tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-144276452024-03-08T05:22:20.284+08:00i am who i amA place where my mind speak out and vent against all the crapola that happening in my teritory of life today. I wanna get real with people who wanna get real (or Macam Real). have fun with people who wanna have fun. So don't stress brudder. Say what ever u want to say.khairulizwanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11944396168935315530noreply@blogger.comBlogger127125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14427645.post-17236181438915791462009-03-16T21:45:00.002+08:002009-03-16T23:25:12.041+08:00shugholum syadadalast week 3 kenduri kawin.<br /><ul><li><strong>rawang</strong> - aku tak kenal siapa yg kahwin.huhu. kawan Fati.perkahwinan biasa.maksud aku biasa bukan tak best n standard dia jatuh ke tahap biasa. maksud aku adat n flow biasa. majlis kat rumah perempuan. aku n fati datang bawak hadiah. makan. 'lauk ayam dia sedap' dahtu tunggu pengantin lelaki datang. kompang.mp3 pun di'play'kan n mkn2 potong kek. amik gambar. dahtu balik. biasakan?</li><li><strong>Kota Tinggi-</strong> mamat kmj kawin. naik kereta pelik.pert dan atoi ada sekali.perjalanan yg sngt jauh dan beronak duri. belum aku naik kete si pelik, bateri dia rosak. berhujan kat shell tunggu nak beli batery spare.sampai JB lepak dengan kayap, amir, petpet, cheng, KLDK, Kecik, cik mus. layan ManU titik Fulham.yuhuu~.tapi Man U kene balik ngan Liverpool. damn it. tido bergelimpangan dekat umah kayap. pepaginye makan lauk ayam masak kantan, resepi baru mak kayap.pelik mkn bnyk. atoi pura2 makan sikit tapi makan bnyk. sampai kat kota pukul satu. mamat kawin bawah pedang sebab dia kapten TUDM. yang peliknya, majlis kat umah perempuan tapi pengantin laki lak duk tunggu pengantin pempuan. so tunggula kitorang lama2. panas kedahang. cheng dah mcm baru dalam bilik sauna.tepuk perut dia, ada bekas tapak tngn kat baju dia.peluh dah macam badak berendam da.cameraman suruh geng2 pengantin lelaki ami gambar cepat2 sebb nak suruh kitorang balik awal. kalau tak dia takut akan berlaku kekecohan diluar kawalan. taktik kameraman tu berjaya. lepas amik gambar trus kitorang balik. mandi airterjun 'mahal tapi tak best'.kene bayar sorang 10hinggit. mandi kejap, ujan plak. tapi aku, cheng, pert, pelik n atoy, buat bodo trus mandi. main gelongsor kat celah2 batu. bontot masing2 terhakis.tapi aku tak, sebb aku duduk atas, pancing konon2 tahan air jgn bagi laju. padahal aku tukang gelak. sekali bunyi petir pakej dengan kilat, barula sedar diri n naik darat. dahtu, balik melaka. p/s: Cheng, aku tau ko boleh n akan dapat. just truskan usaha murni mu.</li><li><strong>Putrajaya.</strong> MAnok kawin. RSVP kat dewan seri siantan. muke manok lain siot. mcm muke keras jek. tapi makanan n tempat best. takde kompang pun majlis ni. kalau ada kompang kang, bergema plak dewan tu. menggantikan kompang, Hjh Robiah berzanji, dr pintu masuk sampai pelamin. Omar cakap suara tu suara lelaki. mengong. Penat Hjh Robiah tu buat suara soprano dia. dahtu lepas tepung tawar, Hjh tadi trus jadi saloma. nyanyi plak. ngan sorang lagi artis. Jin (ni aku yg dengar masa MC tu anounce) korang kenal Jin? takpe. aku pun tak kenal. ramai gile bebudak utp. ramai gile awek hot TKC. balik lepak Hartamas sampai 3 pagi ngan olin.</li></ul><p>minggu ni memang sibuk mengalahkan saiful nang yg amik gambar org kawin tu.sbb aku kene amik gambar delegasi oversea yg datang ke kerteh ni. 3hari kene ikut diorang n amik gambar. kalau saiful nang tu da dapat 8-10K da upah. tapi aku hnya dapat mkn malam di hotel, sehelai koprat shirt.yahoo...</p><p>P/S: Dalam bnyk2 binatang, binatang apa yang paling laju. (soalan untuk pelik, atoy, cheng, amar n arina. kalau power jawab la) Hint: jawapan dah bagi.</p>khairulizwanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11944396168935315530noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14427645.post-18104923184538233812009-02-18T20:42:00.003+08:002009-02-19T00:13:46.105+08:00one year old<div>Semalam, 17/02/09 genap setahun aku di kerteh ni. genap setahun jugak la aku bergelar 'pemuda makan gaji'. Happy Anniversary to myself.</div><br /><div></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304118122890403618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 264px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHQS-90ilTPvJosycHiSRX0dPl6A2KeuOs7veFWF8wRp_7vEYcv8sXA8-VYZs6iZBppPWfDKgXLxlMqpCxPSbKJerXpKP51prv2DV9qbLbOLhe3l-dX7JypJYtyZGOpdvyhBHOow/s400/golf_ball.jpg" border="0" /><br /><div>lately ive found myself really passionate into something which is i never expected before. GOLF. I love golfing. eventhough baru sekali 2 pergi driving range n tak pernah masuk green, i know, i would love this game. planning to buy one golf set already. sadly i have buyed one speed light for my beloved alpha.ni satu lagi hobby yang mahal. but its ok. as long i love it,i dont mind. kalau kite dah sayang, semua bende kite sanggup buat kan2??! <em><span style="color:#ff9900;">tak semua org kot.. :)</span> </em></div><div><em></em> </div><div>there will be something big coming up... just wait n see... hehehe.</div><div> </div><div>will be in kl this weekend to settle up some issue. heard that cheng also will be in kl. bagus2.</div><div> </div><div>i need a long2 holiday, anyone.. aku cuti panjang bulan march. sesapa ada plan.. kamon2.</div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div>khairulizwanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11944396168935315530noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14427645.post-47670449985737586052009-01-19T21:21:00.003+08:002009-01-19T22:41:20.381+08:00Thank GOD for the giftThere is one long time ago that one of my 'best friend' telling me that she is getting engaged. And it was only a year ago that she sobbed that marriage is not coming to her way. Being the drama queen that she is, im felt a bit shocked. I want so much to be happy for her. Instead when i heard the news - for the first time in my life- I was speechless.<br /><br /><br />i didn't call her. Perhaps secretly, i was half expecting and hoping that she would come to her senses and call it off, but most of all, i become aware where my life was heading; of how our lives should as we grow older. Maybe, im afraid of it.<br /><br /><br />i am reluctant to admit but i am at a point where my life is evolving. if you could imagine a vertical scale beginning at very bootom that label as 'birth', then 'first step', followed by 'first word', so on and so forth. i think i would be place myself somewhere between the labels 'grow up for god's sake' and 'marriage'.<br /><br /><br />sometimes if i go through my routines lifes, obviously that its is changing from time to time. i was happy then i realised that m friends one by one are bitting the dust. i tried to revealed this to one of my friend and he concluded that it's because i haven't really "settle-down". unbeknownst of him, i have a secret hate about the phrase - "settle down". it sounds that i really doing something wrong or am seriously lagging behind everyone else.<br /><br /><br />"when do you really settel down, then?" i asked. "when you find THE ONE... and that could be a person or GOD" he answered. Essesntially that means that at the end of the day, your life could end in one of two scenarious; you find the person you're meant to devote the rest of your life. Faling which you surrender yourself completely to GOD. if in odd chances that you could find yourself stucjk between that, you must belong to a very rare and small percentage of populations.<br /><br /><br />i find myself adapting, adapting to that inevitable change and although it is quite a stark contrast to what i am used to be. i have to admit, im enjoying it. i am quite content to stay at home on weekdays and even as i am writing this, i have already showered, paid my dues to God, finishing having my less-salt-many-sossage fried rice and am sitting confortably in bed. the thing is its only 9. damn...<br /><br /><br />so, when most of my friends geting prepare to 'settle down', so to speak, what become of you? the singleton? i asked my dear old friend (who i think a bit similar pridiciment as me) if he would feel any preassure of finding someone so as not to be alone. he answerd "yes...ermm but not so much because i think marriage is just more to companionship. i would prefere it to be more than happy if it develops into something seriously" he asnwered.<br /><br /><br />i asked myself if that is the reason to get into a relationship. i mean that seems rather desperate and there is nothing more unatractive than being needy. but having contemplated, i realise that its just means that you are open to dating untill you eventually find that somebody who is worthly enough t spend the res of your life with.<br /><br /><br />but being a tiny servants of HIM, i do thanks for all the things that HE had gave and will be give ( InsyaAllah the best for me from the Almighty). im happy for what i get and try to put a smile in every thing that i need to face or every stumbling blocks that i need to climb off. in the end, i do believe, something goods is waiting. its just a matter of how we accept it. in a chapter of JODOH, i just can pray the best of it and once again its from HIM. hopefully everything going well and i really looking forward about it. hehe...<br /><br /><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><em>p/s: just want to take this tiny chance to say a <strong>BIG F**K </strong>to <strong>ISRAEL</strong> (shit... even to spell it makes me sick)... together we help <strong>PALESTENIANS</strong>. even though its just a 5 seconds pray.</em></span>khairulizwanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11944396168935315530noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14427645.post-32359301280862976072009-01-03T22:55:00.009+08:002009-01-04T00:48:53.313+08:00a new chaptertak terlambat rasanye aku nak mengucapkan selamat tahun baru. selamat tahun baru hijrah dan masihi. tahun ni aku tak terasa langsung perubahan tahun. seblum2 ni kalau dekat tahun baru, sibuk pikir malam new year nak lepak mana, apa aktiviti taun baru. tapi taun ni sikit pun tak terlintas. walaupun aku dapat la undangan makan malam + karaoke bersama Saleem, tapi skit pun tak excited mcm dulu. ini ke tanda2 penuaan? :)<br /><br /><div><div><div>2008 bagi aku bnyk maknanye. perubahan demi perubahan yang berlaku. perubahan fizikal, mental, hidup, semua berubah.<br /></div><p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287094835183910258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgKzQ5L_CgBFmDqJZzJAEWvvR3InuI7JCpCINFapRp8CliGrKXMZLwwPfGycLCKr5xocrmLl2Xz-dK7v1cxQANC0mnrpVOkCDETlnpEW2_J-Z9QKmGMJ9F88qaCc_ACo3sjSr2uIw/s400/DSCF3387.JPG" border="0" /></p><p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287095413125766130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 314px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj6ZAEAnsUCsSqw_hmHLDRiz2MZWbN0BfNPrW7RntsiqCzraYGQgnkIOZulonyrU463d3SwB9Aqk_ApMKiDQZEVjpC5PbUqLHnb28C1yHoD_l3gH004840vYUT1ARhPhELBA1KDrQ/s400/UTP_0153.jpg" border="0" />aku sudah bergelar graduan. selepas 5 tahun bersabung kepala otak, akhirnya aku dapat jugak bersalam dengan Tun. sekeping ijazah ni la yang nak menentukan arah idup aku selepas ni. Alhamdulillah. </p><p><br /> </p><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287099268437791298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhI5YB5Zi8eMasrZoRUxl6KNxCMTl84Z9Id_r8hE9-sBFFce8DPUyv38JX1IfDukkYSULTxCc670yAgINC7S5QrmRIaYDNi3oN-FlllSMU_EGKA8lgDtmTVtmQc2V7c_On_Ecrqpg/s400/P4130001.JPG" border="0" /><br /><div>tahun ni jugak aku telah dilamar. dilamar oleh company idaman aku. nak target schlumberger, shell and exxon mcm tinggi sngt je cita2 tu. tapi aku tetap bersyukur. result aku masa kat utp taklah sehebat mana. boleh aku cakap memang tak hebat pun. Alhamdulillah, rezeki tuk aku masih ada. mayb berkat doa ibu n ayah masa pergi haji awal taun dulu, aku dapat kerja ni.<br /><br /></div><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287100194080328034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7gSF22Ph0vcIMt0vXaxh3t-NUIgR-8CAzYbUht8L1l1T3D5MbuEBuYL_PSXaenUpaxvyXv7ybQfn2ab1AXu4iocRr9A5z79iNDzrJcUhnXVX-4zdZJLqe8SRMDKKCJ5aXEkr3vQ/s400/2008-04-06+177.jpg" border="0" /></div></div></div><br /><div>kat sinilah aku belajar hidup sendiri, kat sini lah aku belajar apa itu tanggungjawab, jerit perih seseorang bergelar 'pekerja' mencari rezeki. baru lah tau susahnye nak cari duit tu. n masa ni jugak la aku tau, bnyk duit n boleh beli apa yang kite nak belum tentu akan buat kite happy. :) hopefully tahun ni akan jadi tahun rezeki tuk aku, dapat bonus besar, increament tinggi.. (tamak2.. nyumm)</div><br /><p></p><br /><p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287103845739737250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEguA9pGm52Q_uA7bIUx33BR6qOntFULUeA7W2ABmeHI_C_Z5kgFs_Ltq6j7nq6HWuu5FL3WRVzBf9OMdUWX8OD2eHs3yB4kNl2FqmJsQV735A9pB5PbpGx2gUS07IrQt-oa-iBZ8A/s400/DSC05467.JPG" border="0" />Dan inilah buah hati pengerang jantung saya. keluarga Hj Jamaludin. masih lagi tiada penambahan dan tiada pengurangan (Nauzubillah.. minta2 dijauhkan).NURUL ASWAD(berdiri paling kiri) dah ada ura2 bercinta tapi masih lagi merahsiakan percintaannya.aku tau tu. bile la nak dapat kak long ni. :) NUR RUZAINI(pki bj kurung kunun2 senyum manis tu) meneruskan penguasaan nya dekat UIA, dia masih mengekalkan rekod anak pakcik jamaludin paling pandai.tapi kantoi dating kat kedai makan alor gajah. sukahati la ani oi, yang penting ko pandai jaga diri. MOHD SHAHRUL ASHRAF(berdiri tengah2) dah jadi rakan masjid kat poli behrang.. bagus2. SHARUL AZFAR, baru dapat result PMR. bercita2 besar nak masuk UTP. dia kata best. (mcm abg dia..) pemain bola yang aku rasa terer skit kot dari aku. dan king and queen of the castle, HJ JAMALUDIN & HJH KATIJAH.(awal taun ni jugak ibu n ayah selamat menunaikan haji) what else to say other than I LOVE U SO MUCH.</p><br /><p>itulah sedikit sebanyak coretan taun 2008.diharap taun 2009 ni menjadi titik tolak hidup aku untuk menjadi seorang yang berguna. at least berguna untuk diri sendiri. selamat berjuang kepada aku yang berumur 25 tahun~~</p><p align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287109275960303074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj13h74enlMQW_ZJi4iUcwDASrgIFkwEYTqYYZYqKZ8iAWyMhyphenhyphenaqqsx-284J6snDKwt2PU1wSMhD6QYjM7Ir9W5RkiBWM3Qi48w-NjAlTxu2vaZFUFnBBL4XhnfY763-R2J3M82vg/s400/DSC05014.JPG" border="0" /><br /><em><span style="font-size:85%;">semoga aku menjadi 'orang'... AMIN..</span></em><br /></p><p></p>khairulizwanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11944396168935315530noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14427645.post-64909881970908451052008-12-30T23:27:00.002+08:002008-12-31T01:21:54.613+08:00money talk<div align="center">just went back from having 'special-less-ingredients-home-made' spaghetti.nnti nak lagi er u :P tq.. tq.. im not a big fan of spaghetti pun actually but miraclely tonight i do eat one whole plate of it. hehehe :)</div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center">at this moment i do struggling with a few things that related with money and future. 3 big things. CAR, HOUSE, and so called DUIT-KAWIN.hahaha</div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center">the thought of money (or the lack of it) almost always depress me. My mother for one, is the champion for invoking the state of my financials. Like the black holes, its a discussion that has no ending. Most times i just choose to walk away in the midst of her trying to prove her point as i know trying to prove mine would be futile.</div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center">its a sad affair, really. which is why i try to avoid discussing it though i know the fact of matter is, it will never go away. with more money, comes more responsibility, and more importantly, bigger desiress. Nothing could be further than the truth with someone claiming that their lifestyle will remain unchanged from the moment they move from a unpaid graduate to that management executive.-rubbish!!</div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center">" you have to put a side a fixed amount of savings every months that u can never ever touch", said a friend of mine that i i know is reliable enough when it came to money matters. "fair enough" i said to myself. i thought to myself, i can do it.</div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center">"work your expenditure to the very last detail."she added. Difficult with some pesky miscellaneous cost incurred from time to time, but i suppose, achievable.</div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center">"do not even think to get a credit card until u are REALLY stable to have one" she looked at me forcing to prove her point. "gila la minah ni" I retorted silently. this is 2008 honey, a card is essential.plus my jobs, sometimes required this valuable plastic things.</div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center">" try following those simple, basic rules and you ll be fine. trust me". truth is, i was anything but. not content with just swallowing it all like a fish. i explained to her my work life, parents fee, the things that essential and a few hundred bills that i have to account for every months. " then maybe you need to rethink your lifestyle. ask yourself all the time, do i really need this?" she finally added. that needless to say shut me up good.</div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center">from time we are born, we are so accustomed to all creature comforts that we get. they say changes comes with age and although i have toned it down a notch, i must confess. i do enjoy a good meal with my friends, once a while. but after that conversation on that fateful evenings, i founds my self assessing every situation, even when I'm buying a hair gel.</div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center">" Do i really need a gatsby when i can just by bryllcream?", " Do i really need that trousers even if they are the "in-thing" now?" " do i really need to eat at 'MESRA-MALL' instead of 'nasi-ayam-putih-sebelah-post-office'?" i do admit that sudden changes does not create a warm fuzziness deep within me. i still grumble and drag my knuckles on the ground, but more than anything, I'm curious to see if this will actually help me in a long run.</div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center">"think long term" that's my mantra for the moment. can also take as a new year resolutions. every time i walk past CK boutique and see those nicely-tempting jeans, "think long term!!" Every time i hold those feather-light weight Nike boots, it hits me like a tones of bricks " think long term!!"</div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center">so like beyonce, i shall be 'fighting temptations' and begrudgingly haul myself to the bank every months to save a fixed amount of money.</div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center">in the meantime, should any of you, could give me advice or anything, which one, "new CAR or new HOUSE" and any suggestion for the new valuable house.(places and price)</div><br /><br /><div align="right"><span style="font-size:85%;">p/s: past few weeks, there's one anonymous (or more than one) had struggling giving me comments that smeels like marah, dendam or bengang. i dont know. if I'm doing any wrongs to you, I'm sorry. i cant publish ur comments but anyhow , thanks for visiting. :)</span></div>khairulizwanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11944396168935315530noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14427645.post-74220889525627213822008-12-22T22:53:00.003+08:002008-12-22T23:00:53.587+08:00Awak..<div align="left"><em>"Aku senang jalan perlahan,</em></div><div align="left"><em>tapi sekarang aku sedang berlari..dan tak berhenti..</em></div><div align="left"><em>seakan aku ini senang lari</em></div><div align="left"><br /><em>Aku senang sesuatu yang lurus,</em></div><div align="left"><em>tapi sekarang aku bari dari kiri dan menuju ke kanan</em></div><div align="left"><em>seakan aku senang berbelok-belok</em></div><div align="left"><br /><em>Aku senang matahari,</em></div><div align="left"><em>tapi sekarang aku lebih menanti malam,</em></div><div align="left"><em>seakan aku senang dengan kekelaman</em></div><div align="left"><br /><em>aku bermimpi tentang pelangi,</em></div><div align="left"><em>tapi sekarang aku sedang menunggu mendung</em></div><div align="left"><em>seakan aku suka dengan hujan</em></div><div align="left"><br /><em>aku mulai tak tau</em></div><div align="left"><em>dunia berputar,akupun berputar</em></div><div align="left"><em>padahal dulu aku punya poros,</em></div><div align="left"><em>tapi sekarang berbeda</em></div><div align="left"><em></em> </div><div align="left"><em>aku melanglang buana dalam zaman</em></div><div align="left"><em>semakin kehilangan</em></div><div align="left"><em>dan kaki semakin rapuh dalam berpijak..</em></div><div align="left"><br /><em>sudah..lelah..aku tak suka aku</em></div><div align="left"><em>aku mau aku</em></div><div align="left"><em>yang dulu...</em></div><div align="left"><em></em> </div><div align="left"><em>aku mencari aku</em></div><div align="left"><em>aku kehilangan aku"</em></div><div align="left"> </div><div align="left"><em></em> </div><div align="left"> </div><div align="right"><em>dengar seperti mustahil, tapi aku perlukan masa yang dulu.</em></div>khairulizwanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11944396168935315530noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14427645.post-76452581637291377352008-12-17T01:02:00.003+08:002008-12-17T01:38:59.329+08:00Karma<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhoM2Xub_VpPOf5IQEwEUsdjVhtmSjhDgFp3bns0dL_LaUrMAQ97UIOjmrFRyS-snt2baepFzYNZitn6g-s1XJYEg8rg-DYxu2KBwW_eTSjJlBQRIR7wlUIs11poOlawJy3vh4aMg/s1600-h/karma.png"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280442582868781922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 245px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhoM2Xub_VpPOf5IQEwEUsdjVhtmSjhDgFp3bns0dL_LaUrMAQ97UIOjmrFRyS-snt2baepFzYNZitn6g-s1XJYEg8rg-DYxu2KBwW_eTSjJlBQRIR7wlUIs11poOlawJy3vh4aMg/s400/karma.png" border="0" /></a><br /><div align="center">What u give, ull get back. thats hows karma works. on my side, i should belive in Qada' n Qadar. everything that happen to u or what ever things that u done, always have consequence.buat baik, di balas baik, buat jahat di balas jahat. simple is it? </div><br /><div align="center"></div><br /><div align="center">thats what im feeling rite now, im in zone where, ill get what ever ive had done.now i feel the pain, dulu aku tak kisah, ikut suke.. but its okay, ill take it as a learning process. </div><br /><div align="center"></div><br /><div align="center">one mistake ruin everything. everything that ive had build struggly.</div><br /><div align="center"></div><br /><div align="center">am i deserve this?</div><br /><div align="center"></div><br /><div align="center">if i got a chance to fix it, would the result will be fairytales-happyly-ever-after? </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"><em></em> </div><div align="left"><span style="font-size:85%;"><em>p/s: if u read this, just want u to know that, im still me. n i missed the old us.</em></span></div>khairulizwanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11944396168935315530noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14427645.post-21856361406808130072008-12-15T23:02:00.005+08:002008-12-16T00:00:59.371+08:00Rupanya, aku bukan la malang sangat...<div align="center"><br /></div><div align="center">just finished one presentation to PMC yesterday morning. a big "fuhhhh... legaaa". could imagine me myself jadi bahan 'tetakan' pagi tu. but lucky me. thanks to the presenter seblum aku tu yang dah drag time up to 30 minits. so just a run thru je la presentation aku tu. PD leh buat lawak tu kire ok la tu.</div><div align="center"><br /></div><div align="center">After the presentation, Manoks had gave me this one blog address. she said nice to be read. </div><div align="center"><br /></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"><br /></div><div align="center">"Panjang, ko baca blog ni.. ada org yang lagi malang dr ko.."</div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center">Cehh.. </div><div align="center">(sorry, the address of the blog cant be published due to certain circumstances.)</div><div align="center"><br /></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"><br /></div><div align="center"></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280035243944457442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 314px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhW_tKSfVZsZA6Tpra7H33n6v9C3-HNWPBavsbeg2Gw9vomB8rfKDMMCjFmIdChkzH_G7R0Q859V7q_5OqCbncjVTmRNHgANrrt3dr2SITVLGuj8hxUSZEb6H59YZfd1LTNzUr8VA/s400/untitled.bmp" border="0" /><br /><br /><br /><div align="center">Korang pernah tgk cerita "CINTA" ni. yup, sounds a bit jiwang but kalau boleh aku nak paksa korang tgk cerita ni. sepatutnye sume pengarah muvie kat malaysia kene ada otak macam Khabir Bakhtiar ni. dgn jln cerite yang lain dari yang lain, ngan shot2 nice, camera angle yang kreatif gila babik. bgs2.. baru la berbaloi bayar tiket wayang RM10 tu.</div><br /><div align="center">ok, the main point is, ada satu plot dlm cerita ni yang mengisahkan si suami (rasihdi Ishak) telah di dump oleh isterinya (rita rudaini). masa tu aku terpikir, a bit spoiler la tuk filem ni sbb takkan la ada kes2 mcm ni. da kawin, ada anak n plus lakinye bapak la baik.. siap surprise nak bgi rumah lagi. tu pun kene dump. atas alasan isterinye dah jumpe soul mate.masa tu aku punye la mencarut dlm hati... mencarut kuat2 kang aku balik kene carut ngan org dlm wayang tu. not to be bias on any gender pun. but if the situation vice versa, aku carutkan jugak lakinye tu. </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center">tapi lepas aku baca blog yang si manok ni bagi kat aku, baru la aku tau, ada jugak spesis mcm ni kat dunia ni. ingtkan dlm muvi jek.</div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center">secara ringkasnye aku bgtau isi kandungan blog tu. blog tu adalah hasil karya seorang wanita yang bergelar isteri kepada si S ni. memula aku baca happy je kisah hidup diorang, berkahwin, berpuasa sama2, beraya sama2. tetapi rupa2nye, baru 2 bulan kahwin plus 7 tahun bercinta, si isteri minta cerai pada si S ni. kenapa? sbbnya sebulan sebelum menikah dengan si S ni, si isteri ni kunun2 nye pergila berjumpa dengan EX nya yang dulu, si H. n what really happen was, si isteri ni some how the old LOVE spark had lighten up once again. so the short meet up become a regularly dating. and she admit that she fall really2 depp into si H ni, padahal 2-3 hari ni nak nikah ni. can u imagine how does she innocently, wear the baju pengantin and bersanding with S padahal, deep into her heart she love another guy. i really hope dat the story end at that point.</div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center">tak abis lagi rupanya, infact, after marriage, si isteri lagi kerap dating ngan H, went to Australia with H while S in malaysia working with all his will tuk mencari rezeki nak bagi isteri makan. S**T... masa ni aku da menyirap gle la baca..(EMOSI gak la aku time ni...) dengan selamba si isteri ni boleh cerita all this thing dlm blog dia. plus agak kurang hajar jugak perilaku si H ni.. dia boleh proudly upload the picture he with the isteri into his facebook. mana la hilang rasa perikemanusiaan mamat ni aku pun tak tau.... malu aku ada lelaki mcm ni kat dunia ni.</div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center">so at the time blog tu ditulis, these legally couple dah tak duduk sekali. and in a process for divorce. haih... and guess what, after further browsing thru this blogs, aku baru tau, si S dlm blog ni was my best friends masa aku keje kat kl dulu. lagi la aku mencarut... aku plak baru jumpe mamat ni minggu lepas n aku plak tanpa rasa bersalah pergi tanya, "S, mana bini ko?" demns.... mcm mana la dia rasa bile aku tnya mcm tu...</div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center">betul la Manok, ada org lagi malang dari aku...</div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center">Moral of the story is, jgn sayang orng sgt2.. hahaha.. what ever pun "DONT SETTLE WITH 2nd BEST"</div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center">My level of working energy had drop to 30%...MALAS... "Tonik Penghapus Malas".. sapa ada?</div><div align="center"> </div>khairulizwanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11944396168935315530noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14427645.post-61862109151535053422008-12-13T00:19:00.004+08:002008-12-13T00:57:57.896+08:00its me again<div>heyy.. time goes by so fast, i dont even realized it had been like 10 months? 11months? of 'missing in action'. there's a few times that i wanted to start throw some junks into this blogs but dunno y tak kesampaian. sometimes feel so malas, dah nak start typing, idea plak takde and sometimes rasa mcm.. "ermmmm.. ada ke org baca?" but who cares... hahahaha..</div><br /><div></div><br /><div>so far, i dont changed alot. still sempurna semua pancaindera, Alhamdulillah. rambut tak panjang2,( bengang gak la nak tunggu rambut ni panjang balik). janggut da beribu kali cukur, and fracture on my right foot become worst. other than that, im still in a piece.thats on my physical </div><br /><div></div><br /><div>working life,still in kerteh and perhaps will be stranded here for about another 5 or 6 years? or maybe selama lamanye. aku tak kisah... tapi keje da makin bnyk and makin memeningkan.so skang ni da boleh cakap ngan bebudak sekolah, " korang enjoy la life blajar ni habis habisan.. kalau tak menyesal macam aku". <div></div><br /></div><div>still single, as in tak kawin lagi. ibu da start tanye2, bile nak kawin. adoilaaaa.. nape dia tak tnya abg aku dulu. but i know, she doesnt mean pun to push me for dat. saje je dia geli2 nak ada cucu.insyaAllah, niat di hati tu memang ingin menikah.but with who, when and how.. still on HIS willing. im still waiting for the mysterious gift from the Almighty.hopefully and i know, surely it will be the best for me. sabarr~~</div><div> </div><div> </div><div>see.. ive told ya, bila da ngadap laptop ni sume idea dah hilang kemana tah.</div><div> </div><div>its getting late, drive all the way from melaka to kerteh and now im alone here in my house on friday night doing nothing. thanks to PMC presentation on sunday. slide satu haram tak buat lagi. haih.</div><div> </div><div> </div><br /><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278944117021839682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 360px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 259px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjrCrr1rzqgjUHIx6_i3Yw8ZIOogZ2Rt98d4CkyhBDJMZJ5ksX5-nVu1BK2-oCujYbEyxBi3kAz4IJAUeFh_2sz4Cha8EBVv6fc0qv1m4igpSNaujkyaLbC_0G299O3srzap8z0bw/s400/IMG_0055.JPG" border="0" /></div>khairulizwanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11944396168935315530noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14427645.post-8757265974232319172008-02-13T17:11:00.004+08:002008-02-13T17:24:50.174+08:00The JobIt's now official.<br /><br />Company : PETRONAS Carigali Sdn Bhd - PMO Division<br />Job title : Maintenance Engineer<br />Location : KERTEH<br />Report Date : 17th feb<br /><br />there's the latest. just cant wait to live in my new worldkhairulizwanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11944396168935315530noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14427645.post-32347069051659843252008-01-23T23:00:00.000+08:002008-02-05T15:57:44.690+08:00new world<div align="center">so long this blog had been mute.. ni pun curi masa kat cc ayoi n wrote down something.</div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">ive been employed..</div><div align="center">yuhuuu~~</div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">yup, Alhamdulillah ive been employed by Petronas Carigali.</div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">wish me luck k :)</div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">later...</div>khairulizwanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11944396168935315530noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14427645.post-40597707172631842392007-12-08T16:08:00.000+08:002007-12-08T18:30:32.718+08:00i WAS a student<div align="center">last wednesday was my last duty as a student. final project presentation.Alhamdulillah everythings going well. even dr arazi apa tah yang dia tak puas hati ngan aku, 2 sem asik mengondem project aku. but who cares, im done..<br /></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141513040087191762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhUFp-bVl7AZ9MuK9td8KxKw75QOVvtX8WFF8OxAWG4_2svw8fOmOxrObam2C2pa9BJrhVIX13f3lfXtnxZ2m5zXQXp8W3oGF5Am1NoVFn3YNa0lAh_9mR8gKawENdh5oSwkhnrGg/s400/DSCN5911.JPG" border="0" /></div><br /><br /><div align="center">after last paper<br /></div><br /><br /><p align="center">no more study. and everyone start worying about job. ada yang da dapat placement. ada jugak yang da start keje. bagusla. for me, not yet. just one interview waits me. maybe after christmas.</p><br /><br /><div align="center">just got another 3-4 days to spend a last moment in utp. i know i would miss all the moment, but for time being, put that a side, i cant wait to go home. cant wait to start working. any works would do.</div><br /><br /><div align="center"><br /></div><br /><br /><div align="center">if i can draw the feel after graduating, mine is not so colorful... should be i felt happy, seronot, huhahuha.. but ada aje prob yang datang. tak putus2 datang. takpela. maybe its a sign.. apa pun, happy graduating to all utpians..</div><br /><br /><div align="center"><br /></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><br /></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><br /></div><br /><br /><p align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141516308557304034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjGAvUDWrwGbhMWWCwKyVxXWlhlIp7yghw6_pri2B2SfhnNVrS7O42fn6CeJ7ZGMfTu8GBj65xFHCrw__HVSq5OX3dB-QZ07deOp7x5GQA9BVJ-jeNKlFBg3jzfk8bvFVBZCZjPEA/s400/DSCN6034.JPG" border="0" />im done<br /></p><br /><br /><div align="center"><br /></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141547335401050418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhaX8zN2enFZUL3tcUI14XiRs1PpI0qqK-g2Ul9GyayJu22uBq0gGVciM79c1WnV9jM_B8dp6iQpOKBuYMo1GmsM98koio0eaCXj27_a63oSgmmVDOW8if_KAs7g14lHkQsx8liUg/s400/DSC_0072.JPG" border="0" /><br /><p align="center">we done it</p><p> </p><p align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141545007528775954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg7cyayPMBjoi075ZvReCf4Yt9zhYk3m0pJaLzZh7HbSKec_s-aQiiXj_9-8G1r9mwMuCICRvA2glzJthmS0eDXwJ04a-Nh0yD4eTyT-5KStzDqAZd8P4nK8yHkwdsYuakdrlPM8A/s400/DSC_0099.JPG" border="0" /> and we...</p><p align="center"></p><p align="center"></p><p align="center"> </p><p align="center"></p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141545638888968482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjSMyev4UtM2sM8hg1ew-ZuB6uMcik0V00bZthYX6GVHG_i8yaPyKlnVbdF2CyP6zdusKDr3pDZ_nsZDZN0Cv-5cKPVG_zn-3nPKuuxByEP-uvpceuhAvLowE_sMhQFkLAeH6XVXQ/s400/DSC_0100.JPG" border="0" /><br /><p align="center">feel damn happy<br /><br /></p><br /><p align="center"></p>khairulizwanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11944396168935315530noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14427645.post-65934090506792812322007-11-11T19:16:00.000+08:002007-11-11T19:57:55.327+08:00Finalecounting days to end my student life. last final for my entire life ( i wish.. since takde terlintas langsung nak amik master).<br /><br /><div><div>19th - Building design n technology</div><div>24th - Basic Arabic language</div><div>26th - Drilling n Production tech</div><div>28th - Marine n offshore struct </div><div>4th - FYP Presentation</div><br /><br /><div>not so lucky wif the timetable, but, what to do?</div><br /><br /><div>but between that period, i need to go back to malacca on 21 n 22. my parents will do the Haji this year. sadly cant join the kenduri on 17th. hopefully there will save towards all the journey.</div><br /><br /><br /><div></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131548101214441746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh78TOJab_UbsPFAnDYx5Cs2Vt5ulvaegoQR2nDSQCHaCy3k6UNXhzxBli_sTfFzlSgoM7weLKVHY4S_NlGmxWvg85D4E34OQEsThrEa7oKVjncmBNcBdWLcZHm4v83Z437GCyMKg/s400/11112007(001).jpg" border="0" /><br /><br /><br /><div>one more things. my boots break into 2. tu petandanye dia suruh belajar..no more main2.. but den, i love the boots so much. the best boots ive ever have. remember my first boots, back in 98 (sekolah rendah dulu not counted sbb sekolah sponsored) a pair of PUMA. bought by my old man. tak silap, RM69 kot. masa tu mahal da kot. after dat, Adidas.. form 3, naik form 4, Adidas Predator first edition. 2 years using that boots..masuk U, 3 pairs of NIKE. but this nike mercury is my feveret..tought, this will be the last, tapi patah plak, adoii..</div><br /><br /><div></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131548758344438050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-VmyHmAL9ZGdoiM2ufjs-jenhnQQiWge9dJ7Bky2kSmdx-0QiLfPIVN1ScTat7KuFZdwaSUniiwN_NZY-gwqwE-BcpNHd_u4Joi6JXSZL2pJ8R_4nq2EQT9IRD0PEXOvoW45erA/s400/11112007.jpg" border="0" /><br /><br /><div>wish me luck in struggling the last moment as a student. </div></div>khairulizwanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11944396168935315530noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14427645.post-66965282416567092302007-10-27T18:01:00.000+08:002007-10-28T05:54:58.615+08:00after Eid-Fitri<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhqhxavbyJm-WWUBj_pLoF7fKJyG2wxjTHjMQECOA3TuEMY1Mbdtw2dh9Nrik88rSErXiiYpHT_AgLFeF3I3tY7om_mhu_nu4SubLfArdICtm38OK5MIDTh2upsdWXeKx1iyYTArw/s1600-h/13102007(005).jpg"><span style="font-size:85%;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126127017378107602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhqhxavbyJm-WWUBj_pLoF7fKJyG2wxjTHjMQECOA3TuEMY1Mbdtw2dh9Nrik88rSErXiiYpHT_AgLFeF3I3tY7om_mhu_nu4SubLfArdICtm38OK5MIDTh2upsdWXeKx1iyYTArw/s400/13102007(005).jpg" border="0" /></span></a><span style="font-size:85%;"> </span><br /><div><span style="font-size:85%;">back from raya holiday. got another weeks before study weeks n final will be started. feeling greats. nice raya holiday. nice family time and nice hang out times.. </span></div><br /><div><span style="font-size:85%;">alot of open house, sehari tu cecah 11 rumah gak la. not actually open house, but den nama pun raya kan, 24-7 ar kene open house. </span></div><br /><br /><div><span style="font-size:85%;"></span></div><span style="font-size:85%;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126128413242478818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiClA7wLqKg5Uvn4ak1Tk9CZ8VuJ44vU_6y5KOfTE3Ny02QM_ijOW_XS751Mb4VVfpOhRWGalpQspUyCk0iebg1P6DZqFvgD4ylTDcXqpLjfBZojK5AapjyX2l6J2nM36DAkx2VRQ/s400/14102007.jpg" border="0" /><br /></span><div><span style="font-size:85%;">i can called this raya is a 'friends edition'.. nasib baik la raya first tu ayah ajak balik jasin.kalau tak memang tak jumpe sedara la aku. spent most of my time with fren. bgn pagi, trus kuar, balik malam. if i want to tell the detail, tak menang tgn nak tulis. so kesimpulannye, raya ni best.</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-size:85%;">thanks to those lovely friends.good to have all of u. ramai da dduk melaka skang ni.casper je la yang kene rajin rider balik melaka. bgs2. senang nak ajak korang buat bende2 mungkar....</span></div><div><span style="font-size:85%;"></span> </div><div><span style="font-size:85%;">eating alot of food, smpi muntah~yup, i puke twice. haha..</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-size:85%;">no pic raya for this raya. blame CNN for that.. oh yeah. CNN doing one documentary at my house. and my family is the actressess. they making a documentary about, how malaysian malay celebrate ramadhan n raya.they said it will be distributed for more than 30 countries worlwide. from day one puasa u until raya, sume activities had been recorded, masuk hutan amik buluh, bakar lemang, ibu pergi pasar, berbuka up untill gi semayang raya, gi kubur. </span></div><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126137587292623106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhRvPgd3W2qySd6m_wedFyBJ5VVgqu9SRx5sQu531ZI6XkQlRwDvOmFELa7tpK58rt4WbSSV96h15FgZ0suyt005MUiYh1nFbWqYkoK3JDi1mhMpqpuSWDx5h1BLwQ54Ms2HeGNqw/s400/12102007(006).jpg" border="0" /><br /><div><span style="font-size:85%;"></span></div><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126133786246566130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg26l8Osz2v_LAjj6JSDl4vmdzRpDyvmA_uapz2PnGZFBNNEuNidT-eIngHROn2aQIagUsj3LC93OwiQyu5yEfced2h3Ki2Gi39srMpOGJs_V4oq0Su7TfyYlt8S-UwG2XhW5wOYA/s400/12102007(010).jpg" border="0" /></span><br /><div><span style="font-size:85%;">so thinking of taking fmily pic when that salam2 time, but tak boleh nak buat apa because CNN tu nak recorded the moment. ceish</span><br /></div><div><span style="font-size:85%;">but now, back to utp wif a tones of work. FYP, test, final exam... demn~~</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-size:85%;"></span></div><div><span style="font-size:85%;">i want to have a holiday... anyone?</span></div>khairulizwanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11944396168935315530noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14427645.post-72165922010057554792007-10-10T05:02:00.000+08:002007-10-10T05:44:28.371+08:00Eid-Fitri<div align="center">im going home :)</div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119454570263177250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9T7-7Qw_sDbtGoqrTQGwzdSVYWkEviaYMstAD2fiwQM7hR2fPSFGwCGiCY2L3JXUz8LfIrRes3gDvDKNaaZOeKK3A6FdLtH96xKBEqmj1v90LmH3CRbFJKjkicisco8qO2SvsDQ/s400/untitled1.bmp" border="0" /></div><div align="center">to those people that spending their little time reading my blogs, i want to say sorry for everything that ive doing wrong. zahir n batin. </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center">wish u the best raya ever.</div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center">assalamualaikum.</div>khairulizwanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11944396168935315530noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14427645.post-76966792869140793852007-10-07T17:55:00.000+08:002007-10-07T23:21:23.727+08:00haih<span style="font-size:85%;">how to seperate people yang hangat dilamun cinta?</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">its hard rite? plus the things which blocks their so-called 'cinta suci' is their own PARENTS. im used to be feel like tak aci la if parents sibuk2 to stop or block the relationship but times flew by, and now i think the parents sometimes have right to stop the relationship. </span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">theres many cases ad reason that parents dont want their children not to be with their couples. some are with stupid and narrow minded reason such as money, life style, kedudukan and bla bla bla.. i called that stupid because thats have nothing to do with happines.. takde duit? boleh kerja. takde pangkat? boleh cari. but happiness yang tak bleh dibeli.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">different cases if the parents stop their lovely children to stop seing their the couples if the couples clearly not suite for their children. kaki pukul? kaki perempuan? kaki kikis? many other reason.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">we ( i said 'we' coz i think the one that read this blog is sume2 yang blum kawin kan?and belong as a anak to our parents kan kan?) as a anak i think sometimes should consider what our parent's opinion. our parents da besarkan korang darila sebesar tapak tangan sampai la korang besar panjang ni, takkan la diorang nak tgk korang tak happy. parents mana yang taknak tgk anak diorang happy.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">for me, parents and family still have the greatest priority in my heart. for me these people are everything. i dont want to feel the happiness at my own. if im happy, so do they. if there are not happy, vise versa. i know my parents more than any people in this earth and my parents know me better than myself. im not the typical anak soleh or anak ibu @ ayah yang ikutt je cakap diorang ( even all of us should always obey on them aite?), but this is who i am. sometimes yes i do had some ketidaksepahaman wif my old man but i know they do tegur on this and that coz of some reason. </span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">i do lucky to have a parents that let me to decide which road that i want to follow. some parents are stricly want their children to be what they want to be. not what their children loves to be.( as in mcm education la.. ada mak ayah yang paksa anak amik medic la, acount la..) at this point i can see that my parents dont 'tegur' for no reason. make sense gak la kan. not just me, but sume my adik beradik, our life depends to ourselves.</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">ok, new question.</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">what would u do if u are the person that need to 'putuskan' others relationship?</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">same roots probs, PARENTS.</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">what would u do if u are the person that OTHERS PARENTS, ask to seperate their daughter @ son relationship. haha.. so guys? any suggestion? what should u do if u are on this situation. welcomed any suggestion...</span><span style="font-size:85%;">my prof, Dr Kurian once said that '<em>u can control action, but cant control reaction' </em>i do agree wif him. u can control what u want to do, but u cant control others people tought. </span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">haih~ enough on that...</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">im not a big fan of rugby, but i do loves the game. (played it once back in teknik dulu, but cant see 185cm winger can past thru easily :P ) but last night game was magnificient. </span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><strong>england vs australia</strong> - so so la game dia (tak tgk pun sbb masa ni masa bersukan di malam minggu :P). but my friends told me that this is not an England wons, but wilkinson wons.dah dia je yang buat drop kick tu... huhu ( to denise, etho wallabies kalah, aku nak jugak tau baju dia.. haha)</span><br /><br /><div align="left"><br /></div><br /><p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118613559832045586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0jaYFCVCEWeFrV6cihlwzzvX8CDOcDYEKlcZvPK1D7OzL81_v1-QHg_Rq9uCQ6VH180HguZdD8qC7vonlzKM9G0J87mpBrpG9FyDryXVLGZAXxav2Tx5sFG9M-jbLNbS6MJXMiQ/s320/gyi0050801453_3272_sq_full-lnd.jpg" border="0" /></p><br /><p align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;">damn loves his kick</span></p><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /><p align="left"><br /><strong>france vs all blacks</strong> - game ni aku tgk..huu~~ best2.. walaupun try tak bnyk, but i can see the passion and spirit of both teams to win. especially all blacks la kan. with records of 45 games for both teams, all blacks had won 34 of them and just once draw. on paper, all blacks la kan.. but who knows ( if soccer, we can say, bola tu bolat, apa2 leh jadi..errr kalau rugby?) all blacks kalah~~ huhu.. 11 minutes to go, france got one more try and for me, the try should not been counted cos it starting from the forward pass.but hell michalak is fast... demn!! wheres the video reff? but credit to france gak la, they defends their side like it makes of gold and they lucky All blacks twice give france turn over at 10 feets on france touch line.</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"></span><br /></p><span style="font-size:85%;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118610158217947122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXyJlqAzCaG3INq8LWd-nneLC9oafx6NPZlBiPf36i56ZMjeMpyCUpBetANQDCwcL-9sXTsMdqD7rDjnaALLPKRJf8_i8lFKZ0Y0IypgIEtl4LtgNnRB0o_OfCOPRL1kznkSZbGA/s320/gyi0050802730_3302_sq_full-lnd.jpg" border="0" /><br /><p align="center">we just can see this next 4 years :) </p><br /><p align="center"></p><br /><p align="center">next to go</p><br /><p align="center">springbrooks vs fiji and argentina vs scotland<br /></p></span><span style="font-size:85%;"></span>khairulizwanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11944396168935315530noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14427645.post-88620106499288505402007-10-05T10:49:00.000+08:002007-10-06T03:46:30.234+08:00hectic<span style="font-size:85%;"> </span><span style="font-size:85%;">assalamualaikum<br /><br /></span><div><div><span style="font-size:85%;">at last, im home.. eventhough for just a couple of days but ive had a max fun. catching up wif my old-bestest-hometown friends. plus my twins pun ada.next season he will play for Malacca. yes, surely got free ticket.haha damn,we have a lot of laugh. leaving up all the serabutness of my project, assignment,all the probs are forgetten when im wif them. hanging out up untill sahur.</span></div><div><div><br /> </div><div align="left"><span style="font-size:85%;"></span></div><span style="font-family:Courier New;"></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117708051877029602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmoWN5k5CJxCyjhbWvJTg6qnyPzu30WYOybnkxn8GI9lDp3wVXLbaC0MXlzMz43H_a0AUYIN_Y2c9SyEmEK8_bycAQSGxQh3YhvakuY0oAIwHsvScw9HxJYTd9c3o4kQRagRI5VQ/s320/30092007.jpg" border="0" /><br /></span><p align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;">this is at tmn cempaka. the biggest midnight sale during hari raya. u can get everything here.</span></p><br /><p align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117709306007480050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFjHBimvoWDQ6J1gcYdgTAsdBgd9cnXEHnnUGdmyQeLdKClu5pFis-2aETdWhVxsdqaNmvXh6_65BX0nBHNqeb5hmy6FNmABC2HQYKPJhosCYk6OFVFvIxQCY7ckhyEVLQzfCk_Q/s320/30092007(003).jpg" border="0" />4.30am... location? hahaha<br /></span></p><br /><div align="left"><span style="font-size:85%;">but something also happen. :( i 'accidentally' ter'accident'kan ayah's 'baby'.. im so clumsy.. haih.. rasa bersalah gle kat ayah. im so afraid to get back home after that incident happen. balik2 umah je sume tgh buke, ketar2 jugak la nak masuk umah tu. my dad is the 'garangest' dad ever. tp tu dulu la.masa sekolah rendah dulu.since da masuk sek men,ayah tak pernah marah. but still, kitorang adik beradik still rasa ayah garang. speechless masa ibu asking me why balik lmbt. "err.. kete ada eksiden skit.." but, ayah wif selamba faces continuing makan like nothing happen. but i know, he was very2 upset on what happen to his car :( im so so rasa bersalah. </span></div><br /><div align="left"><span style="font-size:85%;">my house also got complete makeover. balik2 je terkejut gak la umah da jadi pink.. haha.. and on the inside, yellow~ matching wif langsir la kunun2.. :P plus, i have a pet cat.ibu yang bela, she soo loves the cat. n the cat also so manja. even it sleeps in a master bedroom. ceish</span></div><br /><br /><div><span style="font-size:85%;"></span></div><span style="font-size:85%;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117710388339238658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhRRGvB4DJeh2WuRe8SaoJZlp2w-HMW6bGRHKdjRGzo0_ZneKHA4ujkYcuCgHuz8K7VzBo8voPKlpd06bOMIrHFmmuH7i_yMa8OY5bYcd4cSq_A7aphXbqq6brtfKDDrI_SyRJI_Q/s320/29092007(001).jpg" border="0" /></span></div><div><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-size:85%;">ignoring that i got one presentation, my quick holiday was superb. except that car incident la. i guess my raya nnti i have to be boss. pekyol n brother bi', u need to pick up me at home la kalau nak jalan2.</span></div><div><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-size:85%;">back to utp, pre-edx presentation are wating. pre-edx is like a qualification round that every fypII student need to get through. to get places in EDX nnti la. but for my, its such a burden. and please, to all jury, dont pick me. like has said, edx is such a pain in a ass..haha. i guess her right. stayed all night long to prepared the poster. </span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /><br /></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117741230499391298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxQnKqUlRvJs8BNF1DSgstdSeYaZ3Apy3nXtncWJ2IfAxhiAVt60SiHvwEvMtJplW15ZErMBdXKyr-_E_zZp1onMVe_9pbLdauxfGuebmbhyjiKbsg16ZvDU3KBDktpjWXznImxQ/s320/03102007(001).jpg" border="0" /> expecting a lot of ngarut n belit question from dr saeidi.. but at last, he just concern about ,my long topic. ciss..<br /></span></div><span style="font-size:85%;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117783419963140002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSgRKayoSfGrdwvY5tN0bjJDcWSfM2egwWWMoKhpjHxkiN4_j91QfnmTnRBCrr8SiEOf8M_ZxCdoIw_AI-AbUYJOI9ouPNhFbqczeRfAFRSPvCoI9x12hA4TzoDE2MFYV8p3F3eg/s320/03102007.jpg" border="0" /><br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117939103937685458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0x_3ISPhkQf5Ob16GErie8bk7gvnIHbbDVF1VY6nwJQUynXRKaCOGYxdDNiV2oq5Ohx92rKazsCysCY6M94PRgkIbew8-ktucHoUJu_hF7rsHSuvjo6Q73IC7Q3h2VunpvO8a0w/s320/03102007(029).jpg" border="0" /><br /><br /></span><div><span style="font-size:85%;">the presentation going fine. even last minute changed to my evaluator quite 'mengganggu konsentrasi', but everythings going well. no tough question being asked. but im surely that im not going to EDX becaus, both my evaluators doesnt like my poster. haha.. one comment, my title was soo long, need to be adjust to make it shorter. i kind of aware of that but, long topic looks cool aite?hahaha..</span></div><br /><br /><div><span style="font-size:85%;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117938094620370866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEincMyMF6-JBowUonp-5Mf-rx3DrdNbJVZEQqvQNiTm66z7NLjNes6xPEhfOTgYnSaNHw5hvcjhW_HpNJQLupPQfcsNtg-7awOg-2v4NrqSLZkQdmBOpxnoJDjJmZNBa07kX9QIoQ/s320/03102007(004).jpg" border="0" /><br />its just about 4 days left before once again balik kampung. for raya. damn, cant wait for dat...<br /><br /></span><div></div></div></div>khairulizwanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11944396168935315530noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14427645.post-19926947907350862952007-09-23T05:32:00.000+08:002007-09-23T07:12:41.939+08:009 months<span style="font-size:85%;">assalamualaikum n hello to everyone.</span><br /><div><div><br /><div><div><span style="font-size:85%;">this blog have been statics for about 9months. up untill this stage i dont know if there are still viewers for this little tiny nonsense crap. for those that still visiting, thanks for ur little time. i appreciate it so much. but still, here i am typing something for kill my golden-but-wasted time :)</span></div><br /><div></div><div><span style="font-size:85%;">thinking of cathing all the moments that happens 9 months backward. but dont know if i could remember the detail.</span><br /></div><br /><div><span style="font-size:85%;">back to last year, i ve managed to finished 8 months of my interns at UEM World. quite sad but at that moment, tak sabar nak balik U. after all 8 months hidup as a working person, without assignment, stay up, group project, dateline, submition and bla bla bla.. all the student staff, tibe2 kene hidup as a student balik. damn hard to catch the feel as a student. lepas balik U tu rasa malas gle. but luckily ive managed to get 4flat for my internship. oh yeah, i think just UTP is applying pointer that will effect the CGPA on our internship. no other U take internship as part of the CGPA. so.. here i am. deans list for first time ever in my life.. yuhuu~</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-size:85%;">tapi kalau cakap kat budak utp, memang tak heran la deans list masa praktical. almost 99% kot yg dapat 4.00 flat :P. but still..</span></div></div><br /><p align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113152408371196802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgSh-577VXna9FLoQxd9oyNd_25tAHDucGmuCYnl8P6CpjYc6O0DDLvv0Snxd9mq8IAHA-57CvHrBZRuip7PVUIcyoX-pjBI_uoBrekerh0HCHLSuZzNvhTfjT-Ehdyi2FhJuhyQQ/s320/23092007.jpg" border="0" /><span style="font-size:85%;">bukti dapat deanlist.. haha</span><br /></p><br /><p align="left"><span style="font-size:85%;">i do thanks my supervisor back in UEM. mr Hatta, mr Ainul, mr Azman. they helps me alot. n of course to those wonderful officemate, kak lela, nazghun :P , shah, bahah, n wan kecik. takde diorang sure bosan gle kat office. i do miss all of them n mayb one day if i was in KL, ill be visiting them. bile korang masuk office baru nnti aku datang ar.</span></p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113155831460131730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2c2yn2P09TKS8sYpIJn9J5Cf6PLbX0TJcKNMZ6yRvY-4N-QAEIf2nUPmKGkVwwc3Py7RA1YKhmtjsy6d2-9iPiLEFQ_rcOIRsx_KzE2ccfblrQvXmwEWY1emixHzyCKYm3OdbuA/s320/IMG_1818.JPG" border="0" /><br /><br /><p align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;">raya posing kat office</span><br /></p><br /><p align="left"><span style="font-size:85%;">ive learnt alot from each person in this office, even takdela ramai sngt but i enjoy alot. mana taknye, ive been treated like permanent staff, got laptop/pc(forsurela ngan internet kan. siap dapat email uem lagi), personal desk phone, n ni yang aku rasa sume2 intern tak dapat tapi aku dapat, pajero company plus card petrol shell...haha.. heaven2. seyesly best..this is the starting moment i do realize i loooovvveee photography. mekasih la nazrun n cik wan yang bnyk tolong. so lepas je abis intern kamera pun tade.. soo tempang la.. somebody, pleaseee.. nikon D40X..haha. gle ngidam</span></p><p align="left"><span style="font-size:85%;">ok enough for intern story.</span></p><p align="left"><span style="font-size:85%;">back to utp. last sem (feb-jun), errmm.. sem yang paling banyak bende jadik. ada best n ada plak yang tak best. damn!! </span></p><p align="left"><span style="font-size:85%;">ok.. how to start,errr.. ok citer pasal bende2 best ar.. for me the are no other things yang best kat utp ni selain dr football.. haha. yup i do love football( kalau kat aussie tu soccer la ye nadia :P). as usuall, UTP League. this edition, ive played with a new team, old team with new faces. i could say the best team ever. n bolehla kata team paling kuat (based on player yang men team ni). KORMU BORKU FC. apa kormu borku tu, panjang citenye :P but got chances playing wif 'star' utp memang la best. besides me, acap, bibiq, ali, pait, nyzaz, nazmi, hisyam and marzuki, sume 2 ni pernah men for utp in MASUM or Celcom Cup. kire line up paling kuat la konon2. sume org mcm cakap "gle kuat team ni".. tapi.. kalau dah sume2 tu kuda2 tua.. haha.. competing wif so do i can called junior2~ memang perit. yela.. stamina diorang stamina org mude, yang kitorang2 ni dah expired..haha.. sadly, kitorang tak sampi pun knock out stage. plus, my ankle crack :( doc said that i cant play for 2 months, gle apa tak bersukan 2 bulan.missed 2 important match. tu yang kalah tu. hahah..but i do have a lot of happy moment playing wif them. </span><br /><br /></p><p align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;"></span><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113161548061602722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhywl3tROYP9BypkSfmwWlrdaNpbz8rdQ2j4oAP6oQAK7Vsom-WjFle25oZFoc4cKNCg1xiob9dkRY1ZoZb7rfmR341geH6bwXMBe5pH988igZGT069xcIQicqthBfRtDqOo4xgJA/s320/DSCF0014.JPG" border="0" /><span style="font-size:85%;">kormu borku~~</span><br /></p><br /><br /><p align="left"><span style="font-size:85%;">study mcm biasa la.. tunggang langgang, taking 7 subject, got only one A, sadly my final year project faces massive dissaster. dahla kene masa presentation... haih.. so, kempunan la nak dapat A for fyp, 4 crdt hour k..</span></p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113163377717670834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvNsmQd7sifC_PnQfcxtsgtf1j6v8orO2H9SDZxShCSCYq1It3EYpESykLSgafwmn6o4p1YxUsSyRPtnnZPK7Dp0DVSe7-W1wH-QHw2EVxSgHaVnuG63_FZ5ttv_4P1hI9GoX_Mw/s320/P1020516.JPG" border="0" /><br /><br /><p align="left"><span style="font-size:85%;">this is probbably my end product for fyp. but, haihhhh... tensen tul aku. at the end, with my new SV, we decided to changed the whole topic. but den ok la.. with new topic, takde lagi la stuck2 nak pikir solution baru. im happy wif that. as long i managed to get through, ok la.</span><br /></p><p align="left"><span style="font-size:85%;">sosial life? haha.. ni la part yang tak best untuk diceritakan. got some a little missunderstanding with me n one of my so-can-called baest fren la kat utp ni. ive tried everything to fixed up, but things got worst. sedey gak la. sbb we are on the final year. tak smpi 5 bulan je lagi duk sesama. but Alhamdulillah, everything goings ok rite now. no more masam2 muke n pulau memulau. even ada jugak yang stil terbawak2 smpi skarang ni, takpela.. n if i do did the wrong thing, sorry la ye.</span></p><p align="left"><span style="font-size:85%;">so sem ni, aku mulakan everything from zero, my friends, my self, my study,and my relationship (haih..), yela kan da final sem da pun. tak lama lagi da nak keje. takleh lagi la nak huha2 mcm skang ni.</span></p><p align="left"><span style="font-size:85%;">interview petronas aritupun tak berapa best.. so just tawakal. thats only i could do. hopefully managed to pikat org HR petronas tuk bagi aku keje.</span></p><p align="left"><span style="font-size:85%;">i want to enjoy my student life as much as i could.4 subject this sem, not as heavy as before but it makes me more lazy than before. klas ada sikit plus lect yang ermmm.. 'kureng' beest method pengajaran nye, memang tak gi klas la.. haihh~</span></p><p align="left"><span style="font-size:85%;">filling my free time mostly with my housemate. sports and karoke is the main agenda. tak tau la apsal diorang ni suke sangat karoke.. but sports tu memang best la. on evening play football n badminton, continued with table tennis @ volley @ futsal on the night.. damn its good. we did it every night. but skang ni takleh la.. nak terawikh lagi..</span></p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113168703477117890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQLSQu-d5KXkXvVCxy78wku6nEqZUf_8zxxSwbMng7HMhWD2mPaMk6gl664rt64HcOmZJKvRi6K4vZQW_Sxx4edRuutO8AcPMh-yujHU0ouPbultNIAHfenPJ6G2Pwx4C6zHGp5w/s320/01092007(004)edited.jpg" border="0" /><br /><p align="left"><span style="font-size:85%;">ermm there are amny thing to jog down.. but tetibe cam malas plak. :P </span></p><p align="left"><span style="font-size:85%;">part2 mayb? :P</span></p><p align="left"><span style="font-size:85%;"></span> </p><p align="left"><span style="font-size:85%;"><a href="http://scarline.fotopages.com/">scarline.fotopages.com</a></span></p><p align="left"><span style="font-size:85%;"><a href="http://profiles.friendster.com/sirapsuam">khairulizwan in friendster</a></span></p></div></div>khairulizwanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11944396168935315530noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14427645.post-1167151573333671562006-12-27T00:13:00.000+08:002006-12-27T00:55:59.596+08:00ive learnt<p>ive learnt how to hate you<br />everything you say and everything you do<br />all your lies and all your empty promises<br />your stupidity and your ego<br />your ever-changing mind and your selfishness<br />the way you said 'ive learnt' but in fact you learnt nothing</p> <p> </p> <p>ive learnt how to hate you<br />the way you never say thank you whenever i did something nice<br />the way you only say i love you when there is something in it for you<br />the way you were never grateful of having me by your side<br />the way you seek me when you're low, but leave me when you're high</p> <p> </p> <p>ive learnt how to hate you<br />despite all of my hopes, my dreams<br />despite of your unreachable dramas<br />despite the fact that we were once happy and blessed with the presence of each other<br />despite the fact that part of you will always be buried in me<br />despite in realisation, ive lost my true love</p> <p> </p> <p>ive learnt how to love you<br />but that was before<br />it is easier to love than to hate<br />ive learnt, that everything comes to an end<br />fruits rot, trees grow old, leaves turns yellow<br />and so do us<br />we've come to our end, our finish, our closing stages</p> <p> </p> <p>ive learnt how to hate you<br />but i dont want to be forever hating you<br />i grief my lost, and i move on<br />but the memory of you stays<br />and i wont try to erase them<br />ill be praying for the happiness of both of u</p> <p>i promise<br /></p> <p><span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" ><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" >credit to Ms Macy.. :)</span></span><br /></p>khairulizwanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11944396168935315530noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14427645.post-1166340268852225192006-12-17T15:18:00.000+08:002007-01-17T19:44:56.213+08:00to love is to let gowhat is love? one might ask. love is abstract, and how you elucidate it, wholly depends on the individual themselves. the topic of love never bores the human mind. its interpretation is ever changing, ever evolving and yet, is still dumbfounding.<br /><br /><br /><br />the meaning of love might differ from each person with different religions, ethnicity, age, gender, and backgrounds. to a couple growing old, love might represent the years they have been together, and how they would maybe one day die in the hands of each other. to teenage lovers, love might signify their promises and hopes, which to their adolescent minds, everything is possible. and to a married couple, love could mean, as cliche as it is, staying together for the kids.<br /><br /><br /><br />all these are the more specified definition of love. how about its general interpretation? does love mean caring about each other. does love show by showering one with gifts? is love felt when your heart races each time you are near that one person, and your eyes automatically searches for that person everytime you enter a room? does it mean that you love someone when you cant stop thinking about that person, and you want to be with him/her at all times?<br /><br /><br /><br />and yet again, can it be called love when there is only one person involved in something that is supposed to be a two way road? and in this said 'road', will there be any signboards to help us through, or even billboards to advertise a way out when we've had had enough? will there be speedtraps and bumps, that would slow us down when we're going too fast, and traffic lights that would tell us when to stop when the time is right? or are we all alone in this road, with no guidance what so ever, and the only voice we could hear comes from our heart?<br /><br /><br /><br />yes, i do ask a lot of questions. but its all for a good cause. there is this saying, "to love is to let go". loving someone means letting them go, giving that person freedom to do whatever he/she wants. tell me, how many people actually believe in that? in letting go i mean. letting go is hard, and i am saying this from personal experience. i am pretty sure you have experiences similar like mine. so what is the deal with this 'let go' thingy? that is one question that remains to stagger the human mind. my mind, to be exact.<br /><br /><br /><br />oh well, i leave you guys to answer my questions. you might not agree with me, but again, theres another saying that goes "beauty is in the eyes of the beholder". so there :)<br /><br /><br /><br />one more thing, can you put a valid period on love? ofcourse you cant right? be wise guyskhairulizwanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11944396168935315530noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14427645.post-1164296576602798192006-11-23T22:58:00.000+08:002006-12-01T10:42:32.193+08:00Al- Fatihah<span style="font-size:100%;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2906/1305/1600/635836/P1040447edited.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2906/1305/320/45568/P1040447edited.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a></span><span style="font-size:100%;">jam 9 pagi masa aku tgh syok mengulat kat kedai makan depan opis aku, meriah kitorang gelak pagi tu. tipon aku berbunyi.<br /><br />-Rumah- ?<br />aku ingatkan orang kat opis cari aku...<br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);">Assalamualaikum..</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);">wa'alaikumsalam.. abg iwan, ani ni..</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);">haa.. ani. kenapa?</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);">abg kat... mana... niii...</span> tak clear..<br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;"><span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);">tak dengar la.</span>.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">tett..</span> end call.. aik. apsal plak ni<br /><br />tak smpi seminit, hp aku berbunyi. 1 new message <br /><br />-Ani-<br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Assalamualaikum.. abg iwan, sorry tadi tak clear. ni nak bgtau.. NANA dah tade.. ibu surh balik melaka skrg gak. bgtau abg nurul gak.</span><br /><br /><br />dumm.. hati aku macam kene sambar petir masa tu.. gelaka tawa aku kat kedai mkn tu terhenti macam tu je.nasi lemak sambal manis tu tiba2 terasa kelat. alam sekililing ni tiba2 sunyi.tak tahu apa yang aku rasa. tak tahu apa yang aku nak buat. tak tahu mcm mana aku perlu react dlm keadaan yang mcm ni. yup, ni kali pertama aku berada dlm situasi ni. org penting dlm hidup aku pergi meninggalkan aku buat selamanye.<br /><br /><br />aku memang seorang yang always thinking on a bad side. always thinking bout worst case scenario.in any situations. aku pernah jugak terpikir seblum ni.mcm mana nnti kalau NANA dah takde.. dan sekarang aku betul2 berada dlm situasi tu. apa yang aku perlu buat?<br /><br /><br />NANA.. siapa NANA? </span><span style="font-size:100%;">sihatnye aku hari ni, membesar nye aku hari ni semua adalah hasil air tgnnya.</span><span style="font-size:100%;">22 tahun aku membesar, NANA sentiasa ada dengan ku. malah NANAlah yang menjaga kami lima beradik dari kecik sampai besar. tapi tanggal 15 november 2006, NANA meninggalkan kami selamanya.<br /><br /><br />aku tak tau. kenapa kami 5 beradik memanggil arwah dengan panggilan NANA. bukan opah, nenek or tokwan. ibu cerita, abg nurul aku yang start panggil arwah mcm tu.sejak dia kecik. dan kami adik2 mewarisi panggilan tu. panggilan khas untuk orang yg istimewa dlm hidup aku. mcm tu juga dengan arwah. beliau juga ada memberi special 'nick' name tuk kami lima beradik. setiap darinye ada terselindung sebab dan cerita yang tersendiri.<br /><br /><br />satu jam setengah. amik abg aku kat puchong. singgah kajang plak kat adik aku. n trus balik melaka. dengan kereta aku yang gasketnye yang dah bocor, aku tekan jugak pedal minyak.<br /><br /><br />aku 3 beradik disambut ngan pelukan dan tangisan ibu. matanye merah keletihan. pipinye basah keletihan. bibirnye kering kelesuan. aku sbgi anak mengaku yang aku masih tak dapat menyelami perasaan ibu masa tu. aku takkan dapat paham. ibu anak tunggal. semua perjalanan hidup NANA, susah payah, senang lenang NANA semua ibu harungi. tak sanggup aku tengok ibu aku mcm tu. aku cium tgnnye. aku kucup pipinye.aku peluk ibu. hanya tulah kemampuan aku masa tu.<br /><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);">dahlahtu ibu...</span> hanya tu yg terkeluar dr mulut aku. aku harap ianya membantu.<br /><br /><br />kebiasaannye aku disambut ngan senyum NANA. <span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);">"ehh.. SELAMAT dah balik.."</span> SELAMAT adalah panggilan manja NANA kat aku. kenapa selamat? nnti aku ceritakan.. tp skarang tidak lagi. rumah tu sunyi tanpa ceritenya. rumah itu kosong tanpa selokanya.<br /><br /><br />sebak? sedih? kelu? aku pun tak tahu<br /><br /><br />perlahan aku amik air semayang. duduk disebelah jenazah.surah yassin ditepi kepalanya aku capai. aku semacam tak percaya.aku rasa mcm NANA hanya tido. serentak dengan bacaan yassin, air mata aku turut mengalir. ayat demi ayat aku ucapi, setitik demi setitik air mata ku deras mengalir. segan? malu? tu semua hilang. lama sngt aku rasa bacaan yassin aku kali ni. berat sgt mulut ni nak menghabiskan ayat2 suci ni. ibu duduk disebelahku. tanap sepatah ayat pun dia menepuk bahu ku. dan aku tahu apa maksudnye.<br /><br /><br />sekali lagi aku tewas. gagal mengawal perasaan ku apa bile jenazah siap dikafankan dan aku tahu. itulah kali terakhir aku akan dapat mengucup dan melihat wajah seorang BIDUANITA didalam hidup aku. aku menangis semahunya. aku tau NANA tak suke aku berkeadaan mcm tu . tapi aku tak dapat tipu diri sendiri. kehilangannye betul2 aku rasakan.<br /><br /></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br />semalam genap seminggu.tapi jauh dalam hati aku ni. aku terasa NANA still ada menunggu aku di rumah. dan kucupan nya di pipiku setiap kali aku ingin keluar dr rumah akan sentiasa aku rasakan.<br /><br /><br />kepada semua yg membaca. harap sedekahkanlah allahyarhamah dengan bacaan al-fatihah. moga rohnye ditempatkan dengan golongan orang yang beriman.<br /><br />:_(<br /></span><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></span></div>khairulizwanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11944396168935315530noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14427645.post-1161227188328267822006-10-19T09:19:00.000+08:002006-10-19T11:06:28.536+08:00Aidilfitri 1427<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2906/1305/1600/Raya.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2906/1305/400/Raya.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;">Aku ingin mengambil kesempatan ni tuk minta maaf kalau ada tersalah silap, semua yang aku termakan terminum tu aku minta korang halalkan. kalau ada termengumpat, terguris hati, aku harap sangat korang boleh maafkan aku. kepada yang nak balik beraya tu, drive bebaik. kepada yang tak dapat balik raya tu, jgn sedey2.. jgn ingt korang beraya kat tmpt jauh tu, takde orang yg ingt korang kat sini.. ada je.. apa pun,<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);">SELAMAT HARI RAYA AIDILFITRI</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);">&</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);">MAAF ZAHIR BATIN</span><br /></div>khairulizwanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11944396168935315530noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14427645.post-1160359893197419772006-10-09T09:07:00.000+08:002006-10-12T19:13:22.706+08:00berbaju melayu hijau, berserban merahas u can see, my blog is still uder construction. no links, blog counter, shoutout box and bla bla bla. got my syelf really busy la lately. busy ngan kehidupan seharian. kalau weekdays tu memang tak dapat la nak duduk depan pc lelama. ada aje bende yang nak kene buat. futhermore, masa plak tade. balik keje da petang, buke, terawikh.. pastu tido.<br /><br /><br />semua orang yang dah baligh tau apa tu semayang terawikh. 8 rakaat?16? 20? terserah kemampuan memasing nak buat berapa. masjid2 n surau2 yang seblum ni sunyi jek tiba2 diserbu orang. orang2 yang tak pernah menjenguk masjid, macam aku ni.. hahah.. tiba2 menjadi rajin tuk ke masjid. sesama jemaah semayang terawikh. itu tandanye masyarakat kite ni still ada kesedaran lg. bagus2.<br /><br /><br />masa sahur bile tah, aku terdengar ada ustaz ni cakap, orang2 kite ni rajin buat ibadah musim. macam terawikh ni la. lepas abis je puasa, sunyi balik la surau2 tu. harap2 boleh la still bertahan sampai lepas2 bulan puasa.lebih2 lagi aku ni.amin..<br /><br /><br />aku tak ingat, malam ke berapa. sampai2 je kat surau vista ni, orang tgh semayang isyak. aku masuk n pegi ke saf belakang.. takkan nak masuk depan plak kan. sampi je kat saf last tu, mata aku tertarik kat sorang budak kecik ni. comel.. comel sangat.<br /><br /><br />yang buat budak kecik ni menjadi intention aku bukan sebab kecomelan dia. budak kecik sume comel kan.. tapi sebab 'kesudian' dia mengikut ayah dia pergi jemaah kat surau tu yang buat aku kagum sangat.<br /><br /><br />untuk pengetahuan korang, surau vista angkasa ni takdela seselesa surau2 lain yang ada air cond or kipas keliling surau. surau kat vista angkasa hanyalah parking lot berbumbung yang di ubahsuai jadi surau. tapi Alhamdulillah la. sebab still jadi surau kan, tak jadi tempat orang hisap dadah ke, tak jadi tempat vista drift ke... so, condition nye takdela semewah mana. bagi budak kecik yang aku budget2 baru 3-4 tahun, baik dia duduk umah layan tv ke, tak pun layan bunga api ngan member2 seangkatan dgn dia. tapi dia tak heran sume tu n ikut ayah dia ke surau. tersentuh aku.huu~~<br /><br /><br />dengan berbaju melayu lengkap warna hijau pucuk pisang, ditambah pulak dengan lilitan serban warna merah putih kat kepala, aku rasa aku kecik sangat bile pandang budak kecik tu. selesa betul dia tido kat sudut belakang surau tu.<br /><br /><br />yup, budak tu tak semayang. dari aku masuk surau tu sampai aabis aku buat 8 rakaat ( tapi orang lain buat 20 ar.. haha), abis witir, budak tu still tido kat belakang surau tu. lepas je bagi salam setiap abis 2 rakaat, mata aku terus pandang budak tu. macam aku tak kasi je sesapa kejut budak tu.nsb baik tade kamera time tu. comel gile dia tido.. mesti penat puasa masa siangnye. sekali lagi aku kagum.<br /><br /><br />dan bile melihatkan ayahnye yang datang solat sunat kat sebelah budak tu, aku tak hairanla kenapa budak sekeciltu boleh menguatkan kudratnye tuk datang ke surau. walaupun just tuk tido.dengan berjubah dan berserban, secocok la ayah dan anaknye. sejuk perut mak dia ngandungkan dia. :)<br /><br /><br />aku? hehe.. ntahlah.. still lagi hayut...<br /><br /><br />harap2 budak comel tu takdela hanyut macam aku...<br />sebab orang kite ni senang sangat berubah. nak2 lagi zaman sekarang ni. aku bercakap ni bukan la sebab aku ni baik sangat. aku pun tunggang terbalik gak. just nak bercakap as in orang melayu yang kenal naluri orang melayu ni. aku boleh cakap, besar sangat bezanya bebudak skang ngan zaman aku jadi bebudak dulu. aku bukan la murid mitahli kat sekolah dulu.. ponteng sekolah? dah biasa, ragging2? haha.. hobi tu. shopping di ampaian asrama? best2.. lawatan sambil belajar ke aspuri? aktiviti wajib kelab kebajikan asrama lelaki tu. merokok je aku tak terjebak, tapi bersubahat, jadi tokan, cover line, sume aku buat. aku bukan budak yang baik. tapi ntah, aku rasa sedih tgk bebudak skang. once again aku nak mention, aku bercakap ni bukan nak cakap aku baik ke apa ke. just aku tersentuh, tapi kali ni bukan tersentuh lembut macam aku nengok budak kecik tu. sentuhan kali ni lain skit.<br /><br /><br />bukan budak2 U or kolej yang aku risau kan. diorang dah besar panjang, dah lebih 18 tahun. apa2 jadi, diorang yang tanggung. ni yang budak sekolah ni. yang still weekdays dia bagun pagi sarung uniform sekolah n petang baru balik. yang kalau nak kuar dating pun kena minta duit parents.. golongan ni yang payah ni. mungkin akan ada antara korang perasan nada2 poyo yang kuar dari post ni. . terserah.. aku memang poyo.. haha..<br /><br /><br />masyarakat kite manja. malaysian umumnye and melayu khasnye. sampaikan keselamatan diri kite pun berbuih orang nak nasihatkan. dekat2 raya ni, isu paling hot sekali for sure, road safety. macam2 dah goverment kite buat kempen itu ini nak suruh orang bawak kete bebaik.bile goverment turunkan speed limit dari 90 to 80 kmj bagi sume federal highway, sume orang bising. kenapa nak kene bising? diorang bukan sesaja nak kurangkan halaju tu. ingat best ke. nampak sangat orang kite ni manja.. patut kerajaan tak payah pun buat mcm tu. tapi nengokkan bnyk sgt kes, terpaksa. sepatutnye keselamatan kite sendiri, kite sendiri la yang kene jaga kan.. ermm<br /><br /><br />aku pun drive gak balik raya nnti.cuak gak sebenarnye. aku mengharapkan doa korang sume agar aku selamat sampai alor gajah tercinta nnti ye. aminn...<br /><br /><br />tapi satu yang bagusnye pasal orang kite ni, sensitip. sangat2 sensitip.<br /><br /><br />baru2 ni Institut Kajian Strategik dan Kepimpinan Asia (ASLI) kuar kan statement ni , <span style="font-style: italic;">"Dengan perlaksanaan Dasar Ekonomi Baru, orang Melayu menguasai 45% ekonomi negara" <br /><br /><br /></span>apa yang tak kena ngan statement tu? bile tengok betul2 takde pun salah ejaan ke apa ke.. ermm... bukan bagus ke? tapi sedar tak yang statement tu boleh mengucar kacirkan keharmonian masyarakat majmuk negara kita..(ni sure gadis gelak ngan kebahasa malayuan aku :P) sampai najib pun dah buka mulut, means ni bukan bende kecik lagi la kan. kenapa ek? ni aku bagitau kenapa.statement ni boleh membuatkan orang bukan bumiputera menidakkan hak keistimewaan orang melayu kite. semua orang tau, kalau sebut pasal ekonomi n meniaga, siapa yang otai bab ni? cina kan, den mcm mana peratusan org melayu sampai 45%. padahal angka sebenarnye just 18%. for sure diorang akan mushkill.. paham ak? haha.. dah2.. memalut plak nnti. sendiri paham la.. harap2 orang kite sedar. ni belum sebut citer si nyanyuk lee kuan yew tu plak.. lagi la mengarutnye.. haih.. donia.. donia..<br /><br /><br /><br />just a junk , <a href="http://scarline.fotopages.com">scarline's fotopages</a><br /><span style="font-style: italic;"></span>khairulizwanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11944396168935315530noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14427645.post-1159767015402998152006-10-02T13:01:00.000+08:002006-10-03T01:09:54.993+08:00under constructionsomething terrible happened. tah apa wengnye, template lama aku corrupt.. arghhh~~ so, ni adalah template backup. nnti akan diupdate balik apa2 yang hilang.<br /><br /><br /><br />apa2pun, tunggu je la untuk blog ni dikemaskini balik.. adoilaa...<br /><br /><br />weh2.. be free to visit my new <a href="http://scarline.fotopages.com">fotopages</a><br />just a simple project to fill my free times :Pkhairulizwanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11944396168935315530noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14427645.post-1159422126692983442006-09-28T11:46:00.000+08:002006-11-26T12:16:45.210+08:00nikmat sekeping murtabakfirst of all aku nak mengucapkan selamat berpuasa pada semua.. orang kata tak berkat puasa kalau kite ada buat salah kat orang tapi tak minta maaf. so, aku nak amik kesempatan ni tuk minta maaf kat sape2 yang aku ada buat salah, termakan, terminum, terpakai minta dihalalkan ye. minta2 la puasa kite taun ni sama2 diberkati. taun depan tak tau la kite dapat puasa ke tak kan. minta2 dipanjangkan la umur kite ni.<br /><br /><br />2 minggu lebih aku tak update. takdela dikire lama sangat kan. tapi macam2 yang terjadi kat aku dalam tempoh masa 2 minggu ni.<br /><br /><br />kalau korang baca post aku seblum ni, aku ada cakap yang tetibe je aku sesak nafas tu kan?<br /><br /><br />rupenye that is an early sindrom. sindrom apa? sindrom penyakit yang aku hidapi 2 minggu lepas. sakit apa? jeng jeng jeng.. demam denggi :P<br /><br /><br />bnyk yang aku belajar dr sakit ni.<br /><br /><br />kepada yang tak tau sindrom2 awal sakit ni, aku bgtau la sikit2. kot2 korang terkena le nnti kan, bolehla gi jumpe doktor awal2..<br />badan akan lemah sangat, hilang selera makan dan badan2 korang akan lenguh2 n sakit. suhu badan korang juga akan naik. boleh mencecah 40 degree.. mcm yang aku kene. n when become worst, pendarahan gusi akan berlaku. akan terdapat tanda2 ruam kat badan korang.. so, kalau korang ada terkena tanda2 ni, sile la jumpe doktor cepat2 ye.<br /><br /><br />isnin siang aku terasa dada aku senak sangat. susah nak bernafas. at the night plak aku terasa badan aku lemah gle. den aku tau, yang aku nak demam. selasa dah start teruk dah. aku still lagi ngan tabiat lama aku. tunggu dan lihat. sebab selama ni, aku kalau demam memang aku tak gi klinik langsung. just take some panadols, and between 1 or 2 days, everything back to normal.<br /><br /><br />tapi kali ni aku da start was2 da. ari selasa mlm tak elok lg. still delay lagi. malam tu la aku rasa klimaks dia. memang aku da tak larat nak buat apa2 da. makan minum aku memang aku da tak hirau da. just terbaring je sepanjang hari. untill wednesday evening, baru la aku tergerak hati nak ke klinik. memandangkan da nak masuk 3 hari n takde tanda surut pun demam aku ni. at this moment, i just have my hosmate je. ngadu to someone but nothing happen. let it go la.. bebudak umah aku la yang belikan nasi, antar klinik. tapi biasa la kan, nama pun lelaki. takde la diorang tergedik2 nak jaga makan minum aku. tapi aku tau diorang risau.. muahaha. mekasih jugak la kat bebudak opis aku yg datang melawat aku kat umah. dapat korang ngular kejap ek.<br /><br /><br />it become worst when my lecture from utp will give a first visit at my office on d thursday morning.ikutkan hati, memang aku da tak larat sesangat nak pergi office. nak je aku call Dr Nasiman tu n cancel je visit tu. but den, aku pikir2 balik, jgn sebab aku, Dr Nasiman kena datang balik ke kl ni. umah dia dahla kat perak. jauh tu. so aku gagahkan jugak la pergi office. memang aku high betul la time meeting aku ngan Dr Nasiman n cik Ainul pagi tu. Alhamdulillah, everythings going so smooth.tgh hari tu jugak aku shoot balik ke melaka. tak larat sgt da.<br /><br /><br />walking from pasar seni's putra station to Pudu is the 'tiredest'(<-- jgn tegur ek..) walked ever. dgn panas teriknye. sesak ngan orangnye. nsb baik la aku tak pitam kat tgh2 jalan tu. n managed to reached melaka at 6.30 petang. kat sini sekali lagi aku terharu dengan pengorbanan insan bernama 'sahabat'. mekasih la tuk atoy n amar. even diorang ada test on 8.30, sempat lg atoy amik aku kat bus stand tu. dengan penat training ragbi dia, dia gagahkan jugak naik moto amik aku kat bus stand.. hoho..tq2.. lepas diorang punye test je, aku sekali lagi dah menyusahkan budak duaorang tu tuk hantar aku balik umah. thanks again. tapi untung gak diorang. sampai je umah aku, abis semangkuk ayam goreng diorang belasah. n this time, aku nak nangis tgk how ibu n ayah aku risaukan pasal. ibu n ayah mana yang tak sayangkan anak kan.. :) (now u see the manja side of me).bnyk betul ibu aku masak mlm tu, semata2 sbb dengar dah 3 hari aku tak selera makan nasi..but sadly, still selera mkn aku takde lagi, tapi aku tetap kenyang nengokkan mamat 2 orang tu melantak.. haha.. kire upah diorang hantar aku ar mlm tu. the next morning (ishh cam diari dah ni, kalau korang menyampah nak baca, takyah la baca yek.. haha ) the first thing yang ayah aku buat is hantar aku ke hospital. hospital kerajaan je. lawak tak kalau aku cakap, inilah kali pertama aku pergi hospital, sbb aku yang sakit. selama ni tak penah lg. hantar n lawat orang selalu ar. kire ni pengalaman baru tuk aku ni. hehe.. 3 hours of blood checking proses, first time kene cucuk kat tngn ni, first time di amik darah. n first time aku tgk darah aku sendiri dengan kuantiti yang bnyk. haha.. but one thing yg aku tau ari tu, darah aku kaler merah..haha.. takde ar, ari tu aku tau yang aku takdela gayat darah sangat. n the result is platelet darah aku menghampiri 155 000. aku sendiri tak tau camne diorang kiretu. just buat2 tau je la yek. <span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><br /><br /><br />"platelet darah awak ni rendah ni, tapi still dlm paras selamat la"<br /><br /><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">fuh...<br /><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);">"kire saya ni demam apa doktor"</span><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">"lor, kamu tak tau lagi ke? kamu ni suspect denggi tau tak?" </span><br /></span></span><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><span style="font-style: italic;"><br /><br /></span></span></span><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">macam yang aku dah agak. tu yang tak terkejut sgt. saje tanya dok tor tu..<br /><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">"esok awak bawak surat ni, datang balik sini. buat blood test skali lg. tgk jatuh ke naik platelet darah awak ni"</span><br /><br /><br /></span>apa tah baik aku kali ni, aku ikut la cakap doktor tu. sabtu pagi aku datang balik. same process as on the friday. tp kali ni lama skit.<br /><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);">"khairul izwan?!!"</span><br /><br /><br />nama aku kene panggil masa aku tgh layan katun superman. aku pun pergi masuk dlm bilik kecemasan.<br /><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);">"baring kat katil tu?"</span> tapi nurse tu tak tunjuk katil mana...<br /><br /><br />masa ni, darah aku dah berderau dah ni. apa la nak dibuat kat aku ni. amother first time experience, baring atas katil hospital :P.<br /><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);">"katil mana?"</span> ada 4 katil kot kat bilik tu.<br /><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);">"baring je kat katil mana yang awak suke"</span><br /><br /><br />list of first time experience continue. tgn aku sekali lagi dicucuk n tiub dimasukkan kat dlm tgn aku. org2 yg tak amik bio mcm aku ni consider proses tu ialah proses memasukkan air.lepas 2 jam terbaring atas katil tu, nurse td kejutkan aku.<br /><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);">"kite gi melaka ye lepas ni"</span><br /><br /><br />aku tau, ajakan yang berbunyi mcm tu hanya lah sesuai tuk diucapkan oleh pakwe2 kat melaka ni. means diorang ajak awek diorang pergi mahkota parade. tgk wayang ke main boling ke. tapi aku tau, nurse ni bukan nak ngajak aku pergi mahkota. apatah lagi nengok wayang. tapi jelas sekali yg nurse tu maksudkan Hospital Besar Melaka.<br /><br /><br />aku just mampu ngangguk je.<br /><br /><br />waaa.. best2 naik ambulan. hehe.. tapi takde nenoneno yg selalu tu.<br /><br /><br />sampai Hospital Besar je, paham2 la kan, masuk wad la jawabnye. rupe2nye kandungan platelet darah aku drop dr 155000 ke 108ooo dlm masa satu hari. tu yg dioktor kat Melaka tu bgtau aku.<br /><br /><br />sabtu pagi tu jugak aku masuk wad. aku merasa hidup di hospital. hidup sebagai pesakit di hospital. tak sempat nak ngurat nurse2 kat sana, ahad tu aku di bagi choice nak tinggal lg ke, atau nak balik. sbb doktor kata, platelet darah aku increasing dengan jayanya. so aku memilih rumah instead nurse2 comel kat hospital tu.<br /><br /><br />kepada org2 yg terasa kecik hati yang aku tak bgtau diorang aku masud wad, sorry. even abg n adik aku sendiri aku tak inform yg aku duduk wad. taknak la risaukan org. n to sesapa yang wish me n be with me along the process, thanks. apriciate it really much.<br /><br /><br />petang tu jugak, atas rasa tanggung jawab sebagai kawan, aku pergi jugak bukit serindit. stadium bukit serindit. atoy n cheng ada final rugby petang tu.2-2 orang kalah..haha2.. padan muke..<br /><br /><br />mcm tu la ujung minggu aku dihabiskan. sibuk mcm org2 lain. tapi takdela sibuk jalan2, hangout2 ngan member smpi pepagi bute. just sibuk mengenal betapa bermaknanye hidup ni (biasala tu, pemikiran org sakit.. insaf la sekejap)<br /><br /><br />selasa aku baru smpi KL.<br /><br /><br />abis cerite.. :)<br /><br /><br />dah panjang kan post ni? tapi nak sambung jugak.<br /><br /><br />puasa kali ni lain bg aku. lain sebb suasana hidup aku pun lain. berpuasa sbgi seorang yg bekerja. kuar pagi balik petang. kalau kat U tu, leh la melantak tido kan. kat opis ni nak tido celah mana. one more thing, aku tak tau kenapa. aku rasa lapang sgt puasa kali ni.lapang dengan makna tenang. takde masalah ke aku? huhu bnyk masalah aku. takde apa2 even yang sakitkan hati aku? huhu bnyk sekali. n its the worst ever. tapi ntah. mungkin aku dah malas nak layan sume2 tu. atau.. sebab aku lagi bnyk pikir 'apa nak buke petang ni?' hehe. dan aku berharap n berdoa la yang minta dikuatkan hati ni menempuh hidup ni. dah takde tempat nak ngadu dah. kat DIA je la.<br /><br /><br />bukan niat nak menagih simpati. jauh sekali minta dikesiankan. tapi aku terharu dengan apa yang terjadi pada sahur 2 hari lepas. sedar2 je dah pukul 5. umah gelap. beudak ni tak bgn lagi. patutnye 4.30 td diorang dah gerak pergi kedai kat depan flat ni. aku pagi tu memang tak cadang nak pergi. sbb tu awal2 lg aku dah beli murtabak. nak dibuat sahur. tapi bebudak ni tak prepare apa2 pun. timbul rasa was2. nak kejut ke taknak. time ni sure da tak sempat nak gi kedai. kat umah ni mana ada bende nak kunyah. yg ada just sekeping murtabak ni.tak kejutkang, tak bersahur plak bebudak ni.<br /><br /><br />buat teh o panas se jag, milo panas. aku kejut bebudak ni. dengan murtabak sekeping ni la kitorang berlima bersahur. nsb baik GM tupai kasi kurma. tulah juadah sahur kitorang. tapi yang peliknye. masing2 sendawa bgi nak rak. aku sendiri rasa kenyang gle. boleh layan gelak2 lagi pagi tu. moral of the story : bangun awal.. haha.. mungkin ni la namanya nikmat bersahur.<br /><br /><br />mulai rasa bosan untuk terus membaca? haha padan muke korang. tapi takpe, aku pun dah malas nak taip lg. again, sempena ramadhan ni, aku minta maaf kalau ada terbuat salah kat sesapa ye.<br /><br /><br />n thanks 4 adding colour to my life....apriciate it really much :)<br /><br /><br /><a href="http://scarlife.blogs.friendster.com/i_am_who_i_am/">another me</a><br /></span></span><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"></span></span>khairulizwanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11944396168935315530noreply@blogger.com1