once upon a diamond-second

I still remember how hard it was. T'was late night, when I back from work, sit in front my laptop with a hot tea and sometimes biscuits and bread to fill my empty tummy. I was exhausted simultaneously excited.

T'was late night. When I stare at my notes and start to let the tears fall. Yes I was exhausted again. But not that excited. I started to think, how long this will be? How many words must I fill in? What kind of drama should I create? And so... and so...

T'was late night, I called my loved one and start to weep. I was again... exhausted. He told that I must be strong. Victory ain't that easy. In fact, there's nothing easy in this world. So I start again and swept my tears. And so I recharged, again.

I felt it. The hardwork, struggle, and hope. It was there.. and still there. These few days has been good for me. I feel the blessing. Syukur Ya Allah for gave show me the path. It was something I never thought I would encountered. I feel great and blessed. It is Your mercy, I am still here. It is Your bless, I have my own masterpiece (oh I know I am so junior in this industry but yes, my first born baby is from my hardwork and stubborn-ness trying to figure out something inside. And yes, I did.)

Today, I couldn't believe my eyes and still not trying to believe although I have been happy like monkey. I jump on the couch, I stare at the laptop like I saw a ghost, my finger was cold, I shake my self upside down trying to get real. But it was what I saw. My eyes didn't lie. It was there. My pink chocolate is there. I feel like crying but I turn it to one cute (okay, I lied. It was a miserable) laugh.

I feel like reveal it here. But I couldn't. Somehow, I don't want to be more than I suppose to be. I am afraid. And I am not that confidence with myself. Maybe later. When Im ready. But now... I might just smile from far. Hope y'all will like it. Whatever 'it' is.

Love. Hugs. Kisses Kazoos.

aftermath

She was cheated.

By a boyfriend whose ungrateful to what she have done. Ungracious.

By a boyfriend whose call for a break through the phone. Coward.

By a boyfriend whose slept with another girl. Misbehave.

The revenge was paid.

She led an utmost fabulous life.

She won almost everything she encountered.

She was (still) blessed with her Most Merciful Allah.

She was surrounded by her besties. Who loves her so much.

I'm proud of you sayang. Hopefully this is the right path and will never end. I wish you meet with someone who can love and care for you the way it should be. The hell to that shit. Ain't nothing to you anymore. Happy ya!

Love. Hugs. Kisses Kazoos.

budget wedding and the donkey

cracker by Natalie Dee (edited by moi)

Now that's what you call poseur.

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Donkey has strike again. This time trying to gather a clan (I think) to continuously traduce and to revile. But it's okay... I dont need anything to get my name on top. In fact, I dont even want it. So suit yourself. You are free to doink!

Love. Hugs. Kisses Kazoos.

hahaha 1

Apakah perkara pertama yang akan anda sebut apabila mengangkat telefon? Ada dua jawapan yang pasti.

i) Assalamualaikum

ii) Hello

(Hoi belum lagi. Kalau telefon tu ada keluar nama mungkin perkataan itu yang keluar.)

Dan selepas itu pasti anda akan terus memanggil orang yang berkenaan untuk menjawab panggilan. Ada satu kisah yang membuatkan saya tidak pernah kering gusi. Satu terapi ketawa yang tidak seberapa untuk anda semua...

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Beberapa tahun yang lepas...

Di sebuah malam yang harmoni....

Emak, Acik, Alang, adik-adik dan sepupu-sepupu duduk melepak di bahagian dapur setelah menonton Buletin Utama di TV3. Keriuhan seperti hari-hari biasa ibarat sudah lama tidak berjumpa walhal hari-hari pun nampak muka yang sama. Perbualan berteraskan hal ehwal semasa yang berlaku di sekeliling, beruk Aboi beranaklah, Mami Jarum pasang matalah dan beberapa hal ehwal semasa yang lain.

Tiba-tiba telefon berdering. John (bukan nama sebenar) berlari untuk mengangkat gagang telefon. Serta-merta seisi rumah terus sepi ibarat malaikat baru lalu. Telefon diangkat...

Keluarga yang lain terus membisu. Menanti patah pertama yang bakal keluar daripada mulut beliau. Sebaik saja beliau membuka mulut, sesaat dirasakan begitu lama sekali untuk berlalu apabila semua mata sempat terjengil sebelum terus berguling-guling ketawa. John dengan muka menahan malu, terus tersipu. Hendak lari masuk bilik, harus lalu depan keluarga. Hendak lari keluar rumah, hari sudah malam, maklumlah zaman anak-anak...

Mengapa sampai satu keluarga ketawa dan terus ketawa? Sehinggakan makcik hamba yang berada di talian turut tergamam? Begini ucapan pertamanya...

Telefon diangkat.

John: Bismillahirrahmannirrahim...

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Tidakkah anda rasa seperti sedang bercakap di telefon bersama malaikat maut?

Love. Hugs.Kisses Kazoos.

an attempt to commit suiside

This is my first post to comment about Malaysia politics (the current controversial one). Well, I dont really like to show my angst towards the unfair politics situation Malaysian face now (Okay one emo-point just been pointed haih...)

Well, it's related to the GST (goods service & tax). I read in the star newspaper today about the intention of our prime minister asked the government servant (or whoever they were) to support GST thus to increase the government revenue to help give the government servant a high wages. Okay, let me just quote some sentences.

"Najib who is also finance minister, said the goods and services tax (GST) was one way of increasing the government's revenue.

'That is why GST is important. People want higher wages but are not willing to support GST. I need the support of the 1.2 million government employees.'

'If you want better pay, I have to strengthen the government's revenue base....'"

the star newspaper

What is this? Increase the government revenue to give high wages to government servant? Now I wonder... do all of employees in Malaysia aregovernment servant? What about yees in private sector? Yees with low income rate? People who live in the city with low family income per month? Them, in rural area? What will happen to them? Broadcasting them in Bersamamu?

*sigh*

Really our government desperate to increase their revenue? Yes, I know that government (biggest) revenue from the taxes. But, what does Malaysian get when they do GST? 1 Malaysia? That is not what they demand. I speak for myself yes politicians you may laugh now but seriously you cant fool us students who urged to get update with the current news and history and everything (well, almost everything). GST will just be a burden to us, an ordinary Malaysian.

"GST is a consumption tax. It is your customer who bears the burden of the tax."

quoted by Dr Arjunam Subramanian in biz.thestar.

Now there you go... Customer who bears the burden of tax (yeah like Malaysia per capita income is what? 30k?)

Okay, IF I am not that clever to discuss about this or maybe something in my writing has been mislead, I beg for anyone to correct me. I dont want any argument about GST or politics or whatever crap I just want anyone to tell me the merits of supporting GST for us, now and in future. Please tell this poor girl and explain briefly about GST merits. I know there are some. I know that basic necessities (food) will be zero-rated. But still the benefits seldom catch my eyes. How about the canned food? Then we, students might face difficulties later on. Please save half of our loan for the tax!

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*sigh*

I am disturb with this kind of issues and hope that a better explanation without fooling people around will be hear if the government insists to raise the government revenue for government servant who demand high wages. Ceh. Most of you not work that hard la weh..

Love. Hugs. Kisses Kazoos.