Well well well... remember one my previous entries about the lil girl who mistook someone else's car for hers? (READ: ME) Ho ho hooo... I've got a story for you people. Yesterday morning, that same friend hitched a ride home from me. As we headed to my car, she mocked me jokingly by asking whether I was sure that it was mine(coincidentally AGAIN, an identical car was parked right beside my car). This time around, I was definitely sure as heaven!
Guess what happened that same afternoon? She had herself attempting to enter someone else's car! Hahah! When Fatin told me, I just couldn't help laughing and I knew Fatin couldn't resist from telling me either. However, Haniz's case was rather different to mine. The car she mistook for hers was parked rather far away from her very apparent bright green car and the car was locked, unlike what happened with mine(the beauty eh?), which makes my incident pretty excusable. Luckily, her friend, Hana was around and at the time also wondered why Haniz was trying to get into someone else's car. When Haniz had 'recovered' only did she realize why the car alarms had sounded so faint...
Moral of the story: Don't mock or laugh at me... coz hey! You probably won't see it coming to you just yet. Hahah! (Self-reminder as well...)
Guess what happened that same afternoon? She had herself attempting to enter someone else's car! Hahah! When Fatin told me, I just couldn't help laughing and I knew Fatin couldn't resist from telling me either. However, Haniz's case was rather different to mine. The car she mistook for hers was parked rather far away from her very apparent bright green car and the car was locked, unlike what happened with mine(the beauty eh?), which makes my incident pretty excusable. Luckily, her friend, Hana was around and at the time also wondered why Haniz was trying to get into someone else's car. When Haniz had 'recovered' only did she realize why the car alarms had sounded so faint...
Moral of the story: Don't mock or laugh at me... coz hey! You probably won't see it coming to you just yet. Hahah! (Self-reminder as well...)
The past two days, pagi-pagi lagi aku dah pegi berurut. Sakitnya dah lama, tapi biasalah... kata professional procrastinator, sume benda nak put off. Dah sakit barulah terhegeh-hegeh. Makcik yang urut aku tuh, ramah betul orangnya. Ada-ada je celoteh dia. Cerita pasal anak dia, jiran dia, anak-anak muda sekarang. Aku yang hebat berlakon konon-konon baik dan tak termasuk dalam kategori 'anak-anak muda sekarang' ni pun join je la sekali. Dia sedap-sedap bercerita sambil gelak ketawa tapi aku nih punyalah puas menyeringai menahan sakit. Mak aku ketawa je tengok gelagat aku. Bila time dia pulak, aku pun revengela.
At one point masa makcik tu urut belakang aku, dia duk tekan-tekan at this one place yang sangatlah sakit. Dia cakap, "Haa ni nih! Kan bengkak nih, dua-dua belah bengkak nih, urat kepala nih. Mesti selalu migraine kan?" Memang betul pun, dari sekolah menengah lagi aku ni selalu sangat sakit kepala. Mak kata gaya dia urut tuh macam dia kuis-kuis sikit je... tapi sakit dia, Subhanallah! Itu belum lagi kena dekat tempat yang aku betul-betul sakit. Bak kata makcik tu, "Macam orang tua je la engkau nih sakit-sakit!" Tak taulah, kesan jatuh dulu mungkin masih bersisa kot, kejap datang, kejap pergi. Pagi tadi aku pegi berurut sorang je. Mak dengan abah sesudah subuh dah berangkat balik kampung, ada orang meninggal kata mereka. Aku pun tak kenal siapa.
Aku sungguh tak puas hati Edlin terkeluar daripada AF semalam! Fitri yang patut keluar, aku dah lama aim dia! On another note, sampai sekarang tak sangka Kaer, junior kat sekolah aku dulu masuk AF, kan picha kan? Tapi memang dari dulu dia hebat menyanyi pun.
At one point masa makcik tu urut belakang aku, dia duk tekan-tekan at this one place yang sangatlah sakit. Dia cakap, "Haa ni nih! Kan bengkak nih, dua-dua belah bengkak nih, urat kepala nih. Mesti selalu migraine kan?" Memang betul pun, dari sekolah menengah lagi aku ni selalu sangat sakit kepala. Mak kata gaya dia urut tuh macam dia kuis-kuis sikit je... tapi sakit dia, Subhanallah! Itu belum lagi kena dekat tempat yang aku betul-betul sakit. Bak kata makcik tu, "Macam orang tua je la engkau nih sakit-sakit!" Tak taulah, kesan jatuh dulu mungkin masih bersisa kot, kejap datang, kejap pergi. Pagi tadi aku pegi berurut sorang je. Mak dengan abah sesudah subuh dah berangkat balik kampung, ada orang meninggal kata mereka. Aku pun tak kenal siapa.
Aku sungguh tak puas hati Edlin terkeluar daripada AF semalam! Fitri yang patut keluar, aku dah lama aim dia! On another note, sampai sekarang tak sangka Kaer, junior kat sekolah aku dulu masuk AF, kan picha kan? Tapi memang dari dulu dia hebat menyanyi pun.
I had an abso-bloody-lutely gloooriouss weekend spent with 2 of my dearest friends Aysha and Munirah in Genting. Covered every single nook and cranny of the place especially the outdoor theme park. Had Mun embarassing the hell out of me when she screamed like a mad woman on the Solero Shot when the darn thing was barely at its peak. That had caused an audience who were queueing up for the ride chuckle to themselves. Didn't waste any second at all during our time there until we actually left Genting. Even caught a midnight movie on Saturday which was surprisingly full, luckily we had bought tickets earlier. Spent helluva lot, on food AND on rides. The lil trip just depleted my cash account, I'd be lucky if I can scrape enough for dinner. Aysha's boyfriend being overprotective as he is called like thrice a day to check up on her. If only he knew that we went up to Genting with a prebet sapu... haha! Sorry for the lack of details. I'll post up proper pictures later.
Aysha
Mun
Yesterday and today, I chauffeured my mom to school to pick up my brothers' report cards. Kids these days are simply brilliant you know? My 1st Grade brother who obtained a 98.1% average came 4th in class. Which makes you think, what the hey did the kid who came in 1st got? A 100% average? *shudders* Come our generation of kids, 1 year-olds would probably have to start attending kindergartens already or take up tuition classes. The world has turned into one big race I reckon.
A vacation is what you take when you can no longer take what you've been taking. --Earl Wilson
Aysha
Mun
Yesterday and today, I chauffeured my mom to school to pick up my brothers' report cards. Kids these days are simply brilliant you know? My 1st Grade brother who obtained a 98.1% average came 4th in class. Which makes you think, what the hey did the kid who came in 1st got? A 100% average? *shudders* Come our generation of kids, 1 year-olds would probably have to start attending kindergartens already or take up tuition classes. The world has turned into one big race I reckon.
A vacation is what you take when you can no longer take what you've been taking. --Earl Wilson
Orang kata, hidup ini suatu percaturan. Bila aku fikir-fikir balik, memang ada juga benarnya. Ada langkah yang kita buat, boleh diundur seperti sesetengah buah dalam permainan catur. Namun ada juga langkah yang kita buat, sekali kita maju ke hadapan, tidak mungkin mampu berpatah kembali.
Menghuraikan konteks metafor tadi, apa-apa yang kita lakukan itu sebenarnya adalah sesuatu yang tidak pasti. Dalam permainan catur umpamanya, adakah kita tahu bahawa gerakan yang kita buat itu betul atau tidak? Sama ada akan mengundang kemenangan atau kekalahan? Sudah pastinya tidak, tapi kita tidak berputus asa, bukan? Permainan tetap diteruskan. Itulah yang dinamakan kehidupan. Yang membezakannya, percaturan hanyalah sebuah permainan semata-mata tetapi kehidupan adalah realiti yang harus dihadapi oleh semua yang layak digelar manusia.
Dalam permulaan sebuah permainan catur contohnya, mula-mula kita mungkin berasa seronok kerana berjaya meragut buah si lawan dengan banyaknya. Tetapi adakah itu yang menjanjikan kemenangan? Pihak lawan mungkin hanya perlu membuat beberapa gerakan sahaja dan menewaskan kita dengan perangkap "checkmate-nya". Mengaitkannya dengan kehidupan, kita mungkin berjaya sekarang, tidak kiralah apa jua bidang yang diceburi sekalipun tetapi adakah kita pasti kejayaan itu milik kita sampai bila-bila? Begitu juga sebaliknya. Hari ini mungkin kita dibawah tetapi esok lusa? Tiada siapa yang tahu.
Usaha penting, begitu juga doa dan tawakal, tetapi yang menentukan segalanya? Hanya Yang Diatas.
Menghuraikan konteks metafor tadi, apa-apa yang kita lakukan itu sebenarnya adalah sesuatu yang tidak pasti. Dalam permainan catur umpamanya, adakah kita tahu bahawa gerakan yang kita buat itu betul atau tidak? Sama ada akan mengundang kemenangan atau kekalahan? Sudah pastinya tidak, tapi kita tidak berputus asa, bukan? Permainan tetap diteruskan. Itulah yang dinamakan kehidupan. Yang membezakannya, percaturan hanyalah sebuah permainan semata-mata tetapi kehidupan adalah realiti yang harus dihadapi oleh semua yang layak digelar manusia.
Dalam permulaan sebuah permainan catur contohnya, mula-mula kita mungkin berasa seronok kerana berjaya meragut buah si lawan dengan banyaknya. Tetapi adakah itu yang menjanjikan kemenangan? Pihak lawan mungkin hanya perlu membuat beberapa gerakan sahaja dan menewaskan kita dengan perangkap "checkmate-nya". Mengaitkannya dengan kehidupan, kita mungkin berjaya sekarang, tidak kiralah apa jua bidang yang diceburi sekalipun tetapi adakah kita pasti kejayaan itu milik kita sampai bila-bila? Begitu juga sebaliknya. Hari ini mungkin kita dibawah tetapi esok lusa? Tiada siapa yang tahu.
Usaha penting, begitu juga doa dan tawakal, tetapi yang menentukan segalanya? Hanya Yang Diatas.
Last Tuesday(yea, it's been that long), a few friends and I sent our friend Johan, off for Melbourne, Australia. After years of not seeing him despite the fact that he lives about a minute away from home, I coincidentally met him everyday during the weekend before he left. Once when I was queueing up for a midnight movie and again at a mamak stall in our neighbourhood. Two of my friends came earlier and hung around at my place before we departed to the airport. We got there minutes before he boarded the plane so we did get the chance to bid our farewells to each other. Met two of our other friends, all of them my schoolmates from back in high school. After Johan took off, we left KLIA and decided to have dinner around Cyberjaya. It was good catching up with everyone... until our topics started to revolve around the supernatural. Urgh!
L-R:Ezrann, Ross, Johan, Me, Fazrin & Diyz.
Yesterday, I finally went to see the Royal London Circus. My mom had wanted to bring my two lil brothers so she and I had left earlier in the morning to buy the tickets before we resumed with grocery shopping. Our show was scheduled at 5.30pm which left us plenty of time. The show was pretty good I guess although the fascination wasn't as great compared to the last time I was there, roughly about 10 years ago. They also had different performers this time, a little different from what I recall earlier. No form of video/audio device was allowed so no pictures could be taken. But hey, can't help it if my camera's installed in my phone can I? :p By the way, if you've never seen a live circus performance, you should. At least once in your lifetime. So grab that chance while it's here in Bandar Utama.
The amazing motorcycle performance where 4 motorcyclists whirled around in that ermmm... 'ball'.
Towards the finale...
A man isn't poor if he can still laugh. --Raymond Hitchcock
L-R:Ezrann, Ross, Johan, Me, Fazrin & Diyz.
Yesterday, I finally went to see the Royal London Circus. My mom had wanted to bring my two lil brothers so she and I had left earlier in the morning to buy the tickets before we resumed with grocery shopping. Our show was scheduled at 5.30pm which left us plenty of time. The show was pretty good I guess although the fascination wasn't as great compared to the last time I was there, roughly about 10 years ago. They also had different performers this time, a little different from what I recall earlier. No form of video/audio device was allowed so no pictures could be taken. But hey, can't help it if my camera's installed in my phone can I? :p By the way, if you've never seen a live circus performance, you should. At least once in your lifetime. So grab that chance while it's here in Bandar Utama.
The amazing motorcycle performance where 4 motorcyclists whirled around in that ermmm... 'ball'.
Towards the finale...
A man isn't poor if he can still laugh. --Raymond Hitchcock
About a week ago, a dear friend of mine and I were having one of our casual chats. After a few rounds of unnecessary pointless debates, it somehow led me into telling him about my fetish with lefties... although why lefties intrigue me so is beyond me. He had brought up the fact of the common belief that lefties have a shorter lifespan to which I'm sure most of us have heard of. Nevertheless, how far the truth is stretched, I have no idea. And both of us have brothers who are lefties... One thing led to another and we eventually talked of death.
Of course, when you really die is fated by the Almighty. You could be of any size or age, from any race or nation, male or even female. But if God had fated that you'd die at a specific time, date and place... you would. Run to any hole you can squiggle yourself into or fled to any perfect sunny island but whatever that has been predestined for you, you cannot undo. Life is really a preparation for death which all of us will come to meet someday... prepared or not. You could die in the most horrendous way imaginable(God forbid) or die in such a peaceful manner that everyone would probably remember you by, masyaAllah. None of us know how much time we have left but if rewards and sins were to fall on our heads everytime we committed one or the other, everyone would probably go to Heaven. Because then, everyone would be afraid of comitting sins. However, that is of course not the case, thus why we often go astray sometimes. We forget... a lot. I try to remind myself all the time that we mortals only live once and there are no second chances. You screw up life, you screw up for eternity in afterlife. A simple rule of equality. May Allah grant us the guidance we need...
How about dealing with deaths? How about facing the death of loved ones? I was telling my friend that sometimes, I wish I died so I wouldn't have to handle the suffering and loss of the people I love die before me. Yes, that was merely the voice of a coward. Thank you very much. But yea, you being dead is one thing, but facing the death of another so dear to you is definitely something else. Not everyone goes around telling how much the death of a loved one affects them. It just eats you up inside and you go on wondering how you're supposed to go on with life. My dear friend said, "When that time comes, you'll be prepared for it or He knows you're prepared for it, trust me." Well I sure hope so... i sure hope so.
A few hours hours later, that same morning, my housemate's grandmother died.
Allah does not impose on any self any more than it can stand. For it is what it has earned; against it, what it has merited. Our Lord, do not take us to task if we forget or make a mistake! Our Lord, do not place on us a load like the one You placed on those before us! Our Lord, do not place on us a load we have not the strength to bear! And pardon us; and forgive us; and have mercy on us. You are our Master, so help us against the people of the unbelievers. (Qur'an, 2:286)
Of course, when you really die is fated by the Almighty. You could be of any size or age, from any race or nation, male or even female. But if God had fated that you'd die at a specific time, date and place... you would. Run to any hole you can squiggle yourself into or fled to any perfect sunny island but whatever that has been predestined for you, you cannot undo. Life is really a preparation for death which all of us will come to meet someday... prepared or not. You could die in the most horrendous way imaginable(God forbid) or die in such a peaceful manner that everyone would probably remember you by, masyaAllah. None of us know how much time we have left but if rewards and sins were to fall on our heads everytime we committed one or the other, everyone would probably go to Heaven. Because then, everyone would be afraid of comitting sins. However, that is of course not the case, thus why we often go astray sometimes. We forget... a lot. I try to remind myself all the time that we mortals only live once and there are no second chances. You screw up life, you screw up for eternity in afterlife. A simple rule of equality. May Allah grant us the guidance we need...
How about dealing with deaths? How about facing the death of loved ones? I was telling my friend that sometimes, I wish I died so I wouldn't have to handle the suffering and loss of the people I love die before me. Yes, that was merely the voice of a coward. Thank you very much. But yea, you being dead is one thing, but facing the death of another so dear to you is definitely something else. Not everyone goes around telling how much the death of a loved one affects them. It just eats you up inside and you go on wondering how you're supposed to go on with life. My dear friend said, "When that time comes, you'll be prepared for it or He knows you're prepared for it, trust me." Well I sure hope so... i sure hope so.
A few hours hours later, that same morning, my housemate's grandmother died.
Allah does not impose on any self any more than it can stand. For it is what it has earned; against it, what it has merited. Our Lord, do not take us to task if we forget or make a mistake! Our Lord, do not place on us a load like the one You placed on those before us! Our Lord, do not place on us a load we have not the strength to bear! And pardon us; and forgive us; and have mercy on us. You are our Master, so help us against the people of the unbelievers. (Qur'an, 2:286)
I have a flat nose. When I was a kid, my dad used to say I have a nose of a stingray's(ikan pari for the uninitiated). Not that a stingray has any nose(or do they? oh ditch that!) but you know what I'm saying. My dad just loved making that comparison and annoying the hell out of me. I'd get into fits coz I just hated my nose being compared to a stingray's even though I didn't know what a stingray was back then. But I knew it was something unpleasant, the way my dad teased about it and how he'd laugh hard over it. Sometimes he'd get my mom to join along with the game as well and that made me even more furious. The thing is, I'm the only one in my family with a flat nose. Nose in MY context here is not the part where your nostrils are. But the sorta-like arching bit before that, the bridge of one's nose. Yes, that's what I do NOT have. Well my nose now isn't as bad as when I was a kid but yea it's obvious if you're observant, hehe. Oooh! And my dad doesn't bug me about it anymore.
My kiddy nose... see the flat-ness?
Sokay, at least I have a nose, don't I?
So to conclude, if I'm running late and you happen to be waiting for me... don't say, "Mana naz ni? Tak nampak pun batang hidung dia." Coz I don't have much of a batang hidung for you to see. Haha.
It matters more what's in a woman's face than what's on it. --Claudette Colbert, quoted in Kindling the Spirit by Lois P. Frankel
My kiddy nose... see the flat-ness?
Sokay, at least I have a nose, don't I?
So to conclude, if I'm running late and you happen to be waiting for me... don't say, "Mana naz ni? Tak nampak pun batang hidung dia." Coz I don't have much of a batang hidung for you to see. Haha.
It matters more what's in a woman's face than what's on it. --Claudette Colbert, quoted in Kindling the Spirit by Lois P. Frankel
