I left my blog alone in a week! I was very lazy even I have a lot of things to write. Right now, I’m in the moment yang tidak memungkin aku untuk membuat sebarang kerja. My mind is somewhere outside, some place that I’ll definitely spend a lot of money. I have to be in Mid Valley today (is it ok to use I HAVE TO??) to terminate my broadband account from Jaring. I’ve already moved out, and no use is using it. Terminating it just like pulling something that is so precious and meaningful from my life. Obviously I’m addicted to it. I’m nobody if I don’t have internet at my house! And I’m not being myself about a month ago. I used to be a person who supplied tv series and movies to my friends. I’m a hardcore tv series fan like Grey’s Anatomy, Ugly Betty, Lost, Smallville, Desperate Housewives, One Tree Hill etc. My last movie that I download was The Passionate Life of Edith Piaf. Right now I feel so sick knowing the fact that I can’t watch my favorite tv series anymore. I need about RM600 before I can get my internet back. Well that price is to buy a USB Modem (gooshh why it has to be so darn expensive!). Even having that pricy modem, it doesn’t guarantee my getting a smooth connection because it’s wireless broadband. A single tv series can take about 2 days (maybe) compare with before just about 2 hours. I love to be a guy that I used to be. I just need a decent broadband connection to be that guy again.
Archive for March, 2008
A New Chapter
It was a very emotional day. It’s like leaving something precious that will never ever come back. Some of friends say that it just nothing, but to leave Bangi and move in to Wangsa Maju to start my new life is a big deal. I’ve been staying in Bangi for about 5 years and living with brother’s family for about a year and half was very great. That room that I’ve been staying had seen a lot of me. It’s the place that I working my ass off finishing my thesis, struggling for my final exam, and when I’m jobless after my graduation. It’s also a place that seen me fall in love with someone and seen me heartbroken when the relationship wasn’t end up like in the fairy tale. All the memories came into my mind, even some are bad memories that I will never forget. But that’s life. Something we had to leave behind to achieve something bigger. I will never regret leaving that room, the room that seen me grown up to be a better person……
A Simple Good Deed
I got this story from another blog (Too bad i couldn’t trace back the site). It makes me thinking..
One day, when I was a freshman in high school, I saw a kid from my class, walking home from school. His name was Kyle. It looked like he was
carrying all of his books. I thought to myself, “Why would anyone bring home all his books on a Friday? He must really be a nerd.”
I had quite a weekend planned (parties and a football game with my friends tomorrow afternoon), so I shrugged my shoulders, and went
on.
As I was walking, I saw a bunch of kids running toward him. They ran at him, knocking all his books out of his arms, and tripping him so that
he landed in the dirt. His glasses went flying, and I saw them land in the grass, about ten feet from him. He looked up, and I saw this terrible sadness in his eyes. My heart went out to him.
So, I jogged over to him, as he crawled around
looking for his glasses, and I saw a tear in his eye.
As I handed him his glasses, I said, “Those guys are jerks. They really should get lives.”
He looked at me and said, “Hey thanks!”
There was a big smile on his face. (It was one of those smiles that showed real gratitude.) I helped him pick up his books, and asked him where he lived. As it turned out, he lived near me, so I asked him why I had never seen him before.
He said he had gone to private school before now. (I would have never hung out with a private school kid before.)
We talked all the way home, and I carried some of his books. He turned out to be a pretty cool kid. I asked him if he wanted to play a little football
with my friends. He said yes. We hung out all weekend, and the more I got to know Kyle, the more I liked him, and my friends thought the same of him.
Monday morning came, and there was Kyle, with the huge stack of books again. I stopped him and said, “Boy, you are gonna really build some serious muscles with this pile of books everyday! ” He just laughed, and handed me half the books.
Over the next four years, Kyle and I became best friends.When we were seniors, we began to think about college. Kyle decided on Georgetown, and I was going to Duke. I knew that we would always be friends, and that the miles would never be a problem. He was going to be a doctor, and I was going for business, on a football scholarship.
Kyle was valedictorian of our class. I teased him all the time about being a nerd. He had to prepare a speech for graduation. I was so glad it wasn’t me having to get up there and speak.
Graduation day, I saw Kyle. He looked great. He was one of those guys that really found himself during high school. He filled out and actually looked good in glasses. He had more dates than I had, and all the girls loved him. Boy, sometimes I was jealous! Today was one of those days.
I could see that he was nervous about his speech.
So, I smacked him on the back and said, “Hey, big guy, you’ll be great!” He looked at me with one of those looks (the real grateful one) and smiled. ”Thanks”, he said.
As he started his speech, he cleared his throat, and began,”Graduation is a time to thank those who helped you make it through those tough years. Your parents, your teachers, your siblings, maybe a coach…but mostly your friends. I am here to tell all of you, that being a friend to someone is the best gift you can give them. I am going to tell you a story.”
I just looked at my friend with disbelief, as he told the story of the first day we met. He had planned to kill himself over the weekend. He talked of how he had cleaned out his locker, so his Mom wouldn’t have to do it later, and was carrying his stuff home. He looked hard at me, and gave me a little smile. ”Thankfully, I was saved. My friend saved me from doing the unspeakable..”
I heard the gasp go through the crowd as this handsome, popular boy told us all about his weakest moment. I saw his mom and dad looking at me, and smiling that same grateful smile.
Not until that moment, did I realize it’s depth.
Never underestimate the power of your actions. With one small gesture, you can change a person’s life. For better or for worse. God puts us all in each others lives, to impact one another in some way. Look for God in others.
The Recipe Is Secret
On my way back home, my heart crying wanting to have some cake put into my mouth. Just thinking about the cheese and yogurt mixing together with some raspberry cream on top of it make my mind uncertain. To have the finest cake in town, I stopped by at Secret Recipe (SR), Bangi. Everybody knows this place. They serve the most yummilicious cake ever (as I know lah) despite having a piece of it can be very expensive. People don’t care much about the price as long they serve tasty and yummy cakes. There’s only one cake in my mind; yogurt cheese cake! Actually, it’s my first cake that I ever taste at SR. It was recommended by my buddy, Alip-O. Since then, I always buy this cake and even I tried others too but it’s still my favorite. I bought 2 slice of cake, yogurt cheese (of course-lah) and tiramisu. It was my first time I try tiramisu, but again my yogurt cheese beat it easily haha. SR is still the best since it’s the only cake house that exists in Bangi. I’m also having some great moments with SR:
Patem treat me here as a thank you for providing her Supernatural series. Can’t forget the tasty chicken with melting cheese inside it! Patem, bile nak mai sini? Aku rindu kat hang!
Alip also ‘belanja’ me mocha ice blended after helps him finding a place for his interview in Shah Alam.
Belanja diri sendiri after finished my very first interview at one of the company in Bangi. Unfortunately, I didn’t get that job. Bad JuJu huh?
With 2 slice of cake and 2 mineral water, I lepak with Saleh and borak2 at there almost 1 hour and half.
P/S: oittt!!! for my birthday please get me the whole yogurt cheese cake?! ;p
Yogurt Cheese Cake!
Tiramisu…So so je lah…
Bagaikan Puteri
Haaa..pagi tadi masa on the way ke ofis, terdengarlah lagu bagaikan puteri. Ler lagu Farah masa dulu-dulu. Lagu ni je yang buat dia famous pastu terus tenggelam. Selama ni aku tak amik perhatian pun pasal liriknye tapi pagi ni bile aku cuba hayati apa yang dia sampaikan, it makes me thinking. Ni antara bait2 liriknye:
Jika dunia aku yang punya
akan ku dirikan
sebuah syurga malam tanpa siang
untukku bermimpi sepanjang masa
tanpa kecewa
bertemankan bintang yang setia
bagaikan puteri
kisah khayalan
yang hidupnya suci dan sempurna
oh tapi sayang
hanyalah impian
bulan tak bisa tumbuh di taman
dan bila
mentari datang
pulanglah segala kenyataan
awal-awal lagu ni dia tunjukkan fantasi seoarang manusia marhaen yang inginkan segalanya yang pada logik akal memang tak mampu nak dapat macam “malam tanpa siang” atau memiliki sayap bak burung. Tapi perlambangan2 yang dia berikan cukup kena dengan sifat manusia yang sometime nak kan sesuatu yang diluar kuasa mereka.
Tapi di akhir lagu ni, dia cakap “Pulanglah segala kenyataan”. Kalau ditafsir segala terus, ayat tu menunjukkan permintaan penyanyi itu sendiri untuk dipulangkan kembali segala realiti bila tiba mentari(waktu siang). Maknenye dia sedar dirilah. Mana boleh nak berfantasi selamanya. “Pulanglah” bermaksud rayuan atau harapan yang sangat-sangat tinggi macam pulanglah anakanda di hari lebaran..
Lagu ni jelas nak tunjuk, tak salah berfantasi atau memasang angan2 tapi ada hadnya. Dan bila tiba masanya, kita kena berpijak semula kat atas bumi yang nyata. Amat penting elemen tu sebab ramai yang memasang impian tapi tak tengok kemampuan diri.
Baru hari ni aku sedar, lagu ni bukan sekadar lagu dance kosong, tapi dia tunjuk sesuatu yang amat releven dalam idop aku….
DoeS mUsiC turN U oN?
It’s like a wedding vs election. Both happened on the same day. Some may confuse which one they have to go. I’m 24. I’m eligible to vote but I didn’t even register. I don’t know why but it seems I never care. There were 2 wedding invitations that I had to attend. The first one was my brother in law’s sister and the other one was my friend. I could say that both ceremony were good, it just I couldn’t stand with the hot weather. One of the wedding played a very loud music and the other one didn’t. It raised a question, does it necessary to have music on the wedding day?
I found it annoying playing loud and hard music on such ceremony. The played rock songs most of the time especially from the 80’s. I just couldn’t stand it but I have to bare with it. I could plugged my ears and listen to my mp3’s but it’s rude. Then for the second wedding, there were no music at all. It seems peace and quiet at first, but then it turns so bored. Moreover, the guest isn’t much. So I think (at that moment) would it be great if there is music. Errrrrrmm ok.
I think the music helps to entertain the guest and make the ceremony be more cheerful and happening. What’s more important is the selection of the songs. Obviously Umbrella’s song from Rihanna is not in the list (Marie Digby version can be consider-lah). Songs from the 80’s and 90’s is a great selection since most of the guest is come from that generation but make sure that the songs aren’t too hard or too slow. I don’t say it’s an easy job but to make your wedding (or our typical) day more entertaining, we have to do it.
Another B’day announcement!
Semalam tak tau pun (or tak perasan) yang Afifi sambut b’day yang ke-??? (terpaksa dirahsiakan atas dasar keselamatan). Masa time lunch, Kak Ani dah bisik-bisik dengan Kak CT suruh keluar cepat nak pergi makan kat luar. Dah agak daa…mesti ada projek. Konon-konon tak nak kecoh2 la bawak fifi pergi keluar makan nak sambut b’day dia. Aku pun tak tau semalam..tak sempat nak beli hadiah ke hape. So we end up makan kat kedai mamak (katenye nak makan Pizza). Makan nasi beriyani. Not bad ler tapi tak taste aku sangat. Biasa2 je macam makan kat rumah orang kawen.Fifi ni boleh dikatekan penyerila kat office ni. Takde dia memang sunyi sepi. Mat lawak, mat merapu, segalanya serah kat dia jer. Habis semua orang dikacaunya. Ituler. Macam-macam perangai orang kat opis aku ni. Tapi itulah essence nye. Despite the difference among us, but wer still one.
Birthday Boy ( errr masih lg ka?)
Kak Ani dengan muka cutenya
Singing Therapy
Last weekend was great. I had lot of fun hanging out with my friends. It’s been a while I never go out with them especially Tg. He insisted asking me to join him going to the karaoke. I said “great idea” because I never been there actually (soooo pathetic..huh). I mean, really, at the age of 24, it’s going to be my first time. All 4 of us, Tg, Barrock, Saleh and I went to Warta (very famous loor in Bangi hehe) for that purpose. Of course, wer not singing in a big fancy room, it just a small partition that could fit either 2 or 4 person. It freaking cheap. RM1 per song and we spent about RM12 (do your own calculation – lah). Obviously, I’m the worst singer in that night. Guess I don’t have a natural born talent. The funniest moment was when I sing Ghazal Untuk Rabiah with Saleh. Beb, M Nasir boleh nangis dengar kami nyanyi!! Yang Tulus Yang Kudus Yang Mulus..blablabla hahaha. It’s fun. It’s not about how well u r in singing, it’s more about gelakkan orang lain punya singing..very relaxing (I’m so mean, am i? haha)
Then we proceed to Alamanda for bowling. We had to wait about ½ hour before we get our turn. It’s not really fun because we didn’t get a suitable ball. Either it’s too heavy or the holes just too small. We didn’t have much choice. The end result, everybody did terribly. Bak kate orang melayu ‘tak reti menari, lantai pulak disalahkan’. Hmm boleh?
So we closed our night with having dinner at B B Tom yam around 130am. I just love the restaurant (and that just make me so hard to leave Bangi next month).It’s so great doing something that doesn’t related to the computer HeHe
