I was scheming through myMetro today and I found this headline "Anak Setan". Unsurprisingly, this particular news is about children abusing their father. How in the world this happen?
And from what I gather, these cases happens in all class of societies. I first thought that perhaps these 'devil' children are doing these 'nasty' things because they think there isn't any other way. But, on this case, it also happen in the 'financially stable' family. Look through this case, a soon to-be-doctor had been abusing his father quite a few time. And the ultimatum is when the father deny his demand of 1 million!
oh dear, has the world turn upside down?
Thursday, January 21, 2010
Monday, January 18, 2010
Renesmeé Carlie Cullen Story - Tribute to Twilight World
Renesmee sprinted towards her pink, ivory bedroom, tossing her bags at the end of her bed and lunged herself on the loveseat beside the big window. The sunrays had been sprayed on the wall of my pink , ivory wall (Aunt Alice choice , definitely ) illuminating every photo of my parents , not aging, of course and it would look like more of 7my school friends rather that parents, my Cullen family - my supposed grandfather , Carlisle resembling Zeus younger brother, my supposed grandmother , Esme a perfect duplicate of Carlisle , Rose , my blonde Snow White aunty and huge uncle Emmet together along with Aunt Alice , with spiky hair and lovely and graceful moves and blonde, rock-star resembled Uncle Jasper - stashed on it.
But my eyes are not on them; instead I pierce my eyes on the small pictures at the centre of them. A special picture, of a special person, though now I doubted that 'person' will feel the same for me. My thought swayed on the scene .
This morning as usual I will wait for Jacob to pick me up after school. Daddy had always been not very subtle about this – after all that is what every father would fell but Momma had convinced him somehow by bringing back the nostalgia. I really want to know what Momma shows him (Momma shift her shield whenever she can so that Daddy could read her mind) because a moment after that both of them are grinning sheepishly behind my back – and then I saw something happens. Jacob is a grown man after all, I've know about it all along, ever since I am a baby that Jacob's appearance did not reflects his age, (wolf-people as I remembered calling him before ) just like Momma and Daddy and the rest of my family. Different though with Grandpa Charlie, who obviously showing signs of being old . But still, seeing another girl who obviously shows any signs of falling for him; talked with him makes me really full of rage. Or better be jealous. It takes me enough strength to not lunge towards her with rage and silenced myself on our way home.
"Uh...uh Nessie, is there anything wrong?" Jacob nervous sounds echoed through my ear when we finally arrived. He would know of course, that I am not in my usual mood and know best to take my lead. I passed silently towards my house, not even bothering to say goodbye to him. He would come anyway – aside of Daddy snide comments of having him around the house.
Two knocks on the door rasped me to the reality again. Obviously, Momma would know something wrong with me, even without Daddy meddling my thought. Momma climb towards my bed and patted me at my back. I love when she caressed me like that. So I snuggled closer to her, with my head on her lap. Momma switches to my hair instead. Grandpa's curl she would say.
"Do I get to hear the story or should I see it instead?" Momma ringing voice came soothing me while she stroking my hair. Well, Momma really knows how to soothe me up. The rage feeling quickly evaporated to the thin air. 'Maybe I should tell Momma – imagining Momma scolding Jacob – it'll be fun. "Which one do you prefer then?" I said buying some time, re- think my earlier decision before. Continue stroking my curls. "Well, I can always call your father in instead. He had been fighting the urged to console Jacob and I have no idea why...I can guess though", she said.
"Is Jacob here? " I asked, still not moving my head but my heart had been thudding fast. Momma would hear, without a doubt. "No, he is not. But he phoned just now. No, that was for me ", she reacted quickly after sensing a slight movement of my head. " But your father caught it before me and then the next seconds he is hissing angrily – something about Jacob had hurt your feeling and warned him for it. Well, you know your father well. He is unconditionally protective around both of us ", Momma rolled her eyes.
"So what the story? " she stroke my hair lightly again. Fishing the truth from me. Her hands itching to get my finger to her cheek , the usual way I communicate if there are no words that fit. " Well , Momma… have you ever feel that Daddy would cheat behind you?", I asked . I can hear Daddy octave laugh downstairs and I know he would be listening. So much of a mother and daughter talk.
" Well, obviously your father had a chance of doing that. I'm sure you know our story didn't you? But , your father and I are destined for each other and there is no doubt about that. I've never think of cheating on him even though…," she trailed off, her eyes unfocused. I know it reminded her about her past with my Jacob and immediately I felt the twinge of jealousy again. "But , your father had been my life ever since I set my eyes on him and I had been his reasons of existence at the same time. There is no question about that." She paused. "But why do you ask , Renesmee ?" She is the only one who called me with that name. Renesmee. It makes me special according to her. But I know the real truth is she disapproved of 'Nessie' since it reminded her about the Loch Ness Monster. Ha-ha."
Well, it just…" I lost my words.
"Don't worry Nessie, I've just talk to him. He's itching to come over but he had to run some errands," Daddy's velvet voice suddenly appears on the doorstep. Saving me from more interrogations from Momma. Sometimes, having a mind-reader father is really helpful. "I can assure you I already give him enough consolation that he wouldn't repeat it again", he chuckled and I fell a sudden rush of blood into my cheek. I hid myself in Momma's lap.
" She's so much like you , Bella. Who ever thought we would never have to miss that again? ," Daddy continued, speaking to Momma this time .
"Oh Edward, stop that. You're making her blush even more," Momma confronted Daddy. Seeing them both in the same room is like having a sleepover with friends instead of a parent-daughter talk. Their appearance is just like me. Give and take a year. Well, thanks to their console words and talk it makes them look parent-ly to me.
"So are you both bother to tell me what the real story is or shall I called Jacob instead?," Momma fixed her eyes on both of us. I giggled while Daddy nodded purposely at my thought. We had always had this game. The Let's-Offend-Momma game. Since Momma is the one who can't get into my head without me letting her and Daddy can know whatever I am thinking, Momma had always left behind. Momma hated it of course, and she would be mumbling about cheating and unfair behind us. Not that we wouldn't hear. It's fascinating ,though.
" Renesmee, it's better you tell your mom about it. I don't think she's up for any game now," Daddy chuckled while scrutinizing Momma's pain face. "She had enough troubled with Rose lately ," he sighed. His face broke into a pain face too - Daddy hated anything that upset Momma . He loves her too much. Ah, old troubled, my heart sigh too. Momma and Aunt Rosalie have had the troubled to synchronized in their thought about the whole 'wolf-imprinting' things. Momma had been very considerate of course, since Jacob had always been the family friend. But Aunt Rose wasn't. She still thinks that Momma and Daddy had been taking things for granted.
" Its better to separate them now. It's now or never ", Aunt Rose suggest one day during the family gathering at Grandpa Carlisle house. In which comment had make me shudder. " You," she pointed her long , white fingers towards Momma and Daddy " is taking this things lightly. Wolf and vampire can only coexist but not that way . I love my Jacob. Its just it. And no turning back.I eyed Momma who were sitting with Daddy at his big piano ( they have never exactly quit their honeymoon yet as Momma gives birth me on their first year wedding ) ,hoping for Momma's support. She take a deep breath and said " But Rose, you knew the situation here, aren't you ? The wolf-imprinting stuff is permanently. Not reversible. After all, I am sure the person in question should have her own say on this", Momma ringing voice come across the hall.
But my eyes are not on them; instead I pierce my eyes on the small pictures at the centre of them. A special picture, of a special person, though now I doubted that 'person' will feel the same for me. My thought swayed on the scene .
This morning as usual I will wait for Jacob to pick me up after school. Daddy had always been not very subtle about this – after all that is what every father would fell but Momma had convinced him somehow by bringing back the nostalgia. I really want to know what Momma shows him (Momma shift her shield whenever she can so that Daddy could read her mind) because a moment after that both of them are grinning sheepishly behind my back – and then I saw something happens. Jacob is a grown man after all, I've know about it all along, ever since I am a baby that Jacob's appearance did not reflects his age, (wolf-people as I remembered calling him before ) just like Momma and Daddy and the rest of my family. Different though with Grandpa Charlie, who obviously showing signs of being old . But still, seeing another girl who obviously shows any signs of falling for him; talked with him makes me really full of rage. Or better be jealous. It takes me enough strength to not lunge towards her with rage and silenced myself on our way home.
"Uh...uh Nessie, is there anything wrong?" Jacob nervous sounds echoed through my ear when we finally arrived. He would know of course, that I am not in my usual mood and know best to take my lead. I passed silently towards my house, not even bothering to say goodbye to him. He would come anyway – aside of Daddy snide comments of having him around the house.
Two knocks on the door rasped me to the reality again. Obviously, Momma would know something wrong with me, even without Daddy meddling my thought. Momma climb towards my bed and patted me at my back. I love when she caressed me like that. So I snuggled closer to her, with my head on her lap. Momma switches to my hair instead. Grandpa's curl she would say.
"Do I get to hear the story or should I see it instead?" Momma ringing voice came soothing me while she stroking my hair. Well, Momma really knows how to soothe me up. The rage feeling quickly evaporated to the thin air. 'Maybe I should tell Momma – imagining Momma scolding Jacob – it'll be fun. "Which one do you prefer then?" I said buying some time, re- think my earlier decision before. Continue stroking my curls. "Well, I can always call your father in instead. He had been fighting the urged to console Jacob and I have no idea why...I can guess though", she said.
"Is Jacob here? " I asked, still not moving my head but my heart had been thudding fast. Momma would hear, without a doubt. "No, he is not. But he phoned just now. No, that was for me ", she reacted quickly after sensing a slight movement of my head. " But your father caught it before me and then the next seconds he is hissing angrily – something about Jacob had hurt your feeling and warned him for it. Well, you know your father well. He is unconditionally protective around both of us ", Momma rolled her eyes.
"So what the story? " she stroke my hair lightly again. Fishing the truth from me. Her hands itching to get my finger to her cheek , the usual way I communicate if there are no words that fit. " Well , Momma… have you ever feel that Daddy would cheat behind you?", I asked . I can hear Daddy octave laugh downstairs and I know he would be listening. So much of a mother and daughter talk.
" Well, obviously your father had a chance of doing that. I'm sure you know our story didn't you? But , your father and I are destined for each other and there is no doubt about that. I've never think of cheating on him even though…," she trailed off, her eyes unfocused. I know it reminded her about her past with my Jacob and immediately I felt the twinge of jealousy again. "But , your father had been my life ever since I set my eyes on him and I had been his reasons of existence at the same time. There is no question about that." She paused. "But why do you ask , Renesmee ?" She is the only one who called me with that name. Renesmee. It makes me special according to her. But I know the real truth is she disapproved of 'Nessie' since it reminded her about the Loch Ness Monster. Ha-ha."
Well, it just…" I lost my words.
"Don't worry Nessie, I've just talk to him. He's itching to come over but he had to run some errands," Daddy's velvet voice suddenly appears on the doorstep. Saving me from more interrogations from Momma. Sometimes, having a mind-reader father is really helpful. "I can assure you I already give him enough consolation that he wouldn't repeat it again", he chuckled and I fell a sudden rush of blood into my cheek. I hid myself in Momma's lap.
" She's so much like you , Bella. Who ever thought we would never have to miss that again? ," Daddy continued, speaking to Momma this time .
"Oh Edward, stop that. You're making her blush even more," Momma confronted Daddy. Seeing them both in the same room is like having a sleepover with friends instead of a parent-daughter talk. Their appearance is just like me. Give and take a year. Well, thanks to their console words and talk it makes them look parent-ly to me.
"So are you both bother to tell me what the real story is or shall I called Jacob instead?," Momma fixed her eyes on both of us. I giggled while Daddy nodded purposely at my thought. We had always had this game. The Let's-Offend-Momma game. Since Momma is the one who can't get into my head without me letting her and Daddy can know whatever I am thinking, Momma had always left behind. Momma hated it of course, and she would be mumbling about cheating and unfair behind us. Not that we wouldn't hear. It's fascinating ,though.
" Renesmee, it's better you tell your mom about it. I don't think she's up for any game now," Daddy chuckled while scrutinizing Momma's pain face. "She had enough troubled with Rose lately ," he sighed. His face broke into a pain face too - Daddy hated anything that upset Momma . He loves her too much. Ah, old troubled, my heart sigh too. Momma and Aunt Rosalie have had the troubled to synchronized in their thought about the whole 'wolf-imprinting' things. Momma had been very considerate of course, since Jacob had always been the family friend. But Aunt Rose wasn't. She still thinks that Momma and Daddy had been taking things for granted.
" Its better to separate them now. It's now or never ", Aunt Rose suggest one day during the family gathering at Grandpa Carlisle house. In which comment had make me shudder. " You," she pointed her long , white fingers towards Momma and Daddy " is taking this things lightly. Wolf and vampire can only coexist but not that way . I love my Jacob. Its just it. And no turning back.I eyed Momma who were sitting with Daddy at his big piano ( they have never exactly quit their honeymoon yet as Momma gives birth me on their first year wedding ) ,hoping for Momma's support. She take a deep breath and said " But Rose, you knew the situation here, aren't you ? The wolf-imprinting stuff is permanently. Not reversible. After all, I am sure the person in question should have her own say on this", Momma ringing voice come across the hall.
So that's that. The argument still last this long. I pity my Momma for having this argument with her camaraderie during her pregnancy. I know Momma really thanks Aunt Rose for standing with her side throughout Momma pregnancy. And now having such argument with her is upsetting Momma even more. Daddy also did not taking sides in this problem. I know he's torn between two. He did not exactly disapproved of Jacob but he thinks that I can find someone better later. And he can't voice out his opinion in case it hurt Momma's feeling. He loves her too much.
" Maybe I should step out to make this more private between you two. " Daddy's velvet voice spoke slowly as he makes his way to the door. I rolled my eyes.
'How private is private, Dad? Will you promised me you'll try hard to not listen?' I thought . He winked at me and darted out from the room. I put my fingers to Momma granite cheek. I know Momma would prefer me to show rather than listening to me because she always says that I might left something important to her that she might have not notice.
The trail of scenes replayed themselves in my head. The anxious feeling of waiting for Jacob for such a long time in front of the gates. The uncomfortable feeling of the glances I get from my male human classmates. And the sudden fury of jealousy hit when I saw Jennifer talk and smile invitingly to Jacob who were just passing there. I can hear every word exchange between them and it really shows that Jen is trying hard to flirt with him.
" Searching for Cullen ,eh ? ", Jen greets Jacob with that flirt smile on her face.
" Yeah, seen her anywhere ? ", Jacob asks innocently.
" She's somewhere here just now. She always talk to me about you.. I'm her best friend you know..", she trailed off while her hands already brushing Jacob's tough , sturdy body. Humph! Who want to be friend with such a slut, I muttered to my self. Jennifer had always been jealous of me from the day I started school. Being a rational woman ( my mental aged more than my body ) I just let her pass. Who want to sink to her level anyway? And ever since he set her eyes on Jacob, she is determined to make him hers.
I lift my hand to wave for Jacob mid - air when I heard her next irritating , annoying sentence " You know Jacob, you can always find someone better. I think you know what I mean. A big guy like you should have someone who are much more…….normal. I think you know what I mean. Cullen are okay-looking ", she paused ,irritatingly . She can't deny about that. " But she's not normal. She's a freak Jacob. Perhaps later when your eyes are not clouded with the fantasy, you'll see ", her hand had already glided throughout Jacobs six-packs abs. " Remember, I'll always be there", She continued .
I know I should stop showing Momma when I heard her released a low snarl under her breath. So I pulled out my fingers abruptly from her cheek. Daddy come instantly to Momma side as soon he heard the sound, aiding Momma through. After all, Momma only a few years old-vampire. But Momma had this special- super-control that allowed her to still acquit with Grandpa Charlie, so there's something.
Saturday, January 16, 2010
what do you guys think? http://www.hmetro.com.my/myMetro/articles/Lagikesbuangbapa/Article
Well, its not a usual thing for me to address such issues. Cause there is hardly any issues that particularly ticks me off. ( except news regarding twilight and harry potter at least..) But this 'one' issue had really make me fume over it. How can they abandon their own family, their own flesh and blood.
I remember when I read the history of the Arabian before Islam shines upon them. Where the tribe sees daughter as something to be ashamed off. A liability. And I remember what reflex action they took. A simple one, something that their grandparents had done, something that had been practiced for such a long time - killed them.
Even though the situation now is opposite of before, I can all but see the resembling. The strong over the weak. The power enmity over the vulnerable. Even though 'killed' might be a little harshed, it still the same. What a simple minded they had - abandoned their very own flesh and blood at the medical center so that someone else will take the burden. In other ways, they actually are 'killing' them , literally.
I dont know what exactly had been on their mind. Has it ever crossed their mind that their father can always do the same to them when they were a child? Father can always abandoned their offspring if they wanted to. But in this case, they had raised them until they grow up. Even though I can exactly say whether they had been brought up with love or anything - I can't say much about that - but the facts remained that the 'child' is breathing,and talking, and ALIVE.
Alright, let us do some math in here :
Just imagine, how much it will cost to raised a child. And of course it will be increasing as they grow. And do you think that parents don't actually work for it? The hell they are.
I'm not a parents but at least I can count.
So, now I would like to called on you guys who had been abandoning their parents, thinking of doing it or anything that getting close to it - to stop. You're hurting them. Parents had loved us - again I can particularly touched that issue. For someone else, it is different. - and I assure you wont get away from this.
To all the parents - on behalf of all the children, We beg for your forgiveness. Please, always remeber that you will always had the best interest in our hearts.
I remember when I read the history of the Arabian before Islam shines upon them. Where the tribe sees daughter as something to be ashamed off. A liability. And I remember what reflex action they took. A simple one, something that their grandparents had done, something that had been practiced for such a long time - killed them.
Even though the situation now is opposite of before, I can all but see the resembling. The strong over the weak. The power enmity over the vulnerable. Even though 'killed' might be a little harshed, it still the same. What a simple minded they had - abandoned their very own flesh and blood at the medical center so that someone else will take the burden. In other ways, they actually are 'killing' them , literally.
I dont know what exactly had been on their mind. Has it ever crossed their mind that their father can always do the same to them when they were a child? Father can always abandoned their offspring if they wanted to. But in this case, they had raised them until they grow up. Even though I can exactly say whether they had been brought up with love or anything - I can't say much about that - but the facts remained that the 'child' is breathing,and talking, and ALIVE.
Alright, let us do some math in here :
Just imagine, how much it will cost to raised a child. And of course it will be increasing as they grow. And do you think that parents don't actually work for it? The hell they are.
I'm not a parents but at least I can count.
So, now I would like to called on you guys who had been abandoning their parents, thinking of doing it or anything that getting close to it - to stop. You're hurting them. Parents had loved us - again I can particularly touched that issue. For someone else, it is different. - and I assure you wont get away from this.
To all the parents - on behalf of all the children, We beg for your forgiveness. Please, always remeber that you will always had the best interest in our hearts.
Monday, August 31, 2009
waa, aku nie boley thn gak .wakaka
sesi kenekan akmal...by aku nk timah
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nizam_badboy91: bukan mulut
atim_sfz: satu kooooooot
shakinah_along: ye la 4 prut 4 mulut
shakinah_along: wakakka
atim_sfz: btol jgk
nizam_badboy91: bukan, 2 je,,, tikus mondok 1, timah 1
nizam_badboy91: semua 2
atim_sfz: ckgu punyer perut ader braper lak
shakinah_along: 10kot
shakinah_along: tgk boroi smacam je
atim_sfz: byk nyer
nizam_badboy91: 1 je
atim_sfz: patut mkan byk
nizam_badboy91: kati perut
nizam_badboy91: hati perut
atim_sfz: btol
shakinah_along: wakakaka
nizam_badboy91: pandai budak
shakinah_along: >:)
shakinah_along: ak nk jadi bdak nakal
shakinah_along: wakaka
atim_sfz: anak murid saper ckgu gak
shakinah_along: >:) evil laugh
nizam_badboy91: B-)
nizam_badboy91: control macho
nizam_badboy91: hahahah
atim_sfz: kontrol lak ckgu kie ni
shakinah_along: a'a
atim_sfz: kte
shakinah_along: jop kenekan dier agi
atim_sfz: prasan macho
shakinah_along: wakaka>:)
atim_sfz: huhuhu
nizam_badboy91: bdk2 selekeh
atim_sfz: sbb tak de org puji die
nizam_badboy91: x mandi lg
shakinah_along: eeiii, ckgu x mandi agi
atim_sfz: ckgu kite tak mandi lagi
shakinah_along: busok r
atim_sfz: patut bau busuk
shakinah_along: mak sy ckp
nizam_badboy91: mandi dah la
shakinah_along: kalo nk blaja kene bersih
atim_sfz: tutut idung sume
nizam_badboy91: masuk ni dah 99 kali dah
nizam_badboy91: =((
nizam_badboy91: sedih cikgu
shakinah_along: =))
atim_sfz: la mrajuk lak
atim_sfz: padan muke die
shakinah_along: brjaye!
atim_sfz: yes
nizam_badboy91: s
nizam_badboy91: sa
nizam_badboy91: sak
nizam_badboy91: saki
nizam_badboy91: sakin
nizam_badboy91: sakina
nizam_badboy91: sakinah
shakinah_along: cik mal ni awat plak?
atim_sfz: blajar eje
nizam_badboy91: saja
atim_sfz: nme sakinah
nizam_badboy91: ska2
shakinah_along: baguih
nizam_badboy91: besa la
shakinah_along: pndai pun
nizam_badboy91: abg taska
nizam_badboy91: haha
atim_sfz: btol
shakinah_along: eja nama aku
shakinah_along: wakakk
atim_sfz: tlepas dr tadika
shakinah_along: wakakakak
nizam_badboy91: cik ti x bleh join taska
atim_sfz: mmg aq dah lpas sek dah pun
nizam_badboy91: cik ti jeles
atim_sfz: ang tu yg jd dak taska
shakinah_along: cik mal cikgu taska dh panggil tu
atim_sfz: tak pun
atim_sfz: dah p
shakinah_along: die habq ade budak trlepas tadi
atim_sfz: ape nie ponteng sek
shakinah_along: ang la tu kan?
atim_sfz: btol2
shakinah_along: wakaka
nizam_badboy91: cik ti laterlepas dari taska
atim_sfz: p cpat kan ckgu rotan
shakinah_along: ntah
shakinah_along: ckgu dh marah dah tu
nizam_badboy91: cik ti
atim_sfz: takder kitorg dah matang kan sakinah
nizam_badboy91: p taska cepat
shakinah_along: yup
nizam_badboy91: mana ada
shakinah_along: dah shuh2 gi taska balik
atim_sfz: ang la blek taska
nizam_badboy91: tgk saiz pown dah tau tipu
atim_sfz: tak tipi
atim_sfz: tipu
nizam_badboy91: betil
nizam_badboy91: bdk2 taska tinggi lg
nizam_badboy91: kinah
atim_sfz: tgk tu p blajar eje blek
nizam_badboy91: ciktu(sambil angkat tangan)
shakinah_along: "AKMAL..! maka cikgu pun melaung
nizam_badboy91: silap
shakinah_along: dari taska KMB
nizam_badboy91: cikgu
shakinah_along: "cepat masuk smbung blaja ni
nizam_badboy91: kinah: cikgu
atim_sfz: akmal p ckgu dah pggl tu
nizam_badboy91: cikgu plak: apa lagi
shakinah_along: "sat gi sy habaq kat parents kang baru tau"
atim_sfz: bgus tul la kinah
nizam_badboy91: sudah 20 kali tanya
shakinah_along: mal
shakinah_along: cepat masuk
shakinah_along: cikgu dah melaung tu
nizam_badboy91: cikgu
atim_sfz: duk tempat duduk tu
nizam_badboy91: saya x faham
shakinah_along: sat gi mkene rotan baru tau
nizam_badboy91: ko 2 adik cik ti
atim_sfz: ape yg mal tak paham nie ckgu kinah kan ader
nizam_badboy91: ngaku la
atim_sfz: tak nak
atim_sfz: ang tu dak kecik ape tau
nizam_badboy91: adik taska timah
nizam_badboy91: p taska
nizam_badboy91: jgn malas
atim_sfz: adik mal
atim_sfz: jgn main2 lagi
shakinah_along: adek2 aku
shakinah_along: adek2ku
shakinah_along: gi masuk sane..
nizam_badboy91: satg sakin marah tau dak
nizam_badboy91: p taska
atim_sfz: sape lak jd adik die
nizam_badboy91: ang la adik
nizam_badboy91: adik taska
shakinah_along: "AKMAL...FATIMAH..!"
atim_sfz: ang la adik mal
shakinah_along: cepat masuk
atim_sfz: hihihi
nizam_badboy91: sakinah dah naik tanguk
shakinah_along: "cikgu dah bwk rotan dah ni..."
nizam_badboy91: >:)
nizam_badboy91: x takut
atim_sfz: rotan adik mal tu ckgu
shakinah_along: >:)
nizam_badboy91: x takut
nizam_badboy91: weeeeek!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
shakinah_along: "ye jap gi sy amik rotan yg paling pnjang"
atim_sfz: die mmg jahat
nizam_badboy91: =))
shakinah_along: maka...dushum,dushum...
atim_sfz: padan mule ko ckgu nak rotan
atim_sfz: hihihi
shakinah_along: Akmal pun kene...
shakinah_along: waqkakak
atim_sfz: muke
shakinah_along: :((
nizam_badboy91: cikgu sakin wt lawak la adik timah
atim_sfz: btol la
shakinah_along: ceh, aku wat citer plak
atim_sfz: die plak yg ngis
nizam_badboy91: apa yg betul
shakinah_along: bole mnag award ni
atim_sfz: btol
atim_sfz: ckgu pling garang
nizam_badboy91: x berbakat jd cikgu la
atim_sfz: sume dak lari
atim_sfz: hihihi
nizam_badboy91: apa daaaaaaaa
shakinah_along: wakaka
nizam_badboy91: :-P
shakinah_along: aku pun tak ingin nk jadi ckgu
nizam_badboy91: meyh cikgu nak ajar bio
nizam_badboy91: duduk semua
shakinah_along: takleh control baran
atim_sfz: abis la kalu konah jd ckgu
shakinah_along: ?
atim_sfz: kinah
atim_sfz: asyik2 silap
nizam_badboy91: timah.,,, udah udah la korek lubang 2
nizam_badboy91: meth belayar
atim_sfz: nak p mane lak n ie
nizam_badboy91: sakin
nizam_badboy91: duduk
shakinah_along: "cikgu,..!"..sakinah angkat tangan
nizam_badboy91: n stop asking
atim_sfz: drpd ikut ang baek korek lubang
shakinah_along: saye tak nak masuk cni
atim_sfz: apasal lak
nizam_badboy91: stop complain
shakinah_along: sy nk blaja ngan org laen
atim_sfz: tak tahan ngn cikgu bio nie la
shakinah_along: btul..3 style upin n ipin
nizam_badboy91: stop digging n asking
nizam_badboy91: understood!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
shakinah_along: "no..!!!!!"
atim_sfz: atop teaching
nizam_badboy91: bagus
shakinah_along: tak phm ckgu!!!
nizam_badboy91: x ajar lg
nizam_badboy91: nak faham apa
nizam_badboy91: apa daaaaa
atim_sfz: cikgu ajar blek
atim_sfz: la tak ajar lagi ka
atim_sfz: apasal kitorang dah tak paham
shakinah_along: wakakak
atim_sfz: huhuhu
shakinah_along: btul upin n ipin
atim_sfz: kalu cjgu ajar lagi pusing
nizam_badboy91: lembu ada 4 perut
shakinah_along: oooh
nizam_badboy91: tikus ada brapa perut
atim_sfz: mane ckgu blajar tu
shakinah_along: depa pun ade 4 mulut gak ke?
nizam_badboy91: perut
nizam_badboy91: bukan mulut
atim_sfz: satu kooooooot
shakinah_along: ye la 4 prut 4 mulut
shakinah_along: wakakka
atim_sfz: btol jgk
nizam_badboy91: bukan, 2 je,,, tikus mondok 1, timah 1
nizam_badboy91: semua 2
atim_sfz: ckgu punyer perut ader braper lak
shakinah_along: 10kot
shakinah_along: tgk boroi smacam je
atim_sfz: byk nyer
nizam_badboy91: 1 je
atim_sfz: patut mkan byk
nizam_badboy91: kati perut
nizam_badboy91: hati perut
atim_sfz: btol
shakinah_along: wakakaka
nizam_badboy91: pandai budak
shakinah_along: >:)
shakinah_along: ak nk jadi bdak nakal
shakinah_along: wakaka
atim_sfz: anak murid saper ckgu gak
shakinah_along: >:) evil laugh
nizam_badboy91: B-)
nizam_badboy91: control macho
nizam_badboy91: hahahah
atim_sfz: kontrol lak ckgu kie ni
shakinah_along: a'a
atim_sfz: kte
shakinah_along: jop kenekan dier agi
atim_sfz: prasan macho
shakinah_along: wakaka>:)
atim_sfz: huhuhu
nizam_badboy91: bdk2 selekeh
atim_sfz: sbb tak de org puji die
nizam_badboy91: x mandi lg
shakinah_along: eeiii, ckgu x mandi agi
atim_sfz: ckgu kite tak mandi lagi
shakinah_along: busok r
atim_sfz: patut bau busuk
shakinah_along: mak sy ckp
nizam_badboy91: mandi dah la
shakinah_along: kalo nk blaja kene bersih
atim_sfz: tutut idung sume
nizam_badboy91: masuk ni dah 99 kali dah
nizam_badboy91: =((
nizam_badboy91: sedih cikgu
shakinah_along: =))
atim_sfz: la mrajuk lak
atim_sfz: padan muke die
shakinah_along: brjaye!
atim_sfz: yes
aku,ajim dan econs
economy had always be my favourite subject. Maybe because econs is more towards social sciences, thus any acceptable answers is aceptable kot. Afterall,, aku ni kalo deal dgn too much facts naik pening gak..Jadi kebetulan la.tgh duk borink tetiba nampak kelibat kawan aku yg jarang on9 on.Tu lah duk sembang2 baru aku teringat dier pun minat econs.Maka bermula sembang econ aku ngan die..
shakinah_along: k paham2
ajim3musa: sory a
ajim3musa: tad smrye ak nak tulis penuh2 tau
ajim3musa: tapi ak tak nmpak
ajim3musa: yg ak tulis skang ni
shakinah_along: takper r
shakinah_along: ni pon dah time kasih sgt la ni
ajim3musa: haha
ajim3musa: tapi
ajim3musa: ko kena bubuh a jugak
ajim3musa: ape tu
shakinah_along: bubuh aper?
ajim3musa: takyah2
ajim3musa: silap2
ajim3musa: ak ingtkan
ajim3musa: yg ini ade exceptional cases
ajim3musa: sbb cikgu ak gitau
shakinah_along: exceptional case camner plak?
ajim3musa: kita kena cri exceptional cases tau
ajim3musa: contoh mcm
ajim3musa: adeyh
ajim3musa: ak pikir dulu a yer
shakinah_along: :))
shakinah_along: wakakaka
shakinah_along: takper
ajim3musa: eceptional cases ni yg paling penting nak dpt a
shakinah_along: thnks la a lot for all this
shakinah_along: nnti aku srch
ajim3musa: ak suke econs la
ajim3musa: haha
shakinah_along: maybe ko trmasuk kat topik lain kot
.....begitulah semangatnyer dier menerangan econ kat aku. Alhamdulillah, syukur aku dpt kawan camni..wakaka..Tgh2 duk sembang lagi,maka ter'kantoi'lah satu citer psl kawan aku ni..
shakinah_along: abih tu mase jubli tu ko gi mane?
ajim3musa: tido kat asrama
ajim3musa: hahaha
shakinah_along: [-(
ajim3musa: ak tak hadir
shakinah_along: [-(
ajim3musa: haha
ajim3musa: lek2
ajim3musa: skang ak da tak ley dah wey
ajim3musa: sedey giler a
ajim3musa: skali tinggal klas jer
ajim3musa: bole trus blank
shakinah_along: taw takper
sambung balik bab econs...
ajim3musa: weyh yg pasal tadi tu
shakinah_along: >:D<>:P
(sempat lagi tu membangga diri)
Exceptional case in economics ialah......
ajim3musa: haha
shakinah_along: >:P
shakinah_along: dah r
shakinah_along: gi tau la
shakinah_along: xceptional case tu camner?
ajim3musa: jap ak bgi contoh
ajim3musa: tapi topic lain a
shakinah_along: bgi satu stuation r
shakinah_along: bgi snang aku nk faham
ajim3musa: ok
shakinah_along: nnti tyme aku check balik senang
ajim3musa: cam handpone kan
shakinah_along: ok
ajim3musa: demand handhone tuk people tinggi kan
ajim3musa: sbb pakai tuk communication
ajim3musa: contoh
ajim3musa: business man
ajim3musa: pakai tuk short ngna long run
ajim3musa: pastu teenagers kan
ajim3musa: tul
shakinah_along: yup
shakinah_along: tul2
ajim3musa: ok
ajim3musa: but
ajim3musa: exceptional cases lies dkat full time housewife
ajim3musa: where
ajim3musa: they just stay at home
shakinah_along: depa gune cket j ela
ajim3musa: use fixed line phone
shakinah_along: ?
ajim3musa: fixed line
ajim3musa: ya
ajim3musa: demand rendah
ajim3musa: tuk housewife
shakinah_along: so kalo nk xplain camner/
ajim3musa: oh sng jer
shakinah_along: wey cpat
ajim3musa: there are some argued cases for
shakinah_along: aku nk gi bazar ni
shakinah_along: ko tu ntah bile la lgi nk on9
shakinah_along: explain la
ajim3musa: ye la
ajim3musa: ni untuk yg mane
ajim3musa: yg oil ker
ajim3musa: yg handphone
shakinah_along: handphone la
ajim3musa: ok
shakinah_along: gune cnth tadi
ajim3musa: memula ko tulis
shakinah_along: Hello? I know you're there. I can see you!
ajim3musa: we know that the demand for mobile phone to people is high espicially to business man where he need to communicate in short or long run and also a need to teenagers. but there is exceptional cases or argued cases where for the housewife, they just stay at home, and seldom use the mobile phone, sinece they just stick to fixed line phone...therefore, demand ofr mobile phone for the housewife is low
ajim3musa: tu ah dier nyer
....begitulah citernye..Bestntye kwan aku nie disember taun depan he'll go to new zealand under petronas scholarship. Aku plak lambat agi..Entahlah Allah itu perancang yang terbaik.Maybe ader hikmah aku gi lambat kut. Wakaka
Friday, August 28, 2009
kmbian..mo9bian
Waa..bestnyer bile kiter dapat clssmates yg bebetul supporting..n alhamdulillah deskmate yg memahami..(pepaham jela den ni camner,wakakaka jgn perasan la plak deskmate ku) from secondary to tertiary education ni.Alhamdulillah, after weeks staying in KMB I finally experiencing the-student-moments.Student in other words college la. Assignment yg kene guna komputer, buku2 yg pepelik (not to mention mahal..naseb baik dpat ftostate thanks to senior).
Tapi yg best maybe more towards the memory with the friends. Classmates yg keco bebenar sudah pun aku lalui sjak form 4 lagi (aik nostalgia lagi..). Papehal pun diharapkan kiter sume sukses sampai bebila ye..
Sempat posing smbil menunggu ceramah, wakaaka.Dari kiri : Asilah, Atin, Bluekie (den la tu),Kak Pah, and Ketty
Sape plak jadi model tak bertauliah 100 plus ni?Ok, org baru dalam gambo--Jannah
Ceh, posing maut..sat gi nk kene tgkap wakkakakaCik Aimi kite dh nk kene tgkap.wakaka
Tuesday, August 4, 2009
A new journey begin
Im finally starting my tertiary education.. I know afetr all those interview im having its feels good knowing at least i get into one. Now, im proudly to say that I am a student of Mara College Banting. And Im an IB student. For two years.
First time hearing IB is surely intrigued me. Doing surveys from friends are not comforting me. All i hear is that IB is hard, and not as easy as A level. Plus , some of my friends also ept questioning me back "IB, aper tu? ". Well , IB is not as popular as A level though.
And now meeting a new classmates are really such a great comfort. With the classmates is feels kinda like "we are gonna make it through , together.." sort of feeling. Well, its just the same with the previous classmates though.
So, MO9B, come on lets make this IB a sweet journey to go on, before we separated pursuing our dream.
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