagi. Nak bayor keter. Buat roadtax.. saman..
POLIS : Kamu dah kahwin belum?
LELAKI : Belum..
POLIS : Kamu kuat enjoy ni..
LELAKI : Mana ada.. encik.. tolong la.. ni pun ngantor orang..
POLIS : Taman Perpaduan? Jalan Perpaduan? (sambil belek IC dan lesen )
LELAKI : Yer encik...
POLIS : Dekat belah mana?
LELAKI : Dekat ngan surau..
POLIS : O.. yang ada padang berpagorr tu?
LELAKI : Yes.. betul.. betul..
POLIS : Hihh.. (sambil tengok kiri kanan) Nah.. (sambil hulur IC dan lesen)
LELAKI : Terima kasih encik.. kalau saya ada.. saya sanggup sedekah.. saya pun tak berapa nak ada ni..
POLIS : Tak usah.. tak nak.. nasib baik orang kampung teman..
Lelaki tersebut yang terkejut terus senyum sengih kerang busuk sambil lekas-lekas beredar dan mempunyai sedikit rasa seronok kerana berjaya mengawal situasi, melakonkan watak dengan berkesan dan mengawal diri walaupun dalam mood "jumping with the squirrel"..
-BABAK TAMAT-
Begitulah alkisahnya malam minggu lepas di mana semangat kenegerian adakalanya menyelamatkan keadaan. Tetapi adakah itu semata-mata? Mungkin semangat penjawat awam. Adakah itu semata-mata? Tidak! Mungkin kerana muka kesian yang dipertontonkan melampaui calon terbaik untuk ANAK WAYANG mahupun PILIH KASIH. I dont need the limelight! Cukup sekadar lakonan untuk terus hidup. Hahaha.
Sunday, June 21, 2009
Nine years ago, I started to learn Chinese language. The best thing is... I can feel the excitement of smooth stroking on a paper to draw Chinese charachter.
During that time, although the internet is widely used, the portal for transliteration learning is almost unavailable. Only from few years back, Mandarintools web are available.
It was a complete accomodation for those who tend to learn basic things on foreign language.
Now, for my nickname, which is "abgdark" which is an Anglo-Malay co-literation, the best name I get in based on direct pronunciation in Cantonese is 阿棒得. It sounds "AH PANG TAK" .
Aa Paang Dak is how the transliteration process are finalised globally for romanization of Chinese pronunciation, for the commonly written Ah Pang Tak. The double a on the middle sound shows that it have its own way of pronunciation to give a precise meaning while communicate.
Ah ( 阿 ) is a prefix for names in Chinese as the usage of 'Si' in Malay. Western literature have this way of calling people absent.
Paang ( 棒 ) or in Mandarin it romanized as 'bàng', carries a meaning as a stick; club or cudgel; smart; capable or strong. How about I pick " SMART ". Or maybe " CAPABLE" ! Or any means that shall rise between this two words.
Dak ( 得 ) or 'dé" in standard Mandarin pinyin (way to romanized with exact pronunciation) means, obtain; get; gain; proper; suitable; proud; contented; allow; permit; ready or finished. Or what ever means that rise between these means. So I picked "GAIN".
Now I have a nickname that means "SMART GAIN" or in common Cantonese romanization in this country, AH PANG TAK. In Malay, it best translated as "SI PEROLEHAN BIJAK". Ek ele. Poyo.
That how i get my name even the real meaning of my name is actually 黑哥 which in Mandarin it sound HEI GE and in Cantonese, HAK KO. Hei or Hak means black or dark, while Ge or Ko means a brother. With the prefix, it sounds AH HAK KO or 阿黑哥.
Try it yourself. CLICK HERE
During that time, although the internet is widely used, the portal for transliteration learning is almost unavailable. Only from few years back, Mandarintools web are available.
It was a complete accomodation for those who tend to learn basic things on foreign language.
Now, for my nickname, which is "abgdark" which is an Anglo-Malay co-literation, the best name I get in based on direct pronunciation in Cantonese is 阿棒得. It sounds "AH PANG TAK" .
Aa Paang Dak is how the transliteration process are finalised globally for romanization of Chinese pronunciation, for the commonly written Ah Pang Tak. The double a on the middle sound shows that it have its own way of pronunciation to give a precise meaning while communicate.
Ah ( 阿 ) is a prefix for names in Chinese as the usage of 'Si' in Malay. Western literature have this way of calling people absent.
Paang ( 棒 ) or in Mandarin it romanized as 'bàng', carries a meaning as a stick; club or cudgel; smart; capable or strong. How about I pick " SMART ". Or maybe " CAPABLE" ! Or any means that shall rise between this two words.
Dak ( 得 ) or 'dé" in standard Mandarin pinyin (way to romanized with exact pronunciation) means, obtain; get; gain; proper; suitable; proud; contented; allow; permit; ready or finished. Or what ever means that rise between these means. So I picked "GAIN".
Now I have a nickname that means "SMART GAIN" or in common Cantonese romanization in this country, AH PANG TAK. In Malay, it best translated as "SI PEROLEHAN BIJAK". Ek ele. Poyo.
That how i get my name even the real meaning of my name is actually 黑哥 which in Mandarin it sound HEI GE and in Cantonese, HAK KO. Hei or Hak means black or dark, while Ge or Ko means a brother. With the prefix, it sounds AH HAK KO or 阿黑哥.
Try it yourself. CLICK HERE
Friday, June 19, 2009
Semalam aku tak log-in Facebook. Aku nak menyendiri katanya. Sendiri la kau jang. Beruk kat zoo pun berkawan. Bukan camtu omak eh. Sebenarnya rasa malas sebab kalau hadap Facebook tu, asik nak meluah je rasa emo yang didramakan. Nobody posting 'what's in your mind' thingy without hoping to be commented kan. So, jatuhlah hukumnya sebagai 'attention seeker' gituh. Haha.
Tapi okei gak la. Takde pulak meleleh air hidung ke.. ketar rusuk dan lutut ke.. tarik-tarik sawan ke.. bila aku tak log in Facebook. Pendek kata ketagihan Facebook aku tu belum mencapai tahap kronik lagik.
Sampai rumah, si Mae tengah karaoke. Aku pun join. Pastu aku ajak Mae lepak Bukit Permai tengok sunset. Aku pun siap-siap nak mandi. Sebaik je aku masuk bilik air, tiba-tiba hati aku berubah. Niat aku tetiba jadi camni:
Ini hari, hari Khamis. Kejap lagi Maghrib, consider hari Jumaat. Kenapa tak aku mandi, sembahyang, baca yaasin. Dah lama aku tak buat macamtu. Apa salahnya.
Mae sedikit kecewa bila tengok aku tiba-tiba berbaju melayu berkain pelikat. Tapi dia supportive. OK la. Nak mampos tak support orang nak sembahyang kan. Dah lama tak sembahyang woi!
Aku sempat solah Asar sebelum solat Maghrib diteruskan dengan baca yaasin, kemudian start baca Quran juz 1 sepanjang satu ain, kemudian solat Isyak. Tenang yang amat. Aku kemudian terlena.
Aku terjaga jam 3.45 pagi dan automatik gi ambil air sembahyang pastusembahyang sunat 2 rakaat. Kemudian, aku sempat berdoa untuk diri aku, untuk ibu bapak aku, untuk kawan-kawan aku, untuk dunia dan untuk peroleh ketenangan jiwa. Pastu aku terus gi kerja.
Sampai je opis, terus aku login Facebook yang aku tinggalkan kelmarin. Kemudian otakku berfikir..... DJ Adam spin house malam ni kat Oblique. Masuk free sebelum jam 12. Yaa. Aku mau ke sanaaaa!!!! Tapi kali ini ada limit ya!
Tapi okei gak la. Takde pulak meleleh air hidung ke.. ketar rusuk dan lutut ke.. tarik-tarik sawan ke.. bila aku tak log in Facebook. Pendek kata ketagihan Facebook aku tu belum mencapai tahap kronik lagik.
Sampai rumah, si Mae tengah karaoke. Aku pun join. Pastu aku ajak Mae lepak Bukit Permai tengok sunset. Aku pun siap-siap nak mandi. Sebaik je aku masuk bilik air, tiba-tiba hati aku berubah. Niat aku tetiba jadi camni:
Ini hari, hari Khamis. Kejap lagi Maghrib, consider hari Jumaat. Kenapa tak aku mandi, sembahyang, baca yaasin. Dah lama aku tak buat macamtu. Apa salahnya.
Mae sedikit kecewa bila tengok aku tiba-tiba berbaju melayu berkain pelikat. Tapi dia supportive. OK la. Nak mampos tak support orang nak sembahyang kan. Dah lama tak sembahyang woi!
Aku sempat solah Asar sebelum solat Maghrib diteruskan dengan baca yaasin, kemudian start baca Quran juz 1 sepanjang satu ain, kemudian solat Isyak. Tenang yang amat. Aku kemudian terlena.
Aku terjaga jam 3.45 pagi dan automatik gi ambil air sembahyang pastusembahyang sunat 2 rakaat. Kemudian, aku sempat berdoa untuk diri aku, untuk ibu bapak aku, untuk kawan-kawan aku, untuk dunia dan untuk peroleh ketenangan jiwa. Pastu aku terus gi kerja.
Sampai je opis, terus aku login Facebook yang aku tinggalkan kelmarin. Kemudian otakku berfikir..... DJ Adam spin house malam ni kat Oblique. Masuk free sebelum jam 12. Yaa. Aku mau ke sanaaaa!!!! Tapi kali ini ada limit ya!
Wednesday, June 17, 2009
Takut? Segan? Malu? Kalau takut, segan, malu, baik jangan. Sebab bagi aku, kalau sampai je ke benak hati aku perkataan "takper la, takmau la, tak boleh la," dah tentu aku akan menghadapi kemaluan..ops.. maksud aku.. rasa malu.. yang amat. Kesudahannya, baik aku diam.Orang kata, kalau tak dipecahkan ruyung, mana nak dapat sagunya. Salah yer. Pergi je kedai, mintak sagu sekilo. Bayar. Tak payah nak pecah-pecah ruyung bagai. Btw, apa kevendenye ruyung tu?
Dalam kes ni, aku minat sangat ngan seseorang yang dalam gambar di atas. Eh. Cemaner plak aku bleh salah save gambar siap crop ni. Haha. Ada.. ada gambar dia tadi.. cemaner plak leh jadi gini... ada la gambar dia tadi.. sumpah!! Pelik!!
Abaikan. Aku minat la ngan dia dan aku try nak dekati dia sejak pertengahan tahun 2007 lagi. Tapi.. baru-baru ni je aku berpeluang nak tanya itu ini. Tapi, sampai satu tahap, aku jadi gugup, kaget, malu, gayat, tak fokus, fobia, cuak, cemperet, cemengkeng, ceirebon, cilacap ( empat perkataan terakhir tu adalah rekaan semata-mata )..
Aku tak tau sebab apa aku boleh jadi camtu. Mungkin dia pakai pendinding kot. Tapi aku mana ada pakai khidmat mak esah atau pak esah atau sedara mara Aishah Ghani sekalipun.. aku cuma pakai skill mengayat aku yang tak seberapa dan skill aku nampaknya terbantut sampai disatu ketika yang aku sendiri heran kenapa boleh jadi camtu.
Agaknya, aku memerlukan dua tahun lagi untuk lebih rapat padanya atau mendengar perkataan indah ini : " Saya pun suka kat awak sebenarnya.." Waaa..
Buat masa ni, tak per laa.. aku tak berani go further. Kang terkena ayat paling tak bermaruah abad ini cemaner? Eg. " Hidung tak mancung, pipi macam kereta sorong." Aku sedar diri aku...
Sunday, June 14, 2009
Selamat Hari Jadi
Macam-macam benda berlaku hujung minggu ni. Terlebih dahulu aku ucapkan selamat hari jadi kat Azham. Umo masuk 30 tapi muka macam 25. Sangat bertuah empunya badan. Hehe. Kita-kita ni la yang melanjutkan purata umur lelaki berkahwin di Malaysia ni. Sebelum ni yang aku tau, umur purata lelaki Malaysia berkahwin ialah 28.
Persahabatan
Konsep persahabatan pada aku sangat tinggi. Tetapi lebih rapat seseorang tu pada aku, lebih keras seseorang tu akan aku kritik depan-depan kalau ada benda yang perlu ditegur. Tapi sesetengahnya, tak boleh nak terima sesuatu teguran. Dan terus menganggap tak perlu lah keakraban tu diteruskan. Aku terima je pendapat. Memang hidup ni adalah untuk menyaksikan perkongsian pendapat yang berbeza-beza. Dengan networking kawan-kawan yang semakin mengecil, mungkin disebabkan faktor cuaca gamaknya, aku perlu mengadaptasi zaman tiga empat tahun dulu masa segalanya sunyi dan hanya kedengaran cengkerik berzikir sahaja kayaknya. Berzikir katanya.
Panas
Dua tahun lepas, secara kebetulan, lagu Rihanna bertajuk Umbrella tiba-tiba meletup. Memandangkan dua tahun lepas menyaksikan hujan turun dengan kerap dan tak ada pun kejadian rumput-rumput menjadi kering, maka sesuailah dengan lirik lagu Umbrella pada masa tu yang menyebut " its raining more than ever ". Tapi tahun ni, maaflah. Lagu tu tak sesuai. Sebab its raining less then ever lahhh. Jerebu lagi ada. Bahang panas pun menjadi-jadi. El Nino katanya.
Rasa hati
Sebenarnya aku tak tau sebenarnya apa yang aku fikirkan untuk diri ni adalah tepat. Tapi aku tahu, hati aku macam terpaut kat seseorang. Tapi aku tak tahu adakah pautan itu tepat. Pautan katenye. Macam "CLIK HERE" plak. Tapi yang penting apa yang bermain di hati tu, teruskanlah bermain. Sebab sampai masanya, segalanya akan terjawab dengan jelas. Jadi buat masa ni, biarlah aku menduga-duga je. Tak rugi pun. Hehe. Tapi kalau ada peluang, rasanya aku tak akan menjadikan perasaan yang tercurah menjadi sia-sia seperti yang pernah aku lalui sebelum-sebelum ni. Matiler. Sia-sia katanya. Lantakkan. Aku adalah aku. Kalau aku kata aku nak gi club, bukan bermakna aku gila sangat nak gi club. Lebih baik dari orang yang kononnya tak suka pegi club. Tapi akhirnya orang asyik terserempak ngan dia kat club. Teeet ~.
Rumusan
Hari jadi aku yang ke 31 makin hampir. Dalam menyambut hari jadi ke 31 aku, aku merasa semakin sunyi. Kawan-kawan makin sibuk dengan urusan masing-masing. Tapi seperti lagu Umbrella nyanyian Rihanna, sekali berkawan, kita akan seolah-olah take an oath and stick it up till the end. Walau apa terjadi. Tapi bagi aku kesunyian tu adalah peluang terbaik untuk aku memulakan hidup baru mungkin dengan teman baru yang aku masih belum pasti sama ada dia pun ada perasaan yang sama. Dia pun muda 9 tahun. Wau. Boleh je kan? Walaubagaimanapun, aku berbangga sebab aku lebih bersifat terus terang dan takde la hipokrit dalam menyatakan pendirian aku dalam sesuatu perkara. Ha. Gitulah rumusan dari keempat-empat perenggan di atas.
Macam-macam benda berlaku hujung minggu ni. Terlebih dahulu aku ucapkan selamat hari jadi kat Azham. Umo masuk 30 tapi muka macam 25. Sangat bertuah empunya badan. Hehe. Kita-kita ni la yang melanjutkan purata umur lelaki berkahwin di Malaysia ni. Sebelum ni yang aku tau, umur purata lelaki Malaysia berkahwin ialah 28.
Persahabatan
Konsep persahabatan pada aku sangat tinggi. Tetapi lebih rapat seseorang tu pada aku, lebih keras seseorang tu akan aku kritik depan-depan kalau ada benda yang perlu ditegur. Tapi sesetengahnya, tak boleh nak terima sesuatu teguran. Dan terus menganggap tak perlu lah keakraban tu diteruskan. Aku terima je pendapat. Memang hidup ni adalah untuk menyaksikan perkongsian pendapat yang berbeza-beza. Dengan networking kawan-kawan yang semakin mengecil, mungkin disebabkan faktor cuaca gamaknya, aku perlu mengadaptasi zaman tiga empat tahun dulu masa segalanya sunyi dan hanya kedengaran cengkerik berzikir sahaja kayaknya. Berzikir katanya.
Panas
Dua tahun lepas, secara kebetulan, lagu Rihanna bertajuk Umbrella tiba-tiba meletup. Memandangkan dua tahun lepas menyaksikan hujan turun dengan kerap dan tak ada pun kejadian rumput-rumput menjadi kering, maka sesuailah dengan lirik lagu Umbrella pada masa tu yang menyebut " its raining more than ever ". Tapi tahun ni, maaflah. Lagu tu tak sesuai. Sebab its raining less then ever lahhh. Jerebu lagi ada. Bahang panas pun menjadi-jadi. El Nino katanya.
Rasa hati
Sebenarnya aku tak tau sebenarnya apa yang aku fikirkan untuk diri ni adalah tepat. Tapi aku tahu, hati aku macam terpaut kat seseorang. Tapi aku tak tahu adakah pautan itu tepat. Pautan katenye. Macam "CLIK HERE" plak. Tapi yang penting apa yang bermain di hati tu, teruskanlah bermain. Sebab sampai masanya, segalanya akan terjawab dengan jelas. Jadi buat masa ni, biarlah aku menduga-duga je. Tak rugi pun. Hehe. Tapi kalau ada peluang, rasanya aku tak akan menjadikan perasaan yang tercurah menjadi sia-sia seperti yang pernah aku lalui sebelum-sebelum ni. Matiler. Sia-sia katanya. Lantakkan. Aku adalah aku. Kalau aku kata aku nak gi club, bukan bermakna aku gila sangat nak gi club. Lebih baik dari orang yang kononnya tak suka pegi club. Tapi akhirnya orang asyik terserempak ngan dia kat club. Teeet ~.
Rumusan
Hari jadi aku yang ke 31 makin hampir. Dalam menyambut hari jadi ke 31 aku, aku merasa semakin sunyi. Kawan-kawan makin sibuk dengan urusan masing-masing. Tapi seperti lagu Umbrella nyanyian Rihanna, sekali berkawan, kita akan seolah-olah take an oath and stick it up till the end. Walau apa terjadi. Tapi bagi aku kesunyian tu adalah peluang terbaik untuk aku memulakan hidup baru mungkin dengan teman baru yang aku masih belum pasti sama ada dia pun ada perasaan yang sama. Dia pun muda 9 tahun. Wau. Boleh je kan? Walaubagaimanapun, aku berbangga sebab aku lebih bersifat terus terang dan takde la hipokrit dalam menyatakan pendirian aku dalam sesuatu perkara. Ha. Gitulah rumusan dari keempat-empat perenggan di atas.
Thursday, June 11, 2009
Some of us here are lean to our mother instead of our father. This might caused by the way they'd raised up. Most us here have a hardworking father and spend less time with their kids and most of us technically loves our mother more than our father. Anyway, an equal salutation should be credited to our fathers too. Without them, no human could be created by God from a lesbian couple. LOL.A tribute to my father is the most rare thing I ever did all this while. Well, this time around, and with the Father's Day atmosphere, I would like to dedicate my 1998 favorite song by Eric Clapton to my 68 years old father.
My Father's Eyes
Sailing down behind the sun,
Waiting for my prince to come.
Praying for the healing rain
To restore my soul again.
Just a toerag* on the run.
How did I get here?
What have I done?
When will all my hopes arise?
How will I know him?
When I look in my father's eyes.
My father's eyes.
When I look in my father's eyes.
My father's eyes.
Then the light begins to shine
And I hear those ancient lullabies.
And as I watch this seedling grow,
Feel my heart start to overflow.
Where do I find the words to say?
How do I teach him?
What do we play?
Bit by bit, I've realized
That's when I need them,
That's when I need my father's eyes.
My father's eyes.
That's when I need my father's eyes.
My father's eyes.
Then the jagged edge appears
Through the distant clouds of tears.
I'm like a bridge that was washed away;
My foundations were made of clay.
As my soul slides down to die.
How could I lose him?
What did I try?
Bit by bit, I've realized
That he was here with me;
I looked into my father's eyes.
My father's eyes.
I looked into my father's eyes.
My father's eyes.
My father's eyes.
My father's eyes.
I looked into my father's eyes.
My father's eyes.
Sailing down behind the sun,
Waiting for my prince to come.
Praying for the healing rain
To restore my soul again.
Just a toerag* on the run.
How did I get here?
What have I done?
When will all my hopes arise?
How will I know him?
When I look in my father's eyes.
My father's eyes.
When I look in my father's eyes.
My father's eyes.
Then the light begins to shine
And I hear those ancient lullabies.
And as I watch this seedling grow,
Feel my heart start to overflow.
Where do I find the words to say?
How do I teach him?
What do we play?
Bit by bit, I've realized
That's when I need them,
That's when I need my father's eyes.
My father's eyes.
That's when I need my father's eyes.
My father's eyes.
Then the jagged edge appears
Through the distant clouds of tears.
I'm like a bridge that was washed away;
My foundations were made of clay.
As my soul slides down to die.
How could I lose him?
What did I try?
Bit by bit, I've realized
That he was here with me;
I looked into my father's eyes.
My father's eyes.
I looked into my father's eyes.
My father's eyes.
My father's eyes.
My father's eyes.
I looked into my father's eyes.
My father's eyes.
*Toerag is a British slang term for a worthless person, by analogy with the strips of cloth that vagrants wear in place of socks.
P/S : I just turn this song into a son-to-dad song. Whoever said that I bear witness that God is the father of all human are totally mislead by their own assumption. I'm a Muslim. TQ.
Monday, June 8, 2009
What a hectic weekend I'd went through. Driving north to Ipoh, stay for less than 12 hours before shooting down to KL, just to have all my stuff packed and leave that 'mansion' that I've occupied for almost two and a half year.
Turmoil is depressing me further down with too much expenses to handle and too little to come into my personal treasury.
I took 2 days leave instead of strict regulation on absence due to the H1N1. I cant deal anymore with the time I had and the insufficient fund to settle out things.
I decide to move nearby to Taman Kosas on temporary basis. I'm eyeing for double storey terrace house for the next tenancy somewhere in Equine Park. Much nearer to Putrajaya and fuel cost shall halven the current expenses.
Imagine, renting a RM1000 per month double storey terrace house as a first tenant barely after it fit for occupation, spacious and not even a penny that we feel it really money-wasting even sometimes in rolling eyes, we realize that we had paid for the rent more than RM24,000 all this while.
Suddenly, a person that being accepted to occupied one of the room like 6 month ago, had made a deal with the houselord that the April 2009 rent will be paid on May without no one ever realize the fraudulent negotiation.
Few days before the May rental due date, he pack his stuff and sneak off the house and leaving the whole else in a total limbo. As the person that subjected on the tenancy agreement, and with the whole else that having no money, I absorb the cost on myself. Now that was the costliest monthly payment I ever paid. RM1250!
To add up the mess, the owner had issue out vacant-the-premise notice and today, is the final day we are here in this house. Hell I will never rent a house with a legal documents to sign on anymore!
I bear all this deadly cost and the result is I get my broadband disconnected by the provider, phone being barred, incomplete road tax renewal process, a month car installment unpaid and problematic OT claim. What else to come?
Well, this is written even before I was born to this world. Everything will going to be fine. I act cool because I will never let spontaneous human combustion killing me. If anyone ever encounter my flammable image, I suggest you a CO2 type of extinguisher.
Turmoil is depressing me further down with too much expenses to handle and too little to come into my personal treasury.
I took 2 days leave instead of strict regulation on absence due to the H1N1. I cant deal anymore with the time I had and the insufficient fund to settle out things.
I decide to move nearby to Taman Kosas on temporary basis. I'm eyeing for double storey terrace house for the next tenancy somewhere in Equine Park. Much nearer to Putrajaya and fuel cost shall halven the current expenses.
Imagine, renting a RM1000 per month double storey terrace house as a first tenant barely after it fit for occupation, spacious and not even a penny that we feel it really money-wasting even sometimes in rolling eyes, we realize that we had paid for the rent more than RM24,000 all this while.
Suddenly, a person that being accepted to occupied one of the room like 6 month ago, had made a deal with the houselord that the April 2009 rent will be paid on May without no one ever realize the fraudulent negotiation.
Few days before the May rental due date, he pack his stuff and sneak off the house and leaving the whole else in a total limbo. As the person that subjected on the tenancy agreement, and with the whole else that having no money, I absorb the cost on myself. Now that was the costliest monthly payment I ever paid. RM1250!
To add up the mess, the owner had issue out vacant-the-premise notice and today, is the final day we are here in this house. Hell I will never rent a house with a legal documents to sign on anymore!
I bear all this deadly cost and the result is I get my broadband disconnected by the provider, phone being barred, incomplete road tax renewal process, a month car installment unpaid and problematic OT claim. What else to come?
Well, this is written even before I was born to this world. Everything will going to be fine. I act cool because I will never let spontaneous human combustion killing me. If anyone ever encounter my flammable image, I suggest you a CO2 type of extinguisher.
Thursday, May 14, 2009
Haha. Lawak jugak bila kita sendiri teruja apa yang diiklankan oleh pengiklan kat blog ni. Contohnya Freedom Party yang bakal berlangsung.Mengikut syarat Nuffnang, penyedia iklan di blog paling kedekut di alam maya, klik dari pemilik blog sendiri boleh dianggap menipu.
Tetapi kalau apa yang diiklankan dorang menarik perhatian pemilik blog yang tak tahu menda apa yang dorang nak taruk situ, tentula pemilik blog mempunyai hak sebagai sasaran iklan, malah dengan hak-hak yang ada tuan tanah blog sendiri, mengklik pada iklan itu.
Selalunya apabila binatang iklan itu keluar dan dapat disaksiukan oleh pemilik blog, adalah apabila pemilik blog sedang login. Kalau tak, tak mendapatnyer. Kecuali bagi unique visitors a.k.a pelayar yang tak pernah masuk atau dah beberapa hari tak masuk.
Sangat pandai la ini Nuffnang. Dah la kemut taik idung masin. Ah. Aku tak kira. Aku klik gak. Aku nak gi Freedom Party!
World, hold on!
Friday, April 24, 2009
Awas. Anda mungkin akan menerima emel kononnya dari pihak Maybank mengatakan terdapat masalah pada akaun anda dan anda perlu log masuk melalui pautan yang tersedia untuk ke Maybank2u anda. Ini dinamakan phishing.
Perlakuan ini telah berjaya menggelabahkan pengguna M2U yang tidak cool lalu mereka klik pada pautan tersebut dan akibatnya maklumat kata laluan telah diperoleh oleh kaki-kaki menipu internet.
Memula aku tekejut jugak. Masalah katenyer. Macammana la nak berdagang kalau M2U bermasalah. Haip. Bukan dagang badan yer. Tak laku pun. Aku agak hairan jugak la macammana emel yang aku bukak tu ada pemberitahuan pasal M2U aku. Emangnya takda kena mengena emel tu dengan M2U aku.
Bila aku lalu je cursor kat link tu. Kat adress bar bawah tu keluar alamat URL yang mencurigakan. Oh! Inilah phishing yang digembar-gemburkan. Masalahnya ni la baru first time aku dapat menaklah gini.
Jadi diingatkan kepada anda semua, semak link tersebut dan jangan anda terpusu-pusu klik dan login masuk yer kalau bukan link https://www.maybank2u.com.my.
Aku pun leh buat link camtu. Tak caya? Login lah akaun M2U anda di sini : Maybank2u. Hahaha.
Monday, April 13, 2009
Anda nak menyemakkan lagi blog anda? Cuba ini! Ianya Widget Radar Cuaca yang dicuplik dari Jabatan Meteorologi Malaysia. Ia akan dikemaskini setiap 20 minit. Dan kita akan dapat melihat kawasan manakah yang sedang hujan pada jam ini.
Mula-mula copy URL bagi gambar tersebut yang diperoleh dari right-click pada gambar dan mengambil menu Properties.
Kemudian, pada New Post, klik pada ikon Add Image dan pilih la add gambar dari URL. Paste URL yang telah di copy. Ngerti?
Setelah selesai, klik pada gambar untuk resize gambar tersebut dengan drag dari penjuru.
Ataupun pergi ke Edit HTML.
Edit angka WIDTH dan HEIGHT mengikut kemahuan anda. Untuk tutorial ini, saiz WIDTH yang dipilih ialah 210 manakala HEIGHT 140.
Hasilnya di ruangan COMPOSE kemudian bolehlah anda tambah text yang anda suka hati mak bapak anda font dan saiznya.
Kemudian, klik ke EDIT HTML semula dan copy keseluruhan html language yang terjana.Langkah seterusnya, seperti biasa, kembali ke LAYOUT. Klik ADD PAGE ELEMENT dan pilih menu ADD HTML / JAVA. Kemudian masukkan html language yang ada copy tadi.
hasilnya, terbentuk imej mengikut saiz yang anda kehendakki dan 'clickable' :
ZON HUJAN JAM INI
Selamat muncubha.
Thursday, March 19, 2009
Hi and apa khabar.I was taken aback with responses by some of my blog follower on the reason of their skip-this-page attitude on my blog. Because of the English content.
Okei la. Aku tulis dalam BM. Campur lah. BM kejap, English kejap. Lagipun kat negara kita ni orang memang suka campur. Budak sekolah belajar bahasa campur-campur, boss-boss sembang bercampur baur, nasi dicampur, air batu bercampur, sayur campur-campur dan yang pasti banyak yang last sekali diiringi dengan 'champor' (kapoq baruih).
What've made my blog being pulled out of the blogosphere recently? Ada la sebabnya. Tak boleh tulis sini. Nanti bandit2 tu baca. Ahaks!!
Well, I decided to withdraw my "paktam2u" off the internet. It will remain in my Dashboard and for my view-it-in-sentimental-manner purpose. Segalanya telah tenggelam bersama kapal G4M. Dari kapal G4M lah, lahirnya blog itu and she deserve an euthansia. LOL.
That blog is a hall of controversy, fun, leisure, thoughts, info yang banyak sekali berkait rapat dengan G4M. Pada hari ini, hanyutlah dikau di lautan. Bersemadilah dikau bersama karamnya kapal G4M yang melanggar terumbu karang pada 18 Mac 2009 jam 8.00 pagi.
Macam sial je tulis campur-campur ni. From now on, I will start filling this blog with Malay content.
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