Si Bodoh Yang Kaya

oh ya, jangan xpercaya orang bodoh pun boleh pakai kereta mahal weh. kia Sentral pulak tu...nasib baik die xpakai Mercedez baru. Kejadian ni baru je berlaku tadi sbab saya baru balik dari Shah Alam men-interview seseorang yang berpangkat Datuk walaupun saya tidaklah mengambik course wawancara nih.

Nak dijadikan cerita, lepas interview singgahlah kejap di Tesco Shah Alam then berpusing2lah saye mencari tempat parking moto. Sekali pusing xjumpa..ingatkan parking moto xwujud..almaklumlah orang di seksyen 13 sane2 tu semuanya kaya..kenapa nak letak parking motor kan?Lainlah kalau sume orang pakai Aprillia Ninja.

Pusingan kedua barulah jumpa. Patutlah xjumpa mula2 tadi..rupanya terselindung di sebalik kereta. Haktuihhh...x ade sivik betol la pemilik kereta tu. Xreti baca ke memang buta huruf xtau itu tempat letak motor. Taulah kereta tu kenderaan bermotor, tapi itu tempat motosikal!!bukan keretasikal!!ngek sungguh

Nak kata buta huruf pun xbolelah sebab ada lesen (mungkin). Mana mungkin dapat lesen kalau buta huruf?
Haa pembaca sekalian sila lihat gambar di atas..kiri tu motor saya yang kacak. Di kanan pulak tengoklah puas2 nombor plat tu. Mungkin sedara2 anda yang punya. Nasiblah..ada aku kisah?

Menu Orang Bujang

Haaii bertemu lagi kita dalam rancangan masak-masak bersama Chef ARC.. Kali ni saya nak menunjukkan anda semua, cik akak2 dan abang2 yang terbungkang depan skrin komputer tu bagaimana hendak menyediakan makanan. Menu ni sangatlah senang, sesiapa pun boleh buat asalkan kemahuan tu ade ye hadirin sekalian. Orang melayu kata apa tu? Di mana ada kemahuan disitu ada jalan. Ya tepat sekali. Kalau buat resipi ni tapi tak jadi, maknanya bukan mausialah korang ni. Munyit kot.

Jadi tanpa membuang masa saya bagitaulah ye apa
bahan-bahan yang diperlukan

1 kotak kurma Yusof Taiyoob
1 mangkuk kunyit
3 kg daging lembu
1 sudu garam yang dicampur dengan gula
Alatan memasak (xkan nak memasak guna kaki ye x?)
RM10
Cara-cara penyediaan:

1.Ambil kurma Yusuf Taiyoob tadi dan sedekahkan kepada rakan-rakan anda yang mungkin xpernah makan kurma
2. Simpan kunyit tadi ataupun berikan sahaja kepada mak anda untuk dibuat ikan goreng bersama cili. aum2
3.Daging lembu tadi sila masukkan ke dalam peti sejuk untuk menu di lain hari
4.Garam yang dicampur hendaklah dibuang saja sebab telah bercampur
5. Ambil RM10, pergi ke rumah rakan-rakan anda dan kirimlah pada mereka untuk dapatkan makanan malam anda.

Bentuk hidangan cadangan :

SELAMAT MENCUBA!!
kehkehkeh

Hidup Hanya Sebentar

You know what this picture is about. The sadness and grief we have endured for the past week might be unbearable but we managed to cope with it, successfully.

As you can see from the picture, that is a picture of my deceased friend whom passed away last Sunday. We were all very sad and I know, some of you will be terrified for me posting his dead photo on my blog. The truth is,

the deceased was alive hahaha. He wasn't dead because we were only doing practical exercise on how to manage the dead; from bathing it, to burying. The program, which was organized by UNITEN PPOU students with collaboration of PPIP UNITEN, was a great success where everyone enjoyed the benefit of knowing all that kind of stuff. Not only on how to manage the deceased, but also knowledge on prayers and such.

This kind of knowledge is very important especially for us who are going to study abroad next year because death happens. =/

Do you know that you can't look at the deceased private areas?
Do you know how to bathe the deceased?
Do you know how to clothe the deceased after it got bathed?
Do you know how to pray upon the deceased?
Do you know what is qarin and badi?
Do you know what it takes to pray upon the deceased?
Do you know what talkin is and how it is done?

Yes, some of you don't. We were. That's why we made that program =)

Violence

Today I learn something very important from my dean, my AIBOB underground community peers, and a blog post. It might sounds too late for me to post on this matter but it's ok since the intention is there. Better than none, right?

This time, I'm putting my concern on the three years old child who has been abused and killed by her stepfather. To make it worse, the mom, the genetically-related mom of the poor girl, was trying to protect the man instead of reporting the act to the authority.

What good does it make to you?

Are you proud enough of your husband which is an immigrant, for being in cahoot to kill your own blood and flesh? Where is the sense of humanity.

I feel sick, sad, depressed, only to think about this. Maybe they aren't human at all

On a different case, a standard 6 girl was found dead-raped in a sack at Penang. The deceased was found tied and blindfolded with masking tape. The uniform's skirt was uplifted and the body is covered in mud.

She was raped

She was abused

She has my sympathy.

aummmm

Last Sunday, my friends and I, the PPOU crews were on our mission to help the community and the environment, which was a trip to zoo. =D

It wasn't a normal trip where you buy a RM8 ticket for adult and rm4 for kids, but it was a service, I mean, a volunteering service to the zoo authority in helping them by any means.

Here are some pictures taken during that day. Not much of them because the cages are strictly non-camera site

My beloved friends

The aftermath of sandwich-making =D

Listening to briefing

This heavy basterd is called BALAK.

The men are exceptionally exhausted that day because we have to carry, lift, and rearrange all those big trees, and we carried them over to the tiger's exhibition area. If you ever go to Zoo Negara, please visit the tiger's exhibition area and you will see our decoration there (which feels like 1 ton heavy!)

We were tired but yet, we are happy.

Food rain

One day you will be standing on a regular pavement and come across regular by-passers. But what if on that particular day, which might be any day, when you see in the sky, there are loads of chicken wing, lasagna, pancakes or even ice cream scoops coming down?

Free food, that is what it is.

If I ever encounter that phenomenon, I will be very thankful to God for saving me from the dreadful working life to pay my mortgage (maybe rent), and food expenses. Oh yes, I will be a lazy bastard.
Who would decline free food?Especially Malaysians; seriously now, who would?

That is what I realized today when I watched this awesome movie with my girlfriend XXXX. We had a great time together and we laughed throughout the cute yet humorous animation. There were a lot of moral values and the movie itself, is worth a watching.


Summarizing it all, I'm very happy today even after having an unbearable period of night meeting just now.

Bonne nuit

A Confession: I am an addict

Before I realize it, I am already an addict at a very young age of 20. I have never thought that I will turn to be the person I am now. I crave for that thing, my resistance to the temptation is futile and almost all the time I will end up by indulging myself into the intoxication of addiction caused by this:


Oh yes, this is not a mere addiction. Not to drugs and not to sex, far-fetched from alcohol. This thing is called gamelan and since my first class in UNITEN, I have always fallen in love with it. I like the way it sounds and the way we produce the sound.

A mere hitting to the dishes (called bonang) will produce an unbearable sound - more to awful. The uniqueness of this instrument is that the notes go in opposite way. If you notice the dishes come in 2 rows; one in top and another below it. The one which I played last time during our training, it starts with "1" from the right side of top corner and the same note also starts from left side, in the bottom row.

My point is, you need to have the ability to think in two opposite ways to do a performance with bonang. It is a daunting challenge for me to perform this with friends during our graduation night 2 weeks from now.

Other than that, I have been listening to gamelan songs since afternoon today. It really gets into my veins and for all I know, I'm not finding a cure for this addiction. =)

Oh 1 more, I am a noob. Should you have queries or intention to have gamelan performance or classes or anything related to it, please contact my master here (link)

http://www.themalaygamelan.viviti.com/

As The End Is Near

It is barely 3 weeks left for me and my coursemates in UNITEN. We had lots of shared moments; happy and sad. Almost everyone now is already determined to make their own way. Well, at least we know that we are either going to Australia or New Zealand and it is not like before, when US gave us a false hope.

Let alone that matter as it is not that important. The important thing is now that I am going to pursue my study in Psychology. Yes dude, it is true and your ear isn't deaf at all. - I'm going to Victoria University of Wellington and has already got a conditional offer for that. Well, the only thing to change the condition of that offer is that I must complete my study here in UNITEN in the first place, which is going to be another 3 weeks painstaking task.

I believe that humans endurance is not that great at all and we all have our own limit. Sometimes I bursted into anger when I couldn't hold it and always, my Facebook status has been the victim.

I have always been very busy - a reason why I'm so lazy to update this blog.

I don't even know what to type here anymore

I am actually in grief.
Why?

Quoting the letter I received last night:
" Dear 2010 Applicant Thank you for your application for a place in our Halls of Residence for 2010. Due to the number of applications we have received, we are not able to offer you a place immediately in your first and second choice halls. We are hopeful that, by the start of the 2010 academic year in February, we will be able to offer everyone who wants to come to Victoria University a place in one of our halls. Your application is currently on our general waiting list. If a student decides not to accept a place offered to them, applicants on the waiting list are considered. This process is on-going and selections are made by the halls from the waiting list to retain a balance of residents in their community."

Guys, I don't get the place to stay. Should I live below some bridge there?haha. No. I believe that the chance will come soon. I'm a lucky man.