tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-58882272011-04-22T09:22:01.900+08:00No Detention Without Trial -BAR Council-tsuehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03587658380463135976noreply@blogger.comBlogger2901100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5888227.post-1132022595101825132005-11-15T09:43:00.000+08:002005-11-15T10:43:15.186+08:00

I had the shock of my life yesterday in Muzium USM's IN PRINT:CONTEMPORARY BRITISH ART FROM THE PARAGON PRESS function. Somebody was being obnoxiously rude towards one of the staff over there. My guess the officer was being high and mighty of her position as a big shot over at BC, what with her modern pant suit and murderous heels, she looked quite the trend, but her attitude deserves a stay in

tsuehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03587658380463135976noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5888227.post-1130048988594640432005-10-23T14:25:00.000+08:002005-10-23T14:29:48.600+08:00

Dear Friends,Frankly speaking, this blog is way too much for me to bear with. It only reminds me of my brother and i don't think i can take it anymore. When you're free, visit me at my new blog at http://artofsteal.blogspot.com

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Eidul Fitri this year sure is knocking on loud and cruel, like an unwanted salesperson. Come to think of it, Raya itself has been turned into another scheming marketing tool, with sales and catchy promises. Would it be the other way round, when my brother was (yikes, I'm using past-tense) around, I'd be one of the targeted consumers, what more with me sashaying my new job and bonus to spend. Now

tsuehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03587658380463135976noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5888227.post-1128648142486253512005-10-07T09:17:00.000+08:002005-10-10T22:29:34.770+08:00

Yesterday, the air smelt of Tunku Kurshiah's earth but the sky was of Jitra's. So I've discovered the truth on mixed feelings. Part of me yearned to run and play on TKC's grounds and be childish again yet another half was already sliding furiously like the Pos Dipang mudslide. Anyway, t' was a comfortable sensation, though a bit tingling. Ever since my last personal visit to my brother's grave, I

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Rohku melayang, tak kembali, bila kau pun pergi. Meninggalkan yang terbaik, bagi kita semua. My soul is so not within my reach at the moment.She's just hanging up there, limp like a poor lioness whose back is broken from a nasty fall, it's carcass hanging like nothing from the branch, the eyes haunted, and dead. Darling eyes. No more. My eye muscle refused to work with the rojak emotions I held

tsuehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03587658380463135976noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5888227.post-1127987254989085072005-09-29T17:45:00.000+08:002005-09-29T17:47:34.996+08:00

Bursary. Keeper of Ringgits. Bugger of a lifetime. Answerable to Auditors. Questionable to others. Conservative and proud. Unfriendly. Laser tongue. Makelife miserable. Don't make enemy with Bursary, must be friendly towards those who have the money. But it's not their money. Yeah, but they're the keeper. YOuuu'r''''eeeee Theeee Keeper of The seven Keyss…You lock up the seven seassssssss……

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I'm rejuvenated from all the games i played, yesterday and today. More to come for days ahead and i'm waiting for them with open arms. My it feels really good to have sweats running all over my body from head to toe. It's been decades, and i mean it, ages since my cheeks were puffing and screaming in red! The main objective is to socialise, or at least, sell your face around. If there's too

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Thank God no one tagged me. If somebody did, i would have died from realising the fact about the powers of Before, and After. Especially when a large portion of the Before will affect the After. You want to LIVE the memories, not LEAVE them. Sort of purging the details of BEFORE so that you could survive the AFTER, it's cruel.

tsuehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03587658380463135976noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5888227.post-1125760735624480292005-09-03T23:05:00.000+08:002005-09-03T23:21:57.323+08:00

Dearest Acaq..each and every word is how i feel about losing you..(inhale..)Chris Martin Still my heart and hold my tongue I feel my time, my time has come Let me in, unlock the door I never felt this way before And the wheels just keep on turning And the drummer begins to drum I don't know which way I'm going I don't know which way I've come Hold my head inside your hands I need someone who

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The green gutted Siamese or its infamous meaning in Malay, Siam perut hijau. Ever since Kedah-Siam conflicts, they're a bunch of barbarians, so it's not surprising to see them going back to their roots. This horrible piece of land will strike a deal with the devil if it could, just to save its own ass regardless the effect this deal has upon its neighbours, or even the world. It's in the history.

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My friend finds herself enveloped with family hiccups. Looking at her feels like watching a pile of dirty laundry, so messed up and troubled. So last nite we decided to relax our minds at the infamous batu spot in USM near HEP, where the magnificent view of the Penang Bridge crossing the glittering Straits of Malacca greeted us without bias. I find it therapeutic despites the creepy and eerie

tsuehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03587658380463135976noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5888227.post-1125623553859302542005-09-02T09:10:00.000+08:002005-09-02T16:48:39.536+08:00

Last nite I had the strangest dream of forgotten crushes, one beautiful eccentric girl and betrayals. It was hurtful. When thinking too much of a person who hurts you the most, you're bound to have a taste of him in dreams. Or nightmares. I admit that part of the mess will always have a fair of contribution from my side. It's what happens when you keep mum when you're supposed to do exactly the

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And then I see you baby And everything's alright, everything's alright So right... To Shah, baby here means his pet fish in his oversized bowl.To Kak Mayrie, guess baby is her darling sweet heartTo my sister, baby here is well, her baby son, IhsanMine is a piece of black peppered lamb chop lapar...

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How to lead Ramadhan without your loved one? I'm writing as a sister who mourns her brother's death, not as a daughter whose parents had passed away. To watch your parents age at the speed of light in one hour, gosh..It tears your soul away when you see them wither away like a dying lotus. I can't believe Cikgu Mad had transferred all the koi from our pond of 18 years to my brother's. They share

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I"ve mastered the art of barring the mind from buying unimportant stuffs. As bad as i want that RM25 straps, i can't have it due to financial constraint. This is a torture for a person who never had the chance to buy 100 pair of shoes in a day, and when the chance is right in front of my eyes, i had to let it roll by, in hope that those very pair will still be there next month. I doubt it they

tsuehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03587658380463135976noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5888227.post-1125292076976230022005-08-29T12:49:00.000+08:002005-08-29T13:07:56.983+08:00

Upon entering Jambul Cafe, i saw Marissa. Wow. Like she told her sister, we haven't seen each other since..forever! Marissa used to take Malay language classes from me, i worked part time as student assistant in one language center here. Although i'm allowed to charge her at only rm6 per hour, i reaped billions from our friendship. To total up, it's priceless. Her love for this country had

tsuehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03587658380463135976noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5888227.post-1125048140038881072005-08-26T17:18:00.000+08:002005-08-26T17:22:20.043+08:00

I"m getting manja rer everyday with my friends in USM. Kawan pun sape lagi, yang asalnya budak tkc aku jugak, si yatie zain. Dari dulu aku dok menempek kat budak ni walhal aku lagi tua, tua 5 bulan from dia tapi perangai aku macam muda 10 tahun from dia. Mungkin kalau aku adik dia, dah lama dia ketuk pala aku. So bila yatie dapat offer kerja yang sangat bagus di one of a great institution, i'm

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Come to the edge," he said.They said, "We are afraid".They cane.He pushed.He pushed them.And they flew. Guillaume Apollinaire I'd want to the one who pushed, only give me time and i will help others.

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Crispy morning and the best of dewgreets us morning when you came in viewt'was never goodbye nor was it the endcuz it's just a matter of now and thenIt's hard to chance upon this poem when thinking of youwhile raking the leaves off your homeand fingering the earth underneath themIt's sadto sometimes hear the wind carry your voiceand not see your faceIt hurtsto appear calm for the otherswhen

tsuehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03587658380463135976noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5888227.post-1124471497133180112005-08-20T01:10:00.000+08:002005-08-20T01:13:33.760+08:00

James Blunt and Coldplay are finally here...Goody goody! Thank you, you know who you are.

tsuehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03587658380463135976noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5888227.post-1124097832817519162005-08-15T10:08:00.000+08:002005-08-15T17:23:55.190+08:00

One good friend of mine is undergoing a freaky crisis with her boyfriend of so many years. Up till now, she has persevered and tolerated all his friends but now, she has lost patience. From her side of story, i came to conclude this third person in their relationships as Si Kenit (a parasite or kutu which stubbornly sticks onto your cat's ear until it had sucked every single blood to the point of

tsuehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03587658380463135976noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5888227.post-1123818013406413952005-08-12T08:49:00.000+08:002005-08-12T11:40:13.466+08:00

I've to stop listening to Keane. They made me so sad, though i can't wait for my incoming James Blunt and Coldplay. Alang alang sedih, biarlah merudum terus. Sadness is some sort of an energy too, you let it grow inside you until it's enough to create a nuclear impact, and save it for the best situation. The trick is, don't let it pull you into it's abyss, let sadness become your energy

tsuehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03587658380463135976noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5888227.post-1123681922747493692005-08-10T21:35:00.000+08:002005-08-10T21:52:02.753+08:00

So far, they're all letters. Soon, there will be meetings and random craps will follow suit. Am i loving this job? For the first class treatment you get from the staffs and drivers, yes, i do. USM is undergoing it's 34th Convocation from 8-12 August, this year. I've discovered myself not being on any commitee list, next door colleague get to be Marshalls but she get's to be one cos she's from the

tsuehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03587658380463135976noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5888227.post-1123472018096951042005-08-08T11:12:00.000+08:002005-08-08T11:33:38.103+08:00

James Blunt.Somebody said he's going to get me one of those cds from this guy.Can't wait!!!!!

tsuehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03587658380463135976noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5888227.post-1123379784969119652005-08-07T09:45:00.000+08:002005-08-07T09:56:25.220+08:00

Mawi bagged all three nominations. Not a surprise at all. I had threw him unnecessary sarcasm before cos in my mind, he's only a mamat bagus perasan karan. When i rethink, i felt really ashamed of myself. He's just a Felda kid who might be in need of cash, and a whole new difinition of life. I think he deserves the prize, actually, all of them deserved it, but not Marsha. Amylya, Malaysian Idol

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MAsuk dalam cepat!!!!Okay okay..!!Bye Kak Jaa.Bye MamaaaaaByeeeDOn't sit on my bag! Move move!LEkaih adik..lekaih..mana cd tuCd apa? Kereta ni tak ada tv or video okayyyBukan bukan..bubuh bubuh..haaaaOk...cd apa tu?The cat..and the fiddle (whatever..) Yeyy..nyanyi adik..nyanyi!When i seee you smilee, i can face the world..[Nih, i deducate kat u. Bila acaq teringat kat adik, selalu acaq pasang

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It's true. T's the reason for being thankful for what we have. When all we do is compare, even the biggest blessing is not entertained/appreciated. Once a while i'll browse through friends' pages/blogs/emails/ and as result, i'll go immediately gloomy. It's going to be hard to catch up with their success, sometimes it feels like a rush of blood to the head, you go all panicky and jiggety. Very

tsuehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03587658380463135976noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5888227.post-1123129753569178482005-08-04T12:13:00.000+08:002005-08-04T12:29:13.576+08:00

1. I nervously think that NGO Sisters In Islam is a cult themselves. Shiver.. The need to respect other people's belief? (Due to Ayah Pin's folowers arrest). Don't they see that these 'other people' are their originally Muslim sisters and brothers? 2. I love Chikadeess.. 3. It's my third time inna row of dreaming having a long nice chat with my brother, telling him about my new job and stuffs

tsuehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03587658380463135976noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5888227.post-1122962913757216062005-08-02T14:00:00.000+08:002005-08-02T14:08:33.763+08:00

Seriously guys, say you have a really, really yummy hot chick for a girlfriend, will you still trust your friends around you to stay off her? For example, when both of you are in a terrible row, dare you apply the middleman technique? Middle man here means one of your guy friend? No, no no..You tell me. Feel free to comment anytime. Thank you!!

tsuehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03587658380463135976noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5888227.post-1122953926638548502005-08-02T08:54:00.000+08:002005-08-02T11:38:46.706+08:00

This is dumb. Really, really stupid. THere's absolutely nothing to do around here. The boss totally ignores me, and i'm isolated inside my room, having no reasons at all to simply walk and strike conversations with the staffs, most of them a decade older than me. One even cringed at the idea of me offering to give him a ride. What the hell? When you're not in motion, people will not respect you.

tsuehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03587658380463135976noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5888227.post-1122886001468062992005-08-01T16:41:00.000+08:002005-08-01T16:46:41.473+08:00

I used to have this huge, huge, HUGE crush on a guy, sampai nanges nanges lah pokoknya. That was during prehistoric time. Today, i browsed through the photos again, just for the sake of remembering.LOL.What was i thinking, dammnit? HHAHAhahahahhahahahahahahhaa...Thank God you showed me the way. Right here right now, I am finally sooo over him, ish...Hahahaha...i'm wiping my tears and currently in

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Qiyamat dah dekat. Or so it seems. What's with the Haji Kahar, the self proclaimed Rasul and the infamous Ayah Pin cases, Muslims in Malaysia should by now have their eyes opened and hearts alerted. 30 years of leading his cult freely, this proves that there's something terribly worng with Islamic Departments all around the country. True, anything involving Islamic issues automatically falls

tsuehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03587658380463135976noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5888227.post-1122812196806818682005-07-31T20:01:00.000+08:002005-07-31T20:16:36.813+08:00

Sales everywhere man! Now all i need are pant suits in pastel colours. Since i already have the dull basic colours in my collection, it's time to show my true colours. No more black, grey, sombre moody colours..Think HAPPY!! Lately i've been behaving like a 12 years old, sulking and pulling long faces. After a shopping spree for new working attires with my parents, i felt ashamed of myself.

tsuehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03587658380463135976noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5888227.post-1122792186976560882005-07-31T14:35:00.000+08:002005-07-31T14:43:06.983+08:00

Bought Pontianak Menjerit...Oh dear..It feels nice to laugh again. Kelakar gila..I guess, when you're in denial over the loss of a loved one, you have to go and visit the respective person's kubur. There, there's nothing you can do about it, except heaved in relief, and take the Qada' and Qadar. Don't let them alone in there, if you have time to visit, do. It's the least you can do to go on. It's

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I looked at the phone. Isn't it evil looking? Once a while it will scream Death!!! Death at 5.45 am! Death at 3 a.m! Death at 7 a.m! Most of the times they were some strangers' deaths, or a relative's. Somehow, that morning, it was my brother's. Dumb looking phone. It should have hold its tongue and say something nicer instead. Like, he's coming home for dinner tonight, or he's taking us for

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Demons are inside my head. Monsters and all. To bring the mind of this body to the brink of insanity is their target, yet to be achieved. So long there's still a bit of human left in me, their mission might still bear the label : Mission Unaccomplished. Every so often I would listen to them that gradually I began to accept their presence as space fillers. Only one question bugged me. Between the

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I've corrected my haloscan comment script. Had to have these kind words erased, so i'm posting them instead here, just for the memories. Thanks peeps..wah ramping la acu hahahahamush Homepage 07.15.05 - 10:35 am #wah new layout? classic ah~! but why 'goodbye'? errmm???melor 07.18.05 - 9:03 am #oh sorry tsue, ive read ur blog 1st then only mooke's. im sorry for ur lost. al-fatihah utk arwah..

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Suffocating, yet very calming. When Mrs Wong pushed me into the 6 ft pool, I tried hard not to 'bubble' because I simply trusted her. It's very depressing down at the bottom, inhaling nothing and exhaling silence. One mistake and you'll find your lungs bursting with chlorinated and dirty water. Does this mean that once jeopardized, you will still be able to make it with a believe of knowing

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It feels awful to cuff Adiputra's ear but if it's for his own good, i would hit his head 1000 times if i could. I'm used to dragging him under the shower and bathe, and shampoo, and brush his teeth, but it's scary. I can't be there for him forever. I have to return to Penang tomorrow morning. The two kids are becoming harder to handle eversince my brother passed away. Maybe they're channelling

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Everything's changing and i don't feel the same. That's a quote from Keane's Everything's Changing. Changes are good for the spirit within. It's a boost to the energy and charges the mind's electricity. Yeah, well, a bit of electricity is good so long as you don't get shocked. I find myself in a funny, butterfly in the tummy aching feeling and senario once my brother passed away. In a jiffy all

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It's a Rahmat cause up till now friends and relatives are still paying my parents endless visits. Some come out of curiosities, most to pay their respect, little came of guilt, but all came because of one person, Acaq. We like to again, thank for all ihsan, sedekah and hopes these visitors gave us. Nobody wants to purge him out of our lives. In fact, the house is so full of him, it chokes every

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goodbye

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This morning, we woke up extra early to pay Acaq a visit. It was tough to not to cry. Dealing, or coping with death of the loved ones, only those who have experienced will understand. However, i am thankful to Allah gor giving me good, kind friends who shared tears with me over the phone and visits. See Acaq, you can stop worrying now. There will be others to take care of me, i have got Abah,

tsuehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03587658380463135976noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5888227.post-1121528397322926942005-07-16T23:34:00.000+08:002005-07-16T23:40:26.870+08:00

My only brother decided to 'balik kampung' awal this morning...I love you Acaq..Will always, always love you. I promise that i will get my master, marry a decent guy, be your baby sister for the rest of my life, and will always, always keep you in my heart. Mudah mudahan Acaq ditempatkan dengan orang yang mukmin dan diberkati Allah..Love you Acaq..Blogger will stop blogging for a while. She's

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haha My niece sketched this, Acu is me and Atih is my sister. My sister got insulted but i am flattered to the bones..chuckled!

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Myself: Directionally challenged, meaning, often pick the wrong turns but still feels happy about it. Extremely gullible and shy for the first one hour, after that, depends. Good tempered but don't push it.Wisdom: Don't see myself as some Yogi or Yoda or Miss Oracle giving mysterious and clueless remarks, but i have some stored in me head just in case, you know..Regrets: Ahh...they often came in

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How does it feel to finally settle down and has a purpose in your life? True, depends on whatever purpose you have in store to satisfy your needs. For instance, priorities vary before and after having babies. So, this life, it would be just like ascending a staircase, only that this staircase feels like an eternity. I might be, in my opinion, settling down for good, say, in another 4 days, In

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Inside Jelita, i was unfortunate enough to be seated beside a fat UUM boy with a tongue i could pull and chop to pieces if i could. Why not? I was waving sadly at Jack from the window when this Dumbo Fat Ass decided the show is over and shut the curtain.. !@#$%^&*() I was about to go to sleep when this conversastion took placeAkak..saya nak cakap ni...saya kalau journey jauh, saya muntahHm..Apa

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Amidst the sad bombing in London, one Briton top gun whose in Singapore's Raffles City Convention Center for some Olympic bidding thingy, gave a fresh and crisp reasonable terrorist-paranoid-free opinion.. I can't exactly remember what he said, i tried looking for the quote in BBC, (we were watching BBC at that time), but to no avail. I think he's name is Coe something? .. but this is the bits

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Chapter 4 : The PLNThe passengers inside the stagecoach had paid good money to be inside on the soft seats and out of the wind and the dust and, therefore, it was odd that so many got out at the next stop and went and sat on the foor.The few who didn't want to ride up there couldn't manage the climb sat huddlese together on the seat opposite, watching the new traveller like a group of rabbits

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Congrats to Lini Azly! Another one gets the ring ho ho ho!!!!

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I can't believe they're still showing Titanic on TV. I can't believe Cikgu Mad is so involved with the movie that he was shouting and waving fists at the tv screen, anguish. I can't believe i had went through a blind date for hoping that i could get my own Jack Dawson. I can't believe i was that naive. I can't believe i'm running away from the movie cos the ending was too much to handle. I can't

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I have to say that i must say something on this matter. Wait, too many of the word says, pardon me. When teachers have turn to gold diggers, what would become of fellow students? True, it's the most noble profession in the world, offering waves and waves of knowledge withIhsan to naive kids and help them to be better persons in life. In the past, yeah.. Nowadays i get suspicious that not all

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Crivens!!! The Wee Free Men has caught me again, this tims in A Hat Full of Sky No blogging for the current time

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I need to rent a room with bathroom attached, apartment in gelugor areas preferable. Budget Friends with contacts on this matter, please, please, inform me via worryaboutyou@gmail.com muahs

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I finally had enough with this bitch. The moment she pulled roughly away the book from me, i pulled back her hand and gave her a slap. Right on the face. One, big, fat, juicy slap on the face. It feels oh-so-nice..Then i simply walked out of the lab. I got to her car and immediately began to scratch a thin irritating line across its body. I wanted to spell KAU BODOH but there's no time. When i

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Apalaamalang nasib ni kerja dgn budak budak melayu..Mana nak cari orang yang sempurna untuk jadi colleague. Hanya sebab aku tak join lunch, or tak ada click..Tapi apa nak buat, ini bukan TM, bukan TENAGA, bukan Petronas..Ni cuma kilang lama dekat Malau..Tak boleh nak expect kawan setinggi langit..Kawan secukup rasa pun tak payahlah..Kalau cuma kenalan habuan nak senyum atau bertegur sapa, okaylah

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I wanted to marry a fighter jet pilot.After a series of mishaps involving the wives getting widowed, i've decided to bury the dream.

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Now's the perfect time to run into a corner and hide. Shiver. Goosebumps. Chills down my spine. 3 weeks of testing samples, already my face is attacked by germs. Well, not that it made such a huge difference, my skin is far from flawless, they're bumpy all the way..But zits? Oh dear..dear..dear..They're the most illegal thing a girl could have on her face! At the age of 24! Cry..Each morning,

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Last week i woke up in Jitra. The next week i still wake up there. Yesterday i was hoping that the moment my eyes opened, i would be somewhere else for instance. I am still in Jitra. Today, it's always Jitra where i wake up and greet the loo. Often Yan is more than a little ticked off whenever i say something bad about this place. He has a soft spot for our hometown. But Yan doesn't stay here.

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It's going to be the 8th wonder of the world if i passed this gruesome interview for PTD. Emerging from the 'interrogation' room i felt ashame to be alive. When they told me to go home and do some more reading, that's exactly what i did, minus the latter. No more reading, please, don't let me do anymore studying on Jentera Pentadbiran Negara or who the hell is ahli Dewan Rakyat. Coming home from

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"EDITORIAL: Fussy over scholarships June 19THE central question in the annual hullabaloo over scholarship awards is this: Is every student who maxes out on his school exam results entitled to have the nation pay for his further education in some of the world’s most expensive universities? The answer, of course, is one of means: He would if our money grew on trees. But each year, the number of

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This year, some of my friends (like Ayu Ruslan and Zayye) who read medicine will finally get their Dr title. Kudos to them for their 5 years of endurance and patience. Being a doctor had once been dream of mine too, but who would want someone with a D for Biology? So it still remains a dream. This brings out the question about passion to be a doctor. Are you that selfish to reach for your dream

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Q&A excerptsSultan: What happened on April 24?Al-Jufri: My friends and I just arrived at the hostel from a police cadet event and we saw Afiq and three other boys gambling. I told him not to do it again and confiscated the playing cards. However, Fikri lost his temper and slapped Afiq when he denied gambling.Sultan: Why did you only slap Afiq? You mean you did not know the other boys even though

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Today's ForecastYou're working hard, yet you feel as if you're going nowhere fast right now. Don't get discouraged, and keep plugging away at your longer-term projects. Give yourself a little reward while you're waiting for others to give you bigger ones.How do you handle unfriendly colleague whose sense of humour is like a granite? Ha haSomebody hand me that Point of View Gun.

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Cikgu Mad has his own perception about Father's Day. It's just a commercial thing to sell more cards in a faster way. Frankly, we(the four of us) never jot down Mother's Day and Father's Day on our diaries because we hardly celebrate them at all. In the name of being the center of attention and yeah, gifts, then yes, these days of a person's days should truly be celebrated. For instance, Birthday

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1. How many books do you own?A lot..Pride and Joy : Discworld series, completed. Lalalalalalalala 2. What is the last book you bought ?Abarat by Clive Barker 4. Five Books which mean a lot to me. -in the sense of me participating emotionally within each storyline- i. Narniaii. Thief of Alwaysiii. The Thornbirdsiv. Ghost Storyv. The whole set of Discworld. Hey, where's my number three??!!

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I have to admit that i lack attractiveness, warmth, and charm. Perhaps those are the reason i'm the least popular in my family, or rather, between my sister and i. People will quickly divert their attention to her whenever she's around, no matter how much i talk, they will always, without fail, turn and pay more attention to her. Later in life, i have accepted this phenomenon as Takdir, or my

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Aku benci penyanyi..Bukak mulut, keluar suaraduit masuk juta-juta..Tak kiralah suara macam tin susu punGlamour mereka mengalahkan Al CaponeTak payah masuk UAku jeles tengok pelakon iklanhayun rambut depan belakang..dapat bayaran lumayandia guna jari pun bolehtapi aku yang berkali kali guna jari, last last terkilanbila rambut pun macam kueh ondeh ondehAku meluat tengok artiscerai sana bukak

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I almost choked to death to see Reza of the latest AF slowly destroying Dewa's Roman Picisan on tonite's first concert. Somebody shoot him. I could imagine the Dewas rolling on their back with laughter if they're watching this piece of crap. Vote him out! Vote him out! Nobody should be allowed to do a remake of ANY Dewa's pieces. Ish..Orang Melayu ni tak ada kerja lain ke? Menyaaaanyi saja.

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Lini announced Hannat's family addition, a baby boy, in her blog. To Hannat, congrats. Age is cathing up fast within these 4-5 years, so i don't blame Lini for feeling tua. I mentioned to a friend that by getting married, you'll automatically lose a life. His reply was worth a thought, as usual. From now on, i'll try to view marriage from a nicer and less narrow angle. To be able to have a family

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**sing it like you do My favourite Things in Sound of Music**Proteins and moistureor crude fat titratorpipette and beakertest tubes and filterThose are my favourite things!One day i'll be bossand get all the bonusOh these are my favourite thingsSalary's not muchbut can always go dutchSlip in one filterto write one love letterTry viscoscity and handsome Lim Kuan Ling (sin this phrase two beats

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I am now a depressing 52kg girl. I used to be 45kg and am being frank about it. I had aunties calling me fat and one wise guy did the biggest mistake of his life when he decided i look like somebody's mother or makcik-makcik. It's hard to take off jeans and pull off pullovers nowadays when your lower part puts Jame's Giant Peach to shame. Shopping for new clothes is no more inside my funbox of

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si EhsaanHis gum is worse than his bite

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si EhsaanThis scheming boy has his own agenda

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Everybody's Changing - Keane ( or you might find it in TM's advert) You say you wander your own land . But when I think about i don't see how you can .You're aching, you're breaking . And I can see the pain in your eyes . Says everybody's changing . And I don't know why . So little time . Try to understand that I'm . Trying to make a move to stay in the gameI try to stay awake and remember my

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To some, my excitement of getting a real job (phew, finally) might be a yawn, but to fellows who understand, yeah.. Hey what a relief! Same to you too, and thank you. I'm 50-50 on whether the job will fit perfectly on me yet there is no harm putting it on. Some goods sold are always returnable. No more rushing for The Star every Saturday morning, no more crying, no more begging, no more 3-4 hours

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Yesterday, UPP stopped us after Padang Besar exit. Boy did my legs wobble. As far as my memory is concerned we didn't smuggle in any Siamese terrorist. What a selfish, arrogant, piece of shit the UPP officer was. He interrogated him like he's a criminal and made us pull over, for violating the seat belts. Yep.. And i thought UPP catches smugglers. I was boling with rage when he smirked and say

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I'd love to get a hold on the magnificent point of view gun (Hitchhiker's Guide to The Galaxy).. All you got to do is fire the gun at someone raelly annoying. Once hit, he will automatically see things from your point of view for a few hilarious moments..This brings me to a fresh dilemma, is is that important to let people see things from your angle of view? I"ve been to enough interviews and

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Hold on a sec..hold on!!! Why is everybody blaming Syahpadu so bad? Correct, it's reported that they were caught sleeping amidst the climbing numbers (or bodies) of accident cases involving their product, the Highway. Should not we stop the fuss for a second and rethink. Who was behind the wheels and arrogantly failed to slow down and then killed the innocent girl? See? Thank you. Thank you very

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You'll never know until you put it on. Wedding dresses. OR so they call it baju akad nikah. This afternoon i was rummaging through my sister's wonder closet, i was so tempted by hers beyond help. Sure, this sounds pathetic and i began throwing rude/sarcastic remarks; like i would rather die than be seen wearing it, my friends will laugh, that i look fat, and this is so desperate. Then i looked

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Can you deal with an innocent, raw and naive person? If yes, how? Because i can't. Does this word mean the same with irritating stupidity? Sometimes appearing too naive will bring catastrophe, or ending up being the center of the joke (worse, you don't even know that you're It). Most of the time, they'll bring shocking embarrasment to people interacting with 'em. Silence will suddenly erupt and

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Truth is, i get all rimas out to see little school girls all tied up in their mini telekung, running around, all sweaty and yeah, so untidy. Whatever has happened to pinafores and skirts, or even shorts? I almost cry out in frustrations to see my little 7 years old nephew in trousers. What's wrong with shorts? Look, if you're turn on by just watching a boy in his school shorts, you're the problem

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Alhamdulillah..Thank God i've had my hands on The Narnia Chronicles..Now that Disney has enchanted it into another motion picture, i'm worried sick if the expectation doesn't meet.In fact, i am scared and angry simultaneously. They should stop materializing these stories. Fantasies and imaginations are an individual's rights, not to be shared or translated onto the screen, commercialised? Heaven,

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Yatie Zain's Engagement Dun worry..To those who are shyly interested in me, these pictures are not mine. They're Yatie Zain's. College friends should know this soft spoken and gentle creature who hails from Yellow House. A dear, dear, deskmate, i've seen Yatie Zain blossoms happily from the early years of kecomotan into the years of well..'Nuff said. Her fiancee is one hell of a lucky guy..Shit

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Aku teringat kat mama ngan abah..

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OH bummer!! ..Another bump, this time the boot. Why can't things just get the hell out of my way? Say, if the lamp post noticed itself being at the rear of my car, why couldn't it just scream and bugger off when it saw me reversing right at it without a single clue? At least hoot or anything? Granny Weatherwax had the mountain scampering off whenever she vroomed straight on her broomstick, why

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I've friends who made me feel guilty to be healthy, now i'm facing more friends who made me guiltily not-choosy-eater. Yep, i eat almost eveything which is allowed to get eaten. Ikan sungai, ikan air tawar, ikan laut, seafood all types of seafood, all kinds of kepah/siput/crabs, fancy stuffs like oysters/salmon/lamb chops/steaks, poultries chicken/ayam belanda/, meats and muttons, rabbits, all

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Hi.Just got back from PTD assesment center in INTAN Sungai Petani. For the whole 3 days, i was in a horribly angry mood. Everything seems so complicated except for the facilities and food. So when the day finally arrives to get home, i topped my anger with a declination to a girl's asking for a ride to penang. I lied. I told her i don't know where Bayan Lepas Airport is. I couldn't care less

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So far, there's no prouder country (pride) than Japan. Disgusting... Is it so hard to say sorry? Confess and bury the past.

tsuehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03587658380463135976noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5888227.post-1113648805627883202005-04-16T18:52:00.000+08:002005-04-16T20:16:12.340+08:00

I have mixed feelings/emotions after watching the second cd. But one thing for sure, i don't regret watching Sepet.

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I'm through my second vcd of Sepet and i don't mind discontinue watching it. From the moment Jason(Ah Loong) reads up the poem, i've got the message nailed to my brain already. It's positively clear and there is no point of me proceeding to watch the movie anymore. Sometimes, a movie too full of messages/ironies/sarcasm can be quite hectic for the minds. It's not an eye opener cos i'm used to

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A dear friend of mine is giggling feverishly for these past few days (or weeks). She's in love. Strange, cos she's been going steady with the balak for nearly 5-6 years, and she rarely laughed over the phone calls. This time, she's animated each time her nokia lights up. By now you should have probably guessed, she's found somebody else which is probably a good idea too, when all you did in the

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Thank God it happened on the Penang Bridge. Elsewhere (Cyberjaya at night maybe) i would have been beaten to pulp. SO i was humming ORdinary when suddenly life turns less ordinary for me when a _ing beaten Wira decided to halt at the very last minute. So you know... Their third brake wasn't functioning and i had a hard time deciding what the hell is going on, then i stepped on the break, but a

tsuehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03587658380463135976noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5888227.post-1113008984127579152005-04-09T08:54:00.000+08:002005-04-09T12:25:25.953+08:00

A few friends are experiencing some sort of a changing hearts phenomena. It's addictive and fatal. The thought is very tempting, almost poisonous yet somehow it might also be refreshing to a certain relationship. The feeling's like when you're drawn towards the very edge a skycraper even though you understand that it's dangerous and foolish. If you decided to pull back around 2-3 metres before

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Siti Khadijah was the one who had the guts to propose Rasulullah..I would have done the same in these days if there is one eligible man whose character matches the ones in Rasulullah. Unfortunately, even if there is one, my personality will never be as beautiful and Indah as Khadijah's so i don't deserve him at all. Perhaps, this is why cermin diri is quite important. But still, we see fat ugly

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I'm back on my feet. Alhamdulillah..So far, so good though. Tomorrow's my first day at attempting something which is my actual line of interest. Chemistry. Even if it's only as a minor RA, i am more than glad cos all my efforts studying chemistry shall not go down the drain anymore. And to hell with some fat ass minister who complained unemployed graduates are not able to get a job due to their

tsuehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03587658380463135976noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5888227.post-1111646172894819102005-03-24T14:24:00.000+08:002005-03-24T14:36:12.896+08:00

I'm seriously considering letting my hair down and go join some underground gigs or something. Yeah, grab a keyboard or some electrical pianica or something and bang my head against the wall. I can sing,no-no.. better, i croak. These days you don't have to have voice like Aretha Franklin, for all we know, even my cat can sign a singing contract. Maybe recruit a drummer, two bassist..or whatever

tsuehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03587658380463135976noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5888227.post-1111577728734212862005-03-23T19:08:00.000+08:002005-03-23T22:25:11.396+08:00

I put on my best suit, smiled my sincerest smile and went on talking about my experience as trainee with Mardec Processing, pretty sure i might land the job, even only as a management trainee in Jeniang. Jeniang? Where the hell is that? Exactly...I was prepared to trade my civilised life with a boring, rural, no fun creepy place like Jeniang so that i could earn a bit. I was fluent in English and

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Adik tak ada license ni..lalalala..Habih tu? Berani dak?Tak pa...tak pa...IC ada..Kalau JPJ ke Polis tahan, buat buat la macam adik ingatkan, lesen memandu dalam IC..walaupun tak sebenarnya.Tak pa, tak pa..Konfiden..takpa..Oo...Ok laa..Ala..lagi pun, polis takde teknologi nak check whether ada ka tak benda benda tu...Ada masa ka pun depa nak check? Hahahaaa..POlis Jitra ni..uh...Jangan bawak laju

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