Short and Simple

Me: Ok x?

Friend: ok. u?

Me: Just nice.

Friend: Good. Congrats.

Me: To u too.


It was short and simple. Perfect description for last night.

The thrill was short. The finale was simple. Happiness was even shorter, so does the sadness. But surely, friendship survives forever.

There is never a moment of perfect happiness, nor does perfect sorrowness.

I'll pray for you my friends.

Straight From My Heart

It means so much to my kmb mates. In fact, it means so much for me too. But the more I think about it, the more I know any failure wont be the end of the world. We are strong enough to be succesful in life even if we fail this one.

But its human nature, never give up too early.

Yeah, we'll go for the win.

How I wish I am in Langkawi right now, chilling myself before D-Day. Hope you are having fun guys. I mean 'real' fun ha ha.

God, give me the best thing for myself. And for all of us.

Amin.

Debat Sini Sana

1. Aku cakap jujur, aku memang suka tengok debat. Debat sini, debat sana, gaduh sini, gaduh sana.

2. Aku suka tengok orang bukak minda mereka untuk bincang sesuatu isu, tapi susah nak cari kat Malaysia ini.

3. Debat di Malaysia lebih bersifat teknikal, balik balik pergi dekat premis masing-masing, dan cuba putar belit ayat sana sini supaya pihak lawan kalah.

4. Aku pernat lihat debat akhir antara SMS pokok sena dan SMAP Labu jika tidak silap. Kesimpulannya, debat sekolah di Malaysia lebih kepada debat tatabahasa. Susah nak cari idea bernas berguna, tapi makian serta pekik lolong penonton memang amat mudah nak dilihat.

5. Maka tak peliklah jika debat Anwar dan Shabeery tahun lepas sedemikian rupa juga. Yang orang asik bualkan selepas itu bukan intipati yang diperolehi hasil debat begitu, namun air liur di bibir yang dijadikan bahan cerita.

6. Termasuk oleh diri aku sendiri.

7. Maka apa kata aku tentang debat UMNO-PAS yang dicadangkan Nik Azizi Nik Mat? Sudah tentu membazir masa, tenaga dan duit rakyat. Dipetik kata Tun Mahathir, tiada guna jika buat debat di Malaysia. Rakyat Malaysia hanya akan menyokong orang parti mereka, walaupun jika orang parti itu salah sama sekali.

8. Debat begini tak berguna, selagi mentaliti rakyat tak berubah. Selagi atitud rakyat tak berubah. Termaksud mentaliti kau dan aku.

9. Itulah orang kata, kadang-kadang bukan semuanya salah pemimpin. Rakyat banyak salahnya juga.

10. Yela, salah kau dan aku juga.

My Baby 'by'

Ever feeling sad losing somebody very memorable to you, somebody that might have changed you, but after a long sad period, you got her back?

Alaa you know, your baby la siapa lagi.

You might have so many chances to get her back, but you were always distracted. You prioritized other things, maybe football for example, and you just ignored her. Man just love to take things for granted right.

And when you got her back, you feel like its the best moment of your life, atleast for that instance. And no matter how akward your reunion was, or how tiring the date was, you just 'seize the moment'

I just felt exactly like this just now. At 6.30p.m. till 8 p.m. My best moment of my life.

Sentuh-sentuh sikit sudah.

Yeah, I got my baby back. My baby 'RUGBY'.

P/S: although I havent got the fitness back yet, but still. I am seizing the moment. Should cut down my nicotina intake i guess.

Pembantu Rumah Aku

Aku ada pembantu rumah @ maid. Ala sejak daripada aku sekolah rendah hinggalah kini. Mesti kena ada, aku ada adik kecil sekarang.

Maid aku yang sekarang baik orangnya. Antara yang paling baik berbanding sebelum-sebelum ini. Tapi kau nak tahu siapa lagi baik? Meestilah kerajaan Malaysia. Sebab dia nak bagi cuti sehari dalam seminggu untuk maid-maid di Malaysia ini.

Aku setuju yang mereka ini manusia juga, perlukan cuti. Mereka kenal erti penat juga. Tapi kalau bagi cuti wajib, mereka akan lepak sesama rakan-rakan mereka daripada negara mereka. Malaysia jadi tempat lepak Indonesian. Aku tak dapat bayang kesan buruknya kat masyarakat nanti. Ini aku ada satu cerita.

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Maid aku yang sebelum ini memang nampak sangat baik. Masak pun sedap sangat, bapak aku sangat suka. Mak aku yang garang pun lembut hati dengan maid yang ini. Maka pada Ogos lepas, mak aku bercita-cita mahu renovate rumah. Mula-mula panggil ada Cina Kontraktor. Sangat baik orangnya. Namun bila masuk kerja mengecat, kontraktor ini bawa masuk 3-4 orang lelaki indonesia untuk mengecat.

Dan apa lagi, maid aku pun berbaik-baik dengan pengecat-pengecat ini. Sedar tak sedar, satu hari mereka semua lesap. Dan barang-barang kemas mak aku pun lesap sekali. Termasuk dua buah laptop, 3 buah kamera dan macam-macam lagi.

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Itulah jadi, bila orang mereka ini dibiarkan rapat sesama mereka di negara ini.

Namun yang aku pelik, kes kecurian rumah aku ini tak masuk surat khabar. Tak dapat liputan media. Tak macam kes dera maid-maid indonesia, semua masuk muka depan akhbar.

Aku pun pelik, ini akhbar Malaysia ke Indonesia. Sebab tulisannya bahasa Inggeris.

p/s: Maku aku tidak bersetuju untuk diberikan cuti seminggu sekali bagi mereka. Mungkin sehari sebulan itu cukup. Atau majikan-majikan boleh beri kebebasan sedikit sehari seminggu untuk maid-maid ini menonton televisyen atau pergi bercuti bersama.

Itu hanya pendapat aku.

Bahasa ENGLISH

Aku serius dah plan nak tulis pasal samseng jalanan, tapi apa daya, samseng jalanan sendiri nak tahu mereka kena lulus English atau tak untuk dapat sijil SPM.

Dan mungkin untuk PMR dan UPSR juga nanti. Mana tau dieorang temui ajal sebelum sempat ambil SPM.

Antara benda yang aku amat bersyukur adalah dilahirkan dalam keluarg yang memang bertutur di dalam bahasa inggeris dan kemudiannya diterima masuk ke dalam sekolah menengah yang mediumnya English. Itu sebab aku tak kesah jika orang kata English aku boleh tahan bukan sebab usaha aku sendiri.

Dan aku tak kesah jika orang kata English aku lansung tak sedap.

Namun tak semua orang macam aku. Tak semua orang, ibu bapanya sedar kepentingan English. Tak semua orang boleh bertutur English di rumah. Tak semua orang digalakkan membaca buku English di rumah.

Tak semua orang suka prison break berbanding siri drama melayu.

Maka tidak adil bagi aku untuk bersetuju membuta tuli dengan cadangan Tan Sri Muhyiddin Yassin hanya kerana aku mampu lulus dengan mudah subjek English. Namun, aku masih sayangkan masa depan anak Malaysia kini untuk mengakui English itu sangat penting sebagai salah satu soft skill pelajar.

Namun jika sekarang cadangan ini diluluskan, habis orang melayu. Habis masa depan orang melayu. Bukan aku nak manjakan bangsa melayu, tapi perkara ini serius, Sikit betul kenalan bukan melayu aku yang tak reti cakap English. Sangat sedikit. Jika ada pun, adik mereka mesti cakap English berhabuk sebab parents dieorang suroh. Maka aku rasa, tempoh 5-10 tahun diperlukan untuk tempoh persediaan.

Masa ini perlu nak latih guru English mengajar dengan lebih menarik, macam guru aku di KYSM dan KMB. Masa ini perlu nak berkempen kuat untuk suruh ibu bapa galakkan anak membaca buku English. Masa ini baru anak melayu kita sedar belajar subjek lain gila-gila tak guna juga jika English merangkak-rangkak. Mungkin masa inilah ibu bapa mereka sedar sekali. Masa ini perlu untuk latih anak-anak Malaysia, daripada tadika lagi, untuk mahir tatabahasa dan perkara asas English.

Masa aku dulu, tidak ada semua itu. Sebab itu aku tulis dalam BAHASA melayu, bukan ENGLISH.

*Namun subjek English SPM hanya uji tatabahsa dan penulisan, dan tidak uji lansung percakapan anak-anak Malaysia bertutur English. Benda ini perlu gak diteliti, jika tak, baik kekal sistem sekarang ini.

Raja sehari

Aku ingat lagi 12 tahun lepas, aku dapat duit RM 5 yang dilipat-lipat jadi bentuk bunga. Serius cun. Aku pin kat dada aku, pastu sangkut satu kain buruk kat bahu kanan. Macam hero hindustan. Carik meja yang awek-awek cun, itulah jadi meja yang aku lap. Memang tak macho, tapi umur baru 7 tahun, cukup laa dapat belas kasihan dan pujian rajin. Boleh bawak tidur malam.

Lagipun itu kerja kahwin pak cik aku, bukan aku punya.

Tapi itu semua 12 tahun lepas. Lepas tu ada juga tolong-tolong kat kawasan rumah aku. Rewang la orang panggil. Tapi semua dah tak sama macam dulu, orang anggap aku macam budak caterer. Niat di hati baik nak tolong, gaji 1 sen pun tak amik, awek satu pun tiada yang cun. Sakit hati saja yang dapat, tapi tak kisahlaa.

Alaa kata khidmat masyarakat.

Dulu pak cik aku kahwin, yang bangga bunga RM 5 di dada semua saudara-saudara ataupun makcik-makcik aku. Mana ada orang luar. Orang luar datang makan sahaja. Atau tolong cuci pinggan dan tukang masak. Sekarang yang aku tengok, mana ada bunga RM 5 di dada. Yang ada cuma baju seragam ibarat uniform BTN, tak sabar tunggu turn mahu karaoke untuk pengantin.

Dulu seronok tak usah cakap, tiga hari sebelum dah penuh rumah nenek aku semua saudara pulang ke kampung. Bergusti lelaki perempuan tiada beza punya. Memang sesi mengumpat jadi tabiat semua, tapi ukhwah sesama keluarga memang tanpa semena-mena akrab semula, walaupun buat sehari. Tapi kini, keluarga salam-salam, makan-makan, bagi duit, salam-salam semula, dan sambung mengumpat dalam kereta.

Alaa biasalaa, dunia dah berubah. Semakin moden.

Mak aku dah cakap, adik beradik aku semua kahwin di dewan. Tiada rewang, tiada bunga RM 5. Aku tak mahu bantah sekarang, sebab aku tak tahu dunia macam mana nanti waktu itu.

Alaa, dunia berubah kan?

Coach KAr_TA

1. Saya memang suka bersukan, lebih-lebih lagi apabila ianya kompetitif.Maka sejak daripada KYS dulu, saya menyertai pasukan ragbi dan hoki

2. Antara benda yang saya paling ingat tentang sukan yang saya ceburi adalah jurulatih atau 'coach' saya. Terutamanya, coach K.A.

3. Daripada KYS, ke Matriks, hinggalah ke KMB, memang banyak pengalaman saya dengan coach-coach saya. Ada yang memang bagus, ada yang buat-buat bagus, ada yang senyap ketika game, ada yang bising maki referee, ada yang tenang, ada yang gelabah.

4. Sekarang semua itu hampir pasti berakhir untuk saya. Kecuali laa kat universiti nanti saya masih cukup fit untuk bertanding kompetitif. Alaa tapi memang daripada dulu saya tak pernah fit. Masuk juga team.

5. Nak jaga fitness, tadi saya pergi jogging dekat Bukit Serindit. Nampak ada kejohanan bola antara daerah Melaka. Ada kategori sekolah rendah, ada kategori sekolah menengah. Saya agak kagum kehebatan budak-budak ni. Serius tak tipu.

6. Namun yang saya kecewa, perangai coach-coach mereka di luar padang.

7. Ada yang saya terdengar suruh pemain-pemainnya main kasar. Ada yang ajar pemain-pemainnya untuk kutuk pengadil. Ada yang suka penonton memaki hamun pihak lawan. Ada juga yang macam bagus kutuk cara permainan pihak lawan, namun pihak lawan juga yang menang.Saya senyum saja.

8. Ramai orang kata, kehebatan sesebuah pasukan itu bergantung kepada kehebatan pemain-pemainnya. Saya setuju.

9. Namun yang lebih saya setuju, perangai dan sikap sesebuah pasukan itu bergantung kepada Coach mereka.

10. Maka tak terkejutlah saya, Melaka tak sehebat mana dalam arena bola sepak tanah air.

Malaysia Education System

I had undergone 11 years of Malaysia Education system. And I am thankful to that system, because I am what I am now.

I have been quite succesful in Malaysia Education system, but I am not very proud with that achievement.But that is how I know I am capable of forking out large sum of knowledges in crucial times called examination.

I took 12 subjects during my SPM, and I am never proud of that numbers. All I know, it will be a big advantage when I am applying for scholarships.

I live with fellow students who would like to study as many academic subjects as they are capable of. Because they want scholarships.

I am a student from Malaysia Education system. And I am a Malaysian.But tonight, I feel prouder to be a student from Malaysia Education System and a Malaysian.

Because I know we have Tan Sri Muhyiddin Yassin as our education minister, who are trying to change this education system to a more all rounded, less exam oriented system.

No more 23 nor 25 1A'S in SPM

Kolej MARA Banting : Finale.

When I watched the finale of Prison Break, I almost fall into tears. When I was leaving KMB just now, I almost fell into tears again.

I am telling you the truth.

It seems like today was the day when my parents and I was searching for a hotel in Banting to have some rest before I registered in KMB. The day when me and haziq was announced roomate, and I was officially a KMBian.

Do not get me wrong. I did not almost cry for Kolej MARA Banting. I did that for my friends. My real friends. and of course for the teachers too.

I would really like to thank IBO for creating the program as two years. Because of that, I met two groups of incredible friends. Incredible does not do justice.They are more then that.

Blok A crew and Geng tangga. To you, I owe everything, for the tiny piece of love I have for KMB. With you, I own every single memories that I have in KMB. For you, my thanks will be for as you helped me to feel that the two years of KMB passed through in a blink of eye.

Solte a alma 2008 and 2009, Outing ke Alamanda, daripada belum ada GSC hingga laa ada, Main futsal tiap-tiap petang 2008, main bola tiap-tiap petang 2009, Lepak-lepak borak borak, ketawa sana-sini, lepak belakang blok pun best, lepak b126 pun boleh tahan, malam P. ramlee, dan macam-macam lagi.

You guys made my KMB days. You built those days.

And for the teachers, I owe forgiveness and thank you, the biggest a student can owe his teacher.

Bearing with my attitudes, giving me advises which you know I wont follow, you handed me in to the director two time in two years because I was always late to your class. I did all the bad things a student can do to his teachers. but you repay those things with the best lessons a teacher can give her student.

Madam Anita, Puan Siti Fathimoh, Madam Norsiah, Madam Yantie, Madam Asima, Madam Zaiton, Madam Hidayah, Madam Fazlinda, mdm Rozana, Madam Azahana, and every teachers and staffs who have helped me, I owe you all a very big 'THANK YOU'.

And others, we might had a little chat once in a while. Or we may have meet each other and raise our eyebrows to show respect, or we might share the same table in DS dirong lunch, or play for the same team waktu futsal or bola, or maybe aku pernah score waktu kau jadi goalkeeper, atau aku pernah save penalty yang kau amik, you might have wrote a blogpost about me and we started being friends since then, or maybe I have a crushed on you and vice verca Or you might have took my ciggies, or I took yours, or you might have thought that I was laughing at you when I was actually laughing at myself, or we might have some fights that was settled and now we are talking again, or I might have criticized you, or you may have criticized me, or maybe you were behind me in the queue in Coop, or you might be very close to me that we talked at least once each week, or quite close to me that we talk atleast once each month, or you barely knows me and we talk to each other just once a year, or we might have just said hi once and thats it,

or maybe, we shared glimpses of each other, acknowledging others present in KMB.

To 'those 'you's, I wish you goodluck in life. and goodbye too.

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I'll stick to my opinion, I do not love KMB. But I do thanks KMB for providing me with friends that I can love.

and yeah thank you KMB for this too.

My most loyal friends in KMB.
23-6-2007 till 23-05-2009
Last in action: 3 on 3 futsal behind block A. 3 A.M., May 23th.

Now , I have few drops of tears already.

This is the truth too.

Who are the real you?

'I never be myself when I was with her.'

' Aku confuse dengan personaliti kau. Kau suka senyap ke bising?'

' Kat facebook kau stylo, kat ym kau gedik, tapi bila reality kau macho.'

'Now I know the real you, I can only be your friend.'

' Try your best to be the real you, okay?


Fuck personality splits. The harder you try, the further you are from being yourself. Just be the real you.

But the most fucked up question is, who are the real you?

When everything is ending.

Ending, I never said it has ended.

But yeah maybe it all seems have ended.

Barclays Premier League had a champion already. Yes yes glory glory man utd. One more match to go, play for your pride other teams. But the trophy already has Man Utd name carved on it.

Sadly to say, for the third time in a row.

Prison Break has ended. It is the best series ever. Perfect finale, great touching ending. But well yeah, there are another two additional episodes. Pemanis bagi kuih sudah cukup sedap sekali.

And well yeah my journey in KMB is nearing its end. 5 more papers to go, 5 more days left. Cant believe I completed my two years stint here, cant wait to leave either.

However, it still carved its name in a little piece of my hearts. Thank you friends, thank you teachers.

When newspapers are just like blogs

or otherwise.

I was searching at google, and most searches ended up with links to blogs. I was intimidated, as I was trying to find a very neutral, true source of informations.

I always perceived information on blogs as one sided, as it is based on the bloggers opinion. It is hard to find a neutral blogger nowadays.

But it crossed my thought that how writings in newspapers can be just as one sided as blogs are.

That is when newspapers are just like blogs.

13 Mei 1969

Eh silap. 2009 rupanya. Alaa takpela, beza 40 tahun aja.

Perkauman pun sama saja aku rasa. Hindraf masih ada. Namewee pun wujud lagi. Aku rasa saja, sebab tahun 1969 aku sperma pun bukan.

Orang dah berubah mungkin sekarang. Kurang rasa perkauman mungkin. Classmate aku saling ejek mengejek perkauman macam tiada hal. Macam lawak nabil raja lawak aja. Tiada siapa terasa agaknya. Itu aku rasa saja, mana tahu diaorang pendam dalam.

Aku ada dua orang rakan Cina di KMB yang suka main bola. Tapi sekarang, di padang bola kelibat mereka lansung tak ada. Silap aku mungkin, dulu selalu perli mereka. Bukan perli perkauman, tapi perli tamak. Itu yang terus lama dah tak turun. Nanti laa aku ajak mereka turun. Dah lama aku tak rasa semangat perpaduan kat padang.

Dulu aku di SEGi college, rakan aku semua chinese dan indian. Kini aku di Banting, susah betul nak berkawan antara bangsa. Ego aku agaknya, bukan sebab perkauman, tetapi sebab gred markah yang ketara jurangnya. Silap aku lagi.

Besok 13 Mei 2009. Aku baru lebih kurang umur 19 tahun. Kalau aku lahir 21 tahun lebih awal, mungkin aku bukan sebegini. Mungkin akan aku lebih berfikiran terbuka. Mungkin aku akan lebihmenghargai perpaduan.

Besok 13 Mei 2009. Memang aku tak sempat rasakan 13 Mei 1969. Tetapi aku sempat merasakan perpaduan antara kaum yang indah sekali . Aku punyai rakan bukan melayu yang sungguh baik hati sekali. Aku punyai Malaysia yang aku sungguh sayang sekali.

Besok 13 Mei 2009, akan aku cuba sedaya mampu utuhkan ssemula perpaduan yang semakin retak.



RUKUN NEGARA

1.Kepercayaan kepada tuhan.
2. Kesetiaan kepada raja dan negara.
3. Keluhuran Perlembagaan.
4. Kedaulatan Undang-Undang.
5. Kesopanan dan Kesusilaan

Terima Kasih Air Mineral Cactus.

My Breakup

She was among all, my most loyal lover. She was. Not anymore.

The love story started 11 years back. When I was still at my primary school. Met her everyday. During class, during evening time, and surely after dinner. We did not dine together mind you, and I was at that time not exactly the same like now. I was a good boy. So we did not hang out. We just stayed in my house, chilling out, talking about our day.

And as any other beautiful, fairytale love story will undergo, our love continues to blossom. The whole five years at High School were fantastic. There were a few ups and downs especially during form four where I was still struggling coping with my new way of learning. Basically a new life. But still I love her very much. And I am very sure she loves me that much too. You want to know why, because I am the best man to handle her.

Sorry typo, I was the best.

And then here comes IB. Here comes KMB. I should say this was the turning point of our love. More fights happened, unavoidable fights. I started not to love her that much, and I guess the same thing goes to her. We fought everyday, but the unforgettable history behind us hold our loves together.Two years it was, and we both think thats enough.

So we broke up.

Exactly at 11 a.m. today (Friday), we broke up. It was all tears and laughters. But it was the end of story. The 11 years old relationships had just disappeared. In the toilet, I was laughing in tears.

I loved you, and I will always do.No matter how much hell you put me through.

Goodbye Mathematics.

Till next time.

You Know the time where,

people like me will stop blogging, atleast for a little while?

No no not this time. Laptop aku masihh sihat seadanya.



You know the time where you have to give your everything? The do or die time?

No no not again, not this time. IB Finals is not the end of the world.



You know the time where you try your best to achieve something, not totally for yourself?

This is the time. Exactly.

Thank you for everything Baba and Ibu. I mean it this time.

Goodluck to All

The young gunners. You know I love you all, so play for the love.

Yes for the love of football too. Jangan main macam Chelsea semalam. There was no love for football, just love for the trophy. Which you wont obtain.

Gunners, play your best of football. Winning by a margin of 3 goals is a bonus.Bonus so that I will not have to jeopardize my biology paper 1 and paper 2. Please.

Yela yela Goodluck to all for the IB finals too.

Saya sayang KOLEJ saya.

Kolej Yayasan Saad laa. Takkan Banting kut.

Boys turned Men

I thought they have changed during the exits at champ league quarter finals to Liverpool last year.

I was wrong.


I thought Diaby will be a consistent performer this season.

I was wrong.


I thought superstar with the likes of Drogba and Ballack have professionality which is at the best.

Again, I was wrong. Fuck Drogba. Not for the goal, but for the falls. Anyway, nice idea to make Silvestre looks like handing the ball. Unfortunately, the referee is not as stupid as your fans who called for penalty.


I thought we will make it to the FA final.

I was wrong.


I think Arsenal boys will turn to be men after last night.

That one, I am sure I'll be right.


p/s: I thought Adebayor sucks!

That one, I will always be right.




Love hurts.

My Future Guess

A conversation between a father and his 14 years old son:


Father: I have an advise for you dear son.

Son: What is it papi?

Father: If 20 years back, I'll advise you to read as many english books and watch as many english movies as possible. Just to improve your english.

Son: So that includes finding as many English Girlfriends right papi?

Father: Yes absolutely. And if its 10 years back, I will advise you to play as much computer games as you can, and learn to surf the internet, and master all the stupid things Bill Gates created.

Son:Porno?

Father : No not that one son. But now, I only have one advise. Go join any debating societies. Go join any forums or convention. It will be the in-thing in future.

Son: Oh my god that sounds gay.

Father: Then it suits you perfectly.