Assalamualaikum w.b.t

What I write about might not be what I feel. It could be random. It could be about you, you or you. Or it could be about me. This is how I see the world. At least from what I saw through this thick spectacles.


Saturday, December 29, 2012

Ghost of You.

"Lagu seterusnya ialah Ghost of You by My Chemical Romance. Hani, this song's for you." 

Dan aku tersenyum pada ketika Alif melantunkan suaranya menzahirkan bait-bait lirik yang sentiasa bermain di telingaku. 'Ah, you know me too well Alif.'

At the end of the world
Or the last thing I see
You are
Never coming home 
Never coming home
Could I? Should I?
And all the things that you never told me 
And the smiles that are never ever

"Awak, saya tak boleh berjanji untuk menyayangi awak seumur hidup saya. Tapi saya pinta denganNYA agar kasih dan cinta saya sentiasa bersama awak."
"Dan saya juga tidak dapat berjanji untuk sentiasa bersama awak. Tapi saya minta izinNYA agar DIA reserve tempat saya di samping awak sentiasa."

"Eh, apa pulak bersaya-awak ni. Dah halal dah pun. Hani, panggil Alif abanglah! Haish, dah menikah pun malu-malu lagi ke?"
"Aaaaa Abang Long! Suka hati kitoranglah!" Aku menyahut gurauan abang sulung aku, Hazim dengan muka yang merah sambil bingkas ke dapur. Perlakuanku itu disambut dengan gelak tawa mereka yang berada di ruang tamu serta Alif yang tersenyum-senyum. 

"Alif, jaga adik aku tu elok-elok."
"In syaa ALLAH Hazim. Adik kawan baik aku, mestilah aku jaga baik-baik. Kalau tak naya aku kena terajang dengan kau." 
"Haha. Tahu pun! Tapi tak sangka jodoh adik aku tu dengan kau. Rupanya DIA anugerahkan jodoh yang sangat dekat untuk Hani. Siapa sangka kan?"
"Haah. Siapa sangka." 

Dari sudut sebelah peti ais, aku nampak Alif tersenyum dengan matanya fokus padaku. Dan aku balas dengan senyuman paling manis buat Alif, lelaki yang sudah empat jam sah menjadi suami aku. 

La la la~

assalamualaikum wbt.

I wanna write but I can't seem to put those lightbulbs in my head into words. They just hanging there and scattered everywhere. Urgh, macam nak berak tapi takleh keluar.

Lagipun tengah sakit rumah. Rindu rumah dan lagi rindu orang-orang di rumah.

Tuesday, December 25, 2012

Ohh I couldn't resist but to post this here.

assalamualaikum wbt. 

“You should date a girl who reads.
Date a girl who reads. Date a girl who spends her money on books instead of clothes, who has problems with closet space because she has too many books. Date a girl who has a list of books she wants to read, who has had a library card since she was twelve.
Find a girl who reads. You’ll know that she does because she will always have an unread book in her bag. She’s the one lovingly looking over the shelves in the bookstore, the one who quietly cries out when she has found the book she wants. You see that weird chick sniffing the pages of an old book in a secondhand book shop? That’s the reader. They can never resist smelling the pages, especially when they are yellow and worn.
She’s the girl reading while waiting in that coffee shop down the street. If you take a peek at her mug, the non-dairy creamer is floating on top because she’s kind of engrossed already. Lost in a world of the author’s making. Sit down. She might give you a glare, as most girls who read do not like to be interrupted. Ask her if she likes the book.
Buy her another cup of coffee.
Let her know what you really think of Murakami. See if she got through the first chapter of Fellowship. Understand that if she says she understood James Joyce’s Ulysses she’s just saying that to sound intelligent. Ask her if she loves Alice or she would like to be Alice.
It’s easy to date a girl who reads. Give her books for her birthday, for Christmas, for anniversaries. Give her the gift of words, in poetry and in song. Give her Neruda, Pound, Sexton, Cummings. Let her know that you understand that words are love. Understand that she knows the difference between books and reality but by god, she’s going to try to make her life a little like her favorite book. It will never be your fault if she does.
She has to give it a shot somehow.
Lie to her. If she understands syntax, she will understand your need to lie. Behind words are other things: motivation, value, nuance, dialogue. It will not be the end of the world.
Fail her. Because a girl who reads knows that failure always leads up to the climax. Because girls who read understand that all things must come to end, but that you can always write a sequel. That you can begin again and again and still be the hero. That life is meant to have a villain or two.
Why be frightened of everything that you are not? Girls who read understand that people, like characters, develop. Except in the Twilight series.
If you find a girl who reads, keep her close. When you find her up at 2 AM clutching a book to her chest and weeping, make her a cup of tea and hold her. You may lose her for a couple of hours but she will always come back to you. She’ll talk as if the characters in the book are real, because for a while, they always are.
You will propose on a hot air balloon. Or during a rock concert. Or very casually next time she’s sick. Over Skype.
You will smile so hard you will wonder why your heart hasn’t burst and bled out all over your chest yet. You will write the story of your lives, have kids with strange names and even stranger tastes. She will introduce your children to the Cat in the Hat and Aslan, maybe in the same day. You will walk the winters of your old age together and she will recite Keats under her breath while you shake the snow off your boots.
Date a girl who reads because you deserve it. You deserve a girl who can give you the most colorful life imaginable. If you can only give her monotony, and stale hours and half-baked proposals, then you’re better off alone. If you want the world and the worlds beyond it, date a girl who reads.
Or better yet, date a girl who writes.”

*found it here.
**I've gotta say this is sweet. And the italic font up there are my favourite sentences.

Tuesday, December 18, 2012

Hmm this is interesting.

assalamualaikum wbt. 

Don't assume that guys won't care where you are, because we do.
It makes us feel secure to know that our girlfriends aren't off flirting with guys we've never heard of.

*Also, don't talk about your ex-boyfriends.
We never have, nor ever will respect or like them, nor do we want to hear about them.
When you do, you're asking your boyfriend to be jealous.
You're asking your boyfriend to lose trust.

*On that, don't hump everything that walks into the room.
We don't care if you talk to other guys.
We don't care if you're friends with other guys.
But when you're sitting next to us, and some random guy walks into the room and you jump up and tackle him, without even introducing us, yeah, it pisses us off.
It doesn't help if you sit there and talk to him for ten minutes without even acknowledging the fact that we're still there.

*Also, when we tell you you're pretty/ beautiful/ gorgeous/ cute/ stunning, we freaking mean it.
Don't tell us we're wrong.
We'll stop trying to convince you.
The sexiest thing about a girl is confidence.
Yeah, you can quote me.

*Don't be mad when we hold the door open.
Smile and say "thank you."
Let us pay for you.
Don't "feel bad."
We enjoy doing it.
It's expected.
Smile and say - everybody together now - "thank you."

*Kiss us when no one's watching.
If you kiss us when you know nobody's looking we'll be more impressed.

*You don't have to get dressed up for us.
If we're going out with you in the first place, you don't have to feel the need to wear the shortest skirt you have, put on every kind of makeup you own.
We like you for WHO you are and not WHAT you are.

*Don't flirt with guys when we're not around.
We'll find out. Trust us.
We have eyes everywhere.
And when we find out, we're pissed.
Not necessarily with the guys you flirted with, more-so with you.

*Don't take everything we say seriously.
Sarcasm is a beautiful thing. See the beauty in it.
Don't get angry easily.
Stop using magazines/media as your bible.

*Don't talk about how hot Tom Cruise or Brad Pitt is in front of us.
It's boring, and we don't care.
You have girlfriends for that.

*Whatever happened to the word "handsome"?
Why does everything have to be "hot/sexy"?
I'd be utterly stunned by a girl who greeted me with "Hey handsome!" instead of "Hey baby/ stud/ cutie/ sexy" or whatever else you can think of.
Claiming girls or guys to be "hot" shows immaturity.

**Girls, I cannot stress this enough: if you aren't being treated right by a guy, don't wait for him to change.
Ditch his sorry, disgrace-to-the-male-population ass, and find someone who will treat you with utter respect.
Someone who will honor your morals.
Someone who will make you smile when you're at your lowest.

*I happened to find this here. Kinda interesting, don't you think? :)

Saturday, December 1, 2012

Long distance relationship.

assalamualaikum wbt. 

Many or perhaps most people is not comfortable with long distance relationship. Or LDR. Kenapa? 

"Susah la LDR ni. Nanti entah apa-apa yang dia buat kat sana. Mentang-mentang jauh."
"Lelaki. Suka la LDR ni. Kita tak nampak dia. Tak tahu apa yang dia buat. Entah-entah seronok pasang dua, tiga."
"Ish, ko tau la awek aku. Hot setaff okeh. Risaulah aku jauh-jauh ni. Nanti kang jantan mana nak ngorat dia. Kang sunyi-sunyi aku takde dengan dia nanti entah mana-mana jantan yang teman. Haish."

Hah, cukup-cukuplah situasi aku kasi tu. Dah cukup dah situasi untuk menggambarkan betapa disasternya LDR ni. 

Tapi kan, perasan tak dari semua situasi yang aku kasi tu puncanya dari satu benda je. 


Yep. Trust. Percaya. 

In a relationship, trust is a must. Apa guna bina kapal tapi tak percaya dekat anak kapal. Dah elok-elok dia turunkan sauh, kita boleh pulak gi soal dia banyak-banyak kali. Betul ke dah turunkan sauh? Betul ke? Betul ke? Idok ke rimas orang tu. 

Sama la dengan perhubungan. Kena ada asas percaya. Kalau takde percaya, hubungan yang takde masalah pun di awalnya boleh musnah. Okeh, aku bagi situasi. 

Situasi 1:
"Hai awak. Saya dah sampai kolej ni. :)"
"Dah sampai dah? Dari bus station tu awak naik apa?"
"Saya naik bas la awak."
"Betul ke ni? Macam cepat semacam je awak sampai kolej. Bukan selalunya ambik masa dalam 45 minit jugak ke? Ni setengah jam dah sampai."
"Hari ni traffic smooth. Takde jam ke apa. That's why cepat. Alah, lagipun awal 15 minit je pun awak."
"Hmmm bukan sebab ada orang tolong ambikkan ke? Kan awak baik dengan Adif tu. Mesti dia yang ambikkan kan?"
"Mana adalah awak ni. Ke situ plak. Kalau dia yang ambikkan mestila saya dah gitau awak."
"Alah, mana tahu. Mentang-mentang saya takde kat situ. Manalah saya tahu kalau awak tipu saya ke apa kan?"
"Dah awak ni kenapa? Tak percaya sangat awak tanyalah sendiri Adif tu. Malas nak cakap dengan awak. Tak pernah nak percaya dekat saya kan?"
"Bla bla bla"

Sekali dua boleh tahan lagi. Kalau hari-hari? Manalah tahan. Hubungan yang dibina pun retak dan pecah. Tahu-tahu si makwe dah kapel dengan si Adif tu. Hambik kau. Kata-kata tu doa tahu? 

Sebenarnya, bila takde trust ni, kita tend to have doubts. Doubts akan membawa kepada prasangka. Prasangka membawa kepada curiga. Then? Hah, jawablah sendiri. 

Tapi, bukan senang untuk ada trust ni. Lagi-lagi tak nampak depan mata. Ye, tu aku akui. Tapi bagi aku, aku ambik langkah untuk trust dia sebab aku malas nak berprasangka. And aku percaya yang kalau aku trust dia, dia akan respect aku dan trust aku jugak. Give and take kan? Tapi kalau dia betray aku jugak, aku anggap tu bukan rezeki akulah tu. Bukan rezeki aku nak prolong the relationship sampai menikah. Dan sebab dia bukan jodoh aku. 

And besides, we girls have instincts. And those instincts are our sixth sense. 

*Fuh, lama dah nak tulis pasal ni sebenarnya. Sejak aku still in relationship lagi. Langsai jugak hari ni.