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Saya tidak pernah ada cellphone yang ada memory card. Sekarang saya tuan punya.

Alhamdulillah.. Terima kasih, mama dan baba yang memahami.

Selamat tiga ratus ringgit (dah hampir ke KB Mall petang ini untuk beli cellphone baru), hanya dengan berkongsi cerita dengan ibubapa.




Oh shite.

Posted: June 28, 2010 in football, random rambles, school, simple stuffs

First of all, the queen’s team was denied in the ultimate battle of the remaining Europes. So i’m not in a mood for a celebration though i was in love with Schweinstiger back in prev FIFAWC days. I’m no expert in football so i can’t really comment on how the game went but i know England didn’t play up to their standard and the ref’s call on Lampard’s goal was crappy. As Amin Uloom has stated in his facebook, Subkhidin from Malaysia could’ve made a better call. Grrr..

Second, i’m in deep shite that i havent finish up the report for the first phase of our elective project. And tomorrow, we’re going to visit the school in Bangsar for the second phase already. Β I’m gearing up and speeding with the keyboard punching so that i’d be until the conclusion part before Subuh dawn on me. Earlier before i was doing a sewing project for Didi (talk about procrastination with the elective stuffs), but then i realised there weren’t enough material to finish it by tonight. Β So i’ll try to find the missing part tomorrow at Tasheng’s and get it done before i board the bus to KL. Hope i’d complete it by then. Hope i’ll complete them ALL by tomorrow. πŸ˜€

And owh, i now know what retweet means. heheh. I’m on Twitter now. For those with a twitter account, follow me @chibiblupblup! Tengs! πŸ™‚

Alhamdulillah.. πŸ™‚

Thank you Allah for the neverending joy He keep supplying this humble life of mine.

I’m really a happy bunny in these 2 days and so. On Friday my whole family (and by whole i mean parents, me and my lil bro. muehehe..) went to Kuantan to visit Abg Chik in Gambang matriculation college. We kidnapped him after the Jumaat prayer, (although he’s not suppose to go out cz they have JPP stuffs going on in the evening of the day, but somehow he managed to get through the mak guard) and went shopping in East Coast Mall. After the mall my bros and I we set out to the GSC for Toys Story 3 – which is sooooooooo worth it. I really won’t mind watching it again.

The three of us have always been fans of the Toys Story movies (anyone isn’t?) and the characters, so watching the sequel in the cinema is something that we just MUST do. And as always, the Toys Story 3 is everything we thought it would be. The characters are so alive, with distinct personality and ‘humane qualities’ they each uniquely posses, the storyline are brilliant for all 3 movies, and I love TS3 particularly for its combination of thrill action, comedy and drama. All put together so effortlessly entertaining. It’s sad however that the toys are not with Andy anymore, since he’s going to college and all. The last scene are so saddening i had to really refrain myself from letting the tears come out – since it’s just a cartoon, i somehow feel ridiculous to cry over it, huhu.. (but really, it’s so sad i might not even care if to cry if the first tear dropped) and apparently my brothers did so too. It’s weird how a simple work of the cartoonists and some computer graphics can really touch our heart.

To anyone who hasn’t watch the TS3 (or even TS1 or TS2) yet, i reaaaallllllyy recommend the movie. To cartoon lovers, its a MUST-watch. Enjoy Buzz Lightyear’s dance in his Spanish mode. So sexy and damn funny! That was my favourite part in the movie, i laughed out loud and almost everyone in the cinema did! Β Haha.. After the TS3, we bought the tickets for midnight movie Karate Kid. This one’s quite slow i was half asleep in some part of the movie (well it’s not the movie’s fault i was watching it around 1.30am anyway). But all in all, it was entertaining. I love Will Smith’s kid’s act. He’s a natural and i really think he’s doing great for his future acting career. This movie is recommended too. What really made me happy was the three of us spent time together laughing and discussing the movie until the next morning. Precious times like that always makes everything worth it.

We had to leave Abg Chik at his friend’s house on Saturday morning because we had a wedding to attend in Putrajaya before late afternoon. Baba was speeding all the way. Luckily the wedding buffet is still going on when we arrived (then ape lagi, melantak lah. haha).. Since it’s Syafiq’s sister’s wedding, a lot of fellas from my secondary school were there so after the buffet I joined them hanging out in Alamanda. It was fun, meeting old friends whom i haven’t seen much around these days. Aziera treat us to a whole lot bunch of Big Apple doughnuts and we just hang out having pointless conversations and laughed our asses off. Thanx dudes and dudettes, for making my day. πŸ™‚

Didi picked me up at Alamanda after the peeps left and we had dinner at Soho bangi (did i make it sound anything like SOHO the club and bar? well it’s anything but. haha). Another person to keep the jovial smile on me all day. πŸ™‚ I always knew that he’s my guy, but everytime i see him he never fail to make me feel like the luckiest person on earth to have him as my guy. πŸ˜€ πŸ˜€ πŸ˜€ Β I can’t help it that my heart hop around and summersaulted with joy when he’s around although he might have done the Β most boring things on earth sometimes.. hehe okay won’t go on rambling about him here. Spent the night at my uncle’s house in Gombak. He just moved there so i wasnt quite familiar with the route to his house yet, so Didi and I spent quite a while searching for it – I didn’t really mind though, cz it kept me with Didi longer. haha.. πŸ˜›

The littlest thing when done with people that matters, will always make the biggest memories you’ll regret to lose. I love you all. πŸ™‚

And oh, Happy Birthday to Mr. Wan Mohd Sulaiman bin Wan Ismail. You are the best any father can ever be. As i know my baba won’t read this, and he’s currently in KL, i’ll just pour my heart out on his cellphone via text msgs, aite?

Take care everyone. :-*

Assalamualaikum and good day. πŸ™‚

Hope it had been a fine, fine, week for you in the newest year of our life. πŸ˜‰

In this week, one of the fillings in my little brown book is the PSP (Medical Student Association) debate match which i already ticked done. I trully appreciate the effort to promote debate in the school as we are indeed in total lack of it. However, sadly, there were only 2 groups took part in it. One group is the obvious, which is from usmkk debate club (is it official anyway?) and the contender was a group which we pulled together out of nowhere somewhere.. (as Iqbal said if we don’t do this, the only one registered team will win undefeated, and i am not willing to let a debate won without any actual jaw-jaw done. Tabik spring kat Iqbal yang berani mencuba debat bahasa Inggeris walaupun dia sebenarnya lebih arif dalam debat bahasa Melayu & Hatif yang memang bidan terjun tulen. I admit that even I hesitated to join due to months of zero brainstorming on matters that matters.) However, the lack of participation is a blame to no one, as here in usmkk, we rarely find promotion or exposure on debate thingy. Many just haven’t experience it and doesn’t know yet, that it’s really a natural high (as for me, at least) to speak out on something important, knowing that you actually have a mind on things that concerns the community. And that brings me to what i was thinking prior to letting my phalanges run on the keyboard.

After the debate, I read through our ‘discussion’ that i wrote down in my brown book and i realized, there were lots of flaws done during the debate, from my side of the team. Some of the points i elaborated on were away from our stance-the real thing we supposed to fight for-, and some other errors and ramblings that I shoudn’t have done. So what actually have i been rambling on about? Where are the analysed pieces of thoughts by the readings done? Have i really been reading anything? Have i actually been talking nonsenses just to get over a debate? To win one?

There are two kind of debaters – the one who really want to have an opinion on matters and wants his thought to be heard and counted in for the better solution, and another, is the one who doesn’t really care about the world, he just wants to fight about it. (well there maybe more, but my brain just have this capacity. muahaha)

I’m afraid that as the time fly by, i have been a little ‘shallow’, and might fall into the second category. I realised i read less of books/webs on facts or intellectual minds in blogs nowadays. My interest have shifted to blogs with lots and lots of photos, especially on fashion and interior designs. But then, it’s not a crime, is it? Eheh..heh..heheh.. heh.. Hmm..

Adoila…then i guess i am in jeopardy of turning into someone the attitudeΒ i swore to hate dislike a bit. Read more please, Iliana. Do not let your mind starve and die in ignorance.

Assalamualaikum and a very good day to all. πŸ™‚

And yes, it is a very good day indeed. It’s my favourite weather happening – with bits of rainy and sunshine-y. And green predominates the colours outside my window. So cosy and beautiful. I love to watch people walking / just hanging around in the rain with their umbrellas up too, illuminating rainbows apart from from the potential natural one. It has been like this since yesterday, the cold weather ‘lullaby-ing’ many of us who already were super-sleepy from new year’s eve celebration, not allowing us to get up and gear up for the day ahead – which is duper-dangerous for this particular girl who’s having professional exam in medicine in not 3 months! Β Arkk!!

Yeah ok i know, some of you might be saying, “So what are you doing here (+ facebooking)?!! Get out and hit the books already!!” – believe me, i’ve been saying the same thing to myself, and so, err…just a brief update?

Well okay, nothing much, just that on new years eve, while i planned to set back and read with cuppa mugga of coffee in my hand the whole midnight till morning, suzana texted me, inviting to watch the eclipse at the beach. And i thought, wow, eclipse on new year’s eve! That’s something! And so we went.

We’ve departed a bit late from the campus as we’ve to wait for Sue and Yana to get done with their aerobics training (they’re on the campus aerobic team. yes, the all-time champ in inter-campus aerobics, aerobic team). Β  So we kinda missed the fireworks part.

And for the first time in my life, (reminding you, i am actually a Kelantanese – no biggy) i now know the route to Pantai Cahaya Bulan! Muahahhaa.. Now when my friends visit, i can proudly say, “I can bring you to PCB, by car.” muahahhaha… πŸ˜›

Because we couldn’t really see the eclipse (some say it’s actually just a full moon, i don’t know, confused by the tabloids too), we end up unwinding with the cool breeze and camwhoring instead! Here are some pictures of us:

my finger pointing at the moon which we can't seem to adore much of its sight due to heavily clouded sky.

The troops. From left: Ihie, Dibby, Suzanne, Ady, Liyana

The troops. From left: Ihie, Dibby, Suzanna, Ady, Yana.

Contemplating the upcoming year. 2010, be a love and allow my dreams to come true.

I was actually just posing 'shocked' when coincidentally there were firecrackings and shocked me for real. on the left: neurofibliary tangle as seen by suzanna. ;P

Love isn't in the air, it's on the beach! ;D

Grab some munchies and coconut shake before heading back.

Me and Ady

Suzanna and Yana

Happy New Year! πŸ˜‰

Dibby: I wanna get better pointer this year!

Me too! More or less, since my course doesn’t go by pointer. πŸ™‚

Have a great year ahead! πŸ™‚

Sure, there are qada n qadar. But God must have given you cognitive function for a reason, doesn’t He? Work for it, sunshine. Don’t ever give up. Miracle happens to the lucky ones. And only the ones who put effort are lucky.


Out of the night that covers me,
Black as the Pit from pole to pole,
I thank whatever gods may be
For my unconquerable soul.

In the fell clutch of circumstance
I have not winced nor cried aloud.
Under the bludgeonings of chance
My head is bloody, but unbowed.

Beyond this place of wrath and tears
Looms but the Horror of the shade,
And yet the menace of the years
Finds, and shall find, me unafraid.

It matters not how strait the gate,
How charged with punishments the scroll.
I am the master of my fate:
I am the captain of my soul.

William Ernest Henley

.u wanna talk?.

Posted: December 29, 2009 in random rambles, simple stuffs, yarns

Go on. But bear in mind, it’s not without ‘complication’.

Problem with talking too much:

#1 asking for too much attention.

#2 blaming & never forgiving.

#3 revealing own weakness without even realizing.

#4 misdirected anger and frustration leading to confusion and self-insecurity.

#5 u’ll loose insight to what’s right and wrong .

In conclusion, speak when needed, read before asking and ask to the right person at the right time unless to show how cheap, easy and immature you are.

This is just a personal documentation of a piece of thought i get from Wira. No relation to whoever howsoever. Don’t find youself dwelling in this emo-seeming excerpt. Move on baby.