Hachiko

Salam to all.

It's been awhile since last I updated my blog. Feel kinda busy. Seriously. Lot and lots of thing I must read, plus, with a super intensive badminton training because I'm playing single. And I really am 'single' too. Fine. At last after much reading these few days, today I FINALLY can really hook up with my blog again, since I read all those books because I've got a test and a physiology class today. Today's topic was VISION. So, need to read em' all. Actually I wasn't reading at all. I just opened my notebook, then I re-typed and re-arranged those information in Microsoft One Note. Coz' I was busy preparing for my biochemistry test, which was today. And at last it went away smoothly as my biochemistry lecturer told me "now you are in good direction". I was like -.-"". Lol 'good direction'? But I got what he meant. It's a norm in here we (the Malaysians) just understand by 'ouh, I get what he means' because their English aren't so great at all like, if normally we used to say that 'you can enter this room'. My lecturer says 'you PENETRATE this room'. LOL. Sperms? I'm no good in English too. So, no need to boo him. Boo me thousand times, coz' I respect him.

But, seriously, he is great. I mean really really great. He's not like us. Like us, is like, we study, we MEMORIZE the theory. He's not. Some other time, he opposes the theory that the scientist made. Seriously, to all my friends in here (in case you are reading this), if you guys wanna extra knowledge which is totally purely from Russia and seriously helps you guys in the future, don't stick your ass to the chair and kiss the computer screen, go ask your lecturer if you didn't understand anything. He/she'll explain you, plus, with an extra info. Seriously! I admit it, he's kinda boring during the class, but, if you see him after class, he's extraordinary. I'm not a kiasu. But, I'm being who I'm supposed to be. A doctor.

Anyway, last Satuday nite, I slept 3.00 a.m. I was not studying. But I was crying, instead. Don't blame me for crying, because, this is for the first time, really really was sadden to death, and I really really felt that this was for the first time a MOVIE that I really really should cry for. Instead of the KOREAN, instead of REPUNZEL, instead of other craps, even Proposal Daisakusen, this is the movie that you guys should watch. And congrats to those who already watched this film. I kinda left out, but I was really glad that I'm lucky enough to watch this movie. Plus, I don't even feel that sad when I watched the Palestinians were killed by Israeli, honestly. Sorry. Later I'll explain you why I didn't feel that sad, but, I'm jealous actually. The movie is, "Hachiko. A dog's story". How sad I am? Up until now, I can't watch the movie again, even the trailer in YouTube. Seeing Hachi's face, really made me feel like 'I am the dog'.

This movie's main theme is loyalty. This is a level that even the most loyal couple in the world can't reach. And forget it if you guys kinda hate dogs or hate cats. Watching this movie, it reminds me of my cat, Maow. You will never know the meaning of 'love' that an animal can give to you. Human's love are not like this, even a mother to her own child. I mean not all mother. I'm gonna tell you a beauty of life. This is why I love cat, maybe no one will understand this, but, I'm gonna tell you anyway.

My cat's name was Maow. She's dead already, killed by dog, in the most tragic way, no head but her body only. We suspected our neighbour's dog. I cried very much that time. BUt this is not my story that I wanna tell you guys. Actually, this miracle happened when I was around 11-12 years old. It happened when she was giving birth. At that time, I was going to sleep. I was laying on the bed, doing nothing. Then she came, kind of smelling or licking my forehead. Of course I felt kind tickled. Then she walked to the next room. Then, I just ignored her. She did the same thing again and again. But really didn't get it. I even didn't smell anything. The next morning, I was shocked. TOTALLY SHOCKED. She gave birth to four cute little kittens. Then I got what she's trying to tell me last night. I was totally amazed how she wanna show 'Hafidz Hafidz, my kittens". I will never forget that incident until death. Thinking of Maow, and her lovely kittens, really sadden me, like I was watching Hachiko's movie. Cats are sensitive, because they have feeling. No matter how many times I was bitten by them, I still understand, they do it for a reason. Threaten or something. I rather not having a girlfriend than not having a cat. Seriously. My whole family loves cats. Today I have Piau. He has he's own story too.

I can't watch this for more than 30 secs. Really.

I think I don't have to describe more about this movie. I cried continuously starting from when Hachi's master died because of the sudden heart attack (almost 20-25 minutes). Those who read this blog, spam or whatever it is, please do watch this movie. Because animal shows more love than human who only thinks about violence, hate, revenge, instead of love.

Human = hate .
Animal = love, peace.

This is some scene that caused me cried:

Hachi's waiting for Professor to come back at the same spot every 5 p.m in the evening.

He is very happy every time he sees Professor coming back from work at the train station. Not until professor's dead.

An animal would never understand a meaning of 'dead love'. Look at him. After 10 years Professor left him, he's still waiting, and waiting. And look at him now, seems weak, but not give up in giving hope that ONE DAY Professor will come back. And so he waits until his last breath.

Fuck, I.......again.

I never used tissues to wipe my tears off, but this movie forced me to. Bye-bye. I shared what I should shared. Call me bapok, pondan, laki lembut or whatever it is for crying, I'm proud because I cried over the beauty of the creation of Allah.

Salam, bye-bye.

Untuk sesiapa yang fahami...

Здравствуйте уважамые друзья, и салам.

Ето вот первый раз что я здесь по-русски пишу буквами. Тот кто
понимает (конечно кто в России учится), не надо читать. Серёзно
говорию. Здесь ничего. Теперь по е-mail я пишу.

Это не случайно что я пишу по русски. Есть что-то причение то может
объяснить что случилось со мной сегодня. Конечно был хороший
замечательный день вчера.

У нас было соревнование по пинг понг. Сыграл с лёгкими русскими
студентами, конечно до конца выиграл. Только проиграл с сборной
коммандой нашего университета.

У нас может быть на втором месте. Ну как я не знаю точно. Мне равно
всё. А призы все пахоже (?) не зависимо от какого места. Приз значит
что-нибидь который стоит дорого, или медал. К сожаленью, у нас не так
в России. Главно что мы играем. Не о результате. Я просто был рад.

Сонно уже. Время сейчас 3:06 утра, сегодня одно поздное занятие, по-
этому ложу спать поздно.

До свидания!

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penat

hari ni aku meringkuk sakit gusi teramat sangat. sampai skrg sakit tahap nak mati dah. aaaaaaaaaaaddeeeeeehhhhh. aku makan pain killer pun takjalan. buat semua benda pun tak jalan.

Menjadi Doktor II

Salam Everyone!

Seriously, I am sucks in managing my own time. I do not know how to divide my time in such a proper way. Everything that I do is on mood-basis. I'm not gonna do things if I'm not in mood. So today, nothing to talk much. No issue no gossip. Nothing. Just a boring story of my today's life.

And, gosh, I was stunned to death when I just watched a 'comolot' video clip in Facebook last few days. And I really really laughed my ass off when I just watch a video response to that clip. It was Hitler and his gang got angry to those kids. You guys should watch that freaking funny video. Hahaha. *okeh fish tak lawak*

Anyway, here come the serious part of this. If that the case, when A VIDEO already been uploaded to Facebook or You Tube, or wherever it was uploaded, where were we? and Where are we? I'm not criticizing them for their comolot thing, but, looking on the other side, I'm blaming myself. Not for watching that video (seriously, they are sweet couple like aku mahu baling high heels kat tengkorak sesorang), but was it their fault?

IF our religion is really really being develop by our 'leaders', why does it ends like this ?
IF politic is the ONE and ONLY WAY to develop RELIGION, why does it ends like this ?
IF our religion said 'one day' we will rise, are we still far away and why does it seems like ending this way?
IF you guys (you, you and you) said it was because of the blue holding our country, why does in some green, the same things keep repeating, and at last, all keep runnging in a circle, rotating and chaining each other, and at last we keep questioning the same question, why does it ends like this ?

This is indeed fucking FAR FARRRRRRRRRR AWAYY FROM WHAT I IMAGINED when I was told by my music teacher in Primary School "whithin few years from NOW, you guys are gonna see a flying cars!!!". You know WHAT I see that seems like flying now?

Time and Sins.

Do what you guys should do. Really. For me, Malaysia is not an Islamic country. Whether it will be or not, it really doesn't that matter, although, few of my friends rigidly think that "hell no, we gonna make an Islamic country, hell no if Malaysia is not gonna be an Islamic country". Dude, if you think Malaysia is really gonna be an Islamic country, do yiu guys REALLY think that the Hindus, the Christians, the Buddhists, the Ayah-Pins, just seat and relax while you were doing your 'construction'? No. What I really mean here is, building a community especially in Malaysia, is not just building Islam itself. We are building a community, and, all of other religions also live with us. Don't get me wrong, I'm not trying to be liberal or something, but, instead of you guys just quarelling and mocking among each other, I am planning for something big.

Yes, we have lots of religion. But religion is just a 'word' just to divide us. On the other hand, 'purpose' is a word to divide us. We all have a common purpose. 'to do deeds'. We are different like Muslims are praying with different styles, but in the end, the question is, 'for what?'. To do deed, dude.

So that comolot things, is not JUST an Islamic problem, but, our global problem in Malaysia. What should we do then? I'm planning for something to build the 'elites'. Hope that this will be my own way to help. Even a few of them, hope these 'few' are really gonna be more and more. I'm not writing about this, because, you guys really gonna think this is ridiculous, plus, I'm just planning, but really, Allah decides, and I really dont wanna you guys take this as a promise. It's just my another co-ambition. First, I'm really gonna need to be a doctor. A master of knowledge. To contribute to my community.

I fall in love with a girl. Really really really reallllllly fall in love. She just can't answer a question "Why do you like me?" and she keeps repeating the same answer, "I don't know".

She's in House, season 3. =). Ouh, I like her because she said something about life.

"life is like rooms. some rooms are sucks, some aren't. It depends on which room you stucked into"

Thanks.

Get over it.

First of all, thanks to Khadijah for recommending me few songs. So, right now, I can't just stop playing this two songs (Snow Patrol-Chasing Cars and The Last Goodnight-Pictures of You). Seriously, I might be left out about this thing, but, I kinda enjoy about who I am (budak-yang-lambat-minat). Well, that's me and always me. Like Katy Perry's Thinking of You song (pun lambat minat), I already can play the song's guitar chord, since, it was the first song that I can play on guitar. So, bangga sekali okeh? Tapi why there's no chick believe me that I can play seriously play guitar? Like, tahula aku tapandai main plucking, ramai jeeee orang lain tapandai main plucking, aku strumming okeh jugak laa. Walaupun most of the time, strumming pattern aku kinda the same. *stress*

I'm not gonna thank Kd for quoting my sentences in this blog. Gosh, orang yang pikir aku pretentious pulak nanti. Hoh. Takpelah, asalkan tujuan die baik. Jangan salah faham pulak. Jangan eh? Aku tulis lain, bertujuan nak nasihat sama sendiri, tak semestinya aku buat rules untuk hidup aku. An hour ago, I just knew that, Lee Chong Wei reached final in single men badminton. Versus Lin Dan. Maaaaan, why must it be LIN DAN?! And for that, I'm not giving any high expectation in Lee Chong Wei, since, he's fighting Lin Dan in Guangzhou, China. Again. The same country he was defeated by Lin Dan in the last Olympic FINAL match. Which brought me a really dissapointing and sad memories. I still remember that night. Everyone was enjoying their homeroom's barbeque. I went to the barbeque to grab few drumsticks of chicken, then I ran back to Dewan Selera. How I really wanted to see that match by putting aside all the BBQ thing just like that to watch Chong Wei will be the first Malaysian who won the Olympic Gold Medal . It's like a moment of lifetime. He dissapointed me. I know, he tried his best. Sure. Go Lee Chong Wei, I'll be supporting you. :)

Maybe I just should get over my badminton-freak thing. You know, my obsession kind of bugging me like:

1. taking bath --> badminton-day-dream
2. in lectures --> badminton-day-dream
3. eating --> badminton-day-dream
4. everything that I do --> badminton-day-dream

Everything is about the physics in badminton. Perh, gila syeal aku pikir badminton tuh Physics. Sebenarnya, aku manusia jugak. Selagi mana manusia tadapat apa yang die hendak, selagi tuh die takkan give up. Even it is meaningless. Sebab what we want, give us the chance. Always. Walaupun peluang tuh sebenarnya tapenah dan mustahil akan terjadi. Tak logik kan?

Contohnya, I really really want a neo-cube. I can't buy it since it is way too expensive. But it will be sold out by tomorrow. But, kita insist jugak nak beli neo-cube, so terhegeh-hegeh la pinjam duit, kumpul duit, starting hari ini. Kita minat, tapi chance tuh adalah tipis atau takde terus. But, in hope lies our optimism. Everything seems to be okay. In the end, bila kita tadapat benda yang kita nak, and semua effort kita dah jadi useless, what cannot easily see what we get. Macam, iyelah kita tadapat barang yang kita nak, tapi sebenarnya kita dah dapat lebih daripada barang yang kita nak.

"Believe"

Sebab kita percaya dengan diri kita. Boringlah cakap pasal benda ni. Tapi yang inila yang aku dapat pasal ade satu insiden berlaku dalam hidup aku hari ini. Aku sebenarnya dah muak dengan politik Malaysians dekat sini. I mean, MSA punya hal. Orang cakap "sudah hilang punca" bila seperti "beruang yang hilang taring, time ada taring tanak buru, bila takda taring gelabah nak makan itu ini". Yang kedua tuh, bukan peribahasa, just metaphor aku. =).

Macam rosaknya hati, kuningnya mata. Metaphor medik. Nak buat metaphor, kena banyak baca, even it is unnecessary punya things. So, I'll start membaca sekarang. So, today, aku takde mood nak baca biochem, instead, aku nak baca Immune, until aku paham what is immune actually. Sebab penyakit auto-immune banyak skrg ni. So how can i treat people, if i even don't understand a thing. I mean, even benda basic-basic pon??!

So bye-bye. Wish me luck in reading Immune. Sumpah aku cepat tido skrg. Hoh. Papai salam.

Sebenarnya pretentious

Berjaya jugak aku hari ni pergi lecture. Dengan harapan time lecture aku baca benda laen la nnti. Klu stay kat rumah, baca buku jugak. Facebook belambak daripada benda yang aku nak kena baca macam Histology punya embryology. Eh, aku taktau la kalau-kalau kat Malaysia, Histology tuh diasingkan ke tak dengan Embrology. Kalau kat sini sekali. Embryology la paling tak logik. I mean, abstrak nak mati. Susah kot nak paham mana satu. Hoh. Anyway memang habit aku dari langkawi lagi, lecture laen, bacanya laen. Sebab tuh la aku bengap. Tapi kalau ikut lecture lagila aku bengap. Serius.

Kuku aku panjang gila, malam ni kena potong. Payah nak type.

Hari ni letih nak mati sebab maen badminton tahap cipan. Dulu, aku senang-senang je belasah Wong Kah Ming. I mean, really senang, like just waiting for his mistake. Sekarang, Masha-Allah, dia improved doh. Dia dah laju, stamina sah-sah la lagi power sebab dia budak long distance. Aku boleh nak long distance, tapi hadiah mesti lumayan, baru aku dapat push diri aku. Kalau dapat medal plastik, rela aku tido. Macam dulu aku kat maktab, aku mane pergi merentas desa. Loserrrr kann???!!! Okeyla aku kasi chance kat orang lain nak menang. *Tetibe teringat peristiwa gelap larian antara rumah sukan kat MRSM Langkawi*

Hidup ini sebenarnya tak lari daripada kepalsuan. Depends, ada kepalsuan baik atau tak. Benda ni penat aku pikir tau tak teori sosialistik ni dalam bas tadi. Nak tanak korang kene dengar, PAHAM?!!! Sebab hidup aku penuh dengan research. Semua pasal sosial kebanyakannya. Adala jugak pasal fizik. Best doh menyepi daripada mendengar musik. Sebab akan keluar imagination-imagination yang tak sepatutnya time duduk dalam bas lama-lama dengan penuh keboringan.

Eh, sometime, sincerely, aku usha pempuan Russia yang masuk dalam bas. Yang muda la. Kalau yang masuk tuh tak cantik, aku haram tapandang langsung. Tapi, kalau sekali masuk angel, fuuuuuuuuuuh, terbeliak mata tak kelip-kelip doooooohh. Selalunya aku tunduk. Pastu aku tatap muka dia lagi. Tunduk. Tatap. Tunduk. Tatap. Dia tengok aku usha dia, pastu aku tengok ke tepi tingkap buat-buat taktau. Macam, kepala korang mengadap die, tapi, mata ke tempat laen, paham takk? Itu respon aku la. Hey, aku masih lelaki dude, macam pempuan tak je kan? Balik rumah gossip A-Z..."weh-weh, tadi aku jumpa orang muka macam Bieber laa *lompat gedik excited*". Pempuan pempuan. *geleng-geleng kepala*.

Oh, lupa nak bagitau, aku usha die cantik ke tak, eh? Bukan seksi ke tak. Sebab seksi, tak sedap dipandang la. Rela aku usha muka Reese Whiterspoon lagi dalam citer *urm tak ingat*. So faham kan kenapa? So tapayah nak syak-syak aku usha 'part-part' tak sepatutnya. Sebab aku punya jenis judging arah 'cantik or tak cantik' tuh. Hehe. Eh apsal aku tulis pasal ni. Euw.

Hidup ni penuh dengan purpose. Kita-kita akan buat apa-apa untuk dapatkan purpose tuh. Antara purpose general setiap manusia is:

• To be good
• To look good

And this thing correlates dengan reaction kita. If we wanna be good, but, it is not SO COMFORTING to be good, so here come the 'prententious thing' in ourself. Ni normal la kot. Sebab, some people, they don't wanna be themselves sebab if they are being themselves, they cannot get along with other people. So, 'faking' is the only way. Some people ada jugak yang boleh get along ngan orang, and they cannot stand on their own. Mostly la.

We are faking because we are not as osmosis to each other. We are different. By neglecting the differences, is the only way to equalize everything. Some said, 'fake it, until you make it'. No comment. Setuju, tapi kekadang, tak setuju jugak. Sometimes, people tends to confuse about hypocrisy and pretentious. For me, it's a big difference. Let's see what the dictionochka has to say:

pretentious–

• full of pretense or pretension.
• characterized by assumption of dignity or importance.
• making an exaggerated outward show; ostentatious

hypocrisy-

• a pretense of having a virtuous character, moral or religious beliefs or principles, etc., that one does not really possess.
• a pretense of having some desirable or publicly approved attitude.
• an act or instance of hypocrisy
  .

Nampak kan beza? Dua-dua mainly berbeza in term of purpose. So untuk 'kelihatan' baik, religious bla bla (merujuk kepada hypocrisy). Satu lagi 'menjadi seseorang laen' which tak necessarily mesti jadi baik atau tak (merujuk kepada pretentious).

Yang pelik, camna ah pandangan Islam terhadap benda faking faking ni?

So aku cari la info-info.

So, sebenarnya, "RIAK PALING BESAR ADALAH BILA KITA TINGGALKAN KEBAIKAN KERANA MANUSIA". Jelas dan terang. Islam sebenarnya tidak menggalakkan hipokrit. TAPI TAPI TAPI DAN TAPI yang hipokrit tuh sebenarnya manusia yang melanggar hukum Allah.

"Sebab apa lak dia hipokrit, suka hatilah dia nak pakai tudung ke tak, hello, mesti ke jadi 'muslimah sejati' dengan pakai tudung jee?". Pakai tudung dengan sempurna syarat betul doh, tapi tapakai dosa. Tapi tak semestinya pakai tudung tu baik. Sebab apa?

"Tudung" masyarakat sekarang, adalah tudung fizikal. Cantik, lawa, kain mahal, lilit sana sini. Tak salah. Serius, tak salah. Tapi tersentak aku, bila kawan aku, Naqi cakap: "Tudung yang betul adalah tudung batin dan zahir. Bukan sekadar kain melitupi badan. Inilah bezanya 'bertudung' dan 'tak bertudung'. Bukan sekadar kain. Tudung ISLAM adalah tudung: (1) yang menutup aurat, (2) yang melahirkan tanggungjawab dalam hati menjaga jiwa Islam (3) yang memberi amanah menjaga perilaku peribadi seorang Muslimah.". Actually, dia dengar daripada mana entah. Impressed doh, lagi impressed daripada aku usha muka minah Russia. Syumpah!

So, dalam Islam tiada yang hipokrit. Hak dan batil, benar dan salah, semuanya berbeda. So, hidayah milik Allah, ikhlaskan hati buat. Selagi mana ada will, hidayah pasti milik kita yop.

Salam papai.

Post Hari Raya Haji: Minat atau tak?

Salam everyone!

Lama jugak tak blogging. Ada la dalam 2-3 hari tak blogging. Tak rasa nak gila pun. Macam biasa kesibukan bebudak medik. Orang cakap kesibukan mana course budak universiti lain amek pun same jer. Tapi medik memang sibuk. Well, tapi tak sesibuk korang yang berada di Malaysia dengan assignment bertimbun. Kitorang sibuk dengan preparation untuk kelas keesokannya. Tiap masa ade je nak kena ready sebab setiap kelas kena collect markah. Kalau korang tak perform, jawabnya isap la.

Macam tadi aku ada test untuk kelas Philosophy. Padahal semalam gelabah nak baca Philosophy. Last-last aku give up baca, dengan harapan esok 'apa nak jadi, jadilah mak cik oi'. Member rumah aku siap maki-maki dah cikgu ni. Iyelah, die buat nota dengan harapan 'sambil salin, sambil ingat'. Aku tak, salin tak salin ke, down jugak last-last. Lebih baik aku surrender awal-awal kan? Aku tak fikir aku nak surrender mudah. Tapi Philo je kot, zachem kan?

Tapi awesome kan aku dapat lepas tadi. Dah la aku second pegi jawab dengan die. Die tanye pasal Aristotle. Keje aku is, jeling buku, dapat point, goreng, poof dapat 4+. Boleh tak aku panggil aku sendiri budak awesome untuk yang ini? :-) Hari ini dah jadi hari bersahaja untuk aku pulak. Semua benda aku buat ikut flow. Semua tak plan. Inilah akibatnya bila aku dah rasa malas nak pergi kelas terkenang belambak-lambak lembu korban yang dikorban kat rumah aku. Jangan salah faham dong. Semua lembu tuh bukan ayah aku punya pun. Ramai kasi lembu and in the end buat dekat rumah aku sebab ada lapang yang besar. Gosh happening kot semalam. Takpe la, nanti lagi dua tahun baru aku balik Malaysia. Sini pun apa kurangnya bab-bab korban.

Aku korbankan duit aku beli pizza keju supreme punya saiz, and bantai sesorang. Dalam tuh ada 8 slices. Bayangkan aku bantai sesorang kan. Sekarang korang boleh paham kenapa badan aku lebih besar daripada badak air. Sila jangan dengki. Aku boleh je nak turunkan berat badan. Sekejap je boleh hilang 10 kg. 2 minggu dah cukup. Tapi akibat dulu dah berjaya turunkan berat badan sebanyak 10 kg jugak, jadi aku found out that takde MAKNENYE turun berat badan. Bagi lelaki la. Pempuan berat badan tuh sensitif punya isu kot. Cuba cakap Khaddy gemuk, esoknya sumpah aku kena cincang 14.

Puas aku membebel tak toghah (tak tentu arah).

Ada malam semalam semalam (2 kali malam), aku bersembang dengan member sebilik aku, Naqiuddin, budak Terengganu. Aku tapenah introduce die dalam blog ni lagi kan? Berpunya, so tapayah miang-miang tanya aku. Aku ni single lagi ni. Kitorang cakap betapa 'life is unexpected'. Cam dia expected. Aku tak. Aku dulu nak jadi engineer. And now, aku murtad masuk medik.

Aku pernah kot letak dalam blog betapa menyesalnya aku amik medik, tapi aku kuatkan diri demi parent aku, famili aku.

Apa yang aku sedar is, sebenarnya minat boleh dipupuk. Aku jenis yang lambat adapt. Lambat recover. So lama kelamaan, sifat nasa'i manusia ni pun sebenarnya ada kebaikan. Aku jadi lupa akan bencinya aku terhadap medik. Lama-lama aku semakin adapt ngan medik, dan banyak skop pasal medik semakin aku tahu. Bukan sesuatu yang rigid sangat dengan menyimpulkan yang medik subjek hectic, keje die failkan orang. Apa aku cuba stresskan sini is, minat seriously boleh dipupuk. As long as ko ada will untuk buat benda tuh. Minat ngan will laen. Ada minat ada will keje jalan. Ada takde minat ada will, keje jalan. Takde will, ada minat, sori keje tak jalan. Macam menanti bulan jatuh ke riba. Mustahil tau tak.

Aku masih jauh perjalanan. Apa-apa pun aku mendoakan yang terbaik untuk aku. 17 tahun aku pasti akan jadi jugak benda alah tuh.

Bye-bye. Salam.

Double Post: Baca

Melayu Penang:

-" What's up?"
-"Nothing."

Melayu Kelantan.
"What's up?"
"Nate"

Apa-apa pun sesaja aku post dua kali hari ini sebab bukan sebab boring, nak ikut belambak gila kerja sebelah laptop aku ni, aku nak kena study Fisiologi lagi. Kalau tak kerana Anatomi semalam, dah lama aku bukak buku. SO disebabkan malam semalam 2:30 pagi aku tido mengekang mata nak baca Anatomi, so hari ini, jangan bukak buku langsung. Boleh?

And lagi satu aku sebenarnya nak buat post reply untuk satu blog yang agak mengungkit-ungkit memori lama dulu yang entah dah hilang dalam kepala hotak aku. Ini blog (click here) yang agak mengungkit kisah lama aku. Haha. Dulu punya zaman baru aku sedar, aku sekarang bertambah gemuk lagi lagi lagi gemuk. Dulu time aku pegi pun "eh Abang Rooneh gemuk", gamaknya kalau aku pergi sekarang "Eh Abang Rooneh gemok bebeh dah sekarang ni". Tau tak kenapa? Sebab aku makan banyak-banyak time rumah terbuka dulu. Sekarang ni berat turun 500 gram je. Lepas exercise pulak tuh, dengan duduk Russia ni dekat 1 bulan lebih dah. Hoh. Tapi apa-apa pun, aku tak menggelabah macam dulu 'nak kurus nak kurus' macam kebanyak perempuan sekarang ini. In fact, aku bertambah suka pulak ada badan macam ni, as long as dia tak affect aku punya gameplay dalam badminton. Improve gegila lagi ada la.

Dulu lepas result SPM aku belanja-belanja classmates aku dulu. Dah nazar kan. Awkward pulak tengok gambar dalam blog tuh, aku sesorang je yang gelabah pegang buku majalah maktab, which totally orang akan pikir aku nerdy. Aku tak nerdy woi. Lepas aku masuk intec, selamat masih kuat lagikan bond kawan-kawan. Pastu semakin lama semakin hilang pulak. Mana semua orang pergi ah? Ke aku je yang pergi sebab aku jenis tak approach orang. Sama la jugak macam aku nak tackle orang nanti. Pastu ada gambar time pergi langkawi cuti hari tuh. Haha. Gelabah je kan aku dalam facebook. Tau tak aku pergi situ menyepi menyilu menyegan je keje. Sebab I'M SO NOT KL. I find myself memang tak boleh cakap KL, so, kalau aku cakap, dalam hati tuh macam "Eh ko bodohlah cakap slang ni apsal ah? Tak sesuai *sengau gitu*.

Pastu tetibe aku bukak facebook, ade la pulak member aku pergi tag mamat Russia (Islam kot) dalam one of my videos aku kan. Pastu tetiba teringat zaman intensive aku. Apsal hari ni semua benda nak buat aku macam hidup dalam memori kelam (?) ni ah? Dah la tadi pergi training badminton, pastu turnout mamat-mamat Rusia ni pulak suruh pergi maen basketball dengan alasan warming up dengan cepat plus sekali ngan tangan punya warming up. Ya Allah, main tuh takpe la, ni kalau badan sorang-sorang macam Shrek tak jadi, hoh, sekali ngan aku dia rempuh, which is one my GREAT GREAT reasons tanak main sukan ada sentuh badan ni menyebabkan aku terseliuh. Bukan kaki. Bukan tangan. Mandibula aku. Err rahang bawah (?). Aku terus piss off sepiss-piss offnya. Tapi aku main jugak sebab pempuan Russia main sekali. So by any chance, aku maybe dapat ehem ehem kan?

Takla. Penat aku elak sane sini sampai tersadung kaki minah Russia pun aku jatuh. ;D

Hah, pasal zaman intensive course aku (2 bulan pertama di Russia) ktorang kena buat presentation. Homesick doh tengok video ni, dengar lagu video aku buat ni pun dah sangat cultural gila terasa nak menari ala lagu Cindai by Siti Nurhaliza. Anyway ini la vid dia:



Ouh, mak pak, cik nak balik. honeymoon !!!!!!!!!!!

Babai.

Mama Rock

Salam.

This is the very late post because I planned to post this yesterday, which was on Saturday. Badly, I was very sleepy even I was actually waiting the windows to start up and then I wanna start blogging. And at that time I was lying on the sofa and in such a freaking warming comforter. So yeah, no wonder things end up when I just realized that I slept. Luckily not overslept. I managed to wake up early, which is right now. Fuh Fuh.

And today's morning, I am lacking of idea. I have idea, but, I don't know where the heck they go.

Anyway, yesterday, at night I got an email which sounds:

"wei apit aku nak baju zara blouse punya ok. Apit hang tau dak huda dapat no. 7 tapi dapat 5a dan dapat jadi pengawas sekolah"

Gosh, my sister asked me to buy her Zara's blouse for her UPSR 5As present. Well, I still got no money yet. And and I'm not going back to Malaysia next year, so, better if I'll just keep my money first, than buy her this present. And my sister Huda Humaira, the last one, I actually kinda proud of her. Well at least she tried her best, somewhen and somehow, I know that she'll rise up to the top of the class anyway. Because she and me, are alike. I didn't score much when I was in 4th Grade and below. Seriously. Because I'm stupid. Even now. Anyway, I'm thankful for who I am right now.

My stomachache already gone. Thank God for this. Six days my stomach is making such a sound 'grr brrpp', I thought something wrong with my stomach. I mean, something really really terribly wrong with my stomach or my GI tract, because my first blood test showed that I have some bilirubin in my blood. Which indicates that my liver is working quite not well. So if liver is working not well enough, it might be some complications or MAYBE some over production of Bile by liver. Because bilirubin is a waste from the destruction of red blood cells, and it is converted to bile in the liver. Is it making any sense?

Well, luckily my doctor said there was nothing. And I'm feeling much better. Maybe it's because my improper dietary habit each day this week and last week. I was facing too much bloody test for Anatomy (yesterday), Physiology (last Monday) and and Histology (last Friday) which were totally be a week of nightmare. I've passed all the test awesomely although some marks are kind of "hey, I can get more, just a simple mistake!". I don't how to describe that in words. Anyway, it is my fault.

Did you guys remember what I said about the Russian Grandmother. They are utterly awesome with rock style. In Malaysia, they will be adressed like "Mama Rocks", or "Datin Rugget(?)" or famously "Tua kutuk tak sedar diri". The last phrase is our (me, Suffian and Husaini) most favorite phrase that we use when we see this:

Yo Mama !!!!! Watcha doin' yo?

It's normal for the Malaysians in here to kutuk someone head-to-head, to Russian especially. hoho. Taubat-taubat. Ish.

Anyway, yesterday I had to cook. Since I'm lacking of idea what I have to cook, I googled a recipe, and poof I cooked Ayam 3 Rasa Sayang. It was really delicious. Usually I cook something with my own common sense, throw this and that, and poof let see what how does it taste. If delicious, I'm the man, if freaking terrible, ooops my bad. Hoh.

Ayam 3 Rasa Sayang. Poofffff !!! Jadi siot.

Anyway, no issue to talk this moring. Bye-bye.

hannah hazirah

currently i didn't want to post anything since:

• I will have my concluding test on Anatomy and Histology. Tomorrow. And on Saturday.
• And of course it is really going to be a nightmare to me.
• I few days past, I had a dream. Its about blog. And I'd many strange questions, which are few general question about 'What is blog?'. It's was really bugging me. I couldn't sleep until the morning.
  
• And I was traumatized by that and seek a solution. So the decision is, blog less. Easy but it works. God, is there any ghost who named 'bloghost?'

Anyway, I have many thing to say, but, urm, I have to study. Both subjects I need to score (although i know, I can't score much).

I proudly wanna announce to you guys that my sister, Hannah Hazirah Binti Hasan (we called her Mek Nah) got 5As for her UPSR examination. Alhamdulillah. Syukran to Allah. I just became spechless. What else could I have done to her except setting her an example and footsteps that she can follow for her perfect future. To be a good Muslimah and Alimah.

Congrats Hannah Hazirah for your success. I'll pray for you to get MJSC for your secondary school. Hopefully Langkawi, Kepala Batas or anywhere else as long as it is not MJSC Kulim (no offense). Because I believe in MRSM's system more than other schools.

I don't know what should I give her, since she is a girl. She didn't like shopping. Even I offered her to take anything that she wanted when we were at Mango, Espirit, etc at Queensbay during my last holiday. Really. Anything to suggest?

I have to go now. Bye-bye. Salam yakek.

p/s: Sorry. But I have to say this. This is what my father wrote. Owh, I know. You guys paranoid with this. But, I will write it anyway. Because, Malaysians are never gonna say thanks. They just keep wanting and wanting and looking for others mistakes. No improving anything. I dont know, if guys from swasta school, then it's fina. I'm a villager and Im proud and dare to say this:

"setiap tahun ribuan pelajar lepasan UPSR yg berjaya mendapat keputusan cemerlang diberi peluang belajar di Sek. berasrama penuh dan kerajaan pimpinan UMNO membelanjakan ratusan juta ringgit utk mendidik mereka2 ini. Soalannya : setelah berjaya didalam bidang pelajaran dan menjawat jawatan tinggi dgn gaji yg lumayan, berapa kerat antara mereka yg menyokong kerajaan?"-Hasan Omar

How many of us who are like this? More than 90% I bet. But, for me, it doesn't have necessarily to support Kerajaan. But, at least you, when you're back at Malaysia, do not forget about your origin, we are still Malays. We have our culture, our religion, and we have SOMEONE'S deed that we owed, be thanked for it. 'Be thank for it' literally doesn't mean you should support it. I know the common thing that I heard is "Adakah dengan menaja kami ke luar negara kami kena soong kerajaan? Itu rasuah tidak langsung". But the VERY VERy VERY VERY VERY LEAST thing you can do is, do not fitnah them. 'Its a fitnah' when you are actually didnt recognize them, get to join anything with them, what they are doing, are they praying or not. Once you fitnah them, you already commit a larger sin than murdering. That is why Islam taught us that "Words are sharper than a blade" and Islam taught us too less talk nonsense. Because politic is nonsense, but that's also a thing that brought us to another level of mentality. As an example, you guys can be like Zulkifli Nordin. He's PAS. But, being a PAS (Kulim Parliament) doesn't necessary means that everything that PAS said is true. There's also a lie. It's normal because we are Human. Zulkifli is a graduate from UK in Law, and for me, he is my idol. Apa yang hak tetap hak, yang batil tetap batil.

Peace no wat. Sori terbeleter.

Owh btw my biochemical blood test was...
OK. But stomach is having problem right now. Pfft. 6 days already.

Attempt posting via email

Sedang mencuba posting via email so that dapat minimize penggunaan laptop which is unhealthy.

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Karakter/Character

Salam everybody, muslim and non-muslim.

First of all, I'm gonna start my entry with a quote from Tuk Guru Nik Aziz: "If we praise someone, it means that, we making ourselves more humbler than him, lower than him. The same thing if we praise Allah by saying Alhamdulillah, we are actually making ourselves humbler than Him, lower than Him. So there's no good praising someone else, except praising Allah S.W.T". Terima kasih to saudari Khafizah (I think she is studying in UK) who shared a link in facebook. I took this quote at the end of the video.

Nevertheless, I said that I am going to post a video, so here it is, sorry for the bad quality because currently Youtube is still processing this video, so it may took a while for the quality to get better.

This was a video about what we did during our today's outing. I intended to snap some pics of me, but it turned out that I had to take some picture of them. Which either this or that, I'm still glad. So, there went Husaini (the grey shirt guy), Suffian (the kiddy voice guy) and Syukri (the bowl hair guy). So, guys, please tell me how could possible I cannot laugh even a day if I live with them (Suffian and Husaini)? Yeah, they are the most awesome friends I ever met since I was studying in Intec. They have their own world, which not exactly as you guys might think about them.

The Vouge Italia World.





Anyway, enough about them. You know, sometime when you are being nice to people, and then people tends to step their feet on your head back, you are feeling like 'you pay for a pain' all these while. I didn't happened to me. Yet. But, it happened to my friend, which eventually it caused the 'war' between we (men) and women. Men and women, male and female, boys and girls. We are different, although we are human. That's why God created us with different characteristics, either physical or mental. We are different, but we are compliment to each other.

Actually my friend is quite nice with the girls, until, everything that girls wanted, he just fulfilled it with all his will. Even though it sometimes troubled him. Eventhough sometimes it caused him flattering around, missering around thinking how he's gonna settle things up. But when things like taking advantage on him, I think, we think, he should stand for his right.

But he's not gonna make it. He just cannot. So, for the girls out there, there are many reasons that you are claiming that you are better than boys. I admit this. But, for once, DO NOT TRY to make a single reason saying that you cannot do that thing just because you are a girl. Like buying products at a store in front of your house. You can buy it yourself, do not ask others who are staying miles away, even if it is a boy. At night or not, you can go with your friends. Pfft.

I mean not all of them, but few of them. So, take it easy.

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Tadi aku dapat mesej chat daripada facebook, pukul 1:10 pagi daripada IPDA punya profile. Dia cakap "Assolatukhoirum minal Facebook". Seriously, aku tergelak. Sikit. Then aku reply la sikit guna mesej direct kat inbox dia cakap aku kat different time zone. The important part is best la kat Malaysia always ada orang nak remind.

Kat sini takda. Semua nak independence. Sakit doh. Sebab tuh sembahyang tak menentu. Dalam dunia ni sebenarnya banyak perkara yang kita boleh buat, tapi kita sendiri tak mampu buat. Ada kekuatan tapi masih tidak kuat. Badan kuat, main badminton kuat, study kuat, tapi bila nak bangun subuh, semua otot tak mampu bergerak, macam cramp lepas 1000m punya larian pulak. Study kuat, tapi bila nampak alarm kejut, tamampu nak paham maksud alarm tuh suruh bangun subuh sedangkan baca buku Fisiology sikit punya tebal cik kak, mampu pulak paham.

Ini menyebabkan aku wonder. Di mana sebenarnya situasi aku sekarang? Semakin tua semakin baguskah aku? Semakin tua, semakin kuatkah aku? Semakin tua semakin aku sama macam ayah aku kah yang pergi ke masjid tiap kali subuh? Pelik. Yand muda-mudi ni, kalau diajak tengok wayang tengok bola makan sana sini, tapi bila diajak pergi sembahyang jemaah, ya Allah, berat benor otot gluteus maximusnye. Inilah hal hal yang aku rasa agak awkward dan seolah-olah ada mak cik joyah manelah yang telah pengaruh aku ni? Sedih, hiba, kuciwa tau tak.

Cuba lihat diri balik:
1) setiap hari kita boleh bukak facebook for about 1 hour, stalk orang itu "ooiiih, skandal ngan dia ni kaa? hangat ni", stalk orang ini "Ya Allah, dah nak menikah dah ka dia ni? Gatai dah no kecik-kecik". Tapi nak bukak al-Quran, ya Allah berat tuh waduh macam baju tuh dia pakai tuh baju besi zaman dinasti Ming, tak larat kedarah nak pi amek air sembahyang pastu baca al-Quran.

2) boleh hafal proses, formula kimia dan sebagainya, tapi satu ayat al-Quran satu hari, fulamak, macam kena hafal satu buku cerita tebal 2000 muka surat. Eh, Harry Potter boleh pulak ye habes 3 hari? Tak ke pelik dunia ni?

3) Beli baju Zara, baju Topmen, tapi kalau bab bab nak sedekah sehinggit kat masjid, rasa macam duit sehinggit tuh berbaloi tahap boleh beli satu jaket Zara harga 400 hinggit. Cubalah kita amalkan "Jom Shopping di Masjid setiap Jumaat" or "Jumaat MegaSale" di mana setiap pembelian hanyalah dengan satu ringgit. Insya-Allah, murah rezeki gitu. tak rugi pon. bukan makan pasir pun hujung bulan sebab derma kan?

4) sepak bola, smash badminton, kalau pempuan tengok, terasa gerun dan "wow, hensem la mamat tuh smash aww". tidak ditujukan kepada aku. *yo yo oo*. boleh pulak kan? tapi kalau bab berjalan ke bilik air nak amek air sembahyang, Allah hu Akbar, seribu satu alasan, air sejuk sangat la, alasan kerap "takpe, pegi dulu" bila diajak jemaah. tak jantan langsung. hat jenis ni, para betina betina sekalian, ni la lelaki fail, tak maskulin langsung.

5) "Kita melayu kena maju sedia, prepare, pandai cakap dengan segala ilmu sains dan matematik sebab itu teras ilmu ketamadunan sesebuah bangsa". Fulamak, berapi cakap pasai ketamadunan, tapi, tamadun sangat ke bila maksud ayat al-Quran pun taktau. dalam tuh, tau dak ada berjuta tamadun ada. sains pun ada tunggu hampa nak paham intipati dia.

6) tanyalah segala ayat cursing mencarut seribu satu bahasa, dia ni memang awesome boleh jawab semua 'kewl' gitu. tapi, try tanya maksud nama-nama Allah dalam nahsyid Asma' Ul Husna, nah, gagap bertalu biru dok "urm", "erk", "isk" la gamaknya.

dah mengantuk dah sekarang ni. nak pegi tido. tolong jangan terasa dengan ayat ayat di atas. please terasa dengan mesej-mesej di atas. sebab ini semua kritikan terhadap diri aku sendiri. Wallah hu alam. Salam.

p/s: There will be a tab beside the 'what the heck' tab which named 'Ayatul'. Click there if you want to know more.

entri bervideo:

initializing...

by the end of this night, there's gonna be a video. simple one, not about nature which lee and aika said that the last vid was terribly make them sleepy. the vid wasn't terrible (I think), but, made them sleepy.

actually, me too.

so statuned. salalalalalalamun.

p/s: and plus there's gonna something I wanna write. About some kind like, ah, later la. chao-sai-ya!!!

Lagu Negeri

I was actually going to write something else, since my hungry stomach told me to dinner first, so I went to dinner, and then continue blogging (right now). So, IF I went to dinner, surely, there gonna be a gossip session (since I live with Husaini and Suffian) which lasted about 2-3 hours. We finished our dinner early, but AFTER that, there went our gossip session.

So, if it was gossip, you guys surely gonna think that, we talked about others badness. No, mainly our gossip will NOT talk about others badness. We just fantasizing about he/she doing things that we fantasized. Then we gave a "BWAHAHAHAHA!" laugh at him/her. It is just for our 'a humor a day'.

Then, during our last dinner, which was today, we came out with, urm some awkward topic. "Lagu Negeri". Haha. It was hillarious (gelabah tak citer lagi pon). So me (Penang), Husaini (Perak) and Suffian (Kedah). So, apparently, I'd been to all the three states, so, I can judge which one is better. Of course, I'm gonna choose Pulau Pinang's song.

Why?

I honestly do not know why, because, I cannot remember the Kedah and Perak song's lyric. Even I left Kedah for the last 2 years, and Perak for the last 4 years. I just can remember their rythm, but, not the lyric. But, SURPRISINGLY, I just can sing Pulau Pinang's song, as fluent as it is, as cheerful as it is (seriously i really mean 'cheerful'), and I never sang this song ever since I left my prelimanary (how to spell ah?) school which was almost 8 years ago. That is soooooo WOW!!

For me.

Like I can write the whole lyric:

Selamat Tuhan kurniakan,
Selamat Pulau Pinang,
Negeriku yang mulia,
Ku taat dan setia,
Aman dan bahagia.

Majulah ! Jayalah !
Negeriku yang ku cinta,
Bersatu dan bersama,
Untuk negeri kita!

I like the part "bersatu dan bersama'. It was like reminiscing me about my old school, Sekolah Kebangsaan Pinang Tunggal. It was joyful moment of my life. No books to read, like I was a super genius, with nothing to read at all, just a flick look at the book then poof here I am, ready for the exams. Not exacly like now =(. I was a prefect. A Penolong Ketua Pengawas.

About me being a prefect was a very retarded story, like, anyone will not believe me if I tell about this. Actually, I was a normal student, without that blue uniform, until I was in the Fifth Grade. At the end of last semester 2002, I luckily scored in the exam. Usually, the one who dominated the 1st place was Hafiza Ahmad (currently studying in IPDA Jitra doing her Kursus Perguruan, and soon to be Ustazah Hafiza which going to teach the Arab Language), me in the 7th place and above (eg: 7th, 8th, 14th). So, it was very tragic for me to bump in from behind, getting that 1st place all of sudden. So the second place was her. So, since I SUDDENLY scored the exam, thus I was nominated to be a prefect and ALMOST be the head of prefect, since I was inexperienced, so, they just let me be the co-head. I was glad. Not that I was glad because I got that prefect thing, I just glad because I was not nominated for the head of prefect. Dude, I was very stupid, childish (up until now), could not make a perfect decision (up until now), and I was irresponsible (up until now). I just couldn't do it, because that was not who I am. And I ended up the prefect thing just bullying the head of prefect (Baitul Izzati, which is a girl) almost every single morning, because I woke up late and arrived late at school and could not be on stage to handle the assembly. =P

Hah, about Hafiza, that is why I was so sick of this name, everywhere that I go, even NOW, there will be some who her name is Hafiza. Hafiza Khairi, Hafiza Fuzi, Hafiza bla bla. Every school that I went has this name. Luckily I wasn't gossiped with them like I was gossiped with Hafiza Ahmad like "Nombor 1 Hafidz, nombor 2 Hafiza, haiiiii, hampa ada papa ka?".
It really was--> -.-""

It was terrible memories, but sweet.

You know, lately I posted with some kind of jerky love thing? Well, it really is I have a crush on someone, not just a cat. And my 19 years old life always tells me that "Hafidz, just quit, you are not gonna make it, you'll end up as a loser". So, I'm gonna say yes for this answer, an absolute one without any objections. Although many (seriously many) of my friends are getting married, like wtf, 19 years old and gonna be married? But I learnt from my mistakes, so just get over it. Maybe I just can let someone approaches me instead I am approaching someone which gonna end up in the same epic episode, A TOTAL LOSER.

I am 'high' tonight, sorry for that.

Okayh, welcome to my new blog theme guys. Salam.

Brain-storm

esok nak buat some photoshoot la. =)

I'm too, right?

So the holidays at last started. After I messed up my Biochemistry small independent work which was about Carbohydrate and stuffs. Never mind, I just wanted my freaking holidays to be quick. And first of all I wanna thank Aina Marhamah for her Taylor Swift's song in her blog. First time I heard of it then poof I downloaded it from 4shared. And played that song almost day and night. And search the guitar chord, and again, poof I already can play that song. Pretty much easy chord though. Anyway, thanks.

Please do NOT think that I freakingly desperate to marry someone. Come one, I bet my little finger that you will marry earlier than me. *serious face*

Am I too chose to the wrong pathway? I mean, other people is happy, no matter how much they got during their SPM exam. Which is totally not like me, I'm in the middle. I'm not happy, at the same time, I am happy. Which both have their own reasons whether I'm happy/unhappy. But I'm just glad that I can get this rid of my life safe and sound. Anyway, there's a friend who actually seems kind of unhappy about his/her life. Maybe he/she just should be reincarnated or something. Because everything seems to be wrong.

WRONG, WRONG, WRONG !

I'm not offensing someone. No, I'm just saying. Anyway, man, hardly to believe but everything REALLY happened for a reason. Or reasonS. I know you are feeling a little bit down, but, keep on because life is not all about love, boys, girls, chicks, sexes. I wanna quote my friend MOST favourite quotes, which sounds "FAILURE is a POSTPONED SUCCESS". Sorry, I translated from Bahasa Melayu, so it sounds awkward. But it really meanS something. But give up is, quite not an acceptable way to prove it right. Honestly, I was dissapointed four times, and also tried 4 times, and everything seemed, urm very pointless. And that is when I just realized that, man life is not about the 'life' that you think it is 'life'. Oh, yeah I freaking hate those study-maniac, i mean like no sports, no musics, JUST BOOKS. Owh, this kind of people I met when I was in Lower Form. And then he/she just reappeared in my preparatory programme. And I am all freaked up.

But as long as he/she with his/her life, maybe I'll consider it "the Djinn". So, I never give a dang about this. PAPAI.

But really I just hate/cannot see my friend in troubles. I mean good friends, not just in the list like those in the facebook. That are 1000-and-more-paranoid-friends who just seeking to be 'added' as a friend. They are not friends. Only some of them.

Which is why I already made a new profile. A WHOLE new Facebook account. The motive: I freaking did NOT need anything unrelated to me, I mean, when I added that 'someone', he/she REALLY is my friend. If I'm NOT adding you, please don't get offended. It's just a personal matter. Just sent me a message or wallpost or whatever it is via my old account. Maybe once in a week I'll open it. So here is my account. It might be less than 100 friends, but, better less than 100 friends rather than I see 1000 friends who opened their aurat and get sins. And they also get the sins. And those sins made Facebook is a perfect medium to get some free-redical sins. I don't wanna get sins. Let me just curse someone, but, yeah, bad words are just a small sin. There something else bigger. But fitnah is big. There's a difference between fitnah and cursing. BIG DIFFERENCE.

Anyway, can someone give me ideas on how I'm gonna spend this one whole 4-days holiday? Because, I just don't what to do. Please.

Salam yakek yakek.

Diva-maniac?

So today ended like urm, full of happiness and glory. I did not went to the first lecture which was Anatomy lecture (seriously, you will NOT know Anatomy if you went). I just went for Histology lecture, which was, quite not so lecture, especially to me. Histology is a very particular subject, everything needs to be specified. The tissue, the molecule, the enzyme, the bla bla. Anyway, it is very fun, honestly. I love reading Histology, and Physiology, but effing no to Biochemistry, which is always being a stone for my left brain hemisphere to think of it.

Owh by the way, there are some breaking news that I want to tell you guys:

• MARA cut our monthly scholarship by RM 400, AND my father just sent me an e-mail asking why did MARA cut our monthly scholarship. I did NOT reported to HIM. Instead he asked me why and to whom should he refer regarding this matter. And, tomorrow I'll get to know about this. Stay tuned.
• Tomorrow is half-day. I don't know why, some sort of for national celebration. But my bad, we (Malaysians) think only about the holidays.
  
• Since tomorrow is a kind of half-holiday day, so let's close our book, and chill in with some movies tonight. Okay, I'm lying. I'm gonna read that freaking Biochemistry book.
  
• Well, maybe you can consider that as a 'maybe I'm reading'. That suites much.
• And what make me awesome is, starting tomorrow the half day holiday, there's gonna be another 4 days of holidays. I loike I loive it dude.
• Nothern part of Malaysia especially Kedah disastered by flood. Did I ever told you guys my house have been 'surrounded' by flood once? I mean in my latest post right? Ouh, I can't remember. Anyway, it's kind of breaking news, since my housemate (Suffian aka Pian) and my classmate (Syamil) were talking about this during Histology lecture. Poor them right? Suffian's mother and father are in Makkah right now, and so his sister is in Penang. So maybe, his uncle gonna take care of their house. I don't know. They live in Jitra (both of them). I heard that this time is worse right? I mean, this flood thing should come to my village, let them get the peace of sheet of this flood because they DID NOT agreed the Tebatan Banjir project, which is to prevent this thing from ruining their paddy fields, households, plants, animals. Why don't you guys (villagers) cannot think 'prevention is better than cure'? Kids know this better.
• Please jealous.

Ouh, and lastly, just for some sort of 'sharing is caring' thing. Today my only class was Surgery class. I mean we did not learn anything about surgical technique yet, it's in the Fifth Year I think, but we learn much about the health caring, bandaging like Kelab Bulan Sabit Merah did, dietary system for patients varily for different kind of patients and diseases, and so on. But today we learnt about the emergency unit of the hospital (in Russia specifically), CPR and the methods of handling cadaver.

The best part was of course CPR.

CPR, said by my friend, stands for "Cardiac Pulmonic Resistant". Or in English "Heart-Lung Resistant". I don't know, he said that. Man, just Google it if you're unsure. Anyway, the emergency CPR part was the best part because it was the best part. Please, there is no kissing thing here. Gosh, can you take that out of your mind please? I hate kiss-kiss. I love kisses. It's just sweet. So sweet. No, I mean the Hershey's chocolate.

In emergency, there can be two situations. The best, and the worse. The best part is the boring part. It's in hospital. The worse part is the most challenging part, outside the hospital. Let me start with the boring part. If it is in hospital, you can just use the defibrillator (the cardiac electric shock device) and shringgg!~~ the patients chest. And you can inject hormones or other chemical liquids into the heart. Okay, let me get this easier. If in hospital, in emergency situation where the patient is unconcious, there can be 3 types of stimulation to save the patient's heart and keep them beating again. First by mechanial way (open and close cardiac massage), second by chemical way (injection of certain chemical liquid) and lastly the third by electrical way (defibrillator)

If outside, you can 'kiss' the patient by 3 ways. Mouth-2-mouth, mouth-2-nose, and nose-2-mouth. So CPR is not as romantic as you see. There are few steps, but, let me just tell you about the basic. If there is 2 persons helping, he should exhales one time into the patient lungs, then 5 times push your hands (arms must be straighten to transfer the momentum of your upper body mass, not from your triceps or biceps) onto the patient chest. Then another person does the same things. Make sure during you are pushing onto his/her chest, you can see a bulge-flow on his neck indicating there is a flow in his carotid externa of the neck. And so this is a brief explaination only. If you wanna know further just tell me in my cBox, I'll explain more. You know, I'm lazy enough to write something 'ilmiah' here.

Anyway, enjoy your next holiday. TATA. Salam Yakek.

Please enjoy these pics. There were Husaini (big nose) and Suffian (the healthy mamak boy). There are the maniacs of American Next Top Model. And, well, you can see the effects in these picture.

Suffian was decepted by Husaini. But he was happy.

A model-ful pose.

Lastly was me. During our last week Surgery class. We learnt about bandaging thing. And look, what we bandaged. =P

Chao sai mudda-B !

I was thankful. I am thankful. I will...

So seems that I am writing much nowadays. I mean, usually once a week, but now, 3 times ?! I'm not stress, I'm not in period cycle, I'm not in mood swings, and I'm even not in PMS. But, I love to write. Writing is like a poo-poo for me. Can you imagine you just cannot poo-poo in a day, or, for super-muscular urethra within two days you guys do not poo-poo.

I sincerely F do not like making something or precisely writing something urm, for the sake of hits. Oh, by the way, do the spammers give me hits? If they did, I owed they something. A freaking flying kick for messing around with my cBox.

I'm just kidding, you know I love spammers to be dead.

Ouh, anyway today everybody got freaked. Or should I say, MARA students got freaked, including me (I'm not a mega-brain as them, so called me, dumbest MARA student). Why? What will happen IF a cat caught a mouse, and apparently he got only the mouse's head. Owh, no one gonna understand this. Actually we got only RM1500 for our November scholarship money. See, I AM very thankful for this bunch of money. Really. But, maaaaaan, you know, HERE. The price for everything keep raising, they (Russian Government) do not give a shit about our money, and even for their (the Russian) people. The transport pass, the foods and stuffs. You guys just should raise our money, not cutting it. We lost RM400 which means very much for US, the students. But, IF you guys don't wanna raise it, it's fine, seriously, it's fine. We can survive, although no travelling for this winter or summer break. But, dude, RM400 is way too freaking much to cut from US. Just cut it from students of other country, Japan for example, they get RM 6000 per month. Why is it us? Anyway, more or less, I just should say, Alhamdulillah.

For everything. For a perfect reader who always advising me, reminding me. For these much friends that always helping me, even saying 'Good Luck Badminton'. I appreciated it very much, as much as I appreciate the foods. For being myself today, an oyster shy guy. For a beautiful Russian treasurer (a woman) that said to us today "You guys do not need to pay anything except for the electric bill every month". She is very beautiful the moment she stepped into my house, I saw her eyes dimmering like a beautiful bokeh of Nikon D7000 (craving with bloody eyes) photos. Owh actually we have to pay for about RM 2000 for our monthly payment for the house. Big, and comfortable. 5 peoples live in here. Owh she's just beautiful (again). Anyway, I still love you even though this Russian is beautiful. You are the most beautiful.

Owh, forget about the poo-poo romantic part, please? It just I have minor crush on urm, cats. I want to buy a cat. I will always love cat, don't you guys love cats? They are just adorable and love-and-attention-addicted animals.

*be back within 15 minutes, solah time*
*continue*

Anyway and lastly, I had a perfect physiology lecturer. Although she spoke Russian all the time with us (the students) except for some terminologies and when we all had a same face expression. An awkward expression saying that "Uh-oh what are you struting?". Like that. Then she spoke English. A bit. But she is very freaking funny. I want her to teach us. Although in Russian, but, really we can understand what she wanted to tell us. God, this is my first class that the lecturer was freaking funny from the start until the class ended. She was just replacing my lecturer for today. My lecturer is kind of cool. She and my lecturer are some sort of BFF (maybe).

Anyway, have you guys watch the Katy Perry's latest song Firework? This song is awesome. It's like really a 'teenage dreams' thing. I embedded this video clip, don't worry. Owh, don't worry, she is not as sexy as the latest previous video clips.

Anyway enjoy the song, got to go. Sleep or study. Salam Yakek.

For MARA, maybe they just made a mistake. *optimist* =P