its 1:16am n im not asleep yet.
when actually i am very tired.
finish work kinda early jz now. so i met my bro.
gonna get his skool bag n shoes. coz i made a promise to him.
before tt i settle my bills. haiz..

on ma way there,i saw this one hot kukie. so cute.
he got such an adorable sweet looking face wit perfect goatee.
he wore this adidas oldskool green shirt wit tattered jeans.
wit adidas pouch diagonally attached to his body and wore adidas black watch n adidas wrist band.
n he wore the adidas blue slipper.
cute. very uniqe.

he alighted at novena. before he left,he drop me a piece of paper.
tt left my bro in awe. he said, "kakak selekeh mcm gini pon,lelaki tgk eh? ape drg tgk kat kau?"
i was like laughing to myself. i can swear i din rmb seeing him writing this note. all i noe he was merely bz wit his hp. in which i assume hes listening to his mp3.

he wrote... "salam alaiki. ure cute. i like ur cheek. subha nallah ure cute. sweet. this is my no. 9182**** do call me up ya. raziff."

hmm. i wonder. wats the cute'ness' in me.

so alighted at orchard. saw jai biol. the one who acted in hanyut first series. hes wit a gerl,who is like hugging jai like as though jai cant balance wit his own feet. *sabar-sabar je laa..* he looked then he point at me. like the 'eh' point kinda thing. i ignored him. totally walk past thru him w/o even looking at him. he called me bt too bad he called the wrong name.

from huda to....... hidayah! yikes!!!

k enuff. then bro n i walk all the way to pacific plaza. bt before we reached pacific plaza,u guys noe the mc-d infront of mango,before the streets we cross to pacific plaza.guess who i saw? tt guy la. the guy who tagged alot at my taggies. he worked at mc-d. i saw him but i dun tink he saw me. heh. then we went to first, the quiksilver, then to ripcurl, then to stussy then up to fox then to mambo then last, adidas, but none cud actually attract him. so we went opp side of the road, Far east. from lips to 77th street, from sponge to one n onie skate shop (the makcik shop),
from left foot to revoltage, none caught his attention. then we pass by this small shop,opp ppl's paper. a designer shop i tink n he was attracted to this one particular bag. it was nice. the designs look like ripcurl n oakley exclusive design. n so he game for it. n it cost 60 bux. so ok.

then next. shoes. he wanna a skate-look-a-like shoe. or a high cut one. called aidah. no idea. called aizad. he gave several venues but time dun permit. so we were onie left wit bugis village. go to bugis village n went hunting the whole of pasar. at last. he bought for himself a pony mini skate shoe. all white. very clean. n its 50 bux. initially its over the budget. then he bugged me to buy for him the mobile silicon. n yeah another 10 bux. tts excluded his dinner. teehee! bt its all for the love for my bro.

he studied hard n excel. im so proud of him. if he did well for his n level,im gonna get for him more. insya allah.

well khairul rasul my bro, i hope u like it. plz handle all those wit care. take care.

n s for me? i din manage to get anything for myself. if i were to buy this i wont have enuff for tt. if i were to get tt,i wud be sufferring w/o this. n the most touching part my bro said was tt,
" kalau abg tahu benda2 ni semua mahal2 mcm ni,abih kakak sanggup belikan,abg tak mintak yg mahal2. tgk skg brg kakak satu pon tak beli.."

*alahai...*

salam alaiki. im back from hibernating.

ive been working extremely really hard. hehe. yeah. skool re-opening soon.

attended some workshop for this week. its interesting. the queens english is in the house. then the correct way to communicate wit the children was made to the top priority. how to present urself in a much confident way. im lucky tt i never have any nervous breakdown before when doin presentations as im so used to it during my sec sch yrs. i did so much of public speaking. debating. so no problem in tt la.

the english communication werkshop was conducted by mdm haslinda putri harun. allahyarham harun ghani's daughter. phew. her accent is superb i tell u. her english is perfect. she have the english accent which ive been yearn to have it. its very fluent. but some of the points that she went thru really need to consider. n she fancy Julia Gabriels alot. i ever heard tt this skool practice lots of communications n montessori skills. and both her daughters was sent to tt skool. n the most irritating part was,she ever decided to sent her daughters to iMAN Katong,but then she heard the teacher's conversation wit one of the students,n she decided not to. she heard.. " where u go..? "

ini teacher pon..alahai...

then today we have workshop wit msm sakinah from mendaki. it was a good one. n yeah. have u guys heard of the story 3 little pigs..? it was told tt the wolf is trying to eat all the 3 pigs rite..? well jz now we read this book,the title says " the real sotry of the 3 little pigs "

apparently,wat actually happened was, the wolf was actually was framed by the third pig. one day,wolf was having a very bad flu. but despite having his flu,he decided to bake a cake for his granny. but then he realise tt he have run out of sugar. so he went to get help from his neighbour which happen to be the pigs. first was the straw house pig. he knocked but no one ans.since he got a very bad flu,he sneeze and to wat we already expected,the pig house was blown away. he jus peered inside,not wanting to go inside someone house w/o permission. there he saw lying on the floor covered wit the straws,the dead pig. not wanting to waste it,he tot it mite be a very good dinner,he gulped the pig. same goes to the second pig. so he tot to himself,these pigs arent freindly n helpful at all.

n now the last pig. his house was made of brick. he knocked on the door but was chased away. upon hearing the pig shouting chasing the wolf away,all the villagers started to form a crowd. n as we noe tt actually the wolf had a bad flu rite? he was about to sneeze tts when the villagers tot the wolf wanna blow the pig's house away. so police started to come. n so the reporters. n there the story goes..

the wolf was frame. all he want is actually a bowl of sugar.......
pity aite..?
teeheee!

k erm. actually i have so many things to share. but i havent do my dishes la. hehe
gt to go.
byez.

*to aman. k da update ok. n erm,give me ur pendapat on tt story..teehee!*

salam alaiki.

to all the loyalties. my slackers. my bunchies. the lesbos. i apologies aite for not update this thing for such a long time. skool gonna re-open soon, n im oready back to werk,preparing all the necessary stuffs, so time actually dun permit me to do the updates.

to khai. sowie ya i din reply to ur sms-es. very hard la to get my fingers to run thru the alphanumerics. kk can make it on sun under my voide deck. rite after the kenduri at jeff's place. but i expect everything to be done before isyak eh. hanyut ar. cant wait. oh n pls bring ur necessary software. later dun tell me.. "alah rul,ku lupa ar nak bawak cd purple ku."..."alamak beb, ku nye thumbdrive tertinggal bawah bantal aku.." ... " aisey fook la! ku tak bawak plak digi ku. pinjam bapak kau nye digi bleh..?"

otak kau~! so pls eh. no nonsence..

to fik. sowie i din ans to any of ur veeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeery late nite calls. coz im werking i have to have enuff sleep aite. unlike u. not enuff sleep je trus mc. heh.
ouh psl tt wedding tu eh, u sure not u goin? kecoh ar go such functions wit u. u got wit ur "FRENS" then i'll go wit the usual ones k. pape jz say hie at the wedding itself. n plz. no torn n tattered jeans. n plz. dun lose ur accent. n i mean ur real accent~!

to ellie. insya allah i come to ur wedding k. n beb, nak jemput kahwin takkan pakai sms? Ooopz! tts a bit too loud.. heh

yeah yeah! guess who jz msg-ed me?!

FAHMI!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

hehe. k i cant think anymore. so i tink tts it la.

to the rest,i will try to reply ur sms la eh.
hehe.

this gonna b a lengthy one..

start of on the 16th dec. it was my bro 15th birthday. so bought for him a swensen black forest ice cream cake. 2 flavoured roasted chicken. one honey n the other black pepper. bought chips. the lays as usual. n the blazt it f&n mango. reached home,had mini feast.

tt wat actually happen on the outside. the inside,while i was doin all those buying,sms-es accompanied me. well im sure u loyalties have read my taggies (those hu havent,read it while the taggy is still there ) ya its him. he sms me. saying y muz i be telling n announcing at the blog bout him. i hate doin this. esp repeating things. apparently this is my blog. my say. u dun like. tts ur problem. this is a free world. u can blog anything shit out of ur brain fyi. so hamzah. laid back aite.

he is so rude. look at the way he tagged at my blog. so immature. hanim told me tt he tagged my blog. if she din informed me i bet i wont noe bout it till today. heh. look how immature he sounded at my taggies. ouh n let me tell u guys sth. he is full of nonsence. at least tts the most decent words i can use on him coz im running out of vulgarities to use on him. at my taggies he said like tt. in sms me he said differently. the last time conflict we had, he said different thing (fee,i bet u noe rite wat he said ) fee is the witness. n then on the fone he claimed differently. fickle minded la i tell u. he cant get his points straight. sicko. n ya still have the cheek to diss me when actually he jz dun have the rite words to use on me. heh. he kept on telling me to grow up. ok fine. well hamzah,u need to upgrade urself aite. have a free mind.

he wasnt really satisfied on tt nite. i gave him the chance to speak to my dad. ouh n he said he wanna meet up on sun under my void deck. i said bring it on. my dad is always on for it coz he have been waiting for it all these while. so im happy coz at last i got to meet his parent n word vomit bout everything. a to the z.

but guess wat?! this mornin,he msg-ed me saying tt he wanna forget bout everything, he wanna take back all his words. heh. coward. tts wat i can say. waa he really sounded egoistic seh on fri.."jumpa aku bawah blk kau arh. bring ur parents n ur siblings along. bih takot...?" look whos calling the kettle black. heh. big talk from a little man seh. n he sounded wit full of sympathy. the way he sms me was like..wahliao..tak bleh angs seh. sympathy..heh..symPATHETIC la..

k enuff bout him. for all i noe. hes a coward. eh bring it on la. heh. my mom was like laughing her head off when i said he cancel the meeting. haiz..pity this " go-uprade-urself-n-stop-telling-me-to-grow-up " guy.

kk sth happened. ytd i mean. went out wit the lesbos. had lunch at some cina stall. then took bus to suntec. then to marina. then to esplanade. chilled by the bay. while i was slacking n chit chatting wit them, my phone rang. he called. HE! tt he im referring to is he!! Muhd Fahmi. i was...ex..ove...HAPPY! (best word la i think..!) yeah he called. n we tok. tok. n tok. n erm, *smiles* i dunnoe how to put it. so after half an hour,we hung up. he have to go sumwhere. i tot tt was it. at nite he called again~!!!!! i was like.... erm.. its seriously undescribable! i was urgh! n so we chatted. n the topic came out again. he sang to me..after so long. he told me to wait for him. it will not b long..he said before 2005 ends,he will call me again,n this time round,he will be doing lots of talking n confession since i made mine ytd. *smiles**blushing*

muhd fahmi.. i'll be waiting. before 2006 says hi. n 2005 says bye.

i will wait patiently..

salam alaiki.

i dun really feel quite well. my throat feels like as though ive choked myself wit sand paper. then the nose eh,its like as though ive stuffs thousands n thousands of q sticks. so hard to breathe. then my body temperature, its reaching 39 degrees celcius. my head is sooo heavy.

and yet i still can blog. for the loyalties. heh.

reading makes me have better understanding in sth. the facts get really into ur head n screwed really deep inside. like for example,i went to islamhouse.com despite of my body n headache. masya allah. im still finding an article or sirah islamiah on siti aisyah humairah. but have yet to find any.. any volunteers to help me out in finding it..?

i was very very very furious wit sumone. becoz of tt single soul,its now getting topsy-turvy. well,fyi, to tt soul i mean,i will not believe in u anymore. u caused to all the changes in everything. u made us do it n too bad we did it. n u made her suffer so bad. so bad tt i really have to step into it. yeah i was told i wasnt allowed to get involve,but bear in mind. we're related. closely related. n she is also. so pls. as days passes us by,ure not getting any much younger ok. get it rite into the middle part of ur brain. u want us to believe in u once again,prove it to me then uve stopped all ur nonsence.

ure jz somone whom i shud refer as nonsence wit legs.

its all in the mind n soul.

nau'zubillah minzalik..


salamz.

salam alaiki. again to loyalties.

heh. working. so pardon me for not updating today. well. ive oready return to iman. so the busy'ness' keeps me busy n away from computer. my class. yale n kingston,is halfway done. without n i SHALL REPEAT..WITHOUT the help of my ustazah. well if she do have brains and initiatives, u will noe wat i mean.

n so everyone wants my clown. heh. it aint easy aite. took halfday to complete it. and so now im trying to get my pencils on a few more cartoons to fill up the empty un-used walls. yeah ive mentioned tt im in need of walls,but upon looking ard,nah,enuff is enuff.

ok so where is my half blood prince? my faisal tehrani book series..? oh n heh..where is my dan brown's da vinci's code?

aman..im still waiting. call me up when ya free n ready to meet me up to pass tt code book.
okie.

initially ive been very sarcastic to someone. very. heh.

toodlez~

salam alaiki. again to loyalties.

heh. working. so pardon me for not updating today. well. ive oready return to iman. so the busy'ness' keeps me busy n away from computer. my class. yale n kingston,is halfway done. without n i SHALL REPEAT..WITHOUT the help of my ustazah. well if she do have brains and initiatives, u will noe wat i mean.

n so everyone wants my clown. heh. it aint easy aite. took halfday to complete it. and so now im trying to get my pencils on a few more cartoons to fill up the empty un-used walls. yeah ive mentioned tt im in need of walls,but upon looking ard,nah,enuff is enuff.

ok so where is my half blood prince? my faisal tehrani book series..? oh n heh..where is my dan brown's da vinci's code?

aman..im still waiting. call me up when ya free n ready to meet me up to pass tt code book.
okie. initially ive been very sarcastic. very. heh.

toodlez~

salam alaik. to all my loyalties. heh.

im done wit my paintings. i did the owl n the clown. the clown is horrid i tell u. but the owl is cute. like me. heh.
okie so at last he got for himself a job. as a project supervisor. which requires him to travel by sea for few mths then come back then travel again by sea. hmm. all the best to him.
oh not forgetting my mate, khai. mabruk~! he got for himself a distinction for his colour 2nd semester project. kudos to me. k bro. swensen k. cheers~

wit disticitions,he was offered another task which will then be publicise at some posh showroom. take it aite. i'll be your backbone again. insya allah. heh.
n niways,my bro bought for himself an mp3 which looks like mp4. samsung. cool aye. cost 300+ bux. kk..

everyone have their own digi. their own mp3. me? i have my own brain. heh~

Wanita yang TIDAK harus dikahwini

"Jangan engkau kahwini wanita
yang ananah, yang mananah, dan yang hananah,
dan jangan engkau kahwini yang hadaqah, yang
baraqah dan yang syadaqah.

WANITA ANANAH: banyak mengeluh dan
mengadu dan tiap saat memperalatkan sakit atau
buat-buat sakit.

WANITA MANANAH: suka membangkit-bangkit
terhadap suami. Wanita ini sering
menyatakan, Aku membuat itu keranamu.

WANITA HANANAH: menyatakan kasih
sayangnya kepada suaminya yang lain, yang
dikahwininya sebelum ini atau kepada anaknya
dari suami yang lain.

WANITA HADAQAH: melemparkan pandangan
dan matanya pada tiap sesuatu, lalu menyatakan
keinginannya untuk memiliki barang itu dan
memaksa suaminya untuk membelinya.

WANITA BARAQAH: ada 2 makna, pertama yang
sepanjang hari mengilatkan dan menghias
mukanya, kedua dia marah ketika makan dan
tidak mahu makan kecuali sendirian dan
diasingkannya bahagianya.

WANITA SYADAQAH: banyak cakap tidak
menentu lagi bising.

*****

Tak perlu mencari teman secantik Balqis jika diri tak seindah Sulaiman,

Mengapa mengharap teman setampan Yusuf jika kasih tak setulus

Zulaikha, Tak perlu diri menjadi seteguh Ibrahim jika diri tidak sekuat

Hajar dan Sarah. Mengapa didamba teman hidup seistimewa Khadijah

jika diri tak sesempurna Rasulullah......

i really did lots of browsing thru ytd. n found a few interestin stuffs. n by doin sth which i rarely do,my tots tt i penned down at anakmelayu was publish in the main page. cool aye. well i wrote bout schizophrenia. its kinda interesting tho. coz reading it actually makes u have better understanding in it. which what im currently doin it la.

i dunnoe why lately i have the tendency to read some stuffs which i never logically wanna read it some times ago. i always followed my intuition to read wat stuffs but this time round,im much turn on to reference, logical, mind-gobbling sort of stuffs. the content is always the vibe. n apart from all those the vocab is always bombastic. believe it or not. ive learned frolicking.

1. To behave playfully and uninhibitedly; romp.
2. To engage in merrymaking, joking, or teasing.

how i wish tt i have this enthusiatic 'wanna-noe-all' feeling when im sittin for my eng o papers, i can tell u tt its gonna be hell of a storm. i have no limitations to it anymore. urgh. now,apart from doin the stuffs tt i shud do ( u noe class deco ) i will take every single chance to read read n read. n neglecting all the things ard me. well tt can be very negative tho. coz someone actually sounded n said tt im actually neglecting him. boo me. myself. i.

its killin me now. the art thingy. ive tried to help this soul from la salle to juxtapose his pics wit colours. but urgh. it din turn out voila. it turn out rather awkward. well khai,i will help u still aite. no worries.

i was daydreaming jz now. n suddenly a tot of him flashed back. not fahmi. (i wish its him). nah not tt liar also. (eeeuw~!) its him. tt guy. whom everyone assumed i managed to change him from ah beng to ahmad. muhd azmy lor. haha. cute aye. no no. it was more to awe-inspiring .heh. n so when i opened up this box ( u noe wat i mean box) ahh ic. it was exactly 3 yrs tt i celebrated my bday wit everyone. him n my family. phew. wat a thing to rmb. then i dreamt bout lots of ppl. first was him. then fahmi. then dee's ex rusydi. heh. then azura's ex rieza. it was a total dynamic dilusion. well its synonym to deja vu. heh.

misapprehension.

misconception.

heh.

toodlez~

Andainya lelaki tahu

Ketahuilah lelaki, semakin kau lari, semakin dia menghampiri
Usah dinafikan,
Ikutlah kata hati, satu saat kau pasti jua akan bicara mengenai an-nisa

Usah dinafikan kata naluri,
Jangankan dikau manusia biasa,
Nabi Muhammad s.a.w pun sunyi tanpa an-nisa
Apa lagi yang tidak ada di syurga,
Nabi Adam masih juga rindukan Siti Hawa

Hakikatnya
Kami perlukan ar-rijal sebagai pemimpin sufi
Menelusi jalan yang penuh duri
Jangan jinakkan kami dengan harta duniawi
Itulah punca kami menjadi liar
Jangan hiburkan kami dengan kecantikan
Itulah punca kami derita
Kenalkan kami dengan mahabbah fillah
Kenalkan kami dengan cinta Allah
Zat yang kekal
PadaNya kami berserah

Kami juga punyai hasrat, impian dan amarah
Jika di lorong itu
Kau cuma menjeling sepi
Siapa lagi yang akan membongkar diskriminasi duniawi
Jika kami dah jelas bengkok
Kenapa tidak kau luruskan
Antara bohsia dan ar-rijal
Kenapa terlalu jauh dibezakan
Kalau pemimpin itu adalah syuhada
Jangan biarkan kami hanya kerana impian lelaki

Eksploitasi dan diskriminasi duniawi
Mengagungkan kami
Sehingga lahirlah Aishawarya rai, Erra fazira, Jenniffer Lopez
Kamilah women gladiator
Di ceruk mana pentas dunia pun
Kamilah teratas
Tapi, hakikatnya akhlak kami di kaki lelaki
Kami derita dengan nama
Kami liar mengejar kemewahan
Tiada janji yang abadi

Jika cinta ini kosong
Huru-haralah masyarakat
Ibu kan kehilangan anak
Suami kehilangan isteri
Bapa kehilangan puteri
Bila kami derhaka
Duniamu akan huru-hara
Bila tulang rusuk menjadi rapuh dan patah
Rosaklah jantung, hati dan limpa

Inilah akibat kerana lelaki
Akibat kami tidak kenal Tuhan
Tidak kenal diri sendiri
Apalagi mengenal lelaki

Ketahuilah ar-rijal
Jika cinta ini subur padaNya
Bahagialah dan beruntunglah dirimu
Kamilah pencipta sejarah
Sejarah Rabiatul Adawiyah telah pun terbukti
Cinta pada Yang Esa tidak berbelah bagi
Sejarah Khadijah menuntut pengorbanan

Tiada apa yang kami harapkan
Jangan biarkan kami kecewa hanya kerana
Mata hatimu yang gagal mengenali kami
Kamilah insan terhampir denganmu
Kamilah ibu, kamilah anak, kamilah teman hidupmu
Semakin kau lari, semakin kami hampiri
Siramilah kami dengan sinar Islam
Pimpinlah kami bukan kerana rupa
Kerana hati ini lebih kekal dari yang sementara

im nineteeeeeen! well its ytd tho.. teehee~!

salam loyalties.
start off the 1st dec wit a blast. received lots of sms-es. thanks all.
abg jeff sang to me on the fone. so swit of him. thanks abg syg.
then rahman. msg-ed me. saying tt he purposely MIA to surprised me wit tt.
so swit of u rahman. then followed by adek. n list shall go on. ridzwan was kinda late.
he wished me 00:02 2 dec. hehe. n was like .."ur bday ytd rite?" blur guy. hehe bt cute tho.

then the usual fiq bunchies called up. made appointment wit them.
its oways the same. every year wit them. onie tt this time round not wit iryan. if
u rmb who im referring to. everyone decided to join in. after a long time of hibernating.
some bring along their chickas. grown up aye. hehe

okie so after the bbq thingy,meet up wit the bunchies. a total of 6 cars n 3 bikes mind u~!
ok so i followed moon n frens. fiq n the rest in another. theres fika n fiance; malique. boy-t n an-D. shah, sham n fendi tag along too. fendi brought along his lil chicka. hehe so cute. then theres..erm.. okie heres the list of ppl present ytd aite..

- fika - shahril - fiq (ahem-ahem!) - mark - malique - boy*t - an-D - shah - sham - fendi n lil chicka - moon - shida - a-een - irwan - naz - naufal - hadi - putra - roy - farah - mel - ellie - faizal and the last one ejul.

n so the 26 of us. doin crazy stuffs n all. guess wat we did? fiq n frens actually planned to go to al-ameen bukit panjang or somewhere. the west side. but changed it last minute since khai cant follow. crazy jz bcoz hes not werking n cant gt free milo dinosaur they cancel it. freakz~! n so the 6 cars n 3 bikes head to changi. bought nasi lemak. otak2. air nenas. more n more fried chicken wings. 10 packs of lays. 3 bars of choc. oreo n peanut butter. coke wit lime. its heaven wit the food i tell u.
then mini performance by him. the true n dare game. the always dare game. i was dare to do pole dancing. damn~! such a maluation. okie. n we played the kick it game. damn for 3 yrs straight without fail me n hadi is oways the item. we have to do grinding n see which couple have the best position. those who lose will have their arse kicked. n of coz the best rapper n the best dj win it. woots~! we did real smooth grinding aite..

it was really a blast~!
fiq,thanks eh. seducing aye.. heh~
n tanx guys for everything~
hadi,ure great. make it big nx yr aite. love ya to bit.
best celebration ever. hehe. well its too detailed. some mite have sore eyes later.
so toodles loyalties. n bunchies.
n slackers..,im waiting aite. hehehe

peace ya'll~!