It's The End of February.

So, today is the last day of February ; the only month that has 28 days. I called it as an odd month. My day went very plain and dull. Bought some new clothes which I found those prices were very affordable for a moderate person like me. Ngee~

A very cliche random question that people would love to ask me personally now is "Rajin eh kau update blog sekarang?" atau direct translation berbunyi "Apa pasal kau rajin sangat kemaskini blog kau tu?". Kalau sorang dua orang atau tiga orang yang bertanya dekat aku macam tu, boleh la aku anggap sebagai KEBETULAN. Tapi bila dah hampir semua yang tahu kewujudan blog aku ni mengutarakan ayat yang sama, aku rasa macam nak gelak terbahak-bahak guling-guling macam tenggiling je.

Certain people would say, "I prefer to go hang out when I feel bored." Or there are some "I would choose to bake some cakes when I feel bored." Or perhaps you heard some say "I like to call my friends when I get bored". The main point is,what I'm trying to say now, people have various ways to express how their current feelings. Mixed tape how to cough out their boredom. As for me, this is my way. I do blogging when my thoughts received inspiration. When my heart's call is eager to be answered.

[Gambar ; kan best kalau keyboard aku boleh cabut susun-susun macam puzzle macam ni?]

Though some opinions of mine may sound ridiculous but you know, you just can't simply stop something when you are addicted to it. And I am a passionate blogger ; should have proudly claimed. Besides, this is the only time when I could do this without having any worries. Lepas ni dah tak ada masa free. Sambung belajar,kan? Masing-masing pun nak kejar cita-cita jugak. InsyaAllah..

p/s : Kawan-kawan,drastik sangat ke kerajinan aku update blog?

What if this is my last words..

They say, we will begin to value something once we lose them. Inspired by Zikri Zaharudin, I gave myself a deep thought. The topic was "What if this is the last time I talk to you? Will you visit my new house?". Erk,aku terus macam terpempan sekejap. SEKEJAP. Masa tengah ambik mood baring-baring nak tidur, otak aku masih lagi ligat berfikir. Oh,perbualan tu betul-betul meninggalkan kesan.

Macam mana kalau ini kali terakhir aku dapat borak, or at least bertanya khabar di facebook dengan kawan-kawan yang dah lama aku tak jumpa. And suddenly received a news he/she has gone. Aku pernah ada pengalaman. Losing a close friend whom I never had a chance to say my last word in which I stated on the older posts. Dan perasaan aku? Cuma satu. TERKILAN.Sampai hari ni. Dan aku tak boleh bayangkan macam mana kalau aku kena menghadapi satu situasi serupa sekali lagi.

Aku mungkin tak pernah nyatakan kepada sesiapa antara kawan-kawan aku secara serius, aku sayang mereka sangat-sangat. Sebab aku bukan penyajak bukan cendekiawan bahasa. Aku tak reti nak main bahasa. Satu perkara aku tahu dan sedar. Kawan-kawan ibarat adik-beradik. Dan macam yang aku pernah cakap dalam post sebelum ni, tinggal di hostel banyak mengajar aku hidup secara adik-beradik dengan orang yang aku tak pernah kenal.

Berkawan dengan semua tanpa kira jantina , rasa hubungan adik-beradik dengan semua kawan tak kira lelaki ke perempuan. Sayang macam sayang adik, kakak and abang aku sendiri. Walaupun ada masa bertikam lidah, bermasam muka tapi tu semua cuma sebagai platform untuk aku kenal siapa adik-beradik aku sebenarnya.

Dan dari sudut lain, ada satu persoalan lain pulak yang aku kerah diri berfikir sematang mungkin.

What if I received my new house before you? I'm sincerely begging, please do forgive my wrongdoings. And please do pay me a last visit as an honour. It would be more than enough. That's all I ever hoped for. I never said I am well prepared for it but let's just face it as an undeniable fact. A promise from The Almighty which will come sooner or later. The Creator knows it all. I am nothing more than a super duper ignorance slave to my BOSS up there. Seriously, I never intend to freak you out, just a lovely reminder to myself.

Kalau kata aku tak sempat jumpa mana-mana kawan aku yang dah lama aku tak jumpa, dan terima berita macam ni, aku cuma nak mereka tahu, aku mungkin nampak keras hati dan tak pedulikan orang. Mungkin nampak leceh dan rumit. Mungkin nampak jahat dan menyampahkan. Tapi hari-hari sebelum tidur aku tak pernah terlepas doa supaya aku dapat jumpa semua daripada mereka sama-sama walaupun sekali.

Untuk semua kawan-kawan aku, tak kira siapa. Aku sayang mereka.

The end.

Tidur adalah saat terbaik.

Tindakan terbaik aku, tidur pukul 9 malam tadi sehingga aku terasa penat mencari parang nak mengamuk dekat orang dalam mimpi,akhirnya tepat jam 11.30 malam aku pun bangun. Disebabkan hati tengah panas membara-bara macam api kena simbah minyak, aku pun merebahkan diri dan terus tidur.

Hilang mood aku nak bercakap dengan orang. Well,obviously bukan tidur dalam iman. Dan padahnya,ambik kau. Mimpi mengamuk dekat orang,siap nak diparangnya lagi orang dalam mimpi tu. Bangun tidur je dah macam apa.

Aku memang macam ni. Berjangkit dengan Syuhada Lokman gamaknya. Kalau tension sikit, tidur. Rasa macam nak mengamuk sikit, tidur. Agak macam dah tak tahan nak maki orang, tidur. Agak-agak dah macam runsing garu-garu kepala macam berkutu sejuta, tidur.

Tapi,impak dia positif. Aku bangun tidur aku akan terus lupa apa yang buat aku tidur tadi. See? Nampak tak kebaikan tidur untuk aku? Fakta tak pernah salah. Memang tidur merehatkan otak. Jadi kalau ada yang mintak nasihat aku, apa yang nak dibuat kalau ada masalah?

Jawapan aku semudah itu. Tidur. Seriously. Aku dah berjuta kali buat eksperimen ke atas diri sendiri. Alternatif lain, pergi berwuduk. Ambil Al-Quran. Baca novel cinta daripada Tuhan. Ni tak, selalu dok layan tangkap leleh novel cintan itulah. Inilah. (aku cakap ni untuk aku jugak). Aku jugak suka dengar masalah orang walaupun aku tengah terbeban dengan masalah sendiri masa tu.

Bagi aku, mendengar masalah orang boleh jadi macam salah satu vaksin jugak lah untuk aku hilangkan kerunsingan. Sebab tu ada orang pernah cakap aku "a good listener". I mean,selain "mulut murai" lah kan. Bila orang cerita masalah dekat aku, aku rasa macam "Wow, life is a perfect blend of colours".

Tapi,orang putih ada kata. "There's always two sides of a coin." Dan akibat kalau main sebat tidur tak kira masa semata-mata nak hilangkan marah, inilah dia. Tidur dah jadi tak tentu hala. Waktu orang berjaga, aku tidur. Waktu orang tidur,aku berjaga. Berjaga untuk benda tak berfaedah, aku tidur dua jam pun cukup. Cuba berjaga sebab nak study, tidur 8 jam pun, menguap macam singa. Haha.. =D

p/s : Tolonglah jangan abaikan jam biology anda. Tengok kesannya kalau tak percaya.

A Letter to Juliet.

Ada cerita tentang aku dan dia,

dan kita bersama, saat dulu kala

Ada cerita tentang masa yang indah,

saat kita berduka, saat kita tertawa.

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Things have been pretty messed up lately. Despite all of the laughter and fake smiles they bought, not even a single soul ever noticed these are all just another lie. Not even herself. Because all that she has been doing is paving every inch of her capillaries with as many as possible tiles of patchwork, in which non of them seems to suit her all the way long. She finally raises her hands. Look down, and silently whisper to herself. She is a great keeper. A secret keeper of herself. She reluctantly had to admit, sometimes tears say all there is to say. Sometimes your first scars won't ever be erased.

She was looking back all photos of her own feebly. A glimpse of each of them is enough to wake her, most of the picture she was looking at , was the picture of her with JULIET. Well, they say pictures tell thousands of stories. But she is still having a skeptical issue about that. She portrayed almost all the pictures with JULIET. As if they are the greatest best friend ever on universe. As if they were born to be attached together. As if no one understand them better than each other. As if their bond is much stronger than any concrete bond of skyscrapers.

To her slight gloomy, that was how they used to be. That was how things were so vibrant , in the flood of prophecy context, they leaned on the trustworthy door. They always lend their shoulder to each other whenever in need. But now, every single thing they owned before disappear in the blink of an eye. They are both taking their own path. The very last time they met, and up until today. She never heard any news regarding JULIET.

What hurts her the most was when she finds that JULIET could call everyone on her contacts list, but JULIET never reached for her. And she was wondering to herself, "Have I ever crossed on her mind?".JULIET used to be the person whom she spilled about almost everything of her entire life. Well, no surprise though. JULIET got herself a boyfriend,ROMEO who cares for her just like the way every girl would dream of.

So,why on earth should JULIET gives a thought about her "best-friend-used-to-be"?. She is aware that ROMEO could be JULIET'S guardian angel whenever she is not around. JULIET did a drastic improvements in her studies and she could not be more than happy for JULIET. Obviously, JULIET feel blast of ROMEO'S presence lingered around her.

They talked and met and laughed. Still befriend with each other. Not marking any arch nemesis. But the vibe was missing. Not even a sense of excitement just like those days back then. Her deepest regret was when she did not make their last moment together as the precious. She left the school with the unfixed friendship problem between she and JULIET. Their wracked relationship never gets better and it is soon to be faded away like a dust. Just another prediction for mental prepare.

God knows how much and deep she misses JULIET. She needs to convince herself, JULIET has moved on. The old JULIET whom she loves so much. While she is the girl who can't be moved. Humans changed perhaps.

From the bottom of my broken heart ;

At least, a poke on my facebook page is more than enough, JULIET.

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Teringat disaat, kita tertawa bersama
Ceritakan, semua tentang kita

SURAT CINTA BUDAK SAINS

Aku : Kasihku, ketumpatan cintaku padamu ialah jisim hatiku dibahagi isipadu jantungku. Masihkah kau tidak membuat sebarang anggapan??

Mu : Aku tidak percaya kepadamu kerana kau ada kekasih baru untuk menjalankan tindak balas penggantian ke atas diriku.

Aku : Kau jangan salah ertikan kecerunan garis lurus hatiku ini, kerana aku dan dia masih lagi unsur dan bukannya sebatian.

Mu : Tapi, aku berasa seperti kasihmu berkadar songsang dengan kesetiaan yg kuberikan.

Aku : Tapi, cintaku padamu adalah pemalar.

Mu : Aku masih belum mengerti lagi kerana penyelesaian yang kau berikan masih lagi belum sahih.

Aku : Tapi, aku mengamalkan hukum newton ketiga di mana tindak balas cintaku bersamaan dengan cinta yg kau berikan.

Mu : Kau jangan bohong! Aku telah mengetahui bahawa kau adalah 'random' yg mempunyai janji-janji manis yg bergerak secara rawak.

Aku : Itu adalah fitnah yg telah tersebar melalui proses pencaran dan perolakan.

Mu : Tetapi, mengapa kau membuat tempoh perkahwinan kita mengalami rintangan?

Aku: Aku harus menggunakan perintang boleh laras untuk mengurangkan rintangan itu

Mu: Adakah kita akan berpadu secara kimia?

Aku: Itu masih belum diketahui, tetapi hasilnya nanti dapat dilihat dengan menggunakan mikroskop cahaya.

Mu: Aku khuatir kau akan bertemu dengan yg lebih aktif dan bertindak balas dengannya.

Aku: Nampaknya, kita sedang bercinta tiga segi dan haruslah menggunakan hukum-hukum penyelesaian segi tiga untuk menyelesaikannya.

Mu: Tapi, aku telah memberi cintaku dalam magnitude dan arahnya sekali. Masihkah kau tidak percaye?

Aku: Ya, aku percaye. Tetapi aku mahu semua itu dalam bentuk lazim.

Mu: Itu semua boleh diabaikan, yang aku mahu ialah tempoh perkahwinan kita harus mengalami pecutan yg seragam.

Aku: Kau harus bersabar, kerana sabar itu 0.5 dari iman.

Mu: Tapi, imanku adalah infiniti!

Aku: Aku tidak fikir yang iman kau infiniti kerana kau blum mendarabkannya dengan 6x10'23

Mu: Kau membuat kemarahanku meruap-ruap. Nanti bila tekanan ku melebihi tekanan udara, kau jugak yg susah kerana aku akan mengalami hemolisis.

Aku: Aku sekarang bukan aku yg dulu lagi, aku telah mengalami plasmolis.

Mu: Kau betul-betul menyakitkan hatiku ini. Ku sangkakan kau intan, tetapi rupa-rupanya kau grafit. Pergi kau dari sini.

Biarkan aku sendirian... ... .. "

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Okay. I've found this on Facebook. Just thought of sharing this. Credit goes to the owner. I just can't resist my laughter. Totally damn hilarious. And when reading this, I was like "Erm.. What is it called in English eyh?". This is because it will not be funny if you are unable to translate all those science terms in English. Well, I specified this to all of them who are practically studying based on the PPSMI learning process in school just like I did. So,no offense there. *Kang ada pulak yang kutuk aku melayu tak sedar diri.*