Saturday, August 21, 2010

Kau Pergi...

Sayu terpisah
Hikayat indah kini hanya tinggal sejarah
Berhembus angin rindu
Begitu nyamannya terhidu wangian kasihmu
Hujan lebat mencurah kini
Bagaikan tiada henti
Kaulah laguku kau irama terindah
Tak lagi kudengari
Kau pergi... pergi...
Sepi tanpa kata
Terdiam dan kaku tak daya kau kulupa
Apa pun kata mereka
Biarkan kenangan berbunga di ranting usia
Hujan lebat mencurah kini
Bagaikan tiada henti
Kaulah laguku kau irama terindah
Tak lagi kudengari
Kau pergi... pergi...
Hujan lebat mencurah kini
Bagaikan tiada henti
Kaulah laguku kau irama terindah
Tak lagi kudengari
Kau pergi... pergi...
Kau pergi... pergi...
Pergi...


Sunday, July 18, 2010

Mak Cik Cleaner

"Tingkat ni banyak Cina ke?" tanya mak cik tu.
"Tak la. Banyak Melayu. Kenapa mak cik?" aku tanya balik.
"Kenapa bersepah sangat lantai ni dengan tisu??" "Baru sehari takde orang cuci. Huh" keluh mak cik tu.

Kesian mak cik cleaner. Seksa dia kena bersihkan tandas tu. Tisu berterabur kat lantai, melekat2. Abu rokok dengan puntung rokok berterabur merata2. Ade je tong sampah dengan pasir untuk cucuh rokok tu, tapi orang suka bawak masuk jamban.
Mak cik tu baik. Tandas tu dia tutup untuk bersihkan, tapi dia masih kasi aku masuk untuk aku tukar baju. Berborak2 la kite.

Tandas tu memang kotor. Nama je kerja kat bank.

Orang2 sini terlalu selesa ada orang tolong bersihkan tandas 4x sehari. Tak pernah rasa kasihan dan beryukur.
Tolong lah, mak cik cleaner tu manusia biasa jugak. Ade perasaan, ade rase penat. Tak kesian ke kat dia?

"Diorang tu taktau ke mak cik keje teruk bersihkan tandas ni? Nak buat kerja HALAL pun susah. Takde orang hargai."

Tukang kutip sampah, tukang bersihkan longkang, sapu jalan, mak cik cleaner, semua ni kerja yang orang pandang hina dan remeh.
Tapi orang tak tau ke ni la kerja yang paling penting kat negara kita ni?
Tong sampah tak penuh berulat busuk penuh gagak; longkang tak tersumbat sampai banjir, jalan takde bangkai, selut, tanah, selamat untuk kereta dan motor; tandas pejabat dan awam tak busuk, najis bersepah2, busuk dan rosak, geli dan berkuman.
Takde diorang, sumpah korang taknak tinggal sini.
Hargai pengorbanan orang lain. Lagi2 mereka yang berusaha bersungguh2 untuk memberikan kita kesenangan dan keselesaan.
Gaji diorang mungkin sikit, tapi mereka la yang sanggup buat semua kerja yang kita tak sanggup buat.

"Mak cik buat kerja halal dik. Kat luar sana tu banyak makan gaji haram. Kereta besar, tapi rumah flet je. Dik rase camne die dapat kereta tu?"

Wallahualam.

Mak cik la hero negara.

Tuesday, June 22, 2010

Sweat.

I want a break from accounting, so i got a break from accounting.
Lessen the burden on my soul. And mind.

Do I like my new job?
Heck no!
Answering calls and solve their problems is not my cup of tea.
I get to do competitors' research.
I get to test their new online program.
I'm the youngest, so they expect I know all things old people don't.

I appreciate the trust and responsibility. And the workload.
No job is easy.
Earning money works a sweat.

I'll get around it somehow.
To the job I love most.
In the mean time, Alhamdulillah.

I'll take care of the bills, papi.
I'll give you extra allowance, mommy.
Brother's gonna bring you to the movies.
What? Toy Story?
Sure, gladly!

Monday, May 24, 2010

Of Lamborghini and Degree.

Convocation timeeeeeeeeeeeee!

Yeaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay not.

What's so special, huh? huh?? huh???
Hot and humid, the hall is not nice (avoiding using negative word, like ugly. lolz), not grand, plain, old, creaky, dangerous (kinda look like it).

I've seen my friends' convocation overseas. OMFGBBQWTF! MAJESTIC! That's how it should be done.
The hall is grand. Or, maybe a stadium. Full of win.
I want a freaking ceremony in a park!!! That's hot! No. Not hot hot. But hot awesome hot.
I'd like to show you a picture. I kinda saw a picture of a friend of mine, his ceremony was freaking cool. But i forgot who, hence I can't find the picture.
So, no picture.
Imagine it yourself.
At night, on a park, with lots of lights.
Awesomeness.

Sourgrapes.

Actually, the fact is, I'm just plain disappointed. I'm not proud at all of my achievements. I think it is below par. Waaaaaay below.
I felt it when I took my Diploma. I set my mind not to feel the same thing when I take my Degree.

Alas.

Hence the name of the blog. I screwed up.

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But I'm sure I'll forget all about it when I get my hand on my first million ringgit.

And Lamborghini.

Sick.

Saturday, May 1, 2010

Balls!

I didn't bust my balls for more than 16 years just to be your Average Joe!
I want to be more than that!

I'm gonna take any opportunity by the scruff on the neck and make it something new and successful!

I have a point to prove.

Friday, April 30, 2010

Aku bingung.

Apa yang aku mahu sebenarnya?
Apa yang aku harapkan?
Apa yang aku impikan?

Keliru. Sungguh. Celaru.

Tak tahu apa yang aku nak. Tak tahu jalan apa yang aku harus ambil.
Adakah sebab nawaitu aku dulu lain dari apa yang aku nak sekarang?

Dulu nawaitu aku nak jadik pilot selepas belajar. Aku nak pass fizik dengan add maths supaya cukup syarat.
Alhamdulillah, aku dapat lebih dari apa yang aku sasarkan.
Rezeki bertambah murah apabila diberi peluang untuk sambung belajar di UiTM.

Tapi nawaitu aku nak menjadi juruterbang. Ayah tahu, adik tahu.
Tapi ayah mahu ku teruskan belajar sebagai pelapik di kala waktu susah. Aku paham dan aku setuju.
Manusia hanya boleh merancang, Allah SWT menentukan.
Adik aku meninggal dalam usaha mencapai cita2 aku dan dia.
Hati berbelah bagi.

Kalau teruskan cita2, mak mesti sedih dan fobia, ayah juga.
Aku ada degree perakaunan, macam2 boleh ambil.
Tapi, tu la. Niat tak sama. Nak buat keputusan pun tak tahu.
Jadi memilih, terlalu pandang ke hadapan, over ambitious.
Akhirnya apa2 pun tak dapat.

Istikharah dan doa supaya keputusan yang tepat dalam hidup dapat dibuat.

Sunday, April 11, 2010

Its been a long time...

I miss him.
Doing nothing at home makes me bored.
And when i'm bored, only one person comes to mind.
Nothing is boring when he's there with me. There's always something that's entertaining.
Sometimes I wish I have so many things to do just to keep my mind off things. Like remembering the past.

He's gone now.
And i haven't visited him for a very long time. Very very long time.
He must be lonely too, huh? Just like me.
Going there exhausts me.
My mental state is just not up to the task.

Got to get myself a job real quick.
I don't look good compared to my other friends.
They look oh-so-successful and oh-so-happy and oh-so-responsible and reliable.

Nak jadik suami orang pon x boleeeeeeey...