rindu daa

Three papers to go.


I'm missing home.
I'm missing family.
I'm missing friends.

Penat juga.

So it's time to move out. Packed my stuff the whole evening yesterday. Everything. The clothes. The books. The food. And we found many old stuff that we used be entertaining ourselves with right when we first came here. It was so funny. One of the things that I found was my colourful notes I did for my First Sem. It was so pretty and neat, my writing. And I had this very thick notebook I used to jot things in. I couldn't believe it.! I actually compiled my notes for different subjects. How good was I. Compared to now, my writing has become like what we call cakar ayam. And my notes are less colorful. But it is a good thing though that my understanding for what I am learning is making sense to myself.

And guess what, I finally found the thing that I have been searching for the whole freaking year! It is my camera charger! Geez, penat mencari. Atlast, dapat juga benda alah tu. I straight away charged my camera battery as soon as my dodol found it. Thanks Dodol ;) You made my day. Really. Haha.

And this
It was specially given to me by our Landlord. How cute.

ACT 1.
Pakcik : Hey! Er, have you.....checked....your....bill? Compared the bill with the next door neighbour??? (Arab talking English punya cara)
ME : Er, no mista. Sorry.
Pakcik : Hm. Ok. Check after this.
(Ater a few days...lepas balik kelas)
Pakcik : Have you checked?
ME : OH! I forgot.
Pakcik : Hm. OK. Check after this.
(After a few weeks...lepas balik kelas)
Pakcik : So?? How much is it?
ME : Eeek. Not yet check.
Pakcik : Why you always forgot???
ME : I have too many things going on in my mind sir. Too many things to think about.!
Pakcik : *geleng kapla* Go check. And tell me. For your own good.

ACT 2.
ME : Oh thank you for fixing it sir. I will give you tea someday.
(After a few days...lepas balik kelas)
Pakcik : Where is my tea???
ME : OH yes! I will give you your tea. *senyum lebar*
Pakcik : Mesyi.
(After a few weeks...lepas balik kelas)
Pakcik : My tea????
ME : Ngeeeeeee. Yes Your tea. *senyum lebar lagi*
(After a long time...lepas balik kelas)
Pakcik : Eyh,! Tea???
ME : *senyum lebar sangat sangat sampai tak tersenyum*

Kesian Pakcik. Useless ME.

Setelah Sekian Lama.

Ring around the posie,
A pocket full of daisies,
A-tish-ooo,
A-tish-ooo,
We all fall down.

Cool enough, already?

Alas, less than 50 days to be pampered and cuddled and do stuff :)

After donkey years, freeeko managed to show off freeeko's OoooO!!! yes.mission is accomplished, said freeeko.

AniakokoK

Semalam I called You You tak answer,
You kata You keluar pergi dinner,
You kata You keluar dengan kawan You,
But when I call Tommy he said it wasn't true.
So I drove my car pergi Damansara,
Tommy kata maybe You tengok bola,
Tapi bila I sampai,
You...
You tak ada,
Lagilah I jadi gila.
So I called and called sampai You answer,
You kata 'Sorry Sayang tadi tak dengar',
'My phone was on silent',
'I was at the gym',
Tapi latar belakang suara perempuan lain.
Sudahlah Sayang, I don't believe You,
I've always known that Your words were never true,
Why am I with You?
I pun tak tahu.
No wonderlah my friends pun tak suka You.
So I guess that's the end of our story,
Akhir kata she accepted his apology,
Tapi last-last kita dapat tahu,
She was cheating too,
With her ex-boyfriend's bestfriend,

Tommy...

KANTOI.!!

Teruna&Dara

I just need half an hour break (or maybe an hour??) from all these wooooords.

And here I am, spilling out my thoughts in this 'high tech diary' also known as the blog.

My current needs...
1. A headbanging concert. So that I can headbang as hard as I can in the crowd. No one can say anything because they will be too busy headbanging and dancing like a drunken ass on the dancefloor. Tak kesah.Nak berdansa sahaja,kehendak saya.

2. Drum. I want to play this toy instrument that I can hit what that looks like a tong-milo with two batang kayu. I'll get an orgasm when listening to the sound produced by this toy. Thrill thrill weyyy.




3. Katak. I am in desperate need for katak. Katakkk, Katakkk... I have all that I need to put you to sleep my dear katakkk. But where have you gone hiding???



4. Kipas. For ventilation in my room? ...takpe rumah baru ada kipas...

5. Orang putih.Orang Cina.Orang India.Orang Negro. "Manyak cantik Lenglui, mana lu mau pigi..." "Inggeporingge...Ane!Roti canai une!" "Putu mayam putu mayam putu mayam..." "Old newspaper!Paper lama!Saukaukoci!*honk honk*" "Would you like a cup of English tea honey?"

6. Palestin to the rescue. I want to protect the dying lonely hungry poor kids whose parents might be killed by the Monsters.

Lipstik is not so bad. And Roti too. It's a good beginning of the day to start with for a medic student like me. Buka youtube (pronounced as yu-toob) cari lagu baru get down to business.
Am I out of my mind or what, I'm starting to develop a fancy like like feeling towards corak on kain batiks.chanteeeqq...

RIP

I was a ngokngek happy-go-lucky pain in the ass high school kiddo. Like most high school kids, I too had a favourite lepak place near my school. Since Form One, I have already discovered the going-to-be my hang out place. It started out when my Jing Gang and I had nothing better to do while waiting to be stuck in the period of doom where we had to pretend to be interested on what the heck the non-stop-talking-with-speckies old woman is crapping about....'We must behave like Puteri-puteri Sri Aman to maintain our school's reputation...' yadayada (One of the weekly pick up lines -___-) and line up in rows according to classes while singing Negaraku and Lagu Sekolah for nearly half an hour (felt like two hours to us...) which is also known as the weekly school assembly.

OK so the Jing Gang decided to lepak somewhere before suffocating ourself in the so called period of doom. And the nearest place that we could bitch around with our baju kurung kain biru with school tag was Jaya. That was when it all started.


Buhsan je, Jaya. Makan, Jaya.
Beli barang kelas, Jaya. Beli barang for any events happening, Jaya.
Photostat, Jaya. Beli dvd, Jaya.
Lepak, Jaya. Makan Lontong, Jaya.
Starbucks, Jaya. Shopping, Jaya.
Tution punnn, Jaya.
Basically, everything happened in Jaya. Jaya has contributed a lot to us Sri Amanians.

Yesterday, I was told Jaya has become a rumble! It has collapsed by itself! And it was not done by man.! I was shocked,sad. How can this be. But it's about time too for Jaya to end its life as a very convenient centre for all of us.

Jaya, may you rest in peace. A new replacement will surely be taking over your place Jaya. No worries.

Al-Fatihah.

AZestofLololooove

A heart shape in gulai lemak? LOVE PORTION it is, according to 'Miss Lovey Dovey'. Hunger for love Kak Aisha????? *smirks* Go for it babe.! I will always be there to support youuu :D

noPants!

PANASSSSSSSSSS......


WHAT IF... Someone starts a new trend here in Alexandria? Cute short animated boxers. On the streets? Just look at this dude..he wears just boxers at subways. It would be quite ridiculous actually if it does happen here(sure banyak gila controversy -_-). But due to the bright frying hot sunny weather, I wouldn't mind to follow the trend. It would be really cute I think. Imagine, boxers with big yellow smiley faces or rainbow colored boxers or small tiny polka dots printed on the boxers worn by living creatures named human...Comel pe.

So apa lagi.Someone,start the trend! It's getting really damn hot hot hot here.! :D

This is what we get

It's humid. It's hot. It's sunny. It's bright. It's summer. Grab your shades and bikinis and let's hit the beach you crazeee peeple. But one thing which I think is not so very pleasant about summer is...the odour that gets into my hidung. I tell you, it's not what you would want to be rewarded with after a long day of class. It was not so bad before. But today, two unfortunate events happened :

Before lecture : Oh shitt. Ada bau weyy. Omg. We better get going. Why are we surrounded by these guys? Omfg. Jom join the peeple at the staircase. Bila lah Arab-arab nak blah nih. Dah start dah. The smell. Nah bau my tangan. Wangeeeee. Aaahhh...

While stopping a taxi balik rumah : Mansheya?? Lak. Mansheya?? Lak. Mansheya?? Lak. Eh, why is it so hard to get a taxi at this time?! Freaking tired ahh. Tax!! Mansheya??? (taxi stops) OH YES! (punches a fist in the air) Finally. (gets in the taxi) Mansheya fin?? Shari' An-Nas. OH shitt. Ada 'the smell' lahh. Adoiii. Cannot lah like this. Sobs...

Ah hah. It is a saddening part of my life here. Can't bear it. Need a bottle of sweet smelling bau everywhere I go now. You Arab peeplee!!

NAOMI

HAPPY 19TH BIRTHDAY NAOMI!!!

It was one hell of a night wasn't it? :) Surprises.Mouth-watering foooood."Performances" dengan lagu Pudar.

Happpeeee Beeerrday again dear. Much Love from me :)

...photos of Naomi will be uploaded soon..

beware.

We need our All and Mighty Saviour!!! Kasihani kami. Berikan segala pengetahuanmu kepada kami.
Trillion zillion thanks to Mike for squeezing us in your schedule. You are gooooood mate ;)





















Weyhh. When we don't indulge ourselves with books for a reallllyyyyy reallllllyyy looooong time, we'll get high up in the sky when we see them. And we don't care less what people might think of us when we spot something that we have not seen for ages eg. baju and running towards it with a very happy face is actually quite a normal thing for us. We'll get really hyped up when it comes to this part. Do not mess with us in things like this. I warn you.

cakes.ombak.sunset.

HAPPY BEEEEDAY FIDA YO COMEL. :) *smoochies*





















It was our dearest petite Fida's 19th by the beach on Friday. Too many dramas and hell loads of fun on that evening. We shared touching stories and few tragic scenes happened. I was stunned and speechless when a naive little boy came to us asking for food being hit and smacked hard by a man which I don't think has any relationship with the little boy. It was a violent kid abuse. I was numb. I couldn't bear to see the scene. It was horrible to the eyes and disturbing to the mind. Amat sayu dan sedih melihat budak kecil tu. The little boy even had the guts to fight back the man. He angkat a big bata to actually throw to the man but he was too weak to do it. It was a relieve though that he could not lift the bata. Despite the violent act, everything else was fun.

Aiyo!

Part 1 of the day.
Oh OK. So basically today was one of my normal school days. Woke up earlier than others so that I don't have to rush to get to the toilet to have my fresh morning shower (uh,shower?does the word shower even exist after a few months without it?). Yada yada. Mandi,gosok gigi,cuci muka. And breakfast. OH HOHH. Breakfast. Today's breakfast was healthy! I took the trouble to boil a sausage and while waiting for it to be boiled, I diced up some small cute tiny little red tomatoes and cut a banana into slices. I even sprinkled some serunding on my plate. Everything was so perfect. The sausage. The tomatoes. The banana slices. It was like one of my most perfect breakfast during schooling days that I have ever had. It was all a sarapan pagi yang amat indah till out of a sudden, Sufi popped into the kitchen with her muka mamai. "Ain, pukul berapa sekarang?" "Uh,(everything was paused for a moment)7 lebih...". OK. I didn't bother. Brought the breakfast into my room and enjoyed every bite of my breakfast.

Then,I got ready for class. Picked a top that first caught my eye from the closet and chose a scarf that matches my top-of-the-day. Again, another question was asked, "You tak puasa ke?". BANG BANG. "Ohhh Myy Gawdd. I lupa doeee...! Sufi you puasa ke?" "Ye ar..." And she started to yak yak and the house was full of suara-suara bising dipagi-pagi buta. And off we went to class. (Tapi in the end she ended up eating pizza for lunch too.)Hampehh...

Part 2 of the day.
Stayed in the library after class. I tended to go back home but exams are coming and more things need to be stored inside my brain. So I decided to be a geek till exam ends and stay in the library after class which I have never done it before even in sekolah menengah.Gila budak geek...but whatdaheck. I don't want to repeat the same mistake I did for first semester again. ok. Words words words from the books for nearly sometime. And it was time for me to perform my solat. Went alone. Pray pray semua, I reached out for my shoes to go back to the library. And suddenly, a young Arab lady nudged me and a big smile was shown on her face. "Amli eh?Sakin fin?" and she started to kiss me on both my cheeks. wtf. Not giving any negative vibes to this lady, I kissed her back and be as friendly as I can be. She looked excited to meet me. And then she called another older-looking lady in her mid 40's maybe to have a conversation with me. She crapped something in arabic which I don't understand but I just nodded and smiled as usual. The only word that I can understand was mustashfa which means hospital/clinic. So convinced it's a hospital/clinic, I thought to myself, they must be patients of the hospital/clinic. And so I layan layan jugak lah minah minah arab tu. The funny part was, they both looked happy to meet me and I freakingly have no idea why! Siap tanya tanya nama semua. Takpelah, as long as they are happy, it's fine with me. :)

The Little Maggot.

Kecik : Hussien nak cekik diri sendiri!
Notsokecik : Hey! Kenapa??
Kecik : Urghhhhhhh.... (choking)
Notsokecik : Ya Allah.
Kecik : Nak tengok magic tak?
Notsokecik : Nak!
Kecik : Beebadeebeebadeeboo. Tadaa~ Here's the ketayap!
Notsokecik : Wahhh. Terer Hussien. (layannn...)
Kecik : Nak dengar lagu tak dari Youtube?
Notsokecik : Nak. Lagu apa?
Kecik : Bengok lah. Stupid lah Internet ni. Terdisconnect pulak.
Notsokecik : Hey! Hussien. Tak baik lah.
Kecik : Hee. OK dengar lagu ni. Eh, Hussien nak pergi tolong Riyya kejap. Nah
dengar lagu dulu.
Notsokecik : OK Hussien. I'll wait.

Why do I like to layan him? Because...
1. He is a Superman. He has a cape and runs around the house as if he's flying like a Superman.
2. He named his monkey doll Pokok. And when I asked him why name the doll Pokok, he repiled "Sebab dia suka duduk tepi pokok dekat rumah Hussien..."
3. He talks a lot. And I do mean a lot. He talks like a grown up which sometimes I find it hillarious.
4. He always nugde me at Skype.
5. He gets mixed up with my name and my sister's.
6. He is at Jubail.

Rintihan

I'm fudging bored as hell. It's only 9 in the morning. I realised, nowadays I sleep less. 5 hours is the max. There are times when I only get 3 hours of sleep. Is this a bad habit? I don't think so because I remember my cikgu sekolah told me 5 hours of sleep is the minimum duration of time to get yourself cuddled up and drift to lala land. That is why I suffer from panda-eye symptom! Looking like a zombie. Looking old! DANG! Thanks to those who realise how I look these days. My goal for this month and the months after is to sleep by 12. I can't go on having lebam-lebam under my eyes for the rest of my...life? Have mercy on your eyes Ain. They need to look good too.

Patho practical exam this Sunday. Roughly around 30 jars + slides to be memorised. And the worst part is only 5 jars + 5 slides will be asked in the exam. This is a torture to the mind body and soul. And to add to this misery, more assignments are pilling up. And today I have to get my ass out off this house to go to Mara building for assignment thingy. Anatomy is another subject not to be missed. Poor small little tiny brain. Have to be crammed up with names of muscles. It's ok. At least listening to Don't Trust Me by 3oh!3 makes me feel...happy...hmm...I think so...happy...

OK. Less than 90 days. I can survive. But I can't tahan anymore. I need to get the smell of PJ sudahh. Tak tahan lagi. Menunggu masa. Melihat keindahan tanah airku.














You're hot~ Let's get low low low babyhh~

dead

Bergambar dengan manusia yang sudah dicelup dengan sejenis cecair yang dinamakan Formalin. I thought it would haunt me in the middle of the night, but I was wrong. It only caused me an itchy gatal nose. This photography session was done after class. The 'caretaker' of the cadavers had to wait for us to finish beraksi with the manusia tidak bernyawa for him to take away those manusia tidak bernyawa. Too bad for him. We were jakuns.

These are the fews...

Nasi.
Baguette.
Fries.
Jelly Beans.
Cereals.
These are the fews that makes us sleepy actually. I just had a reaallyyy gooood sleep. My sinus has gone away. And my migraine too. Now all that I need is something that can make my day. I need sweet smelling stuff. I need pretty things. I need to window shop with my sisters! uh huh! Window shop is all I need right now. Oh dear, how I miss OU, KLCC, Curve, Sunway Pyramid. Adiks-adiks!! Nak shop with you guys!!!

Otak Berputar-putar

DAMN.
My head is as heavy as a piece of rock. I am having one of my panda-eye days. Drinking a big cup of Milo + Nescafe for breakfast might not help me to stay alert in class today because I can hear my body whispering 'Katil...Bantal...TEDDY...'. Shit. It's 7.34am. I need to get going. Grab my scarf and get ready. And boleh pula, someone is snoring like no one's business beside me while I'm suffering from this misery. Nooooo....I better get going! Think HAPPY TOUGHTS. Happy thoughts Ain!! Class is INTERESTING. LECTURERS are FUN. I just need to stay awake for two hours. Two hours. And that's it. Then I can reward myself with a gooooood sleeeep....

Brother Kecil.

The one who eats surat khabar lama. The one eats Johnson & Johnson's powder. The one that always gets the attention. The one that always gets scolding after school, because all smothered up with €mud.dirt.rotten-smelling thing-a-ma-jig. The spoiled bit. The hard bit.













But now,he's an all grown lad. Already on his own. Sekolah Asrama.Sports.PS Games.Bola.Babes...maybe... *grins*
Whatever it is, you will always be MY beloved budak busuk. Forever..and will always be...surrounded by four hot and spicy sisss.
Have a Happy Booorpdeiii Bro.!
Banyak Sayangs. *smacks on your dangg bootylicious*

Makan.

PENGAT PISANG!!!!

CEKODOK!!!!

Banananananaa makes me go highhhh~

Had a small feast at the back of Pharmacology Lab. We took turns to gobble up the cekodoks and pengat.

She : Haa,nak rasa pengat? Boleh order.
Her : Ohh yeh? Erm, takpelah. Buat dekat rumah.
That Girl : Oihh, pandai-pandai je.

Ye Cikgu, saya faham cikgu.

Skyping with my long lost chinese tuition mate reminds me of my high school years. I was this very sakkkai suka buat kerja2 bodoh punya budak. Running around the school compound after recess just to have fun with my very sakkai mates. Main kejar2 lah kononnya. Bajet budak Darjah Satu baru. Break the stupid school rules. And also JAMBU BATU. Yess, we used to pluck jambu batu from a tree near our class. It was a must-to-do before the bell rings. And usually, me and my partner in crime will always be the first to be at the big gate masa balik sekolah. Before the bell rings, we will already be buying ice cream 50sen or sour tapes from the candyman and parents will alyways look at us with why-are-you-out-of-school-before-school-ends kind of look. We both will feel very proud of ourselves because we managed to escape from the @#$%! prefects. Whoops! My bad :P.


Ohh me, how i freakingly miss the cliques too. During recess, the miss-popular group will sit at one corner with their stuck up looks and the anime-lovers will be crapping about goku and etc. with atleast one anime comic book in their hand and the goody-goody-two-shoes will be eating their home-packed meals disscussing about upcoming exams and what is the meaning of Newton's Law. And the budak-budak sakkkai will be bengong as ever eating nasi campur at a table and LOUD laughter will always be heard from that table due to the kebengongans.


And the pakcik jaga. OHH yess. He was always there when we wanted to escape the school compound after house practices. He was always there when we wanted to jump across the pagar and he was always there when we needed to use the public phone outside. He was NEVER out of our sights when we were devil-to-be's. How good was he, the pakcik jaga that always caught us in act.

'Please kancing... Roll down your sleeves...". These are the most commonly used lines used by the budak-budak baju marroon. Frankly speaking, I kind of miss this too. Ahhhaaa! Back in Form V, I once raised my voice at the juniors for not attending Green house practice. HAHA. How funny. I went to the canteen and called out all the green house members to go to the padang for kawad kaki practice. Lawak doe. I actually shouted at them. Can you belive it. *laughing my head off*

Is it possible if I rewind back time and be a high school kiddo again? Or can I like use the time machine from Back To The Future movie so that I can be the sakkai kiddo again? Aihh, girls' school memang best tahap ceeeeppan.

NOt My thing.

ART is not my middle name.
































Senoir came. And we were asked to list down 5 things about ourselves that none have yet discovered about each one one of us. It was not surprising that I was the first to 'pass up' the list. It took me about 3 minutes to actually think what to merapu about myself. It's not like it is going to be read by the dean or anything. So there it was, the first game we had to play.

Next was the drawing game. Oh sheeeeet. How I loathe drawing. The interest was still there back when I was in primary school. Drew aliens in spaceship and flowers under the bright sunny sun with bees and butterflies and people that actually look like people, not the round-headed-one-lined-body kind of people which they call stick people. The passion of drawing was built up till Standard Six. Then it fades away.......

Back to the story, we were asked to draw something about the person sitting next to us. And so I got my anak mami. I reached out for a green pen and started drawing. I was the first to complete my drawing. As usual. It was funny when I looked up, everyone was still digging their heads in their papers. Very semangat-ed melukis. I saw few drawings and compared theirs with mine. Sheeeeet. Mine has only got one color. GREEN. And that's just it. So dull and un.....unattractive. To add some 'spice' to my drawing, I reached out for pink and purple highlighter and started to scribble. Macam nampak lagi burok adalah. DAMN ME. This shows how unskillful I am in drawing. *bang**bang**die*

NO more drawings for me, please. Baik pergi baca buku Pharma punn lagi bagus Ain. A kindergarten kid can do better than you do girl.

Just Another Day.

Was paying attention. Concentrating on what she was teaching. "Cerebrospinal fluid travels from here, passing through that, and ends its journey around there..." And notes were jotted down.



















One hour later.



Another lecturer took over the class. He asked questions. And my watch was ticking slower then ever. The attendant lady was at the corner of the class with her attendance sheet in front of her. And as the lecturer stepped out of the class, without hesitation and no time wasted, she called out our names. And this was what we scribbled by the end of the class.