Water Supply Needed..

Assalamualaikum,
It's 1430 on Saturday's fine evening with a lil bit of shower from the majestic rain itself. Ah, what a nice day, ONLY IF WE HAVE WATER!

I don't really know if this is a common thing for the seniors in UiTM Kuantan before but this is the second time for this freaking week! Godamn, how can I survive this condition? OMFG!!!!!

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No words can destribe the many pain we are suffering now. Hey, tak mandi lagi okay! Busuk k!

Come on, please come back...

We are All Lazy

Assalamualaikum,
Ayy there, so whatchu been doing, assholes? Haha. Nothing's been going on to fuck myself up so far. Although, it has been raining a lot these days which resulted in a very low temperature.

Well, not that low like in Cameron Highlands kinda weather. Speaking of Cameron Highlands, in which is in the spotlight for it's 'pendatang asing tanpa izin' issues. Bad, really bad.

Concerned about the issues, ma and me kinda had a heated discussion regarding to this shit. Ma believes that this matter wouldn't be so damaging if it weren't for the Malaysians that hired them PATIs. And I believe that it is our fault.

The fault in ourselves, written by Ikah Black! LOL

If you said these below upon reading it,


"Godammit, why bitch? You know nothing about Malaysia!"

"Are you making a speculation?"

"Stop saying things that might get you into troubles!"


Be glad that I expect that. LOL.

Okay, so why? Because we're lazy! (Me included). Have you ever notice that the jobs that these PATIs are doing isn't something that any of us would wanna do. Would you go build someone's house? Would you grow veggies under someone's order?

Well hell nah!

Malaysians, (read : not all) are demanding. We want everything that's nice. We don't wanna start with something low. We wanna be the top! But sadly, we refuse to fucking start from the fucking bottom! Bitches!

I once heard someone told me, may Allah swt bless them,


"If someone with an education level as low as SPM, wants a work with starting salary of RM900, then what would you want someone with a diploma, degree, master, or freaking PhD, would want? Higher aight?"


Of course lah. We do not want to sacrifice a single shit. Too much ego in one person is already trouble.

Well then, how to change the future from being kicked out of our country? Work! Don't be a lazy-ass. Be a doer, not a sleeper. LOL, I created that. I've seen many of us even with a degree, become a 'petani'. Work in a field, but we refer them as 'petani moden' since they applied their knowledge and skills at work.

Why can't we start doing something? Why do we have to wait? Urgh, obviously I won't wait for you.

Past is Past?

Assalamualaikum,

In a two weeks or so I'll be living my comfort zone to study in Kuantan. This time, without the presence of Bae in Malaysia. Too bad, cause I really miss him. He's busy these days considering he's no longer a sophomore but a junior. Well, the transition isn't that huge but again, he's nearly finishing his studies. So yay to him.

Ah, the odd joy of misery. For those who actually reads my blog, you'll notice that I have some trouble during the time I stayed at A303. How depressed I were during those ages that I would probably referred to as 'Zaman Gelap' (as I learnt it in school) or 'Dark Ages'

"These are dark times, there is no denying. Our world has perhaps faced no greater threat than it does today. But I say this to our citizenry: We, ever your servants, will continue to defend your liberty and repel the forces that seek to take it from you! Your Ministry remains, strong." -Minister Rufus Scrimgeour, Harry Potter and The Deathly Hallows Part 1

The quotes doesn't make sense in my case today. Shah. whatever. Do I even care?

Honestly, can't wait to go back to Kuantan. I need to prove something. That I'm not lucky. That I deserved to be there. I'll fight this time. Won't concede! (Why do I read this in Hagrid's voice? Toom much Harry Potter, there bitch.) I have to bring home the bacon, of course not the real four-legged pink animal! Duh. -.-

By the way, I'm at mom's office again, and it's freezing here! Can't wait to go home but the wifi here is so tempting. Why?

A Tale of A Love Story #3

(I'm reformating this short story. Be sure to read the first two part.)

It was raining. A girl dressed in a baby blue flowering blouse and khaki pants, with a deep brown shawl covering her head, was in a cafe. She sat beside the glass wall that has flower pots with big red roses drawn all over it. Sipping down her cup of tea, her favourite drink, she gazed outside the windows to the people walking either in groups, pairs, or alone. They have their umbrellas with all these colors and patterns.

She's been there for a few minutes, waiting. Waiting for a guy that she had known for years until recently the same guy had opened her heart, to love. She was daydreaming when that guy arrived at the serene and quiet cafe. They were not the only one there but somehow, the crowded cafe was so peaceful. Everyone's enjoying their morning with leisure, no rushing but relaxing.

"Sorry that I'm late, sayang. Have you been waiting long? I'm sorry"

The guy's voice brought her back to reality. She gave him a smile. The guy took his seat in front of her. He put his phone out and silenced it. It's a habit. He didn't want anything to disturb him, especially when he is with this girl.

"How long has it been? 6 months since our last meeting? You look different. Well, fat actually. Did you eat everything you put your eyes on?"

"Ahah, your sense of humor is still the same. Weird. You'll not be here if I'm like what you said."

"And your way of defending yourself is, sadly the same."

No one knows what's so funny, but both of them bursted into laughters. They talked, and talked, and talked until the rain actually stopped. They both saw the sunshine and gave each other a secret sign.

"Out? Now?"

Tha's probably what's on their mind. He paid for the drinks and walked the girl out of the cafe. They are indeed going somewhere. Most likely a place fit for two love birds. However, it didn't seemed like it. He was taking her home. To his parent's house to be exact.

"Scared, sayang? Your first time meeting with my parents."

"I hope that they'll like me, babe. Though I am not the likeable type. Wonder if your mom likes someone who can't sit like a princess, but a prince instead."

"No worries lah, they'll be just fine."

To ease out her anxiety the guy switched on the radio. It was a rock song playing. It wasn't romantic, still they sang and laughed at one another when they got the lyrics messed up.

Moments later, his car arrived at a huge bungalow. She was a little starstruck. All these years knowing him, she never thought that he's so rich, or at least his family is. A middle-aged woman dressed in black 'jubah' and red shawls greeted the couple.

"Masuklah, kami dah lama tunggu adik balik."

Adik, she referred to both of them as adik. Her biological son and the girl. The girl will be her daughter-in-law soon. The girls stepped out from the car and tried to walk as gracefully as she could and shook the woman's hands, whom she called, 'Mak'.

"Maaflah mak, kami lambat. Ada orang tu lambat datang sangat."

She made a spiteful remark towards the guy and he was trying to avoid any eye contact from his mother. He went inside and gestured both of them in.

"Mak, ayah mana? Pagi tadi adik nampak dia dekat luar, siram pokok orkid kesayangan mak tu."

"Ayah dekat atas, adik pergi panggil. Cakap menantu dah lama tunggu ni."

The girl blushed and she's now as red as the woman's shawl. The woman offered her drinks. Politely said thank you, the girl took a cup of tea from the tray. Ah, tea again, but she could not be demanding. After all, she's just a guest. She sipped down the hot tea when a man walked down the stairs. He was wearing 'baju Melayu' and 'kain pelikat'. The guy who at his age shouldn't be called 'adik' followed the man from behind.

They both took their seat at the sofa where the girl and the mother was waiting. The girl smiled at the old couple. She couldn't believe that she's meeting her future parents-in-law. She shy and the couple knew that.

"Beginilah, ayah dengan mak, dah lama tahu pasal kamu berdua. Kami setuju yang kamu akan jadi menantu kami. Tapi ada syaratnya. Lagipun, kamu berdua muda lagi, jadi selagi syarat ayah dengan mak tak complete, selagi tu kamu berdua macam ni."

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Sanah Helwah

Assalamualaikum,

Whose birthday is it that I'm so excited about? IT'S MY BEST FRIEND'S BIRTHDAY!!!!!!

MADIHAH AMIN! I'M GONNA CELEBRATE YOUR DAY!

Too much caption, Ikah. You should restrain yourself.

Haha, okay. So who is Madihah Amin?

Madihah Amin is....

-someone who had helped me to stay positive during my downs.
-someone who kept my feet on the ground during my ups.
-someone who makes me forget that I'm crying.
-someone who I missed the most when I'm in Kuantan
-someone who meant the world to me.

I LOVE YOU! BUT I AM NOT A LESBIAN!

In order to respect her, she doesn't like it when I curse, I would not be using any harsh words today. So probably, this is my first post that is thoroughly clean. A clean version of a dirty mind I own.

A love letter is compulsory, haha.



Dear Madi,

Thank you. Kau antara orang yang aku paling sayang. Thank you sebab kau sanggup jadi kawan aku, dengar masalah aku. Thank you walau aku kejam gila tapi kau sanggup lagi duk sebelah aku. Thank you.

Suatu hari nanti, kalau ditakdirkan aku ngan kau dapat jumpa hari-hari, aku akan rasa sangat bersyukur. Jaga diri kau baik-baik. Allah swt dah tetapkan semua ni, kau dengan aku. Banyak sangat lagi aku nak taip, tapi aku malas. Haha. Sorry.

Sincerely,
Orang sebelah kau dalam makmal.



I had to use malay, cause it felt weird writing an English letter for her. Haha. Just kidding.

Whatever that is now, IT'S SPAM TIME! Now eat pictures of me and her! HAHAHAHAHAH evil laughter.

Love taking picture like this

I look good! Madi, senyum lain kali okay!

Muehehe

Madi and Minki, two M.

One of those derp pictures

Itu dia, Iron Woman yang gagah perkasa!

Control ayu

OMG! SERIOUSLY?

OOPS~

I look weird. Sigh

Penguin and a human.

Messy room, sorry.

Like mak and anak. -.-

I told you I like taking pictures like this!

I'm getting fat.

Staring into the future like a pro.

Putihnya~

Madi, senyum la!!!

Aherherher..

First picture together. #Throwback Haha

Sorry about the orientation of the pictures, obviously I used a phone. And yeah, about the baju, cause, both of us rarely take pictures together.

THE END. Sorry bout the amount of our faces. Haha.

A Failure among The Success

Assalamualaikum,
The date is 13th November 2014, a day after I got my result for semester 1. Now I know, many would ask about my results considering how 'vavavoom' I aced during the SPM. Well, I will show you how much I got.

After I posted a picture of me! LOL.

THAT'S ME! 

Picture description

Place : Mom's school

Attire : Black and white plus jeans

Comments : Left my glasses at home and I'm half blind.

Okay, back to where I actually left you fuckers. Haha. So, results?

Been a while since I got C in anything. :(

So yeah, 3.39.

"Hey, that's not bad, amazing actually."

"You can always improve, keep trying!"

"Next sem, you'll sure get 3.5 and above, fella."

Shut the fuck up, will you cunts? I know, 3.39 is not a bad grade. In fact, there are many out there with lower grades than I am. I know all of that! But guess what? IT IS NOT ENOUGH!

Even before my asasi, my mom had already embedded in the shallow mind of mine, that I should and must get 3.5. My cousin, had been uttering the same thing.

"Yo cousin, Ikah, you'll get 4 flat you know. Your sisters and brother can do it and they succeed with that, so I know that you will get 4.0. Without a doubt"

"Oh look at the shooting stars, make a wish darling."

Wish not granted, sorry. The world isn't a fairy-tale, or a wish-granting factory. The world is a place where all the bad in humanity are shown, and everything nice or nasty.

I fall short from where I'm aiming. But that's okay. This is life. When it gives lemons, I should be able to turn it into lemon pie, or lemon meringue, or any shit made from lemons. I was upset, really upset that I thought my world had collapsed. Now that is the time, where I need a shoulder to cry on, and hand to hold and weep, someone to hear about things that have been consuming me from inside. Well, that's a bit exaggerated, aight?

I'm too lazy to censored my Facebook acc.

And that, my friend who I love the most and care all my hearts out, is how I felt when you said I can do better next time.

I do know, the fact of how harsh I am about my feelings. But that is the truth. I'm just too tired to listen to all this encouraging words. It had affected me the other way round. Sorry.

Given the time and the reality that hit me like a truck, I now know that I am not good enough. Hopefully, I can recover from this huge mistake, and be the best than who I am now. I will improve and change. That is for sure. 

I think that is all, in the near future, I hope that I could write more about how getting 3.39 had destroyed me and also help me build myself up.

I'll write more about the people in my life too. Haha.

Hasta la vista, I'm too lazy. Bye

Getting Fat During Sem Break Project

Assalamulaikum,
Sem break, that's my current status. No class, no test, no bus at 7am, no getting up at 5, no sleeping at 2am, no housemates to irritate my soul, nothing. HEAVEN!

What a life to live on. Hehehe. So on this humble post status of mine, in a humble blog I own, I shall wrote down few of my daily businesses. Eww, I'm being nice.

Let's get down and dirty into business guys!



1-Waking up and showering

Man, sure it feels good to wake up later than usual. Usually, in Kuantan, I'm already rushing for the bus at the fucking time. Haha.

Woke up at 6.30am, showering by 7 and staright to bed for another half an hour or so. Don't ask me why! It's a top secret!

If I'm in a mood to play with the waiter in a medium sized pail, I'll fucking shower for three times. If not, I'll do one, and smell like shit for the entire day. Lazy-ass. Sometimes, showers help me think, so stop questioning what most people do during a 30-minutes shower.


2-Food and newspaper time

Ah, that time of the day where I'll pig out on my meals. Lapar. Haha. I eat a lot when I'm bored. So usually I'll keep myself busy with computer games or TV show, which is rarely because there are two people in my house who 'own' the TV. -.-

Newspaper? My favourite. The first thing I read in my entire life. When I was a kid, I used to read the cartoon segments only. During school year, I read a lot about the celebs in Malaysia or overseas, though I rarely watch Malay dramas. Now? I read cartoons and things that caught my attention, whether sports or world issues and shit.


3-Animal time

I have a few pets at home. From cats, to geese, we have a lot of these animals. Hehehe. Usually in a day, I would be petting my cats, chasing the chickens that won't stop shitting on the floor, scaring the fuck out of the geese and running away when they fucking want a revenge, and a lot more.

I used to have these injuries ranging from just a scratch to a deep wound and cuts. Scars are a common thing though.

You notice the skin and flesh that is beside your nails? I used to lose them, when I tried to hold on a rope from a bull that escaped into my house. Took a few days to recover.

The other time, one of my cat, Abby, deceased two years ago at the age of 8, may Allah swt bless, bit my thumbs and her teeth, the one that looks like fangs or what Raja Bersiong had, was deep into my hand. Did I say that she was hanging herself with that? Haha. Apparently Abby doesn't like it when I tease her with food in the air. Lesson learned


4-Computer or phone games.

Currently COC.

Either games I have in my computer or my phone, I enjoy both. Now I'm a big fan of Clash of Clans. Got into war for the first time and lose, sorry. Hehe. I'll try to be useful next time. Sorry



Okay, that are a few activities that I am doing now until I went back to Kuantan, in two weeks. Okay, time to play COC. Ciao!

Teh : A Story of a Drink

Assalamualaikum,
Yeah, only two days left for final and I haven't even start studying! WooHoo! A pat on the shoulder for that to Ikah! She doesn't even realized how dead she will be soon! Ehmegerd! All this exclamation marks!!!

Haha. Okay need to stop it, like literally!!

LOL. Hmm. So why am I on my blog when I should be studying? Well the answer is!!!!!

*Drumrolls needed here*

*using the most posh and polite voice so that I sounded like a fucking hypocrite cunt* I would like to fucking dedicate this post to one of my shitty (read : best) friend I have ever had in my 18-years of life in this fucked fucked up world. To TEH!

Yes, her name is Teh, not Tea, not The, not anything else but Teh. Aww, so sweet, Ikah is protecting her friend. LOL

Obviously we need a picture to prove that.

SEE! IT'S TEH!

Oops! Wrong pic. Lewls. Ikah iz confused. Ikah iz craving for pizzas. Ikah iz fucked up.

Okay, that's more like it...hehe

Haha! Okay, so, I met her last June and I didn't even know that the Almighty had put me and Teh to be classmates. Alhamdulillah.  =P

Dear Teh,

Thanks for being my friend. Thanks for coping up with my so fucked up shitty self. Thanks for listening to my crappy rants. Thanks for at least being there, when I am so alone. I know that I treat you like shit, I know that I have never been a nice ass to you, but a badass instead. LOL. (Citation needed). Ahaha. I could not be happy anymore knowing that you still treat me nicely eventhough I am such a crap brat to you. 

Love you so much, bitch, and I could not express more! Goodluck for your finals and to me too. May all odds be ever in you favor. Somehow that sentence felt so wrong that it fucking bothers me, Hmm.

Love,

Your Shitty Ass Friend, Ikah 'Awesome' Rahimin.


Indeed life sucks, but at the end, all the turns and pitfalls it gave you would results in something that only certain would be grateful off. Sadly, I have to admit. Eventhough I rejected my mom's offer to study in Australia, my closest cousin's offer to be in INTEC and go to USA, my bae's offer to go to UK, and here I am, stranded somewhere in Kuantan, shitting myself everyday. However if at the end of my day, I still have someone to rant to, I am happy enough.

Yes, bae's (read : Mr Geek) is thousands of miles away, yes, we are rarely able to contact each other due to the damned time zone, but I am never alone. I got my friend. Yes, friend, it's hard to make friends these days.

I ain't a lesbo, but I love her. Thanks for everything!

So I am spamming you guys with some pictures! Hope you suffer your stay, in peace!

Teh Ais, trying to blackmail me in WhatsApp group

Beauty Fix, LOL

Hers and mine

Happy days in Palang

Ifthor at MyNy

Lagha dunia

Can you see us?

Outing!

Chatime never look so seductive!

Did I Just Do That?

Assalmualaikum,
Ayy updating my blog using my phone in my class during writing test. Wow, such a badass bitch I must admit. LOL.

Meh, I started this day with a smile on my face tho. Let's hope this shit last just like the smell of it would. Haha. Okay, enough, Let's cut to the chase shall we? Ahaha. Why am I laughing? Godammit Ikah, you're crazy. So, the point of me typing this post using my phone is just yet again, another rant.

And the topic will be!!!!!!!!!!! About my love!!!! Badumtsssss

Ah, such boring, much topic, very unrelated.

Okay, so early this year, he asked me to watch his performance during the play for Malaysian Night organized by his uni and I must say, I didn't obey what he had asked me to. LOL. So, last night when I was supposed to be doing my assignment, I had crapily decided that it would be nice to watch his fucked up acting in that play. Yeah, I watched it.

Me was missing him so me fangirled so hard that me thought that me is going to pee. Literally.

Well actually because I fucking drink a lot of shit before. So that explames why. Haha. And oh, I wasn't watching it in my shitty apartment, but at my friends place who I would refer to as Da Drink as her name sounds like one. Don't be mad you bitch, I know you love me. Haha.

She actually was jealous watching me fangirling over him last night (citation needed). She also said that she would like to feel how it would feel like when you have someone you really love and yada yada yada. I wasn't listening, was too busy fangirling.

One advice, honey, you will, soon. Haha. Okay, shitty hugs and kisses from me, Ikah. Goodbye, stalkers!

Any typing error is due to my huge ass fingers and this fucking small fonts that are apparent being designed to be used by the ants. Thank you.

Last Stretch

Assalamulaikum,
What a fucked up week I have. Smiling is not a thing for me right now and honestly I am not sure why. I am just tired though. Knowing that I have only like 3 weeks for my first sem had make me much more miserable day by day.

And I'm sick. All these flu and feverish feelings. Have to complete two reports, a presentation and a journal, and oh I need to memorive surah Al-Mulk verse 1-15. I just don't know how I will do all of that. Hmmm.

Classmates..

Assalamualaikum,
We are nearly at the end of this fucking semester 1. I could feel my soul are being apart day by day. Just few days left, bitch, so stop whining. Ah, this post are dedicated to my really fucked up class that I never ever enjoy a sec being in it.

Okay, first of motherfucking all, I love UiTM, I love UiTM Kuantan. No this crap is the truth from the deepest shit of my heart. To be honest, yes I regret not going to Australia. Yes I regret to fucking decline my ma's offer to support my studies, if and only if I went to Australia. But hey, my melancholic bitchy conscience decided that it's better to go to UK. Which I found out later that it's too insanely expensive to just freaking study there. Utterly sadness there.

Poof! The dream is gone. Here am I stranded somewhere in the jungle of buildings in Kuantan. Sigh.

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Back to the topic, 'Classmates'. Fucking bitchy class mad mates! Ah. No words can described how I dislike most of them. All those selfish act, all those 'I own the world cause I'm rich' act. Fuck.

All these boys and girls, not all cause I got my group that I really love, love you all bitches, they just wanna have their asses safe. I couldn't count how many times have we disappoint the lecturers due to our smartass attitude. Yes, I also contribute to that. Yes, I did disappoint the lecturers in any way 'whatsoever'.

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The only thing that disturbs me is the fact that, despite we (those immoral cunts) managed to be the most fucked up students yet in here, we could still point our fingers at each other.

Like come on bitch! WE ARE ALL RESPONSIBLE SO YOU CAN'T JUST GO AROUND BLAMING PEOPLE FOR RUINING YOUR REPUTATION OF BEING THE STUDENT FROM THE TOP CLASS!

Ah, broken caps lock. Yes, I'm referring to you dick, who I will named as,  'Assly', cause I like it that way. So, stop cussing us in the WhatsApp group cause little did you know that you also have some shitty parts in this incident.

So, next time, count how many times you asked the lecturers to be excluded from group projects just because 'you don't really work well in group'. The hell.

Blog Under Maintenance..

Assalamualaikum,
As days past, and as I lose my souls to my studies, I have decided that this blog could use some upgrade and other shitty stuffs that matters. So, for now, this blog will undergo some minor operations involving every thing. And by everything, I meant every single aspect that a blog should and must have.

This would also include in me changing my style of writing into a style that is so me. No more me trying to please everyone by typing all nice shitty stuffs especially about this mad, fucked up world that we lived in. Ah, felt better now that I could reveal my true dark colors.

Now, I would try to ensure that I could be on this page as frequent as possible, dedicating my already busy self to typing stuffs that I don't even think would be read by anyone out there far far away from the jungle of bunk bed I'm sitting on right now. In other words, I'll promise to at least write something in one week, or at least ONE post.

Yes, I know I might get a few hate from this blog once I start to be myself, but hey, this is the freedom of speech. If you can bash me, then why can't I do the same?

By revealing myself, I hope I could get my bipolar and my anxiety disorder under control. Also, I might be able to restrain myself from killing all the bitchy people I met everyday, especially my housemates and my classmates. Ah, girls..

Well, that's all for now. Got a damn test tomorrow for Malaysian Studies or as we are familiar with, benda bosan gila babi History. So, do not wish me all the best since I don't think that I'm at my best right now. See you soon, hopefully when I have finished all these meticulous thingy that I want to do on this blog.

Sayonara and hasta la vista~

Busy...

Assalamualaikum,
Hey guys, I've been quite busy for this month, especially after coming back from the Raya holiday. Urgh.

Got assignments to do now, sorry guys. Gotta go. Hugs and Love, Ikah.

My Embarrassing Moment

Assalamualaikum,
This is an assignment that I have to write. It's about my embarrassing moment,and honestly I can't think of any for now. Well, buckle up kids, momma gonna write you one of the most embarrassing stories that I could remember. Haha.

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HONESTLY, I CAN'T AND MR GEEK IS LAUGHING AT ME LIKE A MANIC!

#LEH By Superwoman & Humble the Poet

Assalamualaikum,
This song/music video had been released a long long time ago. I must say though, that I like the tunes. So yeah, putting it on my blog wouldn't be wrong, eh? Haha.

Okay, I listened to the song for a few times already, and I can't get the melody out of my mind now. Hehe. >.<


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The video!

Watch it!

And the lyrics!!

[HUMBLE]
Y'all can't be serious right now...
Y'all so ridiculous
Lilly, let'em know...

[SUPERWOMAN]
4 thousand dollars on a purse... LEH
Still got tuition bills to pay... LEH
Swiping daddy's card at the club... LEH
Tweeting 'bout life being hard... LEH

Say you hate mama, cause she's dumb... LEH
Living free, eating good food, no rent...
Say you hate drama queens like your friends...
But girl you the one with the crown on your head... LEH

OMG LOL, you got us saying LEH, you ridiculous as hell [x2]

[HUMBLE]
3 hundred-dollar headphones... LEH
Always spending all your money on some stupid sh*t...
Drive around in your mama's car... LEH
But you frontin like it's yours... LEH
(Chip in gas money)

Thinking you a gift to women... LEH
Internet the only way you getting with'em... LEH
You really really thinking that you pimpin boy... HEH
cause you rock a haircut from Mad Men...
(Grow a beard sucka!)

OMG LOL, you got us saying LEH, you ridiculous as hell x2

[SUPERWOMAN]
Booty shorts in the winter... LEH
Rockin open-toes in the snow... LEH
Making out with your friends man... LEH
But then you say that you hate hoes... LEH

Instagram pics, no filter? LEH
Trying to get all the boys to double-tap...
Looking like Casper, duck-lips QUACK!
Blurring everything in the pic, but your rack... LEH

OMG LOL, you got us saying LEH, you ridiculous as hell x2

[HUMBLE]
Photo shoots at the gym... LEH
Flexing all your muscles when you take a pic...
Spending more time checking girls, than working out...
Sucking in that gut every time you walk around... LEH

Overprotective of your sister... LEH
But with all the other girls you switch it... LEH
Always complaining about your haters... LEH
But you the one talking all behind your friends back... LEH

OMG LOL, you got us saying LEH, you ridiculous as hell x2

[HUMBLE & SUPERWOMAN]
Borrow money from your friends... LEH
Never pay it back in the end... LEH
But you buying bottles with your crew... LEH
In debt, getting trashed in your booth... LEH

Now it's 2am, and you're drunk...
Listening to Drake, and you're crunk...
So you grab your phone and you text...
Look at that, big surprise, who you messaging?
Your EX! LEH

OMG LOL, you got us saying LEH, you ridiculous as hell x4

--Drop-- 

Heartbroken

Assalamualaikum,
Here I am, sitting alone in my so-called-room trying to compose myself. It's been rough especially last few days. I'm having my panic attack every now and then which is not common for me. Sometimes, just trying not to get angry had triggered the attack. Again, those lonely feelings.

Mr Geek had been trying to keep in touch with me. I must say that I'm a bit touched, knowing that he's currently busy taking care of his first niece. Thank you, babe. I seriously don't really know what to write. I just wanna cry on someone's shoulder with that person petting my back saying that :

"Ikah, I'm here for you. Cry as much as you want. Sorry, if you ever felt like I'm neglecting you. I didn't mean to do so. We can get through this. Have faith in yourself that you're stronger than others..."

I just want that....

A Tale of A Love Story #2

Her eyes were wide open as soon as her mind could configure what he was trying to say. Her hands was shaking and she immediately shut her laptop. She was still in denial.

Hers : I must be mad, mad eyes! Haha. He's joking.

She gathered all of her strength and opened her laptop again. She could see the IMs from him.

Him : Hey.

Him : Where are you?

Him : Am I scaring you away?

Him : I'm sorry.

Him : Girl?

With her shaky pointy fingers, she started to reply. She wasn't really sure of what to reply to him. This guy that she knew for the past three years had asked her to be his girl. Uncertain and unsure, she typed.

Hers : Sorry, internet problems.

Him : That's okay. Erm, so how?

Hers : I don't know, man. We just barely know each other.

Him : Well, we could start out as friends at first, and see how we will go from that.

Hers : Oh. That's okay with me.

Him : Pheww, lucky you didn't reject me at the very moment I ask you that question.

Hers : I know right. Haha.


And their story begins. A story between two very different souls yet share the same similarities. As they embark on a new chapter of live, falling in love, they face a lot of troubles.

I'll Be in Kelantan Soon!

Assalamualaikum,
I'm counting days to go home for this Eid soon!!! WooHoo!! Can't wait to be home like seriously! I've been here in Kuantan approximately for two months now. I've met him a few times already. Hehe. Sorry, can't put any pictures here since we actually forgot to take one. Nampak sangat aku tak minat selfie. Haha. Okay, why am I so excited to be home? Well, there are a lot of stuffs contributing to that.

But the main factor is food, family. I miss my parents and my bro and my sis-in-law and my nephew. T_T Iman must have grown into a handsome boy by now, haha just kidding. The next reason to why am I pining to be back in Kelantan asap is the food. The food here in Kuantan is too expensive! Plus, it doesn't even suit my tastebud! Argh! Why?

"Makan, makan, makan, tu je kau ingat eh?"

"Udah-udahlah, kau tu bukan makin kurus. Cuba sedar diri la."

-.-

Haih! Don't you ever say that to me cause who knows that I might slap you as hard as I could that you might start eating through straws. I don't eat a lot, just that I eat expensive stuffs. Get it?

"Dah, orang lain makan ayam goreng campur nasi campur sayur, tapi kau nak makan ayam berempah, sayur lemak siap letak sotong masak merah lagi kat tepi. Acaner tak mahal?"

Aherherher.

Speaking about food, I must admit that I love fruits. In this case, mangosteen.

Ah well, would you look at those deep purple white green juicy fruity thingy. Salivating right now! Ah okay, I'm craving for some delicious mangosteens. Mom! Save some for me!

At my house back in Kelantan now, the fruits are about to ripe and I really hope that they could hold it for another week, just in time for me to be home. Hehe. And, if you google about this fruit, you might stumble upon articles that mentions about the antioxidants that these fruit contains. And as we all know, antioxidants is good for you, or your beauty, LOL.

I think I should stop now, because I can't stop staring at these pictures and literally drooling over them. Q_Q Huhu.

P/S : Mr Geek, stop sending pictures of your iftar and your sahur. My SD card memory is full of it and I am disappointed over the facts that I can't eat them as well. T_T

pictures taken from Dr. Google.

A Tale of A Love Story #1

Ding!

"Ah, a Facebook friend request. I wonder who is it."

She rushed over to her laptop and start stalking the guy who had sent her the request. Upon seeing the name and the profile picture, she cringed.

"Eh, who's this guy? Hmm ah well, just accept it."

Minutes later, the guy buzzed her through Facebook chat. Although she was quite shocked since she doesn't even know him, she still attend to his PMs.

Him : Hi?

Hers : Erm yes?

Him : Nice meeting you! I'm 18. You?

Hers : 15. Say, just finished SPM eh?

Him : Yup.


And time passed by...3 years later


She was browsing through the net. Another bing.

Him : Hey, do you have Skype acc?

Hers : Yup. Why?

Him : Can I have your id? It's hard for me to access my Facebook these days.

Hers : Erm, yeah.

Him : Another thing. No offense but can I unfriend you on Facebook?

Hers : Wait, why?

Him : Privacy matters I guess.

Hers : Oh okay.

Him : I've added your Skype. Let's talk there.

Perplexed, confused and utterly 'blur' she logged into the Skype. She saw the bing from him and accepted his contact request.

Hers : Hey.

Him : Yup.

Hers : So...

Him : Erm, how's your SPM results?

Hers : Doing good. Better actually.

Him : Cool. Erm...

Hers : What?

Him : My good girl, be mine?

Hers : OMG

Ah Humans *insert a gif of people doing the facepalm*

Assalamualaikum,
Been a while since I last posted here eh? Haha. Sorry for that. It's been rough being an uni student now. I have loads of assignment to do and truthfully, I don't feel like doing one. LOL. Anyway, I must admit that whether I (read : you as well) hate assignments, in the end I still have to do it in order to graduate in time. Plus I can't repeat my foundation, LOL again -.-! Haha.

Okay, these few days, I've been experiencing severe mood swings or as I referred it to as having my bipolar attack. I wonder if it's because Mr Geek doesn't wanna spend his money on me or just me not being able to comprehend myself well. Whenever I'm feeling down, I'll listen to music. Metal to be exact and Metallica to be more precise and specific.

See! Metallica -.- from my Instagram

"Inilah manusia, kalau sedih bukannya nak kembali kepada Allah s.w.t, mohon agar diberi limpah kurnia dan rahmat dariNya"

Well hey suckers! If you were to only return to him when you have problems then, don't do it. Imagine if your friends only say hi to you whenever they need money or any help from you. Won't you feel irritated as if you would like to slam their face against the wall or just purely wanna pour some gasoline over them and watch them burnt to death? Ikah, anger management issues?

So, if you don't like people doing that to you, why are you doing the same? Oh Allah, what's wrong with your mind, guys? Please, remember Him in your daily life. Don't just return to them when you feel low about yourselves.

Back to my case, Mr Geek. Been a while since we text-ed me, and I can't complain. That guys has his own life issues to attend to and I can't keep expecting him to care for me more that himself. Sigh. I really don't want to turn into a queen control, yet. LOL. Oh Allah, if we were meant to be then let it be.

"Ikah, kau tu muda lagi. Baru setahun jagung, dunia pun kau belum kenal. Ada hati nak berbicara pasal hal-hal macam ni."

Le wild selfie of me appears just because I can and I want

Ehem ehem ehem! I know laa bout that. -.- Obviously I'm still young. I'm just over 18. -.- But that doesn't mean that I am a child. I'm turning into an adult now. I'm legal! Well, there might be times when I'll be acting like an 8-year-old kiddo but only around my loved ones. Hehe. So why can't I be prepare at least 5 years ahead?

Ah human, -.-

P/S : Mr Geek, thanks..

P/S again : I wanna put some quotes from the Al-Quran, but I'm afraid that I'll use the wrong one .-.

Mood Swing

Assalamualaikum,
First day of Ramadhan, Alhamdulillah, we're still alive. I woke up at 0445 for the sahur. Slept again after Subuh until 8. Isyh3 something that anak dara shouldn't be doing. Haha. Anyway, I felt a little bit down today. Missing my family and hometown I guess. But to be honest, it's more than that. I felt alone. For the first time in 4 weeks, I felt alone. A.L.O.N.E. Although I have my roommates and housemates accompanying me and also Mr Geek here in Kuantan, that loneliness can still be felt.

And I broke into tears today. It's been a while since I did that tho. Not to say that I've managed to keep myself up and strong but yeah, I cried. Just a quick sobs and such, nothing much. Enough to make me feel a lil bit better, if not too much. Mr Geek has been busy this few days. I guess that adds to the fact that I had to survive by being someone else. It's hard when you have to fake your smile and your laughter just to ensure people would stop pestering you with questions.

"Ikah, okay ke?"

"Ada masalah ke?"

Truthfully, I'm not anti-social, but these questions bother me to the fact that I would rather punch someone instead of really answering it. Haha. Well well well. Just me being me, I guess. Currently I'm in the mood of trying to make sure that I would feel better and probably hide my just cried face. LOL. So, Mr Geek, do me a favour and call me.

Girls are so complicated that's why we don't understand you guys-Mr Geek

P/S : Mr Geek, thanks for calling me Miss Freaky Geeky, like that. BTW, can we continue the argument about how to spell my name? Thank you ^_^