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Situasi 1 Encik-saya-tak-kenai: Din, anak pempuan hang yang kecik tu belajaq mana? Ayah: Oh, yang tu duk mengaji kat Ostolio (Australia) Encik-saya-tak-kenai: Hang buleh biaq anak hang mengaji sekolah-tempat orang kapiaq (kafir)! Situasi 2 Seorang bapa sanggup membiarkan anak-anaknya tidak bersekolah. Alasan, tidak punya cukup wang untuk membayar yuran sekolah bukan kerajaan. Apabila ditanya mengapa tidak dihantar ke sekolah kebangsaan, katanya… “tu sekolah sekular, sekolah kapiaq!” Situasi 3 “Anak aku takpa, mengaji sekolah blajaq tauhid-feqah sudah, besaq esok dia ambik alih bisnes aku saja, dpd dok p skolah kerajaan” – sekolah tersebut tidak langsung menyediakan mata pelajaran akademik seperti matematik, sains, bahasa inggeris dll. Before I proceed, I would like to state that I’m neither pro or against any political movement… I’m writing my personal views; my thoughts are generated through my observations and others opinion. And if I were to really write about this, we...

It’s ringing in my head! I blame this on my dearest sister… Don’t feed me with that song anymore… I really feel like flying to the moon right now… gah! Anyway. Thanks heap for lending me your broadband, I owe you much! Yes…. I’m so orang tua… I listen to classical songs… I listen to light.fm most of the time and sometimes to klasik.fm too... I listen to SM Salim and Ramli Sarip… P Ramlee, once in a while… I love channel no 555-History Channel (someone calls it channel takdak kaler)… Baju kurung is at the top of my fashion list (though I don’t wear it very often back in Melbourne)… oh and I wear a pair of grandma-glasses (my brother once call this sort of glasses spek-budak-sekolah-jahat-zaman-dulu)… I love classical books, be it Malay or English (though sometimes I do find them difficult to understand)… I read history books… I fancy and adore 19th century arts and architecture… I prefer pucuk paku (pucuk paku orang panggil apa dalam english?) rather than taugeh (bean sprout)!..hehe...

A few days ago, I had a conversation with my sister regarding ‘regrets’. Yes, regrets… my sister and I, we always talk about pretty much everything… odd as it might sound; I suppose it’s quite a normal topic for us. As I reflect about my life, I find that I don’t have that many regrets to mention, except one… one thing that keeps bothering me on and on. Before I go any further, I would like to state that, though this might appear a bit shameful to some, I don’t mind sharing… else, I won’t write… I wrote about this before and I’m writing about it now… Something I’ve always wished for since I don’t know when is to be very good in English and Arabic and I regret not taking learning these two languages seriously when I was little. I learned Arabic for 3 years when I was in SMKA. I wasn’t very excellent but I did quite well I would say. But since I left for Sek Sains… That’s just it… Last 2 years, I had an online tutor, a Yemeni Arab who is studying in Malaysia. But it’s quite tough t...

I'm not entirely sure how to voice my concern over the issue of using the word 'Allah' by non-muslims... when I heard of this issue about 3 years ago,I thought it was just another cheap polemic... but what it has lead us to today is very devastating... first of all, I would like to clarify that I'm neither supporting nor discouraging... Many scholars, politicians and writers had responded to this issue very well... yet, I strongly condemn the latest churches bombing incidents... well, be it a conspiracy, political play or a mere polemic... violence is not an option... I don't know who the hell did such... but that was barbaric, very-very barbaric... people, can't we just use a little bit of wit and wisdom before taking any action? ok, my says are neither clever nor whimsy, it's just one of the common complains that you can hear in kopitiam.. but I hate violence... one of the things that I notice about Malaysians is, we are losing our courtesy... and I ...

I watched this a couple of days ago on History channel... I think, Malaysians should watch this... Whatever your say, he did a lot for us... watch the rest here

Oh, my dear nephew is enrolling to Maahad today. Oh, I could see his murky face when he kissed me goodbye… Sorry dear, makcik tak hantaq, malas nak menyempit kereta… the thought of being sent away from home for the first time must be dreadful… oh, I know it well… masuk asrama memang tak best. Anyways, you’re a boy, you must do well… It reminds me of my first day being away from home. I rushed for a shower the moment I saw my ayah’s car left the school yard. It was still early for a late noon shower, but all I wanted was just to cry (out of anyone sights, since that I found shower is a great place to shed my tears)… haha… I couldn’t sleep at nights, found it so hard to make friends and follow the rules… For a year, I scribbled everywhere a note ‘ adik nak balik, adik benci asrama ’… wishing that my parents would read and get me out of there… hahaa… Oh, I made it through though… Eventually, a bunk bed did give me some good sleeps, I made lot of friends….oh, but I never really succeede...

 [penang mode; entri berloghat utara..tak paham toksah baca] betui... laptop tu boleh bukak 60 darjah ja skrin dia...kalau tolak lebih dia legap betui... bateri dia tahan 45 minit ja kot.... betui... dalam sejam ja on, duk tak duk dia mati tiba2.... betui... dia suka naik skrin biru, tambah2 bila duk guna photoshop... tu blum autocad, rhino lg.. betui... kipas dia tak brapa nak fungsi, panas..kalau tak atas perut boleh jadi tuku.. boleh ramping tapi rupa dia lawa lagi... tp nak buat apa luaq elok, dalam buruk.. org pun mcm tu gak la dak? laptop kak sarah yg tgh duk guna ni... comot... tp dalam ok, takpala... nak laptop baru... tp tula, laptop tak terjun dari langit... boring laaa... tula, p kerja takmau... duk melukis tak jadi-jadi...tgn dah kematu.... ikan kelisa bangki patah pinggang... pastu dia meninggai la tadi, mati hari jumaat... pastu depa nak goreng... hoho.. hidangan harga 15 ribu.. woohooo.. rugi2... 15 ribu boleh dpt laptop sebijik d90 sebijik...haha o...