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I don’t want to tell anything about my job, everything went really well. I love my job even if I have to work like a cow, stay back until nobody left in the office, and catch the train in the middle of the night and all that. I just love my job.

What I want to say at this moment is, do not jeopardize our life, our relationship, our feelings with nasty words. I do admit I curse a lot, but whenever I curse, I curse with thoughts in my mind. I don’t go curse at people’s faces with nasty words when I am mad, I do actually, behind their back. But face-to-face, I’d rather talk. Yes, I do that, call me fake or whatever, but that really helps.

I have heard this before, “People would rather be killed by sword, not word.”

Because we never know how much words can hurt people, and who else will get affected.

This post is not for anybody, this post is written because I am in the middle of this kind of situation.

pieces, like real pieces.

Its funny to actually realize this used to be my favorite song of all.

If you watch the video until the end of it, you'll definitely see how this song represents me. Represents me life.

I can stand on my own.

I really can.

But you see, though I believe I am that strong, to lose certain people in my life is not something that I can afford to. I am all greedy because they are what I believe a gift from up above. And, being given an ultimatum is something I can't tolerate with when it comes to the loved ones. I can't choose. I'll die if I have to choose.

But yes, this song reminds me of the journey I have been through all this while, which may not as adventurous as yours, but it surely taught me how to live,

how to love,

how to hate,

how to appreciate,

how to avoid,

how to laugh,

how to cry,

and definitely taught me how to handle myself.

Back to the point, WHY CANT I LOSE THEM?

simple,

you have the answer.

Motif aku main mesej dengan Ustaz?

Bermain mesej dengan Ustaz Tilawah bukan senang, mendatangkan peluh umpama babi laut juga.



Aku: Ustaz, macamana Tilawah saya masa exam tu, Ustaz rasa saya boleh lulus tak?

Ustaz: Ish, tanya saya pulak, cuba tanya tuan punya badan dulu, boleh jawab ke tidak?

Aku: Saya rasa saya boleh jawab, tapi masa exam tu saya nampak Ustaz tulis markah macam kosong je banyak?

Ustaz: Ish, buat cerita pulak dah. Mana ada kosongnya. Tu tulis dalam arab la. Ish ish ish.

Aku: Oh yeke? Hahaha, saya ingatkan kosong. Tapi rasanya saya lulus ke tidak?

Ustaz: Start je kerja dulu, tak payah fikir result. Kot kalau lulus nanati dapat gaji belanja saya.

Aku: Kalau lulus and dapat convo tahun ni, InsyaAllah saya belanja Ustaz. :)

Ustaz: Tak kira rasuah ke kalau macamtu?

Aku: Bukan rasuah, itu namanya kongsi rezeki, Ustaz.

Ustaz: Lulus laa, dah hantar result dah pun.

Aku: Yeke Ustaz? Alhamdulillah. Oh, Raihana suruh saya tanya result dia macamana. Lulus?

Ustaz: Ish, main order je ek? Huh, ingat McD ke? Sorry, order tak dilayan.

Aku: Dia kata dia tanya Ustaz hari tu, Ustaz kata lulus 'kot'. Haha. Nanti saya suruh dia tanya sendiri. Terima kasih Ustaz! :)

Ustaz: Lulus terima kasih lah eh? Kalau tak lulus jadi macam Ustaz R, kena umpat, kan?

Aku: Ahahaha, Ustaz jangan cakap macamtu. Bukan umpat, tapi meluahkan kekecewaan. Hahaha.

Ustaz: Pandai betul budak U** ni, rasuah dia kata kongsi rezeki, umpat dia kata luah perasaan. Nasib baik dah grade. Tapi jangan lupa belanja bila dapat gaji esok esok. Saya dah tulis dalam diary dah ni.

Aku: InsyaAllah, nanti Ustaz jangan lupa ingatkan tau.

Ustaz: Sendiri mau ingat la, siapa suruh buat janji.



MENCABAR KAN?



oh p/s: dah tahu dah nilai sabar tu bagaimana besarnya.

Snap!

It is good to know that you know my taste is as low as my dignity.

So, do not worry, some people are out of 'my' league.

:)

NR

This post is specially written for one of my fellow friends, letting her know that I love her, even though we're not like super duper best friends, but yeah, I care about her. A lot. She's 2 years younger than me, younger than all of us, she's our little sister.




I cried while reading her blog. Seriously.



While everyone is happy with changes in their life, I can't imagine how is she with hers.



I can't feel what is it like, I totally can't. Because it is too painful.





NR, you know I am nowhere but here. You know I am willing to share the pain, though you might think it is too personal to share with other people.



But do believe,
I know you care a lot about me, you ask me questions no one bother to ask whenever we're in your car.
I know you care a lot about me, you say nasty things about me, never behind my back but in front of my face.



So, who am I to play cool when you think you are at the lowest point of your life?

Berjaya.

Two days in a row, and I am still fine.








Super big smile on my face. Not a fake one. :)





Lesson to be learned:

Nothing. You have to learn from your own stupidity, which I believe I have now successfully mastered mine.

McCann.

Finally I'll end the unemployed phase. Soon.



The job is as a copywriter, who put hands on creative works such as writing scripts for TV and Radio commercials as well as printed advertisements, translating the commercials' languages and so on.



An endless thanks to Lye, if not because of her, I might not have this chance. I promise to work hard.



And of course my superbestfriends and my sisters(I shall not name you, because you know who you are) for helping me with the assignments, also for countless support. And for friends who shared their luck with me, the person up there will pay you. I believe that. And I owe you guys my life.









Rasa nak menangis bila kenangkan budi kawan-kawan. Sumpah.









And,

"Kalau ada rezeki Adik, maka ada ah rezeki Ibu and Ayah." That is for sure.





Gila post aku macam menang award kan?

Blah blah blah.

Because you talk too much. And you are trapped between your words.





I talk, and at the same time, I observe. I dont judge. I assume.





Because I believe assumption is better than judgement. Assumption leads you to self-improvisation where judgement is only to prove you're wrong in certain things.







Yes, I talk trash. But I dont talk BULLSHIT. I dont go telling stuff I made up just for the sake of seeking for attention. I dont go making up stories just to save my own ass. And I dont lie just to make myself accepted by society.





But I do backbite. Dont fuck me you dont do the same. Do not ever fuck me, you are not God.

Cik Mat rocks!

Semalam ayah aku hilang, dekat supermarket.



Aku macam nak try guna customer service, tapi ibu aku halang sebab kami sama-sama rasa mesti buruk bunyi announcement dekat corong, "Encik Mohamed b. Omar, anak perempuan anda sedang menunggu di kaunter pertanyaan."



Ataupun buatnya kalau tak jumpa, keluar headline akhbar,

'Bapa hilang, ahli keluarga semua risau'.




Nasib baik jumpa, muka tak bersalah pula tu.

ANEH-ANEH.

Korang babi.

Oh, teringat ini, kejadian semalam di Taman Tasik Titiwangsa.



Soalan aku berbunyi: "Bila last kau flirt dengan lelaki?"





Nume: "Minggu lepas."
Yen: "Malam tadi."
Sheima: "Oh, sedang ah ni."


Serentak: "Kau Pa?"


Sambil tersipu-sipu loser: "4 tahun lepas."





Motherfuckerrrrrrr!





Tu la dia, mengundang lagi, siapa suruh.

Hell-O? Hell-No!

Every goodbye makes the next hello closer.








Just because your life is so easy, you filthy bastard.

Ha, kawen lah kau!

Just got back from cousin's house just now, attending her 'merisik' ceremony. So got 'makan makan' with big family the night before and I was asked to give a speech on behalf of Amran and Aminah's family. Ceh, terketar-ketar nak cakap.




Hung out with my cousin Ain most of the time. And we talked mostly about her getting married. She's only 24. Aku jadi paranoid. Haha.


The big day will be on April 30th, 2011.



Sebenarnya, gila babi susah nak kahwin. Banyak hal nak kena fikir. Aku pulak yang naik semak otak.






Glad to think that marriage is no longer under my top priorities at least for 4 to 5 years to come.




But I believe, the time approximation will change eventually. Maybe longer, maybe sooner. Depends on the situation whether I am going to meet the 'Mister' or not.








The exciting part is, both of Lye and I are going to be the wedding planner. Big yeay!



Ain's mom is trying to match me with her Guru Mengaji. Still studying.



UIA.





Whaddefek aku punya Tilawah pun dah repeat berapa kali tak lepas lepas.


Tak beragak.

Mr Abdul Jamal

I want to talk to you. But I dont know how to start. Or maybe I dont know where to start.








I was so mad but yeah, I miss you. Bye. :)

buyer of the tickets

I have many circles of friends that I happen to be super closed to. One I share tears and joy with, one I share lots of dreams with, one I laugh my ass off with and couple of circles I have fun with.



The uniqueness of having various circles of friends is they are different from each other. And how I bring myself around them is quite different too. Its not like I'm not being myself, but sometimes its a matter of what you give and take from them.



Because I know which circle is willing to rise and fall with me, which circle is only enjoying themselves whenever I am around, and which circle is having fun looking at my funniness.




And I feel the same. There are certain people I hold tight to, and certain people I look forward to befriend with until the end of time, because I appreciate for they have given me chances to grow up, and change myself to a better person.










I am easy-going yet harsh, simple yet chaotic, and open to befriend with strangers only if they can stand me.



But yes, rebuilding a friendship is kind of hard for me, but only if it affects me ultra bad. Like you know what.



Because I have huge ego that is higher than the sky.



Oh yeah, I wrote this because I had superfun with two different circles today.


And everyday-fun with my number ONE circle of friends.

Big wish.

Hopefully, every sweat, every effort, every hope and every pray are blessed so I can change the fate.



So I can bring my parents to exclusive restaurants without having to use my PTPTN loan.

So I can buy my parents lots of pokok langsuyar for them to talk to every morning.

So I can buy my parents kerusi ogawa so they can smile in their sleep.

So I can buy my parents one Orang Utan because two of their ORANG UTANS are staying in Kuala Lumpur. One is unemployed, one is finishing his Diploma.

So I can buy my parents the tickets for them to go for Umrah, because all this while they are not able to save the money to do so.







So I can buy my parents everything, for I can never pay back the amount that they have spent on me.








Ada sesiapa kenal Datuk ke Tan Sri ke, supaya proses ini dapat dipercepatkan. :)

Of mistakes and corrections.

Had lunch with bunch of girlfriends yesterday after my Tilawah class. There, we talked about my friend's dilemma. I am going to twist the topic a little bit so it wont look obvious because it might be sensitive to certain people.



So it is about freedom of making decision.



I am thankful enough for I have been given full power to determine my own future. Without having any interference from anyone of course.


Especially my parents. They are understanding enough to let me myself decide on almost everything in my life. It is because they have to. They know how I live my life. They know if I fall down, I'll stand back on my own. They know if I want black, then black I'll have. They know if I hate white, I wont be near to white.



Yeah, and things like that. One kind of stubborn bitch I am.

But it doesnt mean I dont need them in making decisions. Its just I am big enough to decide. And yeah, I still want them to know about every single decision I have made.






So, it is okay if people still need help in making decision. That is what we called 'consideration'. But yeah, the good and bad of it are still in our hands if you know what I mean.






P/s: Really cant wait for next week.

hasil tiga hari otak semak.

InsyaAllah kalau betul Tuhan kata rezeki aku di situ,
baru aku buka cerita tentang sketch ini.



P/s: Kalau ada sumur di ladang.