tomato rangup.

since i sayang atiqa lebih so i put her gambar extra satu bwahahah

ok la kasi can la letak gamba burok aku jugak.

GET RICH OR DIE TRYING!

i am so frekkin excited to start.
must.learn.to.be.thankful.everyday.
MUST!

oyen dan momot.

yes we are too lazy to come out with a good name for both of them. takde name omputeh ompeteh nye. kaler oren kami panggil oyen. kaler comot kami panggil momot. will be going back to malacca tmrw so am posting these up siap siap.

review: Jangan Tegur.

ok 2 post dalam sehari. ok tak kisah. sebab tak tahan nak tulis review pasal cerita seram Jangan Tegur.

cerita.sangat.stupid.

1) bunyi bunyi terkejut

ok aku paling tak suka cerita yang kena letak bunyi bunyi zasss bila ada kucing hitam lalu atau langsir terselak atau ada hantu lalu. bodo la cerita macam ni. guna short cut untuk bagi orang terkejut. dah la tu. buat orang TERKEJUT. bukan TERKENCING keseraman ketakutan. bodo bodo. muka hantu tak seram mana pun. mcm orang minyak adela. cuba kau tengok cerita 4BIA buatan thailand tu. ada dia guna sound sound effect tekejot? ada? ada?

2) scene dalam jamban, tengok cermin.

ni satu lagi babak tipikal. bongok la. mmg sah sah la aku tutup muka dengan bantal sbb tau ada benda tetiba nak muncul kat belakang kan bila angkat muka lepas basuh muka. tipikal sangat la kan. tutup muka bukan sebab takut kay. sebab malas nak tekejot. kesian jantung aku nak pam darah dengan laju secara mendadak.

3) curiosity melampau

oi tolong la. bila ada bunyi perempuan nangis dalam hospital ada ke kau nak pi lawat tengok “CIK ARE U OK CIK?” ada ke? ada? bodo la. kalau aku mesti la aku dan dan tu jugak pi lari carik nurse. da la takdak nurse or doc langsung kat hospital dalam cerita tu malam malam. tipu gila. ramai la orang mati camtu tak sempat cocok letrik kat jantung. pastu kan, da la orang yg dia tegur tu dalam gelap, tengah cangkung, rambut mengurai, tak nampak muka. ade ke org waras yang nk tegur? ada? ada?

pastu kan, dalam jamban, tengah malam buta, pintu satu jamban ni tertutup dengan sendiri. PERLU KE KAU PEGI BUKAK PINTU TU? kot kot mmg ada org nak berak ke ape. biar jelakan? nape mesti die nak bukak? bodo la tak lojik gile dow. tak paham aku. ke sume orang mmg suka bukak pintu toilet suke suke kecuali aku? adekah?

mama lagi best: KALAU ADA ORG TENGAH TELANJANG KE APE KAN DA KENE MARAH. haa. kau ade terpikir mcm tu? haha.

4) berani tak tentu pasal

seperti cerita hantu biasa, ada scene bawak kete malam malam pastu telanggar papejadah lalu brek mengejut. jalan sunyi, takda org, takda lampu, tengah malam buta, ADA KAU NAK TURUN TENGOK BENDA KAU LANGGAR TU? ada? ada? ade ke orang tua sesat nyanyok tatau jalan balik umah mlm mlm? ada ke budak kecik main bola kejar bola sampai tgh mlm sampai ke jln raya? ada? ada? kot kot perompak buat taktik merompak ke? kot kot langgar pocong ke? biar je la kan kan kan. eleh mcm la pierre andre tu nak turun betul betul kalau scene tu jadi dlm real life.

satu lagi, bila terjaga tengah malam sebab ada bunyi godek godek kat tingkat bawah. si isteri terjaga. pastu gerak gerak si suami. suami tak bangun. tido mati. dah laki kau tak bangun, dok jela diam diam dlm bilik. kunci pintu. susah sgt ke? kau igt kau kuat sgt ke nak lawan org jahat. kot kot perompak ke ape kat bawah tu. pastu kalau nak gerak laki, takyah la tolak tolak manja. lagi lagi kalau laki tu tdo mati. gigit la telinga dia ke apa kasi bangun. huh. ngok. pastu turun bawah sorang sorang pegang kayu. HABES SELAMAT LA TU PEGANG KAYU?

ok la panjang pulak. aku tak suka penulisan panjang panjang ni. penat baca. ye nodee mmg suka baca entry sendiri ye tuan tuan puan puan. sekian, mohon usah ditonton cerita ini unless nak ajak saya ngumpat sama sama kat ym mcm syahme bitching pasal gf maikel cera yang tak berapa nak cun. haha.

white women VS malay women

** searched for this article since mama haven’t read it. a very refreshing piece. terus semangat rasa nak jadi perempuan melayu powarh! haha.

White Women vs Malay Women
Via email:

Dear Editor, I am sorry but I would like to challenge some of your Malay male readers. I am a White female who is engaged to a Malay male-good-looking, educated and loving. I just don’t understand a lot of Malay female’s attitudes about our relationship. My man decided he wanted me because the pickings amongst Malay women were slim to none.

As he said they were either too fat, too loud, too mean, too argumentative, too needy, too materialistic or carrying too much excess baggage. Before I became engaged, whenever I went out I was constantly approached by Malay men, willing to wine and dine me and give me the world. If Malay women are so up in arms about us being with their men, why don’t they look at themselves and make some changes. I am tired of the dirty looks I get and snide remarks when we’re out in public. I would like to hear from some Malay men about why we are so appealing and coveted by them. Bryant Gumbel just left his wife of, 26 years for one of us. Charles Barkley, Scottie Pippen, the model Tyson Beckford, Montell Williams, Quincy Jones, James Earl Jones, Harry Belafonte, Sydney Poitier, Kofi Anan, Cuba Gooding Jr., Don Cornelius, Berry Gordy, Billy Blanks, Larry Fishburne, Wesley Snipes, …I could go on and on.

But, right now, I’m a little angry and that is why I wrote this so hurriedly. Don’t be mad with us White women because so many of your men want us. Get your acts together and learn from us and we may lead you to treat your men better. If I’m wrong, Malay men, let me know.

Disgusted White Girl, Somewhere in Bangsar.

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This letter was written in response to the article:

Dear Editor, I would like to respond to the letter written by A Disgusted White Girl. Let me start by saying that I am a 28-year old Malay man. I graduated from one of the most prestigious universities in England with a Masters Of Science Degree in Business Management. I have a good job at a Multinational Corporation and have recently purchased a house and a brand new non-national car. So, I consider myself to be among the ranks of successful Malay men. I will not use my precious time to slander white people. I just want to set the record straight of why Malay men date white women. Back in the day, one of the biggest reasons why Malay men dated white women was because they were considered easy. The Malay girls in my neighborhood were raised traditionally. They were very strict about when they lost their virginity and who they lost it to. Because of our impatience to wait, brothers would look for someone who would give it up easy without too much hassle. So, they turned to the white girls.

Nowadays, in my opinion, a lot of Malay males date white women because they are docile and easy to control. A lot of Malay men, because of insecurities, fears, and overall weaknesses, have become intimidated by the strength of our Malay women. We are afraid that our woman will be more successful than us, make more money than us, drive nicer cars and own bigger houses. Because of this fear, many Malay men look for a more docile woman. Someone we can control. I have talked to numerous Malay men and they continuously comment on how easy it is to control and walk over their white women. I just want to set the record straight.

I want A Disgusted White Girl to know that not all successful Malay men date white women. Non-Whites like Ahmad Rashad, Denzel Washington, Michael Jordan, Morris Chestnut, Will Smith, Blair Underwood, Kenneth “Babyface” Edmonds, Samuel L. Jackson, and Chris Rock all married strong Non-White women. And, to flip the script, there are numerous white men, in and out of the spot light, who openly or secretly desire Non-White women over white women. Ted Danson, Robert DeNiro, and David Bowie to name a few. I just don’t want a disgusted white girl to be misinformed. Stop thinking that because you are white that you are some type of goddess.

Remember, when Non-White Egyptian Queens like Hatsepshut and Nitorcris were ruling Dynasties and armies of men in Egypt, you were over in the caves of Europe eating raw meat and beating each other over the head with clubs. Read your history! It was the Non-White woman that taught you how to cook and season your food. It was the Non-White woman that taught you how to raise your children. It was Non-White women who were breastfeeding and raising your ! babies during slavery. It is the Non-White woman that had to endure watching their fathers, husbands, and children beaten, killed, and thrown in jail. Malay women were born with two strikes against them: being Non-White and being a woman. And, through all this, Still They Rise! It is because of the Malay women’s strength, elegance, power, love and beauty that I could never date anyone except my Malay Queen.

It is not just the outer beauty that captivates and draws me to them. It is not the fact that they come in all shapes, sizes, colors and shades that I love them. Their inner beauty is what I find most appealing about Malay women. Their strong spirit, loving and nurturing souls, their integrity, their ability to overcome great obstacles, their willingness to stand for what they believe in, and their determination to succeed and reach their highest potential while enduring great pain and suffering is! Why I have fallen in love with Malay women. I honestly believe that your anger is geared more toward jealousy and envy than snotty looks. If this were not so, then why do you continuously go to tanning salons to darken your skin? If you are so proud to be white, then why don’t you just be happy with your pale skin? Why do you continue to inject your lips, hips, and breasts with unnatural and dangerous substances so you can look fuller and more voluptuous? I think that your anger is really a result of you wanting to have what the Non-White woman has.

BOTTOM LINE: If I were looking for a docile woman, someone I can walk over and control, I would give you a call. But, unfortunately, I am looking for a Virtuous Woman. Someone that can be a good wife and mother to my children. Someone who can be my best friend and understands my struggles. I am looking for a soul mate and; unfortunately, you do not and CANNOT fit the bill.

No offense taken, none given.

Signed,
Malay Professional

al kisah kamar baru.

ada jamban besar ni, ada banyak kebaikan serta keburukan ya tuan tuan dan puan puan. seperti al kisah bilik lama, saya ada cerita bilik baru pula.

malam tadi since rambut dah busuk gile kalah pekasam, maka terpaksa la mandi walaupun suda pukul 1040pm. ye apabila duduk di rumah ibu bapa automatik 1040 itu jadi konon lewat sangat untuk mandi. chewah alasan padahal semangat nak guna syampu baru sebab botol dia cantek. pink gitew hikhik.

anyway, toilet bilik ni ngadap belakang rumah. belakang rumah ada taman. taman tersebut kosong belaka. pastu ada hutan hutan sikit tepi tepi taman. pendek kata tak selera pun la nak jejalan kat taman tu sbb mcm kosong dan seram sikit. da la ada pokok besarrrr. aku mmg tak bekenan kat pokok besar besar ni.

so bila mandi, asik dok tengok je tingkap kecik kat atas tu. takut ada orang intai. tapi bila dok tengok kat tingkap takut plak betul betul nampak orang tengah intai kan. kus semangat. so aku tukar aktiviti, mandi sambil pandang dinding. bila pandang dinding, satu hal pulak. disebabkan jamban ni baru direnovate, lumut lumut belum membiak, tiles bukan main kilat lagi sampai nampak reflection. ha refleksi refleksi ni mmg aku tak suke. takut nampak bayang ape ape ke kan kan kan.

maka aku tukar perhatian ke sinki pulak. bawah counter sinki tu ada sliding window yang semi-transparent kaler itam. so mcm nampak tak nampak la benda benda dalam counter tu seperti pencuci mangkuk jamban, sabun cuci lantai etc. ha benda yang nampak tak nampak ni pun satu gak. aku tak suka. sbb aku geram so asek nak tenung lama lama nak tengok ada apa kat dalam counter tu. pastu sendiri takut. bongok.

pastu kan pastu kan, toilet besar sangat, so banyak ruang kosong dalam toilet. ruang kosong adalah tidak bagus k. sebab asik imejin ada orang lain dalam toilet sekali masa mandi. demmit tak suka. especially cerita cerita antu zaman sekarang asik cakap pasal antu suka dok kat penjuru. mmg aku tak sukaaa la.

pastu kan pastu kan, almari kat bilik ni kayu, built-in, 7 pintu, tinggi 2 stgh dari aku atau kalau compare ngn ellina ada dalam 4 kali ganda kot hehehe.

almari suma kosong except for satu pintu ni ada baju baju mama n beg beg. yang lain semuaaa kosong. almari kosong pun aku tak suka. especially bila dia tetibe tebukak lalu menampakkan ruang hitam kat dalam almari tu. tak suka k tak suka. bila tak tutup pun seram sbb takut ada orang intai dari dalam almari. bila nak tutup pun seram sbb takut ada orang sergah masa nak tutup. hehe bongok kan.

da la dok dalam ladang ni ada banyak binatang dan serangga. malam malam ada je bunyi godek godek dari belakang air con. naseb baek da biasa. kira kalau ada benda saja nak kacau buat bunyi bunyi dari air con kira aku tak eran arrr hakhakhak belagak siot.

OMG PINTU JAMBAN AKU BARU TERTUTUP DENGAN SENDIRINYA. TERKEJUT NAK MATI OK.

bye ah tanak tulis dah.

mms from gf

" Yang kite kat masjid :D "

//tak faham

kenapa perempuan tak boleh biar ex masing masing hidup aman? kenapa mesti buat dia rasa special lagi? bodo ke ape? nak test power ke? bodo bodo bodo. bodo gile. babila nak carut.

btw tangga umah ni ada 32 je hehe terlebih bajet pulak. gambar akan di upload kemudian lepas makan. sekarang lapar taleh konsentret upload gambar. cheh mcm payah sgt kan nak upload gambar?  tunggu yahh!

ttg rumah baru.

kat rumah baru ni banyak beruk. petang petang depa buat muka kesian mintak simpati dari mama untuk kasi makan. tapi hanya seekor aje yang berjaya menambat hati mama haha. yang lain muka nakal. sekor tu je muka toye.

pastu ada 2 ekor anak kucing. sekor muka mcm sampah, taik mata selaput 3 inci, kaler bulu boleh camouflage dengan tanah, lumpur, teh ais, cokelat, dan rendang. sekor lagi comel. kaler oren. bulu kembang kembang. dua dua sama mak. ntah mcm mane jauh langit ngn bumi ntah. diorang ada mak. tapi masa operasi buang kucing kucing kat umah baru ni, mak depa pun kami terbuang sekali. so mereka jadi anak yatim. so pagi pagi, tghari tghari, ptg ptg, mlm mlm, kami kasi dia nyonyot susu dari botol kecik kiut miut. rasa mcm main masak masak zaman kecik kecik gitew. tapi lagi best sbb nyusukan anak kuceng. sumpah comel masa depa tengah nyusu.

selain daripada itu, rumah ni banyak sesemot api. sebijik gula pasir jatuh pun tak sampai semenet da ada semut serbu. nak bersalai salai kat luar umah pun ragu ragu sbb sakit dow kena gigit semot api.  selain semot, nyamok pun tak bleh blah juge. nyamok sini gemok gemok kalah abang mat hakhakhak.

lagi apa nak cerita eh.

hmm, seperti rumah rumah yang terdahulu, bilik bilik dirumah ini besar. jamban pun sama besar dengan bilik aku kat EP. yang paling best, setiap bilik ada jamban memasing. oh bahagia idop tapayah tunggu tunggu turn mandi shishi serta yakyak. da la jejaka jejaka kat umah ni kalau berak tu mmg berjam jam ntah ape best sgt dok lama lama sampai bau meresap dalam baju hikhik.

lagi ape eh. ruang tamu sini best. sebab ada sofa empuk. pastu sejuk je dalam rumah sebab siling tinggi kot.

oh ye, lagi satu kan, pasal tangga. tangga sini tinggi beno. sebab tangga berputar. sat nak pi kira sat.

*10 saat kemudian*

ok. malas nak kira sampai abis. congak congak dalam 40-50 steps gitu. naseb baek tangga dia penyek penyek so tapayah langkah besar besar (ye nodee mmg pemalas nak bukak langkah besar). kire kalau main slide slide dari tingkat atas pi bawah gune papan pun boleh jalan ar kire. cool kan? yang tak best tu bile aku nak kene ulang alik naik turun nak cucuk wayar kat modem pastu salah slot plak pastu tukar modem plak pastu tukar itu ini plak. semput mak hokay excercise di 1.oo pagi.

ok, sehingga ada cerita baru, jumpa lagiiii yawwwwwssss!

duit.

baru baca blog mama. mama cerita pasal bulan ni banyak guna duit. yuran ayum 4K. duit belanja abg lan pi NZ buat practical 3K. jumpa aliq kat sekolah habis 500. hari tu aku pun mintak topup allowance 100 bulan ni sbb bulan ni byk guna duit. sorry ma abah. kalau boleh mmg tanakkkk sgt bebankan pasal duit duit (dan perkara lain). tapi desperate. taubat tanak bawak kete kat melaka. banyak guna duit! da la sekarang apartment da remind remind suh bayar rental untuk next 2 months. hmmmmph. tak dapek den bayangkan kehidupan suda bekeluarga nanti. gaji sendiri pun ntah ntah lagi sikit dari yuran belajar anak anak. nak kawen ngan kerabat pahang leh tak? hehehe tak bb tak, kawen ngan orang klang ar hikhik.

ERT3016 Robotics – done!

hai hai hai. lapar la. lapa gile la. time exam week  je asek lapa lapa lapa. siang makan nasik. petang makan nasik. malam makan beger. tengah malam korek biskut. tapi yang menarik, berat tak naik wahahaha tu je nak bagitau sebenanye. mengikut pemberat kat bilik ni, berat 56.5KG je dowww. ringan ar tu dari 61KG kan.

eh 58kg tu berat ka ringan? apesal bila bagitau kat orang tukang buat facial tu dia mcm tekejut?

2 possibilities:

1) “Tipu gile minah ni bontot pon da 79kilo ada hati ngaku 58KG”

2) “Eh nampak slim je aku tengok tapi awat berat sangat?”

AKU HARAP DIA PILIH JAWAPAN NOMBOR 2 hakhakhak. btw hari ni dah pecah kedaraan daripada exam. dah buat 1st paper dow. orang lain da sampai kampung halaman goyang kaki tengok astro aku baru tecangak nak 1st paper. tak penah setaksabar mcm ni nak exam hokay. bye ah nak study. stupid engineer & society subject. semak je dalam otak. da la memory capacity memang sikit.

note to self

sila tonton Night at The Museum 2 lagi sekali or dua kali or tiga pon boleh. kelakar sangatttt tak tahan aku.

quick update: pukau

semalam abang saya kena pukau. an iranian approached him at the car park in UPM campus. he was on his way to go to the bank. the guy asked for RM100 change. my brother mati mati saw his RM100 notes as if they were RM10 notes. the iranian took 10 keping=RM1000 but at that time, my brother rasa macam dia amik RM100 je.

later, when he was about to deposit his 2K cash, dia terkejut cos he only got RM1k. (masa ni belum sedar cos he actually thinks the guy mmg tukar RM100 je dengan dia). approx. 40 minutes selepas kejadian baru dia sedar dia kena pukau.

polis cakap, mereka guna taktik yang sama. nak tukar RM100, iranian guy, and a female sorang stay dalam kereta, and they will take only half of the cash you bawak. and they even ada ilmu tau untuk tahu siapa ada pegang banyak duit.

my abang said he noticed the black citra ronda ronda the parking lot but only parked when my abang dah park. dia even reverse kereta balik woo patah balik masa dah drive pass kereta abg.

mereka sukar dijejaki kerana, kereta yang digunakan adalah kereta sewa. orang yang kasi sewa pun kena pukau. instead of them paying for car rent, orang kereta sewa tu yang kasi duit kat depa. and the ID they use memang tipu la kan. so yeh, berhati hatilah diluar sana. jangan bawa cash banyak banyak sangat. jalan jangan sorang sorang cos i knew a guy yang pernah kena pukau and kena copet handphone, ATM card as well as his pin number.

hmmph. this was supposed to be a quick one. tapi panjang pula jadinya hikhik.

restaurant city.

yes lah. popularity 50.0 okeh. maximum popularity tu. restoren mak pemesss nyahhh!

selamat maju jaya!

hai kawan kawan. apa khabar semua? diharap kalian semua sihat sihat belaka. saya sihat sihat aja. sedang sibuk main Restaurant City kat facebook. ni semua salah jian dan wei syen kerana memperkenalkan application tersebut kepada saya.

saya amat gusar kerana mood untuk study tak juga tiba tiba. esok hari pertama pelajar uni saya peperiksaan. tapi peperiksaan saya mula minggu hadapan. oh betapa malasnya rasa mahu belajar.

melaka semakin kurang panas sekarang ini. maka saya dengan sedapnya tidur pada malam hari unlike hari hari sebelum ini yang nak tidur pun tak sedap sebab segala celah celah kulit berpeluh especially leher, peha dan ketiak.

kertas peperiksaan saya adalah pada 25, 27, 27, 28, 30. mari kita bersama sama mendoakan kejayaan kita semua. all the best guys!

elle’s new haircut

sangap gile nak camwhore.

seriously. i was like, nak nyeee letak gambar sendiri kat blog. i craved for this. like really really mengidam letak gambar sendiri. took one hundred and three photos of my own just now. suma sama pose. rasa nak letak semua. sebab rasa nak tayang muka kat satu dunia. korang paham tak ape aku rase  sekarang ni? shiet man aneh gile simptom period kali ni.

bangun pagi sangap nasi kerabu.

lepas bangun terus basuh muka gosok gigi sarung baju amik handbag and off i go mencari nasi kerabu. kuajaq ar nasi kerabu tadak arini. orang tu saket katenye. so sebagai substitute aku pi beli nasi lemak 2 ketul. hari hari ini macam hancurla pinggang rampinggkuuu.

i go.

sedih beno la lagu ni. you’ll feel it better when you watch the movie dulu.

jom main mousehunt!

main mousehunt ni addictive gila, sumpah. lagi lagi bila ramai geng main sekali. malam tadi tido dengan latop abah. bangun bangun pagi je tekan hunting horn. masa tejaga pukul 3 pagi nak pi jamban pun sempat sound horn lagi. mata kelat kelat tak nampak mousepad padahal. gigih! ni sekarang pun tengah main lagi. gosok gigi pun belum.

btw cantek kan kan kan theme wordpress yang latest ni? suke sgt sgt sgt.

alamak. lori da sampai. busuk busuk lagi ni. kang tak bleh nak ngorat abang abang gagah tukang angkut barang. ok kawan kawan. saya mahu pegi mandi. nak amek gambar rumah sekarang buat kenangan. gonna miss Kluang so the veri banyak ;(