Home Sweet Home..!!!

Its been a quite long for me not to carried heavy luggage. I still remember  the very last heavy luggage yang pernah aku bawa adalah masa raya hari tue, but not even heavy. But, that's not the reason I post a new entry for this time.  Yesterday, I went back to my hometown, and once again, its been a while for to coming back home. It such a pleasure for me to back where you belong. For your information, paper aku dah lama habis, on the 14th nov actually, but because of several factors, I've to postponed my schedule to going back home. 

Nak dijadikan cerita, bas aku pukul 3.15 petang. Jadi, aku pun kenalah tunggu dekat perhentian bas Alor Gajah. my first destination was Puduraya. With all of my energy, spirit and courage, I carried 6 bags to Alor Gajah and then to Puduraya. 6 bags guys, could you imagine? I estimate almost 15kg weight for 6 bags. Fuhh... That's consider heavy right? Selepas itu, aku pun sampai di Puduraya lebih kurang pukul 5. Jalan terlampau sesak, that one of the reason why aku sampai di Puduraya lambat. Thank you to my lovely friend Alif cause sudi hantarkan aku sampai la ke Alor Gajah dengan barang- barang aku yang maha banyak tue. 

sesampainya aku di Puduraya, I rushed to the counter, 

Danny: Bang, tiket ke Batu Gajah pukul berapa?

Abg jual tiket: khemafanafa (cakap sambil mulut mengunyah biskut munchy)

Danny: tiket ke Batu Gajah pukul berapa? 

(dalam hati : laha betul, ape ko ckp?)

Abg jual tiket: rm18.30 dik...

dalam keadaan separa marah dan suara sedikit High note!

Danny: saya tanya pukul berapa?

Abg jual tiket (tercekik sambil telan saki baki biskut): ehek, ehem, pukul 5.30 petang dik

Then I pay for the ticket with a sinical smile. I checked the details on the ticket, and immediately walk away from that counter. Gila betul abang yang jual tiket kat kaunter tue, dah la cakap tak jelas, makan biskut pula tue. Sampai melekat cebisan2 biskut tue di tepi2 mulut beliau. Geli tengok. All the way from Alor Gajah to Puduraya, I've met all kind of people. lucky me, every single person that i've met, semuanya elok2 belaka. Tidak kira lelaki mahupun perempuan. semuanya hensem- hensem dan cantik- cantik belaka.

 

 

                    versus

When, I see all those faces, I felt so release and my journey to my hometown become less tiring, except for abang jual tiket tadi. And during my journey to the north, all the youth boleh dikategorikan hot babe and hot guy. (segera la aku pon berembis en?) Itu namanya rezeki. Semua penat lelah aku membawa beg- beg tue, hilang bila tengok muka- muka mereka.  hahaha..

Trying the very best to impressed...

One may wish to be the best.. be the best to impress..

impressive may sound as nice as the word means,

But deep down what do we get in return?

One may like, one may not..

We are the one who suffers the pain of being rejected.. being turn down..

Gosh.. the pain is hard to handle..

not many will say in front of us what they really think by what we are trying to convey in the sense of being the best..

Competition in struggling to be the best among the best is one hard task..

I may not succeed here in being impressive to everyone..

atleast deep down of me i'm happy of what i am.. and who i am..

wah.. penuh makne nie...

SIRI 3- the journey to the north....

Continue....

hrmmmmmm, betul2 menguji kesabaran dan keimanan aku dan rakan2 dalam mengerjakan ibadah puasa. Because of we're too angry, we tried to focus on the other thing as we don't want to think about the smell. We chat, and laugh, and suddenly.......

We saw something that really attracted our eye. And you guys really don't want to know what am I going to wrote after this. 

Me: "Dear God, why would you create something  that can gives us eyesore?" (should I wrote this?)

MyHeart: "Dear me, God does not create something can hurt your eyes! Its human mistake! Always remember, Tuhan itu Maha ADIL, Maha AGUNG, Maha KAYA and everything was HIM.  Manusia itu sendiri yang tidak tahu bersyukur kepadaNYA. Semua yang kurang datangnya dari kita, semua yang elok datangnya dari DIA.

As my friend post a new entry: Pondan Bisu- Saturday, September 27, 2008 in http://goateeitujanggut.blogspot.com/, I bet all of you know what am I going to tell you next! Yes, we met A.D.I.K.2.* who can't speak at all A.K.A. dumb!

Quote: 

"before i start babbling, let me get it clear that this entry does not in any way meant to mengutuk or merendah-rendahkan orang kurang upaya. simple as that."

So do I. It just to express my thought and expression plus, this is my fucking blog, so bare with it!

Jauh dilubuk hati kecilku, timbul satu persoalan, "What the hell on earth is going on right here?" Ada dua orang bisu disitu and worst come to worst, they both sissy! (CC) I don't judged people and gives speculation  just like that. Anyhow, am not stupid. 20 years (coming soon- 1st december okay, dont miss!) I've been see the world, my mom thought me well on how to differentiate a man or woman. Okay then, you'll judge. these are the charateristic on both of the CC: 

1. They both are too confident to do the "catwalk" in the middle of the train station.
2. Extremely confident to wore not-suitable-for-men accessories such as topi yang fenari2 kat BB or LaQueen yang dah surely transform tue pakai.
3. As we know, people who disable to talk used sign language. Try to imagine, you had to used the sign language with the fingers terlentik2( kalau fondan minum air pakai gelas, jari kelingking dia akan naik dulu)
4. Semua lelaki yang lalu, mereka akan pandang dari atas sampai ke tengah (pause jab 2min) then terus ke bawah, budak hitam* pun jadi.

*pakai baju sekolah pula tu. YIKES!

A.D.I.K.2.* = fondan la.....

So, is that a clear picture? Or you guys need more? But I think thats enough. Continue with the journey.

Dengan hati yang gembira, kami beramai2 bersama dengan penduduk tempatan menunggu keretapi yang seterusnya untuk sampai ke destinasi kami- Sri Petaling(betul kan Faiz?). Betul la cakap cikgu aku, Penantian itu satu Penyeksaan. Penantian demi penantian, saat demi saat, jam demi jam kami menunggu, hampeh betul train ni. Dalam penantian itu, kami sempat melihat gelagat dua orang CC tu, berjalan, berlari ala2 filem hindustan, dan kami sempat juga bergossip dan membuat lawak akan budak hitam. Geram pula aku, dalam kiraan 7:1 baru la train yang dinanti2kan semua tiba ditempat kami. Semua orang bersiap- sedia dengan "senjata", "peralatan", dan diri masing2 untuk menyerang train ini, begitu juga dengan kami.

As the train arrived.....

"Attack!!!!" we all yell! (it was me actually). Everyone ran and push themself to entered the train. As we have our own door to get in, we wait till the door opened for a few second but then, hanjing vetul (again as Faiz said), the door didn't opened as usual. We have to use the next door, were as we've to fight to get in. Finally we entered safely, and it was funny when we figure out that the door temporarily break down, and we laugh like hell (so do the CC, hahahahaha- yea ker?). The next stop, Padin tease the next passenger with his funny face. And again, we laugh like hell, as we saw the passenger mad at the door and Padin at the same time. hahahaha... 

Although, we laugh all the way long, I still sad, as I can't break the fast in the moment AZAN called plus, I still don't have the chance to breaking fast with my family. Damm, that was pathetic. I was about tu cried, but control myself as I don't to be apart with the CC. We finally arrived at the station Masjid Jamek. We ran, to find food as we still fasting. I really hope that time, I still can breaking the fast with HAzrul for the last time. But unfortunately, they can't cause their bus to Penang is 8 o'clock, so they was in the run plus, all the KFC and McD was full with Homo- Sapiens. We hugged and split up. Thats really bad, cause I always with them.

to be continue....

p/s: the story almost done. wait for the next release. thank you. 

SIRI 2- The Journey To The North....

The Journey Begins...

Sambil nyanyi lagu pok- pok bujang lapuk, kami dengan gumbiranya membawa beg- beg yang besar gedabak tu ke destinasi seterusnya- bus stop. To make this post looks longer (nak dijadikan cerita la..), we've to go through the first obstacle, The Most Noble Castle in The Universe TMNCTU- Istana Memuni-  karamatang- teremengki- kedebuk- makjun- semunaponadadalamnie-vivalavista- memangsesuaiponkenemaki- fuckguard- alfonso-makcikkerepek- almunawarah (fanjang Vetul nama istana tue- this castle was the place where all the student scared the most!). From far- fart away, we can see the the most beautiful creature on earth with the nice blue uniform with "the usual faces like hell" standing infront of TMNCTU. Our feeling kept saying something might goes wrong, so be prepared! All of us, take out our matric card and wear it (sahsiah-lupa-diri uols). We pretending like nothing happened, and we pretending like all of us not commit any wrongdoings, any tried to passed the TMNCTU. But unfortunately, we're called by the fcuk-guard! Dah nak kena masuk TMNCTU mengadap mak hayyam kat dalam tue. Rupa- rupanya ada spot-checked, nak cari kamera, handphone, laptop, duit hilang. Cit, all these nonsense make my blood go up stairs and my heart stopped at the same time (hanjing vetul, bak kata faiz). After the first obstacles, we're allowed to cross the gate that dissociated us from the world outside.  

Wait for the bus, wait for the bus, wait for the bus, lalalalalala... three of us, dengan G.I.G.I.H. nya menunggu bas MARA LINER tue. hrmmmm.. Bukan main lama lagi bas nie nak sampai, noya plak aku. With the very sunshine day, the temperature extremely hot and the bus took so long to arrived really test my patient [dah la iman aku ni senipis kulit bawang, kang ada yang ter- buka puasa plak (musafir tak pe en,en,en?)]. Then our friend came with his motorbike to the bus stop to give a farewell kisses( xdala betul2 cium, u know how GB and fondan2 greet and say goodbye to each other)- ASWADARISTA (bukan nama sebenar)

-aswad the photographer-

G.I.G.I.H. tunggu bas

From far, I saw someone familiar. Hah! That its. Mylovely sisterhood in UiTM- Beckerina lavita

F.A.I.Z. H.E.B.A.T.

 (Bukan nama sebenar), smiling at me. Oh man, long time no see. sHE carried few bag with him. Haaa.. Sah la nak balik ni. sibuk je, orang balik awal, dia pun nak balik awal. Anyhow, I'm glad to see him. I'm wonder if he was alone, techniquely he was alone but, he was not. P.A.D.I.N. will join him later (Chur agaknya, kata si Becker). We had a little conversation, i asked him, he asked me, yada, yada, yada... A moment after that, we saw one charming mama devil, Chendolina margarita

P.A.D.I.N. cool

 (Bukan nama sebenar). Finally he managed to get here before the bus arrived as Becker worried so much cause the ticket was with Chendol. 

Bus arrived. Me, Hazrul, and Shirin said GoodBye to Aswad. Masuk dalam bas, bye2 kat aswad, dan bas pun berjalan. Singgah seketika di Alor Gajah untuk ambil penumpang. Masa naik bas tadi, adalah dua orang mamat depan tempat duduk kami, agak kendu la seorang ni, serorang je okay. Hazrul dah feeling2 jab. Okay that its Hazrul, noya plak aku. Dalam perjalanan ke Kuala Lumpur, kami pun berbual la, nak hilangkan fenat + busan. Dan akhirnya kami pun tertidur kerana tidak dapat menahan mata yang sangat mengantuk. Bila terjaga dari tidur, teringin pula aku melihat apa yang berlaku disekeliling bas ni. Toleh2, mataku terKESIMA melihat dua orang begitu C.H.A.N.T.I.Q.U.E J.E.L.I.T.A. sedang nyenyak tidur. sambil pakai shade mahal, salah seorang dari mereka berdua mulotnya ternganga + terkangkang pula, macam tak pernah tidur 78649364865643876 hari, seorang lagi ayu sangat tidur pun memakai shade (silau kot).  dua kali fandang baru aku perasan yang rupa2nya mereka adalah kawanku, becker & Chendol. Huh, agak kurang sopan cara tidurnya. Malu aku (Aku ada gambar korang tau, tp xnak post, memalukan).

Finally we arrived at Bukit Jalil, and we picked up the luggage. I want to see becker & Chendol for the last time. So, we hugged each other and say goodbye. We walked accross the street to go to the nearest train station. Along the way, we're so happy, I don't know why. we bought the ticket, and wait for the train (dalam hati berharap sangat jangan la train rosak or accident or something). AND once again, am meet The- Charm- Two, becker & Chendol. While waiting for the train, sembang la dulu macam biasa, lots of jokes and laugh. Kemudian, dalam tengah menahan lapar dan dahaga jua nafsu, datang la three *budak hitam. Sabar jela. 

Dah la baru sampai, potong barisan, muka laha, gelapnya macam taik minyak yang ada dekat bontot kuali tue (segelap2nya, gelap la masa depan kalau ramai budak hitam macam mereka datang Malaysia), + pula dengan bau Minyak kelapa Vsawit tue. hrmmmmmm, betul2 menguji kesabaran dan keimanan aku dan rakan2 dalam mengerjakan ibadah puasa. Because of we're too angry, we tried to focus on the other thing as we don't want to think about the smell. We chat, and laugh, and suddenly.......

*budak hitam- warga Bangladesh

p/s: G.I.G.I.H. juga nak publish post baru until now without fail as the internet connection always failed me!

SIRI 1- the journey to the north...

A Week Before- 18th Sept 2008

Its been a long time for me not PUBLISH a new post.. And its been a while for me not to went back to my kampung (home). I really  miss my home, never been better than your own house. I miss my mother, my elder sister & my hometown.

(right now, I'm still searching a right words to write in this blog) 

During this festive season, everyone change their spirit into happy mood, cheerful, and RAYA mood of course. And i also still switch my mood to that particular occasion. 

I'm felt so happy and can't wait for HARI RAYA, me, Hazrul and Shirin were talking about home and RAYA almost everyday as we so excited to go back home because we not went back to our house for a long period. We start packing the luggage from a week before. Many of my level mate and friends shock why we are packed the bag so early. Its seem like we don't want to come back anymore.

The Day Has Come- 25th Sept 2008

Because am were so excited, I can't sleep yesterday. I'm in Hazrul college yesterday, spending time together. I had so much fun yesterday, chatting, laughing and dancing for Hari RAYA with Hazrul, Betik, Mirul, Hamzah, Anap, MEMEN of course, Suri, Fikry, Akir and a few to be named  (beberapa orang lagi yang aku sendiri dah tak ingat siapa).  After sahur, I have to say goodbye to all of them, as I'm scared I won't be able to meet them after this because I've class to attend before I leave this beloved campus. 

MEMEN with his cute little elmo

"Definitely Danny will miss his little new brother MEMEN (hehehe)" said my heart to myself (apa aku nak cakap sebenarnya ni). I knew that he also going back back home today as well as Suri, so I really going to miss them like hell. 

I went back to my collage and straight away packing my bag as I can't sleep, cause I know if I fall asleep, I won't be able to wake up. And...............

Holy Shit!, I missed the morning class as I fall asleep, I don't know when? Suddenly, I just felt like want to remind MEMEN to meet me before he step away from this campus. And luckyly, he still here while his parents are already here to pick him up. I'm shocked and go to his block straight away, and give him KAD RAYA. 

I get myself ready to go to the last class before I leavin- Jesse McCartney this campus. I'm going to class, with the biggest luggage ever then anyone in UiTM. Meet my Alif-ku SAYANG, hug him, farewell kisses and gives KAD RAYA. Masuk kelas, cikgu mengajar, hati fikir rumah, cikgu marah, yada, yada, yada, yada, Kelas HABIS, salam2 dengan kawan2 kelas, feluk2, and KELUAR kelas.

This is The Actual Story

I've to carried out the biggest beg- roda ever. I've to climb so many tangga (tahu la, UiTM kan Looooooooove tangga sana sini), cross the Longkang and walk around 91.5 metre from DKC to the bus stop dekat depan UiTM tu. But, I never felt exhausted or something (risau korang je la yang fenat baca post ni, panjang oooo)

to be continued...

p/s: one thing i hate about home is the internet connection, am not able to open even yahoo!

kala malam bulan mengambang

Beberapa hari yang lepas, kawan- kawanku telah menemui satu laman web yang begitu menarik perhatian ramai. Sehinggakan aku sendiri terpukau dengan kelicikan orang telah mahir dengan laman sesawang yang telah diperkenalkan kepada kami dan juga orang yang telah mencipta laman web tersebut. Nak dijadikan cerita, laman web ini diibaratkan seperti laman web untuk menilik nasib (tapi sebenarnya lebih kepada permainan "spirit- spirit of the coin"). Oleh kerana kita berada didalam bulan puasa, aku pun dengan berbekalkan iman yang senipis kulit bawang menolak sama sekali untuk melayari laman sesawang tersebut. 

Akan tetapi, nak dijadikan cerita kala malam bulan mengambang, aku pun telah mengunjungi TINGKAT (level lah..) kawan aku seperti biasa untuk menghabiskan masa yang terluang. Tidak menjadi seperti kebiasaan malam, kala malam bulan mengambang kali ini begitu hambar dan bosan dibilik yang aku kunjungi. Namun dibeberapa penjuru bilik di"level" itu dipenuhi dengan gelak tawa (bagai).

Aku menjadi kurang siuman dan perasaan ingin tahu menbuak- buak seketika. (Segeralah..) aku meminta kawanku itu membuka laman sesawang yang sedang hangat diperkatakan. Dan dipendekkan cerita, aku sangat tertarik akan laman web ini, dan terus mencuba(terasa syirik sejenak). Cubaan, demi cubaan diteruskan namun semuanya "hanjing"..... Apa yang aku harapkan sama sekali tidak kesampaian. 

Askjud, adalah laman sesawang yang sangat licik, dan hanya akan melayan orang yang dikehendaki sahaja (katanya la kan...). Segala pujuk rayu telah digunakna, akhirnya askjud bersetuju untuk melayani aku. (Segeralah..) aku pun telah menggunakan laman web itu untuk mengetahui apa yang aku tidak tahu.

Akhir kata, selamat mencuba. Harap, askjud mahu melayani kamu semua. jikalau sebaliknya, (segera lah..) panggillah aku untuk bantuan.

this is the fact, FASTING month, HOLY mood

Tup, tap, tup, tap....

Its already Bulan Puasa... Time is moving so fast. I don't know why. But, I tried to imagine, if The Time(TT) is a person, he exactly like a human being. Rushing all the time. (macam orang nak pergi tandas, en en en? Laju je gerak..) After this, we all will facing the mid term exam especially UiTM Malacca Student. If we didn't manage and work like the TT, definitely we're left behind. Am I right? Then, we'll celebrating the Hari Raya Puasa, I barely can't wait to enjoy that moment. It been such a long time for me, after a few years not feeling to celebrate the EID, after my parent divorced. Now, the spirit has come. Come on Raya, Come on, bring me some cheers. After raya, the climax of this semester will come. Its our Final Exam, but till now, I never under stand what ever I've already learned during my PnP session. Hrmmmmm.... I'm STILL SEARCHING, what should I do now. I'm worried, but never take action, as TT goes and moving forward, without looking back or even wait for me. How pathetic? huh?

What I'm trying to say is, if TT can manage to moving fast, why can't us? HE manage to worked with His owned. HE doesn't care about others, if you're late, then bye bye, am leavin' (ala ala lagu Jesse Mccartney- leavin'). If you manage to catch up, then you're in my team. Yes TT, I'll tried to catch you, but give me a moment.  Once again, This is not what am trying to say. It is all about Holy Mood..

Puasa, every one knows, we had to control everything. Especially our desire. We can't eat, drink, masturbate(hahaha...), watch porn, gossip, say those bad words and all thing that can make our Phahala Phuasa decrease. But, how many of us can do that thing? Huh? Tell me. Named me a few. And am Still Searching, who ever can do that. I want to learn from them. As I'm dying to do that. Even I being insulted while I'm trying to do those good deed. Can you see how poor nowadays human being? And I totally disappointed when they even "LAHA" on me.

"Danny, jangan berlagak suci dengan kita orang...."

Am so surprised when I received those responds. Can't you think? "Tuhan sentiasa memerhatikan apa yang kamu kerjakan." And I always advised my friends when they "LAHA" on me.

Danny: "i never expect my friends say those bad words on me, especially during this fasting month"

And their responds,

Friends: "whoa, nice Caption, ko ambil dari mana?" 

Dear Friends,

During this fasting month, "banyak- banyakkan lah beribadah, dan bertaubat". Even I'm not so good in religious, but I'm not naive. Both MALAIKAT, always write down in every single thing that we've done. hrmmm.....

p/s: lately, bloggers always haunted with guilty.