tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-66345876337504051472024-02-20T16:44:56.482+08:00syikinAZMIsyknzmihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05513422683891670637noreply@blogger.comBlogger69125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6634587633750405147.post-56932880535215889752014-09-17T00:11:00.001+08:002014-09-17T00:11:56.415+08:00#1<p dir="ltr">Assalamualaikum.</p>
<p dir="ltr">I promised myself to start posting again if I get the chance to study overseas, at least I can practice myself to write better, and alhamdulillah I did. Accounting and Finance degree student in Cardiff Uni in 2 days. Yikes!</p>
<p dir="ltr">When I was in primary I never thought I would do well in UPSR and make it to secondary. When I was in secondary I never thought I would do well in SPM and make it to college. When I was in college I never thought I would do, not so well but lulus lah, in my A Level and make it to university. So now, I don't know if I will make it to graduation and get a job. But I think, we just have to do our best and believe in His plan. </p>
<p dir="ltr">Abah always said to me, remember these 3 things, 1. Usaha 2. Doa 3. Tawakkal. We do our best, try our hardest, all out, in anything we do. We pray to Allah, ask him to ease everything. And let Him to the rest, tawakkal.</p>
<p dir="ltr">Thank you Allah, for giving me a chance to go to a new place, a new world, a new beginning. May You ease this journey for me, inshaaAllah.</p>
syknzmihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05513422683891670637noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6634587633750405147.post-35157620436674872512014-04-07T21:10:00.002+08:002016-07-16T22:37:33.821+08:00Durham, oh Cardiff.<div>
I haven't choose the firm choice for my university. I'm torn between Cardiff and Durham *tarik rambut*</div>
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Just now, a Malaysian student from Sheffield Uni called me, asking if I have any enquiries on the application or the university. Durham offered BA, Cardiff offered Bsc. So I asked her about BA and BSc, and her response made me even more torn between the two. There isn't much difference really. What matters is the quality of the degree. She said Bsc is quite rigid, in terms of modules and subjects, like we have to take certain modules whilst BA's course is more flexible. She also mentioned a few other advantages studying in Sheffield, but that's not what I'm interested in. Haha.<br />
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What I'm trying to say is, I thought Cardiff's Bsc degree is better and Durham's BA degree is not that favourable among companies. And my parents discourage me from going to Durham cause there'll be less Malaysian. I know it is quite risky, but I want to challenge myself, I HAVE to challenge myself. Don't you think? I should try living where there are less people I can count on, people I know I can speak Malay with, so I can be more independent. But that cannot be the only reason.</div>
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Hati kata nak Durham for no solid reason, adakah ini hidayah? Kena istikharah jugak ni kisah dia.</div>
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<i>Haih, now how? *angkat bahu dan kening*</i></div>
syknzmihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05513422683891670637noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6634587633750405147.post-22209830994167576192014-03-20T16:01:00.000+08:002016-07-16T22:37:33.794+08:00Hey.Since you don't want me to contact you anymore, so I post this here cause I know you still read this lame blog, kan? I've already known about this present like, a month ago. But I didn't expect you to give it to me (Whatthefudge dia dah beli kot, dia bagi lah -__-") The shoes are a beauty and the portrait is damn nice. Thanks. Uhh I'm out of words. But just, thanks. Kelly and Acad. I appreciate them, a lot.<br />
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<i>P/S: You do know that my feet is like, super huge right?</i></div>
syknzmihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05513422683891670637noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6634587633750405147.post-84487555697464947652014-03-19T17:04:00.002+08:002016-07-16T22:37:33.897+08:00Roommate.For the first two semesters, I lived in this room with a stranger. We didn't spend time talking, sharing, laughing, joking around. <i>Buat hal masing masing</i>, as people used to say it. But who would have thought, that stranger turned out to be one of your closest pal, the one you share your secrets and problems with, a roommate. Thanks Ijaty for this advance birthday wish :)<br />
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<i>Boleh kencing manis aku cenggini.</i></div>
syknzmihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05513422683891670637noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6634587633750405147.post-78986287198178323212014-03-18T00:08:00.000+08:002016-07-16T22:37:33.887+08:00Selamat malam, kawan.Dalam aku hendak pejamkan mata<br />
tiba tiba muncul satu rasa<br />
aku rindu dia<br />
kawan yang dulu nya sentiasa ada<br />
sekarang hilang entah ke mana<br />
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Bukan aku nak kita bercinta lagi<br />
bukan aku nak perasaan itu kembali<br />
cuma sampai bila hendak begini<br />
sampai bila kita nak terus membenci<br />
menyimpan dendam, tidak bercakap sama sendiri<br />
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Kau kawan paling istimewa<br />
paling setia, paling baik di dunia<br />
cuma Allah ada rancangan lebih baik buat kita<br />
sebab itu kita tidak bersama<br />
tak apa<br />
aku doakan kau sampai bila bila :)<br />
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<i>Bapak random nya -__-</i></div>
syknzmihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05513422683891670637noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6634587633750405147.post-53314509813673986762014-02-23T11:52:00.000+08:002016-07-16T22:37:33.846+08:00Serabut.<div style="text-align: center;">
It was a complete turnover.<br />
Tolong lah jangan macam ni.</div>
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I will never go back.</div>
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I <b>don't want to</b> go back.</div>
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<span style="font-size: xx-small;">Everything involving you reminds me of the stupid decision I made and the result of it. Yeay accident -__-</span></div>
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I've tried my best to make you hate me,</div>
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cause it'll be easier than explaining things</div>
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that I know, you'll never accept.</div>
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<span style="font-size: xx-small;">But no, it is not your fault. Aku salah. Aku yang tak fikir bebetul. Aku tak nak buat salah yang sama lagi.</span></div>
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Let go of the freakin' past, stop complaining,</div>
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stop questioning, cause no one is gonna answer them.</div>
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Stop asking my friends too, cause they don't know anything either.</div>
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Aku selalu question macamane someone boleh cepat gila get over dia punya ex and jumpa orang baru. Aku dah faham dah.</div>
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Aku jahat gila kan? Aku tau.</div>
syknzmihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05513422683891670637noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6634587633750405147.post-43648589616164282712014-01-28T17:26:00.001+08:002016-07-16T22:37:33.826+08:00Pencarian Penemuan by Wani Ardy.<div style="text-align: left;">
I am not I die hard fan of her, but her catatan and puisi can somehow relate to me and my surroundings.</div>
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<b><span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">dan kita mencari sifat-sifat jelik</span></b></div>
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<b><span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">pada dia yang kita percaya salah</span></b></div>
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Setelah 3 semester tinggal serumah, 2 semester duduk sebilik, tiba tiba kau nak <i>point out</i> segala <i>flaws </i>yang selama ni kau tak pernah tegur apa pun. Kalau kau rimas dia jenis <i>pusher</i>, okay lah aku boleh terima (aku pun rasa semak kadang kadang). Tapi setakat lantai basah air menjejes lepas mandi, itu tak jadi masalah aku rasa. Sebab kau dengan dia dah lama sama sama. Elok elok kawan, tiba tiba tinggal sebab dia keluar bilik air basah lantai? Kalau kau nak tegur, dari semester 1 kau boleh tegur, "Aku tak suka lah air menitik ni, basah lantai. Kang jatuh, macamana?" Boleh je cakap elok elok, dari kau terus <i>ignore </i>dia macam dia patung dalam bilik tu. Haih... Stress pula lah aku dengar cerita pasal kau ni. Alasan yang kau guna sebagai jawapan kenapa tak nak bercakap dengan dia, bagi aku merepek nak mampus. Kau sengaja carigali salah dia, masalah dalaman kau lah apa lah, sebab kau nak tolak dia. Kalau kau betul betul ikhlas berkawan, semua tu boleh tolak ke tepi. Masing masing betulkan salah masing masing. Harmoni gitu idok? Ini semua pendapat aku lah. Aku mungkin tak rasa apa yang kau rasa, tapi aku rasa <i>you should at least try to be a friend rather than a selfish jerk</i>.</div>
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Nasib lah dia yang sebilik dengan kau. Kalau aku? Haha. Elak perang dunia je. Kita duduk serumah sebilik, pandai pandai bawa diri lah kak. Bilik tu bukan kau punya sorang, semua peraturan kau nak buat. Kongsi, sama sama <i>give and take</i> lah.</div>
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Kalau kita dah tak boleh ubah orang, korban sikit ubah cara kita terima dia. InshaaAllah, hidup akan lebih ceria dan bermakna.</div>
syknzmihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05513422683891670637noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6634587633750405147.post-67151258415742759182014-01-26T00:45:00.004+08:002016-07-16T22:37:33.861+08:00Fucked up.<i><span style="color: #3d85c6;">What the hell, Syikin? I thought we're the good guy here.</span></i><br />
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<i><span style="color: #e06666;">We are. But... maybe I'm just learning from experience?</span></i></div>
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<i><span style="color: #3d85c6;">Apparently, doing the same thing that HAHA did to you doesn't make you any better than him. Sama teruk je. Like seriously, what the hell?!</span></i><br />
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Yeah. This is not how things supposed to end. You are still stalking like a professional spy, still getting jealous and stuff. You are still waiting. You are still hoping that he'd suddenly text saying he's in front of Akasia. You just can't freakin' move on, woman!</div>
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And suddenly you are blocking him on Twitter, like he's the one stalking you. YOU STILL HAVE HIS TWEETS COLUMN ON TWEETDECK! God!</div>
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Get a grip. Unblock. Start over. Stay calm. Move the freakin' on.<br />
Menangis bertahun pun tak ada function.</div>
syknzmihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05513422683891670637noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6634587633750405147.post-66676542390373652582014-01-21T23:02:00.000+08:002016-07-16T22:37:33.858+08:00End.<div style="text-align: center;">
I've asked everyone, can a dumper and a dumpee stay friends after a break up? Well some say can, some say cannot. It actually depends on how the dumpee accept the fact that he/she just got dumped. Apparently, it was different for this story. The dumpee turned out alright. So who's struggling? The dumper.</div>
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I've tried putting my walls up high, boosting my ego, ignoring the sad feeling of losing something, it didn't work though. (<i>Seminggu pun tak lepas</i>) But it is time to move on. Sorry for all the trouble. I was a stupid-selfish-thickheaded-moron. I asked you to stop, but I'm the one <i>berat hati</i> to let go. Haha. Bodoh gila. </div>
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<i>"Aku tau dan faham sangat yang kau sedang tersepit di antara aku dan family kau."</i></blockquote>
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Thank you for so much man. Thank you for understanding. You taught me how to appreciate people, how to work on my own, how to love, how to... Nahh I can never able to list everything down. Just, thank you. </div>
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Well, I didn't get to <i>pesan </i>anything. So here goes, don't you ever try smoking. That's what I like about you, so don't change that. (It's not that it matters, huh?) Be proud of yourself, I mean, stop saying that you're worthless and all 'cause you worth something. Be closer to mak ayah adik semua. They are all you have, <i>tak ada diorang habis dah lah</i>. Work hard. Goodluck. Ah words fail me. I'm glad we end this in a peaceful manner. I really hope that one day, once I got myself under control, we can be friends again? Start over or whatever. Haha. Okay. Maybe not. Whatever makes you comfortable. So yeah, I think that would be all.</div>
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Bye. Assalamualaikum.</div>
syknzmihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05513422683891670637noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6634587633750405147.post-43728526802861043262014-01-20T16:08:00.001+08:002016-07-16T22:37:33.828+08:00The confused girl.<br />
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She has two friends. Both needing her attention, wanting her time.</div>
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She is stuck in the middle, feeling guilty for both sides.</div>
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She kills her two friends.</div>
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She is seriously confused.</div>
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The end.</div>
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syknzmihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05513422683891670637noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6634587633750405147.post-41737069948039606002014-01-17T00:25:00.000+08:002016-07-16T22:37:33.823+08:00Hey 2014, howwa you doin?<i>Tahun baru ni, tak ada resolutions best best ke?</i><div>
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Ada kot. First sekali, let go of the freakin past. Tak function meratap.</div>
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Friends, appreciate them. Diorang ada life jugak.</div>
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Study sepuluh kali ganda lebih dari before, nak fly kan?</div>
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Enjoy life ! Jangan buat benda gila lagi [Tapi itu yang best (._. )].</div>
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<i>Ah bosan, cliche je. Tidur lah.</i></div>
syknzmihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05513422683891670637noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6634587633750405147.post-2483741309323252252013-11-10T23:33:00.001+08:002016-07-16T22:37:33.804+08:00Si macha manis. Haha<br />
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Dalam ganas nya, dalam Jawa nya,</div>
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dalam buncit nya, dalam hidung kembang nya,</div>
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dalam selekeh nya, dalam hidup Architecture huru hara nya,</div>
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dalam maki hamun mencarut nya,<br />
dan dalam sengal nya...</div>
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Ada jugak manis dia. Awhh thanks Ca :)</div>
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syknzmihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05513422683891670637noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6634587633750405147.post-12996465000217840532013-10-20T14:52:00.001+08:002016-07-16T22:37:33.789+08:00Aku tak confident gila aku dapat masuk top 50 unisRaihan posted this on our INTEC 2012/2014 wall:<br />
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 17px;">Korang, i just wanna share something.</span><br />
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Pernah tak rasa bengang bila internet slow? Dia nak bagi tapi tak nak bagi banyak, nah ciput je. Lebih kurang ah ni :(</div>
syknzmihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05513422683891670637noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6634587633750405147.post-35058721508645200732013-09-09T22:32:00.002+08:002016-07-16T22:37:33.819+08:00What is wrong with me?<div style="text-align: center;">
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All I want is attention. Someone who actually want to hear my stories.</div>
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Be interested in what I'm talking about.</div>
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Be impressed of what I can do.</div>
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can't I get a little bit of attention from you dear?</div>
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syknzmihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05513422683891670637noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6634587633750405147.post-75308800624159713842013-07-19T13:38:00.000+08:002016-07-16T22:37:33.879+08:00Lesson for life.<i>Pernah idea gila paling tak masuk dek akal muncul dekat kepala? Kalau pernah, kau terus buat ke niat tu dibantutkan? Aku dah terlajak, aku buat. Bodoh gila babi.</i><br />
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Malam ni, minggu lepas, idea gila nak lari dari Shah Alam terjah otak. Tak pikir panjang, tak pikir orang yang aku sayang, aku nekad aku nak pergi Ipoh. Tapi aku tak bagitau orang. Aku pergi je. Sabtu, 1.45 petang.<br />
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"Buat benda bodoh, kau dapat balik pun bodoh." Aku accident. Jatuh motor masa nak gerak dari terminal bas ke rumah, masa tu hujan. Bibir bengkak, atas mulut calar sikit, pergelangan tangan kiri calar, atas tulang kering kiri koyak kulit, lebam sikit sikit. Tahniah lah pengalaman pertama accident. Motor pulak tu.<br />
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Aku tak expect la orang nak tolong, tapi rumah aku tumpang baik baik orangnya. Alhamdulillah. Aku takut nak balik. Aku takut nak berdepan dengan semua orang. Sah sah la orang akan tanya, aku nak jawab apa. Dah la pergi sana tak inform apa apa, naik motor yang memang sedia tahu bahaya, naik pulak dengan member lelaki, bulan Ramadhan lagi. Sangat sangat lah bukan Syikin Azmi yang pernah hidup 19 tahun yang lalu.<br />
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Tapi entah, for once aku nak rasa jadi macam orang lain. Aku tengok kawan aku dari Melaka pergi jenguk pakwe dekat KL. Kawan aku naik motor. Kawan aku naik bas sorang sorang. Kawan aku pergi sleep over rumah member. Kawan aku accident. "It sometimes feels good to be someone else. Memang la it is not something to be proud of, but at least you learn something from it." Jangan la nampak semua yang jadi tu negative je, ada jugak bagus dia.<br />
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Aku tak expect la balik balik haritu kena brainwash. Tapi at the same time aku tak expect orang akan tolong or support aku. Aku just tak nak orang risau lebih lebih, sebab sah sah ni semua salah aku. Kalau boleh aku just nak semua orang go on hari hari macam biasa. Lega jugak lepas tu diorang dah okay. And alhamdulillah jugak, ada yang still boleh nak buat lawak lawak pasal accident ni.<br />
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"Kawan tu dah la tengah sakit, pastu kau nak bash dia teruk teruk pasal dia buat salah. Kesian dia."<br />
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Menyesal? Mestilah. Tapi menyesal banyak banyak pun tak guna kan? So tak payah la nak sindir sindir kata apa yang aku buat ni salah. Memang aku dah sedia tahu ini salah, aku memang dah menyesal. Melekat je muka aku dekat jalan bertar area Meru tu, aku dah menyesal dah datang Ipoh. Tapi tak la sepenuhnya. Aku dapat kenal kawan baru. Aku dapat hilangkan kusut dengan kawan baik aku. Aku dapat la ketenangan seketika. Seketika je lah. Lepas tu balik Shah Alam huru hara balik.<br />
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<i>Just promise to never ever do anything like that ever again.</i></div>
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syknzmihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05513422683891670637noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6634587633750405147.post-30737171930070742872013-07-13T01:05:00.000+08:002016-07-16T22:37:33.814+08:00Pukul 1<i>Aku nak juga merasa Ramadhan macam Fend rasa dalam Contengan Jalanan. </i><i>Berisi. Penuh isi.</i><br />
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Nak lari seorang diri, ke manalah sangat nak pergi. Cari maut ada lah.</div>
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Maha Pencipta ada selama ni, kenapa kau tak cari?</div>
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Itu lah manusia, buta.</div>
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<i>Apa merepek kau?</i></div>
syknzmihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05513422683891670637noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6634587633750405147.post-2468785486904087792013-06-28T09:38:00.002+08:002016-07-16T22:37:33.801+08:00I'm the weird one, I know -.-"Is it so weird that I miss my National Service experience? I know it had been like more than a year now since we finished PLKN but still, I miss it sometimes. It is not that I miss being scolded, dera macam anak tiri drama drama, figuratively tortured physically and mentally. I miss the experience. The environment. You know.<br />
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It's not everyday that you get to meet 400 new friends. It's not everyday that you get to fire an M16. It's not everyday that you get to explore the jungle, buat Wirajaya. It's not everyday that you get to learn unarmed combat, TTS, . It's not everyday that you get to go through Kembara Halangan. It's not everyday that you get to see humongous beetles and centipedes. It's not everyday that you got chased by monkeys (a.k.a Leman). It's not everyday that you are forced to rinse your face with smelly mossy pond water, with turtles in it. It's not everyday that you are punished just because you are late for 5 minutes, or because you forgot to bring your company's flag with you. It's not everyday that you get to go to National Service! Get what I mean, bradah?!<br />
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The responsibility we carried. The joy we shared with friends, with company members, with teachers. The bond we created. Kalau dah tak 'bond' sangat sekarang pun, at least masa dekat kem lekat lah juga. It is one heck of an experience. If you guys can't appreciate the experience just because you hate being outdoor and do stuffs, it's such a waste man. Such a waste.<br />
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<i>Kalau mula keluar dari mata kiri, itu airmata kesedihan atau kepahitan.</i><br />
<i>Mungkin ada kebenarannya dalam kajian ni, sebab dari tadi </i><i>memang mata kiri je yang leleh.</i><br />
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We are no longer what we were. But you are always a brother to me. My family.</div>
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As much as you are hurt, I hurt too. Tapi aku rasa better macam ni.</div>
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Be that excellent architect macam Frank Lloyd Wright :')</div>
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syknzmihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05513422683891670637noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6634587633750405147.post-67453157737387418672013-05-20T01:58:00.000+08:002016-07-16T22:37:33.863+08:00Cici mabuk<br />
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and happy birthday to the skinniest, most polite, plus naive girl I have ever met. Wheeeeeeee~~ *tiup horn* *ketuk gendang* *buat rain dance* *panggil sarkas* K melampau.<br />
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Sorry I can't be there to celebrate. Sorry that we all can't be there. Takpe, we'll celebrate first thing jejak Akasia this July :) Yeah? Wheeeeeeee~~ *tiup horn* *ketuk gendang* *buat rain dance* *panggil sarkas* K melampau. Again.<br />
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Though kita baru je kawan, setahun baru, but you are there for me. Not just for my happy, but you are also there for my sad. And I hope I've done the same to you. You've been so tough for 19 years. You've been through hard times and dilemmas, disappointments and pains. Yet you stay strong, you enjoy your life. You keep that smile, you push away all the pain. You are strong baby !<br />
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Haha apa aku merepek? Entah, I don't freakin know. Otak tengah biol, kepala pusing pusing. Anywho, anyway, anyhow, happy 19th birthday little cry baby. May Allah bless and ease all your pain. Strive for that effing bright future, strive for excellence. Hope that we'll stay friends, forever inshaaAllah. And may peace be upon you :) Hee~<br />
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<i>Tak sabar nak plan post-birthday pranks untuk kau :)</i></div>
syknzmihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05513422683891670637noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6634587633750405147.post-46431917758700169132013-05-09T20:30:00.000+08:002016-07-16T22:37:33.833+08:00Semester 2, end.<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg78G4b1jwIaTyWPFGNu4lCbz0St40kGZUahyPllAvT4rCYyIE6ckSWPzRc_8NUZcFgAyhAVxsgb_7PeCCpvwMXMkfP7ATT_FqiZF2IGfQCkKPFAy89vsY3m8oXnrrVNjATqQmu9W__a2c/s1600/2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; display: inline !important; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"><img border="0" height="402" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg78G4b1jwIaTyWPFGNu4lCbz0St40kGZUahyPllAvT4rCYyIE6ckSWPzRc_8NUZcFgAyhAVxsgb_7PeCCpvwMXMkfP7ATT_FqiZF2IGfQCkKPFAy89vsY3m8oXnrrVNjATqQmu9W__a2c/s640/2.jpg" width="640" /></a><br />
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Yesterday was our last paper for semester 2 final examination. Pheww what a relief. But then when I think about the university placement, which is based on the result of 2nd semester, oh no no no. My future is totally ruined, super dark. In fact, I can't see any -__- *heavy sigh*</div>
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Dinner with classmates at Restoran Tasik (I think that's the name) depan PKNS. 5 peeps didn't join tho. Went back to Akasia for Isyak. Ironman 3 for midnight movie. Mamak at SS15 for supper. Lakeview Subang for morning exercise. Subuh jemaah at Masjid Darul Ehsan. And taman depan Akasia for photoshoot :) Best night ever ! Thanks you guys. Hee..</div>
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syknzmihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05513422683891670637noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6634587633750405147.post-81902745965157622932013-04-24T06:05:00.003+08:002016-07-16T22:37:33.892+08:00What's going on?<div style="text-align: center;">
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I miss home. I miss my family. I miss you :'(</div>
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Because you are boring, annoying, useless piece of rotten crap !</div>
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You were never their friend. You were never needed.</div>
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All of a sudden, out of nowhere, a confession popped out of this fella's mouth. Muka aku dah merah macam hape. Okay Ca :) Sayang kau gil gil bab ah ! HAHA</div>
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Dear friend,<br />
I know we fought almost everyday, we quarrel mostly over petty things. But yet, I cannot imagine my days without sharing my happy, my sad, and all of my problems with you. You truly are my best friend :) Thank you. Thank you very much.<br />
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syknzmihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05513422683891670637noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6634587633750405147.post-8165069005120799432013-03-19T16:41:00.001+08:002016-07-16T22:37:33.889+08:0019 and problems :(Growing up? Only God knows how much I hated it. More responsible to carry, more shit to deal with. More problems to be taken care of, more misery :( And the sad truth is I'm turning 19 tomorrow. 19 is a freakin huge number, for Allah's sake! And next year, according to plan, inshaaAllah I will be flying to UK to pursue my degree in Accounting. Fudge that is big! But can I? Study pun malas, ada hati nak fly. That meeting with JPA really spoiled everything though it supposedly help, but it just didn't to me. I just felt like I don't belong here and I've made the biggest mistake in my life coming here.<br />
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I have had enough. I can't deal with this sort of education. I hate doing work. I effing hate paragraphs of words, pages of facts. I currently having trouble dealing with Econs. I have difficulties remembering and pouring out ideas in a proper manner on papers using pens. I hate examinations. Should I continue? Can I just drop out? Why didn't I just go on with my matriculation at KMP? What the eff am I doing here?!<br />
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But I believe Allah has prepared a great future ahead of me. It is just not here yet, and right now I'm at my lowest point of confidence level. I need to gain it back. I need to have faith again and believe in that bright future I'll be achieving soon. Please come faster :(syknzmihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05513422683891670637noreply@blogger.com1