Songkok ohh songkok..

eypp, lame aku xb'crite... something interesting to tell out... see this pic, its a pic of my lil bro, mohamad naqib anak pak mail...

n he's wearing songkok, rite??
okey, bnde 2 ah aku nk cte neh...

Alkisahnye, pd hari ahad yg lalu, 22 MAC '09 [bday pkcik aizat hehe], keadaaan agk kelam kabut...

ye la, mase 2, ari last cti semester skola, so sume bnde nk bwat, mak nk anta Mayah balek keSESERI dye, then adek2 yg len nk bwat homework, men2 spuas hatinye la, hape la...

tgh hari 2, aku ikot mak anta Mayah...

i'm craving to eat A&W actually, so dlm p'jlnn blek mak pon singgah ah kt restoran jejantas Sungai Buloh...

bli mknn tros blek, since rmai plak manusia2 yg memenuhi kawasan t'sebut.. ecehh...

balek umah, i hand out the float to Mi ngan Naqib... n they say TQ 2 me [pdhl aku bli cket je.. cian dorg huhu]... n mase 2 aku prasan, naqib pkai songkok...

aku rse plek snanye, since naqib bkn ske sgt pkai songkok...

mak pn tnye gk, n beliau jwb "sebab naqib nk jd ustaz"... alhamdulillah...

tp aku stil plek gk, sbb mase men kjar2 ngan mi pon dye xbkk songkok 2, mase nk sjokkn bdn pon, songkok 2 mlekat kt kepala dye...

esok pgnye [isnin], sume bnde b'jln cm bese, tp aku bgon cm agk lmbt ahh... classes, n mlm 2, , lpas klas circuit, [xsilap aku la] mak tell me something

"along, nk taw sesuatu x?"

"ha knape?"

"naqib 2, nk taw x knape dye pkai songkok smalam?"

"xtaw..."

"rupe2nye, pg 2, mase mak nk mandikn dye, mak tgok rmbut kt kpale dye b'lubang2, dye ptog rmbut sndri..."

"la yeke?? ya Allah budak tu..."

ahah, nakal betol adek aku sorg 2... xtaw la ikot prangai sape.. rsenye mak bpak aku pon xde ah nakal cm2 kot dlu [well aku pon xtaw, tp rsenye x kot...] mak geram sgt ngan naqib, sbb mase 2 bru je lpas ptong rmbut kt PKNS.. then dye ptong rmbut SNDRI ag... n kpale dye 2 da mcm p'mukaan bulan 2... b'lekuk2... yg xthan 2, dye kate nk jd ustaz.. haha mrepek je.....

okay dats all... hah neway, aku da jupe 'org' yg ilang 2... hee~

daa~

Waiting Hurts

I really hate this feeling...
feeling alone when u're in the crowd..
feeling lonely when everyone is around you...
laughing but crying...
smiling but sad...
telling everyone "OK" but its actually "KO"...
act like Ur life is full but the real is empty...
make everyone believe that u're happy...
pretend like everything is perfect, but its not...
when I'm missing someone, this is the life...

you come, than you go...
today you're here, chatting, but tomorrow u're gone,
u may think u left nothing behind,
but u're wrong....

there's some hope u leave here...
make the person u left keep waiting...
n keep wondering, when will u show up...
counting the days, every single day...
turn the hopes into waiting,
waiting into missing,
and make the missing fruitless...

please, give this waiting a full stop...
i just can't bear it anymore... :(

The Mayonnaise Jar and Two Cups of Coffee

When things in your lives seem almost too much to handle, when 24 hours in a day are not enough, remember the mayonnaise jar and the 2 cups of coffee.

A professor stood before his philosophy class and had some items in front of him. When the class began, he wordlessly picked up a very large and empty mayonnaise jar and proceeded to fill it with golf balls. He then asked the students if the jar was full. They agreed that it was.

The professor then picked up a box of pebbles and poured them into the jar. He shook the jar lightly. The pebbles rolled into the open areas between the golf balls. He then asked the students again if the jar was full. They agreed it was.

The professor next picked up a box of sand and poured it into the jar. Of course, the sand filled up everything else. He asked once more if the jar was full. The students responded with an unanimous "yes."

The professor then produced two cups of coffee from under the table and poured the entire contents into the jar effectively filling the empty space between the sand. The students laughed.
"Now," said the professor as the laughter subsided, "I want you to recognize that this jar represents your life. The golf balls are the important things--your family, your children, your health, your friends and your favorite passions--and if everything else was lost and only they remained, your life would still be full.

The pebbles are the other things that matter like your job, your house and your car.

The sand is everything else--the small stuff. "If you put the sand into the jar first," he continued, "there is no room for the pebbles or the golf balls. The same goes for life. If you spend all your time and energy on the small stuff you will never have room for the things that are important to you.

"Pay attention to the things that are critical to your happiness. Play with your children. Take time to get medical checkups. Take your spouse out to dinner. Play another 18. There will always be time to clean the house and fix the disposal. Take care of the golf balls first--the things that really matter. Set your priorities. The rest is just sand."

One of the students raised her hand and inquired what the coffee represented. The professor smiled. "I'm glad you asked.

It just goes to show you that no matter how full your life may seem, there's always room for a couple of cups of coffee with a friend."

p/s: the story is NOT mine, just something i copied somewhere cause i like the story... okeh :)

life

Life is too short

to wake up in the morning with regrets.

So love the people who treat you right,

forget about the ones who don't

and believe that everything happens for a reason.

If you get a chance, take it.

If it changes your life, let it.

Nobody said that it'd be easy,

they just promised it would be worth it.

Matrix Sick huhu

post ni sume psal dak2 mtrx aku... td aku pg uma auntie aku, then dye kate Akim bru blek sne smalam... Akin 2 cousin aku, n dye skang b laja kt UITM kt kedah... tyme abeh mtrx dlu pon, dye yg anta aku pg airport.. so akupon t'kenang ah memori zaman mtrx dlu...

ye ah, dlu kt mtrx mmg joh dr uma, tp aku jarang homesick, xcm kt skola...

wlaupon xbape bndr sgt, aku ttp epi dok sne...

wlaupon xrmai dak s'gor, aku stil bole rapat ngan dak2 utara, n blaja bhse mreka...

wlaupon rumate aku rjen stadi, kteorg stil boleh m'nyengalkn diri bile perlu, n tgok anime sesame, mkn sesame, jln2 sesame..

tyme bulan pose sahur sesame ngan rumate[aku jrang sahor, tp bgon gk, nana n ct, syhhh], n buke sesame, n terawih sesame...

wlaupon geng aku ske men2 tyme blaja, dorg stil bole pham n saling aja-m'aja klaw de yg xpaham...

n kekdg ponteng klas sesame gk...hee~

bwat experiment sesame, pleng besh kimia ah...

wlaupon rmai, kite stil leh knal muke sume org wlaupon xknal name...

wlaupon xknal sume, tp sume org sgt2 baik n saling m'bntu...

klaw boring, outing g c-mart, bkn bli pe sgt pon, sje jejln tgok org...

ari rbu je, msti nk kuar bli yong tau fu 'along'...

kekadang 2, g gk My FC mkn wedges dye, ltak mustard, sdapp...

tiap2 bln msti g aloq staq xpon jitra ngan rumate xpon classmate x pon ngan ex-spinta, n borong cd japan n korea...

kekdg men boling gk...

n klaw nk balek uma, msti cari tiket sesame ngan dak2 ex-spinta 2, wlaupon xnek bas yg sme...

tetiap mngu msti call sarah, gayut ngan beliau, n cte pe yg b'laku...

n tetiap mngu gk, msg pkck n mrepek2...

my fren...

mase jupe, kite mmg xknal...

mule2 sume jln sorg2, xpon ngan org yg mmg da knal..

bile da jupe geng sekepale, kite mmg nakal bebeno...

macam2 kite bwat sesame, n kite mmg enjoy...

klaw da jupe 2, adoyai gamatt dunie..

bile da nk abeh mtrx, sume sdey, n de yg 'ujan'...

sbb kite sgt rpat wlaupon bru setaun knal..

korg, jgn lupe aku taw...

n jgn lupe knangan2 kite kt mtrx neh...

zman mtrx ah zman aku pleng ske, n aku xkn lupe smpai bile2...

aku arap sgt2 kite leh jupe blek 1 ari nnt...

frenz forever, okeh??

geng aku kt klas neh, aku, Nemo, Hani, Pkah

klassmateku f2t7 mase jamuan

nila rumate aku yg sengal 2... ct, nana, chin, aku

tidak dilupekan, kapel yg xpena bhgie, bear aku n abbit nana

mmbe spinta ke KMK, joreeba n nina

juge mmbe spinta ke kmk, aku n yana