<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9176688621723492223</id><updated>2011-11-28T08:10:27.093+08:00</updated><title type='text'>until the time stop....sehingga masa berhenti</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kakyung.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9176688621723492223/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kakyung.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Kakyung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10833919927847719835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fRX7hCKp6rk/SLJSL8lVMGI/AAAAAAAAAAY/gv7-Z5swnSs/S220/tidoq.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>54</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9176688621723492223.post-2263632854267755548</id><published>2011-08-04T17:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-04T18:23:31.673+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dia Bulan Aku</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Aku berlari-lari keseorangan di padang tandus&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mengejar cahaya yang berada dikejauhan ditemani gelap malam&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cahayanya masih jauh namun aku mulai merasa lelah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aku jatuh terduduk lalu bangun kembali&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lutut mulai menggigil&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cahaya yang terang tadi semakin suram...jauh meninggalkan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tanganku masih cuba menggapai..menggapai cahaya pengharapan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cahaya kebahagiaan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cahaya yang selama ini dicari-cari&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Menitik darah ditumit&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Luka menjejak duri-duri beracun..bisanya semakin dirasai&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Terjelepuk aku ke tanah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Peluh membasahi segenap tubuhku&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pandangan mataku berpinar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cahaya tidak lagi kelihatan..melainkan bulan yang setia menemani&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bulan yang senantiasa mengasihani&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bulan yang menaruh harapan agar aku memandang ke arahnya&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;....Berlari mengejarnya&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;....Memberi pengharapanku padanya&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aku mulai tenat&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Air mata tiada henti mengalir&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bulan menunjukkan kepada aku bintang-bintang&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bintang-bintang berkerlip dan tidak pernah berganjak&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bintang-bintang yang sentiasa disitu&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Walau sinaran matahari menyilau pandangan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-kakyung-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9176688621723492223-2263632854267755548?l=kakyung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kakyung.blogspot.com/feeds/2263632854267755548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9176688621723492223&amp;postID=2263632854267755548&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9176688621723492223/posts/default/2263632854267755548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9176688621723492223/posts/default/2263632854267755548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kakyung.blogspot.com/2011/08/dia-bulan-aku.html' title='Dia Bulan Aku'/><author><name>Kakyung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10833919927847719835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fRX7hCKp6rk/SLJSL8lVMGI/AAAAAAAAAAY/gv7-Z5swnSs/S220/tidoq.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9176688621723492223.post-2811071143173929629</id><published>2011-02-16T13:33:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-16T14:10:24.649+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Blabber</title><content type='html'>I received an email a week ago requesting me to attend an interview in PJ. I saw the advert for the job posting and I was really interested with the remuneration package. So what the heck..I decided to go for it.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I went to the recruitment agency office (yes it is an application through agency) and started to fill up all the details (which are mostly in my CV duhh)...and 10 mins after I submit the form the person calls my name for the interview.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As usual..they told us to give a short introduction of ourselves...working experience blablabla until this question came up...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Miss J: Would you consider to go into customer service line? Helpdesk?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Me: Yes I would.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Miss J: You are required to work in shift and most probably working on the weekends. Do you have any problems with that?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Me: I don't mind. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Miss J: Are you sure? Because the shift hours will makes you sometime don't have enough sleep and to deal with customers is not an easy task.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Me: I really don't mind and it is understandable. To be honest if the salary is up to the standard I would consider.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Miss J: Do you own a transport?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Me: Yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Miss J: A car?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Me: (no. an lrt! of course a car) Yes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I gave her an uncomfortable look but not so obvious. Still trying hard to smile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Miss J: So you will not mind to drive to Shah Alam or Cyberjaya from Cheras?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Me: Yes I don't.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Miss J: But you said you quit your previous job in Shah Alam because of the location...too far...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Me: As I explained earlier..previously I DON'T HAVE A TRANSPORT. And now I do. I had to use ktm and the service is really poor..so...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Miss J: Oh ok. So you don't have any problems to go to customer service...blablabla..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;she is really trying to intimidate me by explaining all those bad experience I've long heard from my friends&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Me: Miss, I REALLY DON'T MIND..I've heard all sorts of customer complaints from my friends since they are in the industry...doesn't have to go back home and cry about it. It is understandable and I will absolutely adapt to that kind of environment...honestly..for me...it is all about the money...again..if the salary is not as much as the working requirements...I wouldn't want to consider it at all...If the job required me to work for 12hrs and to work on the weekends all that matters to me is how much they are willing to pay...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;then I gave that determination look over the confident look with my hands flying up in the air trying to make Miss J understands what I meant.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Miss J: Ok. Thats all. I will give you a call once you are selected.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and there goes my chance. stupid mouth.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-kakyung-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9176688621723492223-2811071143173929629?l=kakyung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kakyung.blogspot.com/feeds/2811071143173929629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9176688621723492223&amp;postID=2811071143173929629&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9176688621723492223/posts/default/2811071143173929629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9176688621723492223/posts/default/2811071143173929629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kakyung.blogspot.com/2011/02/blabber.html' title='The Blabber'/><author><name>Kakyung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10833919927847719835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fRX7hCKp6rk/SLJSL8lVMGI/AAAAAAAAAAY/gv7-Z5swnSs/S220/tidoq.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9176688621723492223.post-1208388657018546444</id><published>2010-11-01T09:16:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-01T11:54:35.377+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Business Trip 2010 - Delhi</title><content type='html'>I was in Delhi for about a week from 18th - 23 October 2010 to attend a Pilot Workshop of Knowledge Management.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I had fun attending the workshop(though it was tiring since we have to use our brain all the time) and it is very useful to what I am doing. Delhi sightseeing on the last day is also an eye opener for me. A very beautiful city. A mixed of ancient time building with a modern twist I would say. Originally I wanted to go to Agra, to visit Taj Mahal. It will take me 4 hours on the road and since I travel alone the cost is quite expensive, around 4000 rupees(RM285). I would not have enough time to travel to Agra, visit Taj Mahal and return to Delhi for my flight. So I decided to go for Delhi sighseeing(recommended by the participants of the workshop).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was not expecting anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first stop is Lotus Temple&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fRX7hCKp6rk/TM4gJXauRhI/AAAAAAAAADE/jA-KW2PieaM/s1600/Lotus+Temple.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fRX7hCKp6rk/TM4gJXauRhI/AAAAAAAAADE/jA-KW2PieaM/s320/Lotus+Temple.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534396337361929746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lotus Temple is the temple for the Bahai Faith people. Nice view from the outside, but a simple decor on the inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next is Humayun Tomb. Humayun Tomb is a really big place. I was not aware of it until I walk passed the second gate!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fRX7hCKp6rk/TM4iVx4eDUI/AAAAAAAAADM/qmlyWAdNswo/s1600/HT1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fRX7hCKp6rk/TM4iVx4eDUI/AAAAAAAAADM/qmlyWAdNswo/s320/HT1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534398749647703362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is the very first view of the place. So I was like...okay this will maybe take me an hour to complete.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fRX7hCKp6rk/TM4i07Kx1YI/AAAAAAAAADU/y20tdKoVtb0/s1600/HT2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fRX7hCKp6rk/TM4i07Kx1YI/AAAAAAAAADU/y20tdKoVtb0/s320/HT2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534399284716361090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then I walk pass gate after gate after gate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fRX7hCKp6rk/TM4kHGH4gAI/AAAAAAAAAD8/_jHl29A4a8g/s1600/HT3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 165px; height: 147px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fRX7hCKp6rk/TM4kHGH4gAI/AAAAAAAAAD8/_jHl29A4a8g/s320/HT3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534400696406278146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fRX7hCKp6rk/TM4kHcRZ6oI/AAAAAAAAAEE/yd9zXDaXEmE/s1600/HT4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 172px; height: 149px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fRX7hCKp6rk/TM4kHcRZ6oI/AAAAAAAAAEE/yd9zXDaXEmE/s320/HT4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534400702351796866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fRX7hCKp6rk/TM4kHu829aI/AAAAAAAAAEM/zqNRP5spcBc/s1600/HT5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 152px; height: 148px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fRX7hCKp6rk/TM4kHu829aI/AAAAAAAAAEM/zqNRP5spcBc/s320/HT5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534400707365893538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fRX7hCKp6rk/TM4kIp5zNZI/AAAAAAAAAEU/RBZVVNfczok/s1600/HT6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 175px; height: 148px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fRX7hCKp6rk/TM4kIp5zNZI/AAAAAAAAAEU/RBZVVNfczok/s320/HT6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534400723190756754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until I saw this building.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fRX7hCKp6rk/TM4mHv1gRFI/AAAAAAAAAEc/9JUw43AEdGs/s1600/HT7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fRX7hCKp6rk/TM4mHv1gRFI/AAAAAAAAAEc/9JUw43AEdGs/s320/HT7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534402906626737234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exactly like Taj Mahal! I took at least 2 and half hour to complete all the buildings. My tour guide told me usually people will take 4hours at least to have a good look at everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next stop is Purana Quila.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fRX7hCKp6rk/TM43gU0sksI/AAAAAAAAAEk/4wtvyuXMLGQ/s1600/PQ1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 354px; height: 319px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fRX7hCKp6rk/TM43gU0sksI/AAAAAAAAAEk/4wtvyuXMLGQ/s320/PQ1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534422020569993922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fRX7hCKp6rk/TM43ghkGORI/AAAAAAAAAEs/XfcLJWApiuE/s1600/PQ2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 319px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fRX7hCKp6rk/TM43ghkGORI/AAAAAAAAAEs/XfcLJWApiuE/s320/PQ2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534422023990032658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More or less the same style of buildings. It really shows the islamic architectural structure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally the India Gate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fRX7hCKp6rk/TM44ZkIVSII/AAAAAAAAAE0/BgWOFXDG7eY/s1600/IG1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fRX7hCKp6rk/TM44ZkIVSII/AAAAAAAAAE0/BgWOFXDG7eY/s320/IG1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534423003931428994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fRX7hCKp6rk/TM44ZoKH7fI/AAAAAAAAAE8/01S8y2dF-oM/s1600/IG2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 234px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fRX7hCKp6rk/TM44ZoKH7fI/AAAAAAAAAE8/01S8y2dF-oM/s320/IG2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534423005012684274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I had fun in Delhi. After all the brainstorming sessions, the sightseeing trip really gave me something I have never expected to see at all. The Incredible India!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-kakyung-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9176688621723492223-1208388657018546444?l=kakyung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kakyung.blogspot.com/feeds/1208388657018546444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9176688621723492223&amp;postID=1208388657018546444&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9176688621723492223/posts/default/1208388657018546444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9176688621723492223/posts/default/1208388657018546444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kakyung.blogspot.com/2010/11/business-trip-2010-delhi.html' title='Business Trip 2010 - Delhi'/><author><name>Kakyung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10833919927847719835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fRX7hCKp6rk/SLJSL8lVMGI/AAAAAAAAAAY/gv7-Z5swnSs/S220/tidoq.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fRX7hCKp6rk/TM4gJXauRhI/AAAAAAAAADE/jA-KW2PieaM/s72-c/Lotus+Temple.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9176688621723492223.post-4952061133240489491</id><published>2010-10-08T17:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-08T17:35:39.099+08:00</updated><title type='text'>kakyung dengar tak ni??!!!</title><content type='html'>Dia suatu petang yang indah...&lt;br /&gt;Aku duduk melayan cerita korea di tv..tiba-tiba aku terdengar adik ke-7 aku memanggil...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Hariz: &lt;/span&gt;Kakyung....Hariz nak cerita ni...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Aku:&lt;/span&gt; Ha cerita ajelah aku dengar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adik aku ni pun mulalah bercerita...blablablabla&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Hariz:&lt;/span&gt; Kakyung!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku yang tengah syok tengok tv pun terpandang la kat adik aku yang sorang ni...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;Aku:&lt;/span&gt; Ha ape dia?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Hariz:&lt;/span&gt; Dengar tak Hariz cerita ni?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;Aku:&lt;/span&gt; Eh, alamak...aku tak fokus la...ko cerita balik....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Hariz:&lt;/span&gt; Ha macam ni......kakyung!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adik aku jerit kat aku bila dia nampak muka aku dah start nak paling tengok tv instead of tengok muka dia...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Aku:&lt;/span&gt; Ha ye aku dengar ni...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Hariz:&lt;/span&gt; Kawan Hariz yang sorang ni.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muka aku nampak macam tak fokus tapi aku dengar...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Hariz:&lt;/span&gt; Kakyung! dengar tak ni??!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Budak ni pegi jeritnya kekuat. Sabo jelah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;Aku: &lt;/span&gt;Ye aku dengar ni.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan Hariz pun berceritalah dengan aku sampai habis...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Itulah dia masalah aku...kalau ade mende lain yang aku lebih fokus...mende lain susah nak amik 'fokus'/'attention' untuk mende lain...tu pasal family aku..kalau diorang nak bercerita something dengan aku...selalu je diorg jerit...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;KAKYUNG DENGAR TAK NI??!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-kakyung-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9176688621723492223-4952061133240489491?l=kakyung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kakyung.blogspot.com/feeds/4952061133240489491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9176688621723492223&amp;postID=4952061133240489491&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9176688621723492223/posts/default/4952061133240489491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9176688621723492223/posts/default/4952061133240489491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kakyung.blogspot.com/2010/10/kakyung-dengar-tak-ni.html' title='kakyung dengar tak ni??!!!'/><author><name>Kakyung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10833919927847719835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fRX7hCKp6rk/SLJSL8lVMGI/AAAAAAAAAAY/gv7-Z5swnSs/S220/tidoq.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9176688621723492223.post-197421233079576127</id><published>2010-03-25T11:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-25T13:11:20.291+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kau tak guna?</title><content type='html'>scene: makan malam&lt;br /&gt;suasana: di meja makan sambil tengok tv&lt;br /&gt;menu: eh sibuklah nak tau&lt;br /&gt;kehadiran: Mama, Abah, Aku, Muna, Hariz &amp;amp; Ili&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;Aku&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Kakyung macam kenal la pelakon Korea tu. Dulu pelakon bebudak sekarang dah besar dah ek &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;Muna&lt;/span&gt;: Aah...dia memang pelakon dari kecik kakyung. (Sambil menggigit sotong goreng)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Abah&lt;/span&gt;: Budak tu dulu berlakon cerita korea yang kalau tajuk bahasa melayunya "Kau tak guna"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;Aku&lt;/span&gt;: Apa bah?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Abah&lt;/span&gt;: Nama cerita tu "Kau tak guna"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;Aku&lt;/span&gt;: Ganasnya tajuk...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Abah&lt;/span&gt;: Budak yang lagi satu tu pun abah selalu tengok juga&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Abah ku peminat cerita korea dan filipino harap maklum (Pengako Sayo cerita feveret dia tatahan nih)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Aku: Ha dia berlakon cerita apa pulak?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Abah&lt;/span&gt;: Hurmm abah tak ingatlah...rasanya....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Mama&lt;/span&gt;: "Kau berguna?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bwahahahahah sumer ketawa cam siot....mama buat lawak sepastik daaaaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abah terkulat-kulat kene sekali ngan mama...selalu dia kacau mama...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mama apo laie...senyum banggo la!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-kakyung-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9176688621723492223-197421233079576127?l=kakyung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kakyung.blogspot.com/feeds/197421233079576127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9176688621723492223&amp;postID=197421233079576127&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9176688621723492223/posts/default/197421233079576127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9176688621723492223/posts/default/197421233079576127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kakyung.blogspot.com/2010/03/kau-tak-guna.html' title='Kau tak guna?'/><author><name>Kakyung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10833919927847719835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fRX7hCKp6rk/SLJSL8lVMGI/AAAAAAAAAAY/gv7-Z5swnSs/S220/tidoq.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9176688621723492223.post-8755987003191038852</id><published>2009-12-30T18:47:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-30T18:55:21.573+08:00</updated><title type='text'>24</title><content type='html'>Hoho berabuk blog aku nih...ada febreeze utk cyberspace tak? hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku busy giler sejak tukar keje ni.. lot of things to catch up since I'm new...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway...dah bertambah setahun lagi umur aku. I'm officially 24 years old on 25th December. Yea yea I know..orang dah nak masuk new year...dah ada resolution baru segala bagai...aku baruuu nak menginjak masuk..every year pun macam tu...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apa-apa pun...bersyukur pada Allah kerana memanjangkan umurku..alhamdulillah :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tahun ni tahun yang agak membanggakan bagi aku...juga tahun yang tak dinafikan keperitannya tapi ada 'twist' dengan a lot more of happier occasions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku macam nak go on dengan resolusi aku untuk tahun depan but then...I think I wanna save it for tomorrow's post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till then...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-kakyung-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9176688621723492223-8755987003191038852?l=kakyung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kakyung.blogspot.com/feeds/8755987003191038852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9176688621723492223&amp;postID=8755987003191038852&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9176688621723492223/posts/default/8755987003191038852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9176688621723492223/posts/default/8755987003191038852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kakyung.blogspot.com/2009/12/24.html' title='24'/><author><name>Kakyung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10833919927847719835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fRX7hCKp6rk/SLJSL8lVMGI/AAAAAAAAAAY/gv7-Z5swnSs/S220/tidoq.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9176688621723492223.post-5704478101817455127</id><published>2009-11-20T08:37:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-20T09:00:51.640+08:00</updated><title type='text'>TAHU TAKUT!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Kakyung: Ko nak pegi mana ni pompuan? pagi2 dah keluar ni..ko bukan cuti sem ke?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Damia: Nak pegi Raub(sekolah teknik dia dulu)la kakyung.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Kakyung: Ape jadah ko nak pegi sana...?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Damia: Amek sijil SPM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Kakyung: Ko pegi ngan sape?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Damia: Sorang la....(sambil pompuan ni buat muka kondifen)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Kakyung: Sudahla kau nak pegi sesorang...ko pegi ngan sape ni weiiii ha? ha?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Damia: Ek ele kakyung..pegi sorang je lah..tak nampak tiket bas satu je ni??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Kakyung: Ko tipu!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Damia: Ek eleeee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Terus aku menadah tangan!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Kakyung: Ya Allah ya tuhanku...kalau betul adik ku menipu...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Damia: Ehhhhh tak2(sambil tepuk2 peha aku suh berenti doa)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Kakyung: Ha..TAHU TAKUT!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;"&gt;hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;"&gt;-kakyung-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9176688621723492223-5704478101817455127?l=kakyung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kakyung.blogspot.com/feeds/5704478101817455127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9176688621723492223&amp;postID=5704478101817455127&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9176688621723492223/posts/default/5704478101817455127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9176688621723492223/posts/default/5704478101817455127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kakyung.blogspot.com/2009/11/tahu-takut.html' title='TAHU TAKUT!!!!'/><author><name>Kakyung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10833919927847719835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fRX7hCKp6rk/SLJSL8lVMGI/AAAAAAAAAAY/gv7-Z5swnSs/S220/tidoq.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9176688621723492223.post-1185073418823320036</id><published>2009-10-14T15:57:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-14T16:05:18.649+08:00</updated><title type='text'>PC ku disampuk!</title><content type='html'>I was browsing Dewan Bahasa website this morning helping my colleague to translate an IT related article to Bahasa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I was shocked!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. go to &lt;a href="http://www.dbp.gov.my"&gt;Dewan Bahasa dan Pustaka&lt;/a&gt; website&lt;br /&gt;2. type 'software interrupt'&lt;br /&gt;3. and see the result&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you guys will have a good laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: I am still couldn't stop laughing :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-kakyung-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9176688621723492223-1185073418823320036?l=kakyung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kakyung.blogspot.com/feeds/1185073418823320036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9176688621723492223&amp;postID=1185073418823320036&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9176688621723492223/posts/default/1185073418823320036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9176688621723492223/posts/default/1185073418823320036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kakyung.blogspot.com/2009/10/pc-ku-disampuk.html' title='PC ku disampuk!'/><author><name>Kakyung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10833919927847719835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fRX7hCKp6rk/SLJSL8lVMGI/AAAAAAAAAAY/gv7-Z5swnSs/S220/tidoq.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9176688621723492223.post-1067260412341089557</id><published>2009-09-28T13:37:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-28T14:20:37.393+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mana Farhan ni?</title><content type='html'>Raya 2007...Bertempat di Kampung Chopin, Parit Perak. &lt;br /&gt;(Peringatan, entry kali ini mempunyai loghat/dialek perak tengah yang mungkin tidak anda fahami)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Perbualan telefon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Bunyi deringan di hujung talian)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Azwan:&lt;/span&gt; Hello Ann!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Ann:&lt;/span&gt; Hello. Ha ye. Kamu menelepon aku bukannya nak bagi salam!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Azwan:&lt;/span&gt; Hehehe...kamu ada kat Chopin kan? Aku ngan Zahid nak datang ghumah opah kamu ni!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Ann:&lt;/span&gt; Ha datangle aku ada je kat ghumah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Azwan:&lt;/span&gt; Ate bagi le alamatnye pun, macam tak bagi kami datang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Ann:&lt;/span&gt; Alahai..beso mane le sangat pun Chopin ni weih hoi!! Kamu caghi je ghumah yang ade Van metallic kaler emaih. Lepaih tu tanye le Farhan ade ke idok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Azwan:&lt;/span&gt; Ha ye le...nanti aku nelepon lagi kalo sesat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Setelah sampai dirumah yang dimaksudkan....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Azwan&amp;Zahid:&lt;/span&gt; Assalamualaikum....kami ni kawan Farhan..Farhan ade?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Lelaki A:&lt;/span&gt; Waalaikumussalam...ade2...jemputlah masuk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beberapa lama kemudian...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Lelaki A:&lt;/span&gt; Ha jemputlah makan...(sambil Lelaki B duduk di sisi Azwan dan Zahid sambil tertoleh-toleh menegok muka si Azwan. Kata Azwan kalau tak silap lelaki tu dia kenal la juga masa sekolah tapi gitu2 je)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Azwan&amp;Zahid:&lt;/span&gt; Ha ye lah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Selepas habis makan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Zahid:&lt;/span&gt; Ate..kami ni dah habeh makan dah pun..manenye si Farhan ni?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Lelaki B:&lt;/span&gt; Eh,Sayalah Farhan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bwahahahahahahahhaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rupa2nya budak dua ekor ni salah rumah! bolehla pulak dalam kampung chopin yang kecik tu deme boleh pulak ada van metallic sama ngan abah aku..siap ada pulak yang nama Farhan! nasib baik si Azwan kenal. So konon-konon lama tak jumpa so dah tak kenal muka...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahahahahahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sebenarnyer budak dua ekor ni tak bagi aku cerita...tapi it has been sometime now...tak ape kot :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s:patutla masa diorang bagi salam nak masuk umah opah aku depa tunggu jugak sampe aku kat depan pintu baru masuk umah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Selamat Hari Raya korangsssss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-kakyung-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9176688621723492223-1067260412341089557?l=kakyung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kakyung.blogspot.com/feeds/1067260412341089557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9176688621723492223&amp;postID=1067260412341089557&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9176688621723492223/posts/default/1067260412341089557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9176688621723492223/posts/default/1067260412341089557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kakyung.blogspot.com/2009/09/mana-farhan-ni.html' title='Mana Farhan ni?'/><author><name>Kakyung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10833919927847719835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fRX7hCKp6rk/SLJSL8lVMGI/AAAAAAAAAAY/gv7-Z5swnSs/S220/tidoq.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9176688621723492223.post-3898295538889376294</id><published>2009-09-17T08:29:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T14:27:53.362+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Selamat Jalan Ramadhan 1430</title><content type='html'>Bismillahirrahmanirrahim...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hari ni dah 27 Ramadhan...lagi beberapa hari nak raya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ramadhan lepas banyak dugaan yang aku tempuh&lt;br /&gt;Ramadhan kali ni alhamdulillah..Allah permudahkan segala urusanku&lt;br /&gt;Juga dimurahkan rezekiNya untukku...alhamdulillah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuma ada satu lagi hasrat aku yang tak tercapai..mungkin Dia merancang yang lebih baik untuk aku insyaAllah :)&lt;br /&gt;(update: bukan kahwin ek harap maklum!! Itu hasrat tahun sudah hahahaha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apa-apa pun aku sebagai hambaNya yang tak lari daripada melakukan kesilapan..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dengan ini aku ingin menyusun sepuluh jari minta dihalalkan apa-apa yang sengaja dan tak sengaja, mengambil dan terambil..etc dan mengucapkan...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Selamat Hari Raya Aidilfitri Maaf Zahir dan Batin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: tahun ni cuti hari rabu dah kene masuk kerja uwaaaaaa boring arr cemnih! Tapi aku still ampunkan korang2 yang ada dosa ngan aku :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-kakyung-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9176688621723492223-3898295538889376294?l=kakyung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kakyung.blogspot.com/feeds/3898295538889376294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9176688621723492223&amp;postID=3898295538889376294&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9176688621723492223/posts/default/3898295538889376294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9176688621723492223/posts/default/3898295538889376294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kakyung.blogspot.com/2009/09/selamat-jalan-ramadhan-1430.html' title='Selamat Jalan Ramadhan 1430'/><author><name>Kakyung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10833919927847719835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fRX7hCKp6rk/SLJSL8lVMGI/AAAAAAAAAAY/gv7-Z5swnSs/S220/tidoq.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9176688621723492223.post-9137750620139820541</id><published>2009-09-08T09:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T13:19:19.614+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Melayu seadanya</title><content type='html'>berjuta batu&lt;br /&gt;disebelah sinun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tak tentu cara&lt;br /&gt;tak tentu adat&lt;br /&gt;tak tentu sayang&lt;br /&gt;tak tentu sabar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;untuk menerima Melayu seadanya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ntahkan makan...tempoyak&lt;br /&gt;ntahkan muntah...bau durian&lt;br /&gt;ntahkan mahu...bersolat&lt;br /&gt;ntahkan faham...kata berlapik&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;harapnyalah...&lt;br /&gt;"Pucuk dicita ulam mendatang"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-kakyung-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9176688621723492223-9137750620139820541?l=kakyung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kakyung.blogspot.com/feeds/9137750620139820541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9176688621723492223&amp;postID=9137750620139820541&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9176688621723492223/posts/default/9137750620139820541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9176688621723492223/posts/default/9137750620139820541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kakyung.blogspot.com/2009/09/melayu-seadanya.html' title='Melayu seadanya'/><author><name>Kakyung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10833919927847719835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fRX7hCKp6rk/SLJSL8lVMGI/AAAAAAAAAAY/gv7-Z5swnSs/S220/tidoq.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9176688621723492223.post-6017385836197131720</id><published>2009-09-03T09:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T11:35:06.978+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cause I'm Leaving...</title><content type='html'>cause i'm leaving..on a jet plane..don't know when i'll be back again..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Akhirnyaaaa aku meninggalkan company aku kat Shah Alam...&lt;br /&gt;Selamat tinggal juga kepada KTM yang sucks itu...&lt;br /&gt;Tapi yang sedihnya..tinggalkan kawan-kawan dan bos aku yang baik gila tu..&lt;br /&gt;huhu~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sedih sebab kat sana sangat banyak freedom..&lt;br /&gt;Datang lambat tak ada orang nak marah..&lt;br /&gt;Walaupun anak syarikat kepada Skin Care company..tapi aku duduk kt IT department..tak ada sape pun nak marah aku pakai selekeh ke apa ke...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kalau nak lunch sampai 2-3 jam pun tak ada siapa berani marah..mana nak marah...bos kitorang sendiri yang jadi 'Dajal'nye..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we all know..nothing is perfect..&lt;br /&gt;I'm moving on..because of better offer..&lt;br /&gt;Better location(easy access using LRT)&lt;br /&gt;Better time management..kalau dulu keluar pukul 7pagi..balik rumah..sampai pukul 8.30mlm...kalau KTM buat hal sampai rumah dalam kul 10mlm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kepada teman-teman seperjuangan di Shah Alam...aku doakan semoga korang akan sukses selalu..insyaAllah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kepada tempat baru..."Hello, my name is Ann" :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-kakyung-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9176688621723492223-6017385836197131720?l=kakyung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kakyung.blogspot.com/feeds/6017385836197131720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9176688621723492223&amp;postID=6017385836197131720&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9176688621723492223/posts/default/6017385836197131720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9176688621723492223/posts/default/6017385836197131720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kakyung.blogspot.com/2009/09/cause-im-leaving.html' title='Cause I&apos;m Leaving...'/><author><name>Kakyung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10833919927847719835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fRX7hCKp6rk/SLJSL8lVMGI/AAAAAAAAAAY/gv7-Z5swnSs/S220/tidoq.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9176688621723492223.post-6573283686983814802</id><published>2009-08-24T13:41:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T14:12:26.663+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pesanan buat makcik-makcik di masjid Alam Damai (dan yang sewaktu dengannyer)</title><content type='html'>Alhamdulillah..Allah memanjangkan umur untuk bertemu sekali lagi dengan mu ya Ramadhan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. Nak bercerita mengenai solat terawikh kat umah aku.&lt;br /&gt;Tahun ni baru dapat merasa berjemaah kat Masjid Alam Damai(kat umah aku la kan). Setelah dekat nak 7 tahun aku dok situ. Sebelum ni solat terawikh kat surau. Fuiyooo besar beb..cantik pun cantik..leh buat akad nikah kat situ..ahaks~(nenoneno :p)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nak dijadikan cerita...masuk beberapa rakaat dah untuk solat terawikh..mula lah nampak saf-saf yang terlopong...almaklumlah ada makcik-makcik yang dah tak boleh tahan 'bladder' memasing...(paham-paham sendiri la ek) So kitorang(aku ngan adik2 aku) rapatkan saf ke kanan..alih-alih ada sorang makcik ni gi sound adik aku...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hey, rapatkan Saf kekiri, ni dah kosong dah ni nanti putus saf!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;adik aku ni pun buat derk jerk..dia masih rapatkan ke kanan..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buat makcik tu(dan sesiapa yang tak tahu) - Makcik, saf kena rapat ke kanan...tak de mazhab mengajo rapat saf ke kiri..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nasib baik dia sound adik aku..dia tu lembut hati sket..haritu ada makcik lain sound aku suh rapat ke kiri..terus aku hangin...Ingat nak datang terawikh..kumpul pahala..tapi dah terbalik..dok naik 'hangin' membetulkan acik-acik tu pulak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lagi satu - Budak-budak tak cukup umur kena duduk saf belakang(selepas saf dewasa yang terakhir) ataupun duduk di hujung sekali. Jadi makcik-makcik/akak-akak yang ada anak kecik..tak payahla nak menggatal datang masjid..jaga jelah budak tu kat umah takpun tinggalkan suh maid yang jaga..mengganggu orang lain sampai tak khusyuk tau tak kalau dah melalak nak 'susu ibu'. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Belum kira lagi bebudak yang main kejar-kejar Polis-entry-want-to-jaga tuh! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: Kalau adik aku dah lama aku siut ngan api.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-kakyung-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9176688621723492223-6573283686983814802?l=kakyung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kakyung.blogspot.com/feeds/6573283686983814802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9176688621723492223&amp;postID=6573283686983814802&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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type='text'>Dedicated to my love</title><content type='html'>to my closest friends&lt;br /&gt;to my loving family&lt;br /&gt;to him&lt;br /&gt;and to you :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(1, 99, 179);"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/r8UmsUfk2Ng&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/r8UmsUfk2Ng&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br 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href='http://kakyung.blogspot.com/2009/08/dedicated-to-my-love.html' title='Dedicated to my love'/><author><name>Kakyung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10833919927847719835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fRX7hCKp6rk/SLJSL8lVMGI/AAAAAAAAAAY/gv7-Z5swnSs/S220/tidoq.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9176688621723492223.post-6174843186332236992</id><published>2009-08-03T18:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T18:48:09.884+08:00</updated><title type='text'>KTM tolooooong lah!</title><content type='html'>Hari jumaat 31/7/2009&lt;br /&gt;pukul 6 lebih...di stesen kg. dato' harun...&lt;br /&gt;delay..delay..delay..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kepada pentadbiran KTM&lt;br /&gt;TOLONGGGGGLAH!!!!&lt;br /&gt;tolonglah pikir...logik ke kalau delay keretapi sampai sejam????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dibuatnya orang yang macam aku...kena naik 2 kali train..&lt;br /&gt;alih2 sampai kl sentral...delay for another one hour (menghala ke seremban)&lt;br /&gt;LOGIK KE WEIH?????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ini bukan kali pertama..obviously kan??? korang jangan buat lawak dengan akuuu&lt;br /&gt;hari jumaat...dah tentu ramai orang akan gunakan train..why?? because sabtu ahad hujung minggu...orang akan mula balik dr hari jumaat!!!!&lt;br /&gt;bila korang dok kenselkan train...batalkan train...wtf?????&lt;br /&gt;dah tentu train yang dtg(selepas delay) akan sesak nak mampos!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dah la orang ramai nak balik...train delay pulak..delay plak tu bukan 10-20 menet jer...korang mana main delay sekejap2 korang delay sampai BEREJAM!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lepas tu...ada hati masuk paper...kata nak penduduk lembah klang menggunakan perkhidmatan awam meningkat kepada 25%..apekah weii?? korang buat lawak ke?? pegi masuk raja lawak la weiii...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lagi satu...gerabak ktm yg buruk (itu satu hal) x kesahlah...mekap la sikit..cat ke ape ke...malu la dengan pelancong...&lt;br /&gt;lagi satu hal..dengan busuknyer kusyen2 dalam train tu..ya Rabbi....&lt;br /&gt;yang naik train paling ramai??? mat2 indon..minah2 indon yg dok seret beg setinggi pinggang..kotak2 yang ntah apa isi kat dalam..yang peliknyer...kakitangan ktm yang dok jaga tiket tu..takkan x boleh jalankan tanggungjawab sekat indon2 dari angkut segala bagai tu kan?? aku tak kata sumer indon..tp MOSTLY yang naik ktm tu...terutama ktm yang pegi balik pelabuhan klang...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aku maluuuuuu sgt2 kat pelancong2 asing...mesti diorg bajet...'ewww kotornya orang malaysia ni' welllll their not malaysian!!! ada setengah tu siap tutup hidung..mana taknya BUSUK!!! ini belum cerita time ada gerabak yang aircond dia rosak...haihhh bengang la bengang!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok2 kenapa aku tak boleh nak cakap baik2?&lt;br /&gt;Senang je..&lt;br /&gt;This is not the 1st time ada orang cakap pasal KTM...tegur KTM...even Pak Lah dulu dah buat spot check..tp the outcome....sgt sgt sgt sgt menyedihkan..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku menyeru semua pihak..please look into this...This is our image!!&lt;br /&gt;betulkan aku kalau aku salah..aku dengar orang KTM kalau time bonus...semuanya mewah..semua pergi melancong sana sini....habis mana dia bajet korg utk improvekan gerabak2 tu? aku tak kata korang x boleh dpt bonus...tp be fair boleh tak???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aku ni naik ktm hari2...kalau satu hari tu takde train yang delay fuh..dah besar rahmat!!&lt;br /&gt;mcam..mimpi jadi kenyataan kalau sampai rumah awal!!&lt;br /&gt;ada hati pulak lagi nak naikkan harga tiket??&lt;br /&gt;tolonglah..kalau dah harga tiket pegi balik sama dengan duit minyak kete..baik baik kete..dah tentu duduk dalam air cond yang sejuk...tp kononya nak elakkan jam..naik KTM tapi sama jugak jamnye...cuma bersesak dlm train lagi teruk!!!&lt;br /&gt;aku tak nak berlagak kata aku x nak naik train..aku prefer naik pengangkutan awam..senang..tapi masalahnya..peratusan untuk korang menyenangkan orang awam sangat rendah..termasuk memalukan imej malaysia pada orang luar!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lu orang pikirlah sendiri!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-kakyung-&lt;br /&gt;(setelah setahun lebih bergantung harap pada train)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9176688621723492223-6174843186332236992?l=kakyung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kakyung.blogspot.com/feeds/6174843186332236992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9176688621723492223&amp;postID=6174843186332236992&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9176688621723492223/posts/default/6174843186332236992'/><link rel='self' 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last month...dey! u guys have to go la...really interesting!! the landscape the people the culture...superb! i thought it'll be expensive...considering Bali is one of the most visited island in the world...well not really...u just have to have a very good eye....in other words...if u are a lady u'll be fine and if u are not u can always bring one...right? I was like 'owwww that's so cheappp..and everything else too!!'...hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fRX7hCKp6rk/SlOrHcvcZqI/AAAAAAAAAC0/5tAH0HfnJ8w/s1600-h/Picture+064.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fRX7hCKp6rk/SlOrHcvcZqI/AAAAAAAAAC0/5tAH0HfnJ8w/s400/Picture+064.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355812526336272034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fRX7hCKp6rk/SlOn1zCe9WI/AAAAAAAAACk/3bO0X63tcZA/s1600-h/Picture+083.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fRX7hCKp6rk/SlOn1zCe9WI/AAAAAAAAACk/3bO0X63tcZA/s400/Picture+083.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355808924549182818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fRX7hCKp6rk/SlOpr-pWirI/AAAAAAAAACs/M9oBalkyF1A/s1600-h/Picture+040.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fRX7hCKp6rk/SlOpr-pWirI/AAAAAAAAACs/M9oBalkyF1A/s400/Picture+040.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355810954889562802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bought 'kain batik lepas' for the girls in the family and t-shirt and 'kain pelekat' for the guys.&lt;br /&gt;usually..im not keen to visit a place twice...but this time around if there is a next time i would love to return to Bali!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till later!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-kakyung-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9176688621723492223-963674286561773709?l=kakyung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kakyung.blogspot.com/feeds/963674286561773709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9176688621723492223&amp;postID=963674286561773709&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9176688621723492223/posts/default/963674286561773709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9176688621723492223/posts/default/963674286561773709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kakyung.blogspot.com/2009/07/will-never-be-fogotten.html' title='Will never be forgotten'/><author><name>Kakyung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10833919927847719835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fRX7hCKp6rk/SLJSL8lVMGI/AAAAAAAAAAY/gv7-Z5swnSs/S220/tidoq.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fRX7hCKp6rk/SlOrHcvcZqI/AAAAAAAAAC0/5tAH0HfnJ8w/s72-c/Picture+064.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9176688621723492223.post-5633068989578504291</id><published>2009-06-04T10:11:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T15:05:23.264+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Research - Anti Social</title><content type='html'>Unaware of what will I encounter and the emotional involvement, yesterday I decided to go to the movie by myself. I know maybe some of you 'been there, done that' but I personally thought at first it might be a fun experience so why not?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Straight after working I went to midvalley..alone. Priority one is actually to go to money changer where i had this informer of mine said the rate is very low so i might get a competitive rate. Which is not really since i need to change to rupiah 1mill rupiah = RM347 which a friend of mine just came back from Jakarta said she changed for RM345...ok nevermind...I changed it anyway. blablabla...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sooooo....I went to the cinema to buy a movie ticket. The plan is to not 'plan' so I was plain enough to not expecting to see any movie in particular. Be it the newly open Terminator Salvation or the 'willneverseethistypeofmovieincinema', Syurga Cinta (which I happen to have the free tickets huhu). I bought I Love You, Man movie ticket. The seat was strategically good and they only had 1 left..hurm my luck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for 'sightseeing' to waste the time while waiting for the movie at 9pm. Walking pass the shop lots with big 'Sale' sign I am suprisingly not tempted to go inside the many shop lots. Why is that so? Not so sure myself. Bear in mind yesterday was 3rd day of the month...I still have my salary intact hehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok here comes the hard part, everywhere I went, it's hardly to find another 'loner' which is quite interesting to know coz here in Malaysia I believe we are still in our togetherness way of thinking which in contrary  for Japan that they tend to do things by themselves. Then I did what I do best, observe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Observing has been my passion lately. Don't get me wrong, I will not sit, do nothing and just simply do the observing thingy. What I mean is, to have this 'question' and simply try to find from observation process.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am in a rare situation, to be the opposite character. I am usually the havoc, groupy time. And now I'm the solo-goer. Just for the night hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For when its with the 'girls', my younger sisters or friends I am sure I'll be like huhahuha type..don't really care when people is looking, or sometimes doesn't really remember we're not the only group inside the mall. For now, the opposite side, I realize there are a lot more things rather than 'ours'. What I mean is..I realize there's so much things inside the mall rather than only shop lots and so on...It struck me that I never realize a lot of things before...such a simple observation end up me realizing a lot of things...I should do this often hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way....a loner is definitely not me...no matter how much i laugh while watching the movie..it will never be the same as watching it with my bestest friends...family...etc....I can't live like that..I thought it'll be fun..but i guess..I'm wrong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The hypothesis: Fun experience&lt;br /&gt;The Outcome: Absolutely not!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-kakyung-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9176688621723492223-5633068989578504291?l=kakyung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kakyung.blogspot.com/feeds/5633068989578504291/comments/default' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fRX7hCKp6rk/SLJSL8lVMGI/AAAAAAAAAAY/gv7-Z5swnSs/S220/tidoq.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9176688621723492223.post-8223859654077465524</id><published>2009-06-01T21:11:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T21:28:35.613+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Temperature 198 Fahrenheit!!</title><content type='html'>Ok aku tipu....aku x rasa sampai tinggi tu 'suhu' aku sekarang&lt;br /&gt;tapi cemaner tah...aku terasa sampai macam tuh la 'kepanasan' aku sekarang ni&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;orang kata..."nak buat baik pun ada dugaannyer"...selama ni aku cam tak amek kesah pun....&lt;br /&gt;yerla takkan buat baik pun orang bleh syak wasangka ataupun sangka kita ni ada niat lain ye dak?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hari ini dalam sejarah.....&lt;br /&gt;barulah aku paham maksud...ish2 lems tol aku ni&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;agak terlambat aku paham maksud tu....walhal(cewah...cam karangan spm la pulak)&lt;br /&gt;dah sedebik dua dah aku kene..geram dowh...&lt;br /&gt;susah jadi aku ni rupanya...(cewah lagi)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;macam biasalah detail memang aku takkan habaq mai kat hangpa kan...tok diri sendiri ja la&lt;br /&gt;kang jadik lagu lain plak aih kalo dok habaq pi semua....kalut2&lt;br /&gt;aku ni kan...makin hari makin keras hati aku rasa&lt;br /&gt;makin hari rasa makin kebal muka aku ni&lt;br /&gt;muka tak de perasaan...kekadang cam tak de expression(eh bukan sama maksud ke? lalala~)&lt;br /&gt;biasalah membe2 aku kekadang sampai takot nak tego....muka ego x bleh blah&lt;br /&gt;abeh tu...macam mana tak jadi cenggitu dok 'kena' kiri kanan...harus aku jadi lagik kematu gamaknye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: takut lama2 nanti dah tak pecaya kat orang je la&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-kakyung-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9176688621723492223-8223859654077465524?l=kakyung.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fRX7hCKp6rk/SLJSL8lVMGI/AAAAAAAAAAY/gv7-Z5swnSs/S220/tidoq.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9176688621723492223.post-8165760938510843009</id><published>2009-05-17T19:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T19:46:54.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bengang tahap dewa</title><content type='html'>bukak frenster yg dah lama lama giler tak hapdet...&lt;br /&gt;tgk2 apa yg patut pastu ternampak icon horoscope...&lt;br /&gt;so cam saje klik...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dia kata i should write something today...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so im writing&lt;br /&gt;its not that i believe in the readings..but just...cam 'aah laa jom tulis blog arini'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;something bad happened recently...&lt;br /&gt;naturally i don't share my problem..(publicly) tapi hari ni...aku cam nak menulis gak arh so that people know where im standing...in the other hands i want to defend myself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so..recently ada satu masalah yang aku tak pikir mende tu serius&lt;br /&gt;sampailah adik aku say something(a piece of her mind actually)kat aku&lt;br /&gt;i was like what???? wtf weiii&lt;br /&gt;all of these because of a guy???&lt;br /&gt;plis la&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1stly he is not even in my list...u guys shud know.....in fact they know it just currently they thought im stupid enough to make a mess...korg igt aku ni terhegeh2 sgt ke...&lt;br /&gt;im not that desperate laaa...even so takkan la aku x pikir orang lain punye feeling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2ndly, aperhalnya ngan aku...i was being a fren 1st..nothing more or less...i dun give a crap about other things..tiba2 aku plak terlibat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wtf wei??? u guys suppose to be the closest to me....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well i guess everyman for himself sekarang ek? demmit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;keciwak tak hengat la wei&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3rdly...to the guy...sedarlah wei...people are making fuss because of your lack of senses towards others feelings...we r friends...not more than that..im not keen to see things get worst...cerminkan diri tu...kalo teringin nak jadi playboy abad ni..guess what??? im not falling for you!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ye lagi satu...ko ni mmg tak bley blah poyonyer...cakap putar alam..&lt;br /&gt;dengan dia ko cakap lain...padahal dia dah tanya dulu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;your inconsistency agak mencurigakan ..aku rasa ko nih patutnya dihukum gantung je&lt;br /&gt;sbb kau dah menyusahkan hidup aku je tak pasal2...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aku mmg x nak terlibat dengan drama telenovela dgn hero yang langsung aku x de hati&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i keep it low previously coz i know its not worth it...but right now...when u got me in out of nowhere u better suck ur crap up!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: tak bleh blah manusia ni konfiden casanova...padahal.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-kakyung-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9176688621723492223-8165760938510843009?l=kakyung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kakyung.blogspot.com/feeds/8165760938510843009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9176688621723492223&amp;postID=8165760938510843009&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9176688621723492223/posts/default/8165760938510843009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9176688621723492223/posts/default/8165760938510843009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kakyung.blogspot.com/2009/05/bengang-tahap-dewa.html' title='bengang tahap dewa'/><author><name>Kakyung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10833919927847719835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fRX7hCKp6rk/SLJSL8lVMGI/AAAAAAAAAAY/gv7-Z5swnSs/S220/tidoq.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9176688621723492223.post-2122189699839420117</id><published>2009-05-10T10:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T10:32:41.613+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Selamat Hari Ibu</title><content type='html'>Hi Mama..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Selamat Hari Ibu!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walaupun mama banyak sakitkan hati kakyung(haha)&lt;br /&gt;Tapi kakyung tahu kakyung lagiiiiii banyak sakitkan hati mama&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IM SORRYYYYYY!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy your gift okayyy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love ya!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-kakyung-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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Ibu'/><author><name>Kakyung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10833919927847719835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fRX7hCKp6rk/SLJSL8lVMGI/AAAAAAAAAAY/gv7-Z5swnSs/S220/tidoq.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9176688621723492223.post-5161891657626455067</id><published>2009-05-07T10:18:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T10:46:03.704+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mood jiwang tak hengat</title><content type='html'>Dari pembaringan aku langsung terduduk..air mata meleleh, pipiku basah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mimpi ini...pelik...tapi yang pasti dadaku sesak..perasaanku terusik&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mimpi itu.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si dia menghulurkan tangan saat kaki ku mahu melangkah mendaki tangga...tersenyum....&lt;br /&gt;Aku mencapai tangannya...juga senyumannya ku balas...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lantas kaki ku melangkah..pabila aku berpaling...si dia tiada lagi disisi sebaliknya bersama orang lain yang tidak ku kenali&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku hiba...tercatuk...langsung terduduk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si dia kembali tersenyum tiada segarit penyesalan di wajahnya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Di kala ini aku tersedar...terduduk...kemudian kembali berbaring&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;aku angkuh mengatakan tiada lagi ruang baginya&lt;br /&gt;sedangkan lilitan itu merengkuh kuat&lt;br /&gt;aku betah tanpa memikirkan sebab&lt;br /&gt;sedangkan kakiku berantai harapan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;demikian hati merintih...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;p/s: oh bulan..dimanakah bintang? kata bulan...bintang capricon ke sagittarius?&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;hahaha sudah! p sambung keje!&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;-kakyung-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9176688621723492223-5161891657626455067?l=kakyung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kakyung.blogspot.com/feeds/5161891657626455067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9176688621723492223&amp;postID=5161891657626455067&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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guys...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i was using a lot of job search engine lately..well the world knows why so i bet u guys does too rite?hehe&lt;br /&gt;ok so when i was browsing around i came across this silly job advertisement which i never thought i would ever found an advert like that!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;look at the point which is in the circle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fRX7hCKp6rk/SfammhLPwpI/AAAAAAAAACc/tG2dcO7HkRU/s1600-h/ridiculous.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 286px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fRX7hCKp6rk/SfammhLPwpI/AAAAAAAAACc/tG2dcO7HkRU/s400/ridiculous.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329630389710340754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ada ke actual people i mean professionals who does that??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all the time scientists waste for the research on human behaviour and personalities end up discriminates people even more??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: apa dah jadi dengan dunia ni...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-kakyung-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9176688621723492223-178625159500626159?l=kakyung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kakyung.blogspot.com/feeds/178625159500626159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9176688621723492223&amp;postID=178625159500626159&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9176688621723492223/posts/default/178625159500626159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9176688621723492223/posts/default/178625159500626159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kakyung.blogspot.com/2009/04/ridiculous.html' title='Ridiculous!!!'/><author><name>Kakyung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10833919927847719835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fRX7hCKp6rk/SLJSL8lVMGI/AAAAAAAAAAY/gv7-Z5swnSs/S220/tidoq.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fRX7hCKp6rk/SfammhLPwpI/AAAAAAAAACc/tG2dcO7HkRU/s72-c/ridiculous.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9176688621723492223.post-2175690031879297659</id><published>2009-03-18T21:45:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T23:19:46.173+08:00</updated><title type='text'>unta putih</title><content type='html'>Di sebuah padang pasir yang tidak diketahui namanya&lt;br /&gt;Kelihatan seorang pemuda terduduk seperti menunggu sesuatu&lt;br /&gt;Tidak berapa lama, seorang tua melewati kawasan kontang itu maka ternampaklah dia akan pemuda itu. Akibat kehairanan, si tua mendekati pemuda itu lalu menegurnya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;"Salam wahai pemuda, apa yang ditunggu ditengah-tengah padang pasir ini?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;"Salam wahai tuan. Ana menunggu unta ana wahai tuan."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si tua melihat sekeliling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;"Dimanakah untanya wahai pemuda?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Melihatkan si tua yang kehairanan, segera sang pemuda memberi jawapan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;"Unta yang ana tunggu bukan sembarangan wahai tuan. Unta ini jinak dan berwarna putih bersih. Unta ini ana temui seminggu yang lepas lalu ana ekori sehingga sampai ke sini."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;"Lalu dimanakah untanya wahai pemuda? Bayangnya pun tidak ana kelihatan"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pelik si tua melihat keadaan pemuda itu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;"Sewaktu ana melelapkan mata unta putih itu masih disisi. Tetapi saat ana tersedar unta putih itu sudah hilang dari pandangan ana wahai tuan"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si tua tersenyum&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;"Ketahuilah kamu wahai pemuda. Unta putih yang ditunggu itu tidak akan melarikan diri melainkan ianya tidak mahukan kamu sebagai tuannya. Saat ia menyedari kamu tidak sesuai dengannya ia mencari peluang untuk tidak lagi bersama kamu"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;"Tetapi tuan, unta putih sangat jarang ditemui"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si pemuda mengeluh berat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;"Jika unta putih menjadi idaman seharusnya kamu berusaha mencarinya bukan ditunggu semata"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si pemuda kembali mengeluh lalu menjawab&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;"Unta putih itu sudah ana cari tetapi jejaknya pun tidak ana temui"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;"Makanya wahai pemuda, makanya hendaklah kamu bermusafir untuk kamu bertemu dengan yang lebih baik"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kakyung&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9176688621723492223-2175690031879297659?l=kakyung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kakyung.blogspot.com/feeds/2175690031879297659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9176688621723492223&amp;postID=2175690031879297659&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9176688621723492223/posts/default/2175690031879297659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9176688621723492223/posts/default/2175690031879297659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kakyung.blogspot.com/2009/03/unta-putih.html' title='unta putih'/><author><name>Kakyung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10833919927847719835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fRX7hCKp6rk/SLJSL8lVMGI/AAAAAAAAAAY/gv7-Z5swnSs/S220/tidoq.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9176688621723492223.post-6318463924776496103</id><published>2009-03-06T10:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T11:27:10.345+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Uwaaaa nyampah!!</title><content type='html'>Pada suatu petang yang tak berapa nak ada angin...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku yang kelaparan ni pegilah beli Dunkin' Donut yang dah sebulan teringin kat KL Sentral&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sampai masa yang ditetapkan.. abah pun datang jemput aku&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tengah aku syok makan dalam kete terpandang la sorang mamat yang cute gila babas sebelah kete aku. Time tu memang KL jem gilos. Lama la jugak aku ushar. Sekali mamat tu pandang kat aku daaaa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arghh suka..tapi...kenapa mamat tu senyum2 kelakar cenggitu??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku yang agak kehairanan pun senyum balik kat dia...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lepas tu barulah aku perasan...serbuk2 putih penuh kat mulut aku hasil makan dunkin donut dengan gelojoh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uhuhuhuhu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-kakyung-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9176688621723492223-6318463924776496103?l=kakyung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kakyung.blogspot.com/feeds/6318463924776496103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9176688621723492223&amp;postID=6318463924776496103&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9176688621723492223/posts/default/6318463924776496103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9176688621723492223/posts/default/6318463924776496103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kakyung.blogspot.com/2009/03/uwaaaa-nympah.html' title='Uwaaaa nyampah!!'/><author><name>Kakyung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10833919927847719835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fRX7hCKp6rk/SLJSL8lVMGI/AAAAAAAAAAY/gv7-Z5swnSs/S220/tidoq.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9176688621723492223.post-3352932478620088451</id><published>2009-02-24T15:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T15:48:25.527+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cinta terhalang</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sudah la tu..tak payah meh masuk bilik!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(kata aku dengan mengangkat tamimah masuk bilik dan tutup pintu rapat2)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;meow..meow..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(sambil tenung muka aku dengan muka kesian)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;meowwww...meowwww&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(bunyi dari luar bilik aku)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;meow!..meow!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(tamimah menyahut)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(terus berlari ke depan pintu bilik aku sambil letak mulut dia melekat kat pintu tu)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;meowwww..meowwww&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(kijang memanggil-manggil dari luar bilik)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;meow!..meow!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(sahut tamimah lagi)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok sekarang aku explain...&lt;br /&gt;kucing2 aku ni nak mengawan. tapi kat umah kitorg ni dah ada 4 ekor anak kucing. permohonan untuk penerimaan anak kucing baru memang tidak dialu-alukan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so...aku terpaksa jadi batu penghalang antara Kijang &amp;amp; Tamimah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: kejamkah aku? terpaksa weii!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-kakyung-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9176688621723492223-3352932478620088451?l=kakyung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kakyung.blogspot.com/feeds/3352932478620088451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9176688621723492223&amp;postID=3352932478620088451&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9176688621723492223/posts/default/3352932478620088451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9176688621723492223/posts/default/3352932478620088451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kakyung.blogspot.com/2009/02/cinta-terhalang.html' title='Cinta terhalang'/><author><name>Kakyung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10833919927847719835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fRX7hCKp6rk/SLJSL8lVMGI/AAAAAAAAAAY/gv7-Z5swnSs/S220/tidoq.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9176688621723492223.post-5631329188338441215</id><published>2009-02-19T11:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T12:06:00.624+08:00</updated><title type='text'>keluarga baru!</title><content type='html'>keluarga kucing kami dah bertambah!&lt;br /&gt;say hello to:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Mak comel&lt;br /&gt;2. Comel&lt;br /&gt;3. Comel&lt;br /&gt;4. Comel&lt;br /&gt;5. Comel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sebenarnyer belum bagi nama tapi for the time being..di sebabkan sumer sgt comel aku panggil sumer COMELLL hehe senang!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Tam @ Tamimah kemungkinan nak tuka nama jadik Thumbelina ahaks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-kakyung-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9176688621723492223-5631329188338441215?l=kakyung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kakyung.blogspot.com/feeds/5631329188338441215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9176688621723492223&amp;postID=5631329188338441215&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9176688621723492223/posts/default/5631329188338441215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9176688621723492223/posts/default/5631329188338441215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kakyung.blogspot.com/2009/02/keluarga-baru.html' title='keluarga baru!'/><author><name>Kakyung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10833919927847719835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fRX7hCKp6rk/SLJSL8lVMGI/AAAAAAAAAAY/gv7-Z5swnSs/S220/tidoq.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9176688621723492223.post-7989297334630543702</id><published>2009-02-15T18:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T19:22:26.712+08:00</updated><title type='text'>menggilap watak utama yang jauh terpesong dari permasalahan sebenar</title><content type='html'>saya dah baca...jalan cerita tergantung...cerita yang awak cuba sampaikan tak terkesan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;tapi saya dah olah. klimaks cerita yang merungkai kesedihan mendalam karakter utama &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;benar. tapi cuba awak lihat dari sudut pembaca. pembaca yang mahukan sesuatu yang 'sampai' ke jiwa mereka. walaupun meruntun tapi ini tidak memuaskan hati. saya berminat dengan watak jahat cerita ini. mengenai seorang yang tidak mampu memberikan komitmen. melarikan diri. mana detailnya?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;tapi ini cerita mengenai karakter utamanya yang sering bersedih sering sendirian sering dipermainkan....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;olah watak jahat itu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;tapi...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;olah watak jahat tu. penceritaan seimbas lalu mungkin lebih dramatik menyumbang penghayatan menyakitkan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;watak utama perlukan kekuatan, berikan kekuatan itu pada diri watak itu. tiupkan semangat. hidupkan jalan cerita itu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;seharusnya ia menjadi episod sedih yang panjang, kenapa harus di masukkan kekuatan diri?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;walaupun realitinya kesedihan itu berpanjangan, berikan watak pegangan kukuh. berikan watak kepercayaan pada diri. walaupun bertubi didalam lingkungan masalah..ciptakan jalan keluar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;ia tidak akan lagi menjadi cerita sedih&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;cerita sedih tidak semestinya memenangi anugerah, rungkai kesedihan watak utama dengan kepercayaan pada diri, olah watak jahat dengan kesinambungan keduanya yang membawa perkembangan watak utama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;percaya pada diri....&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ya benar. percaya pada diri. persembahkan dalam erti kata sebenarnya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;baiklah&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6 bulan. saya beri masa 6 bulan. Dahulu awak mengambil masa terlalu lama. Bertahun! Saya percaya kali ini dengan pengalaman yang mengajar awak dahulu awak lebih berupaya!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;(ragu-ragu)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;(senyuman penuh ikhlas)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-kakyung-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9176688621723492223-7989297334630543702?l=kakyung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kakyung.blogspot.com/feeds/7989297334630543702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9176688621723492223&amp;postID=7989297334630543702&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9176688621723492223/posts/default/7989297334630543702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9176688621723492223/posts/default/7989297334630543702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kakyung.blogspot.com/2009/02/menggilap-watak-utama-yang-jauh.html' title='menggilap watak utama yang jauh terpesong dari permasalahan sebenar'/><author><name>Kakyung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10833919927847719835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fRX7hCKp6rk/SLJSL8lVMGI/AAAAAAAAAAY/gv7-Z5swnSs/S220/tidoq.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9176688621723492223.post-7055320976622583024</id><published>2009-01-27T03:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T04:19:29.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Konsep sedar diri</title><content type='html'>Gelap malam terasa sunyi,&lt;br /&gt;Menunggu mentari melabuh cahaya,&lt;br /&gt;Dilubuk dalam aku sembunyi,&lt;br /&gt;Menjauh sesak impian dunia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terbang rendah burung nan degil,&lt;br /&gt;Perangkap ditunggu burung terkapai,&lt;br /&gt;Pungguk tak lagi memanggil-manggil,&lt;br /&gt;Kepada bulan yang tidak tergapai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-kakyung-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9176688621723492223-7055320976622583024?l=kakyung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kakyung.blogspot.com/feeds/7055320976622583024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9176688621723492223&amp;postID=7055320976622583024&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9176688621723492223/posts/default/7055320976622583024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9176688621723492223/posts/default/7055320976622583024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kakyung.blogspot.com/2009/01/konsep-sedar-diri.html' title='Konsep sedar diri'/><author><name>Kakyung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10833919927847719835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fRX7hCKp6rk/SLJSL8lVMGI/AAAAAAAAAAY/gv7-Z5swnSs/S220/tidoq.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9176688621723492223.post-4362852709170728512</id><published>2009-01-20T10:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T10:15:14.261+08:00</updated><title type='text'>merangkak diam..merangkak lagi</title><content type='html'>sakit betul rasanya bulan ni..&lt;br /&gt;kering gila...&lt;br /&gt;tapi takpe...&lt;br /&gt;alhamdulillah boleh je nak belanja tapi..&lt;br /&gt;tak boleh lebih&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;besoknye..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pegi bank..&lt;br /&gt;"insufficient balance"&lt;br /&gt;terkedu..&lt;br /&gt;rupanya kene songlap dalam beberapa rat..&lt;br /&gt;ada lagi 1..2..3....14 hari sebelum hujung bulan&lt;br /&gt;aduhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seperti jatuh ditimpa tangga..&lt;br /&gt;redha ann redha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"baru nak berlari kemudian jatuh"&lt;br /&gt;"baru nak berjalan akhirnya terjatuh lagi"&lt;br /&gt;"baru nak merangkak kemudian tersembam"&lt;br /&gt;"...apa lagi yang boleh di buat? duduk diam-diam sajalah"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-kakyung-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9176688621723492223-4362852709170728512?l=kakyung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kakyung.blogspot.com/feeds/4362852709170728512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9176688621723492223&amp;postID=4362852709170728512&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9176688621723492223/posts/default/4362852709170728512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9176688621723492223/posts/default/4362852709170728512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kakyung.blogspot.com/2009/01/merangkak-diammerangkak-lagi.html' title='merangkak diam..merangkak lagi'/><author><name>Kakyung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10833919927847719835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fRX7hCKp6rk/SLJSL8lVMGI/AAAAAAAAAAY/gv7-Z5swnSs/S220/tidoq.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9176688621723492223.post-8048868593402684706</id><published>2009-01-13T09:50:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T11:06:01.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'>apabila mereng semakin mereng....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Hatta..bergeraklah pasukan gempur menuju jauh ke dalam bandar yang dihuni jutaan manusia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;dengan bongkak menunjukkan senjata tanda keangkuhan tiada banding &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;penduduk lari lintang pukang...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;menyelamatkan diri ke kawasan yang diberitakan MUNGKIN lebih selamat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;si ketua memegang alat pemancar radio mengubungi pusat kawalan..menerangkan beta ampuhnya mereka si penggempur yang mempunyai pelbagai jenis senjata yang berbahaya..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;senyuman meleret diwajah si ketua&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;isyarat tangan ditunjukkan kepada kenderaan yang dinaiki mereka...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;demikianlah...bedilan demi bedilan dilepaskan...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;teriakan juga jeritan diperdengarkan..tanda menyahut..lemah tiada terdaya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;umpama lagu yang tiada akhirnya..nota-nota lagu di kertas tidak dapat menghasilkan irama kejam ini&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;jiran-jiran hanya membatu..melihat tayangan dengan terpaksa...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;dibantu akan dikelar hidup-hidup...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;melihat saja akan membuatkan diri rasa bersalah sepanjang hayat..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;namun..masih tiada tindakan..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;penggempur masih dapat mengejek dengan menunjukkan kekejaman tiada belas..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;kita semua telah diingatkan dahulu melalui kisah benar..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;yang telah disampaikan turun temurun..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;kisah yang dahulunya hanya ditulis diatas batu, diatas kulit-kulit kayu mati&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;yang disampaikan oleh para Hafiz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;tapi malangnya..kita terleka..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;kisah yang diceritakan oleh Ya Rabb..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial,Helvetica;color:black;"  &gt;"Kemudian kamu (Bani Israil) membunuh dirimu (saudaramu sebangsa) dan mengusir segolongan daripada kamu dari kampung halamannya, kamu bantu membantu terhadap mereka dengan membuat dosa dan permusuhan; tetapi jika mereka datang kepadamu sebagai tawanan, kamu tebus mereka, padahal mengusir mereka itu (juga) terlarang bagimu. Apakah kamu beriman kepada sebahagian Al Kitab (Taurat) dan ingkar terhadap sebahagian yang lain? Tiadalah balasan bagi orang yang berbuat demikian daripadamu, melainkan kenistaan dalam kehidupan dunia, dan pada hari kiamat mereka dikembalikan kepada siksa yang sangat berat. Allah tidak lengah dari apa yang kamu perbuat ." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;(surah al-baqarah, ayat 85)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;"Ya Allah, Ya Rahman, Ya Rahim, aku berlindung padaMu Ya Allah. Dari kekejaman yang berlaku disekeliling kami Ya Allah."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Amin. Amin. Amin Yarabbala'lamin&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;-kakyung-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9176688621723492223-8048868593402684706?l=kakyung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kakyung.blogspot.com/feeds/8048868593402684706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9176688621723492223&amp;postID=8048868593402684706&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9176688621723492223/posts/default/8048868593402684706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9176688621723492223/posts/default/8048868593402684706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kakyung.blogspot.com/2009/01/hari-mereng-sedunia.html' title='apabila mereng semakin mereng....'/><author><name>Kakyung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10833919927847719835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fRX7hCKp6rk/SLJSL8lVMGI/AAAAAAAAAAY/gv7-Z5swnSs/S220/tidoq.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9176688621723492223.post-4415227199858579248</id><published>2009-01-06T11:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T13:54:26.970+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2008 journey</title><content type='html'>31/12/2007 is the last paper of all...end of university life :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving on into 2008 fully fresh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;while waiting for the final results to be out..&lt;br /&gt;i just sit back and relax for the whole month of January doing nothing...&lt;br /&gt;until the result is out...which is satisfying for me altho it is not as expected&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the month of February is the month of doing nothing....again&lt;br /&gt;sit back and relax until my ears wanna drop off as occurred to so called 'public disturbance' by my beloved mother..and for that i started looking for jobs..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the month of March and April is full of crap since i get into a building to another for interview purposes..very good offers as well as crappy ones are mostly in the same job scope..so i am undecided...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the end..early May i decided to go to an IT company in Bukit Jelutong, Shah Alam...(which i partly thankful that i accepted this offer as i've had lots of opportunities to learn something i've wanted to go into all along)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;June..July went smoothly nothing much did happen in these 2 months...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;August is the celebration month for my Graduation Ceremony....&lt;br /&gt;arghhh...i miss my study life...so very freeeeeee......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then..there goes September..October....November...and December...&lt;br /&gt;where my life is geting more routine day after day...&lt;br /&gt;this is the working life afterall isn't?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i do welcome 2009 with lots and lots of hopes for happiness, health and ..err...err...&lt;br /&gt;u know....&lt;br /&gt;hehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-kakyung-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9176688621723492223-4415227199858579248?l=kakyung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kakyung.blogspot.com/feeds/4415227199858579248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9176688621723492223&amp;postID=4415227199858579248&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9176688621723492223/posts/default/4415227199858579248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9176688621723492223/posts/default/4415227199858579248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kakyung.blogspot.com/2009/01/2008-journey.html' title='2008 journey'/><author><name>Kakyung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10833919927847719835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fRX7hCKp6rk/SLJSL8lVMGI/AAAAAAAAAAY/gv7-Z5swnSs/S220/tidoq.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9176688621723492223.post-5186060503194749392</id><published>2008-12-27T18:16:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-27T18:49:16.193+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sebanyak mana?</title><content type='html'>2 hari lepas..harijadi aku..&lt;br /&gt;Aku dah tua..&lt;br /&gt;tambah lagi setahun umo aku....&lt;br /&gt;alhamdulillah...semoga dipanjangkan umur ku...disihatkan tubuh badanku...dimurahkan rezekiku insyaAllah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku teringat masa aku belajar kat Melaka dulu...&lt;br /&gt;1st time berjauhan dengan keluarga lama-lama....&lt;br /&gt;pagi besday aku sumer orang dah wish dah..tapi mama aku tak wish pun kat aku...&lt;br /&gt;aku tunggu mama call...kol 11am..tak call...kol 2pm..tak call jugak...kol 5pm..still tak de so aku macam terkilanlah..&lt;br /&gt;aku duduk menung sorang2 mengadap luar tingkap bilik aku sambil angin menderu-deru(macam ala2 drama swasta sebab bilik aku tinggi)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tetiba kol 5.45pm fon aku berbunyi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Happy Birthday Kakyung..!!"aku mendengar suara mama dihujung talian..bersemangat sungguh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hurm..."aku endah tak endah..terasa hati dengan mama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Aik..tak suka ke mama call wish selamat harijadi?"mama tanya kat aku.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku malas2 mahu menjawab pertanyaan mama...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Mama ni...lambat la mama call...kawan2 kakyung kol 12 tepat pagi tadi diorg dah wish tau..."aku membentak-bentak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku terdengar mama ketawa dihujung sana. Aku rasa kecil hati yang teramat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Buat apa mama nak wish pukul 12 tepat? Kakyung bukan lahir pukul 12 pun. Kakyung lahir pukul 5.45 petang. Anak mama...mama yang beranak..mama tahulah.."lembut je mama cakap sambil tergelak-gelak kecil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Berbunga-bunga hati aku bila dengar mama cakap macam tu. Terasa berdosa salah sangka pada bonda sendiri.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ye ke ma? hehehe..sorilah kakyung tak tahu,"sambil tersipu-sipu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mama hanya ketawa2 dihujung talian. Sejak haritu aku tak pernah kesah orang nak wish aku pukul berapa pun sebab ucapan yang aku tunggu2 hanyalah dari family tercinta terutamanya mama ku yang saban tahun pada hari lahirku, melihat jam menunggu masa 'kelahiranku' untuk mengucapkan  'Selamat Harijadi Kakyung'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kakyung sayaaaaaaaang mama banyak2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sebanyak mana?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sebanyak daun2 di hutan...sebanyak air yang mengalir di laut...sebanyak udara yang  di sedut...dan...yang penting...sebagaimana mama sayangkan kakyung, seperti mana mama kasihkan kakyung!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Semoga Allah panjangkan umurku untuk berbakti kepada kedua Ibubapaku InsyaAllah.&lt;br /&gt;Amin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-kakyung-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9176688621723492223-5186060503194749392?l=kakyung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kakyung.blogspot.com/feeds/5186060503194749392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9176688621723492223&amp;postID=5186060503194749392&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9176688621723492223/posts/default/5186060503194749392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9176688621723492223/posts/default/5186060503194749392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kakyung.blogspot.com/2008/12/ia-datang-lagi.html' title='Sebanyak mana?'/><author><name>Kakyung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10833919927847719835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fRX7hCKp6rk/SLJSL8lVMGI/AAAAAAAAAAY/gv7-Z5swnSs/S220/tidoq.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9176688621723492223.post-8148707211345540942</id><published>2008-12-04T13:54:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T14:20:25.935+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Salah sendiri</title><content type='html'>bayangkan situasi ini...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Didalam bilik seminar yang penuh dengan manusia, 2 orang daripadanya yang tidak berpuas hati dengan cara kerja rakan mereka lalu mengumpat semasa speaker sedang memberi ceramah dihadapan....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pengumpat 1: Akak tak puas hati betul dengan minah tu! Suruh kita buat keje dia pulak.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pengumpat 2: Itulah kak. Saya pun nampak. Apsal tak sound direct je?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pengumpat 1: Akak malasla nak gaduh2. Tapi itulah, nak buat style sendiri...buat sendirilah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pengumpat 2: Nak buat macam mana kak. Dia tu kesayangan bos. Bos pun sama je lebih kurang.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pengumpat 1: Buat masa ni akak memang tengah sabarlah ni..tapi..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pengumpat 2: Eh kak...amende kat tepi tu? (sambil membelek &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;gadget&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; sebesar tapak tangan)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pengumpat 1: Oh, minah tu la letak recorder kat sini nak record apa speaker cakap.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pengumpat 2: Ooo....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pengumpat 1&amp;amp;2: EHHHH!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;klasifikasi: Kisah benar. Tetapi telah diubahsuai mengikut kesesuaian tahap U(umum)..huhu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: Orang kata cakap siang pandang2 cakap malam dengar2...inilah dianya!! Padan Muka!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-kakyung-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9176688621723492223-8148707211345540942?l=kakyung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kakyung.blogspot.com/feeds/8148707211345540942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9176688621723492223&amp;postID=8148707211345540942&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9176688621723492223/posts/default/8148707211345540942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9176688621723492223/posts/default/8148707211345540942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kakyung.blogspot.com/2008/12/salah-sendiri.html' title='Salah sendiri'/><author><name>Kakyung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10833919927847719835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fRX7hCKp6rk/SLJSL8lVMGI/AAAAAAAAAAY/gv7-Z5swnSs/S220/tidoq.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9176688621723492223.post-9028605400070385435</id><published>2008-11-26T10:10:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T13:56:53.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Statementkah?</title><content type='html'>Perbualan ini dirakam di dalam ingatan ketika disurau ofis tanpa sedar....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perbualan ringkas 2 manusia yang tengah menunggu masuk waktu Asar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kak Jam: Huuuhhhh..penatnyer yang! Akak banyak betul kerja harini(sambil mengurut-ngurut kaki)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ann: Ye ke kak. Apa nak buat. Saya nak tolong memang taklah walaupun tengah tak busy hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kak Jam: Kau memang!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ann: Biasalah saya. Nasib tak bawak bantal dengan selimut. Kalau tak, kompom saya tido dalam bilik saya tu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kak Jam ketawa terkekeh-kekeh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ann:Ish akak ni...gelak macam orang gatal!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kak Jam: Ish ini mana ada gatal. Suami akak tengah takde kat rumah ni. So gelak ni memang tak gatal langsung!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hampeh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: pengajaran kepada aku dan jugak orang-orang bujang diluar sana...kurangkan bergaul dengan orang yang dah kawin. banyak buruk dari baiknya hehehehe...... :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-kakyung-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9176688621723492223-9028605400070385435?l=kakyung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kakyung.blogspot.com/feeds/9028605400070385435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9176688621723492223&amp;postID=9028605400070385435&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9176688621723492223/posts/default/9028605400070385435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9176688621723492223/posts/default/9028605400070385435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kakyung.blogspot.com/2008/11/statementkah.html' title='Statementkah?'/><author><name>Kakyung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10833919927847719835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fRX7hCKp6rk/SLJSL8lVMGI/AAAAAAAAAAY/gv7-Z5swnSs/S220/tidoq.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9176688621723492223.post-4728309989969037942</id><published>2008-11-20T11:56:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T12:07:45.014+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lift horror</title><content type='html'>Khamis.....11.25am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku dengan blur menunggu lift kt tingkat "3" ofis...nak turun balik kat tingkat "M" nk g bilik aku&lt;br /&gt;sebab x de orang...cepat je pintu lift tu terbukak&lt;br /&gt;aku pun masuk la lift&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tunggu..punya tunggu punya tunggu..x sampai2 aku kat "M" floor ni..&lt;br /&gt;aku dah saspen dah...mata dah melilau kat dalam lift...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lagi pun aku rasa....aku x tekan pun "G" kenapa skrin kt lift tunjuk lift ni kat "G"floor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"apsal la pintu lift x bukak2 ni"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nombor2 menandakan tingkat2 lift pun x menyala..selalunya misti cam kaler merah biler tekan&lt;br /&gt;arghh aku CUAK&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TAPI.....dengan x semena-mena&lt;br /&gt;tangan aku mengetuk kepala aku sendiri&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;patutlah dia turun kat "G"floor...tadi masa mula2 aku masuk lift aku x tekan pun tingkat berapa aku nak pegi...so otomatik la lift tu g kat "G" floor...apa daaa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: saspen ngan kebodohan sendiri....huhu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-kakyung-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9176688621723492223-4728309989969037942?l=kakyung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kakyung.blogspot.com/feeds/4728309989969037942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9176688621723492223&amp;postID=4728309989969037942&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9176688621723492223/posts/default/4728309989969037942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9176688621723492223/posts/default/4728309989969037942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kakyung.blogspot.com/2008/11/lift-horror.html' title='Lift horror'/><author><name>Kakyung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10833919927847719835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fRX7hCKp6rk/SLJSL8lVMGI/AAAAAAAAAAY/gv7-Z5swnSs/S220/tidoq.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9176688621723492223.post-8868257237053971484</id><published>2008-11-12T20:21:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T20:53:35.955+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weirdo</title><content type='html'>Macam biasa....aku naik ktm masa balik keje...&lt;br /&gt;dengan muka 'toye' kata org perak aku mmg x memberi perhatian sgt kalau dah masuk dlm train&lt;br /&gt;kene pulak time peak hour yang penuh plak hari ni..sooo lagilah khusyuk aku merenung jari jemari aku yang memegang kukuh tempat pemegang dengan kepala yang kosong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dan-dan aku tengah berangan cemane gamaknye kalo aku jadi pramugari.&lt;br /&gt;adala sekumpulan bebudak sekolah ni buat kepoh. dengan lagak yang aku agak menyampah diorg memekak dengan cerita-cerita diorg yang hanya diorg je yang paham. almaklumlah..teenagers is always about seeking attention...true? yerp thats what i thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dengan x semena-mena..keluarlah ayat dari mulut aku yang hanya boleh didengar dalam hati je..&lt;br /&gt;"weirdo!"&lt;br /&gt;selang seploh saat pastu aku pun tersedar...&lt;br /&gt;'When was the time I am not myself and could be called as a weirdo?'&lt;br /&gt;Jawapan cepuemas itu ialahhh..jeng jeng jeng..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'During my teeenager's stage!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mana taknya...aku ingat lagi masa aku umo 12 tahun..aku ni aktif ber'taekwando'...memang aku ni cargas dulu..syiok seyh...masa tulah aku baru mula berhasrat nak melaram..mulalah aku pakai track bottom yang merepek-repek pesennyer...baju yang besar kekunon hip-hop huhu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Masuk sekolah menengah aku join kadet remaja sekolah(krs)...berkawad aje memanjang. muka ni mmg x usah cakap le gelapnye...siap berbelang sebab pakai tudung. leftenan tuu aku dulu. so time tu tengah hot fesyen 'letak towel kat bahu' atas uniform kitorg yg ala-ala tentera tu. kekonon cool arr. habis je pertandingan kawad (peringkat wilayah) balik mesti g central market..port bebudak yang sekolah kt kl sambil naik tangga tu hentak2 kaki kekuat. yerlah, pakai but la katakan. mesti orang cam pandang dua tiga kali. kitorg igtkn cool...tapi sebenarnya org heran...itulah..attention seeker kan huhu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zaman aku nilah jugak fesyen cermin mata. kebetulan pulak aku mmg pakai spek. org yg tak pakai spek pun jadi nak pakai spek. makanya banyak la jenis spek yang boleh dilihat seperti warna yang sgt terang cam..oren, merah...etc pastu kat sekolah keluarlah pekeliling yang mengatakan x boleh...padan muka mereka2 yang nk menunjuk tu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ada lagii..aku dulu sekolah menengah pompuan...nak dijadikan cerita time aku baru masuk form 1 movie titanic baru habis tayang. kan time tu titanic cam 'kegilaan dunia' so macam2lah jadi kat sekolah aku...purse gamba kate winslet..beg sekolah gamba diorg tgh buat aksi 'im the king of the world'. even yang bawak paper bag pun nak letak gamba leonardo ngan kate winslet tgh comolot. lagu 'my heart will go on' adalah lagu feveret yg kitorg nyanyikan bila cikgu x masuk. woh memang happening arh. pastu keluarlah pekeliling lagi....dilarang membawa peralatan sekolah dan yang berkaitan mempunyai gambar manusia. hahahaha...padan muka lagi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;memang nak menarik perhatian je time tu. dipikir-pikirkan balik..dengan aku punya baju yang ntah apa-apa..yerlah nak mencari identiti la kunon huhu..hampeh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kesimpulannya....'When was the time YOU are not yourself and could be called as a WEIRDO?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: jawab soklan aku jawab!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-kakyung-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9176688621723492223-8868257237053971484?l=kakyung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kakyung.blogspot.com/feeds/8868257237053971484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9176688621723492223&amp;postID=8868257237053971484&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9176688621723492223/posts/default/8868257237053971484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9176688621723492223/posts/default/8868257237053971484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kakyung.blogspot.com/2008/11/weirdo.html' title='Weirdo'/><author><name>Kakyung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10833919927847719835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fRX7hCKp6rk/SLJSL8lVMGI/AAAAAAAAAAY/gv7-Z5swnSs/S220/tidoq.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9176688621723492223.post-4684934327582281826</id><published>2008-10-29T17:11:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T17:34:11.259+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Raya 2008 rawks!!!</title><content type='html'>Hari ni 29 Syawal.....&lt;br /&gt;Hari last raya...&lt;br /&gt;tapi kalo ikutkan hati aku, besok...lusa pun raya lagi...&lt;br /&gt;nak raya lagi....&lt;br /&gt;lagi dan lagi&lt;br /&gt;tapi sebelum aku dimarahi oleh korang2 yang menyampah dengan obesesi aku ni&lt;br /&gt;i want to close it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year puasa-to-raya events...&lt;br /&gt;-u can see the 'kipas mengipas' drama. understood coz this year i earn my own money and y all of a sudden my younger brothers and sisters looooveeee me so much. (suck upppp)&lt;br /&gt;-my mother was hospitalized just few days before raya and lucky us she's discharged two days before raya. Alhamdulillah (i believe if we were to sambut raya in hospital mama will make us bring over her baju raya and she'll wear it and salam all the nurses and doctors in house with her bonia handbag still in her right arm)&lt;br /&gt;-we got few other occasions which were not very cherishable and moments where im about to crack my head for real&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All around..its good...to experiance different things in each year...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Raya 2009?? Can't wait!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-kakyung-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9176688621723492223-4684934327582281826?l=kakyung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kakyung.blogspot.com/feeds/4684934327582281826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9176688621723492223&amp;postID=4684934327582281826&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9176688621723492223/posts/default/4684934327582281826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9176688621723492223/posts/default/4684934327582281826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kakyung.blogspot.com/2008/10/hari-ni-29-syawal.html' title='Raya 2008 rawks!!!'/><author><name>Kakyung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10833919927847719835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fRX7hCKp6rk/SLJSL8lVMGI/AAAAAAAAAAY/gv7-Z5swnSs/S220/tidoq.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9176688621723492223.post-7714730609058152055</id><published>2008-10-14T10:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T10:52:03.578+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lagi lagi ktm!</title><content type='html'>ok...&lt;br /&gt;ada beberapa benda yang hendak saya list down disini.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.hanya di dalam ktm sahaja anda akan bermain semula permainan kanak-kanak iaitu enjit-enjit semut. tak percaya? cuba naik ktm pada waktu puncak dan berpegang di tiang yang disediakan. kemudian akan ada 4-5 orang lagi yang memegang tiang tersebut secara berperingkat. kan dah jadi enjit-enjit semut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.dinasihatkan kepada penumpang-penumpang ktm untuk membawa tilam sewaktu menunggu train. ktm suka membuat kejutan seperti di dalam AF dengan melakukan delay yang melampau. contoh: train anda sepatutnya sampai pada pukul 6.29pm tetapi tidak sampai. train berikutnya 6.49pm..masih tidak sampai. train berikutnya 7.09pm sampai tetapi terlampau penuh kerana penumpang 2 train sebelum ini telah berkumpul dan membuak-buak. jadi tilam anda membuatkan anda selesa untuk menunggu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.diingatkan pada penumpang-penumpang ktm untuk sentiasa berpegang teguh di tempat yang seharusnya dipegang. jangan landing di atas orang lain. korang ingat korang tu wangi sangat ke?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.kepada pendatang-pendatang yang korang sedia maklum siapakah mereka, silalah jangan memenuhkan train dengan beg-beg dan kotak-kotak setinggi anda untuk dibawa di dalam train. walaupun dikampung halaman anda tiada minyak masak sesedap sini, berfikir lah sedikit untuk penumpang-penumpang lain. gunalah teksi untuk keselesaan bersama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.kepada mat-mat bangla yang kadang-kadang menaikkan darah aku, tolonglah jangan berlumba untuk mengambil tempat duduk. its always been ladies 1st. so kalau dah tawu tempat korang berdiri tu jauh lagi dari tempat duduk kosong, biarlah orang yang dekat dengan tempat duduk kosong itu untuk duduk. kalau tidak besar kemungkinan untuk anda dimarahi oleh saya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.kepada acik-acik dan akak-akak indon, tolonglah jangan letak beg-beg anda ditempat duduk ataupun dihadapan tempat duduk. ini menyusahkan penumpang lain untuk duduk ataupun berdiri ditempat yang sepatutnya. adakah beg-beg anda itu membayar tambang? tidakkan? jadi saya menyarankan anda untuk refer kepada nota di no4.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.kepada akak-akak yang menjual tiket dikaunter. tolonglah jangan bertanya "dik, ada duit kecik tak?" kerana, jika saya ada duit kecik saya takkan pergi ke kaunter untuk membeli dengan akak. sudah tentu saya akan membeli di mesin yang tentunya lebih cepat dari kaunter akak yg kene beratur panjang tu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.dan peringatan untuk kita semua, berilah tempat duduk kepada mereka yang sepatutnya mendapat keutamaan. janganlah kita dah nampak akak tu dah sarat sangat mengandung tapi buat tatau je. itu memang orang2 yang akan ditegur(dimarah dan diperli dengan kejamnya) oleh saya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saya harap ktm dapat memperbaiki perkhidmatannya, kita dapat memperbaiki diri kita dan saya mahu kembali berada dinegara sendiri. kerana most of the time i felt like i was in indonesia with all those exessive baggage dan bau-bauan mereka yang sgtlah 'harumnya' huhu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sekian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-kakyung-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9176688621723492223-7714730609058152055?l=kakyung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kakyung.blogspot.com/feeds/7714730609058152055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9176688621723492223&amp;postID=7714730609058152055&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9176688621723492223/posts/default/7714730609058152055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9176688621723492223/posts/default/7714730609058152055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kakyung.blogspot.com/2008/10/lagi-lagi-ktm.html' title='lagi lagi ktm!'/><author><name>Kakyung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10833919927847719835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fRX7hCKp6rk/SLJSL8lVMGI/AAAAAAAAAAY/gv7-Z5swnSs/S220/tidoq.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9176688621723492223.post-5305742208989346437</id><published>2008-09-29T22:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T22:32:29.322+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Selamat Jalan Ramadhan 1429</title><content type='html'>hahhhhhh.....&lt;br /&gt;Besok last pose...&lt;br /&gt;tapi x pulak rasa nak ..YEAY!!&lt;br /&gt;tapi rasa cam...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Eh, tahun depan sempat ke aku jumpa ramadhan lagi?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways....Selamat Hari Raya Maaf Zahir &amp;amp; Batin ek kawan-kawan.&lt;br /&gt;Saya tahu saya banyak dosa ngan kamu-kamu semua.&lt;br /&gt;Harap diampunkan kekhilafan diri saya ini.&lt;br /&gt;Almaklumlah kita ni manusia biasa.&lt;br /&gt;(aku maapkan korg gak hehe)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drive Safery (cam iklan jepun)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Don't Sleep &amp;amp; Drive&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bahaya woooo....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: raya jemput la datang umah ek..makan jemput2 :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-kakyung-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9176688621723492223-5305742208989346437?l=kakyung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kakyung.blogspot.com/feeds/5305742208989346437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9176688621723492223&amp;postID=5305742208989346437&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9176688621723492223/posts/default/5305742208989346437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9176688621723492223/posts/default/5305742208989346437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kakyung.blogspot.com/2008/09/selamat-jalan-ramadhan-1429.html' title='Selamat Jalan Ramadhan 1429'/><author><name>Kakyung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10833919927847719835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fRX7hCKp6rk/SLJSL8lVMGI/AAAAAAAAAAY/gv7-Z5swnSs/S220/tidoq.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9176688621723492223.post-1936401197324957265</id><published>2008-09-27T18:06:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-27T18:39:09.733+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mama oh mama...</title><content type='html'>Dah beberapa hari mama demam. Kat rumah asyik terbaring dan tak lalu makan. Pegi klinik lepas tu doktor siap suruh amik darah setiap selang 2 hari. So hari khamis mama pegi amik darah untuk yang ketiga kalinya. Doktor terkejut tengok platlet darah mama tinggal 19! Bayangkan tahap normal sepatutnya kena ada at least 150! Terus masuk wad. Aku plak kat ofis dah sakit2 kepala rasa macam nak pecah. Duduk tak boleh bangun tak boleh. Bila dah time balik aku call abah nak suruh amik tempat biasa. Time tu abah bagitahu mama kene masuk hospital. Berderau darah aku.&lt;br /&gt;Dan yang magicnya lepas je abah bagitahu sakit kepala aku terus hilang. Hurm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku dari ofis naik shuttle bas ke lrt kelana jaya. Dalam bas dah risau. Pikir macam-macam. Aku call abah balik tanya macam mana nak pegi HKL. Abah kata baik tak payah since jem macam gila. Paham-paham ajelah bulan-bulan pose ni tambah kawasan situ yang forever jem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So besoknya aku keje half-day je. Siapkan apa yang patut, abah tunggu kat ofis aku pastu terus pegi HKL. Aku memang tahan mata aku yang hampir-hampir nak nangis tengok muka mama yang lebam. Sembap kata setengah orang. Buat muka ceria. Kompom mama kene denggi. Hari tu adik aku kene tp tak teruk macam mama. Aku tanya mama macam mana platlet darah. Dah naik sikit katanya. dari 19 ke 25. Walaupun masih jauh dari normal tapi bila mama cakap dah naik platlet darahnya..aku lega sikit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fRX7hCKp6rk/SN4LftsbbvI/AAAAAAAAAB8/ClehdvGBXyo/s1600-h/DSC02070.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fRX7hCKp6rk/SN4LftsbbvI/AAAAAAAAAB8/ClehdvGBXyo/s320/DSC02070.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250646855030370034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(mama dan cma)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time aku ngan adik aku(Cma) sampai kawan-kawan mama ada. Meleleh air mata mama bila kawan-kawan dia bersalam nak balik. Aku tengok je muka mama, mata mama. Tapi I didn't say anything. Lepas tu sembang-sembang ngan mama macam biasa.  Kitorang  je yang bising kat sepital tu.  Biasalah.  Gelak-gelak macam hospital tu kitorang je yang ada. Lega lagi hati aku tengok mama macam tu. Lepas tu aku tanya mama...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Kenapa mama tak nak masuk hospital swasta? Mama kan ada insuran. Boleh cover"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mama jawab...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ish buat apa. Bilik sorang. Lagipun duit claim insuran boleh masuk poket. Buat apa bayar hospital. Bazir je.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahhahahaha ok ini memang SAH mak aku. Mama masih normal! hahahah. Sabar jerlah jawapan dia tu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mama kata lagi..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Eh mama ada 2 insuran tau. Bestnya..."dengan muka muka bersinar-sinar anime dan mata yang obvious KA-CHINGG!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku gelak lagi. Mama memang tak larattttt!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ma, kakyung doakan mama cepat sembuh. Doktor kata kalau platlet mama naik sampai 50 bolehla mama balik rumah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: mama bising bawak baju dia dalam beg plastik je. Dia nak suruh letak dalam beg bonia dia tu. Sempat lagi!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-kakyung-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9176688621723492223-1936401197324957265?l=kakyung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kakyung.blogspot.com/feeds/1936401197324957265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9176688621723492223&amp;postID=1936401197324957265&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9176688621723492223/posts/default/1936401197324957265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9176688621723492223/posts/default/1936401197324957265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kakyung.blogspot.com/2008/09/mama-oh-mama.html' title='mama oh mama...'/><author><name>Kakyung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10833919927847719835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fRX7hCKp6rk/SLJSL8lVMGI/AAAAAAAAAAY/gv7-Z5swnSs/S220/tidoq.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fRX7hCKp6rk/SN4LftsbbvI/AAAAAAAAAB8/ClehdvGBXyo/s72-c/DSC02070.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9176688621723492223.post-7191499194450831114</id><published>2008-09-23T09:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T10:04:21.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sebab kamu!</title><content type='html'>Jumaat lepas...aku solat asar pada waktu yang sama seperti biasa di surau ofis,&lt;br /&gt;tapi sewaktu salam pertama kepala aku terasa sangat berat ketika dipalingkan&lt;br /&gt;lagi teruk ketika dipalingkan untuk salam di sebelah kiri.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have no idea what happen and i nearly cried coz it hurt so bad...so i called my mama and she said&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"ok, besok kita pergi hospital"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tapi hari jumaat malam selepas berbuka abah suruh bagi air kat dia&lt;br /&gt;meaning...dia nak doa&lt;br /&gt;lepas tu aku dengar mama tanya kat abah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"kakyung pun kene ke abah?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n then i saw abah nodded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya Allah...me too???&lt;br /&gt;Adik aku yang dituju aku pun kene tempiasnya???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hari ke-23 puasa....&lt;br /&gt;Hari ke-24 tarawikh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tapi aku...dah seminggu tak pegi tarawikh...&lt;br /&gt;bukan cuti org perempuan&lt;br /&gt;tapi..aku...aku...&lt;br /&gt;tak boleh nak terangkan lebih-lebih&lt;br /&gt;takut lain pula ceritanya nanti&lt;br /&gt;apa yang pasti setiap kali salam tengkuk aku masih sakit&lt;br /&gt;sakit...sangat...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kepada kamu yang bertanggungjawab&lt;br /&gt;Kenapa pada waktu bulan yang mulia ini kau mengumpul dosa?&lt;br /&gt;Pada waktu kami berlumba-lumba mengumpul harta akhirat kamu mengurangkannya?&lt;br /&gt;Hanya Allah yang tahu. Wallahualam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-kakyung-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9176688621723492223-7191499194450831114?l=kakyung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kakyung.blogspot.com/feeds/7191499194450831114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9176688621723492223&amp;postID=7191499194450831114&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9176688621723492223/posts/default/7191499194450831114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9176688621723492223/posts/default/7191499194450831114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kakyung.blogspot.com/2008/09/jumaat-lepas.html' title='Sebab kamu!'/><author><name>Kakyung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10833919927847719835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fRX7hCKp6rk/SLJSL8lVMGI/AAAAAAAAAAY/gv7-Z5swnSs/S220/tidoq.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9176688621723492223.post-4393771017485917914</id><published>2008-09-18T14:22:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T15:16:11.290+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reunion@Berbuka Puasa ex-SKSHAS '92-'97- Best Gilak</title><content type='html'>Hari tu buat makan2 sambil ber'gathering untuk budak sekolah rendah aku...cool x? hehehe&lt;br /&gt;Sape je yang still contact dengan budak2 zaman sekolah rendah lagi....&lt;br /&gt;X de aku rasa....&lt;br /&gt;Anywaysss.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kepada yang hadir pada 12/09/2008 di Midvalley&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks kerana sudi datang memeriahkan majlis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terharuuuuu sangat...=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: teringat zaman dolu2....x siap keje sekolah huhu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gambar-gambar antara mereka yang hadir.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fRX7hCKp6rk/SNH-V_aJocI/AAAAAAAAABs/_oDc3xM7myU/s1600-h/19258562.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fRX7hCKp6rk/SNH-V_aJocI/AAAAAAAAABs/_oDc3xM7myU/s320/19258562.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247254694615163330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fRX7hCKp6rk/SNH-ncQJt4I/AAAAAAAAAB0/HmLMZpXVzN0/s1600-h/19260185.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fRX7hCKp6rk/SNH-ncQJt4I/AAAAAAAAAB0/HmLMZpXVzN0/s320/19260185.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247254994415630210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fRX7hCKp6rk/SNH0KlI5wVI/AAAAAAAAABU/zSbN1hAcM_I/s1600-h/19258558.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fRX7hCKp6rk/SNH0KlI5wVI/AAAAAAAAABU/zSbN1hAcM_I/s320/19258558.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247243503468659026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fRX7hCKp6rk/SNH0rlLRw1I/AAAAAAAAABc/zWkfyXsV3Jg/s1600-h/19258408.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fRX7hCKp6rk/SNH0rlLRw1I/AAAAAAAAABc/zWkfyXsV3Jg/s320/19258408.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247244070414304082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-kakyung-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9176688621723492223-4393771017485917914?l=kakyung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kakyung.blogspot.com/feeds/4393771017485917914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9176688621723492223&amp;postID=4393771017485917914&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9176688621723492223/posts/default/4393771017485917914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9176688621723492223/posts/default/4393771017485917914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kakyung.blogspot.com/2008/09/reunionberbuka-puasa-ex-skshas-92-97.html' title='Reunion@Berbuka Puasa ex-SKSHAS &apos;92-&apos;97- Best Gilak'/><author><name>Kakyung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10833919927847719835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fRX7hCKp6rk/SLJSL8lVMGI/AAAAAAAAAAY/gv7-Z5swnSs/S220/tidoq.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fRX7hCKp6rk/SNH-V_aJocI/AAAAAAAAABs/_oDc3xM7myU/s72-c/19258562.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9176688621723492223.post-8481506063983042261</id><published>2008-09-11T10:32:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T13:11:03.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Suka hati akulah!</title><content type='html'>tahap ke'bengang'an aku dh maksimum dah&lt;br /&gt;kalo boleh ukur ngan termometer mesti dh meleTOP merkuri kat dalam tu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Disuatu petang yang tak berapa nak nyaman.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Aku: Wahhh...aku sukalah tengok mamat tu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mereka: Ish kau ni...itulah &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;taste&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; kau!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Sambil mereka buat muka jelak)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Aku: Apsal ngan &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;taste&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; aku?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Heran dan sakit hati)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mereka: Yer ah, asal yang poyo itulah yang kau suka..!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Aku: Lantak la poyo, aku yang tengok, yang korang sibuk apsal??!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapi.....aku sebenarnya tak penah cakap pun baris yang terakhir tu. I wish I could!&lt;br /&gt;Dan...baris yang sebenarnyer..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Aku: Oh ye ke.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then they will be laughing at me hysterically.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;huhuhuhuhuhu........(sob sob)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps: aku masih mahu menjaga hati. but 'to whom it may concern', sometimes u guys do made me look like a fool.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9176688621723492223-8481506063983042261?l=kakyung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kakyung.blogspot.com/feeds/8481506063983042261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9176688621723492223&amp;postID=8481506063983042261&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9176688621723492223/posts/default/8481506063983042261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9176688621723492223/posts/default/8481506063983042261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kakyung.blogspot.com/2008/09/suka-hati-akulah.html' title='Suka hati akulah!'/><author><name>Kakyung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10833919927847719835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fRX7hCKp6rk/SLJSL8lVMGI/AAAAAAAAAAY/gv7-Z5swnSs/S220/tidoq.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9176688621723492223.post-5416080627504630546</id><published>2008-09-08T09:30:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T11:27:06.114+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Up close - Me as a teenager</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;I hope the journey in my teenager's life will help other teenagers out there to get things straight (if they came across this blog obviously hehe)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And also to those people who CANNOT move on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is embarrassing to actually spit out my teenager's life. Not only me but anyone else. But, I believe I can at least do something to help confused teenagers out there. So be it. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trying to be someone people look up to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;As everyone knows I came from all girls secondary school. Everyone and everything in that school have to be perfect and neat. In order to stand out from others is to be like those girls with 'boyish' styles and looks. Very short hair. Walking with that awkward way. After awhile those 'pengkid' will have their own admirers. I wonder why do they have to admire boyish-looking-girls in baju kurung uniform for god sake but well...it happened anyway. Yes, I tried to be like them but without having affairs with my schoolmate thingy. I just want that attention. Sucks ey. I've joined the school 'talentime' with my funny looking shirt and vintage jeans with very high waist. I am a tudung wearer but in that particular occasion I purposely go without it, just wanted to know how will my other friends reacted. Nothing! Nothing happened. No admirers no nothing. Life as a teenager is the worst! Hahhaa. Im totally NOT good in that thing. Thank god. Then I moved on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A good girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After not being comfortable in that boyish style I've decided to totally changed into a 'perfect girl' type. Not that I'm pretty but I wanted to be like in the movies. This is where you can see as a teenager, when they thought that the movie is good and really do made and impact they will try to be like one! As for me I didn't remember which movie and I tried to be like that. Very calm, patient. At one point, there is a person who I admire secretly(at that time he's a University student) had given me a call! A total shock. But before that, I knew a friend of mine also likes him. So I played safe. I thought 'Maybe he's calling me to get the details about her'. i don't want to fall for him to soon and maybe he's playing me. So I played along. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Publicity in school was so cruel to me. My friends(including my closest friend in school) starting to blame me like I'm 'stealing' this girl opportunity.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt; When I got so close to the guy I told him 'Promise me you will never fall in love with me'.  At that time I thought that is the noble thing to do(of course as referred to the movie). So he said, 'Of course, we are bestfriend forever'. I wonder why didn't I found calmness after he said that. It actually hurting. In the end my friend and the guy did not even date. We were still close for about 2 years after that 'confession'. After that, we will only texting on certain occasion such as birthdays, Hari Raya etc. The following years.....never heard of him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Girl Power&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Through the end of my teenagers life I do not want to rely on anybody else which is good but also had its disadvantages. I'm a 1st year university student and I thought I'm all that. I stop listening to my family, friends and just go for mine. A lot happened because of my new so called girl-power-philosophy. My studies been soooooo bad that I nearly faint after i got my result in my first semester. Cried a lot. And then I realize how precious life is. I started to listen to what do people had in mind, observe things(which what i do most now)and be independent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is not all. I have a lot more to spill out but I think these are the most valuable things to share with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The university guy I met in my secondary school years, actually confessed he liked me after not in touch for about 3 years. Huhuhuhu. I regret it. I've learned my lesson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teenagers, good luck in choosing paths in life. And remember, we have to be responsible of what we have done so be careful in every step you take.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-kakyung-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9176688621723492223-5416080627504630546?l=kakyung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kakyung.blogspot.com/feeds/5416080627504630546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9176688621723492223&amp;postID=5416080627504630546&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9176688621723492223/posts/default/5416080627504630546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9176688621723492223/posts/default/5416080627504630546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kakyung.blogspot.com/2008/09/many-characters.html' title='Up close - Me as a teenager'/><author><name>Kakyung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10833919927847719835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fRX7hCKp6rk/SLJSL8lVMGI/AAAAAAAAAAY/gv7-Z5swnSs/S220/tidoq.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9176688621723492223.post-4898117474343216887</id><published>2008-09-08T09:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T09:30:16.593+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sahur jangan tak sahur!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hadis yang diriwayatkan daripada Abu Sa'id al-Khudri katanya: Rasulullah shallallahu 'alaihi wasallam bersabda: "Bersahur itu suatu keberkatan, maka janganlah kamu meninggalkannya walaupun hanya dengan meneguk seteguk air, kerana sesungguhnya Allah dan malaikat-Nya berselawat atas orang yang bersahur".(Hadis riwayat Imam Ahmad)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.religious-affairs.gov.bn/index.php?ch=bm_aplikasi&amp;amp;pg=bm_aplikasi_hadith&amp;amp;ac=21"&gt;Reference&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sooo jangan tinggal sahur keyhhhh....makan pon dapat pahala..best aper&lt;br /&gt;*wink2*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-kakyung-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9176688621723492223-4898117474343216887?l=kakyung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kakyung.blogspot.com/feeds/4898117474343216887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9176688621723492223&amp;postID=4898117474343216887&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9176688621723492223/posts/default/4898117474343216887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9176688621723492223/posts/default/4898117474343216887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kakyung.blogspot.com/2008/09/sahur-jangan-tak-sahur.html' title='Sahur jangan tak sahur!'/><author><name>Kakyung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10833919927847719835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fRX7hCKp6rk/SLJSL8lVMGI/AAAAAAAAAAY/gv7-Z5swnSs/S220/tidoq.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9176688621723492223.post-8411508937613638593</id><published>2008-09-03T09:04:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T10:34:34.511+08:00</updated><title type='text'>masalah dan malu</title><content type='html'>Hari kedua puasa. But then its the 1st working day of the week (which we all know 31st August is on sunday so the national holiday falls on monday and thats why tuesday is the 1st working day...aiyak sori aku tawu korg sumer tawu)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anywayyyyyy.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nak dijadikan citer...opis kitorg bagi memo, staff muslim boleh balik kol 5. Gembira siott&lt;br /&gt;So kol 5.01pm aku dah tap dah.&lt;br /&gt;Terusssss menuju ke bas dan dengan harapan leh sampai awal(sbb parents aku g anta adik aku p slim river blablabla..)&lt;br /&gt;Tapi malangnya shuttle bas kitorg lambat gerak sebab tunggu orang..kol 5 suku baru gerak&lt;br /&gt;Dah tentulah jalan sesak kannnn....&lt;br /&gt;Tapi tak pe..aku dengan yakin bolehnyer masih suka suki sbb nak lrt putra dr Kelana Jaya ke KL Sentral should be just another 20 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;Tapiiiiii...lrt plak buat hal...apersal laaa time aku beriya-iya nak cepat pendekmerah buat hal(referring to lrt kang milo x paham plakk nak buat explanation lagi apa lagi)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Sorry, we are experiancing unavoidable technical difficulties...."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arghhhhhhhh aku hampir2 batal pose dah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapi 15 menet kemudian lrt pun gerak. Sampai kt KL Sentral dah kol 6 setengah aiyoooo.&lt;br /&gt;Sib baik ktm yang aku salu kutuk2 tu on time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sampailahh kat bandar tasik selatan pukul 7 tepat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Satuuuuuuu lagi masalah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hari ni kene naik teksi..yerlah parents aku x de..x de siapa nak amek&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku tgk org queue dah melengkor cam ulor(slanga perak yerk)&lt;br /&gt;aku pun pasrah jelah beratur&lt;br /&gt;tak lama lepas tu....ada la satu teksi ni...pemandunya pompuan. Keluar dari teksi dia, pastu jerit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ada siapa nak pegi **** Damai ngan ***** Perdana?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku dengan expression yang sangat gembira sambil tangan melambai laju kat orang teksi tu tadi aku pun jawab...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;SAYA&lt;/span&gt;!!!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku berlari dengan segala kudrat yang tinggal pegi kat teksi tu pastuh tutup pintu sambil termengah-mengah.&lt;br /&gt;Pastu aku perasan....bila aku tengok kat tingkap pintu, semua orang tengah tengok aku....huhuhuhuhu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku pun rewind balik kat kepala aku apa yang terjadi....&lt;br /&gt;Dan seperti biasa...puaka seperti kami tidak mempunyai malu/segan yang lama&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walopon kekadg memalam seblom tdo aku bleyh cam..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Whatever.."tapi masih mimpi ngeri&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahaks!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9176688621723492223-8411508937613638593?l=kakyung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kakyung.blogspot.com/feeds/8411508937613638593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9176688621723492223&amp;postID=8411508937613638593&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9176688621723492223/posts/default/8411508937613638593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9176688621723492223/posts/default/8411508937613638593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kakyung.blogspot.com/2008/09/masalah-dan-malu.html' title='masalah dan malu'/><author><name>Kakyung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10833919927847719835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fRX7hCKp6rk/SLJSL8lVMGI/AAAAAAAAAAY/gv7-Z5swnSs/S220/tidoq.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9176688621723492223.post-4299361492901683150</id><published>2008-08-27T10:15:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T12:06:48.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jalan pampers!</title><content type='html'>Please bare in mind this is a TRUE story which i encountered myself yesterday on the way home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Petang semalam aku balik macam biasa naik KTM dari Batu Tiga nak ke KL Sentral. Nasib baiklah ada tempat duduk. Bersebelahan dengan aku ada seorang ibu dan anak perempuannya yang berusia lebih kurang 3 - 4 tahun. Anaknya berbaju pink comel dengan beg kecil di badannya. Sebaik sahaja aku duduk, aku pun mengeluarkan buku yang belum lagi kuhabiskan. Tidak berapa lama kemudian...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Mak, jomlah kita main...adik boring la," sambil menarik-narik lengan baju ibunya.&lt;br /&gt;"Nak main apa?"kata ibunya endah tak endah.&lt;br /&gt;"Kita main....'orang-orang' nak tak?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku pun terpikir amendelah...permainan 'orang-orang' ni. Dulu kecik-kecik tak de la pulak aku penah main 'orang-orang' ni.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ibunya masih berbuat endah tak endah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Mak, jomlah main 'orang-orang'!"&lt;br /&gt;"Iyalah-iyalah. Macam mana nak main?"&lt;br /&gt;"Cam ni, mak jadi orang, adik jadi pontianak"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku yang dari tadi yang memang tak khusyuk membaca terus tahan gelak. Takkan nak gelak bila kulit buku aku tu sah-sah tunjuk buku ni pasal pembunuhan? Damn!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Wooooouwoooouwoooo,"budak pompuan tu buat bunyi hantu yang menyebabkan aku lagi nak tergelak."&lt;br /&gt;"Mak lari la!" Time ni memang muka aku dah merah giler tahan gelak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Subang Jaya, Subang Jaya"&lt;/span&gt;bunyi announcement dalam tren.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;"Cubang Jaye tu apa mak?"&lt;br /&gt;"Subang Jayalah dik. Subang Jaya tu nama tempat"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ermmm...tak nak main 'orang-orang' lagilah. Eh jap, kita main 'bas-bas' pulak nak tak mak?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Telinga aku memang telah difokuskan untuk dengar apa yang budak pompuan ni nak cakap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Mak buat camni." Jari telunjuk ibunya ditegakkan ke atas dan diletakkan diatas peha ibunya.&lt;br /&gt;"Ok, sekarang mak jadi orang, adik jadi bas."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Memang aku dah tergelak dh time ni tapi cover dengan shawl yang aku bawak pegi opis ari2 tu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Tot tot..tot tot. Laa kenapa mak tak naik bas? Bas dah sampai ni"&lt;br /&gt;"Tak bestlah mak ni."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Setelah beberapa station.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Jalan Templer, Jalan Templer"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Mak, jalan pampers tu apa mak?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Memang masa ni aku gelak dengan air mata yang meleleh-leleh. Dengan susah payah aku tutup muka aku dengan buku aku tu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Jalan Templer la dik."&lt;br /&gt;"Jalan pampers?"&lt;br /&gt;"Jalan Templer!"Ulang ibunya lagi.&lt;br /&gt;"Jalan sempes?"&lt;br /&gt;"Jalan Templer!!"&lt;br /&gt;"Jalan perempes?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahahahahahahhahahahha kelaka gila weiiiiii.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Dah la dik, kita kira-kira nak?"ajak ibunya.&lt;br /&gt;"Nak!"&lt;br /&gt;"Ok, kita kira, 1....2....3.....20.....24..."Lepas tu si ibu membiarkan anaknya mengira sendiri. Aku tak berapa sure apa yang dikira sehinggalah....&lt;br /&gt;"Eh adik ni yang tak menyala janganla kira. Kira lampu yang menyala je." Laaaa kira tiang lampu rupanya.&lt;br /&gt;"Tiga tiga(33)....tiga empat(34)....tiga lima(35)....tiga enam(36)...tak sampai seratus pun!" kata budak tu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahahahahaha aku gelak lagi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Laaa mana boleh terus kira seratus kenalah kira satu-satu dulu. Nak kira sampai seratus la ni"terang ibunya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Jauhnye rumah Fara ni."Oooo nama budak tu Fara rupanya. Ibunya masih terus mengira sehigga tiang lampu yang ke 87 anaknya menyambung.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"lapan lapan(88)....lapan sembilan(89)....Sembilan sepulohhhh(90)!!!,"jerit budak tu.&lt;br /&gt;"Sembilan puluh la dik. Bukan sembilan sepuluh."&lt;br /&gt;"Ooooo."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seterusnya sampailah kami ke stesen KL Sentral. Budak tu nak balik ke Rawang sebab ibunya tanya kat aku kalo nk pegi Rawang nak turun kat sini ke? Nak pegi platform berapa?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kesimpulannya...best giler terserempak dengan kejadian-kejadian macam ni.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kepada Adik Fara, U really made my day! Thanks!. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9176688621723492223-4299361492901683150?l=kakyung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kakyung.blogspot.com/feeds/4299361492901683150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9176688621723492223&amp;postID=4299361492901683150&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9176688621723492223/posts/default/4299361492901683150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9176688621723492223/posts/default/4299361492901683150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kakyung.blogspot.com/2008/08/jalan-pampers.html' title='Jalan pampers!'/><author><name>Kakyung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10833919927847719835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fRX7hCKp6rk/SLJSL8lVMGI/AAAAAAAAAAY/gv7-Z5swnSs/S220/tidoq.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9176688621723492223.post-5029773391659921514</id><published>2008-08-25T11:15:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-25T13:49:15.088+08:00</updated><title type='text'>haper?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Your full name?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Farhan ******** BT Karim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Your nick name in school?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Pa'an, Ida, Jay(only Lavina called me with that name huhu maluuuu)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Your family called you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Kakyung&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Your friends called you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Ann/Anne. Eh jap berapa banyak soklan pasal nama daaaaa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Your age?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;23 yrs of age this coming December&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Siblings?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;8 of us. Im the eldest. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Height &amp;amp; Weight?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;lalalalalla....~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Do you have any illness/disease?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Just low blood pressure...x terok la....kott huhu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Your job post?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;IT Admin/Coordinator...(which i had never imagine)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Your girlfriend/boyfriend's name?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Eh perlu ke nih? Sebenarnye saya single and miserable huahuahuahua(isk isk)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Does she/he love you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Stupido!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; tukaq la soklan laenn aku hempuk kang!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Which one do you prefer, to call her/him 'my dear' or 'my love'?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Aku &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;emo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; la nikannn....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Do you have pets?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Sure do! Cats..meowww&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What type of movies do you like and what is your favourite series/movie?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Movie ekk...aku suka sumelah. As long as the cinematography and the plot/storyline is there. Suka Apocalypto, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Cloverfield&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Korean Movies, Sepi..blablablabla&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Do you have friends?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Duhhh!! Of course la ada. Ada ke org takde kawan? Eh adalaaaa...org yg suka2 hati je menipu + suka amek kesempatan(paham2 la korg tu sape ek)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;*emo lagi*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Who is your bestfriend?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;This question doesn't seem right to me. Coz I have like more than a dozen best/close friends. They are all matters to me. How can i just name one? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;*Shine*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;If you were to date a hollywood celebrity who would she/he be?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Rudy Youngblood...(slurrppppp) *subject to change hahahahah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Ala kenapa tak tanya football player? Sbb saya nak jawab Christiano Ronaldo wooohoooooo!Tastyyyy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;In life, have you ever accomplish anything?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I don't wanna brag but honestly speaking, I did. Except for I don't wanna compare my goals with others coz sometimes I could be an average simple lady in the making(buhuuu) but in any other times Im damn complicated. So yeah, I did n I'll definitely do more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Does it bother you if you have set your goals but couldn't achieve it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Yerp but not for long.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Your life so far?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Great! Saya bersyukur dgn apa aja sekrg ni.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Why don't you have girlfriend/boyfriend?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Celakerrrrrrrrrrrr!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;p/s: my own conflict my own damn answer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9176688621723492223-5029773391659921514?l=kakyung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kakyung.blogspot.com/feeds/5029773391659921514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9176688621723492223&amp;postID=5029773391659921514&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9176688621723492223/posts/default/5029773391659921514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9176688621723492223/posts/default/5029773391659921514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kakyung.blogspot.com/2008/08/haper.html' title='haper?'/><author><name>Kakyung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10833919927847719835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fRX7hCKp6rk/SLJSL8lVMGI/AAAAAAAAAAY/gv7-Z5swnSs/S220/tidoq.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9176688621723492223.post-4010168690340161472</id><published>2008-08-22T17:20:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T17:34:30.361+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gone baby gone</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Saya ada kucing. 4 ekor sumernyer. Tak termasuk yang come and go.&lt;br /&gt;Penghuni tetap: Tam, Toi, Tih &amp;amp; Anastacia.&lt;br /&gt;Pada satu hari, Toi pulang ke rumah dalam keadaan terhencut-hencut. Lalu saya pelik. Abah kata mungkin dia benda terpijak benda tajam kerana tapak kaki kanan belakangnya bengkak.&lt;br /&gt;Pada keesokan harinya dia menyambut abah pulang seperti biasa. Tetapi agak lambat muncul dari selalunya.&lt;br /&gt;Tidak berapa lama kemudian adik saya ternampak Toi terbaring di sebelah kolam ikan saya.&lt;br /&gt;"Toi......Toi....,"dengan nada yang kami selalu panggil. Tapi Toi tak bergerak malah mulutnya ternganga tetapi perutnya masih naik turun.&lt;br /&gt;Kami mulai risau. Hendak dibawa ke klinik hari sudah pukul 9.36 malam.&lt;br /&gt;Mama kata, "besok kita bawa ke klinik pagi-pagi."&lt;br /&gt;Keesokan harinya perut Toi sudah tidak lagi naik turun. Bila disentuh badannya sudah keras. Hati menangis sedih, air mata ditahan-tahan.&lt;br /&gt;"Goodbye my baby. Goodbye Toi. You'd bring happiness when you were with us"&lt;br /&gt;Penghuni tetap: Tam, Tih &amp;amp; Anastacia&lt;br /&gt;p/s: Selalu kalau aku balik, Toi mesti datang kemudian terbaring minta diangkat. Tapi sekarang....huhuhuhuhuhuhu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9176688621723492223-4010168690340161472?l=kakyung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kakyung.blogspot.com/feeds/4010168690340161472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9176688621723492223&amp;postID=4010168690340161472&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9176688621723492223/posts/default/4010168690340161472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9176688621723492223/posts/default/4010168690340161472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kakyung.blogspot.com/2008/08/gone-baby-gone.html' title='Gone baby gone'/><author><name>Kakyung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10833919927847719835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fRX7hCKp6rk/SLJSL8lVMGI/AAAAAAAAAAY/gv7-Z5swnSs/S220/tidoq.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9176688621723492223.post-8073587209177769679</id><published>2008-08-21T15:30:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T09:22:16.361+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hidup aku setakat ini...boooooringggg</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Ok, hari ni hari Khamis. Apa nak buat ek?&lt;br /&gt;Itulah soalan cepuemas yang hari-hari aku kene jawab in spite yang aku ni sebenarnya dah bekerja for about 4months now?&lt;br /&gt;Betul wei tak tipu. Seperti kata adik aku Damia, "kakyung, ko ni makan gaji buta ke?"&lt;br /&gt;Snap!! Cilakak punya budak. Aku tanak belanja kau makan dah!&lt;br /&gt;Tapi apa yang dia cakap tu, memang betul pun. For this month, I do nothing other than typical office work. Tengok tenet, check email, friendster, myspace, blogging etc.&lt;br /&gt;Eh, itu bukan apa yang korang sume buat kat opis ke? huhuhu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meh aku cerita perjalanan hidup aku sehari-hari. Setakat ni la.&lt;br /&gt;Pagi-pagi bangun dalam pukul 5.42am sebelum subuh so if I decided to puasa that day, sempat lagi la nak minum air ke haper ke kan. Why 5.42 am? Just psychology. Sengaja. Kalo aku letak kol 5.40am mesti aku cam tutup dulu phone tu and then tidur balik untuk 2 minit...kononnyer. Daripada aku terlanjur tidur sampai tengahhari besok, baiklah aku terus tambahkan lagi 2 minit tu terus. In fact, aku set alarm kat phone aku twice. Kol 5.30am sekali. Kegunaannya untuk menyedarkan aku daripada lalok. Kol 5.42am sekali. Kegunaannya untuk aku terus bangun la apo laie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mandi-mandi, solat subuh, lepas siap-siap mama, abah, aku ngan ili naik kereta kol 7.00am terus abah hantar aku dulu kat KL Sentral. This is where the most boring part is. Naik KTM, tahu-tahu ajelah. Nasib baiklah dia jarang delay pepagi, kalo tak kompom aku lambat sampai. The time for the KTM Komuter departing is at 7.43am. Biasanya pagi-pagi orang tak sesak sangat lagi..unless KTM buat drama, delay the earlier departing train which supposed to depart at 7.23. Aiyooo macam ikan sardin hancur dalam train tu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, seterusnya sampai je kat Stesen Shah Alam dalam pukul 8.25am, akan ada colleague aku amek. Oh lupa nak habaq mai, kitorang car pool 4 orang. tapi yang sorang tu on off. Ikut suka hati dialah bila nak ikut, bila tak nak ikut. Selalunya kalau dia nak ikut, we have to be aware most of the time he will be late. Sampai ada case colleague aku yang sorang lagi p tegur mamat ni suh datang awal sikit sebab nanti semua orang lambat. Eh apa aku merapik ni. haha. Apa-apa pun sejak dari tu mamat tu dah tak nak tegur colleague aku tu dah. Gila childish. Salah sendiri tak nak mengaku. Ok berbalik kepada cerita boring aku...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Biasanya kitorang akan sampai opis kat &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BUKIT JELUTONG&lt;/span&gt;, Shah Alam tu kol 8.50am(haa jangan tatau, kat situ bas tak masuk yer huhu). Masuk keje macam biasa. Time lunch biasanya kitorang pegi Giant Seksyen 13(tak silap aku la...tak berapa nak ingat seksyen berapa..yang aku tau nak makan je). Balik kol 6 tepat. Haha. Akulah orang yang akan mengajak balik. Tak kuasa aku nak duduk lama-lama kat opis ni. Dah la kat sini 98.9% pompuan. Lelaki melayu yang ada mungkinlah dalam 0.06%. So option tak banyak dan tak ada yang menarik(statement nih!) harusla aku nak balik cecepat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Benda yang sama berulang untuk perjalanan balik aku. Just balik aku tak stop kat KL Sentral tapi tukar train ke Seremban berhenti kat Bdr. Tasik Selatan. Then tunggu lagi abah amek aku kat situ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya Allah, tatau nak cakap betapa bosannya hidup aku 4 bulan ni. Bila sampai hujung minggu je aku gembira gila dan akan pastikan aku ada masa tidur kat rumah yang melibihi dari apa yang sepatutnya plusssss akan ada masa jugak untuk hangout ngan kekawan aku. Betapalah aku menghargai masa sekarang ni.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also find ways to be occupied masa dalam train samada pegi atau balik. One of it is to read books. I thought I'll never ever have time again to read books but now, I do!. Yerla sampai rumah lebih kurang pukul 8.45-9.00 malam. Mana nak mandi-manda, mana nak makan-makan, sembang-sembang, tengok tv kalau ada citer best. Currently tengah baca 'Murder is All The Rage' by Jonathan Kellerman. Halfway through, best jugak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, sekarang ni aku still kat ofis, tak ada apa nak buat tu yang blogging tu. Percaya? huhu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9176688621723492223-8073587209177769679?l=kakyung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kakyung.blogspot.com/feeds/8073587209177769679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9176688621723492223&amp;postID=8073587209177769679&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9176688621723492223/posts/default/8073587209177769679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9176688621723492223/posts/default/8073587209177769679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kakyung.blogspot.com/2008/08/hidup-aku-setakat-iniboooooringggg.html' title='hidup aku setakat ini...boooooringggg'/><author><name>Kakyung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10833919927847719835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fRX7hCKp6rk/SLJSL8lVMGI/AAAAAAAAAAY/gv7-Z5swnSs/S220/tidoq.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9176688621723492223.post-1337003709672181714</id><published>2008-08-19T10:36:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-19T10:36:57.087+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bercampur.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Abah, mama, bangunlah cepat dah pukul 5.51 ni. Parking penuh nanti."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abah dan mama ku bergerak-gerak. Tetapi masih dengan mata yang tertutup. Aku tergesa-gesa mencapai sejadah yang tersidai. Tetapi mataku sempat memandang ke dalam kamar tidur mereka.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Abah, mama cepatlah!" Suara ku tinggikan. Bukan marah tetapi berusaha mengejutkan mereka dari tidur. Akhirnya abah duduk sambil mengurut-ngurut kepalanya. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Sebenarnya kami bermalam di rumah sewa adikku di Cyberjaya untuk memudahkan kami segera sampai ke Majlis Konvokesyen ke-9 Universiti Multimedia. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Akhirnya pada pukul 7 pagi abah, mama dan aku sudah bersiap dan adik-adikku yang lain akan menyusul kemudian. Segeralah kami menuju ke Dewan konvokesyen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Selangkah demi selangkah makin mendekatkan aku dengan dewan dimaksudkan. Perlahan-lahan aku menghilang, seperti tidak lagi berada bersama abah, mama dan juga teman-teman yang kutemui disepanjang jalan. Aku sedang menghayati setiap bangunan yang pernah aku berada didalamnya. Ku amati meja-meja yang tersusun. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Pada masa ini wajah-wajah yang setia bersamaku sepanjang aku memerah keringat jugak otakku berselang seli muncul diingatan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Iya, aku menulis bukan kerana majlis konvokesyen ku tetapi untuk mereka yang berpenat lelah bersama denganku.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Fikri. Siapa dia?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Yang pasti dia bukan teman lelaki ku. Orangnya amat ceria. Murah senyuman. Lagaknya sering sahaja mengundang ketawa rakan sekelas. Terutamanya aku.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Setiap kali kami berada di kelas yang sama pasti ada sahaja gaya wataknya yang bersahaja yang membuatkan aku ketawa terbahak-bahak. Tidak pernah ku dengar orang mengata mengenai dirinya. Malah dia mempunyai rakan-rakan yang ramai serta teman wanita yang amat mencintai dirinya. Lainlah kalau aku ni, orangnya banyak mulut sudah tentu ada sahaja orang yang tak suka. Kami yang pertama kali duduk di dalam satu kumpulan untuk membuat assignment ku rasakan seperti sudah lama rapat. Fikri tidak mempunyai masalah untuk menolong ku yang lemah dalam matapelajaran kreatif-kreatif ni.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Namun pada masa cuti semester tidak lama dahulu, telefon bimbit ku rosak kerana terhentak kuat ke lantai. Ambil masa 2 hari juga untuk dibetulkan. Alkisahnya, saat telefon bimbit ku dihupkan, bertubi-tubi mesej masuk ke dalam telefon bimbitku. Dengan tidak bersedia dan tanpa curiga aku mula membaca satu persatu dan salah satunya….&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.5in; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;'An, aku nak bagitahu ni, Fikri dah tak de. Dia meninggal kelmarin. Aku call kau banyak kali tak dapat' -Wannur-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Aku terpempan, mesej-mesej itu ku baca berulang kali. Air mataku mula bertakung, akhirnya menitik tanpa henti. Tiada bunyi tangisan kerana aku separuh tidak percaya. Aku mula menekat punat telefon untuk mencari kebenaran. Saat temanku mengiyakan sahaja, tangisan tadi yang tertahan akhirnya terhambur keluar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Fikri." Bibirku bergumam saat didalam dewan konvokesyen. Airmata yang hampir keluar aku tegah dengan menggesel mataku. Aku kembali mendengar riuh suara keriangan kami. Namun aku tidak dapat&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;lari untuk teringat kepada seorang lagi rakanku.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Dia yang tidak perlu ku sebutkan namanya. Rasanya dia mengetahui siapa dirinya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Dia yang sangat happy-go-lucky berbeza dengan arwah Fikri yang low profile. Seharusnya disebut disini yang 'dia' masih sihat walafiat. Entah bila kami mula rapat dan saling bertukar cerita. Dia yang ku kenali keluarganya hanya dari ceritanya begitu juga aku. Sebetulnya kami telah berjanji mahu meraikan hari ini bersama-sama tetapi entah di mana silapnya, dia terkandas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Saat ku baling tinggi topi ijazah diluar dewan, bergambar beramai-ramai bersuka ria, wajahnya terimbas di mata.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Kepada kamu, bohonglah aku katakan bahawa aku tidak gembira dengan majlis konvokesyen yang mengiktiraf penat lelahku selama ini.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Tetapi aku juga berbohong jika mengatakan aku tidak mengingati kamu. Mengharapkan kita sama-sama menjerit riang, bergelak ketawa tetapi apakan daya. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;God always has a better plan for us!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Jadi, jangan meminta maaf mengatakan kamu tidak dapat hadir. Aku sama-sekali memahami betapa remuknya hati kamu tidak dapat bersama kami. Tetapi separuh lagi hatiku berharap kamu datang meraikan. Sepatutnya kamu maafkan aku yang tidak dapat menahan rasa sedih kerana kamu tidak hadir bersama.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;I will definitely couldn't wait for your convocation next year!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Walau apa pun kegembiraan aku pada hari itu memang tidak dapat diungkapkan. Dua orang adikku tidak dapat bersama kerana sedang membuat persediaan menghadapi peperiksaan di sekolah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;'Tak pe, nanti kakyung tunjuk gambar kat korang ek.!'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Terima Kasih kepada keluarga ku, teman-teman rapatku yang sama-sama meraikan. Aku terharu!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;P/s: Bunga, teddy bear dan coklat yang korang bagi tu, TERIMA KASIH YANG TERAMAT!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;-kakyung-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9176688621723492223-1337003709672181714?l=kakyung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kakyung.blogspot.com/feeds/1337003709672181714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9176688621723492223&amp;postID=1337003709672181714&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9176688621723492223/posts/default/1337003709672181714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9176688621723492223/posts/default/1337003709672181714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kakyung.blogspot.com/2008/08/bercampur.html' title='bercampur.....'/><author><name>Kakyung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10833919927847719835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fRX7hCKp6rk/SLJSL8lVMGI/AAAAAAAAAAY/gv7-Z5swnSs/S220/tidoq.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9176688621723492223.post-8078828813551572940</id><published>2008-08-19T10:34:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-19T10:44:13.862+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kerana dialah aku.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Termenung aku kala senja mula menampakkan warnanya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; Mataku tertancap pada langit yang kian memerah. Kemudian aku terdengar-dengar seperti ada orang memanggil namaku.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; "Parhan.....Parhan..."kuat suara itu memanggil. Sebutan yang sepatutnya berbunyi 'Farhan' langsung berubah maksud.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; Aku tidak menyahut. Hanya lekas-lekas mencuci kaki ku yang kotor akibat meredah semak mencari paku-pakis untuk bermain 'masak-masak' tanpa berkasut.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; "Parhan..!!" Semakin keras suara itu memanggil.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; "Iya, pah. Nak masuk la ni."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; "Apa anak perempuan dah azan maghrib baru ingat nak balik," Opah ku membebel-bebel dengan loghat perak yang pekat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; "Dah, pegi masuk sembahyang, lepas tu amik al-Quran," suruhnya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; Beginilah nasibku setiap kali musim cuti sekolah. Opah ku dari Kuala Kangsar akan duduk bersama kami untuk menengok-nengok kami yang sedia maklum nakal dan degilnya. Tapi dengan opah, kami tak berani nak melawan. Semuanya mengikut macam lembu dicucuk hidung.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; "Ha sambung lagi mukasurat sebelah," suruh opahku.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; "Tapi pah, tadi dah 5 muka &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:city style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;surat&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;," jawabku.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; "Baca lagi," tegas opahku.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; Aku yang duduk bersila dari tadi sudah mula lenguh-lenguh. Kaki ku sudah tidak selesa dan perlu diluruskan. Namun aku hanya menurut kata opahku untuk meneruskan pembacaan al-Quran.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; Setelah selesai membaca dan menandakan dimuka &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:city style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;surat&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; terakhir yang aku baca untuk hari itu aku terus bangun untuk menonton tv. Terus kaki ku diserang rasa kebas. Ngilu betul rasanya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; "Parhan.." Suara kuat itu kedengaran lagi, melanggar gegendang telingaku yang sedang nyenyak tidur.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; "Bangun! Sembahyang subuh. Dah nak habis waktu dah," marah opahku.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; Aku terpisat-pisat mendengar teriakan opahku. Rasa menyesal pula tidak mengikut sepupuku ke ruhmahnya. Mesti sekarang ni aku tengah berselubung lagi dengan selimut. Dengan rasa yang teramat malas, aku bangun juga untuk mengambil wudu' dan seterusnya menunaikan solat subuh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; "Ha nak pegi mana tu?" Tanya opahku.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; "Jangan nak tidur balik, pegi amik al-Quran. Sambung baca juzu' yang semalam."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; "Eeee, malas la" Aku melawan. Tetapi kakiku tetap melangkah mengambil al-Quran dan duduk mengadap opahku. Dan seperti biasa kaki ku sudah tak tertahan lagi kebasnya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; Sepanjang cuti sekolah pada waktu itu, opahku akan berada dirumah dan pada setiap kali selepas waktu solat (iya setiap selepas waktu solat!) kaki ku akan kebas sekebas kebasnya kerana membaca al-Quran yang kadang-kadang lebih dari 10 muka surat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;                       &lt;p  class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;Diwaktu rakan-rakan sebayaku yang lain hanya khatam sekali kebanyakannya dan ada juga yang langsung tidak mengenal huruf jawi apatah lagi membaca kitab Allah itu, tetapi disebabkan opah, aku khatam al-Quran sebanyak 3 kali sewaktu disekolah rendah. Itu tak termasuk lagi khatam semasa di bulan Ramadhan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oleh sebab opahlah aku terhindar dari suka meninggalkan solat. Surah yasin semakin dekat kepada hatiku dan ayat kursi dan surah al-mulk sering menjadi bacaanku sebelum tidur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Menyesal dulu aku kadang-kadang melawan opah yang melarangku untuk bermain di tengah hari yang panas terik. Menyesal aku apabila mengatakan dia lebih sayangkan adik-adikku daripada diriku. Menyesal aku apabila mengharap supaya opah tidak datang ke rumah kami pada setiap kali cuti sekolah. Pada hakikatnya, Ramadhan yang akan datang ini genaplah 3 tahun pemergian opah yang amat aku sayangi. Air mataku yang bertakung dari tadi akhirnya gugur juga tatkala azan maghrib singgah ke pendengaranku. Apa yang mampu aku lakukan sekarang hanya menyedekahkan Surah al-Fatihah kepadanya. Semoga rohnya dicucuri rahmat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Al-Fatihah.&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;-kakyung-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9176688621723492223-8078828813551572940?l=kakyung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kakyung.blogspot.com/feeds/8078828813551572940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9176688621723492223&amp;postID=8078828813551572940&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9176688621723492223/posts/default/8078828813551572940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9176688621723492223/posts/default/8078828813551572940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kakyung.blogspot.com/2008/08/kerana-dialah-aku.html' title='Kerana dialah aku.....'/><author><name>Kakyung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10833919927847719835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fRX7hCKp6rk/SLJSL8lVMGI/AAAAAAAAAAY/gv7-Z5swnSs/S220/tidoq.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9176688621723492223.post-2401340371646515242</id><published>2008-08-19T10:32:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-19T10:39:05.295+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Entah apa tajuk yang sepatutnyer aku letak....</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Dulu, masa aku baru2 masuk mmu, pah(singkatan untuk opah) ikut sekali kami satu family&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Berhimpit2 kami sebelas orang dalam van abah tu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Yerlah aku nih adik-beradik 8 orang, keluarga ramai...macam ni lah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Sampai2 jer kat mmu..masa tu mmu Melaka..time alpha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Kemas2 bilik...aku pun salam lah dengan sumer adik-beradik aku. Aku tawu &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;sumer&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; muka bangga jer dapat anta kakak sulung diorg nih ke universiti hehe tapi sorang pun x bersuara..maklumlah kami ni keluarga ego, masing2 muka ketat je.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Kemudian aku salam mama aku, air mata dier menitik kat tangan aku...dier peluk aku. Mama x kata apa pun tapi aku tawu dalam hati dier punyalah mama senang hati.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Kemudian aku salam abah, abah hulur duit kat aku...."cukup ke duit tu kakyung?"..aku anggukkan aja.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Aku hulur tangan kat pah pulak. Aku cium tangan dia. Pah genggam tangan aku kuat2 dia peluk aku erat2, memandang muka aku dengan seribu satu harapan "belajar pandai2 ya farhan"..gugur jugak air mata aku yang dr tadi aku tahan2.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Betapa besar harapan mereka terhadap aku.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Adalah satu hari ni, aku tgh exam masa ni...dalam masa aku tengah berjalan kaki nak pegi makan adalah sorg hamba Allah nih langgar aku dengan motor dari belakang. Tempang gaklah aku sebulan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Abah hari2 urut kaki aku, "kenapalah dia langgar anak abah..kesian anak abah," perlahan je abah cakap. Sayu aku dengar abah cakap macam tu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Satu hari tu adik perempuan aku, Muna&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;bercerita dengan aku masa aku balik rumah time cuti. Mama membebel dengan adik aku yang sorang lagi ni...suka sangat berjalan-jalan...dia masih bersekolah menengah lagi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Cubalah kau jadi macam kakyung kau tu, dia tu malas2 pun dia x de nak keluar2 berjalan-jalan macam kau ni, baik je duduk kat rumah mama sayang dia macam tu" Terharu aku dengar. Mama aku tu bukan jenis suka puji orang depan2. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Masa aku bersekolah dulu aku nih memang malas, mama selalu membebel suruh beri contoh yang baik pada adik2. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Hari ini, hari terakhir aku mengambil exam di mmu(cyberjaya). Belum officially graduate sebab belum convo tapi aku rasa seronok campur bangga juga bahagia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Tak sabar aku nak beri hasil titik peluh aku kepada family aku....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Aku tahu tulisan ini tidak menggambarkan kesemua pengorbanan yang telah kedua mama dan abahku lakukan untuk aku tapi cukuplah untuk menceritakan betapa aku bersyukur dirahmati Allah dengan mempunyai Ibu Bapa seperti mama dan abah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Pada mama yang apabila malam menjengah mama dtg ke bilik tidurku mengusap ubun2ku sambil membaca ayat2 suci al-quran dan kemudian menghembuskannya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Pada abah yang sering menjadi tempat aku melepaskan tangis tatkala hidup mengajar aku erti kehidupan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Pada pah(sebelah abah) yang beriya-iya menangis dan risau semasa aku accident dulu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Pada arwah pah(sebelah mama) yang memandikan aku selama 44 hari sewaktu aku masih bayi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Pada adik-beradik aku yang aku tahu mereka menghormati aku selama ini&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Terima Kasih&lt;/strong&gt; atas segala kasih sayang yang tidak mungkin dapat aku balas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Mencintai Tuhan itu yang didahulukan,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Mencintai mama begitu mudah aku luahkan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Mencintai abah bahagia aku rasakan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Mencintai saudara2 ku yang saban hari aku doakan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Mencintai diri itu yang amat diperlukan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;sekian.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" &gt;-kakyung-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9176688621723492223-2401340371646515242?l=kakyung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kakyung.blogspot.com/feeds/2401340371646515242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9176688621723492223&amp;postID=2401340371646515242&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9176688621723492223/posts/default/2401340371646515242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9176688621723492223/posts/default/2401340371646515242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kakyung.blogspot.com/2008/08/entah-apa-tajuk-yang-sepatutnyer-aku.html' title='Entah apa tajuk yang sepatutnyer aku letak....'/><author><name>Kakyung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10833919927847719835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fRX7hCKp6rk/SLJSL8lVMGI/AAAAAAAAAAY/gv7-Z5swnSs/S220/tidoq.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9176688621723492223.post-2203047584968653113</id><published>2008-08-19T10:28:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-19T10:31:38.727+08:00</updated><title type='text'>U really have to read this if u were born in 1985 n earlier!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="testimonialbody"&gt;credit to the person who wrote this&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="testimonialbody"&gt;not me =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="testimonialbody"&gt;ceritanya camni,&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div class="testimonialbody"&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="testimonialbody"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Kita membesar dgn menonton G-Force, He-man,&lt;br /&gt;Transformers, Thundercats, Silver Hawk, Woody&lt;br /&gt;Woodpecker, Chipmunks and Mickey Mouse. Not&lt;br /&gt;to forget Ninja Turtles, Mask, Smurfs dan Voltron.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;berus gigi time waktu rehat kat skolah&lt;br /&gt;rendah?...hmm, mesti pegang&lt;br /&gt;cawan warna-warni kan. mencangkung kat tepi&lt;br /&gt;parit dgn classmates semua kat seblah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ingat tak, misi kat skolah masuk kelas dgn list&lt;br /&gt;dentist appointment.&lt;br /&gt;pastu bunyi gigi member kite kene gerudi kat bilik&lt;br /&gt;sebelah. ada gigi yang berlubang, kene laa tampal.&lt;br /&gt;ni sure korang igt...program minum susu di skolah.&lt;br /&gt;nak galakkan budak2 time tuh minum susu.&lt;br /&gt;sekotak 30 sen jek beb...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cikgu2 kalau nak denda, mesti guna pembaris&lt;br /&gt;panjang warna kuning tu. pukul tapak tangan...kan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;semangkuk mi sup ke, mihun sup ke, 30 sen jek&lt;br /&gt;kat kantin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hankyu Jaya, Yaohan - shopping complex yang&lt;br /&gt;popular utk meluangkan masa dgn family. ni for&lt;br /&gt;those yg dok KL laa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time skolah menengah, korang sure beli kasut&lt;br /&gt;skolah Bata BM Turbo atau Pallas Jazz. ada yang&lt;br /&gt;suka kasut high-cut yang buatan china tu... ada&lt;br /&gt;yang suka stoking tebal laaa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;internet? email? mendalah ape tu? CD? ape tu?&lt;br /&gt;kaset tape penah laa dgr. tiket wayang pun 5&lt;br /&gt;inggit je.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kite pegi kedai runcit, beli Chickerdis, Mamee ,&lt;br /&gt;Kum Kum, UFO, O-Ya,&lt;br /&gt;Ding Dang chocolate balls yang ada mainan kat&lt;br /&gt;dlm die, 'telur' keras warna warni, 'rokok' chewing&lt;br /&gt;gum, KIKI Bubble Gum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tak dilupakan, 'Ti Kam'. bile dah abih exam, main&lt;br /&gt;Monopoly la, Donkey la, Happy Family laa dlm&lt;br /&gt;class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tapi bunyi loceng laa yang paling best skali. boleh&lt;br /&gt;beli aiskrim ngan&lt;br /&gt;apek kat luar skola tuh... lagi satu loceng masa&lt;br /&gt;nak pegi rehat. tinggal kan keje skolah, jom kita&lt;br /&gt;pegi makan. budak2 yg dpt Rancangan Makanan&lt;br /&gt;Tambahan (RMT) mesti kluar awal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lagi satu yang seronok mase time Pendidikan&lt;br /&gt;Jasmani, PJ. main bola laa, rounders laa...&lt;br /&gt;permainan kegemaran, main guli, batu seremban,&lt;br /&gt;penutup botol, batang aiskrim, 'Pepsi Cola one-two-&lt;br /&gt;three', 'Police &amp;amp; Sentry', kejar2 duduk...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kita hilangkan dahaga dgn aiskrim 10 sen. yang&lt;br /&gt;tube aiskrim, ada byk2 color tu. kalau nak makan,&lt;br /&gt;kene patahkan kat tengah2 die!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lipat kertas kecik2, pastuh buat lastik. hmmm..ni&lt;br /&gt;pun kita main dulu&lt;br /&gt;ni. baling2 kapur laa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm...budak2 kat university skarang, kebanyakan&lt;br /&gt;nye lahir thn 1987/88. skarang digelar 'remaja'.&lt;br /&gt;bagi diorg, diorg mane penah dgr lagu 'We Are the&lt;br /&gt;World, We Are the Children...' dan lagu 'Uptown&lt;br /&gt;Girl' yang diorg tau, yg Westlife nyanyi....bkn Billy&lt;br /&gt;Joel nyanyi...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bagi diorg, ada satu je Jerman kat dunia ni, dan&lt;br /&gt;ade satu je&lt;br /&gt;Vietnam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AIDS wujud sejak diorg lahir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CD pun wujud time diorg lahir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michael Jackson dah putih dah time tu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Diorg percaya Spiderman dgn Incredible Hulk tu&lt;br /&gt;filem2 baru.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Diorg tak bley bayangkan skrin hitam putih utk&lt;br /&gt;sebuah komputer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Diorg tak penah tau pun 'Atari' dgn 'Game &amp;amp;&lt;br /&gt;Watch'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Diorg tak percaya penah ada TV hitam putih...dan&lt;br /&gt;diorg skarang tak reti nak switch on TV kalau xde&lt;br /&gt;remote control. dan diorg tak paham macam mane&lt;br /&gt;kite boleh survive dkt universiti tanpa handphone...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm...jom kite check, kite ni dah tua ke:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. korg paham ape yang korang baca kat atas ni,&lt;br /&gt;dan korg sure tersenyum&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. kebanyakan member2 skolah menengah kite&lt;br /&gt;dah kawin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. korg sure pelik bile nengok bdak2 kecik main&lt;br /&gt;komputer, selamba je&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. kita geleng kepala bile nengok bdak2 skolah&lt;br /&gt;menengah guna handphone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. kita dah tak byk sembang2 dgn member melalui&lt;br /&gt;telefon lagi setiap&lt;br /&gt;hari&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. bile jumpe member lame dari semasa ke&lt;br /&gt;semasa, seronok bile&lt;br /&gt;bersembang pasal cerite2 lame, cerite2 kelakar&lt;br /&gt;yang kite alami mase dulu time kecik2, nakal2&lt;br /&gt;dulu...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. last skali, bile dah bace email ni, korang akan&lt;br /&gt;terpikir utk&lt;br /&gt;forwardkan dkt member2 lame korg. Sure diorg&lt;br /&gt;suke punye laa...hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yaa, kite pun dah semakin tua!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teringat zaman2 dulu kan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: how sweet n i do miss all that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://x.myspace.com/images/blog/smileys/cold.gif" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9176688621723492223-2203047584968653113?l=kakyung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kakyung.blogspot.com/feeds/2203047584968653113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9176688621723492223&amp;postID=2203047584968653113&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9176688621723492223/posts/default/2203047584968653113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9176688621723492223/posts/default/2203047584968653113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kakyung.blogspot.com/2008/08/u-really-have-to-read-this-if-u-were.html' title='U really have to read this if u were born in 1985 n earlier!!!'/><author><name>Kakyung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10833919927847719835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fRX7hCKp6rk/SLJSL8lVMGI/AAAAAAAAAAY/gv7-Z5swnSs/S220/tidoq.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
