Take 9 Part 5

Posted in Boredome kills Time, Take 9 with tags , , on February 1, 2010 by puteih

I usually don’t wish people their birthdays, but here’s one for you. Happy Belated Birthday Lex!! May God bless you.

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1. I feel like I want to scream.

2. There’s an urge for me to do something, but I don’t know what it is.

3. My skins are better than last week. Thanks for those who wishes me well. For those who didn’t? You’ll die tonight with your head under your feet. Fucking LAME.

4. I feel I wanna eat a cake tonight. Where da hell can I found in this desolated campus?

5. I had to change my locker cause I destroyed it. Damn son.

6. I think I’ll give a shot at my peace talks between me and Marl. Should I?

7.  Lemon ask me to update this blog. Why mine?

8. I AM NOT GAY! I’m bi. Hahaha, lmfao.

9. Why did I took CS (computer science) again?

Infatuable

Posted in Boredome kills Time, Daily Life, Love with tags , , , on January 20, 2010 by puteih

Yesterday I chat with a friend of mine. I told her my problems with her, on how I’m missing her and such. It was not that important. Then she taught me infatuable. Then I can only said, ooooo.

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I woke up kinda early this morning. My class was on 10.30, while I woke up at 8. Usually I woke up at 8 when my class in on 8.30. Yeah, I like to rush things. So as I walked on the corridor, I saw a couple walking together. They were sweet as sweets. Haha. Then I compare them to some couples who I know that married. The married couple have short lived joys. The husband didn’t liked the wife’s cooking, and the wife doesn’t like the husband’s attitude. They later divorced; just after 3month of living together.

Why is it so flowery and gardens when we fell in love in our youth. We liked to say those metaphore sentences; such as “Lautan api pun sanggup I redah untuk U” ( I’ll swim the ocean of fire just for you). That’s just it. We were to young to understand our responsibilities as a couple. Being a couple doesn’t just for cute cuddlings and hugs or kisses, it’s more bigger than that. It’s like, how’d I used to said it; in love we’re just showing our a b and c, while after we’re married, we’re gonna show our d until z.

p/s: Boo Calculus!!

Diary

Posted in Boredome kills Time, Emo, Love with tags , , , on January 19, 2010 by puteih

I first wrote my back when I was 12, in my UPSR year. I don’t know, I feel like writing bout my life back then. The cover of the book was green, as it was my work book for PBSM. Then my mum took the book for her calculations and all. *GASP* I did wrote something bout her in it. Hopefully she didn’t read it. Then, I restarted my diary 2 years later, after I get myself out from VI’s college. I wrote things like, how I messed up life when I started learning in VI, what should I do next. Then life gets extra duty as PMR was coming for me. After PMR, I wrote in diaryland.com. I was trying to “mencapap“, as in “mencari publisiti“, or in English, finding publicity. Too bad I only wrote 3 post there, and it wasn’t the long type.

After KLMBC (Kuala Lumpur Marching Band Competition) 2007, Naz encourage me to write a diary again. Because she was special that time, I mostly wrote bout her for the first 5 pages. Hahaha. Then I wrote it until Raya Eid 2009, stopped when it’s SPM, then resumed in between after SPM and before Uitm. Not too much words, but I can say that I’m satisfied with the way I wrote. Lets say, if the mood was sad, I’ll be sprinkling water on that page. If I were angry, I’ll be drawing some bad-ass images. Hahaha.

Then I thought, that was a lot of diary. What if I can compile them all and turn them into a movie? Nah, who wanna watch me destroy my toys anyway. Lol.

Anyway, this blog is my somekind of a diary to me. Lex introduces wordpress and blogging to me, so thank her so much for exposing me to the cyberworld. And the effect? More friends and a purpose when I’m online. =)

p/s: Ferrero Rocher makes me smile and cry.

Rantai Imiginasi

Posted in Boredome kills Time, Cerita Ceriti, Daily Life, Emo with tags , , , on January 18, 2010 by puteih

Situasi 1 - Semalam aku balik dari meeting Reccers, aku ternampak seekor lipan. Ke centipede. Ke milipede. Yang pasti bukan semut. Sebab saiz dye yang agak humongeus. Betul ke aku eja? So kite teruskan cerita. Dalam aku tengah lawan mata ngan lipan tu, hati aku berbelah 2 samada nak bunuh serangga tu ke tak. Kalau aku tak bunuh dia, nanti dia berpeluang untuk gigit dan bunuh para siswi. Sahaja. Ye, aku seksis. Bukan seksi. Seksi tu Brad Pitt. Kenapa ramai wanita melabelkan Brad Pitt tu seksi eh? Aku tengok membe aku lagi seksi. Er, aku bukan gay ye. Ok, dah melalut balik. Kembali ke jalan yang betul, serangga tu berpeluang untuk membunuh manusia. So, aku tengok alternatif lain, iaitu bunuh dia. Bagaimana kalau dia raja dalam komuniti spesies dia? Tak ke kaum kerabat dan rakyat dia suffer kang? Pastu seekor-seekor mati sebab tiada pemimpin yang berwibawa.

Situasi 2 – Sedang aku pertimbangkan samada aku mahu terjun ke laut atau tidak, aku berfikir sejenak. Kalau aku terjun, kemungkinan besar aku akan lemas dan mati. Sebab aku reti berenang ke bawah je. Sorry bapak, your son have failed you. >.< Dan ketiak aku mati, orang ramai akan sedari betapa pentingnya pelajaran Bahasa English Ler (BEL). Eh, nak malu supermarket ke? Kang cashier tu cakap Inggelish kau angguk2 je. Dia cakap ” Are you going for a picnic sir?”, pastu kau cakap “Eh, saya mana ada panik. Lek je.”. Tipu la kalau korang kate korang xsegan if kejadian di atas berlaku kan? *Puteih! Pulang lah!*. Berbalik, orang akan menyedari betapa pentingnya pelajaran berenang. If aku xterjun, orang lain pula boleh mati.

Situasi- situasi atas ni lah yang merungsingkan aku. Bak pepatah Melayu, makan mati emak, muntah mati bapak. Dan situasi seperti kat atas ini juga lah mereflekkan kehidupan manusia itu sendiri. Ingatlah, satu perkara yang kita buat tu akan ada consiquence yang kita sendiri tak expect. Cam kencing xbasuh alat *ehem2*. Najis yang dibawa keluar oleh korang tu boleh menyebabkan solat korang tak diterima, dan lebih teruk, solat orang lain. Dosa sendiri pun tak terkata, nak pikul dosa orang lain pulak. Atau kau backstab orang. Berkemungkinan orang tu menyedari betpa losernya beliau maka beliau gantung diri ke. Ini la namanya rantai imiginasi bagi aku.

p/s : Sabah Sabah Sabah Sabah Sabah Sabah…..

24 hours

Posted in Daily Life with tags , , on January 9, 2010 by puteih

Today, er, yesterday and today, marked another 24hours I didn’t sleep. Of course, wat else if I’m not playing Maple. I’m addicted to it. Even there’s an urge for me to forget this game for a while, but my lust’s controls my body and mind. Now I’m over tired, my eyes swells a bit, and what else? I can’t think straight when I stayed awake for 24hours straight.

This is where addiction causes problems. You rather do your addiction than you study. Or something more useful, like give a helping hand around the house. Frankly speaking, I haven’ started my assignment yet, and it’s due by tomorrow. Gonna take a snooze a while, then later at night I’ll finish whatever that’s needed to do. I’m so sorry if I burden you guys. Okay, I’m half awake typing this out. Out~~

Reccers Melaka

Posted in Daily Life, Emo, Promote with tags , , , on January 9, 2010 by puteih

Oryte, kali ni maw promote sket sal kelab rekreasi kat Uitm Lendu nuh. Er, tengok je la website ni. Senang cter, ape yang dorang buat ni, bleyh tahan la. Aktiviti tersekat sebab budget susah nak dapat. Aku agak ni sume mainan politik je. Ha, ni lagi satu masalah ngan IPT tempatan. Aritu ade senior cerita-ceriti ngan aku. Dye cakap la yang dye xdapat datang satu minggu blajar ni. Okay la, alasan sebab nak jenguk mak before mak dye g outstation kan. So nak mendapatkan kelulusan yang sah, dye g jumpe pegawai atasan. Pegawai atasan tu memule cakap xleh, then senior aku ni cakap yang pak cik dia ex naib canselor. Ke ape ntah. Tapi pak cik dye orang besar gak la. Dengan serta merta pegawai tu cakap “Owh, kalau camtu kamu boleh lah tak hadir minggu ni”. Wadefak?

Satu lagi contoh IPT tempatan main politik. Member aku ni anak kepada pegawai IPT tempatan la. Secara undang-undang, para part1 tak boleh bawa kenderaan kat dalam kampus. Tapi membe aku ni ngan selamba bawak kereta dye masuk kolej tu. Ade pernah sekali pak guard tahan dye kat entrance. Pak guard tu maki dye la agaknya. Then member aku ni kol bapak dye, iaitu pegawai IPT tempatan tersebut. Bapak dye datang, lalu maki hamun pak guard yang tahan membe aku ni. Pak guard lain yang memandang je pun kne tempias-tempias amarah pegawai IPT tempatan tadi. Lepas insiden tu, member aku dengan senang-lenang je la bawa kereta keluar masuk IPT tersebut.

Masing-masing dah nampak kan betapa kuatnya politik dalam IPT tempatan? Kalau masing-masing senang corrupt dengan politik yang simple tu, apa lagi kalau di sogok duit oleh para dato’-dato’? Kalau camni, camner Malaysia nak maju? Sampai bila Malaysia nak mengharapkan para intelek Melayu boleh di lahir kan dengan suasana begini? Tepuk dada tanya selera la. Sori, entri kali ni agak jahat sket, tapi ini realiti.

I think this is too much

Posted in Daily Life, Sad with tags , , , , , , on January 8, 2010 by puteih

Ok, now the country are buzzing bout this new sensitive issue. Yes, you’ve got it. Bout the usage of “Allah” for non-Muslims. For the past week I’ve read NST. Each day there’ll be a page or two discussing on it.

Call me a son on liberalism, but I think it’s not wrong to use the word. I mean, it’s up to your intention. If you’re intention were good, then it’s okay. Like the usage below ;

Allah created us humans equally.

These things are really sensitive. I hoped that I wont get barred from posting on such topics. After all, we’re living in a free world, aren’t we?

As he said, Allah never said that the non-Muslims can’t use his name. Islam is about peaceful living on world and hereafter. When I watched the prime news just now, a church was burned by some irresponsible party. I am truly saddened for these actions.  Kerana setitik nila rosak susu sebelanga, meaning that for someone’s action, the whole thing is screwed up. Please, don’t you guys seen the effect of war in Iraq, Palestine n others? In the end, there’s no winner even there’s one.

I should stop discussing bout that topic. Next, my Computer Science’ course.

Okay, we’ve made a mistake when we thought discrete math was repeatable without any complexions. On Thursday, that’s to be proven wrong. Our coordinator, simply changed our timetable just because of some opinions and the fact that we’re the guinea pigs. From bright shinny morning turned into a dark clouded morning. This is so unfair. We have to do short courses because she said so. Okay, maybe it’s not her decision alone but the whole faculty.

The question pops, why weren’t you consider to discuss about it with us before making the decision? Are you the one who’s learning? Are you’re the that’s gonna pay up for our misfortunes if the system didn’t work? You put our future in jeopardy because of some lecturer’s opinion and your, I mean the faculty’s decision. Why are you feel so insecure if we take whole three math classes? Is it going to lessen your bonuses? Or are you doing it just because you’re the coordinator? I know I should bring this up to her office, but unfortunately for me, I’m not ready to counter her every possible questions. Too bad huh.

Well, that’s the updates for now. I’ll update whenever there’s a topic or an idea rushes into my brain n fingers.

Bedak Pureen

Posted in Boredome kills Time on December 15, 2009 by puteih

Hari ini Hari nangis. Tangisan Hari di sedari oleh Mingggu. Minggu bertanya kepada Hari. Hari menjawab, ” Aku nangis sebab Hokage ke-3 dah mati.”

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Dong Kumo <333 Lemonic

Posted in Daily Life with tags , , , on December 13, 2009 by puteih

Maple Maple Maple Maple Maple

Maple Maple Maple Maple Maple

Maple Maple Maple Maple Maple

Maple Maple Maple Maple Maple

ketagih dah sudah….

Beg Kelabu

Posted in Boredome kills Time, Cerita Ceriti, Emo, Random with tags , , , on November 26, 2009 by puteih

Malam itu malam istimewa bagi kucing. Kucing rase sangat gembira sebab dye dapat jumpe Burung malam ni.

“Jumpe I di dahan pokok pisang pukul 9.00 malam ni”

Nota yang diterima itu disisip rapi dalam kolar berlocengnye. Kolar itu berbau harum. Tidak pernah baunya harum. Kecuali ketika botol berisi minyak wangi Dolce dan Kabana terjatuh ke atas kepala Kucing. Terjatuh. Sambil bergayut atas dahan, Kucing nampak Burung datang dari jauh. Kucing kemudian berpura-pura tidur. Tidur-tidur kucing, istilah bagi Kucing seorang sahaja. Hinggap di dahan dengan perlahan, penuh elegan kata Tupai. Burung patuk manja kepala Kucing, sekadar ingin mengejutkan Kucing. Kucing berpura-pura bangun tidur lama.

Berbual sudah, bersenda sudah, tibalah masa perpisahan. Kucing rasa berat nak lepaskan Burung, apakah ini pertemuan kali terakhir Kucing bersama Burung? Sebelum Burung mengembangkan sayap halusnya, Kucing beri madu. Burung sangat suka akan madu. Madu itu manis kata burung. Burung pun terbanglah ke alam angkasaraya nya, sambil dilihat Kucing dari jauh, Kucing seraya berkata, “Kau milik aku satu hari nanti.”.