an expression of feeling

lee seunggi's 'the oh-shit!'

from dramabeans.com.

Pacik, Masuk Sini Patutnye Tadi

Tak ada hadiah untuk teka tajuk itu ditujukan untuk siapa. Btw I write about my own experiences, just maybe what's currently happening around me triggers my memory so I feel drawn to write about it, please don't anybody feel like I'm talking about them.

Tajuk ditujukan untuk pacik teksi.

Mula-mula bukak semester memang kita semua semangat, 31 minit sebelum start class dah kita turun tunggu bas. Tapi sekarang 1ominit pun belum tentu. Jadi bila dah lambat, terlepas bas, kita naik teksi. Seminggu tu ada la empat lima kali naik teksi. Sampaikan sudah kenal pacik teksi misai ceni camtu, pacik teksi ada anak gadis comel dah tiga kali org meminang, pacik teksi nasi kukus kat PJ dan ramai lagi.

Selalunya kita berebut taknak duduk depan, sebab nanti kena layan pakcik berborak. Lepas tu kita taknak naik teksi buruk sebab kadang-kadang enjin dia bunyi macam motobot kita takut tak sampai pulak nanti. Tapi naik teksi cantik kereta Saga tu selalunya dia noob tak tau jalan sebab dia kan baru bawak teksi. Geram bila dia eksyen sangat macam tau pastu kita plak yang kena bayar untuk kenoobiban dia. Rasa nak buat rampasan stereng. Kalau saya drive sendiri memang dah sampai dah, pacik.

Nampak sesuatu yang mengejutkan di Facebook. Isk.

Actually I have a lot more to write about but right now I just couldn't. Until some other time.

Banyak yang Bercinta, Bertahun-tahun Putus Juga

Each time I think I can deal with heartbreaks, it struck. The only difference is the time needed to collect the pieces and superglue them together – it took less than two hours the last time, and a two-minutes crying session ONLY. I. Am. Awesome.

Eh tajuk kan bahasa melayu jadi kita kenalah tulis melayu. Mari cakap pasal ‘rebound’. Bahasa melayunya loncatan semula. Rebound adalah fenomena yang berlaku apabila seseorang yang baru putus selepas bercinta bagai nak rak dengan kekasih lama bertemu seseorang yang agak interesting padanya, dan menyedari bahawa mungkinkah cinta berputik kembali patah tumbuh hilang berganti seterusnya mengurat pula that interesting person sampailah kedapatan. Interesting di sini bermaksud orang itu tidak semestinya menepati ciri-ciri manusia idaman, tetapi mungkin mempunyai satu sifat yang tidak ada pada kekasih lama seperti tinggi 180cm, bercakap sopan santun, berjejari runcing, berambut ala Justin Bieber dan pelbagai lagi plus points yang sebenarnya hampir tidak lojik. Fenomena rebound juga bergantung gigih kepada timing yang tepat sekali, dan juga kepada kadar kekecewaan – semakin teruk kecewanyer, semakin dungu lah reboundnyerrr.

Hubungan (tidak intim, mungkin) bersama si rebound akan berlangsung seperti couple-couple biasa yang dijumpai di pasaraya. Dapatan dari hasil kajian mungkin juga menunjukkan bahawa sesi dating berlangsung lebih extreme daripada dates yang pernah dilalui bersama kekasih lama – setiap hari tanpa gagal, sehingga dua, tiga pagi – kerana si empunya diri berasakan bahawa dirinya amat tenang bersama si rebound, padahal dia yg takmo balik tidor sebab takmo sedih dibuai-buai kenangan bersama kekasih lama.

Sedar tak sedar, masa pun berlalu dan mulalah kurasakan pudar dalam hatiku rasa cinta yang ada untuk dirimu. Kau punya kulit kering, rambut kau asyik masuk mata je geram la nak tengok dan kau ni tak penah nak paham I kan sekolah cane nk reply mesej, dungu. Padahal dulu eksaited je reply SMS dalam kelas. Ini kerana sebenarnya si empunya diri is now strong enough and completely over the ex, dan si rebound ni dah habis madunyaaaa. So sad. Pastu diorang pun breakup. (Abis dah sep diooo. Eh?) Pastu si rebound yang dah jujur ikhlas tangkap cintun ni pun jumpa rebound lain. Cycle is repeated. Begitulah dunia.

Lepas break mesti ade punye ah rebound ni, kerat ayam weh. Perasan ka tak perasan. Mungkin juga bukan orang. Be it a friend, be it chocolates, a hobby or your sudden aversion to the colour red – skali lagi, kerat ayam weh. Wounds must heal tak kesah lah HOW.

Moral of the storieeee: takde moral. Ikutlah nak berkawan lagu mana pun.

This is Regrettable Procrastination

A literature review is due tomorrowt but what the hell.

I was browsing like I always do and came across a fact that 2/3 of the Swedish speaks English. Which brings me back to the few days I spent in Stockholm and the first night we were there - asking a bus driver for directions. I remembered him speaking English equivalent to a smashed china teacup but all the same being so helpful that he even left his driver's seat and went down onto the street to show me where to go. Then I remembered the sumpah hensem gila Calvin Klein underwear model-like man behind the counter at the railway station. When we were turning our maps upside down looking for our way to the hostel a really friendly couple approached us and asked "may we help you" and I was so damned touched. Have yet to return the deed to some lucky tourist.

OK homework calls.

Because Who Turns Up Punctual?

Lateness must be in our blood. Or at least part of our culture. Except for a first day, perhaps, because you will attract just too much attention if you come late on the first day, and it is again part of our culture to strive to be invisible. During days after that things go slack and it is unavoidable to think "Who in the world turns up on the right minute anyway?"

Honestly it is shameful to be late. OK maybe I'm alone in thinking it is. Seriously it doesn't prove anything good. Frankly speaking however I know how awkward you would feel when you are there at the right time. Being at least five minutes late is the right, preferable and acceptable thing to do, and you won't feel out of place then. The VVIPs are also one with the urgent need to be late - they would be considered early if they come within thirty minutes after the scheduled time. Who wants that, hey hey? Who wants to be regarded as the person who doesn't have anything else to do, that they managed excellently to plan their time and settle everything - including preparations and travel time - so that they could arrive on the spot?

Let me tell you a story that happened in 2009. My class had a function, at which we invited the Director of the Goethe-Institut Malaysia. We told him the event will start at 2.30 in the afternoon, so it was on the invitation cards and the flyers. When he came (which was exactly at 2.30pm), only two out of fifteen of us organizers were ready (the rest are still at the hostel) and there was not a single audience in the auditorium. Faces of the lecturers were already scrunched up because of some sour limes they ate earlier ( ok joke is not funny) and I hated it so much because suddenly I had to be the usher, when I was actually busy setting the computer up for the later presentation.

Homaii now I sound like a perasan goody who is never late. Well, I said I am familiar with the awkwardness of being an early bird - which actually is the reason why I dawdle and come late, too.

P/S: Be good and ignore the roses I use for my background. I had no idea why I chose this lady-ish picture in the first place and don't want to look for another now.

P/P/S: I am taking Fundamentals of English at school and (no, we don't learn how to say Good Morning like I first thought we would) was struck to learn that I have been using the perfects and progressives wrongly all this while. Must study it for the tests, however, but always end up filling in the blanks according to what I think - ikut sedap je :)

Kusut

Yes I changed my shampoo but the problem remains unsolved.

A hermit (not the crab) is perhaps so serene because he doesn't have to deal with people. Maybe I'll try retreating into a cave somewhere. Before my sanity gets torn into rippers.

Because telling people how I feel is like screaming right in the ears of a deaf. Nothing gets done. Everybody wants their own ways. Pretending you don't care what others do and living life the carefree way makes you look stupid and oh no opinions. Btw if you want to fake your way on the comment sections you can read this up: Five tips to help you.

Ddikir

Nah ambil ini dengar saja-saja.

Di atas ini ialah lagu juara.

Dikir barat ada empat pihak utama ya tuan-tuan dan puan-puan, tok juara (jogho), tukang karut, awak-awak dan pemuzik. Pemuzik itu ada lima pulak - rebana ibu, rebana anak, gong, canang dengan marakas tu nama tradisional dia apa entah. Awak-awak tu ambillah dari sepuluh hingga berpuluh-puluh orang pun tak apa kot (wah awesome juga kalau ada flashmob dikir!)

Semua orang dah tau kot, I join dikir barat untuk kolej. Bak kata seseorang itewww, "Ko ni jadi balaci la, sebab nak stay kat kolej?" Haha. Sorrylah next year I memang tak duduk UM dah okay. Jadi kalau join ape-ape tu memang ikhlas lah dari hati chewahh.

Pasal dikir ini pula. Mula-mula itu kawan-kawan yang registerkan. Diorang join sekali lah, of course. Masa dapat tau tu mmg #$#%# sedikit di dalam hati, afasal pulak ni suke suke je kan! Tapi pergi sajalah walaupun dua bulan pertama dok cakap "weh aku serius nak keluar, weh aku tanak join." Reasons for feeling so? Well, past experiences made me feel apprehensive being around people from the same background.

Heh masa mula-mula training itu pun memang kaki ponteng dahsyat, training Sabtu malam Ahad, habis semua nama kawan Dochland yang ada dipetik sebab mase tu memang orang tengah summer holidays, menipu kata keluar dengan diorang tak sempat balik padahal kita empat orang escape pergi i-City Shaalam pastu balik mengantuk bosan sebab tak ada apa pun kat situ.

Klakor kot bila diingat-ingatkan sebab sekarang ni, kalau takde kitorang masa training, memang tak jalan lah training itew chewaaah.

Haha betul kot. Seorang nyanyi lagu juara, seorang tukang karut, seorang awak-awak paling chargas, seorang lagi kalau tak datang nanti adalah peminat dia cari. ;)

Coach kita tak hensem (kehkehkeh dia tak baca punya) tapi dia sangat awesome berdikir, spontan je babeyh, menyanyi sedap pula itu, sudah join dikir semenjak umurnya 10tahun dan pernah pula buat show die overseas cewahh pujian melambung, tak apalah, respect.

Kita ada dua team kolej, sep jatey ngn sep tino (menyampah kan dengar? Tapi bahasanya kok memang begitu) lepas itu kalau sep tino (selepas ini Team B) training, ade lah Team A datang tengok, nak sesegar angin katanya. :D

Seronok sangat berdikir. Tapi kena belajar, macam tarian, bukannya boleh terus pandai. Tengok orang buat easy measy je terus dapat bunga segala, kita yang terhegeh-hegeh baru nak belajar sungguh jealous perasaannya, tahun depan untuk subjek Ko-K nak masuk berdikir lagi tapi mereka kata, "dah pandai nak buat apa?" Alahai tak faham ke Easy A haha.

Tapi betul juga, tak join perkara baru, tak kenallah dunia baru. Macam sekarang ini. :)