sembilan setengah aka 9.30


baru-baru ni, faizal tahir ade dtg wat konsert kat tmpat aku study..n semua org excited giler nak pegi..tp malangnya malam 2 kitorg ade class..kul 8 sampai kul 10 malam..tapi dlm class confirm la asyik b'sembang pasal faizal tahir jer..bukannya nk dgr lecturer bagi kuliah..tp lecturer pown agak memahami..tp die ckp..sabar la..lpas class kul 10 nanti, pegi la tgk..

n tetibe lecturer tanya..pukul brape dah?..1 class jawab dgn bersemangatnya..
sembilan setengah..dgn kuat n nyaring skali..tp lecturer tanya 1x lg..pkul brape dah?..n dgn begitu bersemangat skali lagi 1 class jawab..sembilan setengah..dgn harapan lecturer akan lepas kitorg awal sket..

tp yang herannya air muke lecturer dh brubah..n beliau pown berkata..ape yg
sembilan setengah?..saya tanya 'yang keberape dah?'..yg awak jwb sembilan setengah tu apasal? ...rupe2nya 1 class dah tersilap dgr..agak2nya bunyi 'yang keberape' dgn 'pukul brape' agak same kowt sebutan die..n ditambah pulak dgn badan je dalam class..pikiran dah sampai dkat konsert faizal tahir..haha

BUKAN SALAH AKU

Bukan salah aku kamu jadi camni. Bukan salah aku kamu jatuh. Bukan salah aku kamu kalah. Bukan salah aku kamu sakit. Bukan salah aku kamu menangis. Bukan salah aku kamu cedera. Bukan salah aku kamu terluka. Bukan salah aku kamu berdarah. Bukan salah aku kamu ‘dying’. Bukan salah aku kamu mati. Cuma itu semua salah aku sebab mulakannya.
Semua salah aku.

FAMILY



Family..every time kite dgr word family ni..1st image that come into mind is happiness..mesti kite bayangkan yang bahagia2 je..penuh dgr gelak tawa, gurau senda..and semua yang sweet2 la..


Bagi aku family merupakan sokongan yang paling utama dalam hidup. Tanpa family xmungkin aku boleh sampai ke tahap ni.. Tapi kadang2 disebabkan family la aku jadi x yakin pada dri sdri.. cth nya dalam family aku semua berbadan kurus..tapi aku ni lain sket..aku chubby.. then setiap x aku blik umah..semua org ckp..gemuk,gemuk,gemuk..perkataan GEMUK ni dah slalu aku dgr bile aku blik kg..kdg2 perkataan gemuk ni membuatkan aku stress..bayangkan la..bile blik kg je..1st perkataan yang aku dgr ialah..gemuk nye ko ni..aku mcm dah allergic dah ngan perkataan ni..n aku confident aku trus menurun bile aku blik kg..bygkanlah.. kna torture dgn perkataan gemuk ni..jiran ckp gemuk..sdare mare ckp gemuk..semua org ckp aku gemuk la..agaknye thp gemuk aku ni kritikal sgt kowt..aku pown xtaw mcmn nk react lg bile org ckp aku gemuk..


Aku tension gak bile org asyik ckp aku gemuk ni..tp masaalahnye bile aku tanye kwn2 aku.. aku ni gemuk ke?..diorg xde la ckp aku gemuk..agak2nye diorg ni nk jage perasaan aku je kowt..macamane la nk jadi kurus dimata family aku ar?..berat persoalan ni..hahaha..nway 1blan lagi blik cuti raye ni..agak2nye aku kna start diet la..supaya blik kg raye ni family aku dah xckp aku gemuk..ha3..

PERINTAH BERKURUNG?..

kul 2:25pagi..aku bru bgn tido..mamai2..dengar cam bising2..rupe2nye diorg tgh wat announce..esok xde class..esok semua pljr kena kuarantin..xleh kuar rumah..dgr2 cite, ade student yg +ve h1n1..so,terpaksalah diadakan perintah berkurung..bile dah name kuarantin..banyak la urusan tergendala nampaknye..tp hrp2 sume nye ok2 aje..
~aihss..aku dah xbley nk tido blik dah..

KIRA




When I first wake up

I saw a face It looks familiar to me
But I don’t remember a thing about him

He smiled gently at me
I was sleeping on his lap

Then he stands up and walks away from me

Now, all I can see is green

It seem like a field to me
When I turn my back, I was shocked

To see that man is still there

He reaches for my hand

And took me away from that field
I was following him blindly
Unable to think of anything
Where am I now?
Where is the place that this man going to take me to?

I feel scared, unsecured and anxious

But here I am still following him
Not knowing of anything

Times flow like the water goes through the stream
Unaware of time,
I found myself in a castle

Still, that man’s hand and mine were one

Then he took me to the dining room
Serve me with the most delicious food that I’ve ever had
I take a look at that man’s face again
Trying to work my mind

Bringing past memories

Still I don’t seem to have a collection of memories with him

Who is he? Why am I here? How do I get here?
My stomach feels like I can’t put anymore oxygen in it

I’m full enough that
I feel like I don’t need to take the meal for the whole week
Then he took me to a room

A very nice and beautiful room

In fact, it is the most beautiful room that I’ve ever seen in my life
Like the room in my daydream

It’s all like a miracle now

It doesn’t feel logic anymore

But before I can think much more of it
I feel sleepy
Looking at the soft-looking pillow make my eyes even more heavy

Unconsciously, I fall asleep

I had a deep sleep
The calmest sleep that I’ve ever had

When I wake up next morning

Here I am
In my room
Just woke up from the most amazing dream
That I’ve ever had

Hoping that I’ve never wake up from that dream
The hope that will never fulfill.


life is full of hatred
life is full of lies
life is nothing but meaningless things
helplessly looking for a light
desperately looking for a hand to reach
completely dissappointed

pasu surat kabar~


huhu..pic ni adeq aq antar 2-3 hri lpas..
konon nyer nk tunjuk pasu yg die bwat..
yg menariknyer..
pasu ni dr surat kabar..
aku pown xtaw cane die bwat..
skrg ni tgh active bwat pasu ni..
bgs la jgak..
krg2 ade gak activity berfaedah yg die wat kat umah 2..
klu x..membute je kejeny..
haha~