The very2 first thing...

first of all,

i would like to wish all selamat menyambut maal hijrah n a happy new year.

as usual, new year eve plan would be to watch the KLCC firework. we had plan to meet at nasi ayam dara taman melati as usual. it is the official ghatering point for all of us. i'll be travelling with my b from shah alam with train since my car are being used by my parents to go to penang. taking into account it was a new year eve, i bet its going to be a 'tin sardin' in the komuter during this time. n i was right, it was packed like hell n no one were upholding any of the good deeds or attitude that had been thought by their parents or teacher or mayb friends. when it come to boarding the komuter every man is for himself, it doesnt matter u r old, pregnant, OKU or anything similar to it. people just dont care the only thing that they had in their mind is to get their both feet in the train... i intentionally write only feet, because that is the only body part that they can put in the train. it doesnt matter if u butt a sticking out from the train, ur bag are hanging between the door or even ur child are squeeze like a toy. as long as u get ur feet in there u'll be ok. the most amazing part is, even the highly educated people ( i guess by the way they dress) are showing the same mindset. i guess we still had a looooong way to go before we can achieve any dreams we ever imagine, if this is the kind of mindset and attitude that will be the force behind it. ok, back to my story. we arrive at taman melati station at about 8.30 (i guess) and we had our dinner there while waiting for others to come. abg wan were also there with his housemate i guess. an hour later uruk, sakilah, imah, kema and rahman arrive. it has been a long time since the last time i hang around with them. we had a few chat while waiting for another group (matno & matyo). when all had arrive we begin our journey at 11.15 heading to Bukit Ampang if im not mistaken again. from Taman Melati to Bukit Ampang would take about 10mins if ur car can fly, hahahaha...

when we arrive at the hill side, cars are already stuck n local authorities are dozens by numbers. it was 11.45 at that time n everybody r trying to sneak a way thru. to make the situation worse. we were still at the hill sharp 12am when the firework started, we only managed to see the flares in between trees and police 'black maria' truck blocking the road to set-up a road block. even by the glimpse, the fireworks are so beautifull and colourfull. after the firework has ended, some of us decided to push ahead and reach the planned spot n so we did. i dont know if u have ever seen it, but the KL sceneries there are so so so so beautifull.




with the streets light indicating the roads that connect the places, sky scrapers shining bright with its light, houses are dimly shining do not want to be leave behind and the sky were shower with stars and spotlight. personally i dont mind not being able to see the fireworks, coz i got something better than what i've planned for. thanks to my b coz she did remind me to bring my camera n it worth it.

while we were enjoying the view, something happen... n that something is absolutely 'THE VERY2 FIRST THING...'

Malam Aidilfitri...

Its now 3.52am, 1st Oct or 1st Syawal… skrang ni aku kat rumah tumpangan cik zul (pakcik daus) ngan anip ngan daus, 2 2 tgh lena tido dlm kegelapan malam sbb takde letrik. Asal takde letrik, wa pun taktau… kenape mlm syawal im not with my family kat sg.penchala (kampungku) ? sbb aku nak kena amik dea kat klia at 6am on the 1st syawal, she will be flying in from melbourne,Australia. Actually she is not coming home for the 3rd time to celebrate raya with us, it is my idea to bring her home coz I feel like it. I’ve decided to do so when I receive my first salary late in the September. I never did give it a second thought actually, mayb because im xcited from my first payment. I just wanna make this raya special by gathering all my siblings. I don’t know what r my parents reaction will b actually, especially my father. It is bad enough that im disappearing during the raya eve plus not answering the phone call from both my parents. I know it wont go smooth especially with my father. He got this really2 bad temper when he is not in control of things.getting back to the stories, the original plan was to make a surprise to all my family with dea welcoming homes, but unfortunately dea gi bgtau adamm pasal plan ni n so there r 2 mastermind in this dirty little secret, huhu… o0o0o0o the reason why im disappearing is because, somehow I got the feelings that if I stay at sg.penchala, the chances for me to go and pick-up dea from klia at 6am would be very2 slim and that’s why I decided to go this way n I know that my parents will b outrageous t’row. Not knowing what to come, I don’t hope much whats going to happen t’row even with dea present. On the contrary I should have discuss this matter with adamm first cause it would involve him too. When I got a msg from adamm earlier, he told me that both my parents r very2 angry n as always it would be my father. He also told me that mama got the worst side of it, because my father don’t have anyone else to blame, she will get all the splash. I don’t really know whats wrong with my parents, it just seem to me that they care to much, mayb because they r still young n want to get involve in all the matters pertaining their children. I don’t blame them for that n actually im very2 lucky to have that kind of parents who bout their children, but when things are too much it kinda ‘serabut’ when u r trying to build ur own live n something getting in the way, I don’t know about u guys out there but to me it got to stop before something worse happen. Not saying that Im good enough to be by myself but things change n something u just have to let it go for it to expand and develop. Hopefully that im not doing the wrong things that I will regrets later. I love my family especially my mama, I’ve seen what she has gone thru all this years n yet she still strong… I really hope that I will get the same girl that one day will be my wife, who will always stay by my side no matter what like my mama…

Selamat Hari Raya, maaf zahir & batin…

the first fruit...

its has been along time since i write anything... just updating those who r not updated, hahaha... im currently working at KLCC for goverment, yup not petronas. im in the ECERDC, 'East Coast Economic Region Development Council'. not a technical field, not even close to mechanical n the best part is, i dont have any idea what is it AT ALL !!!... it has been a month now since i join the workforce, adala sket2 clue keje ape yg aku wat ni. rupa2nye aku ni jadi mcm economist, town planner, farmers, nelayan, penternak dan mcm2 lagila... bayangkan the first meeting i join was about 'GOAT'... just imagine how my face will be like, dahla tak pernah2 tau pasal kambing. menganga jela dlm meeting. tapi status kena jaga. org ckp kita angguk je (buat2 cam paham) hahahha... dugaan pertama dalam bekerja yg ku terima ialah berpuasa, alhamdulillah ku lalui dgn sempurna walaupun ada gakla sket2 dugaan dari rakan2, hahahaha... ermmmm, lama seyhhh tak menulis takde ideala pulak... okla we'll meet again later... daa~~~

we only live once

alhamdulillah after 5 wonderful years in UTP, im finally graduating on the 24th August. dont really know whether to be happy or sad, imagining myself for the next 5years where i'll be working 5days a week for 4 weeks a month and 12 month per year. starting a new chapter in live, a new beginning for a new adventure. cant really tell whether im fully equipped with all the knowledge needed to cross this sea of obstacle and problems. hoping the best from whatever that may come, i pray that im ready to face the real working world. looking back thru time, 5 years in UTP with the boys and a few mechegirls, we've gone far and long way back from foundation. we were the first batch experimenting with the foundation program. we're also the first batch that undergo the 4year degree program. getting used to be the white lab rat for the goverment, we have evolve n adjusted to the environment. all the boys & girls of 1985 are born tough and flexiable. reminiscing all the memory with the people of UTPMAY03, i've gain countless experience that teach me to be stronger, matured and openminded. within our batch itself, there are people within different view, attitude, personality n faces too. the differences are the special characteristic of our batch. we blend together in perfect harmony, and no doubt there are time when we argue things because of the differences that each individual has. but yet again, in the end, we come back strong than ever, unite under the same banner, ignoring the differences and all the dissimilarities. to all my batch, cherish all the memory, laughter and tears coz...

we only live once...

now i realize...

after finishing the last paper on the 27th may, i realize that im graduating from this university. DEMN !!!... habis dah ke 5 thn degree kat sini, hahaha... almost can believe it, but its true IM DONE !!! yahooo... after settleing (taktaula btul ke tak ejaan tu...) a few stuff which include FYP hardbound and clearance form, im free at last... lepastu ape lg, kena blk rumahla BIG BOSS & MA'AM besar dah panggil. the day i was driving home with my b~~~, i also receive the result for my pet interview. thank god i got recommended which i really2 hope so. but still it doesnt secure me a job with pet, and that still make me worried a bit. on that day also, i got to know that few of my friend didnt get recommended by pet. they were really2 dissapointed with the result, n i share with them the sadness. but life has to go on no matter what happen. ok, back to the story where im driving with my b~~~. actually there is a third person in the journey which is Mr. Madno, he was riding my b~~~ motorcycle with us. i feel pity for him because it was raining that day (takpe madno, keje nanti aku belanjer McD). aaaaaaaaaaa !!! malasnye nak tulis dlm BI, tukar BM lakla... bila sampai je kat s.a, kitaorg punggah barang2 aku ngan madno sbb madno akan tido kat sini lu. pastu kitaorg gerak gi sunway carik rumah sewa b~~~. rumah tu dia sewa ngan member2 dia gak, kebetulan ramai dak2 tu housemate dia time sem ni. lepas b~~~ bg alamat, kitaorg pun mula mencari, nasib baik rumah tu tak brape susah sgt nak carik sbb dia dekat ngan sekolah rendah sunway. sampai je kat rumah tu,kitaorg pun punggahla pulak brg2 b~~~. punyala byk barang2 dia, aku ngan madno wat 3 trip naik rumah sewa tu (nasib baik tingkat 1, kalau tak...). siap punggah kitaorg pun blkla ke s.a, dlm perjalanan tu jauh kat sudut hati ni rasa sedih n happy menjelma. sedih sbb pasni susah nak jumpa dia n happy sbb subang ngan s.a dekat je... huhuhu... so the next day (uikkk, BI la pulak...) it is official that im now a 'penganggur' hahahahaha... n the most important thing is, IM BROKE !!!...

coming to the end of the road

may03 is my batch, mechemay03 is my coursemate. from the first day till the day i wrote this blog, it has almost been 5 years all together now. still remember the first day i went into my room at v2A, can even remember the smell of my first rumet socks (mintak ampun byk2...) who later on fly oversea to take other course. it is also the first time that i socialize with people from 'pantai timur' that eventually become my best friends (even my girl are from pantai timur, huhu...). getting to know them are quite tough for me coz the language barrier are so obvious. the first time i heard them speak was like being in a foreign country within ur own country, get what i mean ???. i laugh only when they laugh without knowing anything, does it sound stupid ? but i really did it, hahahahaha (silly me =p). it takes me almost 3 month just to understand what r they speaking, but still i cant fully interpret some of the words (im still learning till now). thanks to my 'pantai timur' friends also that i learn to eat "BUDU" hahahahahahaha (dont know why, but i feel like laughing right now). i even 'kecek kelate' back at home, well actually not fully kelate coz i used to mix it up with 'bahasa terengganu' ( i cant seem to differentiate both, hmmm...). there was one day, when i bring my friends to s.a and we where speaking in my room with 'the accent' and then my second brother come into the room and he look very confused at that time. he close the door and went to see my mom, i followed him and this is what he was saying ' maa, muazz masuk bilik abg tu, muazz rasa cam muazz kat thailand. entah bahasa ape entah yg diaorg ckp'. instantly i breakdown n was laughing so hard that i almost pop my eyeballs. i went back to my room and tell my friends about my brother, they all laugh and till this day my family still cant get used to the language. ok, getting back to the main story 'My life as a student'.im taking a mechanical engineering course in a first ever 4 year degree program here in UTP (like always, the white lab rat). my batch was also the last batch for may intake and the first batch to undergo the foundation program. getting thru the foundation program was easy because the subject are quite similar with SPM level. but thats not all, the best part of foundy was the cultural shock that it bring with it. just imagine, during schooling u receive rm2 for u to buy food during recess time. here at UTP u'll be receiving rm500 for u to spend monthly, rm 500 !!! WOW... thats a lot for a young boy (im always young, wahahahahaha...). and that was the biggest challenge for me as i was from 'sekolah harian' (dont know the word in BI) and as a sekolah harian student, the most money i ever had in my hand was rm10 and that only happen on special occasion. im a very happy-go-lucky type of a guy, where i'll like to do things without planning. u can ask any of my friends and (hopefully) they will tell u the same story. as time past by, i found out that i was losing my scholer money to ashes because i dont know where i spend it. every month before the fourth week im always broke. it not just during my foundy, almost every fourth week of the month thru all the years in UTP i'll be broke. guess i didnt learn as much as i should be hahahaha. arghhhhhh !!! i'll be missing the life as a student after graduating, all my friends especially my rumet Muhammad Hadfiz Mohd (matsheh) whom i share the tears, pain and joy with, ur the best mate !!! =)... my ex and current coursemate, we did it mate !!!... my kembarians geng, the rockest people in UTP. i did many crazy things with them (dont ask what it is...). and last but not least to 'my b', tq for everything that u had done for me. nothing is meanigfull without having u by my side. wanna write more, but my head are so heavy (thank you FYP...) till we meet again... daa~~~...

Logical pieces...

haha... i got my own blog =)... to tell the truth, i dont really know what to write for now. hmmm let see, is there anything mind... nope, sorry. mayb i'll write something in the future...