Ooooo...so you are not so smart....

Earlier, I mean....a few weeks earlier before the election....I have been actively connected to facebook. When there's free time, my hand will be fast, getting the phone and touching that blue F sign. It is because I felt responsible to share with malaysians on what and who I think should take up the leaderdship role and hence, devoted themselves to drive malaysisns towards better \ best malaysians. Furthermore, the group of parties that I would like to suggest malaysians to vote did not get political coverage on the media mainstream...so, again, I felt that I must do this...I must help them to do promotions and of course, for my own benefit, to get rid of the AES summons, toll free highway and not forgotten the free education....and being a muslims...I would of course wanted a true leader that practice islam hearty, zero corruption and brilliant...iQ and eQ....

That is my intention....

But.....little that I know that being brave in doing what you felt right is wrong to others. I received comments...good one...bad one...useful comments...and many useless comments....I am not trying to be offensive...but hey...I like to do promotions....I believed in what that I promoted...so if you don't like my promtions...please just ignore it...don't read it....and don't envy me if I am proud on where I stand and i knew that deep inside you're doing this because you just can't find where to stand....hahaha...these thoughts makes me happy....because I just don't like people who act like lalang and be lalang...and those in the undecided category...come on peoples...you were given a great gift that is protected by your skull...at the top upper side of your body...so think...why waste it?

But the outcomes from these experiences is great. Can't you see? Peoples are shouting....describing anger in a very bad manner...calling others with bad title...such as binatang...hmmm...and these words are written in FB and all your friends can read it...and you are a smart, respected person....sad....you just downgraded yourself to lower than the maggots and may be even lower...and it is all your doings ...

Thus, based on this little status update on FB, you actually received dozens of informations about your friends. For example...ooo....he called this person binatang...so indirectly he refers that to himself...hah...that's how I interpreted informations at fb. Same goes to calling peoples bodoh....pathetic...they are telling others that they are bodoh too....

See...you can now declare that you are such an informative, resourceful person :) and thanks to fb...but how you will react or use the informations that are provided freely online to you...is up to you....don't misuse the informations...accept it with open heart and mind...you certainly don't want to bring down yourself to the same level as the maggots, isn't....

As for me....being attached to fb for quite sometime had caused me addicted to it...and I don't like being addicted to fb...so I'm trying to go back to the me of a few weeks back before the election...connected to fb once a while only...not once every few ours :)

Leaving on a jet plane

I love the song....do you still remember how you fall in love....everyday waking up with a smile..thinking of your sweetheart....can't wait to meet....waiting for calls...hearing the voice, looking into the eyes...

since its a jet plane...It also reminded me of getting away....leave everthing behind...push that reset button and there you go...leaving.... and start a brand new you...although it does sounds like running away from problems...hahaha....if only running away just like that will be easy....at the end of the day...you'll be exhausted, stop running and you realized that nothing changes....

Anyway...now I don't run and I don't walk either....i am standing by...waiting...idle...and I don't know why ....


Leaving on a jet plane
- Chantal Kreviazuk

All my bags are packed, I'm ready to go
I'm standing here outside your door
I hate to wake you up to say goodbye

But the dawn is breaking, it's early morn
The taxi's waiting, he's blowing his hon
Already I'm so lonesome I could die

So kiss me and smile for me
Tell me that you'll wait for me
Hold me like you'll never let me go

Cause I'm leaving on a jet plane
I don't know when I'll be back again
Oh babe, I hate to go

There's so many times I've let you down
So many times I've playes around
I'll tell you now, they don't mean a thing

Every place I go, I think of you
Every song I sing, I sing for you
When I come back I'll bring your wedding ring

♥♥♥♥♥♥♥

Why am I not slim....yet?

Even though now is not the appropriate time to be talking about this, because of the election...still I just can't wait until 5th May to be talking about this...just couldn't....because I just bought a body analysis scale...hmmm....

Remember I used to write about getting slim, going on diet and leading a healthy life...oh...no....I am not doing it....I am still not slim....of course...was not really putting effort but hoping so much to get the results....this is called insanity...doing the same thing but expecting different results....it is not that I don't remember that I need to go on diet...that I need to be slim for myself and for my beloved life partner...but getting slim is so difficult...I can only reduce my carbohydrate intake for 2 days...on the third day...I'll be eating heavenly again...I love rice so much that it would lead me to depression if I did not eat rice in a day....with this, I concluded that getting slim is mission impossible...

Oh..no...I wanted to be slim....but food is irresistible.....what can I do? Not to mentioned about exercising....I completely did not exercise...so no wonder...my weight did not reduce...although it did not increase but still I am unhappy ....

Happiness = food
Unhappy = diet
Unhappy = not slim
Happiness = slim

Based on this calculations, I just discovered that I love to eat....I love to eat and this love is so strong that thinking of not having it will destroyed me in such a way...huhuhu....these are all excuses....I know...I know....

So what's the point of writing all these? This is call internal conflict....because I love to eat, i refused to go on diet but I want to be slim...huh...life is about making choices...but once we choose, will we able to face the consequences.....

And still...despite of all that...I want to be skinny like this....

E-day

It's election monsoon again...have you made up your mind? If you haven't, then hurry up...there is not much time left. But not to worry, election is not a difficult task to perform, although it is a compulsory responsibility for those who are qualified.

Here are 3 simple step on what you must do

Step 1
You are 21, so you registered. If you have fail to do this. Then, shame on you. You can shut your mouth and be gone. If you have registered but unfortunately your name is not in the list, don't worry. You can't vote but you do not have to shut your mouth. You can still go to step 2.

Step 2
Make up your mind.

Step 2 (b)
If you have make up your mind, good! You now have extra time to do promotion. Don't waste the opportunity to do promotion. It's not like everyday we have election. So, actively pasticipate, be competitive and unleash your hidden talent on influencing peoples and inspiring the nation. Furthermore, voting is not a one man show, its a group activity, the bigger the group, the bigger the joy. Due to this, please do not vote for calon bebas because they don't have group and they don't like grouping activities which defeat the whole purpose of an election. And they actually do not need your vote as they are joining the election for fun...but if still you vote for them....please don't tell me. It is kind of annoying....seriously....

Step 3 (final step)
Be present at the polling station with your IC. You can only draw X once on 1 sheet of polling paper. If you draw X more than one, then, you are rubbish-ing the vote. Be sure not to do this, as you certainly do not want to be shame to the chickens and cows for not being able to perform this simple task.

And since a picture tells a thousand word, please find below, an example of the X mark that you must draw on that E-day.



So people, lets get moving and perform our roles and responsibility.

Happy voting ;)

Jemputan

Hati yang kian kelam
Jiwa yang sengsara
Tubuh yang lemah longlai
Jasad yang hilang punca
Minda yg semakin kosong....kosong

Apabila dipanggil oleh si empunya segala
Datanglah hamba dengan rasa penuh hina dan dina
Tunduk sujud menangisi akan segala
Kesilapan
Kealpaan
Kelemahan
Yang untuk kesekian kalinya berpunca dari diri hamba jua

Duhai yang empunya segala
Terima kasih yang tidak terhingga
Kerana ingat jua pada hamba
Yang semakin jauh dari syurga
Semakin dekat pula dengan neraka
Membawa bahu yang sarat menyandang dosa
MengadapMu
Dengan linangan air mata
Yang mencurah curah
Setelah berbuat terlalu banyak dosa
Setelah terlalu kerap merasa bangga dengan diri yang penuh noda

Duhai Pencipta empunya segala
Andai panjang lagi usia hamba dengan mengukir lebih banyak dosa
Pendekkan lah saja umur hamba
Tiada guna panjang usia
Andai akhir nanti di neraka

Dan untuk kesekian kalinya jua
Duhai Tuhan empunya segala
Hamba rayu syurgaMu
Hamba rayu syurgaMu
Hamba rayu syurgaMu
Kerana hamba ini sangat pasti
tidak akan dapat menahan siksa nerakamu.....

Why not?

When I was little, I often imagined that I live in a big house and have lots of money....and I have a sophisticated office and went to office with a briefcase in my hand...of course wearing that official-expensive office wear....at home, I have a fridge that is full with can drinks, colourful drinks and chocolate....I love dreaming :)

When I grow up, I then realised that the office, the brief case, the fridge and not forgotten the can drinks and chocolates....does not matter...I thought I'll be happy with those things....hah...so simple and sweet....but things are more than that when you grow older....there are so many other things that you want...that you need...that you demanded to be yours....

And thats normal because we're human....we do not have an enough definition...at first I thought we should not be greedy....and be grateful....well....why can't we be greedy and grateful simultaneously...as long as those things that you work so hard for makes you happy.... nothing should stop you from going after it....

And of course, a long the way of pursuing this so called happiness....you may reach to a point...the self-reflect point where you may question yourself again and again...is this what you want? Is this what you've been working for? I believed this is normal too....we may received inputs or experiencing obstacles along the way...and due to this, we may adjusted the way we climb the dream....as long as we're happy and it is not against the principles...go for it :) life is short...thinking to much may lead to a boring life and thinking too little may lead to an over adventurous journey...so think moderately and it will be just nice!

I have dreams and I have hopes and I have wishes....and I am not sure of whether these dreams and these promising hopes and tonne of wishes are the right one for me....are those that makes me happy...I truly don't know...but....I knew that I am willing to give it a try...I am willing to pursuit that dreams....because I am so curious to find out on whether those dreams are really mine or not....if they really are....isn't worthy to be able to acknowledge and confirm that what you are now is what you dreamt of....you are special because you are rare....you pursuit your dreams while others just....go with flow...

When I was little...I played with paper dolls and that makes me happy...will I be not happy if I had barbie or baby alive...may be I'll be super happy with those two...being happy may be enough...but if being super happy is possible too...then why not?

Big family

Last weekend, I've spent my time at a wedding of my husband's cousin. Yesterday, attending a funeral of my husband's grand uncle. After the funeral, we met my mother-in-law cousins at the bank. We were talking and asking and requiring more informations about each other life. I was glad and happy ...just because they knew me and were greetings me while hugging each other warmly. The feelings was great.

Then, I thought to myself.....I never had a big family before I got married to my husband. All I knew was my mom, my father, brother, my sister, an aunt and a grandmother. The aunt was my mother's younger sister and the grandmother was my mother's mom. For many years, after I was born....only these persons were those that I called a family. Yes, of course...there are others....in fact many others...but those who did not even come and visit, those who hate you because you don't have money, those who always pulled their faces and body away from you, those who said nasty words to your mother and make her cry....those are not family....with these definitions, only these few peoples are my family....

And yes, those whom you love often leaves you. My dear grandmother who often took me travelling with her by bus died due to lungs cancer. I still remembered how my mother had to take care of her in the last few months of her life. It was tough and difficult and very much needing you to be very patient. And I knew that my mother was able to do it because of her love to her mother. She was very quiet, never complaint although I can see that she's weeping at the corner of the kitchen sometimes. Looking at her dedication on this, making me, doubt myself on whether I could take care of my mother the way she took care of my grandmother...

Then after my grandmother. ..my mother had to take care of her sister, my aunt whose having ovary cancer. There are of course...tonnes of strong wills and positive minded required to take care of a cancer patient and more than that...the pain of seeing the person that you love in pain...struggling to survive....is indescribable....and you have to live with it and facing it to the end...it is heartbreaking.....the test of loosing the persons that you love is certainly tough....

And my mother had gone through these years of pain....I didn't knew how she did it...but if I felt very much of loosing these 2 peoples that we love, my mother would of couse felt much more worst than me...

And since there is no more of my aunt and my grandmother, so its left, the five of us...and this is the family that I knew....until I got married...it...of course...feels awkward when the numbers of your family increased from 5 to more than 70....may be for other peoples...this is normal but for me....who use to roam within the cirle of only 5 family members...this is weird...great...but certainly weird :)

Last weekend and yesterday....after the wedding and the funeral...I reaffirm myself...that I am a part of these beautifuls peoples that the number is too big to be counted and that they are called family and I am one of them....it feels great....

Thank you Allah for giving me the chance to be in these group of families...subhanaallah....I am so grateful :))