Skip to main content

Posts

Showing posts from July, 2010

A complete nonsense post

I wish to write, but I don’t really know what I am suppose to write. hmmm... Actually, I kind of know things that I want to write about, but I’m not sure about how I suppose to write them For once, I really feel bad at writing. I guess I just got too many things in my head, they are all clustering and intertwining with each other. hmm......... ......... hmmm... emmmm.... I was thinking, I was thinking about the alter ego of an architect. Architects have too much pride. They are always firm and stern with the decision made despite the outcome. Architects mind deal with too much of rationalization, or maybe post-rationalization… they either really have or they make reasons for all the things that they do. Architects don’t believe in right or wrong because every idea or action has certain potentials, they only believe in which reason is stronger or maybe more sensible than the other. Architects deal with criticism pretty well, they ‘listen’ to criticism

Masih Menatap Pelangi 2

Jadi manusia, memanglah… selalu saja lupa, lupa nak buat kerja, lupa nak makan, lupa nak telefon emak… dan paling dahsyat bila kita lupa, kita ini makhluk bertuhan…. Dalam banyak benda, kita selalu berusaha dan berusaha… tapi kita lupa untuk tawakal… lupa bahawa segala usaha tidak akan jaya tanpa kuasa tuhan… sampailah suatu masa, kita rasa letih… rasa mengalah.. rasa seolah-olah segala ikhtiar kita sia-sia… lalu, fitrah manusia itu akan kembali sedar… kebergantungan sebuah hati pada Penguasa hari esok… Kebergantungan pada tuhan itu indah… hamba itu, saat jiwanya begitu rendah dan merasa kalah… saat dibibirnya menyebut “Ya Allah..........” hatinya akan ditamu selintas tenang… kerana, sekalipun segala manusia di dunia ini melupakannya… keluh kesahnya masih didengari yang lebih berkuasa… bahkan yang menguasai setiap nyawa dan jiwa. Manusia itu sering lupa akan Penciptanya saat gembira… mulianya mereka yang mengingati tuhan dalam ketawa… lalu untuk pelupa, sekali sekala dihadirkan

Kesimpulan Sebuah Cuti

Amboi… tiap2 hari update blog… well, ni la kerjanya bila takda kerja… haha… rasa macam tulis blog ok la jugak daripada duk tulis surat-surat misteri yang takkan ada siapa baca tu… opss! Haha… kurang-kurang kat sini ada la sorang dua jengok2 dak? Takpun baca tajuk. Baiklah kanak-kanak… hari ini ialah hari terakhir cuti sekolah! Aaa…. Dah habis dah cuti! Mari kita lihat kembali apakah pengalaman atau pengajaran cuti musim sejuk ini. 1. Kalau nak balik, beli tiket awal… ada orang tu kata… setahun awal! 2. Beli souvenir jangan duk simpan dalam almari, nanti lupa nak bagi. 3. Mesin tandatgn dan cap jari Maybank sangat kuno. Kena ketuk-ketuk baru berfungsi… lepas tu nak buka akaun berejam-rejam… jadi bawa-bawa la sembang dgn makcik-makcik yg duk sebelah… mana tau kot-kot dia nak buat menantu… eh! 4. Celcom mahal! Lepas tu tak cool sungguh pakai iphone tapi asyik2 kena topup. Hahaa… 5. Isi masa lapang dengan menolong ibu spt mengecat bilik air… bila tak larat, boleh buli anak sa

A Brick Wall for Us

"Excuse me mam, I had just moved here a few months ago… I heard that this is a crime-prone neighbourhood…" "Yes, it is… but there will always be some policemen patrolling the area at night…" "Oh.. I see… I still think it’s a shame… it’s such a beautiful place… but you can’t really feel secure here…" "No.. not really… there is a way to it… come closer, I’ll tell you the secret… You must build a wall… a strong and sturdy wall around your house…" "Really? Can I get people to build the wall for me?" "No… don’t… you should never trust anyone in building that wall… no one is trustworthy enough for the job… the builder you hired, could be the one who will break into your house." "How do I build it then?" "With your own bare hands… brick by brick… but remember it should be strong enough to protect your property… high enough, so that no one can trespass it… but transparent enough so that you will not l

It's all in my mind.

Certain things don’t go so right if you tried too hard. I might need to get loose a bit more. Lalalalalaaaaaaaaaaaa…. Good night Melbourne!

We don't say goodbye~

My brother had once played this song in his car, and said… ‘if your English is good, try to understand what this song really means’… Well, my English is never good to begin with… but I don’t accept defeat easily. Though, I have to say that such poetic material is not easily understood and digested just by listening, even if it was written in my mother tongue which is Malay. I didn’t say much about the song when he challenged me, worst, I even misheard some of the lyrics when he asked me ‘what it’s saying?’… well.. I’m not an audio person… I tend to misheard things all the times… the other day, I bought a bottle of fabric softener when my mum asked for detergent. .. I’m not deaf, it’s just that… my mind never stays still… the only thing that halts it from wandering is a visual attraction/distraction. Well, what happened was, mum talked about fabric softener after she requested me to buy her the detergent and she talked to me when I was choosing outfit to wear for the outing…my me

Transition

Sometimes I wonder if I would still blog after I go back for good since it always turns out that I don’t really blog whenever I return to Malaysia. I’m back in Melbourne again. Despite everything I said about this place. I'm always thankful that I’m studying here. 8 hours is long enough, can’t imagine going further. Let alone going back during a short winter break like I just did. Haha… However, regardless how good Melbourne is, coming back here is never easy. It is not the place, it’s the transition. Travelling is tiring. Yes, like yesterday, I had to take two flights, one from Penang to KL, then KL to Melb, it is a lot more tiring for someone like me who could barely sleep in a plane. That’s why I enjoy traveling during the day and taking a window seat. I enjoy day dreaming while staring at those fluffy white clouds. Haha.. Weather change changes everything. I had never went back during winter before. So that was my first time experiencing an abrupt change from a

Past Forward, Puke!

I literally felt like I was ditching my past. Moving on does involve a lot of letting go. For last few days, I was moving room. As far as I could remember, I had dwelled in all of the bedrooms in this house and now that I’m the only one who is still living with my parents, I have freedom to decide which room to be mine, well, the options exclude my parent’s, of course. So, the process of moving on involved getting rid of approx. 10 years of archives. Actually, I could barely remember when did I start to live in that old bedroom, but I do remember painting the wall several times, from white to green to yellow to peach and yellow and peach. Mak always said I’m so ‘makngot’ when it comes to sorting out old stuffs. Truth is, I’m quite a sentimental kind of person though it’s hard to admit. Haha… well… usually, I got no problem throwing away my useless/worn out/damaged things… but when it comes to gifts/photos/letters (anything with significant past)… I don’t do it very well… I feel a