Tuesday, May 31, 2011

Gunung Kinabalu

Salam,

Yesterday I was walking and hanging around in Russian Language Department (while I was waiting for my class to start). Then, here came my friend, Meera Banu (an Indian FYI) walking in front of me, which is normal (takkan la merangkak depan aku kot). Somehow, I was so amazed when I saw she is wearing t-shirt Gunung Kinabalu with all the beautiful drawing of the mother nature. Yeah, not everyone is lucky enough to go Sabah and climb that Mount Kinabalu (tallest mountain in Malaysia). 

So, to express my amazement, then I spontaneously said "Wah, Meera Gunung Kinabalu !!!". Then, she turned back at me, and smile indicating like I said something wrong. Oh wait, AT THAT FREAKING TIME, I realized (Azly already started laughing at me bleh bleh bleh), I said it wrongly. I don't meant to say its her "Mount Kinabalu". Arghhhhhhhhh!!!!!! So, the point is, to all the girls out there, don't wear anything, any t-shirt written on then Mountain, Bukit, Gunung etc, because it can cause misunderstanding. Arghhh!!! 

And with that, in front of two other Muslims (Izzati and Nasyrah) here went on my new face, a freaking pervert. -.-"""""

Please, I tend to express what I see. And this time, it is totally wrong (although Meera accepted what I meant to her).

PLEASE !!!! 
=.=""""""""""""""""

salam.


Monday, May 30, 2011

Aziera

Salam,

First of all, saya ingin minta maaf ya Azie sebab semalam gua amatlah sibuk, nak cari-cari facebook ko lagi dah la lama. Although aku 150% yakin yang ko takkan baca entry ni, sebab blog ko pun entah mana, entah ko cuba lari dari semua orang ke apa ke, aku taktau dan tanak ambek tau, sebab depan aku ko adalah kawan yang baik.

kenapa bunyi macam emo jahat ni? -.-"

okeh, aku sebenarnya dah cuba nak wish kat ko. skype dah. entah ko dapat ke tak mesej tuh aku pun taktau, facebook pulak tanampak batang hidung ko dalam friend list aku, maybe ko dah remove plus block aku atas sebab-sebab yang aku sendiri taktau. fine, perempuan memang pelik-pelik -.-". anyway, yang penting exam IB ko dah habes kan? so bertambah tambah la enjoy ko nanti ye.. harap ko dapat fly ke negara selain Rusia -.-".

last words, selamat hari jadiiiiiiiiiiii to Aziera Ishak !!!

*awkward macam KD*

dah besar tak perlu hadiah la eh? hoho.

salam.

Friday, May 27, 2011

Riak aku bangga aku tak ada kaitan dengan kau

Salam, I've been living like hell of yeah right now, tired, non-stop-cursing-mouth, and plus night is not a night anymore because of the heat, no wind, no aircond in my house. So simply, yeah HELL. I know, don't babble at me about "Dude, Hell is pretty more torturing than what are you having now Dude". Sorry, talk to the hand yo, try to learn metaphor beach!

Anyway, since, I am so amazed with a the finest chef in the whole wide world, Chef Gordon Ramsay, the host for the Hell Kitchen (apparently reached season 8/9 right now) and Kitchen Nightmare. Plus, NOW, the famous one is Gordon Great Escape, which I would never thought that he had gone this far, I mean as far as in Malaysia right now. What I love about Gordon Ramsay is simple. His attitude defines his discipline on everything. If people aren't gonna judge people based on their words, the way they are saying thing, instead, just focusing on what they intend to tell you, giving opinions and improvising oneself always do gonna level you up, instead of we sitting on our cushion comfort place. So,, do watch Hell Kitchen, how he handles things. Tight discipline is what he implied.

So, the thing is, it remembers me to something. Its about my school time. Maybe most of you guys had a good school-day-time, but most of the guys not the girls, usually had terrible YET memorable school memories. It's my teacher (primary), he taught us mathematics. Simple one mistake, I may say, could kill us. And guess what, it's all been that way that shaped us into this bloody perfectionist.

Fuh, got to go, mengantuk already. salam.



Thursday, May 26, 2011

Trapped in the middle of something ?

Salam,

As I said, the bit of racism is about to explode. And it is still exploding. Not just racism, political unbalance with confusing facts and stuffs (right now, it's Lynas case, I don't know which one is true though). There is no right and wrong. No, no. There are rights and wrongs. Both sides, equally.  Like I said, my position is IM CONFUSED. Even about my racism thing, I'm a racist? I love to be friend with Chinese, Indians, and I do pay them a lot of respect, but when lots points, arguments, videos, talks, speeches, articles, bla bla, lies, craps, shit, jeez-panting, I think I'm confused.

Still, what I have to follow now is my religion, what does my religion says right, then it's right. Stop.

Actually, at first I'm not supposed to write this. Like always, mood can change quite fast (apparently as I touch my keyboard -.-")

*Lupa nak tulis apa tadi :S*
*Masih cuba mengingat*
*Tak ingat pulak*
*Flush kepada dalam tandas*
*Still tak ingat*
*Hah, ingat! Bab Makan La*

    Actually, I was so damn boring, plus, LAZY. Remember my second last post? I said like I'm now super-booster-powered-geared-coccaine-desperate-gedik-armed to study? Well, hell NO, I'm not. 3 hours after that entry I started to feel lazy. You know, every day the same phrase keeps repeating on and on and on. It's the effing "nanti pagi la, bangun awal study". You know what happens everyday, EVERY SINGLE DAY OKAY? is, I woke up late, moving my ass off to class quickly, and go ON with the flow (bacalah blog Aynn kalau nak tau go on with the flow ended where). Then, back from class, sleep. Before sleep I said "Nanti malam la study". In the end, yes I did study, but only for tomorrow classes. This SHIT has to be stopped !!! I'm a dependent guy. WAIT.

STOP SAYING THIS!

Why? I know, after 3 hours, I'll be shitted. I just can't study. Lord, why??????????????????????????????????????????? PAK CIK MU? PAK CIK MU AH?

and know I'm shitting myself on, like, yeah, blogging is shitting me on, ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!

This madness has to be stopped.

*sleep*

^.^

Salam.


Wednesday, May 25, 2011

waiting

salam,

one day, i was blog-walking. actually, it was not really a blog walking, coz' some of the blog writers (which are also my friends, well maybe at least in my friends list) posted their entry in home, which is not wrong. why do I make this sounds wrong ? -,-"". no, I mean, I don't know how to blog walking yadda yadda, but, when I bumped into one of the blog written by Sarah Salleh, there's link in my blog there on the right. I was so attracted to an entry titled as "why Malaysia is still a third-world country?". I don't know whether it is brilliant or not, depends on you guys who read it.*not judging anything*

but do read that entry. unexpectedly, she just measures Malaysia just by watching TV shows like House, Grey's Anatomy. I've got to admit that, she is totally true. Malaysia lack of educational-scientific-wtf stuffs. All malaysians think is movie with action, love, 1Malaysia, and sort of other things. It's not that bad, BUT, it's not that good either. Educational can't be that just stupid ass fact 24/7 for the whole show.

Look at the Big Bang Theory, a top comedy show in US. The facts that were said were all totally true based on physics, true theory, even biology. When Malaysia when instead of that KONGSI?

There one show called "Cinta Medik". There's no medic in there, it was just a frantic hospital background, artists with their stethotoscope on shoulders, that poof, it can be called as "Medic". Kecewa kecewa.

Cepat la eh producer, asyik-asyik Islamik je keje. Cuba buat medik plus islamik ke, kalau nak action tuh, buat yang macam movie lawan israel tuh. fuh, baru ada bran weh!!!

Monday, May 23, 2011

penat

assalamulaikum...

wah, sudah penat gamaknya badan aku ni. belum lagi ditorture untuk final exam tapi penatnya melebih-lebih. risau pulak ada pathogenesis yang berlaku dalam badan aku. namun begitu, paham sahajalah, selalunya tidur lambat sejak kebelakangan ni, kelas pulak awal-awal, and lama-lama. sakit lah macam ni kan. tapi nak buat macam mana, perjuangan (?) selaku seorang pelajar haruslah ditempuhi sekian hari. sakit lah macam ni, malas punya penyakit membuak buak, tapi ubatnya hanyalah satu paksaan, entah placebo entah tidak. 

teringat pulak semalam aku merepek jeeeeeee dengan kawan aku tuh. Dia punya impian. Baik punya, bukan beli kete labhoghini spider merah (hehehehe) tapi, impian untuk memenangi Anugerah Nobel. Fulamak kan, bukan senang satu paperwork or research untuk mendapat anugerah tersebut tuh. Idea senang jee: Buat pil untuk ubati malas. Fuh, punyalah merepek kan. NI gara-gara dulu la, zaman kite-kite kat sekolah dulu. Mak ayah (kecuali aku) selalu beli pil supplement untuk anak-anak diorang. Kononnya untuk kasi minda tajam, cerdas, insya-Allah. tapi, berkesan ke tak?

tiada benda dapat menjadi jalan pintas. makan pil jadi pandai takkan berlaku. Semua orang memerlukan usaha untuk mencap matlamat yang diingini. perlu banyak atau sikit, inilah soalnya. kekadang rasa macam ketidakadilan Tuhan, orang tuh senang pulak dapat markah itu ini, kita ni ha berhempus pulas minum nescafe minum nescafe campur dadah, minum air dadah terus pun ada, tak pulak dapat result tuh kan. Haish apa Tuhan aku nak ni? Tak adil lagi ke terhadap aku?

Episod Kegemilangan

   Aspek usaha sebenarnya paling dititikberatkan dalam agama, iaitu Islam. kalau jumpa muslim yang taktau nak berusaha, enjoy 24 jam, dia bukan mukmin, cumalah muslim (Islam atas nama). aku bukan apa, aku sendiri dah penat sepanjang beberapa tahun (13-14 tahun) aku belajar, aku tak pernah mendapat terbaik, tak pernah pulak dapat sesuatu yang aku ingini. usaha aku seolah-olah tidak cukup untuk berlawan dengan orang lain. tapi, pengakhirannya, aku nampak sesuatu. 

"jalan setapak ke hadapan lagi, di belakang ada 1000 tapak sudah aku lalui"

   bukan semudah itu untuk mencapai ke tahap ini. walaupun tahap ini tak lah setinggi mana, tapi masih, aku sudah jauh. perkataan 'penat' inipun dah tendang aku melelong jauh ke sini, apa lagi yang aku mahu penatkan? berhenti? tidak, kerana momentum dan synergy sudah berada di bawak tarsus-metatarsus-phalanges kedua-dua pes (latin: kaki) aku. 

exam tinggal beberapa minggu lagi. ya, aku tahu aku bodoh, aku tahu orang lain pandai, aku tahu ada 2-3 masalah dalam berdepan orang pandai, aku tahu yang aku sememangnya kosong. SEMUA AKU TAHU. tapi, tidakkah menggali ilmu itu berjihad? fi sabilillah lagi tuh. walaupun disegenap cerebralis aku cumalah cortex-cortex yang diam tiada renjatan, meh kali ni aku kasi renjatan untuk kau para tentera cortex-7-petala-lapisan di district occipitalis, di district temporalis, di district pre-centralis. KITA HARUS BEKERJA DEMI APA YANG KITA MAHU !!!!!!!

JOM!!!!



Salam.

Saturday, May 21, 2011

Video Hari Ituhhhh



Do I really need to write this out?

Salam,

If it does, I gonna write this tonight, right now. Pertama sekali, aku bukan racist. Ini merupakan ayat pertama dan highlight kepada entry ini. Maaf kalau ada yang terluka, mungkin ada yang akan mengubah perspektif aku segala macam pada malam ni, tapi yang pasti, aku tau apa yang aku buat, sebab ini adalah pendirian tegas aku, selaku umat Islam. Dan untuk pengetahuan pembaca yang tak seberapa yang aku ada (inikan diari aku, lain yang dijemput dikira penceroboh), sebenarnya, aku adalah Muslim (orang Islam) tapi aku bukan sepenuhnya Mukmin, kerana Iman aku amatlah senang dibolak-balikkan oleh emosi, jadi jangan senang-senang melabel aku selaku wakil agama aku, sebab anggaplah ini sebagai pendapat pribadi aku, selaku aku sendiri.

"fuck the peninsular!!!racist pricks…but don worry No government will ever stay in power forever!!God bless…stupid Malays..we will wipe u out soon enough!"- Anon 1


"South-East Asia (that include Islamic-populated oil-rich Malaysia, Southern Thailand, Mindanao of the Philippines, Indonesia and Brunei) must be saved, from the oil-hungry suspected alliance of Saudi-Muslim Brotherhood-Iran-Turkey’s Islamic grip (since their oil is diminishing!) – massive new oil & gas discovery in Borneo island especially. Thus is why they’re stealthily radicalizing through showering poor blind Muslim fools and the equally greedy rich Muslim fools with lots of money, in cash, or through mosque building (including in Hindu-dominated Bali through poor or bribed Javanese Muslim settlers) or infiltrating or setting up Islamic depts. in Universities and also pushing their many foot-soldiers including from Pakistani and Bangladeshi Muslims (where many are brought in as migrant workers) to seduce poor uneducated women particularly non-Muslim women, from the villages like in Borneo. Non-Arab Muslims especially used to be modern people in SEA must breakaway from these primitive or barbaric influences if they want to go back to being modern and civilized like in the mostly progressive Western world. Or completely abandoned Islam, where Islam is really about being SLAVES to savage Arabic Imperialism, where Islam is created by the Arabic PREDATORY Pedophile rapist, robber, slave-owner (including sexual slaves such as young Jewish captive girls), and mass murderer of the Jews, Mohammed!"- Anon 2 (Murtad)


Secara jujurnya, apa rasa anda bila anda dilabel sebagai racist, tetapi pada masa yang sama, yang bukan racist (tidak semestinya Cina, India, Sabahan, Sarawakian sahaja, Melayu pun ada benak hatinya macam Anon 2) pun mengancam agama aku. Gamaknya, apa sebenarnya motif definisi racist kau semua ha? Mungkin kau suka bila "layanan sama rata, biar azan tidak boleh berkumandang, biarkan orang nak memilih mahu keluar agama sesuka hati, suka bila Bible dibahasa-melayukan"? begitu?

Mengenai Bible, kitab suci orang Kristian. Kenapa perlu dimelayukan?ada perlu ke dimelayukan atau ada motif lain? mari sini kita tinjau. kebanyakan orang cina kristian, baca je dalam bahasa inggeris. bagaimana pula dengan orang native sabah sarawak? baca dalam bahasa melayu? TAK. ade je berkemampuan baca dalam bahasa Inggeris. dah tuh bahasa apa diorang tahu?

*tetiba ada orang pop up chat aku mintak maaf atas artikel yang dishared*

please, do consider others, or else, 13 May PASTI akan jadi kenyataan sekali lagi !!!!!

cakaplah aku racist, kafir, close-minded, ke apa, at least aku tahu mengenang budi dan aku berani mempertahankan agama aku dari diludah oleh darah daging aku, atau bukan darah daging aku.

salam.

Friday, May 20, 2011

Pengalaman Terbaik Sepanjang di Volgograd

Salam,

Dengan ini saya sukacitanya ingin memaklumkan bahawa, pada tarikh 20 May ini, saya mengisytiharkan Volgograd sebagai rumah kedua aku (my second home). Pengalaman yang sangat tidak dapat dilupakan, dan insya-Allah, akan berterusan hingga ke akhir tahun pengajian aku kat sini. Kepada yang suka study tak henti-henti, sila jangan jeles, atau paling kurang pun, jangan mengumpat aku dapat pergi Fizkulturnei Vecer atau Petang Jasmani (?). Terlampau banyak sangat acara hari ini, and plus memandang terdapat beberapa symptom seperti hari ini jugak aku kena amek test Biokem yang kedua tuh, and plus kelas Bahasa Rusia 4 jam (seriously boleh bunuh diri 4 jam) and plus kelas Microbes, sudah lebih daripada cukup untuk aku decide nak bunuh diri atau tak pada hari Jumaat ni. Selamatlah aku masih ada Iman dan Islam. Walaupun sedikit. Heh.

So, senang cakap, beginning of the day, semuanya start dengan penuh dukacita. Semua seolah-olah serba tidak menjadi, and and and, time rasa sangat lambat hari ni. Gila benci aku. Aku buat countdown time kelas, setiap saat aku perhatikan jeee, and KONFEMlah lambat kan, kalau asyik usha timer tuh jeee. Heish. Tapi, senang cakap aku tak suka hari Jumaat la, tak rileks langsung. Okeh, habes buat koloq Biokem, terus aku bergegas ke rumah, nak amek kamera la katakan. Bukan apa, bukan senang aku nak dapat benda free. Eh, aku tak cakap lagikan apa benda yang free kan? 

Macam ni, hari ada acara Petang Fizkultura tuh kan, so, dia menjemput kesemua students, baik Russians, baik zarubezhnii (international) yang mana contribute kepada university dalam memberi kemenangan dalam sukan atau acara non-academic kat universiti ni. So, since aku dalam team badminton, aku adalah sangat lucky untuk join acara yang pada mulanya (jujur ni, betul) aku ingat sekadar pergi, duduk, jumpa lecturer (prepodavatel) then out. Uihh, tersasar jauh, sebab aku tak expect pun ramai, and aku tak expect pun ferry/boat yang aku naik tuh, besar gedabak. So, tujuan kamera tadi (lari point sikit tadi) adalah nak tangkap gambar bersama prepodavatel aku, Misha (lelaki) namanya. Maklumlah, anak pertama dia sama birth date dengan aku (this year kot baru dapat anak XD ). Bangga bangga, bapak main badminton, mesti anak pun main nanti. Hee. Nama anak dia aku tak ingat. 

Tapi sesampainya aku kat sana (setelah penat berlari macam kena ligan anjing), dapat jugak aku naik kapal tuh. For free, makan free, sapa boleh tolak bep. Mula-mula cam dull, so aku assumed acara ni formal and sangat dull. Adalah lah penyampaian hadiah mula-mula, selang seli dengan nyanyian dari Russkii. I've got to admit this, keyakinan orang Rusia adalah sangat melonjak, kalau nak dicompare dengan Asian, itulah bezanya Rusia dengan Malaysia. Malaysian ada perasaan malu, especially Melayu. I mean kadang-kadang malu tak bertempat, bila ada time, malunya tak pulak datang, gedik sana sini, MEHHH. Russians adalah sangat berkeyakinan tinggi, and multi-talented. So, today aku pun pasang niat, aku kena tangkap gambar dengan perempuan muda Russki, at least sekali, since aku tak penah tangkap gambar ngan diorang lagi. Sedih okeh, rasa mcam stay kat negara orang, tapi macam buat hal sendiri je. So, that's it, kali ni aku akan beranikan diri, buang malu, biarlah nak merah mana pun telinga aku. Heh. 

Tapi adalah susah nak approach. BETOLLLLLL. Sebab semua pakai pakaian yang buat aku tergamam. Erkk, normal la orang Rusia sebegitu pemakaiannya. Nanti aku letak few gambar acara tuh. Gambar aku tak banyak sebenarnya, tapi, video banyak, sebab nanti aku nak letak dalam account you-tube aku. Hoh. Boringlah gambar-gambar, typical sangat. Hui hui, tak sabar tak sabar. And btw, aku tak letak gambar aku ngan orang Russki, adalah sangat awkward. I mean russkii perempuan. Nak ke tengok??? pfft. And (lupa pulak flow event) lepas jeeeee jamuan simple (makan cheese dengan roti dengan air kosong je, gamaknya, itulah makan ruji orang Russia, mana ada kompleks serving kat sini), terus ada party besar-besaran. Atas kapal. Macam-macam acara ada, semua seronok. Tapi aku malu lagi nak join. Maklumlah baru dengan budaya baru kat sini, tak nak pula terikut-ikut, tapi ingin tahu. Biasalah, bila melibatkan orang Russia, semuanya pasal tarian, dance, techno and of course tanpa batasan pergaulan, lelaki perempuan bebas. Nak marah? Itu dah memang budaya diorang. Kalau bergambar, diorang siap tarik tangan lagi. Macam normal gila benda-benda macam ni. Arak (tadi ade champaigne je) macam macam. Kalau nak 'cheers', diorang cakap "Joemsya!!!" (lebih kurang macam tuh la aku dengar). Haha, tahan gelak jugak aku tadi diorang lawan sape cakap JOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOEEEEEEEEEEEMMMMSYAAAAAAAAAA!!!!! paling panjang and kuat. Ktorang siap cakap dalam bahasa Cina lagi. Eh, btw aku tak minum, jangan risau, aku takut api neraka woh. 

Itulah sedikit sebanyak, memang aku happy hari ni akhirnya aku mengenal budaya muda orang Russia, di mana selama ini aku beranggapan kehidupan mereka cumalah lame, iyelah, tak macam Americans. Suka sangat sangat yang aku tahu orang Russia sangat friendly, cikgu-cikgu friendly and sangat sporting. Hehe. Terima kasih semua, spasiba fsemmmmmmmmmmm za zamechatelni vecer !!!!

p.s: jangan bangga dengan buat dosa
p.p.s: panas semakin membuak di kalangan orang bukan Melayu. Setiap orang ada limitnya bang, ye?
p.p.p.s: sila tontoni video dari Dr. Asri, di mana dalam tuh ada tetamu jemputan iaiti ex-rockers KamiKaze. Best dapat tahu bagaimana dia mendapat hidayah dari Allah. Subhanallah!

Okeh ini beberapa keping pictures:

Kolya (lelaki bersweater) adalah antara teammates badminton uni aku. Dia memang sangat suka bertegur dengan ktorang. Perhhhh, friendly jugak kan?

Dua orang ni adalah newbies dalam badminton. Diorang jenis gigih la bab-bab training ni. Badan yang kiri tuh macam gajah. Besar. BUkan besar gemok, tapi besar macam OGRE la. Viking punya olang lo!!!

Ini lah Misha atau nama betul dia Mikhail. Macam tak percaya kan dia baru dapat anak pertama kan? Tapi tulah culture orang Russia. It is a part of family planning.

some random chicks. haha.

Inilah yang Alan tergedik-gedik nak tangkap gambar tadi. Haha, sebab Alan tergedik-gedik, aku pun tergedik-gedik jugak tangkap gambar ngan dia. Haha, nak tengok? Blahhhh. Haha. Mak aku jee boleh tengok, kot kot boleh buat menantu (?). Tapi dia ni multi-talented okeh, dia adalah salah seorang pelajar Ruski yang cemerlang akademik, and PLUS pandai bab organizing. Dia pemenang kategori pelajar cemerlang dan multi-talented Volgograd (inter-uni). Sila respek sikit kat si comel ni ye? Dia punya suara sedap. Kalau datang Malaysia, sah sah la cahmpion.

Kononnya, pediatrician berjaya. Blueh.

Budak tuh mulanya aku nampak muram. Tapi lepas bergambar ngan ktorang berbanyak-banyak keping, dia sukeeeee la pulak. Takpe, asalkan ko comel ye budak. Besar2 jangan nak menari-nari sangat macam kakak-kakak ko atas kapal tu ha. Yang mamat russki tuh adalah ayah dia. Pakar hal emergency physiology. 

SILA CAKAP VOLGOGRAD CANTIK CEPATTTTTTTTTT !!!! Ni time sunset. =)
Motif aku is, tak korang perasan ke dia ni macam Dr. Cuddy dalam citer House tuh? heh.
Random chicks 2. (camera wong)
Anatolii. cikgu yang ajar aku filzkultura. Dia ni sometimes annoying, tapi sebenarnya dia baik, and dia adalah student friendly. students russki, especially pempuan sangat suka ngan dia. dia lawak okeh. sebab tuh kot. tadi saje dekat 10 pempuan keliling dia before ktorang berlepas naik atas kapal tu ha.


aku rasa dah kot. enjoy your weekend. Salam. =)











Thursday, May 19, 2011

SUSAH DAN SENANG

Salam. Entry yang kononnya akan menjadi entry emo. Sila jangan bukak, sila jangan bukak, jangan tekan link, tu baca snippet, atau cuba intip blog ni. Jangan okeh jangan jangan.

Okeh, mari kita mula emo kita untuk hari ini.

Sebenarnya aku takde benda pun nak emo. Cuma aku nak cakap aku penat hari ni. SANGAT PENAT OKEH. Sebab aku sendiri dalam proses mengubah kitaran Circadian aku sekarang. Fuh, susah weh susah. Subuh start awal, Isyak pulak lambat masuknya. Isyak pukul 11.05, Subuh pulak pukul 2.45 pagi. Fuh, timing kau bangun tidor lepas Magrib tuh memang kena cun, kalau tak, kau boleh miss Isya', and tak pepasal ko rasa ridiculously bersalah time sembahyang subuh. Since kelas aku semua awal-awal, tak macam kawan-kawan aku yang lain, macam Husaini or Naki yang kelas diorang start pukul 9 or maybe ade je 12, ini adalah amat mendengkikan aku. Iyelah, lepas bangun subuh or stay up habes-habes, boleh tido, then bangun lambat dengan jayanya bersama muka happy air liur meleleh taik mata sejembol depan aku bila aku balik kelas. Adalah benci okeh?????? That's why aku sangatlah benci si Nina dekanat tuh.

Ceh tak pepasal kan aku fitnah ini konspirasi Nina ala konspirasi dengki 9/11.

Ha cakap pasal fitnah, aku ada terbaca dalam satu blog ni. Haha, betol jugak ayat dia ni walaupun banyak je benda merepek dia cakap. Okeh, ayatnya berbunyi macam ini:

"Rosmah tak tutup aurat pun, kalau apa-apa hal, dia kena bertaubat, dosa dia dengan Allah je. Kau tu ha, kutuk, fitnah, maki hamun si Rosmah tuh, dosa kau lagi banyak (:. pahala Rosmah pun bertambah buta-buta), bila kau kutuk, kau kena minta maaf kat Rosmah, and kena bertaubat depan Allah. Mana la bagus ha?"

Lebih kurang macam tuh la. Alah, sapa dalam dunia ni mengaku Rosmah tuh baik, model Islamik Malaysia? Siapa siapa siapa? Aku pun tak. Tapi, ingatlah kutuk dia sesuka hati, yang sakit kita jugak ye, yang untung dia jugak sebenarnya. Betul, ada satu cerita zaman Rasulullah mengatakan bahawa, ada seorang wanita dia telah berzina, tetapi, disebabkan orang mengutuk, mengumpat dia baik punya, dia pun dapat tempat baik punya dalam neraka. Point aku is, bukan suruh korang pergi depan kawan korang buat benda kasi kawan korang menyampah, the thing is, jangan mengumpat tanpa ada asal usul. Senang cakap jangan mengumpat langsung la. Hish, ni nasihat untuk aku sekali bliyad, bukan nak tunding jari kat kau yang bertudung labuh eh. Ah, lupa pulak, kat sini pun tak terkecuali la abang-abang usrah ye? kita pun tak betul sangat, tapi sekadar menegur je.
Jangan panas pulak dengan guer. hehe.

Tadi, cakap pasal panas kan, aku memang panas habes la tadi. Dah la cuaca dah panas, dalam bas tuh panas berbahang-bahang, kalau bahang asmara takpe la, ni ha, bahang apa kau ade, baham harimau ade la. Nah, duduk dalam bas tuh, jujur aku cakap, aku macam kena kasi buta semua deria yang aku ada untuk sementara. Bau? Sekarang dah summer, so paham-paham la apa aroma yang keluar dari orang yang tak mandi. Penglihatan? Fuh, pun boleh paham kan, sekarang dah summer, memang tertonjol segala pelusuk retina aku ni ha. Kalau aku usha atas bumbung je la dapat menyelamatkan diri aku. Rasa?

Apa ko ingat aku jilat badan orang Rusia ni ke ha? Pervvvvvvvert.

Tadi ada trafik jam, walaupun aku tak paham punca trafik jam tuh, tapi memang seksa la tadi dengan letih-ness accumulated dalam aku punya erythrocyte ni ha. Memang tunggu masa jeeee aku nak kena heat stroke tadi. Okeh, bunyi exaggerate haram, tapi sumpah aku tak suka berdiri lama-lama, sebab tuh la dulu aku takpenah suka pengakap-pengakap-bomba-bomba ni semua.

Okeh aku nak mandi, tido sekarang. Salam.

P.s:  Panas, panas, panas, panas. 26 degree + silau milau
p.p.s: sila bukak blog Aynn, then baca artikel terbarunya, cambest pulak stalk blog dia. And bagi yang jiwang karat, anda bolehlah membaca sajak cedoknya dari Aiman Azlan. Sori aku tak feel sajak.


Monday, May 16, 2011

hari guru?

selamat hari guru kepada cikgu yang tidak bias. selamat hari guru. yang bias, pegi la main jauh2. atau nak aku cakap dalam ni?

Saturday, May 14, 2011

of water and sleep

Salam.

This is a short post since right now is 1.32 a.m. Okay. For your information, right now in volgograd, we've got no water. This is a total suffer. 2 days is already a disastrous. And I dont know how will I face tomorrow. Bloody bloody.

Today I didnt take any shower. Euuuwwww me please. Haha. I did take my bath. Only damp-shower. God, life without water really can kill you, even if I only cant take my bath. Really cant imagine if I'm facing Dajjal.

Okay, sleepy and got headache. Chow chow. Salam.

Friday, May 13, 2011

Of iPad 2 and Lecture

Salam,

It's so damn easy. So so so damn easy when times passed by, and yet everything is over. OVER OVER and OVER yeay. Yet, still, the cycle continues to repeat until 'the ultimate end'. God, please how can I talk about this? I mean, I already passed the microbiology test today, and I felt so super damn relieved, but super damn disappointed when I thought I can really answer the question, but still, I didn't manage to pull it off. I'm not trying to blame anyone over here, but it was 'should-blame-someone-condition' which really fits what I'm gonna talk here. Lol, educational system is Russia is freaking bias, that, anything can really happens, it could kill you, it could help you, it even could make us think that studies and academics only give us the meaning life is free. Like, it really depends on various unnecessary factor, like hormonal, number of your turn to answer, attitude of the students who answer before you, and others. All sorts of these things really affect your mark. Which is unnecessary, inaccurate, to a larger extent, affects your future. Nevertheless, the ONLY thing that I found so good in this system IS; when you finished your exam, you get your marks right on your face, get-ta-hell-out-of-the-exam-room, get over everything, and within 2 days, you can continue with your normal life. Ain't got no ranking here dude, no matter how stupid you are.

Ouh ouh Kapusta, tei li khochesh ya tebya polozhu v tvoi rtu etot 'coccos"?


Like me, I'm super happy. With a whole lots of bunches of smart people/friends/MARAstudents/ I bet, without ranks, we are the same. Lol. Why on earth am I lol-ing???? Wth wth wth.

So since, my blog isn't that private anymore, since there're other bloggers who visited here -.-". But still, there'll no rules, ain't got no rules bitch. I say what I wanna say. So, for today, nope. But, for blogspot, I hope you'll google this, and read this "Can you just please change this user-interface, can you make it moreeeee modern or it will just continuously will look like this notepad-crap. It's stupid. Bloody stupid". Please. Or I'll kill Rosmah.

*Dalam hati: tak mau cik nyah, muka ghopa antu raya dah*

Anyway, I'm thinking of buying an iPad. Seriously, I am. Not that I'm totally influenced by the Apple's commercial, but after much observation on the product, pondering about my laziness-pigginess (O.O), I think iPad do really suits me. Why why?

First, I'm biracial (?) or half-blooded retard. Half-engineer, and half-doctor. Since I took medicine, the possibility of me being a true doctor with awful fantastic fast handwriting, is 0.00001111%. So, my point is, I hate writing things down. Since my school time during those lectures, I didn't even write anything, and plus, I didn't even stare a glance at the lecture, except if it was from strict teachers. Why? It's not that lectures are bad, no, no no. But, I'm tired to write everything.

iPad, I've to sacrifice everything (money = everything) for you. You better be good, don't play play ah !!???


And with iPad, I can type those lecture notes. Especially in third year. I'm pretty sure those lecture notes are going to be my shits all over my table. I prefer to read something printed, plus, diagramatic. Writing on the iPad is sooooo smoooootthhh, there's no sound I'm typing while everyone is in silence writing their notes. I'm pretty sure about it. That's the first reason.

Second is, my classmates are really organizer-dependent-students. Seriously, not that it is bad, but, in any society we do really need someone to lead us, and the one who leads us also need something behind so that they can lead us. So, the situation is, usually I'm the initiator of something, e.g, making notes, discussions, study groups. Afterall, I'm here in that classroom for some particular reasons, and here are some of the obvious reasons. I should help them. We should step up as a team. Because, we are the future doctors, I'm not killing anyone for my marks. I'm not going to be smart myself, receiving red diploma myself, doing nothing but proud of myself while others are clapping over me. It's just making me look like a loser, or a dog who's bitting his frisbee. I'm not going to be that 'those' who fade themselves, hiding in the shadow, mind their own world, stabbing others, competing among each other for no reasons but just to show others their selfishness. iA I'm not.

That's why I moved, and yet there's a lot need to be done, as we as a team. I believe, 10A1 in SPM is nothing. Life is not a matter of 10A1 in SPM. Okay, I'd lost my point. Where am I again??

Ah, that iPad can help us, to interact with our teacher in teaching with proper material. Luckily I have this slow-processing-brain. My brain yet is a very damn stupid, but I've to find a way to make this stupidity to turn  other info into something 'stupid' so that I can understand it stupidly (easily). It's like teaching kids 1+2 = 3 by using some other method like, 2 fruits - 1 fruit - 1 fruit left. That's it.



Okay, GTG, so damn mengantuk. Salam.

Wednesday, May 11, 2011

Happy Teachers Day

Salam.

I have a study group in the next 45 minutes, so yeah, this is gonna be a very super quick post. First of all, I hate stats. It's always being a shit in front of me when I'm crossing over the road. Dang, so right now I can't stalk anybody else's blogs, as they can know who's reading their blog. Since my tech-info is so dumbass stupid, so I don't know how could I prevent this. -.-"

I will never stalk other's blogs ever again. Ever and EVER AGAIN! using my ID...

Anyway, today is a bad day, (and the ranting starts), I forgot to bring my jacket, and it was damn cold when I was walking to the bus station, then, what I liked (?) is when I'm going back home, FFFFFUUUUU, it was raining. HEAVILY. And I've got to go back home and clean up my place which is in total mess. Since I know Mariah Carey song "I can make it through the rain...", I think I do really can make it through the rain, although that's not what Mariah Carey tried to deliver in her song. Lol. So, I ran, and what did I get?

Wet shoes, wet pants, and wet jersey (which I still wearing it right now -.-""")

I'm a periodic cleaner. I don't clean up my place for a week (6 days approximately). My general cleaning day is on Sunday. Urgh. No point, no point, what the hell am I babbling????!!!

Okay, I should write about my teachers. Ouh, teachers, you're my inspirational ideas, like a moon in the sky, like the sea that eats on Tokyo (?). Sorry. No. That's not my way of writing about teachers. Here's the truth....

          Among all occupations, works in this world, the most powerful field is teacher. Not all people can be a teacher. A great teacher. That's why we tend to judge which teacher is the best, and which teacher isn't. It was back then during the school times. So do in here in Russia. But I bet they don't celebrate Teachers Day. All my life, I always had problems with my teacher. And most of it involved my discipline. Seriously? Yes, I was a big headed retard who always think that I'm right. If it is obviously wrong, then I'll give up. And I'm totally very sensitive with my marks, and my exams. Any injustice that I think I deserved, I would fight for it. Even if, it would make the teachers sad, angry with me, I don't give a fucking damn about it. That was me, back then. Yet, I'm still like that in here, but, in here, everything is about lecturer, they can make you fail, like the red marker, is always at the tip of your glabella to write "YOU SUCKS!". So, I prefer to shut my damn mouth off.

But, most of the teachers, that I quarreled, were after that like, so good to me. It's like they knew how to control me, my behavior. And after that, they did always know me for my ego, but back then, they told me that, it was a good ego. Which puzzled me off. Am I supposed to do that to them?

Here's the thing. I'm a hardworker, iA, if that's don't indicate that I riak. Yes, I did angry with them, but, deeply, they do understand how much it really meant to me about that marks, because I worked hard for it. It's not even that I did everything myself, but, I did visit them, to get some extra questions, and asked what is right to do, how to do, what is wrong to, why it is wrong, and all sort of questions that I asked. I have a target. Yes, we DO.

But, sincerely, I'm not gonna be here, it was not because of the teachers. All teachers. Not that just from MRSM Langkawi, but my teachers back then in SKPT. I really owed them really much. They taught me basics, although solving so stupid questions, easy math, easy typical kampung essay, but it is THESE BASICS that shaped me, made me survive those other 5 years in Secondary Schools.

P.s: If you wanna be a great teacher with lots of deeds (pahala), just be a kindergarten teacher, or Standard 1 teacher. Teach them ABC. They'll use it till the rest of their life, and imagine, HOW CAN I WRITE THIS ENTRY if I didn't even learn about alphabet. Right right right?

Nanti nak ajar anak ABC dulu sebelum cikgu. Sorry cikgu eh? Pahala lu dapat kat gua dulu. HAHA. Just kidding. No way am I'm going to marry a teacher, I supposed. I'm a rubbish, do everything not systematically. Heh.

K Happy Teachers Day uols !!!!! (gedik habeh pakai 'uols')

Enjoy the vids from the Victory Day of Mother Russia:


Salam.

Sunday, May 8, 2011

Life and Musics

They do rhyme together, aren't they?

Salam w.b.t

Sorry that I didn't have any post regarding the Mother's Day. Hell no, I'm not posting about my mother. Because it's cliche, really. Anyway, I just realized that, we can add 'location' when posting an entry. Still, I can't find anything written on that entry about where did I blogged this. Haha. Anyway, writing in English seriously doesn't make me sound funny. So do in Malays. Except in Gedik-gilew-Malays. If write in Malays, I tend to say something sounds so SPM-essay, like I'm giving a speech or telling a fact why-Durian-is-the-most-delicious-thing-on-Earth-essay in exam. Dem, suddenly I miss Durian. Seriously, if I see any Durians sold in here, I would by them, even if it is MYR 100 each. I would buy them all. 

Of course that's a lie. I rather eat McDonald rahter than Durians priced MYR 100. It's logic dude, think THINK !!

Actually I have no idea what to blog. Merely it's because I'm boring right now, and just write out all my rants in here, without realizing anything that I write, like I'm writing continuously without brain. My fingers are moving. OMG it's so freakingggggggg me out. GILOS KO GAPO NATE NI?! I've got no rants, so shuuh shuh don't read this. Seriously don't read this. Why can't I sleep? Tomorrow I'm heading to Russian Victory Day. Not that I'm so into parade and kawad stuffs, but I'm going out to record some vids. Flowers and beautiful Russian girls. Hehe. What a pervert. No, something it's so excited when I finally know how to record in HD. I mean yeah, seriously HD. But HD is such painful in the ass. For 8 minutes video, you've to wait for 1 hour to upload the video on Youtube. And how long could it be when I uploaded it on Facebook? 3 hours. Yeah, 3 hours wasn't worth of my wait. 3 hours waiting, watching Kamen Rider. 

Sigh, if only I have a girlfriend, who I can talk to for about 5 hours straight talking nothing like "what did you eat today" and "I took bath using my shampoo". Sigh sigh sigh. I'm tired of bullying my cats, pinching their nose, and saw their eyes glimmering, then I thought Naomi was crying, and so I felt so guilty that I cried too (?). Seriously, I'm not a guy yet, coz' I'm so emo, even the girls aren't as emo as I am. Seriously. Crying is good, but it's hard when it comes to when I'm praying, it just feels so plain. Plain. Maybe praying in the dark should do the crying stuffs. But still, I'm afraid of the ghosts. -.-". Ouh ouh ouh, especially when I finished watching this move titled "Death Bell". It was so scary, though I didn't scream since it's not a ghost movie, but a murder movie, so yeah, I'm not screaming. Afterall, I just afraid, and be a coward like a hell-yeah when it comes to Malays ghost. Even Mak Limah can scare me off. 

Don't marry me if you afraid of ghost too. 

Still I couldn't understand why father is so brave with this thing. Ouh, korean girl in that movie is so cute. But that's it. Did you ever feel like, when you were hearing and enjoying songs in your MP3, your mood is like totally depending on what song that is playing. Like, if it is a happy-like song, you'd be like smiling, and then when it comes to sad-song, you would be like PMS-like-face; songs really define your mood instantly. The exact truth is, some songs couldn't do it. The songs that can do it if, the songs are like relate something or someone in your life with the lyrics or the musics rhyme with your life's melody- then the songs will work on your mood swings. Maybe it only works on me though. 

Ahah, actually I was about to share something, it's kinda interesting. It's about hypocrisy that defines most of the people, including me. It was written by Aynn Nabila Ruslan, click here. And please do close the musics if  they annoy you. It annoys me though, haha, no offence Aynn. I did it to all the blogs who put background songs in their blog. There's one truth that smacks me down, I'm a hypocrite. Seriously I am. But, when it comes to cursing, with bad words and stuffs, I do not not-cursing in my blog. I do always curse in my blog. Haha. This blog isn't a blog to dakwah others, but, this is where I release those unbearable-heart-throbbing-mind-blow-emo-ing-tears of me. Here, no where else. And the only readers that I pretty sure who read my posts is the Anon 1 and Anon 2, and Khaddy. That's all. No one else. Particularly, there's no guy that I know, knows my blog. Except Maherilham, it was my mistake to display my blogs list in my profile. Now, don't. 

I don't know what to write. Should I continue making videos, coz' life's getting busy right now, with exams, tests and stuffs ahead next week. I don't know if it's you, but, as for me, when I'm this busy with studies especially, I just knew for sho' that I wanna do this and that after the exam. Blueh, when the exams finished, I feel damn lost, like, damn boring that I don't know what to do. Like now. Though I've lots of thing to do, still I do-don't-know (buat donow (??))

I think that's all. Excuse me for my stupid grammar. I don't think about grammar at all. So yeah, don't call me stupid in Grammar, it's because I'm a fatty-piggy-lazy enough to correct them all. So it's common to see missing words in my entry, typo and stuffs. 

Yeah I'm clumsy, SO DON'T MARRY ME!!!

But I wanna get marry. Sooner. After 24 years. The earliest age that I can marry. Not that I want to. But, destined to. Owh, I hate being fat, not handsome, not K-POP or 24/7 guy, stupid, lampi (slow pick up), hardcore curser, girls-phobia/selectivism. Ouh, now that you guys get why there's no muslimah in my videos. Because I can't talk to them. Only few of them that I can talk to. Even that requires time to make me fit in. What douche. Ouh, another thing, I'm a douche bag. 

=). gts (got to sleep). Salam wbt.

Dont forget to subscribe to my youtube channel here here here and here. I'm way gonna go into videos right now as photos are so typical in Malaysia.

Of Kirovsky Day and BBQ

Salam.

Still keep updating about what happened today. Me. Ourm, today nothing happened really. I mean like, if something happened, surely you can guess by reading my title. If I said nothing happened, that means, nothing really happened which could cause me emo-ing aroung here. Seriously, that's my definition of 'something' happened. Take note, write it on your textbook, notebook, reminder, or even you can make a tattoo so that you can remind you about that fact. Exaggerate !!!

Anyway, today I was supposed to participate in Azan competition. And, as lazy as a pig, I woke up late and couldn't manage to arrive there on time. At first moment when I woke up, I just felt like it was 7 a.m, sadly it was 9.20 a.m, dang! I was late for about 1 hour and 20 minutes. Dang dang dang !!! Gotta be calm for myself though I'm feeling kinda guilty. Subuh nowadays is becoming harder and harder with those time keep getting earlier and earlier like subuh is around 3 a.m. So right now, I'm sleeping late at night, wishing I could solat Subuh. Wth wth wth.

Kirovsky Day was fine. Yeah fine, in a nutshell that's all I can say. Wait. I continue later. I'm watching Kamen Rider Ryuki right now. =)

Okeh ini video Kirovsky. Penat tunggu dia processing semalam. -.-" So chillax and enjoy. GTG ada projek.



Friday, May 6, 2011

Projek

Dalam misi menyediakan platform ilmiah budak-budak medik agar tidak kedekut ilmu, nota, dan sebagainya.

Projek Baitul Hikmah in collaboration with Avicenna Campaign

iA

Wednesday, May 4, 2011

satu ayat

shempoi baq ang!

baru aku paham penangians memang cool habehhsssssss!!!!

SHEMPOI BAQ ANG!!!

Monday, May 2, 2011

Of Melayu and Future

Salam,
Memandangkan dua hari rasanya tidak berblog, jadi ni akan jadi entri yang agak besar dan agak progresif sedikit. Mungkin. Tapi, beberapa update tentang apa yang sedang berlaku sekarang.

1. Osana Bin Laden meninggal dunia. Sebuah karakter rekaan US yang sudah lama minda Muslim nyahbuangkan dari minda masing-masing.
2. Semalam tidak berblog sebab pergi ke usrah mega bersama senior dan junior lain bertempat di rumah Syukri. Komen: superb. Ada intipati yang jelas, cuma perlu kurangkan sikit semangat 'hijau' tuh. Nak dakwah ke nak berpolitik? Tapi seriously, adalah sangay seronok.
3. Berjaya memujuk Suffian untuk turun exercise petang tadi untuk bermain badminton. See, badminton adalah fleksibel dan sukan yang ringan lagi seronok untuk semua.
4. Dan terselouh kaki sampai tak boleh tidur sekarang, so blog lah untuk mengantukkan diri ni.
5. Menjadi hantu kasut sebab banyak sangat kasut dekat rumah ni. Apa nak jadi ni?

Salam sekali lagi.

Aku mengaku aku memang orang Melayu. Seorang orang Melayu yang sangat tipikal. Muka, rambut, cara percakapan, ketidakfasihan dalam bertutur dalam bahasa Inggeris. Namun kesemua ini secara umumnya semakin berbeza antara individu, mungkin ada gunanya juga Teori Darwin mengenai evolusi manusia, sebab banyak sangat pulak orang Melayu berkacuk-kacuk sekarang, atau modernnya dikenali sebagai Pan-Asia. Physically, ya kita berbeza secara generalnya.

Namun ada satu gene dalam diri kita yang mengalir ke bawah atau downstream dari satu keturunan ke satu keturunan. Aku mengaku aku ada, kenapa tidak anda? Sifat atau perangai konpetitif tidak sihat. Pada mulanya, time aku dekat bangku sekolah rendah dulu, perasaan ingin-jadi-terbaik la memajukan diri. Sampai ke sekolah menengah pun. Prinsip? Mengenepikan orang lain, usaha diri sendiri sudah; Orang minta tolong, bukan kita offer pertolongan. Itulah senario yang aku nampak sewaktu di sekolah dulu. Masing-masing bersaing. Nak berjaya la katakan. Aku buat jugak, tak perlu nak tunding-tunding jari.

Persoalannya: Sampai bila?

Secara intrinsic, sebenarnya ini juga adalah kategori 'hasad dengki' yang nampak macam baik pada normanya. Tapi, hakikatnya sampai bila? Sampai dah bekerja? Ada anak bini? Sampai dapat bolot 97% harta kekayaan dunia? Aku bukan nak pandai berkata-kata, cuma menyatakan satu pendapat yang dapat merubah sistem sosiologi komuniti Melayu. Bukan orang lain, bangsa aku juga. Memajukan bangsa sendiri adalah bukan racism. Jadi, cukup-cukuplah semangat 'persaingan sihat' kita tuh. Kita semua bakal doktor, Islam lagi tuh, yet mana kontribusi kita? Alasan kecil: Macam mana nak ada kontribusi kalau masing-masing buat nota, ada ilmu tambahan tapi masing-masing simpan dalam diari masing-masing? Sepaling ikhlas yang aku nampak, sebar-sebar dalam group sendiri. Hilang mana semangat Islam kau semua? Bukan ke kau semua yang bersemangat hal-hal bina masjid? Masjid memang keutamaan, tapi bagaimana pula denga other side kau semua bila tiada satu pun inisiatif untuk menghidupkan suasana khalifah dulu yakni dengan membina Baitul Hikmah kita sendiri di sini?

Apa kesan kau tinggal di sini?
Bina Masjid?
Yet bukan Muslim still memandang kita sebagai orang Islam hanya tau beragama tapi sentimen dunia tiada. Or mungkin orang Islam hanya melabel dunia adalah sekadar minum arak, wanita cantik, fesyen show Rosmah, Grammy Award dan Illuminati?

Menjadi seorang Muslim, sepanjang yang aku lihat tiada lagi golongan agama-agama cuba mempelbagaikan usaha berkenaan pengembangan ilmu-ilmu sains. Mana hilangnya tafsir kita?

Pernah aku tertanya-tanya semalam mengenai persoalan dalam mega usrah: Apakah sebaik-baik ilmu?
Jawapan tepat yang diberikan oleh speaker: ilmu keagamaan.

Benarkah tepat?
Memandangkan begitu ramai, tambah pula dengan ilmu agama dalam diri ini tak sampai 0.0000001%, lebih baik aku berdiam diri. Cuma aku mempersoalkan, benarkah agama semata-mata? Bagi aku sebaik-baik ilmu adalah segala ilmu yang saintifik ditambah pula dengan ilmu agama yakni ilmu yang mendekatkan diri kepada Tuhan. Itulah sebaik-baik ilmu. Bukan percaya Tuhan buta-buta.

Sebab itulah aku tak pernah hairan, yet amat kecewa bila orang alimi dalam hal-hal agama khusunya di Malaysia kerap kali mengeluarkan statement seperti "Lihatlah pokok, bintang, lautan yang Allah ciptakan, betapa hebatnya kuasa Maha Agung". Mana unsur menyeru kita mengkaji kesemua perkara ini? Tak hairanlah kalau kesemua ilmu ini jatuh ke tangan orang bukan Islam. Sebab Islam yang aku lihat sekarang lebih kepada kepercayaan total buta-buta, bukan sifat inkuiri untuk mengenal siapa Allah pada perspektif yang mendalam.

Renungkanlah Hafidz!

Salam.

P/s: terima kasih untuk slah seorang commentator dalam blog ini yang kasi link ceramah Nouman Ali Khan: Ego and Islam. Ceramah yang sangat sangat berguna.

Sunday, May 1, 2011

I can't make my own decisions
Or make any with precision
Well maybe you should tie me up
So I don't go where you don't want me
You say that I've been changing
That I'm not just simply aging
Well how could that be logical?
Just keep on craming ideas down my throat
Woah

You don't have to believe me
But the way I, way I see it
Next time you point a finger I might have to
bend it back
And break it, break it off
Next time you point a finger I'll point you to
the mirror

If Gods the game that you're playing
Well we must get more aquainted
Because it has to be so lonely to be the only
one who's holy
It's just my humble opinion but it's one that I
believe in
You don't deserve a point of view
If the only thing you see is you
Woah

You don't have to believe me
But the way I, way I see it
[ From: http://www.elyrics.net/read/p/paramore-lyrics/playing-god-lyrics.html ]
Next time you point a finger I might have to
bend it back
Or break it, break it off
Next time you point a finger I'll point you to
the mirror

This is the last second chance
(I'll point you to the mirror)
I'm half as good as it gets
(I'll point you to the mirror)
I'm on both sides of the fence
(I'll point you to the mirror)
Without a hint of regret I'll hold you to it

I know you don't believe me
But the way I, way I see it
Next time you point a finger I might have to
bend it back
Or break it, break it off
Next time you point a finger I'll point you to
the mirror

I know you won't believe me
But the way I, way I see it
Next time you point a finger I might have to
bend it back
Or break it, break it off
Next time you point a finger I'll point you to
the mirror.
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