Speechless

Many people have been asking me this question, "Do you have a girlfriend?"

I told them, "Yes I do have many girlfriends".

"You know exactly what I'm talking about. I am talking about a special one".

"Oh, that one. Hm......."

I always become speechless when people ask that question.

Then I said, "No comment".

"I know you have many. Don't even try to deny it. You think I don't know you. I know you very well la bro".

"Owh really? You think you know me. You have no idea".

Once and for all, I wanna make it clear (if those people are reading this), I am single. I don't like commitment. I hate being in a relationship. I wanna be free. I wanna enjoy single life. I'm poor and cannot afford to be in a relationship. I have low self esteem and I suck when talking to girls. I'm a bad lover.

[Hopefully this last paragraph can express the ultimate fed-up state that I am in right now.]

Thank you very much.

3 Hot Stuff

Oh, I'm so in love with this song, Cry Me Out by Pixie Lott. Her voice's amazing and she's very pretty.

And I love this one too, Tik Tok by Kesha. When I listen to it, I wanna dance like hell.

And Lady Gaga looks so hot in her new video, Bad Romance. The song's kinda cool too. Well, if it's from Lady Gaga, I'm always loving it. Go Gaga!

Old Folks

You might think this is funny and impossible but it's really happening in real world.

The story goes like this~

There was this old man. He was on his way to town with his son. The son was driving the car for him. On their way to town, they were stopped by police and were asked to pull over. The policeman came and asked the old man. 

"Encik, kenapa tidak pakai tali pinggang keledar?"

The old man pulled his tali pinggang keledar and entwined it on his head and said,

"Macamana mau pakai benda ni? Saya tidak tau".

The policeman shook his head and let them pass.

What happened?

Assuming that the tali pinggang keledar the policeman was talking about is a topi keledar (just because of the word 'keledar'), the old man thought that the tali pinggang keledar should be used on the head as in what people usually do with topi keledar.

Poor old man. I pity this guy. You see, most old folks nowadays are left behind without knowledge about most simple things in the present world. What have their children been doing? They were may be the most knowledgeable people during their time but time has changed. So does its people and life. And it's sad that these old folks couldn't catch up with the present life.

"SAVE THE OLD FOLKS" 

Saturday Blues

Jeng, jeng jeng! *laughing out loud*

I'm kinda happy today. Probably because I'm here at my kampung and Mom's here and the weather is amazing.

It's sunny and windy. I just love it!

I just finished reading my friends' recent posts in their blog. I've read Pai's. Sakit gigi bha dia. I pity you. Don't know what else to say to you. It's not cool when your own body part is causing you so much pain. Right now, my right ear is killing me. I was having trouble sleeping last night. Thank God right now the pain is taking a holiday. Please do not come to work tonight.

I've also read Zuan's. *laughing out loud* I didn't know you have a hijab-ed girlfriend. How long has it been since I last met you? Wow, you like wholly covered girls now huh? Just kidding. Anyway, I really want to say "Your mom's cool". Oh and yeah, I do agree with Im. Your title is kinda overused. *laugh*

And I also have read some more others. Reading you guys' posts really made my day. *smile*

Keep on posting guys. I'd love to read it.

What's my story today? I guess nothing much. Right now I'm upstairs in my sister's room, alone. Just now my sister came in and tried to disturb me. As a result, she was kicked out from the room. I shooed her like she was a dog. *laughing out loud*

Well, she asked for it. She knew it very well that I don't like to be interupted when I'm focussing on doing something. Yet, she did it. Serve her right! No hard feeling okay Sis. It's all business.

***

Right now I'm trying to think what to write.

10 minutes had passed and I'm still clueless.

15 minutes.

20 minutes.

***

Gosh, this isn't taking me anywhere. I guess that's all for now.

Happy Hols & Happy Eid

Wow! It's been a while.

I have nothing much to say. Just wanna wish you guys Happy Holidays and Happy Eid to all Muslims. 

..........

Thinking of sharing something here but apparently, there's nothing I could dig in my cute brain. My online time is limited now. Life's great but a bit boring. in conclusion, I don't have anything to talk about. I guess I'll have to wait for the lightbulb then. 

Until then, goodbye.

Me Against The Internet

My broadband is still dysfunctional and 'll be heading back to my home tomorrow. This means...

NO INTERNET

Oh no! Life's gonna be freaking boring. This is bad for me.

How-is-it-going-to-affect-me list:

01. Without internet, I'll be bored. Boredom kills me.

02. When I'm bored, usually I'll watch TV - for the whole day, for the whole week and it goes on until I notice my freaking big eye-bags. I'll have boobs under my eyes. Oh no!

03. When I'm bored, I'll find something to eat and eat non-stop until I realize my flat tummy isn't flat anymore. No, I don't wanna be pregnant.

04. Internet keeps me occupied. Without it, I'll be damn free. I'll tend to sleep when I'm free. What if I'm free for a month? I guess I'll be sleeping for the whole month and wake up in a coffin.

Okay, maybe I exaggerate a little bit. But you know, I'm a home type of person. I don't usually go out unless I have something to do outside. I spent most of my time surfing the net. How am I going to live throughout the holidays without internet?

My poor blog, I will not be able to update you after tomorrow.

My poor Ghost Trappers, what will happen to you?

My broadband, please come back. I beg you.

See you again after the holidays. I'll miss you guys. Bye for now.

I'm Coming Home

Tomorrow I'll be going back to my hometown, Ranau. I've only been here (KK) for 4 days and my family is already calling, asking me to go back to Ranau as soon as possible. 

"What is your business there? If you don't have anything else better to do other than loitering around KK, it's better for you to go back!"

My evil mind starts to think. 

"For God's sake please stop telling me what to do!  I'm 21 years old, not 7 or 15 years old. I'm older than you think. I want to do things that I love which is being away from home and live free."

If only I can say that. I know I can't. My family is always number one. I owe them my life because without them, I'll be dead long time ago. So, what next for me?

Yes, I'll do what they asked me to do - heading back to Ranau.

Hm, need to pack tonight and wake up early tomorrow. Time to go back to civilization. Haha~

Fast Rewind

I never had a clear idea when did I write my first blog. Just now when I checked back my old Friendster account, I found out that I actually have a blog there. I created my Friendster account some time in September 2006 (Wow, that was long ago when I was still 18) and right now I have 705 friends (I have no idea I have that many friends). Anyway, I stopped Friendster-ing when I start Facebook-ing (Poor Friendster).  

Okay, back to the original (It's about blog, right?). So, I found my old blog, and it was awesome! It's like you've found the biggest discovery on earth for example the tomb of a new pharaoh named Kalabakabakabakush or the skeleton of never before discovered species of dinosaur named Z-Rexasaurutaurunisaurus (Wow, how on earth did I come out with that names). 

My very first blog was posted in November 2006. It was very short and simple. Here it is:

"Hellloooo… Testing… Itu jak… Bye…"

That was it! I know right, so adorable. Haha~ The last entry was in August 2008. 

I'd like to keep it. I mean, I'd like to link that old blog with this one because it's such a treasure. That blog is like the father of this blog. Haha~ Will there be another generation of this blog? We'll see, hopefully.

I'd like you guys to read it. It's not great, not that good but it's not that bad. =)

Here's the snapshot. 

Click [here] to open the page.

WARNING: 

The blog contains highly personal stuff. Much of my entries there are about my life, love life and etc. If you have no problem reading that kind of stuff, you're gladly invited to read. 

P/S: I just wanna say, those eyes in the snapshot are my eyes. 

My eyes are gorgeous. Huahuahua~

Goodnight Wish

You work hard today,

Hoping that you'll have a better life tomorrow.

You laugh today,

Hoping that you'll continue with smile tomorrow.

You cry today,

Hoping that you'll be forgiven tomorrow.

You live today,

Hoping that you'll wake up tomorrow.

Tonight you wonder,

Whether you'll continue breathing or die tomorrow.

Are you scared?

Of thinking what you have done.

Or are you glad?

Of thinking how you've changed your life.

When you go to bed tonight,

Pray to the One you trust,

If you're lucky,

He'll give you more tomorrows,

For those who got 'eliminated',

May peace be upon you all.

Goodnight my dear friends,

We need to rise tomorrow,

Because we are sinners. 

By,

Fanzi Ruji

Strive

There are just so many things lingering in my mind right now.

Half a year in Shah Alam was really - what I call - a sweet torture because life was hard but it was fun. I did many things there. I met new friends. But when it comes to lectures, it was like, urgh. Simply put, life after lecture hours was awesome. 

Anyway, I'm in Sabah now, back to my hometown. Hopefully next semester in UiTM will be much more pleasant than what I've been through this semester. Yes, 'much more pleasant' means more shows, more side income and more shopping. Hahahaha~ 

Right now, the only thing that lingers in my cute mind is to 'find money' (cari duit). How? By singing of course. I'll try to contact DBKK for any show that available. If I'm lucky, I'll get an invitation to perform. Amin. 

Also, if I'm really-really lucky, I'll get to record a single this year. It's in the plan but it's not confirmed. We've already discussed with Asmin Mudin (One of Sabahan's best song composers. He wrote Gemilang that is sung by Jaclyn Victor). The song is of course going to be in Dusun and will be re-recorded later in Bahasa Melayu. Oh God, please let this happens for me. Amin. Hehe~ Anyway, all these are still in planning. There are still so many things need to be done so I guess I'll have to wait. If not this year, maybe next year or next next year or 5 years later. I don't care, I'm still gonna wait and work towards it. DETERMINATION baby! DETERMINATION!  

Well, pray for me. =)

My current mission - to get as many invitation to perform as possible and to win as many competition as possible. Strive!

Questions God Won't Ask

God won’t ask what kind of car you drove, but will ask how many people you drove who didn’t have transportation.

God won’t ask the square footage of your house, but will ask how many people you welcomed into your home.

God won’t ask about the fancy clothes you had in your closet, but will ask how many of those clothes helped the needy.

God won’t ask about your social status, but will ask what kind of class you displayed.

God won’t ask how many material possessions you had, but will ask if they dictated your life.

God won’t ask what your highest salary was, but will ask if you compromised your character to obtain that salary.

God won’t ask how much overtime you worked, but will ask if you worked overtime for your family and loved ones.

God won’t ask how many promotions you received, but will ask how you promoted others.

God won’t ask what your job title was, but will ask if you reformed your job to the best of your ability.

God won’t ask what you did to help yourself, but will ask what you did to help others.

God won’t ask how many friends you had, but will ask how many people to whom you were a true friend.

God won’t ask what you did to protect your rights, but will ask what you did to protect the rights of others.

God won’t ask in what neighborhood you lived, but will ask how you treated your neighbors.

God won’t ask about the color of your skin, but will ask about the content of your character.

God won’t ask how many times your deeds matched your words, but will ask how many times they didn’t.

Lessons Learned

One day, the father of a very wealthy family took his son on a trip to the country with the express purpose of showing him how poor people live. They spent a couple of days and nights on the farm of what would be considered a very poor family. On their return from their trip, the father asked his son, “How was the trip?” “It was great, Dad.” “Did you see how poor people live?” the father asked. “Oh yeah,” said the son. “So, tell me, what did you learn from the trip?” asked the father. The son answered: “I saw that we have one dog and they had four. We have a pool that reaches to the middle of our garden and they have a creek that has no end. We have imported lanterns in our garden and they have the stars at night. Our patio reaches to the front yard and they have the whole horizon. “We have a small piece of land to live on and they have fields that go beyond our sight. “We have servants who serve us, but they serve others. We buy our food, but they grow theirs. “We have walls around our property to protect us, they have friends to protect them.” The boy’s father was speechless. Then his son added, “Thanks Dad for showing me how poor we are.”

Just Five More Minutes

While at the park one day, a woman sat down next to a man on a bench near a playground.

“That’s my son over there,” she said, pointing to a little boy in a red sweater who was gliding down the slide.

“He’s a fine looking boy” the man said. “That’s my daughter on the bike in the white dress.”

Then, looking at his watch, he called to his daughter. “What do you say we go, Melissa?”

Melissa pleaded, “Just five more minutes, Dad. Please? Just five more minutes.”

The man nodded and Melissa continued to ride her bike to her heart’s content. Minutes passed and the father stood and called again to his daughter. “Time to go now?”

Again Melissa pleaded, “Five more minutes, Dad. Just five more minutes.”

The man smiled and said, “OK.”

“My, you certainly are a patient father,” the woman responded.

The man smiled and then said, “Her older brother Tommy was killed by a drunk driver last year while he was riding his bike near here. I never spent much time with Tommy and now I’d give anything for just five more minutes with him. I’ve vowed not to make the same mistake with Melissa.

She thinks she has five more minutes to ride her bike. The truth is, I get Five more minutes to watch her play.”

Life is all about making priorities, what are your priorities?

Give someone you love 5 more minutes of your time today!

Sabah

Yeay, I'm back! I'm blogging LIVE from Kota Kinabalu, Sabah. Hee~

I love the air in KK.

I love the atmosphere in KK.

I love the people in KK.

Wanna Be On Top?

Our previous journey to KL was awesome (I think I've mentioned it in my previous post). We took a lot of pics. Talking about taking pics reminds me of photo-shoot which reminds me of America's Next Top Model. It's a nice show. The photo-shoots are great. The girls are all beautiful and not to forget, Tyra is damn HOT.

Photo-shooting is a must in ANTM. Same thing goes to us. Taking pictures is a must for us when we go to any place. The fun of talking pictures never ends. 

We did take ANTM-like photos. But ours are sweeter and crazier. Tyra will be proud of these photos especially the last photo. Haha~

Stair-ry pose.

Feeding the birthday girl, Ashley.

A beautiful girl with two HOT messes. Haha~

On the side of the road.

ANTM can now go away. Haha~

Ass-kickin or kickin ass?

Chak!

Sexy or what? You decide. 

Tyra will be proud if she sees this. 

Hahaha~

Fantabulous

I'm so in love with this one.

Thanks Ash. Nice pulling of the gun. Ahaha~

And also this one.

The Indie C5 Band konon.

Smart-smart!

Thanks Mimi.

=)