Whoever that can watch this WITHOUT smiling, or saying "Awww so cute" is a total douche.
listen to what that person says "kucu kucu kucu, kit? kucu kucu kucu kucu, kit? awww you're like a little monkey!"
hadoi comel tahap super.
Monday, 30 November 2009
Sunday, 29 November 2009
Dying, having died, dead.
You know every time, every single time I was doing something, thinking, reading, watching, listening, eating, basically whatever I was doing at that time, there's always a time I found myself said "Ahhhh I'll keep that in mind and write it down on my blog" and here I am, finally on my blog and found myself stumbling on what to write.
On a darker note, I found myself thinking about death. I read it here about a man who was in a taxi accident with his friend in 1989. His friend's head was decapitated and for a brief moment, his friend was aware what was going on after his head has came off from his body. Read on his story:
"My friend's head came to rest face up, and (from my angle) upside-down. As I watched, his mouth opened and closed no less than two times. The facial expressions he displayed were first of shock or confusion, followed by terror or grief. I cannot exaggerate and say that he was looking all around, but he did display ocular movement in that his eyes moved from me, to his body, and back to me. He had direct eye contact with me when his eyes took on a hazy, absent expression … and he was dead."
Scary isn't it? And sad. I've seen dead people, and I've known people who passed away in front of me. How does it feel? How does it feel to be dying? Or having to know that you are dying? Or having died?
Coincidentally or not, I am rereading (Im broke and can't go out berjimba) a novel by Marian Keyes titled "Anybody Out There", which is about this Irish girl named Anna Walsh who works in NYC as a beauty PR. She met this guy, Aidan Maddox and they are so in love and they got married shortly after they announced 'exclusivity' (NYC-term for serious bf-gf relationship). Everything went well and they live happily ever after. Is that it? Of course not. What makes the novel so interesting is that it is not written in a linear timeline. Meaning, the first 150pages of the novel is about how Anna trying to contact Aidan but he doesn't seem to be bothered to reply any of her messages, emails and calls after he disappeared few weeks after they were married. Apparently, this is what had happened. Two nights after Valentine's day, they wanted to go out for a dinner although Anna wasn't keen because they just had romantic dinner for Valentine's couple nights before. They went by cab, as all other NYCers do. And BOOM! They got into an accident, and 20 minutes later, Aidan is dead. Shoot I cried so hard when I figured out that Aidan wasn't abandoning her, but he's actually dead! mumumuuumu tak bestnya. But it left me with some thoughts to be pondered, let me quote some:
On a darker note, I found myself thinking about death. I read it here about a man who was in a taxi accident with his friend in 1989. His friend's head was decapitated and for a brief moment, his friend was aware what was going on after his head has came off from his body. Read on his story:
"My friend's head came to rest face up, and (from my angle) upside-down. As I watched, his mouth opened and closed no less than two times. The facial expressions he displayed were first of shock or confusion, followed by terror or grief. I cannot exaggerate and say that he was looking all around, but he did display ocular movement in that his eyes moved from me, to his body, and back to me. He had direct eye contact with me when his eyes took on a hazy, absent expression … and he was dead."
Scary isn't it? And sad. I've seen dead people, and I've known people who passed away in front of me. How does it feel? How does it feel to be dying? Or having to know that you are dying? Or having died?
Coincidentally or not, I am rereading (Im broke and can't go out berjimba) a novel by Marian Keyes titled "Anybody Out There", which is about this Irish girl named Anna Walsh who works in NYC as a beauty PR. She met this guy, Aidan Maddox and they are so in love and they got married shortly after they announced 'exclusivity' (NYC-term for serious bf-gf relationship). Everything went well and they live happily ever after. Is that it? Of course not. What makes the novel so interesting is that it is not written in a linear timeline. Meaning, the first 150pages of the novel is about how Anna trying to contact Aidan but he doesn't seem to be bothered to reply any of her messages, emails and calls after he disappeared few weeks after they were married. Apparently, this is what had happened. Two nights after Valentine's day, they wanted to go out for a dinner although Anna wasn't keen because they just had romantic dinner for Valentine's couple nights before. They went by cab, as all other NYCers do. And BOOM! They got into an accident, and 20 minutes later, Aidan is dead. Shoot I cried so hard when I figured out that Aidan wasn't abandoning her, but he's actually dead! mumumuuumu tak bestnya. But it left me with some thoughts to be pondered, let me quote some:
- "People say it's the finality of death that they can't handle. But what was tearing me apart was that I didn't know where he had gone. He had to be somewhere."
- "Aidan was young and strong and handsome and it was all wrong. You'd never expected him to die"
- "And it's not about me, it's him I'm worried about. I'm so afraid he'll freak out when he discovers what's happened. He'll be so pissed-off and scared and I can't help him. Aidan's going to hate being dead. We aren't goint to die until we're eighty. And he worried about me, he wanted to take care of me, and if he can't he'll go mental. He was so strong and healthy, hardly ever sick, how's he going to handle having died?
I'm thinking of all the people around me that I love so much (although perhaps I'm not doing a good job of displaying my love to them) and I'll be so scared if I lose any of these people. What will I do if I lose them? Yet, do I treat them well? I don't want regrets yet sometimes I can't help myself to hurt those I love most. I guess all of you do, too? No? It's only me?
I've read somewhere, that if you die, at least 5 people will cry for you, maybe from someone you least expected. However a hateful person you think you are, trust me you are loved. Maybe in a way, you have inspired people too, without even knowing it.
Other than that, last few nights, I went to watch 2012, which is about people dying and the end of the day, although not really. Whatever. But my ever favourite movie issssssssssssss (drum rolls) The Corpse Bride (please do the church choir "waaaa" sound) directed by Tim Burton. I've watched this movie, literally, for hundreth of times. I still remember I watched it back-to-back 4 times in ONE night during one of me-ever-PMS night. It's a story about this young, handsome man named Victor from a neaveau rich family. You know during Elizabethan era where neaveau rich, as its name, is the people who are not from a royal or respectful family line, but are newly rich merchants. Victor is arranged to marry a girl, Victoria, who is from a royal bloodline but run an empty-house (poor) so that they can climb the society ladder while improving Victoria's family's wealth. However, Victor messed up so bad at wedding rehearsal that he ran away into the wood nearby and tried to practice again, pretending that tree sticks (that oddly looks like skeletal fingers) are his fiancee's fingers and put the ring on the finger. And taadahhh the tree stick is actually a corpse bride! She was killed by her fraud-fiance in an attempt to runaway with her dowree, and so she cursed that she will always be a hantu unless someone ask her hand in marriage again. And there she emerges again, after Victor accidentally said 'a perfect vow' to her. And the story is about how Emily, the corpse bride, is happy to be married to Victor. And Victor to be so sad to be living in the underworld. And Victoria is sad to be married to Lord Barkis (the fraud man). Basically the theme of the story is about how it is when everything is not 'according to plan'. It was the bestest movie I have ever watched, hmm..not really but I love it most.
Things to ponder, quoted from the movie:
I've read somewhere, that if you die, at least 5 people will cry for you, maybe from someone you least expected. However a hateful person you think you are, trust me you are loved. Maybe in a way, you have inspired people too, without even knowing it.
Other than that, last few nights, I went to watch 2012, which is about people dying and the end of the day, although not really. Whatever. But my ever favourite movie issssssssssssss (drum rolls) The Corpse Bride (please do the church choir "waaaa" sound) directed by Tim Burton. I've watched this movie, literally, for hundreth of times. I still remember I watched it back-to-back 4 times in ONE night during one of me-ever-PMS night. It's a story about this young, handsome man named Victor from a neaveau rich family. You know during Elizabethan era where neaveau rich, as its name, is the people who are not from a royal or respectful family line, but are newly rich merchants. Victor is arranged to marry a girl, Victoria, who is from a royal bloodline but run an empty-house (poor) so that they can climb the society ladder while improving Victoria's family's wealth. However, Victor messed up so bad at wedding rehearsal that he ran away into the wood nearby and tried to practice again, pretending that tree sticks (that oddly looks like skeletal fingers) are his fiancee's fingers and put the ring on the finger. And taadahhh the tree stick is actually a corpse bride! She was killed by her fraud-fiance in an attempt to runaway with her dowree, and so she cursed that she will always be a hantu unless someone ask her hand in marriage again. And there she emerges again, after Victor accidentally said 'a perfect vow' to her. And the story is about how Emily, the corpse bride, is happy to be married to Victor. And Victor to be so sad to be living in the underworld. And Victoria is sad to be married to Lord Barkis (the fraud man). Basically the theme of the story is about how it is when everything is not 'according to plan'. It was the bestest movie I have ever watched, hmm..not really but I love it most.
Things to ponder, quoted from the movie:
- "Tell me my dear, can a heart still break once it's stopped beating?" Lord Barkis to Emily the Corpse Bride.
- "If only he could see how special you can be; if he only knew the you that we know." Maggot and BlackWidow to Emily, when she is sad because she knows Victor doesn't love her.
- "If I touch a burning candle, I can feel no pain. If you cut me with a knife, it's still the same. And I know her (Victoria) heart is beating, and I know that I am dead; yet the pain here that I feel, try and tell me it's not real, and it seems that I still have a tear to shed." Emily to Maggot and BlackWidow, sad because she's dead but she still has feelings.
- "The sole redeeming feature from that little creature is that she's alive. Overrated! Overblown! Everybody knows that's just a temporary state, which is cured very quickly when we meet our fate." This funny remarks is by BlackWidow.
Such a grim topic for a lovely Sunday afternoon.
Other links for death-y topics. I am in no way related to these links, read with discretion and your judgments are yours.
Life after death info
Imam Malik's dream about death
Nihilism: A philosophical view of death
Dr. Gary Schwartz: Afterlife Experiments
P/S: Speaking of at least 5 people that will cry for you when you died, I am wearing a t-shirt from a friend saying : "Someone who loves me very much went to Phuket and got me this t-shirt". Nice.
Monday, 16 November 2009
Berita gembira! Berita gembira! ^^
Tett teneneeeeeeeeee!
Berita jam 6 petang ini dibawakan dari Radio 1 RTM.
Berita ini disampaikan oleh, Mariamah Tijo. Sari berita penting:
1. Result degree and practicum dah kelua da korang. Yay^^
2. Intel competition: 7 groups out of 8 from IPBA won various categories.
3. Annual dinner is coming!
4. Kissm dah nak habis! Lagi baper hari je lagi.
Berita 1: Alhamdulillah walaupon I didn't get first class, I managed to get 2nd Upper Class, which was surprising because I was the pemalasest among all, the let's-skip-the-class-and-go-to-Mission-Bay-instead type of student, the last-minute pemalas...And masa kat Auckland 2nd Semester 1st Year: depression yang tak kelua2 bilik, tak pegi2 kelas, yang high on sugar, dan tak mandi 3 hari (sebab Auckland sejuk tapi erm erm erm yeah...*pandang kiri*)... and also, I managed to get Merit for my practicum! Thanks Dr. Prema for all the support and your trust! I owe you so much :) :) :)
Berita 2: Satu hari itu, Shark dapat msg dari Madam Ooi, saying that we are one of the winners. Tak tau lagi dapat prize apa, but heck yeahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh segala penat lelah membuat Intel tu, ngn taktido2 dua hari, wohaaaaaaaa we managed to win something... Im really looking forward to the prize giving ceremony, which will be held in IPBA! Yeah! That's why Madam Ooi was so fidgety masa first2 she asked us Cohort 3 to enter the competition, remember? Because she doesn't want IPBA to not win anything, but just organizing the prize giving ceremony. But HEY!!!!!!! 7 out of 8 groups y'alll! Group yang didn't get selected tu pon was just because of technical problem (their CD cannot be used or something), but I am sure if they didn't have that technical problem, they would've won as well! Congrats all!
Berita 3: Yay annual dinner is coming. And WEEEEEEEEEEE are going to perform!!!!!!! "We" is Nab, Myto, Auni, Waznah and myself. And Raudhah. Hoyeh hoyehhhhhh haven't done this for so long it was sucha nice feeling to chill with you guys. And, Auni dah beli Raudhah. Raudhah tu adalah nama Tamborine yang best. Rasa macam nak joget2 sambil ketuk2 bunyi "kici kici, kici kici". Masalah baju, masih lagi menjadi masalah utama. Tatau la nak pakai baju apa niiiiiiiiiii~~
Berita 4: Hari-hari makin merepek. Harini ade seorang lecturer yang tidak boleh disebutkan namanya di sini, tak cakap banyak pon. Pasang video and then dia duk kat tepi. Bila aku kena isi borang evaluation, aku macam tak sure sebenarnya aku rate video ke atau aku rate dia. Haih. But heyyyyyy! Lagi berapa hari je ni^^, bersabarlah kawan2 seKISSMku.
Berita jam 6 petang ini dibawakan dari Radio 1 RTM.
Berita ini disampaikan oleh, Mariamah Tijo. Sari berita penting:
1. Result degree and practicum dah kelua da korang. Yay^^
2. Intel competition: 7 groups out of 8 from IPBA won various categories.
3. Annual dinner is coming!
4. Kissm dah nak habis! Lagi baper hari je lagi.
Berita 1: Alhamdulillah walaupon I didn't get first class, I managed to get 2nd Upper Class, which was surprising because I was the pemalasest among all, the let's-skip-the-class-and-go-to-Mission-Bay-instead type of student, the last-minute pemalas...And masa kat Auckland 2nd Semester 1st Year: depression yang tak kelua2 bilik, tak pegi2 kelas, yang high on sugar, dan tak mandi 3 hari (sebab Auckland sejuk tapi erm erm erm yeah...*pandang kiri*)... and also, I managed to get Merit for my practicum! Thanks Dr. Prema for all the support and your trust! I owe you so much :) :) :)
Berita 2: Satu hari itu, Shark dapat msg dari Madam Ooi, saying that we are one of the winners. Tak tau lagi dapat prize apa, but heck yeahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh segala penat lelah membuat Intel tu, ngn taktido2 dua hari, wohaaaaaaaa we managed to win something... Im really looking forward to the prize giving ceremony, which will be held in IPBA! Yeah! That's why Madam Ooi was so fidgety masa first2 she asked us Cohort 3 to enter the competition, remember? Because she doesn't want IPBA to not win anything, but just organizing the prize giving ceremony. But HEY!!!!!!! 7 out of 8 groups y'alll! Group yang didn't get selected tu pon was just because of technical problem (their CD cannot be used or something), but I am sure if they didn't have that technical problem, they would've won as well! Congrats all!
Berita 3: Yay annual dinner is coming. And WEEEEEEEEEEE are going to perform!!!!!!! "We" is Nab, Myto, Auni, Waznah and myself. And Raudhah. Hoyeh hoyehhhhhh haven't done this for so long it was sucha nice feeling to chill with you guys. And, Auni dah beli Raudhah. Raudhah tu adalah nama Tamborine yang best. Rasa macam nak joget2 sambil ketuk2 bunyi "kici kici, kici kici". Masalah baju, masih lagi menjadi masalah utama. Tatau la nak pakai baju apa niiiiiiiiiii~~
Berita 4: Hari-hari makin merepek. Harini ade seorang lecturer yang tidak boleh disebutkan namanya di sini, tak cakap banyak pon. Pasang video and then dia duk kat tepi. Bila aku kena isi borang evaluation, aku macam tak sure sebenarnya aku rate video ke atau aku rate dia. Haih. But heyyyyyy! Lagi berapa hari je ni^^, bersabarlah kawan2 seKISSMku.
Sunday, 15 November 2009
Things that I want.
Not tangible things. Just thoughts.
- A healthy body: no more gastric pains, no more pimples breaking out from eating seafood..
- A healthy mind: less prejudice and discrimination...it's all in the mind, Azmira. Stop hurting yourself with unhealthy mind.
- Money: so that I can shop and I can eat lavishly.
- Love: from you to me, and to me alone, despite me being annoying and nail-biting all the time.
- Creativity: I've lost sparks, I've lost the ability to draw one full A4 page effortlessly. I am uninspired. Should I get in touch with that forgotten friend who always encourage me and inspire me? Jangan cari pasal.
- To be able to restrain myself from spontaneity: Im too spontaneous for my own good, and others too. Thanks to Abah for the gene. I need to wait. To have patience. So that I won't regret stuff. There's just too much regrets in my regret camp, I don't think it has any more available space. I need discipline, I need my phone to be barred, I need my car to be towed back to Seremban, I need to be back in hostel by 11pm, I need to stop checking FB every 2-3minutes: sometimes theres just so much bad influence you can get from kemudahan yang ada around you that you forgot to stop and appreciate.
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On another note, I have been feeling solemn for many many days already. Is it because of the rain? In my head, BJ Thomas's Raindrops Keep Falling on My Head is playing in loop. Here's the lyrics:
Raindrops keep fallin' on my head
And just like the guy whose feet are too big for his bed
Nothin' seems to fit
Those raindrops are fallin' on my head, they keep fallin'
So I just did me some talkin' to the sun
And I said I didn't like the way he got things done
Sleepin' on the job
Those raindrops are fallin' on my head, they keep fallin'
But there's one thing I know
The blues they send to meet me won't defeat me
It won't be long till happiness steps up to greet me
Raindrops keep fallin' on my head
But that doesn't mean my eyes will soon be turnin' red
Cryin's not for me
'Cause I'm never gonna stop the rain by complainin'
Because I'm free
Nothin's worryin' me
It won't be long till happiness steps up to greet me
Raindrops keep fallin' on my head
But that doesn't mean my eyes will soon be turnin' red
Cryin's not for me
'Cause I'm never gonna stop the rain by complainin'
Because I'm free
Nothin's worryin' me
Ahhhhhh how I wish I could sing the words and mean it. Someone said I'm 'kiasu' for always wanting more. Why am I solemn? Truth is, I was bothered. Bothered by the feelings I made my own. The negativity in this post shows it all. Haish..its like stuck in a cinema watching a boring movie and you wished you could fast forward to interesting parts, except that you have no choice but to watch every seconds of it, because you are in cinema, not like watching DVD you bought from pasar malam. I feel static, unsatisfied. Demit.
Someone said "Curiosity kills the cat". I am not yet killed, but badly wounded. I wish I didn't knew, I wish I didn't pry, I wish I don't have any memories or information that in the end hurting me and giving me nightmares.
Someone said too, that I think too much on a matter that it becomes so complex. Can I stop myself from thinking? It's this voice in my head telling me all sorts of "what if's". Drama queen kah aku kerana berfikir all the possibilities?
In the end, I whine. In this blog. On my guitar. In my sad drawings. I'll draw tears, tears that I can't shed from my own eyes coz I've been biting my lips so hard that it bleeds every time the tears are coming to the brink of my eyes.
And yes, sometimes I feel like I am pretending to live my day. Saying a simple 'hi' to people is hard enough for me. I can be a happy-go-lucky as I want to if I want to, but I also can be soooooooooo private I don't want to talk to anyone or see anyone, and when that happens, which is almost half of the time, I struggle so hard to make/be in a conversation. And thus, people anggap me sombong or tak kosentret kat apa diorang cakap or whatever la korang nak cakap. Of course I am responsible for my own happiness. I create happy feelings for myself everyday - though I need to be reminded to do so. I am content with who I am. Cuma, kau2 tak boleh conform aku, mungkin sebab rambut aku kembang, mungkin sebab aku nampak sombong luaran n mungkin kadang2 memang aku sombong all the time. And self-centered.
stop it already. I need to be more grateful. Syukur.
A string of unrelated paragraphs put together into a post. Sapa suh kau baca? Kan dah emo. Hm, kalau ini berterusan, mahu juga aku ke hospital meminta Valium.
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On another note, I have been feeling solemn for many many days already. Is it because of the rain? In my head, BJ Thomas's Raindrops Keep Falling on My Head is playing in loop. Here's the lyrics:
Raindrops keep fallin' on my head
And just like the guy whose feet are too big for his bed
Nothin' seems to fit
Those raindrops are fallin' on my head, they keep fallin'
So I just did me some talkin' to the sun
And I said I didn't like the way he got things done
Sleepin' on the job
Those raindrops are fallin' on my head, they keep fallin'
But there's one thing I know
The blues they send to meet me won't defeat me
It won't be long till happiness steps up to greet me
Raindrops keep fallin' on my head
But that doesn't mean my eyes will soon be turnin' red
Cryin's not for me
'Cause I'm never gonna stop the rain by complainin'
Because I'm free
Nothin's worryin' me
It won't be long till happiness steps up to greet me
Raindrops keep fallin' on my head
But that doesn't mean my eyes will soon be turnin' red
Cryin's not for me
'Cause I'm never gonna stop the rain by complainin'
Because I'm free
Nothin's worryin' me
Ahhhhhh how I wish I could sing the words and mean it. Someone said I'm 'kiasu' for always wanting more. Why am I solemn? Truth is, I was bothered. Bothered by the feelings I made my own. The negativity in this post shows it all. Haish..its like stuck in a cinema watching a boring movie and you wished you could fast forward to interesting parts, except that you have no choice but to watch every seconds of it, because you are in cinema, not like watching DVD you bought from pasar malam. I feel static, unsatisfied. Demit.
Someone said "Curiosity kills the cat". I am not yet killed, but badly wounded. I wish I didn't knew, I wish I didn't pry, I wish I don't have any memories or information that in the end hurting me and giving me nightmares.
Someone said too, that I think too much on a matter that it becomes so complex. Can I stop myself from thinking? It's this voice in my head telling me all sorts of "what if's". Drama queen kah aku kerana berfikir all the possibilities?
In the end, I whine. In this blog. On my guitar. In my sad drawings. I'll draw tears, tears that I can't shed from my own eyes coz I've been biting my lips so hard that it bleeds every time the tears are coming to the brink of my eyes.
And yes, sometimes I feel like I am pretending to live my day. Saying a simple 'hi' to people is hard enough for me. I can be a happy-go-lucky as I want to if I want to, but I also can be soooooooooo private I don't want to talk to anyone or see anyone, and when that happens, which is almost half of the time, I struggle so hard to make/be in a conversation. And thus, people anggap me sombong or tak kosentret kat apa diorang cakap or whatever la korang nak cakap. Of course I am responsible for my own happiness. I create happy feelings for myself everyday - though I need to be reminded to do so. I am content with who I am. Cuma, kau2 tak boleh conform aku, mungkin sebab rambut aku kembang, mungkin sebab aku nampak sombong luaran n mungkin kadang2 memang aku sombong all the time. And self-centered.
stop it already. I need to be more grateful. Syukur.
A string of unrelated paragraphs put together into a post. Sapa suh kau baca? Kan dah emo. Hm, kalau ini berterusan, mahu juga aku ke hospital meminta Valium.
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Sunday, 1 November 2009
Jalan raya dan kemalangan. Shizz aku mmg tak reti bagi title catchy2. Shadap yuh.
Aku macam dah menyampah tahap gaban ni. If u are a driver, I guess you would have noticed these:
1) Papan tanda jalan selepas simpang. Especially true kat highway2. Pehtu orang yg tatau jalan kelam kelibut signal2 ke kiri sebab baru nampak sign. Selalunya kalau simpang satu ke kiri, satu ke kanan. Pehtu mesti dia letak signboard tu kat tengah2, kan? Tapi mcm dah terlepas dari simpang. Napa tak wat papan tanda at least 100meter sebelum the actual simpang? And then kerajaan complain rakyat Malaysia memandu seperti ayam. Ops Sikap kononnya tak berjaya mengubah mentaliti rakyat pemandu. Wahai JKR, aku ni rabun, especially waktu malam. Tolong la jangan wat papan tanda lepas simpang.
2) Papan tanda jalan berlapis2. Lepas satu papan tanda, ade satu lagi papan tanda kat belakang dia dalam jarak 3-4 kaki je. Mana nak nampak, kot? Kadang2 berlapis2 papan tanda sampai tak nampak. Pehtu macam biasa la, seperti ayam kau melintas tiba2, or buat U-turn tiba2. Pastu keta belakang langgar kau ramai2. Setupid, ai het yu kereta Nissan Sunny kaler biru grey, habis keta gua kena langgar dari belakang sebab gua brek tiba2 nak elak kau yang buat U-turn tiba2 kat tempat takleh U-turn (baru peh turun selekoh berbukit).
3) Jalan berlubang2. Dalam cubaan mesra JKR utk mendekati rakyat, mereka pon ambil inisiatif nak tutup lubang, tapi, mereka tampal sikit2 jalan, jadi bertampok2 hitam dan kelabu jalan kita. Lepas seminggu, berlubang balik tempat yang sama. Kenapa tak tar terus semua bahagian? Paling aku angin kalau tgh selekoh pehtu jalan berlubang. Sama ada aku terbabas sikit + allignment kereta lari sebab termasuk lubang, atau aku terlanggar pakcik motor sebab nak elak lubang.
4) Tol gila babi mahal dengan jarak tak sampai 5km. Encik kerinting duduk di Sunway, aku plak at the moment duk rumah makcik aku kat Puchong dekat ngn IOI mall. Hari-hari aku drive ke Sunway sebab nak makan kat mamak ngn Encik. Hari-hari jugak la aku bayar Rm3.20 kat Plus padahal jarak rumah makcik aku dengan rumah Encik tak sampai 5 minit. Cuba buat sedikit math, Rm3.20 kali ngn kata la 5 hari seminggu aku nak makan kat mamak. Seminggu dah Rm16 ringgit. Kali ngn sebulan? Dah RM64!. Tu baru aku sorang je lalu situ. Kat situ selalu jam, sebab ramai orang guna tol tu. Kata la satu hari minimum 2000 kereta lalu situ (aku rasa mmg lebih), dah brape ringgit diorang dapat? Kali ngn sebulan? Mereka kata duit ni utk maintenance and bayar gaji pekerja. Tapi kamon, kita semua tahu orang kaya akan bertambah kaya, orang misken, hmm stay kat situ je la kau. Bukan aku nak cakap NZ tu bagus sangat, tapi at least diroang ade minimum gaji. Setara ngn kenaikan harga barang. Kat Malaysia? Kau keje macam pencacai pon gaji kau tetap RM6 sejam? Pastu nak taruk harga tol mahal2 supaya kau orang2 kaya boleh bayar zakat fitrah guna duit orang susah?
5) Rakyat pemandu yang tak reti bagi signal dan suka potong queue. Enough said, kalau korang drive, korang pon boleh jumpa berapa ramai orang mcm ni.
6) Pakcik polis yang suka menyakat orang dan memeras ugut. Cerita satu:Ade satu hari yang malang ni, aku naik kereta kawan aku drive. Kawan ni pon pandai sangat, dia pegi on the phone masa drive, pastu pakcik polis naik motor tahan kereta kami. Then dia panggil kawan aku yg drive tu keluar, then dia nak settle cepat. Then dia mintak RM30 'duit minum kopi supaya aku takyah bagi kau surat saman'. Masa tu kami dalam kereta tu takde duit kecil. Or besa. Masa tu dalam wallet aku ade satu helai je duit RM50 buat belanja sampai hujung minggu. Pakcik polis tu cakap "takpe, saya pergi tukar duit tu kat stesen minyak sebelah ni". Then dia terus amik duit aku and kononnya terus pergi ke stesen minyak tu, tapi terus melarikan diri dengan duit aku tu. Cibai lu.
P/S: Aku lagi sanggup kena saman dari bagi kau duit. Yang kawan aku tu pon sama bangang ngan encik polis tu. Kenapa kau setuju nak bagi rasuah? Haish.
Cerita dua: Abah aku jual telur itik kat kampung, jual tepi jalan je. Tapi pakcik polis selalu parking dekat depan across tempat abah berniaga tu, and then mereka tahan2 orang. Sebab dekat je, kitorang selalu dengar perbualan pakcik polis dengan pesalah trafik.
Pakcik polis: "So macam mana nak settle ni? Nak saman RM300 (sambil teran2 perkataan tiga ratus tu) ke, atau nak settle dengan duit kopi?"
Pesalah trafik: "Tapi datuk, saya takde duit ni, cukup2 ade RM50 untuk sampai kat kampung"
Pakcik Polis: "Kalau tak cukup RM50, terpaksa la saya saman"
Pesalah trafik: "Alah datuk. Pelisssss pelissss"
Pakcik Polis: "SOO macam mana nak settle ni?"
Pesalah trafik: "RM50 pon RM50 la. Dari saya kena bayar RM300"
Aku sumpah kau-kau yang makan duit rasuah.
7) Lampu hijau kat trafik light dah seminggu menyala, kau baru nak masuk gear satu / gear D. Lepas tu bila kau dah lepas kereta kau sorang2, orang lain yang berderet2 kat belakang kau tu duk nyumpah2 sebab lampu dah tukar merah. TOLONGLAAAAAAA rakyat pemandu, be alert. Kalau kau rasa bila kau borak2 ngn kawan co-pilot kau boleh menyebabkan kau leka, tolongla berhenti kejap. Kalau kau rasa kau boleh mekap kejap lagi, bukan sambil tunggu lampu hijau, tolong la jangan buat. Especially YOU, driver2 Seremban.
Tolonglah JKR dan pemandu2. Kita duk sibuk buat Ops Sikap pon takkan berjaya if takde kerjasama dari semua pihak. Make our roads safer: takde lubang, takde selekoh berbahaya, takde papan tanda bersimpang siur. Then only we can consentrate on educating the drivers' attitudes. Bila jalan raya pon tak betul, apakan harapan yang ada kat pemandu2?
Aku nak link gambar2 kemalangan ngeri. Tapi busuk plak blog aku nanti. So korang google this: "Kemalangan ngeri" kat google images. Tengok sendiri.
Lagu tema post ini: Killer Cars by Radiohead.
1) Papan tanda jalan selepas simpang. Especially true kat highway2. Pehtu orang yg tatau jalan kelam kelibut signal2 ke kiri sebab baru nampak sign. Selalunya kalau simpang satu ke kiri, satu ke kanan. Pehtu mesti dia letak signboard tu kat tengah2, kan? Tapi mcm dah terlepas dari simpang. Napa tak wat papan tanda at least 100meter sebelum the actual simpang? And then kerajaan complain rakyat Malaysia memandu seperti ayam. Ops Sikap kononnya tak berjaya mengubah mentaliti rakyat pemandu. Wahai JKR, aku ni rabun, especially waktu malam. Tolong la jangan wat papan tanda lepas simpang.
2) Papan tanda jalan berlapis2. Lepas satu papan tanda, ade satu lagi papan tanda kat belakang dia dalam jarak 3-4 kaki je. Mana nak nampak, kot? Kadang2 berlapis2 papan tanda sampai tak nampak. Pehtu macam biasa la, seperti ayam kau melintas tiba2, or buat U-turn tiba2. Pastu keta belakang langgar kau ramai2. Setupid, ai het yu kereta Nissan Sunny kaler biru grey, habis keta gua kena langgar dari belakang sebab gua brek tiba2 nak elak kau yang buat U-turn tiba2 kat tempat takleh U-turn (baru peh turun selekoh berbukit).
3) Jalan berlubang2. Dalam cubaan mesra JKR utk mendekati rakyat, mereka pon ambil inisiatif nak tutup lubang, tapi, mereka tampal sikit2 jalan, jadi bertampok2 hitam dan kelabu jalan kita. Lepas seminggu, berlubang balik tempat yang sama. Kenapa tak tar terus semua bahagian? Paling aku angin kalau tgh selekoh pehtu jalan berlubang. Sama ada aku terbabas sikit + allignment kereta lari sebab termasuk lubang, atau aku terlanggar pakcik motor sebab nak elak lubang.
4) Tol gila babi mahal dengan jarak tak sampai 5km. Encik kerinting duduk di Sunway, aku plak at the moment duk rumah makcik aku kat Puchong dekat ngn IOI mall. Hari-hari aku drive ke Sunway sebab nak makan kat mamak ngn Encik. Hari-hari jugak la aku bayar Rm3.20 kat Plus padahal jarak rumah makcik aku dengan rumah Encik tak sampai 5 minit. Cuba buat sedikit math, Rm3.20 kali ngn kata la 5 hari seminggu aku nak makan kat mamak. Seminggu dah Rm16 ringgit. Kali ngn sebulan? Dah RM64!. Tu baru aku sorang je lalu situ. Kat situ selalu jam, sebab ramai orang guna tol tu. Kata la satu hari minimum 2000 kereta lalu situ (aku rasa mmg lebih), dah brape ringgit diorang dapat? Kali ngn sebulan? Mereka kata duit ni utk maintenance and bayar gaji pekerja. Tapi kamon, kita semua tahu orang kaya akan bertambah kaya, orang misken, hmm stay kat situ je la kau. Bukan aku nak cakap NZ tu bagus sangat, tapi at least diroang ade minimum gaji. Setara ngn kenaikan harga barang. Kat Malaysia? Kau keje macam pencacai pon gaji kau tetap RM6 sejam? Pastu nak taruk harga tol mahal2 supaya kau orang2 kaya boleh bayar zakat fitrah guna duit orang susah?
5) Rakyat pemandu yang tak reti bagi signal dan suka potong queue. Enough said, kalau korang drive, korang pon boleh jumpa berapa ramai orang mcm ni.
6) Pakcik polis yang suka menyakat orang dan memeras ugut. Cerita satu:Ade satu hari yang malang ni, aku naik kereta kawan aku drive. Kawan ni pon pandai sangat, dia pegi on the phone masa drive, pastu pakcik polis naik motor tahan kereta kami. Then dia panggil kawan aku yg drive tu keluar, then dia nak settle cepat. Then dia mintak RM30 'duit minum kopi supaya aku takyah bagi kau surat saman'. Masa tu kami dalam kereta tu takde duit kecil. Or besa. Masa tu dalam wallet aku ade satu helai je duit RM50 buat belanja sampai hujung minggu. Pakcik polis tu cakap "takpe, saya pergi tukar duit tu kat stesen minyak sebelah ni". Then dia terus amik duit aku and kononnya terus pergi ke stesen minyak tu, tapi terus melarikan diri dengan duit aku tu. Cibai lu.
P/S: Aku lagi sanggup kena saman dari bagi kau duit. Yang kawan aku tu pon sama bangang ngan encik polis tu. Kenapa kau setuju nak bagi rasuah? Haish.
Cerita dua: Abah aku jual telur itik kat kampung, jual tepi jalan je. Tapi pakcik polis selalu parking dekat depan across tempat abah berniaga tu, and then mereka tahan2 orang. Sebab dekat je, kitorang selalu dengar perbualan pakcik polis dengan pesalah trafik.
Pakcik polis: "So macam mana nak settle ni? Nak saman RM300 (sambil teran2 perkataan tiga ratus tu) ke, atau nak settle dengan duit kopi?"
Pesalah trafik: "Tapi datuk, saya takde duit ni, cukup2 ade RM50 untuk sampai kat kampung"
Pakcik Polis: "Kalau tak cukup RM50, terpaksa la saya saman"
Pesalah trafik: "Alah datuk. Pelisssss pelissss"
Pakcik Polis: "SOO macam mana nak settle ni?"
Pesalah trafik: "RM50 pon RM50 la. Dari saya kena bayar RM300"
Aku sumpah kau-kau yang makan duit rasuah.
7) Lampu hijau kat trafik light dah seminggu menyala, kau baru nak masuk gear satu / gear D. Lepas tu bila kau dah lepas kereta kau sorang2, orang lain yang berderet2 kat belakang kau tu duk nyumpah2 sebab lampu dah tukar merah. TOLONGLAAAAAAA rakyat pemandu, be alert. Kalau kau rasa bila kau borak2 ngn kawan co-pilot kau boleh menyebabkan kau leka, tolongla berhenti kejap. Kalau kau rasa kau boleh mekap kejap lagi, bukan sambil tunggu lampu hijau, tolong la jangan buat. Especially YOU, driver2 Seremban.
Tolonglah JKR dan pemandu2. Kita duk sibuk buat Ops Sikap pon takkan berjaya if takde kerjasama dari semua pihak. Make our roads safer: takde lubang, takde selekoh berbahaya, takde papan tanda bersimpang siur. Then only we can consentrate on educating the drivers' attitudes. Bila jalan raya pon tak betul, apakan harapan yang ada kat pemandu2?
Aku nak link gambar2 kemalangan ngeri. Tapi busuk plak blog aku nanti. So korang google this: "Kemalangan ngeri" kat google images. Tengok sendiri.
Lagu tema post ini: Killer Cars by Radiohead.
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