Ini semua Poyo....

Rase nk lempang je status angkuh seorg rakan yg mengatakan duit BR1M rm500 tu, beli susu anak dia sebulan pun xlepas apetah lagi utk beli brg runcit setahun....mungkin dia pun bermasalah so xbley breast feed or bg anak minum susu murah...tp perlu ke memperlekeh kan duit BR1M sampai macam tu sekali? Teringat aku pada murid2 aku yg betul2 susah di kampung...rm500 bg mak bapak diorg amat besar...duit itu cukup beli beras setahun....kot ye pun ko nak menghina kerajaan or nak menghina PM...tp ayat tu sila jaga...setiap cikgu kat sekolah tahu berapa banyak zakat, bantuan baitulmal, bantuan JKM dan bantuan ihsan kerajaan, RMT, program susu dan vitamin yang diperuntukkan untuk pelajar-pelajar..seburuk2 kerajaan yg korang kutuk ni skang bagi pendidikan  percuma utk primary education dgn secondary education. Kerajaan memang xperfect, corrupt.....tp xde semua yg diorg buat korang boleh perlekehkan...cuba jadi manusia yang ada otak yang boleh membezakan ideologi politik dengan kehidupan sebenar..kalau kau tak mampu membantu...jgn kritik apa yg orang lain buat...at least aku main peranan untuk bentuk generasi masa depan jadi orang berguna...kau buat apa...menghentam mengutuk kerajaan...tapi ape sumbangan ko kepada negara ko...ooopsss....aku lupe...ko byr income tax.....puihhhh....tokey casino Genting yg byr  million2 income tax pun xbising macam ko....
and lagi satu...pergh...sedap ayat minah ni...kata rm10 xbley beli apa kt Malaysia...tp klu 10 sing Dollar, byk bley beli....terguling aku jap....ko try beli air mineral kt Singapore dgn 10 Sing Dollar tu...tgk berapa botol ko bley beli....lecturer aku kata..."when talking about how Malaysia wants to stop the water supply to Singapore....I sense the real terror in their eyes..." coz rakan2 sekalian, the water at the moment we speak now is damn expensive there..ko try g beli murtabak singapore dekat restoran zam zam dgn duit 10 sing Dollar tu...dapat x?..aku beli murtabak ayam Malaysia paling mahal kat Restoran Q Bistro pun baru rm6.00++...do the math la sis...  unless klu ko convert duit 10 sing Dollar tu ke rm or rupiah....bley la beli kain batik dua pasang kt Tanjung Balai....
Kalau Malaysia nak naikkan value rm....boleh je....tp dgn kos sedia ada sekarang ni...ko mampu? flat HDB skang pun arge nak dekat 2 juta....klu xkawin xbley beli rumah....kene tunggu mak bapak mati...baru bley waris rumah....itu pun kena kawin dulu....don't always look at the greener side la....sampai ko lupa comfort yg ade kat tempat sendiri....
Sama juga, bila orang asik cakap....Malaysia ni dah xselamat...polis makan gaji buta....well polis memang sepatutnya jalankan tanggungjawab...tp HELLO....look at the mirror please....bile ko nampak org bergaduh tgh jalan....or kene rompak...kene ragut....berapa percentage yg akan tolong...bile ko tgk jiran ko bertengkar...terjerit pekik...berapa ramai yg pergi ketuk pintu rumah diorg....alih2...bila de bini ke, anak ke, or laki mati kena bunuh....keluar la jawapan cliche dari jiran tetangga "oh...kami memang selalu nampak kesan lebam pada mangsa, ibu mangsa memang selalu memukul mangsa, pasangan ini memang kerap bertengkar....bla bla bla...."tp coz bukan masalah ko...ko malas nak amik port kan....sedangkan nampak kucing kena sepak pun...ko buat dek....orang buta nk lintas jalan ko pandang lalu je....orang tua dlm LRT pun ko xbg tempat duduk....walaupun kes culik budak makin berleluasa...tp masih ramai mak bapak yg lambat ambil anak dari sekolah, tinggalkan anak dalam kereta, or biarkan anak pergi kedai sendiri....
quoted from my coursemate "I would like to have a peace of mind knowing that my sister is safe although she walks alone in the middle of the night...even at 2am in the morning........" seriously dude...where do you think you live? Bandar Seri Begawan where the population is 400000 people....name me one place that have 100% certainty that you will be safe to walk alone at the middle of the night.....none....the predator is always lurking....you are the one who has to make a change...what kind of parents or brother who will let their daughter or sister go out at the middle of the night alone...you want an urban life, where life goes on 24 hours...you want to have some fun going to the club at the wee hour...or lepaking at some mamak stall....but the spillover effect of this so called urbanization is the increase of crime, bro..like the other side of the coin..you cannot just have one side....you must have both....does stopping the overflow of the migrants help in eradicating crime...statistic shows...the person who likely to kill you is someone who close to you who have an intimate relationship with you....so start using your brain and be good...change yourself...be more caring...more nosy...if there is a girl crying at the middle of the mall...stop and ask her what's wrong...if someone crying for help....go immediately to help them...if you are so scared to go alone to pick your car at the parking lot...insist for the guard to accompany you there..."just be vigilant and alert....crime will always happen...but we can change the way we deal with it...
Aku tau macam mane rasa takut...rumah aku pernah kena pecah masuk...sekali di rumah sewa...sekali di rumah aku di Ampang ni sendiri, and aku pernah face to face jumpe orang yg attemp nk pecah masuk rumah aku mase aku duk PJ dulu...kereta aku pernah kena pecah.....aku pernah duduk rumah sorang2....so aku bukak TV sampai pagi utk buat rumah aku bising...sebab tak mau pencuri masuk...and masa aku bwk kereta aku pernah kena ikut dgn motor 2 kali....nasib baik aku perasan and xstraight balik rumah...aku berhenti dekat depan kedai makan yg byk org...baru la motor tu chow...walaupun xde kes yg melibatkan hidup dan mati...but I had my share of fear and paranoia...but I blame the criminal, orang yg pecah masuk rumah aku..orang yg pecah masuk kereta aku...orang yg ikut kereta aku....bukan blame polis sebab xjaga...rumah sewa aku dulu...polis round setiap malam...bile aku call polis...xsampai 5 minit diorg dh respond...so they do their job...but since xde org terbunuh kan...dan cuma kehilangan harta benda je...so diorg xde la amik port sgt...so klu korg rase ape polis buat xcukup bagus...pe kate ko join persatuan penduduk or JKKK tempat ko....and buat aktiviti rukun tentangga waktu malam...aku kat Batu Pahat dulu join ok....coz aku duk sorg...n aku pompuan....so aku ase dgn care n buat aku ase selamat....so xyah nak kate aku poyo or pandai cakap je....
So....ideal world is not an easy path....lagi2 kalau semua orang tahu cakap...tau kritik tapi xbuat apa2 utk perubahan....start from yourself...jadilah orang yg menyumbang walaupun sedikit...bukan hanya tau mengambil dan terus mengambil....aku sedar diri xperfect...dan orang yg baca post ni pun mesti rase....owah Amy sangat poyo...tp skang baru puas ati aku....hahahahaha...ahhh...sunggu poyo....

A good news...perhaps....

I got the email just now, I kind of expecting going to Milan for my internship.....but it seems like the wind try to bring be to Frankfurt..and beggars can't be choosers right.....I totally have no clue about German...I was so preoccupied with the enchanting Italy and the story of good fellas and wiseguys....the land of Pompei....Vienna riverbank, Da Vinci last supper, Vatican City...and the city of fashion itself....never ever considered about Germany at all...hopefully, things will turn out ok....I'm wondering....will Frankfurt be enchanting enough....hahaha...my knowledge on German is limited to Volkswagen and beer fest ....and the subway tube.....i would like to see myself survive there....

It just how it ends....

A friend describes me as someone with erratic behavior....although I might look easy to be read but nothing about me is predictable...therefore, every time I come out with surprises...for people, they knew it all along, and kinda expected that...it just like a paradox...that I'm so random and being random is what people expected from me...
A friend said, that by aging...it makes me lame, that I whine more, that I shun myself from people, that I find fault in everything and I choose to avoid awkward situation. She said, years back...I was so quick with my words, I speak my mind freely, I was so brazen and strong, and I'm not the one who speak one thing and do another...I always stick to my word....almost all the time...
But now, I faltered...I am scared. I felt the old me, withered. There used to be a time that I'm so crazy about gadgetry...especially when it comes to gaming consoles,  I'm apt at building my own custom PC...I knew a lot about techie stuff, but now I don't even know that there is a video format called Matroshka. And I make a fool of myself in front of a boy 6 years younger than me, all along I thought Matroshka is a page that provide the sub...and he's so kind to explain it to me. Deep inside, he must be laughing at my foolishness...
 I'm lost at fixing my laptop. Window 7 is such a bitch and my current laptop doesn't have a CD drive. What the fuck is with this SVChost.exe keep occupying my CPU usage....a cousin suggested I open my laptop and take a look at a motherboard to figure out if there any fried pieces...I did...and I'm not able to find anything wrong, or I'm just plain stupid...that I should just pay someone else to do this for me...
Well, I guess it just me overreacting....but the feeling I have is comparable to the primadona who owns the stage, but realize she getting old and replaceable....I've reached the point that suddenly, I'm not good at anything even what I'm supposed to be good at...and of course it annoys me..
It's not only skill related things that i'm not good at...lately, it spread to my social contact, my inability to express my feelings, my anger and my frustration the right way. If it's one sided communication like this,I can do it easy, looking at the white screen and just typing craps....i could go on forever. But facing people, and simply tell them what's been bothering me without getting really angry is a bitch too....so I just suppress myself and in the end getting even more angry.
It's all about the small stuffs that I thought not worth mentioning, not worth to be brought up, not worth to even put so much thought into it....but it's been bugging me bit by bit....and eat me inside...at first I told myself, do not be bothered so much, it's not my problem at the first place, it's not my territory to meddle with, and it doesn't concern me. But, I've reached the limit, and my time bomb is ticked to zero. I just blew up. I just don't want to give a fuck.
A friend I just knew told me, to stop judging. That it's not good to judge. Little did she knew, I'm way past judging. If it's about something people did, and their foolishness or even their way to find escapism, I would tolerate that....but not knowing your boundaries, showing a full chunk of hypocrisy..have no or little respect on other people just because they think they are above everybody.....that makes me snap.
Other friend said, "I'm impressed that it takes you this long to snap....I have given up long time a go....and the  only thing that keep me going is you"....and I ask her "Is that so obvious?"....she replied by saying "heck, it's obvious" I asked her "So yo don't think what I did now, is a form of betrayal...and me telling you this stuff is not badmouthing?" She said "It's not a news...we always knew..and we kinda hope, that you'll be the one who do the last blow"...hahahaha....how foolish I am....but I'm too weak to even do that now....
A friend who never actually dare to said something so harsh to me actually said "Lately, you have become pathetic, I expected more from the old you...why are you so weak? why are you so scared to just tell the truth..to finish things off" and I tell her "It's not my place to say anything, it's not even my job to keep things at bay....people have their own life and priority...." she asked "so you just enjoying the show until that somebody hit rock bottom...don't you feel hurt? coz at the moment we speak, it's not only you...it's about other people that's been hurt...." damn it...I hurt people too.....i hurt them in every way....but...the difference is, some people decides to stay....
A friend asks "If you really do the last blow, what will happen? since you are the last in line" sigh....I used to worry about it too....but then I realize ...it's not my problem....people change, people get new friends everyday....I'm not needed as much as I used to....considering all factors....it just the perfect time to back off...now that I only think for myself....i can stop judging, I can stop messing my head about things non related to me...It's not like a have a responsibility to stay anyway.....there are things that I regret, there are things that I don't...I don't regret the friendship....I regret it takes longer for me to make up my mind...
A friend asks "So, What's next?"
Who knows....i haven't put much thought into it anyway....back then, there's always somebody who would entertain me about this issue, fueling the burning fire in me...there's always incident behind my back, in front of me, that added to the wound...it accumulating and it reach to the point...I don't want to care anymore, i stop giving excuses anymore...it's never my problem to start with...I've reached to the point that even if things go the way I expected it to be...the phrase "I told you so..." hold no meaning anymore......It just the way things are......it's nobody's fault....it just how things end.....
Now I'm gonna spend more time with people who really appreciate me for being there, who accept my foolishness, my weaknesses, who wouldn't be ashamed of me, who would still think I'm cool despite the fact that I'm changing into Miss Scrooge....who said "I miss you" to me.....and really mean it....I just hope, the karma won't get to me....although each day I wake up....I knew deep in my heart it will get to me sooner or later....but I've learnt my lesson....and I have to move on....face my own karma and deal with it.....
The moral of this story is....every time, you start to judge...look at yourself in the mirror, every time you try to want to read people and understand them, try to look at the mirror and read your own self first...every time you start thinking that you know better, just look at the mirror and ask yourself "do you even know who you are?".......

experience interview penduduk...

Sementara aku menunggu adik aku bangun untuk hantar aku g workshop amik kereta...alang2...aku update blog....last week...aku jadi enumerators untuk suruhanjaya tenaga, kena la gi perumahan perumahan di Malaysia...untuk jalankan kaji selidik tentang pematuhan keselamatan elektrik di kalangan pengguna....dari rumah kampung ke rumah high end....semua social starta perlu dijenguk untuk dijadikan sampel....aku mmg suka buat kerja2 macam ni...walaupun agak penat coz kita boleh jumpa orang secara terus...dari situ baru kita tahu apa yg sebenarnya berlaku....Aku dah pergi 4 kawasan perumah flat...dua di Shah Alam, satu di Damansara dan satu di Petaling Jaya...di Shah Alam...majoriti penduduknya bagus. Persekitaran rumah bersih, sampah xbanyak kelihatan, bila interview....even surirumah pun peka tentang keselamatan elektrik...memang wajar surirumah yg patut tahu...sebab banyak masalah kecemasan elektrik berlaku di rumah dan culpritnya kanak-kanak...maintainance soal ke dua...aku memang puji attitude diorg...kebersihan diorg dan kepekaan diorg....but things are different dekat dua tempat yg lain...Flora Damansara...bunyinya gah....tetapi, bila tengok dari atas ke bawah...pampers bertaburan...sampah2 diletakkan di depan rumah dan sangat berbau...aku sebagai penghuni rumah flat sendri...yg rasa penduduk tempat aku pun kadang2 macam xg sekolah pun tiba2 rasa bersyukur....belum masuk kes terserempak dgn mat2 gian..respond yg aku dapat pun pelik2.....so memang agak scary la experience aku sewaktu wat kajiselidik kat flora damansara...di flat taman dato harun pula...suasana agak gelap...kebersihan agak memuaskan, penduduk pun responsive...tetapi surirumahnya, dari segi pengetahuan agak terkebelakang...alasan yg diberi..."akak ni duk rumah je dik...ape pun tau"...hati aku bagai kena tumbuk, aku xboleh kalau orang perempuan dalam era millenium bg ayat mcm zaman 60 an punye...11 tahun ko mendapat pendidikan formal di Malaysia...unless kalau ko kawin awal n berhenti sekolah....so ayat "saya xtau apa2 tu...amat mencarik2 jantung feminisme aku....di saat perempuan di negara lain bertarung nyawa utk mendapatkan hak utk equal education....ko dgn rela hati melepaskan hak untuk mengambil tahu kerana ko surirumah..."
Kajiselidik di Kondo...lebih senang dapat respond...aku g Acapella dan Bayu Puteri...most of them sangat ramah...tp ade jugak yg condemn xhengat...mula2 aku seram juga...coz aku de perception residence dekat kondo ni agak individualistic dan materialistic...but kalau kite approach diorg dengan cara yg berhemah...diorg memang xde masalah berikan kerjasama...The same goes bila pergi taman perumahan...and rumah2 kampung....bila pergi ke Kampung Melayu Subang...pakcik2 di sana...yg sudah bersara memang knowledgable dan sangat responsive....banyak yg bagi cadangan yang membina....aku de gak sempat interview beberapa orang OKU....banyak yg diorg tahu pasal akta dan keselamatan elektrik...kelainan upaya x menghalang diorg untuk belajar...do aku yg sempurna sifat ni pun malu2 dgn diorg...
Aku disappointed sikit bile interview student U or kolej...aku sempat Interview budak UITM n MSU...hmm...banyak yg diorg xtau...or xmahu ambil tahu...respond pun kureng...tp xsemua....ada gak student yg bagus dan prihatin....terpulang kepada individu masing2....so aku sgt happy buat research macam ni....walaupun penat...n orang pun takut2...yelah sekarang ni orang nk menipu macam2 gaya...tp lepas dah diberi penerangan...pak guard pun sgt helpful siap bawak kitorg dari rumah ke rumah...management perumahan pun bg kerjasama....semua pun berjalan dengan lancar...and aku sendiri dapat belajar banyak perkara tentang rakyat Malaysia...contoh di Bayu Puteri...dalam 20 respondent aku....semua pun cakap management buat wiring dengan bagus...tapi ade satu uncle...complaint pasal rumahnya selalu overload...bila aku tanye power source nye 3 phase or single phase...dia xdpt bg jawapan...bila aku bg penerangan kt dia klu power source single phase maknanye kita tak boleh guna letrik berlebihan...sebab nanti overload...seterika, laptop, air cond, microwave and dapur elektrik tak boleh diguna kan serentak or share power source yg sama....sebab tu fius selalu tendang....klu pasang 3 phase pun tp kalau guna aircond 3 4 serentak, pasang lap top byk2,using macam kedai punya usage....pun fius tendang juga...bila aku explain gitu...uncle tu slow sikit.... the same mase aku g kt taman perumahan dato harun...de pakcik marah2...kononnya bil TNB rumah dia sampai rm200 sebulan...terdetik hati aku...aku kt rumah de 4 orang, pagi2 guna heater utk mandi, seterika, laptop, washing machine, peti ais, kipas, tv memang selalu gune...tp bil tiap2 bulan xpernah ag cecah rm40...so aku tanye pakcik tu...pakcik pasang aircond berapa banyak ye...dengan pantas die menjawab..."3 biji je...."....hmmm...padan la...aku cakap dalam hati je...nak cakap lebih...dia pun dah berumur....
Tapi dengan respond2 yg aku dapat,aku dapat belajar banyak perkara...contoh nya,1. rakyat tahu hak untuk membuat aduan...tp xambil tahu, 2. Rakyat tak tahu apa2, dan xmahu ambil tahu 3. Rakyat yang memang ambil tahu, dan gunakan hak untuk membuat aduan....so sedikit sebanyak, aku dapat rasakan susah pembuat dasar...nak berfikir...macam mana nak mendidik orang ramai, macam mana nak buat dasar yg xmembeban orang ramai....sebab aku sendri yg jadi macai di bawah ni pun...mengeluh juga bila nak berdepan dengan rakyat...tp ada baik nya pembuat dasar sendiri ambil masa turun padang, selami hati rakyat...fahami masalah mereka...sebelum keluarkan sesuatu dasar...research je xcukup...sentuhan personal tu penting, sentimen tu penting...aku sendri rase sgt rendah diri dan humble...sebab bila duduk dengan penduduk2 ni...cerita pasal elektrik, pengalaman diorg, beban diorg....tp xboleh nak buat ape2.....ape yg aku boleh buat adalah sebarkan no hotline Suruhanjaya Tenaga kepada semua respondent yg aku interview, supaya diorg pulak boleh sebarkan kat kenalan diorg....

bad breath....

I wake up with the constant stabbing pain at my upper right jaw from the front to the back. My throat is sore. My nostril feel itchy. It's not pleasant. I've been suffering the same thing after the infection. It keeps getting worse. And my breath stink.
At first, I thought it's because of my teeth. But I'm the diligent type. I brush my teeth, I floss. I use mouthwash. I go to dentist for scaling and filling. I polish my teeth. The dentist says that my teeth are clean. The problem it's not my teeth.
One day, my jaw hurt really bad that I felt like pulling off all my teeth at once. I straightaway went to the dentist. The dentist said, it's not my teeth that caused the pain. He pressed my upper cheek and my forehead. It was painful. The dentist referred me to ENT at PPUM. The doctor said I have sinus infection. I was given antibiotic and some medicine to control it. She said, the infection gave me the bad breath.
I thought after a dosage of antibiotic. things would get better. But the doc said. The infection at the sinus area takes time to recover. because our sinus cavity is always wet, plus I have a sensitive nose and allergies that will keep producing the mucus.The living place of the culprit. So therefore although I take the antibiotic, the bacteria will not be ridden so easily. Most of the time. It develops immunity. I took the medicine to dry up my mucus. But the dosage is quite heavy back then, it caused me to feel sleepy and dizzy most of the time. but later, I got used to it. But after 2 years. it doesn't make a different. I've been through numbers of antibiotics with variation of dosage from Augmentine to avelox to Zinmat. Avelox caused me depression and tremor as the side effect and Augmentin made me bleed. But dosage after dosage. The problem still remain.
Every time I wake up, the pain exist and the taste that lingers in my mouth is bitter. I can't help it that my nose is sensitive. we are talking about Malaysia where the spores are everywhere. The food we ate has toxin too. When it comes to the food I eat,i'm allergic to belacan, keropok lekor, prawn, squid, crab, budu, cincaluk, cili api, dried shrimp.....these are the basic ingredient in Malaysia dishes.....that's why i prefer to eat western food...When it comes to the air I breath, the haze, the pollen, the spores, the unknown metal particles, the heavy chemical particles triggers my allergic reaction..it' produces more mucus  and it makes my whole skin itchy..I'm constantly dependent on antihistamine to contain it. But in the long run, it caused my nose to become more sensitive than ever.
As the last resort, the doc suggested operation. I went along with the plan. Anything that make me better. I'm on it. The operation did work temporarily. I am no longer coughing like mad. I used to cough endlessly because of the mucus. I no longer have runny nose that block my nostril. But the problem with the bad breath comes after 2 or 3 weeks...after the bacteria manage to overcome the antibiotic. So the doctor decided, no more antibiotic. The doc said, there's a possibility...the bacteria were immune with antibiotic. The doc stop all the medication. So at the moment, I'm on the medication detox. I take no pill, except for the antihistamine and drink lots of orange juice.
But i have to see people, interact with people. People are judgmental, they are the creature of judgement. I can't go around telling people my sad story to each of them and hope they will understand. When I am with the kids, they often ask, and I explain to them. No, my teeth is not rotten. It's my nose. Sooner or later, they get over it. But, it's a different story with adult. adults are not so accepting as the kids. They don't try to understand, they avoid it.
I don't want to make people be uncomfortable around me. I feel uncomfortable too. It's my fucking breath. It's my life, my job. It caused me to have inferiority complex. Every time I see people, I try not to be paranoid. They judge. Because if i were in their position. I would judge too. That's why I don't want to hang out in the big crowd, I don't want to know someone new. Who doesn't have any idea about my problem. It's kind of hard to interact. I try to distance myself from people. But in reality, I can't.
My mom keep insisting that I have to get married any sooner. but with the condition I have. There's no way I'm going to embarrass myself out there and be judged by the guy I met. No freaking way. I don't know when will this problem of mine will be cured. And I don't want to make people understand and symphatize with me. I just want them to leave me alone until I'm able to cure it.

What da heck....ilang respect aku kt minah ni...

Sebelum ni, aku sgt respect dgn minah ni. Well, since aku mule2 de Fb, memang aku purposely add die, nizam zakaria and imran ajmain coz tiga2 ni, memang aktif menulis dekat FB notes....dulu xde FB subscribe mcm skang ni, xde fan page pun....so klu nk get in touch...memang kene add direct....but then time tu mereka bertiga tidak sepopular sekarang....coz time tu baru naik...and ideas diorg...penulisan diorg, mmg aku minat....but then things change, Imran ajmain bukak fan page kt FB..and dieactivate fb die.n die pun dah  xmenulis di fb notes ag...nizam lak, pas jd director pun.pun same..sudah jarang sgt menulis...so aku pun hilang interest...and minah ni pulak...buat lirik lagu memang best gile...dulu selalu la die post puisi or cerita2 yg best...so walaupun aku xfollow lagi Imran ajmain dgn nizam zakaria...aku masih follow minah ni...
but things change...dulu die xlawa sekarang...kirenye humble and down to earth...nak post gambar sendri kt fb pun susah....tp sejak dah glemer...dan bergaul dgn nyah2 ni...memang dah pandai melawa dan camwhoring...aku respectla dgn perubahan die...dari xlawa mane jd lawa...aku xkisah pun die post gambar sexy...itu hak die...tp sejak akhir2 ni, die byk update status byk citer pasal die xsuke pasal laki ajak die tidur la, nk bayar die la, bla bla bla...lelaki miang la...and die kecik hati bile de rakan artis tanye die menjual ke.....sentap dowh...hmmm...aku faham perasaan die...laki memang gatal...dah dapat tgk free, mesti nk try rase free pulak...hang pakai sexy giler...hang xbley la nak expect laki xde mata...aku pun benci laki pandang2 aku macam nak telan..tp dari aku buang masa ceramah kt laki yg memang otak letak kt anu tentang mereka perlu mengawal nafsu serakah mereka...baik aku pakai baju sopan2 sket....hak tuih...jantan ni...klu ko pakai jubah labuh satu badan pun diorg sangap....but then, utk keselesaan sendri...terpulanglah pade yg tuan punya badan....
aku pun dh xde hati nk follow die sgt coz, asik2 letak gambar tayang badan, tayang lurah, tayang peha...well, aku ni pun bukannye baik sgt...de je gambar aku yg sexy....but then xde la aku camwhore hari2 depan kamera wat photo update lak pakai baju tido, pakai skirt pendek, pakai baju nampak lurah....kalau aku buat confirm pastu dapat private msg byk 2 dari lelaki durjana...dan penerajang dari mak aku sekali....
Oleh kerana aku skang ni asik mengadap FB, so aku terperasan small details yg aku jarang nk amik peduli sebelum ni, part recommended page....recommended page ni ade lah page nk friends ko kt fb like...so fb akan cadangkan kat ko utk like juge...aku bukak le recommended page ni....Alhamdulillah...semua pun yg elok2...hohoho...mane2 kwn fb aku yg macam haram perangainye...terutama lelaki durjana...walaupun kawan sendri memang aku delete mentah2....so aku tau kawan2 fb aku sopan2 orang nye....sampai la ke satu page ni....KL ESCORT...wat the heck????? siapakah sang durjana yg pergi meng "like" KL ESCORT ni...aku pun...dgn busybodynyer...g la menyiasat siapakah sang durjana itu...well, when it comes to doing something not beneficial and totally waste of time...aku memang resourceful...and aku find out...org yg like KL ESCORT tu de lah minah ni....
Haloooooo....ko punye la mempertahankan diri ko yg ko xjual badan ko...yg ko sexy utk kepuasan diri...but what the heck....mujur aku bukan wartawan...or fan yg suke melihat kejatuhan orang lain...klu x, dah lame aku anta email kat Beautifulnara ke, rotikaya ke...hmmm....hilang terus dah sisa2 respect aku kt minah ni....dah le de orang kate ko sebenarnye transvestite la, khunsa la...aku tetap sokong ko...sebab lagu ko best....now that I know ko menjual...hmmm...no more...and be careful what you do on the internet...klu aku bley dapat tahu...orang lain pun bley juge....

PMR result....

Hohoho....PMR result dah kuar.....semua orang pakat2 post slip periksa adik masing2 di FB.....sambil puji-pujian bagai...ahaks...nasib baik time kite dulu...fb xde ag...well, congratz to SABians yg masih mengekalkan ranking the best sekolah harian di KL.....hahaha...teringin aku nk menganjing seseorang....yg kate begini "at least PM study kt sekolah aku, sekolah ko....setakat Yusoff Haslam jerrrrrrr...pe kellassss...." dan yg sewaktu dgn nyer....suddenly Ewwww kepada diri sendiri kerana so high school giler up sekolah sendri....but agak terkejut coz student SAB dah ramai....time kitorg dulu max 100 lebih je satu batch...itu pun kena tambah kelas...but these days....one batch can reach 300....maybe SAB dah buat expansion...or memang ramai budak pandai2 sekarang..
Tapi jeles wes, time aku dulu time amik result PMR....xde sape pun ikut...hoho...dilema ibubapa yg bekerja la katekan....dapat result terus call mak aku.."mak, I dapat 8A" and mak aku kate "ok, tahniah"and letak phone....xigt de wat celebration ke.....yelah dah lama perkara itu berlaku....and xdpt present pun....well, it's ok...coz aku belajar bukan nak dapat hadiah...but untuk kepuasan diri sendri...hahaha...ayat standard...
Tapi budak2 sekarang....xyah result PMR...dapat nombor satu time peperiksaan akhir tahun pun, dah request macam2...contoh terdekat....adik aku itu...klu xde reward, jgn harap la die nk belajar....sungguh berbeza....zaman aku dulu....xde maknenye ko nak request dapat handphone ke, dlsr kamera ke, basikal fixie ke, ps3 ke..atas kecemerlangan akademik ko..hahaha...sebab time tu mende2 nih xwujud ag.....or kalau wujud pun....sangat mahal....and it's not a necessity...so kalau dapat makan kfc...pun dah kire ok.....
but mentality sudah berubah, parents nowadays cenderung untuk membiasakan anak2 bergantung kepada material comfort...or maybe budak2 yg peer pressure.....
Kids nowadays grow up too quick, learn too fast, and what's scary...when they fall, they fall too deep....it reminds me of the Captain America quote "Big man in a suit of armour..take that off, what are you?" macam xde kene mengena kan...hahaha...well, armour tu symbolism of our material belongings...bile kita ade semua benda tu...kita rase complete...kita rasa besar, selesa...comfortable....we feel like we have everything....but then....when those armour are stripped away from us.....what's left? so i really have no idea, if we keep on feeding these type of armour to shield the kids from the harsh world....are we really do them good?
It's a challenge to raise children in this era....i don't have one yet...but i have living proofs of two in my house..so i guess i have an idea what the parents out there are going through....and xyah la buang mase bg ceramah free yg bermula dengan ayat "time kitorg dulu....." sgt mencurah air ke daun keladi...pe diorg kisah....
But then, as parents....bersederhanalah dalam memenuhi permintaan anak2.....because in life...nobody cares....and cube reverse saiko budak2....bawak g tempat orang susah, bawak diorg g jenguk rumah anak2 yatim...bawak melancong tempat2 yg bagi budak insaf sikit...well, aku cube dari semasa ke semasa bawak adik aku g tempat2 macam ni...biar die berotak sikit....teringat aku mase g wat volunteer work kat rumah anak yatim tunku budriah....bila aku bg chocolate...diorg makan kt situ juga....cepat2 habiskan...aku kate "kalau x habis...simpan dulu...nanti makan lagi" budak2 jawab "kalau x makan sekarang, dah xdpt nk makan lagi...coz senior akan selongkar locker diorg every time ade orang datang wat volunteer work and rampas barang2 yg diorg dapat....see...dekat rumah anak yatim pun de gangster ok....ko nak lari mane dah bile duduk dalam tu....mak bapak xde nk backing ko...klu report kat warden, lunyai ko kene belasah.....same goes mase aku wat program anak angkat kt besut....aku spend 2 days je dgn budak2...tp mase balik diorg de yg nangis2....rase diri dihargai kejap....coz aku xdpt duit sesen pun buat kerja nih....feeling tu xsame macam aku g mengajar kt sekolah....coz budak2 tau...aku dapat gaji ajar diorg...so pun xde lah nak hargai gile2 ape yg aku buat....coz they know I'm paid to do that...and aku pun...klu budak sudah kerek sangat...ditambah dengan parents yg what de heck..pe aku kisah nak kembalikan mereka ke jalan yg benar....janji gaji aku masuk....
owah...sudah melalut2 aku ini....baik aku juga kembali ke pangkal jalan.....sekian terima kasih....