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!