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[23:43] ahmad_siddiq: ok2


don't you feel weird for something that is obviously off the hook?



last last night, or precisely last early morning, i ajak my friends Hock Ann and Zikri to SS2. initially the original plan was makan and balik ASAP, akan tetapi, hujan lebih mencemburui kami. tatkala kami baru sahaja mahu berlepas, hujan lebat turun dengan segala panorama sejuk yang membuatkan kami dirantai dibelenggu disebalik tempat berteduh.

ok back to engrish. we makan 1st at the malay stall beside dhurbar. i ate nasi goreng kampung (which was unsatisfiable, at least). we waited till the rain stops and Hock Ann tiba2 lapar again and ajak me to SS2.

We then head to SS2 for some deserts. It was a long journey, and we're disconnected for some miles before being reunited @ Phileo Damansara. And then, I introduced them to my favourite fav fav favourite restaurant of all time:

Restoran SS2 Murni.

and in a sudden a pair of Mango Special and Nasi Goreng Chicken Chop popped in front of me. Luckily they didnt escaped unhurt.

ah.. well, bila lagi nak belanja diorang? my wallet lost some of his weight later that night.

the trip was uncovered in OnnChai's blog [link on the left]




but anyway, engineering students (yes. that includes you, again, future nanotechnology pro) hunting for a degree may suffer from some side-effects. they are:

for many students, earning a degree in engineering is less than enjoyable and far from what they expected. here are their (as predicted) biggest complaints about the educational rite of passage. of course, they are sweeping generalizations. feel free to disagree.

- Awful Textbooks
thick, dry, black and white manuscripts are rarely a source of inspiration and sometimes can cause loads of confusion. often, the text is poorly written and interrupted by lengthy equations with symbols that are different from those used by the professor during lectures.

- Lecturers/Professors are Rarely Encouraging
during each class, a professor that would rather be tending to his research will walz up to a blackboard or ovehead projector and scribble out equations for an hour without uttering a single sentence to create some excitement.

- Dearth of Quality Counseling
College/University students may not have a sense for how to build their resume and they might be clueless about the variety of career opportunities that await them. unfortunately, some academic advisers do little more than post fliers about internships and hand out a checklist of classes to take. they should make some projections about the future job market, learn about the interests of each young scholar, and offer them tailored advice for how to best prepare themselves.

- Other Disciplines Have Inflated Grades
brilliant engineering students may earn surprisingly low grades while slackers in other departments score straight As for writing book reports and throwing together papers about their favorite zombie films.

some professors view undergraduate education as a type of natural selection, but their analogy is flawed. many of the brightest students may struggle while mediocre scholars can earn top scores because they have a larger group of supportive friends to or more time to dedicate to studying.

- Every Assignment Feels the Same
nearly every homework assignment and test question is a math problem. only a few courses require creativity or offer hands on experience.




and.. oh. anyone dare to disagree on the facts? speak it out.

huh



i'm still waiting for my PC. still haven't inspected, WTF they're doing there?. Inspection costs not more than some credible hours.. please-lah!.

And yesterday I took a stroll down the hallway of modern luxury shopping. I came back with two refugees:

Bossi :: Eternal
and
Azzaro Chrome

both of them costs a big, VERY BIG hole in my wallet.. but it's for long term in fact. These two Eau De Parfum and Eau De Toilette will last for at least a year. I'll stick with Azzaro Chrome, as the smell fits perfectly with my environment, and, my colleagues are still puzzled by "perfume apa ko pakai ni? wangi semacam je". Sorry, i'm not telling xD.

an extract from Yahoo Answers goes by:

From highest concentration to least, the different forms of perfume are:

• Perfume, also called extract or extrait perfume, can include 15-40% perfume concentrates. This is the purest form of scented product and is the most expensive as a result.

• Eau de parfum contains about 7-15% perfume concentrates. This is the most popular and common form of perfume. It provides a long-lasting fragrance and generally doesn't cost as much as extract perfume.

• Eau de toilette has around 1-6% perfume concentrates. This makes for a light scent that doesn't linger as long as the more intense versions. It was originally intended to be a refreshing body splash to help people wake up in the morning.

• Eau de cologne is sometimes used interchangeably with the term eau de toilette. However, the concoction began as the name of a light, fresh fragrance mixed with citrus oils and was made popular by Napoleon. Some perfumers today have a version of this called eau fraiche.

Humans are evolved pattern-spotting machines, often finding trends where none exist, which makes us terrible at producing and recognizing randomness. And research shows that those with stronger beliefs in the paranormal are even less prone to acknowledge randomness in, say, a truly unbiased series of coin tosses--independent of any other deficits in probabilistic reasoning.

Apophenia, or experiencing patterns and meaning where none exist, makes us see futures in tea leaves and faces in TV static. (I touch on this in a sidebar too.) But while linking a full moon to a fortuitous day on the hunt (or at the track) may not make sense in real life, hidden code may connect disparate phenomena in VR.

Similarly, chanting Beetlejuice three times may not make Anuar Zain appear in your living room, but pressing Up, Up, Down, Down, Left, Right, Left, Right, B, A gives you 3 extra lives in Contra, and if you're not into video games, your computer is full of Easter Eggs craftily hidden by wily software engineers. And that creepy old tree on the corner may not know your dirty past, but your Astro does and will suggest new programs based on your guilty-pleasure viewing habits.




Eventually programs will become more predictive and interactive, and it will make sense to treat algorithms as sentient creatures, as Neo does with the Agents, or Polices does with the rempiteers.

Hackers will be the new shamans.

FINALLY!

Wireless internet connection by a secured AP. I managed to use all the PC and laptop resources in the house to sniff the VIs and figure out the WEP key. Poor AP owner..

Yesterday I planned on repairing the phone, the Sony-Ericsson W300i. My dad will be tagging along since he's gonna sponsor the budget. Okay, we made it to Tesco. "Uncle, repair boleh ka?" I took out my phone and hand it over to the salesperson. He then belek2 the phone for 5 mins before told us that the phone was unrepairable xD.

Then my dad bought me a phone on the spot. A Sony-Ericsson model too. And it's NEW.


I gave my old phone to my lil bro. Hey, at least the phone's working for some sms composition.



And I thought its time I use up my old phone publicly. Its a classical-age Nokia series, but whatsoever I'm using it for smsing only. Siti was my first person who knew my 2nd number.



And today.

My MyKAD can't be read at all!. I was on the final phase on applying a Maybank Visa card. I was like, gwaaahhaaazzaiswhajxdh!!@#@$. I need to double-check my chip issue via JPN tomorrow.

I bought my sayang to a mechanic. Inspection 2 days ago revealed that my sprocket is falling apart. Even my friends laughed at me.. godzilla je bawak moto seganas tu. Picture explains everything.



Look at the edges of the upper left. The gigi patah already. Closer (blurry) picture include:



If you look closely, there's a ghost at longitude 5'40"6".

And, complimentary photo of getah brake yang dah haus and the front sprocket.





hehe.. I'm waiting for Fendi ni. Lambat bebenar.


update

and its 5.55am in the morning. juz finished chatting with siti via ym.. haha... how hillarious. does anyone agree on the bid of my face being childish?

hehe.. at least i'm not displaying the garang face through my entire life of being a human, or a prefect, or a student, or an evangelist, et cetera.



i felt sick for my friend, who has been surfing male profiles on myspace, especially those with the huge body lookalike. he ran through their pictures very carefully. do you know what that means? its an act of gayness. WTF do i care anyway if the person's badan is mantap or not.


and yet he still surf through more.

lol



look at my myspace account. i don't see any contents there xD.

news for today?

- more obama supporters chanting propaganda.
- writer arthur c clarke dies at 90
- [confirmed] intel is producing CPUs with 6 cores later this year
- firefox 3 rated the best of the best by cnet

yadda yadda...

intel is absolutely crazy. their core 2 duo is undefeatable. just look at the CPU's architecture, their new L2 and L3 cache design, new embedded technologies, SpeedStep.. etc. i wonder how long will AMD be weeping across the globe. their quad-cannon is also very undefeatable... now they're producing 6 cores?.

i wonder how much power consuming the CPU will be. you decide (yes, i'm looking at you, future nanotechnology pro).

and yes, firefox 3 is also undefeatable. i wonder how long will microsoft survives in the track with their stingy closed-source software.


and oh yea, Microsoft is finally deploying Vista SP1. For all Vista bashers out there (inluding me, formerly), try the new update. Feel the new performance boost. For all who it won't install, you have a crappy hardware. I don't have anything to against this OS anymore.

here i would like to share the randomness of readers in my blog. [statistic by Nuffnang]

I have no readers for today (excluding me)

Last week

views is 68. uniques is 41.

Visitors from
Malaysia: 92.5%
USA: 7.5%

Keywords:
siddiq
clare wong
penang
salman nasarudin
spm results
t-shirt pengawas

i had a bunch of referrals. most of them came from her site.

Last week

views are 23. uniques ar3 16.

100% came from Malaysia.

keywords:
salman nasarudin
salman, langgar lari
smk cheras

Last month

oops :X i wont be sharing this info xD.




i live in a weird enviromnet where peoples do random out-of-the-box junks. ideas include playing a guitar while buang air besar and ...

i think i should move on; my class is already starting.

ah

i'm starving to death today. there's no indication of rice available in the past 48 hours. i can't do anything much this weekend: every step i took will probably cost my hunger level to increase. i'm nearly out of money: there's only RM1.00 something in my wallet.

meanwhile, i found an interesting thing to do while my hunger builds. i turn up syafiq's pc and fire up the Half-Life 2 game I always wanted to play before. Hehe.. Turn out that I played all of the Half-Life 2 trilogy (yes, including Episode One and Episode Two). Ah, the ending of Episode 2 was anticlimatic. That's one heck of an ending they made :D.

Oh yea, while playing Half-Life 2 Episode One, Alyx gave Freeman a hug!. I was like, wow... a virtual hug :D. She really reminds me of Munirah.

:D:D:D

i wonder where's her right now.






i'm at a cybercafe in Bandar Tasik Permaisuri. Don't ask me why I came here, I just don't know why. Maybe the place was an 'el cheapo' place after all, supplying 6 hours of primetime in just a mere RM6. I'm not here to waste 1/4 of a day of my life here.. sigh.

I can't miss internet. I'm recieving almost 20-30 emails per day (about 80% of it are practically semi-junk; but nontheless i need the informations).

I miss digg news I used to have each day of my past year. That's the only news portal I used to develop new interest in new subjects.

Friendster? Myspace? Social-networking website? What's that?







Actually the main reason I went here in the first place was to finish my assignment, which was delayed for a couple of times due to some unforseen circumstances. c2pid Management assignment.

Another reason was to blog.

Where's Siti? Her busyness was in the ultimate form nowadays. Lama tak borak dgn dia.. rindu lak rasanya. Dok belek2 buku tak habis2 kot?




Talking bout girls:




Lets forget about feelings now. What's love anyway?

There's only one girl who I really really liked since secondary school. I'll wait for her ultimately xD (although we've kinda lost contact for some particular period now)

*left* *right* no one saw my eyedrops xD...thanks to a youtube video. its just a video music anyways.




Look who's on the line right now:

dragontech_helmi_ve: syida dy buhal
dragontech_helmi_ve: :'(
SysStream: zz
SysStream: takyah
SysStream: pompuan semua sama je
SysStream: dah
dragontech_helmi_ve: aku dah naik gila
dragontech_helmi_ve: knp pompuan
dragontech_helmi_ve: gila
SysStream: diorang semua sama je
SysStream: setakat ni takde sorang pon yang boleh buktikan secara relatifnye yang diorang ni relevan
dragontech_helmi_ve: btol2
dragontech_helmi_ve: teranya ko!!
SysStream: terer abah lutut ko



and my dreams i encounter nowadays really moved me up. maybe its just a deja vu..i don't know. informally disturbing pictures that is.

i don't know.


i felt super pissed off by last night's news. penang umno members, who have suffered a major blow recently, unleashes their ultimate stupidity by doing a press conference on plans of pleading to the govt. and asking them to scrap all penang mega projects because they said that penang citizens rejects development by voting for the opposition.

...........

i was like, WTF?!. berdendam gila diorang niehh.. i can see that SOME penang malays are in a very backward thinking. oh yea i can see their anger now. dah kalah tu kalah lerr.. think positively. they're really retards at its highest level. in this kind of rate, malays will eventually fall.. so as the others who felt that umno will save them from a global warming catastrophe and have a 2nd independence altogether.

i feel very, very insulted by the traditional mindsets some malays have in their mind nowadays.




my pc broke down 2 weeks ago. i don't know what seems to be the problem of it. currently i don't have the hardware testing environment that i have years before, so the simplest thing i could do now is: send the pc to an IT technician. most probably the culprit would be the motherboard, but i'm not so sure because the pc was emitting some really weird noises recently, and i can't find the source of the sound; thanks to the big custom CPU fan i own.

and, i'm sending the PC for inspection ONLY.

or maybe its time for me to switch to C2Q. Anyone, opinions?.


speaking of opinions.. the brightest smile in the month would be yesterday. i have been introduced to my new girlfriend: a black shiney Proton Wira 1.5 automatic. the colour, the interior, all were very, very nice. i learnt that my father have a whooping THREE cars in his posession; he gave the black wira to one of his TV3 officers before, and now: i own the car.

the car was really nice. AND, i'm pursuing my degree in driving (or, malaysian talk: P driving license) thanks to the rusty diploma. i will habiskan my sisa-sisa masa in malaysia by loitering the country with high emission of burned petrol.

i plan to donate my bike to my lil brother in hope for enhancing one civilization ahead: from a mat rapid KL to mat rempit KL
....................NOT!


*giggles giggles*

yeah.



i took a stroll down to the school today for some particular reasons. i wore my yeah-always jeans with a normal black t-shirt. my visit to the school was primarily for a revamp to the pc I bought for the UBK's. i've put up the vista os on the pc, just a social experiment i made for me to judge vista. i've never used vista before. the most time vista was existed in my pc was a mere 20 mins before I switched back to winxp.

so i came there and terus fire up the windows xp cd. it was my hand-built pc so it shouldn't have a problem installing it. after i've installed microsoft office, i tried to overclock the pc, but i was unlucky. it didnt boot for 10 mins. i freaked hectically for a couple of minutes before i found the CMOS battery. after a second time reseting the bios then the pc went on.

haha, i used merely all of my savings just to donate a pc to the bilik kaunseling.


but anyway, today was spm results day. i locked myself in the kaunseling room till 11.00am just to evade everyone in sight. i came down 5 minutes after 11.00am and the first person I saw was claire wong. she was in a mixed emotion when she got her 10As. lol, kevin must've been proud to have a pro sister like that. in the mean time, he must've been super insulted xD.

after i talked to danish, i retreated back to the sideway just to make myself unseen by the others. i saw seng tai wandering around with his brother aimlessly. and i saw, Pn Norliza!. haha.. her first reaction was "tengok tu, tinggi betul dia ni sekarang.. muka pon dah lain.. dah jadi mcm model dah". i responded "cikgu pon macam makin tinggi kot?". hehe.. we talked talked and talked and she came across a thing we've left before: "MySMKC". she was like "bila nak tolong cikgu buat website ni?". ah, sorry. i have no internet. my pc just broke down. and i have no money xD. but i told her to meet me in friday.


despite all of these laughter and chatting, i didn't take my guards down. precautions aside, i saw a face from far which I've never seen in one year of time. aaaah, shit. it's her!. i smiled to Pn. Norliza and went back to the sideways. she was wearing blacks. i was puzzled by the sudden change of perception of her. i stood there for like, 20 mins before she went to the kantin. at that time she didnt notice me, but i saw her famous menggelabah-style walking instead. so, i was like, nevermind. at least if she doesn't pera....
suddenly she was in front of me for no reason. her friends were beside her. i was shocked giler at that time. perghh.. kantoi gila. she stared me for a couple of seconds before left to astaka with her friends.



aha... ahahahaha.... ahahahahahhaha....




how could i let this huge mistake of letting my guards down when i was supposed to.












i'm sure, that was my last encounter with all my juniors and most importantly, with her. we've never talked today, and i kept the minimum safe radius safely. i'm sure, despite abit of rinduness and memories aside, today was my last time i could see her. i recalled almost all the memories i had with her today. the first date we had in KLCC, the 'busstop' incident, almost everything :). yeah, maybe she had herself a new life now but most importantly, she owns my heart before. i've really never felt love so strong before. i've never felt a person so special in my heart...

today was my last day, i gave up completely on her. i've never voluntarily cried for some stupid reason just because of her.

every beat of my heart, i dedicated this blog design exclusively for her and all the things we had together before.






:)

This was the first ever blog post i felt so emotional.



siti was ignoring me like what la. i gave her msges via hp and ym and she didnt even respond to one. when i talked to emira, she told me that 'raihan nyampah'. good for her. thanks alot siti. 7th march before was caroline's birthday. i text'd her minutes after midnight, and she replied 'sapa ni?'. i was like, lagi soraaang...

i began exercising lately. taman bukit jalil was great!. the best place for jogging indeed. and guess what: i began learning silat. Ayam masak merah. etc etc.






and oh yea, my sister's result was absolutely fantastically incredibly GEMPAK. imagine a lazy female taking an exam.. that's how you would imagine her result. srsly.


ah, i'm exhausted.

Eh, hello.

You know how retarded this would be?

Yesterday was the peak of insanity for me. Saiful, the roommate of me, balik from an overnight of non-existence. On the point of insertion, I could smell the freaking undefined monstrosity. Gah, everyone fled onto their own room. What makes things worse is, our room's window was closed, and so as the ruang tamu's. I open the living hall's widely and fire up the fan. Still, breathtaking. I couldn't stand it, so I made my way into the room and open the tingkap.

10 minutes later...


STILL THE FREAKING smell. I'm confused how he can stand the smell of himself all life long. He was in the bed, relaxing like nothing is wrong with his life. Everyone was cursing like hell.

Ah, so Plan B. I fire up the batu lesung, tumbuk some bawang kecik, 15 biji cili hijau + merah, belacan, etc. 20 minutes later the whole house was sneezing like hell because of the Sambal Udang xD. The Sambal was mainly not cooked at the right time, but it was to make the smell of retarded fishcrap go away.

And I won the day.


There's one day Syafiq told me "Haha.. tengokla berapa hari ko boleh tahan dengan dia". No I won't give up.





I haven't started studying yet. My last night was filled with two round of DoTA match. I surrendered in the first match, because I wasn't aware of the items I should have after I repick the hero. And yet, second match I won. Knight lawan Anti-Mage? The initial duit of 4k beli he used for benda2 mengarut. Poyo gila first blood. I bought a Radiance staight away and look! He flees like hell.

What was I talking?...


And behold, one of my newest favourite song:

Knight Of Cydonia by Muse

The song will be the first song on the list in my blog. How I've reached my post-insanity just to master the song in Guitar Hero III. GGGAAAAAHHH YOU AND I WILL FIGHT TO SURVIVE!!!



Thank you and have a nice day.

Yesterday I've donated a batu lesung and batu tumbuk for the room. They have been cooking fried eggs and kicap for centuries and I felt kinda weird that they didn't even felt bored for the senseless cuisine all over again. Yeala, normally batu lesung if we baru beli from kedai it will be super berhabuk. At the kedai yesterday, a makcik told me to tumbuk some coconuts first to clean up the habuk (bak kata orang tua). I felt a sudden confusion between folktales and science. In my opinion, I could throw in an acidic layer to remove all the habuk and makrohabuk, not cover it up with an additional layer of coconut juice.

I felt lazy to basuh it with any acid, so I rendam it first. Is it correct, females? I don't know.



Lol. For over 2 weeks i've moven in there, I have absolutely no problem with the security guards. They recognized me better than my roommates. Furthermore, last friday, they even asked me to help them buy a packet of gula pasir. Reminds me of the good old days with Maybank, the same story goes. I don't even have to shove off my Maybank tag to convince them. Oh yea, speaking of tags, I don't even have a resident card yet xD.

The only problem I occured is when I was in the SMK Cheras's days. There was a time, a security guard. You know, he's a total gay. I'm a prefect, and I've been forced to patrol the main gate area one day. He came to me and gosok² my hand PLUS the eerie smile of him.


Or I shouldn't tell the story of that asshole. Maybe he's dead, I don't know. But for sure, I wanted him dead. Only selected schoolmates knew the real story behind this xD.




Sitting in the computer lab and vandalizing the internet bandwidth MSC-status Technology Park Malaysia offer is a very healthy habit of life.

Now is 2:15pm. I got a Biology Lab class at 2.30pm, just next building. I don't want to bring the lab coat. I look so doctor-ish.

Speaking of Biology, I got a Biology class also earlier in the morning. That was my first class after the transition. When I step in the class, OMG! First test?@@!!. She just told me: "hey. URe a new student? Sit down and answer the test, then only come and see me". I was like, WTF?. Okay, I sit down, open the test paper. Tada! Behold, words that I've never encounter!. There was 50 objective questions. Sounds easy, but for ultranoobs like me..... I don't know. I do remember some, the hydrogen bonds, the lipids, etc. Maybe I could answer 20/50 questions confidently.

So, instead of forcing myself to think, I changed from educational to psychological. I sat down and be dumb. I put my pen of the left, sit like a moron, and slowly flip the question papers. Luckily the lecturer fell onto my trap into believing me as a complete idiot in Biology, so she came to my place and asked me "You seems to have a hard time there. You took Biology before?". Tada, Opportunity!. I told her that I'm a new student, I don't know what's this and that all about... and she took the test from me. Told me about the Biology class is all about, and told me that she could give me the test next week. That leaves me 7 days to study without any notes. Yeah! That's the spirit!.

For the first time, Debra smiled on me xD.



Anyway, yesterday I was interrogated by Siti because of some accident further digging of her handphone. I don't know, she felt pissed off by that thing. I don't know, I'm sorry.


Tada! 2:39pm. Its time to leave.

Well, you should know.

Anyway.

Yesterday, one of my friend passed away. Sigh, he was a great man to be. Al-Fatihah to Salman Nasaruddin. He was there when I was down a few times. I do owe him hutang budi a few times. He's a victim of a langgar lari near his house. Still, very young, 24 he is.

I'll miss you so much my... dear friend.

All the AIC crew members has acknowledged him as the best photographer yet to be. Even Anwar Ibrahim made an official newsletter about the lost of him.

Sorry, I wasn't there when the time comes.



But anyway, hello there Hostel life. Anyway its not perfectly a hostel, its just an apartment. Imagine, an apartment that is shared by 8 peoples in one roof. Lucky that I had a room that is shared by two people only. Others unlucky will have 4 peoples in one room.

Yeah, I moved my PC there. Still, no wireless signal can be detected. Yes, there was a few times when a wireless signal came across my desktop, but its password protected, or as in geeks'-term, WEP protected. Netstumbler detects that. "What? Waaait a second..." I fire up the aircrack facility, but unfortunately, after a detailed hardware lookup, I'm using a Ralink rt61, not an Atheros chipset. D-Link has a nasty habit of having a model name with different chipsets in there. My DWL-G510 wireless PCI card is Revision C, which is occupied by a Ralink chipset. I was expecting an atheros chipset, the Revision B.

Oh well, my cracking days are over.


Yeah, my roommate fire up his Switch and there you go, DoTA time!. The last map I played is .47 I think. The map now is .62, which I was like, what character is this?. Why the hell Boots of Speed needs another boot to be combined?.

Thanks to the hostel, I managed to eliminate some problems, which is really good, really realy good for me. And I managed to begin continuing hafal Al-Quran. Totally no distraction there. No internet. No assholes to bug me from. And the bad thing is: I have a bad roommate. Now I know why no one's dare to sit with him in a room before. He's damn pemalas and pengotor. His clothes will be flying abroad when hes tired (and eventually, lazy). He has no initiative to clean up the room... and so on. But anyway, I shove up my bad habit of being lazy and managed to clean up the room everyday. Everyone was delighted when I moved in to his room.


And, last saturday I went to Melaka to see my bestfriend and yet to be still the best best friend to be yet to be to. MMU Melaka has organized an anime event, and I'm abit interested about it.

Yeah, I packed my things on Friday night. I was 100% 3 hours later due to a DoTA match. While I was using the stairs instead of the lift (its my favourite to have the stairs instead of the lift, thanks to CJL for teaching me this long time ago while I was travelling to his house), I heard a sound of woman's screaming loudly from upstairs. She was histerically screaming loudly for 1-2 minutes before she ran out of breath. Kinda freak me out you see, it was on 3am. So, I was, ah, nevermind. Just relax and focus to what am I doing. Okay, I walked to my motorcycle and tada! My motorcycle can't be started. I used the electric starter but fails. I use the manual starter. It ran, but for a few second, it stops. I tried that a dozen of times, and consider panaskan the engine. No, fails. I was thinking... I don't know. I do believe in ghosts, but OMG, not me. I retreated to my room after some tireless inspection and restarting the bike. Luckily guys tend to sleep very late, so I called up one of my friend to check it up for me. And WTF-ly, he made it in just one shot of manual starting. I was like, what the hell was wrong here?.

Yeah, thanks. So My journey began. When I was arriving Bangi, a light shower hits me. Okay, that's fine. I stopped and but up my hazardous suit. For 10 minutes my journey was fine until I met a really heavy rain. Ah, I'm lost. I was forced to retreat to Nilai R&R. I was soaked like hell. Imagine staying at Nilai R&R for a couple of hours doing nothing, and I have nothing to cover up my body except for the soaked clothes. I was freeeezing like hell.

11.00am marks the opportunity to unravel the journey ahead. The rain stops at 10.45am. Okay, that's fine with me. I was riding my bike until in the middle of the highway I saw......... NO PETROL. WHAT THE HELL I WAS THINKING. Dahla I missed the Seremban R&R for no reason. Luckily I remembered that there's a Shell station near to the Senawang intersection.

Getting myself ready there, reinspecting the bike again and again, reconfirming my status, and there I go again.

And this time, I managed to arrive in MMU Melaka after some wrong turning. I parked my bike just ourside of MMU's compound. And yes, she asked me to walk all the way to the exam hall. I don't know which way was shorter so I took the main road from the guard house to the exam hall. Arriving there, I sent her an sms. And yeah, she asked me to go inside. I was expecting of her jemput-ing me.

5 minutes later I saw a face that I missed so much, Akak Raihan.

We chatted, ran here and there, chat chat, here there here. Oh yea, I saw Syira earlier than I saw Siti. I was thinking of meeting her first, but there's a probability of Siti murdering me afterwards for being late.

This is my third journey to Melaka to meet her. This time, I felt something different. This time, I felt how manisnya a friendship would be. You know, meeting someone who we really liked and adore before, and finally having her as one of my friends who really understands for who I am, not what I am. I missed her alot. Because of her, I realized some of my hidden potential, some of my overlooked irresponsibility, etc. Aah, having her as a bestfriend so far is the best moment in my life. My first journey was in Pantai Puteri, there I met her mom, which terrifies me in every aspect of my manhood. Second was last year, I managed to send her a birthday gift by my hand. And yet, I met her mom. But this time, no mama, no evil eye, no freaking me out.

Thanks to her, I missed meeting my dad, which was on the way home from Johor memancing. I was thinking having my bags there, or some financial support, or pinjaming him the camera and considering myself there on the second day of the event. Yeah. Oh yeah. I waited for an hour in front of the library. Surprisingly, Syira didn't recognize me by walking past by me. I was like killing her.

"Er.. Dh nk blk? Sorry sbb 'pengsan' td.". I smiled when I saw this message. There there, I told her to meet me in front of the library. Ah, I've predicted this earlier. By Plan B default, I asked her to tag me along to makan². She apologizes for being late. It's okay with me. I don't know why she freaks out.



Yeah. Thanks for being my bestfriend.



I talked to my roommates and we planned to install ourself an internet connection by next month.



:)

"Cute, cantik dan lawa tu subjektif. Memangla semua suka yang camtu tapi bila kita tengok balik, mankind was not designed untuk but semua pilih yang paling perfect untuk dia."

Thanks Farah. I wanted to cleave her head off badly for having such simple word that can touch my heart so deeply. From the moment onwards, I believe in true love, not a retarded prince charming.


Farewell blog. And oh yea. 5th year of the blog means a redesign!. There you go dear bloggie.