Archive for April, 2005

blog aku telah dimasuki org (biasa la org keluar masuk kan)
tapi org yg wataknya wujud dalam posting sebelum

hik hik…kepada org itu
anggapje la mood aku tidak berapa baik semasa pagi
jadi, cukuplah sekadar mengucapkan selamat pagi atau morning atau ohaiyo’ sahaja…

bukannye maksud benci atau tak menghargai
sbb kalau ‘org’ tu takde, mesti aku tkde kawan masa mula mula
lgpun dia yg banyak tolong aku memahami situasi ssh, php, mysql sumer…
(yg baik2 ne aku tak tulis masa pagi, sbb pagi adalah musuh aku)
posting ine adalah semasa petang…
petang adalah mood yg sesuai utk bergembira
TQ friends, sbb banyak membantu….~~0=0 /

blog ne adalah umum, sape sape leh masuk dan keluar sesuka hati wpun tnpa kebenaran
hik hik…tp rasa tk best kalau ada org lain yg sedih sbb posting aku di pagi hari
sedih sebab kebadmoodan aku di pagi hari
sedih sbb dia baik n caring, tp tk dihargai

maybe, this is just where we begin ~~

FRIENDSHIP STILL REMAINS…

hari ne hari jumaat (hari jumaat ialah hari yg mulia, selain hari raya, maulidurrasul)
bezanya, hari jumaat kita perlu bekerja
kerana tiada cuti am dikhususkn utknya setelah dirujuk dalam kalendar cina (ala,yg ada tarikh lumba kuda tu)

aku ‘akan’ cuti panjang sampai hari isnin
sumer org sibuk beli tiket bas nk balik kg halaman
aku tk balik, sbb diesel tkder..(huk, logik kan?)
aku cuma membantu kerajaan utk melimitkn penggunaan diesel subsidi (ha..baru smalam aku tau,kt malaysia ne ada diesel subsidi n bukan subsidi rupenyer..)

aku nak copy paste sesuatu dari(dari ke daripada?) blog seseorg

| Missing the good old days |

You grew up watching He-man, Transformers, Thundercats, Silver Hawk, Space Cop Gaban, Ultraman, and Mighty Mouse. Not to forget, Ninja Turtles(donatello,micheal angelo..lg 2 ekor ape ke name), Mask and Smurfs too. You grew up brushing your teeth with a mug in primary school after recess time. You squatted by a drain with all your classmates beside you, and brushed your teeth with a colourful mug(aku tk suka momen ne,gosot gigi kat longkang reramai…uwa..). Remember the days when the school nurse comes with a list for the dentist appointments, the sound of the drilling when your friend has a fill in his tooth.

You remember the packets of milk (Projeck Susu Segar) and milo we get in primary school to encourage us to drink more milk(aku ingat, satu 70 sen kan kalau kena beli?). And when we had to line up just to get one cup, and some of us would line up again for another cup of cold milo. And remember we use to buy susu sekolah and get stomach-ache the next day. During primary (some KBSR & 3M) school days, the teacher will punish you using a long ruler to hit your palm.

A bowl of noodle soup cost only 40c in primary school days(nasi lemak 20 sen, air secawan 10 sen). When you were in primary school, girls like to go to the bookshop to buy cute stuff such as animal erasers, sharpeners, notebook etc. Play with these paper doll(ne yg kertas tebal ada doll wif baju,seluar beg tangan tu kan? huk..imaginative sungguh benda tu kan?)… with all the paper clothes.. etc etc.

In secondary (some KBSM) school, girls go to the library to borrow their favourite romance storybook. In secondary school,girls altered their school skirt to shorten it and guys will go to the school appointed school uniform tailor shop to tailor make their school trousers to the then fashionable “baggy pants” , or the GQ one.

In secondary school days, you buy the sparx school shoes. Some guys like to wear those china made ankle high shoes. Some even like to wear those very thick socks with their school shoes. remember the panda, carefree or warrior shoes.. Internet? E-mail? What the hell is that?

So you thought a decade or more ago. Your friends don’t have pagers or handphones in school. CDs? What’s that? Cassette tapes were the norm. Movie tickets used to cost less than $5 last time. There is no KLCC..or Bukit Bintang the only place we have..

The goodies from apek shop(kedai apek ne la aku beli doraemon yg aku citer kat previous posting!) used to be Mamee, Super ring, Kaka, Kum Kum, Ding Dang choco balls (with toys in the box) + the mat sentul voices as a jingle, colourful hard “egg”, “cigerette” chocolate, pink bottle of bubbles, and small tubes with yellow sticks to blow “more lasting” bubbles that you can pop more air in or slam it on. You never forget tikam. When exams are over, the board games (eg: UNO, Monopoly, Saidina) & hand held video games will be all over the class room. Girls will start playing ‘batu seremban’. guys with ‘tudung oren’. Your favourite sound is the bell! For it’s the homemade ice cream man. The cream that tops Haagan Dazs! The pink colour ice-cream with eyes plus a wide smile. Another bell is the recess bell, a time to get away from school work and to eat.

Another time when there is no bell but all guys will anxiously wait for it…The PJ, PE time (time for football!!) Your favourite childhood games were playing “guli”(marbles), five stones, lompat getah, zero-point, catching, and/or “Pepsi-Cola one two three”! The best thirst quencher of all times is the yummy colourful ice tubes you can buy from provision shops. To eat them, break the tab and suck while holding the freezing tube! All gals had barbie dolls, My Little Pony, pound puppy, Polly Pocket and etc, while all boys had star wars figurines or a rubber band catapult that shoots folded paper or eraser bits. Once was the era whereby ice-cream sticks were valueable items, than came the paper aircrafts, chalk fights. (aa,dulu keje kita kat skolah asyik main jer kan??)

Everyone envied the class monitor and his assitant, cos they were the ones who came up with the daily duty roster, giving names to teacher on who makes the most noise and who’s running around the class. The elite group are the prefects, the one with license to move around, they consider themselves above the law when not many students actually listened to them, and that’s when the PK Hem comes in.

Some boys made their own guns from wood, and used ‘Bacali’ (or terung belanda kan??) as the bullets. Some even used matches to shoot and burn kids’lanterns during Lantern Festival.. and you also rather to ‘ponteng sekolah’ juz to watch final episod of Moero Attack. (AHHHH!!! aku suke cite ni!!!) Miss that much. summersault berkembar!!

still remember all of them?

CHEERS TO THE 70’s ..80’s BABIES..NOW, WE RULE THIS WORLD!!

aku mmg nak gi jepun dari alpha lagik!
tp sejak 2 3 hari ne, byk pulak nahas keretapi kat sana
ne aku secara sukarela menkronologikannya :

* mula dari dua hari lepas, komuter di barat Jepun tergelincir n merempuh sebuah pangsapuri [91 terbunuh n 450 cedera]
* semalam, kereta api penumpang tergelincir di Ibaraki, ke timur laut Tokyo apabila ia melanggar sebuah trak [no kecederaan]
* n hari ne, sebuah kereta melanggar kereta api penumpang yg membawa 130 penumpang [pun alhamdulillah, tiada kecederaan]

nnti kalau aku dok jepun, msti la aku naik komuter kan..
tapi nak ke mak aku poskan moto aku ne ke sana?
leh la aku guna moto ne buat gi keje ker…:MIEHEE:.
kena tampal plet jepun la kan?
makan? makan sushi yg cam kat JJ tu la kan…

hak hak..berangan..

aku bangun kol pat pagi!
mandi kol lima setengah pagi!
main the sims sampai pukul 7…dan aku kembali mengantuk..
zZzzZz…pukul 8 aku bangun, siap2 nak kejer
(aa,kalaula aku save no phone opis,leh gak aku tepon cakap MC sbb cirit birit ker..kan?)

smalaman aku pk, aku nak lirik ‘ibu ayam dikejar musang’ tu ditukar begini

| LIRIK SEBENAR |
“ibu ayam di kejar(kata perbuatan,jauh ke dekat?luper..) musang
anak ayam mencari-cari..
ibu ayam berlari..terus lari..dan dikejar musang
anak ayam mencari terus cari..ibunya yang hilang”

aku nak tukar baris terakhir lagu tu kepada
‘anak ayam berlari terus lari…mengejar musang..’

yela, kalau anak ayam tu terus mencari ibunya
pencarian dia tkkan berakhir, sbb ibu aym dah tak mungkin akn kembali
tp kalau dia mengejar musang tu
sama sama leka dalam pengejaran, mesti dia lupa akan kesedihan dia
(aku la tu, gi kerja balik kerja tido…sampaikn malam2 aku skrg dh tkde mimpi!)
aa,nak lagi best..jadi la musang tu..(cam angah ek)
anak ayam, mak ayam, KFC..sumer leh makan begitu sahaja!

pagi ne aku sampai opis dikejutkan ngan satu suara
suara org yg aku tk suka (tp org kata,jgn xsuka sgt, nnti jadi suka..jadi harini aku buat2 neutral)
dia “aku follow ko dari jalan gombak, kejar2 tp tk dpt potong laju ko bawak..”
aku “ek..?”
dia “betullah gosip yg mad nor hebahkn tu, ko bawak moto cam pelesit..aku ingat mad nor memain..”
aku “aa..ada gosip ek.tk tau lak aku”
dia “tk terbang ek baju kurung ko masa bawak moto?”
aku di dalam hati “aa, kalau terbang, skang ne aku bogel la? ko suke aa?”

lagi suara dia “ko parking motor kat ner?”
aku “pan klinik”
dia “asal tak parking depan kedai mamak?”
aku “SUKATI LA…” klinik ke, mamak ke… ko ne memang suke sembang pepagi ek?
dia (lagi lagi dia) “ko makan apa tu?nasi lemak ek..”
aku angguk
“kata salu sarapan kat rumah…ni apesal makan kat opis lak ne?..hik hik”
“AAA…LEH TAK KO BIAR JE AKU NAK BUAT APA? NAK MAKAN NASIK LEMAK KE, NAK TERTONGGENG KE?”
fedap la aku tetiap pagi camni..
aku jwb nak taknak pun dia tanya2 lagi!
last2 blog aku ne penuh ngan dialog bersama dia!

meh aku citer benda yg best pulak \*-*/
smalam kan, masa aku isi angin kat petronas setapak
aku nmpak sesorg ..aku nampak ZAHID!
hik hik…dia isi minyak kancil WHQ aper ntah (mana a keter yg dia menang tu? hik hik..)
poyo kan aku? standard la tu nampak zahid,diapon dok wangsa maju..
sama macam nampak amy mastura kat ipoh
sahri AF kat shakeys melaka
jamal abdillah kat pusat serenti (aa,sensitif ker?)
lain la kalau nampak brad pitt atau ashton kutcher kat petronas setapak ke
baru lah leh heboh seflet!
tp tak kisah, aku suker jugak…sbb aku suka aa dia..(lagi skali aku poyo!)

lagi cerita, masa aku tgh naik moto
aku nampak sesorg lagi!
org tu bukan selebriti..hanya org biasa yg aku pun tak tau nama dia
tapi aku suka…aku suka uniform dia
dia ialah pekerja bsn yg pakai uniform kaler biru…
aa, aku tau, bukan aku sorang yg ada kerjaya impian
masa darjah 1 sampai 3 kan cikgu suruh isi, cita cita..
kena pilih tiga (mesti korang pilih guru,jururawat & doktor kan?)
yg laki lak mesti pilih (polis traffic, askar/tentera, guru jasmani…kan? kan? kan?)

sana sini bercakap pasal demam kepialu
hik hik..ada cerita menarik utk dikongsi bersama

mary mallon, berhijrah dari ireland ke amerika utk mencari sesuap nasi (bohong la sesuap, mncari rezeki la..)
bekerja sbgai tukang masak di rumah org kaya di new york (1900),kedua2 majikannya demam n cirit birit manakala tukang cuci meninggal dunia

bertukar kerja ke rumah seorg peguam, 8 org ahli keluarga tuannya mengalami peristiwa yg sama

seterusnya ke long island, dan dalam masa 2 minggu 10 org majikannya di masukkan ke hospital..

teruk sgt kah masakan mary?
mary sebenarnya pembawa sejenis kuman – bakteria salmonella typhi (s.typhi) yg boleh mmbawa maut!

unikkan mary yg aku ceritakan ne…
kalau aku ialah mary, aku xyh la memasak ..suap anak pun tak boleh (aa, suap anak sedara, maksud aku)

moral of the story : mungkin masakan aku tk sedap, sekurang2nya aku tk menghadapi masalah yg sama seperti mary mallon….:MIEHEEE:.