tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13228770106159987722024-03-05T12:39:15.415-08:00kucemerepekliving her life in her own wayk u c e mhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12029097433754641330noreply@blogger.comBlogger114125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1322877010615998772.post-60142305268732427542012-04-16T04:06:00.003-07:002012-04-16T04:14:32.729-07:00sedekahsituasi - abu sedang lepak di kedai bersama rakan-rakan, datang sorang buta meminta sedekah, dihulurnya duit rm2. <div><br /></div><div>tak lama kemudian datang seorang buta yang lain meminta sedekah, dihulurnya lagi rm2.</div><div><br /></div><div>dan beberapa minit kemudian abu ternampak seorang buta yang lain masuk ke kedai makan itu untuk meminta sedekah lagi.</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>persoalan - kali pertama abu sedekah dengan ikhlas hati.</div><div><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"> </span> kali kedua abu sedekah dengan ikhlas hati jugak tapi dah a bit kurang ikhlas</div><div><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"> </span> kali ketiga?</div><div> <span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"> </span> </div><div><br /></div><div>i mean like come on, kita memang nak sedekah dengan ikhlas, tapi kalau dah nak 10 orang buta masuk kedai tu dan mintak sedekah dekat abu tak ke abu rasa annoying? or aku je annoying tengok situasi tu? kalau abu nak sedekah duit banyak2 dekat orang buta baik dia pergi dekat persatuan orang buta or something like that sedekah banyak2. </div><div><br /></div><div>baru bangun dari tidur petang yang enak. memang busuk hati.</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div>k u c e mhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12029097433754641330noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1322877010615998772.post-21131585568911247922012-03-16T04:26:00.004-07:002012-03-16T04:27:32.250-07:00penat<span style="font-style: normal; font-size: 100%; ">penat ku berlari berkejar kejaran bersesat sesatan,</span><div style="font-style: normal; font-size: 100%; "><br /></div><div style="font-style: normal; font-size: 100%; ">dari segamat ke bandar melaka.</div><div style="font-style: normal; font-size: 100%; "><br /></div><div style="font-style: normal; font-size: 100%; "><br /></div><div style="font-style: normal; font-size: 100%; ">akhirnya</div><div style="font-style: normal; font-size: 100%; "><br /></div><div style="font-style: normal; font-size: 100%; "><br /></div><div style="font-style: normal; font-size: 100%; "><br /></div><div style="font-style: normal; font-size: 100%; "><br /></div><div style="font-style: normal; font-size: 100%; "><br /></div><div style="font-style: normal; font-size: 100%; ">ke shah alam aku kembali. -_-"</div><div style="font-style: normal; font-size: 100%; "><br /></div><div style="font-style: normal; font-size: 100%; "><br /></div><div style="font-style: normal; font-size: 100%; "><br /></div><div style="font-style: normal; font-size: 100%; "><br /></div><div><span ><i>fuck you uitm</i></span></div>k u c e mhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12029097433754641330noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1322877010615998772.post-81881161611700188932012-03-11T21:59:00.002-07:002012-03-11T22:22:57.391-07:00beginner conflict<span ><span style="font-size: 100%;">macam mana aku nak mulakan ni ya?hmmm. macam macam aku nak cerita tapi takpe lah, for now aku nak cerita pasal plan sambung belajar aku yang tak berapa nak best nih.</span></span><div style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; "><br /></div><div><span >straight<span style="font-size: 100%;"> to the point. aku ditawarkan BBA hons (finance) di uitm Machang pada awalnya. but i think i can't survive machang so aku pun minta bantuan bapak kepada kawan aku own, pak cik Ramli. </span></span></div><div><span ><br /></span></div><div><span >disebabkan pak cik Ramli ni kerja di bawah naungan barisan nasional so ramai lah orang orang berpangkat dia kenal. aku pun tunggu je jawapan dari pak cik Ramli pasal pertukaran aku.</span></div><div><span ><br /></span></div><div><span >so one morning he called me said that "pergi check dekat website tengok dah tukar ke belom tempat tu"</span></div><div><span >so i checked, nama aku dah pun di uitm Segamat. aku pun lega. tapi pak cik Ramli ada cakap dengan aku yang die nak try tukarkan aku di Uitm Melaka. tapi aku yakin di melaka tak ada course aku sebab aku dah check and kalau ada pun mestilah aku mintak tukar melaka kann??</span></div><div><span ><br /></span></div><div><span >so dah nak dekat penghujung masuk nama aku still kat uitm segamat bila aku check di website uitm. disebabkan aku tak ada kenalan and tak dapat kolej hari jumaat pagi aku dah berangkat ke segamat. abah, nana, abang pit and ibu pun ikot sekali.</span></div><div><span ><br /></span></div><div><span >sampai di segamat aku cari rumah sewa, jumpa tapi budak budak lain tak balik lagi, so aku duduk di rumah sewa tu seorang diri. petang tu bila tengok family aku nak balik automatic air mata jatuh berjujuran. tak boleh tahan sedih. aku rasa dorang pun rasa begitu sebab aku tak pernah pergi jauh jauh. diploma pun dekat shah alam je. haih -_-</span></div><div><span ><br /></span></div><div><span >isnin aku pun mulakan lah hari baru di uitm segamat, aku sesat masa nak mendaftar tapi nasib baik aku jumpa Aida yang sama sama sesat macam aku. haha. so dah ada member. the next day perjumpaan dengan ketua program. lagi ramai jumpa kawan baru. aku pun happy. lepastu aku tak nak la buang masa, nak terus pergi daftar kursus je tengok tengok nama aku dekat bandar melaka. i was like what the heck????</span></div><div><span ><br /></span></div><div><span >so aku terus ke pejabat HEP tanya. mak cik kat situ cakap nama aku kat bandar melaka bukan dekat segamat. so aku pun oh ok. seronok. tapi leceh nye nak pindah barang dah la lambat. </span></div><div><span >esok paginya abah and abang pit datang ambil aku dekat segamat and terus ke bandar melaka. </span></div><div><span >sampai je di melaka aku jumpa dengan Eka, kawan Aty. dia tolong tunjuk rumah, pejabat admin apa semua kat aku. </span></div><div><span >aku duduk di kolej yayasan melaka. nak masuk kene bayar lump sum rm740 untuk satu sem. aku terus masukkan barang semua. then pergi ke pejabat HEP and nak settlekan pasal surat tawaran. executive officer tu cakap nanti die call kalau dah settle. then aku jumpa ketua program buat pengecualian credit semua ambil jadual. </span></div><div><span style="font-family: Georgia, serif; ">petang Eka ajak balik sebab nak sambut birthday Aty malam tu, tapi balik kejap je sebab malam balik Melaka balik, tapi aku decide nak balik terus. </span></div><div><span style="font-family: Georgia, serif; "><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-family: Georgia, serif; ">so itu cerita last week. this week, today, Monday, kelas aku start pukul 12.30 tengah hari tapi tak ada nombor kelas so aku pergi la awal sebab nak settlekan pasal surat tawaran tu. tunggu punya tunggu orang tu kata dekat uitm sini tak ambil pelajar tahun akhir, so aku kena jumpe dengan puan Azlina settlekan macam mana. ya Allah sumpah leceh! :( so aku nak start kelas macam mana ni? </span></div><div><span style="font-family: Georgia, serif; ">oh, then, aku tanya orang pasal kelas yang tak tahu kat mana ni dorang cakap kalau kelas tak ada nombor maknanya takda kelas, lecturer akan bagi notes dekat student portal. again i was like wtf?? -_-</span></div><div><span style="font-family: Georgia, serif; "><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-family: Georgia, serif; ">tapi tak kisah la sebab rumah dekat je. tapi aku masih tak sedap hati sebab tak settle lagi pasal surat tawaran tuh :( tak kan kena pindah segamat balik pulak? :( leceh nyaaaaa.</span></div><div><span style="font-family: Georgia, serif; "><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-family: Georgia, serif; ">itu jelah cerita tak best pasal nak masuk belajar ni. fo those who follow me on twitter they should know it already. hehe. sorry spamming your timeline with this shit. </span></div><div><span style="font-family: Georgia, serif; "><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-family: Georgia, serif; ">dah lama gila woi tak berblogging. </span></div><div><span ><br /></span></div>k u c e mhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12029097433754641330noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1322877010615998772.post-79816359300210535892011-12-31T23:49:00.000-08:002012-01-01T00:06:12.064-08:00two thousand and twelveassalamualaikum and hello.<div><br /></div><div>cepatnya masa berlalu. macam macam aku buat masa 2011. memang orang kata sia sia la kan sebab aku skip belajar. patutnya aku dah degree masa 2011. tapi dah tak de rezeki ALLAH nak bagi nak buat macam mana kan? </div><div>semua orang ada cerita yang berbeza. ada rezeki masing masing yang ALLAH tentukan. baik dan buruk DIA je yang tahu untuk kita. apa apa pun aku bersyukur masih mampu teruskan hidup ni. biasalah hidup, ade ups and down die.</div><div>boleh dikatakan 2011 ni tahun aku menggigih mencari duit dan bertukar tukar kerja.</div><div>macam macam kerja aku buat. dari money changer kepada promoter kepada accountant cum admin assistant kepada data entry. eh rasa ade lagi tapi sekarang lupa la. -_-'</div><div>aku ade apply upu tapi macam aku cakap tadi la, tak de rezeki. tapi niat nak sambung belajar tuh tak pernah padam. insyaALLAH tahun 2012 ni aku akan sambung study no matter what kalau tak de aral melintang. kalau tak dapat universiti jugak aku akan masuk kolej la. harap harap sangat dapat sambung belajar. </div><div>konflik keluarga aku da makin surut. air dicincang takkan putus kan? no matter how bad they are how much i think i hate them for sometimes still they are the only family that i have. takde tukar ganti. aku cuba. dan aku rasa meraka pon cuba yang sama. aku cuma doakan yang terbaik buat semua. untuk aku juga.</div><div>kakak aku pun bakal mendirikan rumah tangga tahun ni. semoga die bahagia nanti, aku kesian die banyak berkorban untuk keluarga ni. lagi lagi untuk aku. :') semoga semuanya berjalan dengan lancar.</div><div>berbalik cerita new year la. tahun ni ramai member dah takde nak sambut sama sama. fareez dah fly ke uk. yazid dah ke laut, yang lain pulak sibuk bekerja. </div><div>so semalam sambut dengan kamal, caer, bangah and ina je kat marakesh.</div><div>sedih sebab tak ramai ada. tapi takpelah diorang semua tetap di hati. :)</div><div>aku harapkan yang terbaik untuk 2012. untuk aku dan untuk semua. amin.</div>k u c e mhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12029097433754641330noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1322877010615998772.post-41297695867899976982011-12-06T12:20:00.000-08:002011-12-06T12:21:00.460-08:00notekalau tak boleh tidur pagi pagi buta memang selalu buat kerja bodoh.<div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">bodoh.</div>k u c e mhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12029097433754641330noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1322877010615998772.post-10692324489379065802011-12-06T10:51:00.000-08:002011-12-06T11:13:24.498-08:00cause it's almost 3<div>so hello. bila tak boleh tidur kat sini lah aku jawabnye kan? </div><div>ok nak cerita pasal movie ombak rindu yang aku baru tengok semalam. </div><div>it was surprisingly awesome! for me la kan. well, aku baca novel ombak rindu tuh back then when i was 14 years old so bayangkanlah imaginasi budak 14 tahun baca novel kan. even though aku ada buku tuh and tau movie die nak keluar aku tak ade mase la nak baca balik. so my imagination stuck with what i imagined when i read that book back then. so basically nak komen on actors la dulu. first aaron aziz yang bawak watak hariz tuh sangatlah menjadi. nak tau sebab ape jadik? sebab bila aku baca buku tuh dulu aku memang bayangkan hariz ni badan die rambut die macam aaron aziz weyh! haha tapi when i was 14, aaron mane ade lagi kan? tapi muka tuh aku xingat la aku bayang macam sape. tapi badan and rambut tuh dah sameee! haha. </div><div>ok then, maya karin yang bawak watak izzah tuh okay la, sbb izzah ni gadis kampung je aku xdela bayang die cun mcm maya karin. </div><div>lepastu ade mila yang lisa surihani pegang watak ni. sangatlah lain dari ape yang aku imagined dulu. i mean dari segi muka dan vogue nye tuh.aku bayangkan mila ni muka pompuan cun yang jahat. lisa ni muka baik kot! haha tapi lakonan lisa sangatlah mantap despite yang die pelat R, bile die serious pon bile keluar pelat tuh satu panggung gelak je okay. kesian. muka ade, talented pulak tuh tapi anugerah Allah nak bagi die pelat. takpe laku jugak. hehe</div><div><br /></div><div>berbalik kepada cerita ombak rindu tadi, ade seorang kawan aku kata disappointing, banyak potong la ape la. aku rasa semua novel yang dijadikan movie memang la banyak scene yang potong kan? kalau semua scene die nak tunjuk mau satu hari movie tuh tak habes. lagi satu kalau novel dijadikan movie, mesti movie tuh tak best sebab lain dari ape kita bayangkan bile baca novel tuh. </div><div><br /></div><div>BUT! for ombak rindu ape yang aku bayangkan same macam dalam movie tuh. that's why aku rasa sangat satisfied dengan ape yang aku tengok. well, novel ombak rindu ni famous gila kot dulu. back then bila zaman semua pompuan baca novel aku tak baca sangat. novel yang famous je aku baca. haha then ombak rindu ni the first novel yang aku baca bila rasa best sangat semua novel karya fauziah ashari aku beli. malangnye semua novel fauziah ashari tema die lebih kurang je. perempuan yang malang kahwin tanpa rela dengan lelaki. kahwin paksa. tapi takpelah. ombak rindu ni je the best. hehe.</div><div><br /></div><div>patah balik kepada movie ombak rindu ni, so basically aku rasa 90% yang buat cerita ni sedih adalah lagu die yang super sedih! haha. kalau lagu die tak sedih tak menangis pon aku rasa. orang kata cerita ni lama 2 jam, tapi aku rasa kejap gila. haha. </div><div><br /></div><div>so esok aku akan tengok lagi ombak rindu ni. no no no. bukan sebab aku syok sangat kat cerita ni. haha. sebab dulu aku dah janji dengan Aty nak tengok cerita ni dengan die cuma semalam ade hamba Allah ni buat surprise pulak ajak aku tengok dengan die. :p aku xnak la mungkir janji. tak baik kan so esok akan tengok lagi sekali dengan aty and the gang. eh? haha :)</div><div><br /></div><div>lapa pulak dah. nak tidur ke nak makan? zzz</div>k u c e mhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12029097433754641330noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1322877010615998772.post-3911223778869609152011-11-13T13:24:00.000-08:002011-11-13T13:35:56.467-08:00hang in therehello. its 5.25am. and i am writing this. slept at 7 last night woke up at 12 and eyes wide open until now. <div>it's been a long time. who else writing in the blog besides the famous blogger? cause we got twitter, no need a blog to update about your life right? </div><div>twitter = life updated every second.</div><div><br /></div><div>we are coming to the end of this year already. as for me there's a lot of things happened. the good the bad. still, my life is a mess. </div><div><br /></div><div>i just hope that i still can continue my studies and everything will goes well as planned. </div><div><br /></div><div>nothing much to write about actually. </div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>but hey, hang in there, i'll go nowhere. </div>k u c e mhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12029097433754641330noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1322877010615998772.post-79720066635635317102011-10-17T12:45:00.000-07:002011-10-17T12:54:18.031-07:00semua engkaui hate it when i can't sleep at night. it all will lead me to disappointment of knowing that you are someone else. <div>my favourite part now her's</div><div>now she had that all was mine.</div><div>i am trying not to feel differently than i supposed to feel. </div><div>i don't know about you but i am pretty sure you'll not feel the same anymore.</div><div>on second thought why would you?</div><div>and on a big scale of rationalism WHY THE HELL WOULD I CARE ANYMORE?? </div><div>fuck it. i hope we never had a memories together. </div><div>cause i am delusional. </div>k u c e mhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12029097433754641330noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1322877010615998772.post-47763199864597211842011-10-07T02:35:00.000-07:002011-10-07T02:50:54.934-07:00tak sempattak sempat nak bercerita pengalaman di tempat kerja baru<div><br /></div><div>genap 10 hari aku dah men"chow"kan diri.</div><div><br /></div><div>ape tak nye, aku apply untuk post account cum admin assistant.</div><div>dekat offer letter die bagi pon untuk post account cum admin assistant.</div><div>so kerja aku berkaitan dengan account and admin jelah kan?</div><div><br /></div><div>tapi semua kerja pon aku buat.</div><div><br /></div><div>-kerja account of course la kan</div><div>-kerja admin pon haruslah macam jawab call, filing, tulis cheque, isi borang, anything to do in the office.</div><div>-kerja2 business developer pon aku buat </div><div>-kira stock kat restaurant pon aku kene buat</div><div>-hantar barang kt restaurant pon aku kene buat</div><div>-hantar dobi kerja aku</div><div>-ambil frame muka kau masuk paper pon kerja aku</div><div>-document kau beli rumah personal tiba2 aku kene tau dan ikot kau uruskan skali. huh?</div><div><br /></div><div>dan aku satu2 nye manusia yang bekerja dalam office tuh.</div><div>tuh yang sampai semuaaaa kerja tak kira la aku ada belambak kerja lain yang lagi penting ke tak penting ke aku kene buat.</div><div><br /></div><div>masalah lah disitu kan? </div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>kalau jawatan aku account cum admin assistant ape kata kau peningkan aku dengan kerja yang sesuai dgn jawatan yang aku pegang.</div><div><br /></div><div>takdelah aku nak chow macam ni. </div><div><br /></div><div>ini kerja account kerja admin pon aku dah pening kau nak tambah lagi pening aku dengan kene stay back sampai pukul 3 pagi atas sebab kerja yang bukan dibidang aku. motif kau??</div><div><br /></div><div>even kau bagi tittle aku account executive pon tapi tak setimpal dengan gaji yang ciput nih harap sangatlah aku nak bersengkang mata buat kerja tuh.</div><div><br /></div><div>so, perangai kau pon semua pekerja kau dah warning aku baiklah aku cabut awal2 kan.</div><div>takdelah menyusahkan kau.</div><div><br /></div><div>cuma kau akan susah la sementara nak cari orang baru.</div><div><br /></div><div>pengajaran bagi kau disini adalah, layanlah pekerja kau tuh elok2 sebab dorang yang menjadikan kau kaya dengan untung2 kat business kau. </div><div><br /></div><div>gaji ciput, bagi bonus tarik balik sangatlah buruk siku, kerja tanak berlambak lambak pulak kau humban.</div><div><br /></div><div>so sayonara. isnin ni nak start kerja baru. sehari rm50 pon takpelah kan. asal aku puas hati kerja setimpal dengan jawatan yang dioffer. </div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>adios amigos</div>k u c e mhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12029097433754641330noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1322877010615998772.post-23700673460553561842011-09-08T13:23:00.001-07:002011-09-08T13:23:32.023-07:00Tentang tentang <p class='bloggerplus_text_section' align='left'>Masih lagi begini. <br>Masih lagi berkeras.<br>Tiada apa apa. <br>Aku keras tak ber perasaan.<br>Kaku.</p>k u c e mhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12029097433754641330noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1322877010615998772.post-4288224334722833482011-08-31T17:37:00.001-07:002011-08-31T17:37:01.764-07:00Trying out <p class='bloggerplus_text_section' align='left'>Selamat hari raya everyone!</p>k u c e mhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12029097433754641330noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1322877010615998772.post-26989910528958421122011-07-15T03:01:00.000-07:002011-07-15T03:05:34.817-07:00aku harapbapak aku kaya raya so aku boleh study mana mana aku suka tanpa risau aku ni bodoh ke pandai untuk apply upu.<div><br /></div><div>(<i style="font-size: small; ">itu pun kalau die kisah nak tanggung)</i><br /><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>yes. dukacita. tidak layak. jangan tanya banyak. </div></div>k u c e mhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12029097433754641330noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1322877010615998772.post-6878947916982649802011-06-30T07:58:00.001-07:002011-06-30T07:58:51.922-07:00:)<div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px;">Let's go take a ride in your car<br />I will take the passenger seat<br />Baby, we don't have to go far<br />Unless you wanna show<br />Me a lovely place out of town<br />Where you feel most at ease<br />Well you are the one that I like<br />Always will be </span></span></div>k u c e mhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12029097433754641330noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1322877010615998772.post-59457564676458857312011-06-29T16:48:00.000-07:002011-06-29T16:51:23.815-07:00moi<i>and you wanna know what i think?</i><div><i><br /></i></div><div><i>i think you do love me</i></div><div><i><br /></i></div><div><i>but you are too stubborn and scared</i></div><div><i><br /></i></div><div><i>because last time you gave your heart to someone it got broken.</i></div><div><i><br /></i></div><div><i><br /></i></div><div><i><br /></i></div>k u c e mhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12029097433754641330noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1322877010615998772.post-70529481675193467052011-05-04T00:47:00.000-07:002011-05-04T01:07:16.182-07:00the 101 postthis post is dedicated to whom who actually leave a tiny scar in me. well u can always guess.<div>the past almost 9 months? is a waste of time. seriously WASTE OF TIME! i'm so mad at you. and when i mad i always end up typing nonsense here. that's why..... yabedabedu. when i'm happy i just ignore the world. hmm</div><div>is it bad? i guess it is bad. what should i do? </div><div>oh i forgot maybe it just the hormone. ok then i should stop now. k bye.</div>k u c e mhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12029097433754641330noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1322877010615998772.post-58695857428490500452011-04-07T10:27:00.000-07:002011-04-07T10:33:52.082-07:00things i always tell myself<div style="text-align: center;">life is not about who you be with. its about you and yourself.</div><div style="text-align: center;">not who you can depends on. but what you can do without others. </div><div style="text-align: center;">people come and go. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">so do i. </div>k u c e mhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12029097433754641330noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1322877010615998772.post-39286171211553745102011-03-15T11:57:00.000-07:002011-03-15T12:04:58.539-07:00to whom who may concernthank you so much for talking behind my back. <div>thank you so much for the sweet memories we had.</div><div>thank you so much for not asking me why i did that and keep assuming. </div><div>i think it better that way. it unexplainable.</div><div>i don't know what's wrong with you with me with us. </div><div>suddenly you threw me out of your life and u wondering why i deleted you?</div><div>fair enough. </div><div>it bother me so much because i care about you friend. </div><div>maybe i am wrong to put so much concern in your life that makes you feel irritated with me.</div><div>fine. thats why i stay away. far away from you. i'll keep my mouth shut. </div><div>and i think you should do the same too. adios amigos. </div>k u c e mhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12029097433754641330noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1322877010615998772.post-33038804014492828612011-01-02T10:38:00.000-08:002011-01-02T11:05:32.356-08:00about workso here goes the story... jeng jeng jeng..<div><b>first day </b></div><div>i was early, biasa la new comer. hehe but then shesshhh they damn late</div><div>around 11.20am they arrived. i gave them the resume, and sit. first thing to do, "ok wani, tulis resit"</div><div><br /></div><div>"bang, no rekening nya apa?" haha </div><div><br /></div><div>"sikit sikit u belajar ok, rilex je. jangan susah hati" :)</div><div><br /></div><div>treett treettt. </div><div><br /></div><div>"mau kirim berapa pak? satu juta kita bagi harga cantik tiga lima dua kasi u sekali ongkosnya"</div><div><br /></div><div>"jangan malu malu, duit makan ambil ye"</div><div><br /></div><div>"u wanna buy or sell?"</div><div><br /></div><div>830pm - "ok u nak balik boleh balik la" "oh ok, bubbye see u tomorrow"</div><div><br /></div><div><b>second day</b></div><div>ok today i learn something about my workmate. </div><div>the indian one kumar, hes a pure tamil and love everything about tamil which i means movies, songs etc.</div><div>the muslim one, shahul hes a MU hardcore fan and also hardcore tamil rock fan. ahahah </div><div>the other muslim one, sadik the very religious person with different mazhab</div><div><br /></div><div>on the first day with sadik..</div><div><br /></div><div><i>sadik:"i nak pergi semayang, i semayang punya org"</i></div><div><i><br /></i></div><div><i>me: "oh ok"</i></div><div><i><br /></i></div><div>on the second day with sadik</div><div><i><br /></i></div><div><i>me : "u tanak pergi semayang?"</i></div><div><i><br /></i></div><div><i>sadik: "tak, i qadak esok"</i></div><div><i><br /></i></div><div><i>me: ..................... :0</i></div><div><i><br /></i></div><div>so continue story on the second day, kumar have started teach me how to key in the resit into the computer. tap tap tap. </div><div><br /></div><div>"ok u boleh balik"</div><div><br /></div><div>"see you tomorrow"</div><div><br /></div><div>itu sahaja new thing for today. life was never be this easy. haha.</div><div>and oh, must mention here, i need to learn on how to koyakkan resit. fail big time. haha. </div><div><br /></div><div>and yeah its 3am, i couldn't sleep while tomorrow i have to work again. </div><div>esok nak dtg lambat sebab kumar pon lambat. haha ok bye :)</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div>k u c e mhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12029097433754641330noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1322877010615998772.post-2064983643574385582010-12-30T21:13:00.000-08:002010-12-31T12:23:56.115-08:002010rasanya tahun yang sangat sangat bermakna pada ku<div>macam macam kenangan pahit dan manis berlaku dalam hidupku</div><div>paling pahit</div><div>paling manis</div><div>ku mulakan tahun 2010 dengan membawa harapan yang besar</div><div>dan kekesalan di tahun 2009</div><div>ok, kita mulakan cerita gembira 2010 dahulu</div><div>alhamdulilah, </div><div style="text-align: center;">2010 aku berjaya tamatkan diplomaku dan grad</div><div style="text-align: center;">2010 juga tahun aku dapat my very own first car baby kelly</div><div style="text-align: center;">2010 i tried move on and couple with AKA</div><div style="text-align: center;">2010 my very first experience with the P</div><div style="text-align: center;">2010 i got my first competent license </div><div style="text-align: center;">2010 aku dapat hadiah birthday paling mahal, BB from him :) and its not even request ok</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div>cerita sedih dan menyakitkan hati pada tahun ni..</div><div style="text-align: center;">2010 aku mulakan dengan pertengkaran pertama aku dengan my dad</div><div style="text-align: center;">2010 aku sia siakan hidupku dengan tak melakukan apa2 selama 6months</div><div style="text-align: center;">2010 aku akhiri tahun ini juga dengan pertengkaran dengan my dad</div><div style="text-align: center;">2010 suck big time for me and my family</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">so setakat itu lah mampu ku katakan di sini</div><div style="text-align: left;">aku pon baru bangun tidur terus terasa nak tulis sebab hari ni hari terakhir aku berada dalam 2010.</div><div style="text-align: left;">so buang yang keruh ambil yang jernih, kalau orang tak suka, kita pun tak sudi, tak gitu? haha</div><div style="text-align: left;">happy new year guys, hope 2011 will be goood year for me. as i will start it with my real first job. heehe. alhamdulillah. start 2011 dah ade rezeki menanti, agar rezeki itu berterusan.. ameen.</div>k u c e mhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12029097433754641330noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1322877010615998772.post-47014380963931806332010-12-18T21:04:00.000-08:002010-12-18T21:06:50.609-08:00avez-vous se souviennent encore ce que c'est?<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman', 'new york', times, serif; font-size: medium; "><p style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "><em>"waktu kita sama sambut hari lahir</em></p><p style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "><em>ku beri hadiah bunga..</em></p><p style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "><em>cantik kau mmg cantik</em></p><p style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "><em>izinkan aku menatap wajahmu lagi..</em></p><p style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "><em>jika memori kita disimpan di dalam cakera..</em></p><p style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "><em>kanku mainkan sampai bila bila..</em></p><p style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "><em>n if u really throw it away..</em></p><p style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "><em>kau betul2 pijak hatiku lagi.."</em></p></span>k u c e mhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12029097433754641330noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1322877010615998772.post-50436963912137850352010-12-13T22:55:00.000-08:002010-12-13T23:05:50.870-08:00stab me right into my heart<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, FreeSerif, serif; color: rgb(68, 68, 68); "><span class="Apple-style-span"><p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.75em; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.6em; "></p><p style="margin-top:0in;margin-right:0in;margin-bottom:9.0pt;margin-left:0in"><span style="font-family:"Cambria","serif";mso-ascii-theme-font:major-latin; mso-hansi-theme-font:major-latin;color:#444444">If my mom still alive we wouldn't be like this<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p style="margin-top:0in;margin-right:0in;margin-bottom:9.0pt;margin-left:0in"><span style="font-family:"Cambria","serif";mso-ascii-theme-font:major-latin; mso-hansi-theme-font:major-latin;color:#444444">I don't have to live my life this way<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p style="margin-top:0in;margin-right:0in;margin-bottom:9.0pt;margin-left:0in"><span style="font-family:"Cambria","serif";mso-ascii-theme-font:major-latin; mso-hansi-theme-font:major-latin;color:#444444">Family? Consider that scratched out of the list.<br />I don't even know what's happening anymore.<br />Are we still what we call a Family?<br />Sad. So sad to even think about it.<br />There are lines and grids now.<br />A firewall. That brings us all apart.<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p style="margin-top:0in;margin-right:0in;margin-bottom:9.0pt;margin-left:0in"><span style="font-family:"Cambria","serif";mso-ascii-theme-font:major-latin; mso-hansi-theme-font:major-latin;color:#444444">And I know one person who changed it all.<br />Who started the partings.<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p style="margin-top:0in;margin-right:0in;margin-bottom:9.0pt;margin-left:0in"><span style="font-family:"Cambria","serif";mso-ascii-theme-font:major-latin; mso-hansi-theme-font:major-latin;color:#444444">It definitely you, please do deny.<br /><br />So there, we are divided into groups.<br />Some went on being individuals, alienating themselves from problems that may occur.<br />After all, who wants to be part of a problem. Part of a division.<br />Everyone act like nothing happens, while they know it’s something bad.<br />Can't really trust anyone don't you? Well, too bad.<br />Did you just know that? Thought you're smart enough to figure that out.<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p style="margin-top:0in;margin-right:0in;margin-bottom:9.0pt;margin-left:0in"><span style="font-family:"Cambria","serif";mso-ascii-theme-font:major-latin; mso-hansi-theme-font:major-latin;color:#444444">Too old to know what you could do to fix this.<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p style="margin-top:0in;margin-right:0in;margin-bottom:9.0pt;margin-left:0in"><span style="font-family:"Cambria","serif";mso-ascii-theme-font:major-latin; mso-hansi-theme-font:major-latin;color:#444444">Deep in my heart i really want all of us to break the wall, and be together again<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p style="margin-top:0in;margin-right:0in;margin-bottom:9.0pt;margin-left:0in"><span style="font-family:"Cambria","serif";mso-ascii-theme-font:major-latin; mso-hansi-theme-font:major-latin;color:#444444">But then again, what am I hoping for?<br />What's done has been done.<br />What's happened has happened.<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p style="margin-top:0in;margin-right:0in;margin-bottom:9.0pt;margin-left:0in"><span style="font-family:"Cambria","serif";mso-ascii-theme-font:major-latin; mso-hansi-theme-font:major-latin;color:#444444">My apologies, it would take quite an effort to have what we all had.<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:normal"><span style="font-family:"Cambria","serif"; mso-ascii-theme-font:major-latin;mso-hansi-theme-font:major-latin"><o:p> </o:p></span></p><p></p></span></span>k u c e mhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12029097433754641330noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1322877010615998772.post-80149690770025660642010-11-20T03:59:00.000-08:002010-11-20T04:02:57.991-08:00sejenak<div>innalillahi wainnalillahi rojiun</div><div><br /></div>dari DIA kita datang, kepada DIA kita kembali.<div><br /></div><div>orang selalu cakap, orang yang baik selalu pergi dulu.</div><div><br /></div><div>tapi aku tiba tiba terfikir, kalau semua orang baik pergi dulu so kita yang hidup ni semua orang jahat la?</div><div><br /></div><div>atau sebenarnye bukan tuhan tak sayangkan kita, tuhan sayangkan kita jugak. sebab tuh dia bagi kita umur panjang untuk beri kita masa untuk bertaubat.</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div>k u c e mhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12029097433754641330noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1322877010615998772.post-72144070165579649392010-10-21T04:33:00.001-07:002010-10-21T04:33:39.190-07:00do not bother<p class="MsoNormal">This is not a game, where you can quit or play whenever you want. U can’t force someone to play along with you anytime you want, and tell them to stop when you feel like you don’t need them anymore.</p> <p class="MsoNormal">What a waste when we forgot that friendship is everything to us. It means a lot. It doesn’t come and go like love. It’s almost impossible to find a friend like what you had before. Once you look like the friendship is no longer meaningful to you, it’s time. It’s like you throw the key of friendship, into the widest deepest and scary ocean. There’s no way to get the key back in your hand. </p> <p class="MsoNormal">There’s some concept friendship quite same with love. You will never be able to turn back times. People change every time. Regret is the most hurting moment that we would ever feel. You can regret, but you will never be able to turn back times. To be just like before, to cut the time so that we can pretend that the worst part happened in our lives never exists? People will always forgive but never forget. </p> <p class="MsoNormal">You can always wish it happen. That’s the power of what we call prayer.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span></p>k u c e mhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12029097433754641330noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1322877010615998772.post-22753954545073477372010-10-11T10:54:00.000-07:002010-10-11T11:06:33.929-07:00since when?hello. i've been busy with other stuff and people though i am unemployed and just finished my diploma and counting the days for convocation. lazy-bumbum-ass to apply a job. i did wish the offer come to me.haha. <div>i love my man. but now he's gone to terengganu for engine-rating stuff blablabla. i hope 4 months won't be that long. oh valentine, please come faster. opps, hang in there. :)</div><div><br /></div><div>daddy become so cruel each day. since the late settlement of astro bill. and other monetary stuff. come on la, why have to add more reason in my "WIHMD" list?? :[ enough said.</div><div><br /></div><div>today i woke up early cause i want to meet my babybun and naiemo. but i had to rush back home. fuck! :( i know she mad at me. but that is beyond my control. if i don't want to meet her at the very first place why the hell i wasted my time to go there. ohhh i don't want to break another promise. :( </div><div><br /></div><div>dear god, please be nice to us. you know i miss her. i am begging u to give us a little time to spend together. at least.</div><div><br /></div><div>goodnight babybun. goodnight dear. </div>k u c e mhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12029097433754641330noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1322877010615998772.post-86894185106460739182010-09-09T04:48:00.000-07:002010-09-09T04:51:00.085-07:00yes, i would begging again<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, helvetica, clean, sans-serif; font-size: 17px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 27px; ">I can't get you out of the sunlight<br />I can't get you out of the rain<br />I can't get you back to that one time<br />'cause you and me are still recovering</span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, helvetica, clean, sans-serif; font-size: 17px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 27px; ">So let's just try to cool it down<br />The fighting is feeling like flames<br />And let's just try to slow it down<br />We crash when we race<br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, helvetica, clean, sans-serif; font-size: 17px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 27px; ">Oh this is not the way that it should end<br />It's the way it should begin<br />It's the way it should begin, again<br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, helvetica, clean, sans-serif; font-size: 17px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 27px; ">No - I never wanna fall apart<br />Never wanna break your heart<br />Never wanna let you break my own<br />Yes - I now we said a lot of things<br />That we probably didn't mean<br />But it's not to late to take them back<br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, helvetica, clean, sans-serif; font-size: 17px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 27px; ">So before you say you gonna go<br />I should probably let you know<br />I never knew what I had<br />I never knew what I had</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, helvetica, clean, sans-serif; font-size: 17px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 27px; ">See, I look for you in the morning<br />It's that where my mind always goes<br />And I can't wait to get to the evening 'cause that's when I want you the most</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, helvetica, clean, sans-serif; font-size: 17px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 27px; ">So let's just try to cool it down<br />The fighting is feeling like flames<br />And let's just try to slow it down<br />We crash when we race</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, helvetica, clean, sans-serif; font-size: 17px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 27px; ">So before you say you gonna go<br />I should probably let you know<br />I never knew what I had<br />I never knew what I had<br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, helvetica, clean, sans-serif; font-size: 17px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 27px; ">But I know it now<br />I wish I would have known before<br />How good we were</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, helvetica, clean, sans-serif; font-size: 17px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 27px; ">Is it too late to come back<br />Or is it really over<br />If its really over<br />Then this is not the way that it<br />Should end its the way it should<br />Begin its the way it should begin, again</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, helvetica, clean, sans-serif; font-size: 17px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 27px; "><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, helvetica, clean, sans-serif; font-size: 17px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 27px; "><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, helvetica, clean, sans-serif; font-size: 17px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 27px; "><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: right;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, helvetica, clean, sans-serif; font-size: 17px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 27px; ">cause i love you so much sayang :)</span></div>k u c e mhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12029097433754641330noreply@blogger.com0