Thursday, April 28, 2011

Trailer of The Year: Harry Potter And The Deathly Hallows Part 2

Aku dah 3 hari tiga suku tak online. itu satu kemajuan.

tinggal beberapa jam je lagi nak melengkapkan hari ke-4 misi ini: tak online sampai habis peperiksaan pertengahan tahun.


aku dapat tahan. tiada godaan, tiada gangguan.




sehingga tetiba aku mendapat satu berita. berita yang telah kutunggu sekian lama.


berita itu mengkhabarkan bahawa. . . . .







TRAILER HARRY POTTER AND THE DEATHLY HALLOWS PART 2 DAH KELUAR!



takyah cakap banyak, korang tengok jela trailer ni. sempena pemergian aku, sila ulang tekan button replay banyak-banyak kali. kalau suka, konfem takkan termuntah. kalau tak suka, baiklah.








Snape is the most beautifully written character ever

I love you like Snape loves Lily
The girl who caused a childhood crush to be something greater
I've never wanted any of you to die, either
Oh you red-headed boy who made me cry
and you greasy-haired potion master, too
you left the biggest impact i may emotionally die
and those last moments of those who didn't make it through
for every lost soul, my tears are for you
and you two best friends, you kept me waiting for 7 years!
that scene better be untouched,
or i'll kill someone, the director's the first

Harry, Ron, and Hermione, the trio with a friendship one could die for
and to every character,
you touched my heart more than a real person can do
to Queen Rowling, i'll never be the same again
thanks to you

for you make me stuck with Harry, until the very non-existing end.




i have
: ' )





Unless you've experienced it like we do, you are in no position to deny this phenomenon.
10 years. it's not a phase, it's not a trend.
it will never end.
I'm proud to be a part of Harry Potter Generation.




ini baru teaser. belum full trailer lagi. adat Warner Bros mesti keluarkan sampai 3, 4 trailer. aku tengok yang ni pun dah teruja macam terlebih gula. bila tengok trailer akan datang nanti aku tak taulah apa jadi.




sawan terus, maybe.

Sunday, April 24, 2011

Saya Jeles: Junior MasterChef dan Ashraf Muslim Bertunang

Junior MasterChef Australia

Junior MasterChef has touched my heart in a way that's hard to describe. a couple of times i had to blink back the tears. lame, i know.

what they've got, it's gotta be in their blood. it's gotta be natural talent, a gift not everyone lucky enough to be blessed with. because if it's simply effort, i ought to feel like shit. maybe i have no time, blame the school system in this country. heck, i'm sure most adults in Malaysia can't even reach those kids' level of badassness, never mind me.



i wanted this big guy to win. have been his fan since day one.




his, too. with that skill and that face, you're every girl's taste.


the skills and knowledge they have on cooking, gosh it's like they don't even go to school, they merely sit at home browsing through cooking magazines and doing what they love most, what they are best at, which is making heavenly food.

i believe to be the best at what you're doing, to really enjoy making a living without a sigh, you've gotta work on your passion.

you're passionate about food? be a chef.
you're passionate about buildings? be an architect.
you're passionate about words? be a writer.
you're passionate about paintings? be an artist.
you're passionate about music? enter Akademi Fantasia. . . . . er, don't.

i envy people who have the chance to work in a field they are interested in. what other careers are based on interests? and can make really good paycheck? and i'm talented in? hmm. i don't wanna be another person who wakes up in the morning, loathing the fact that i have to work 5 days a week, just to make money. not because i want to.




Cheflings in Junior Masterchef, you don't know how lucky you are to have passion and talent in something you want to be when you grow up. you're not another clueless loser.





Ashraf Muslim Bertunang FINELAH

aku tak minat sangat dia ni, tapi aku akui dia memang ada pakej yang lengkap. baik, hensem, dan hensem. tapi takde laki yang cukup hensem selagi aku tak suka dia. i like him not because he's handsome, he's handsome because i like him (woah mean girls reference! perasan tak perasan tak? takkk? boring ah korang).

tapi bila aku tau dia dah bertunang, aku macam. . . . . . . . .



awh nawww. one less decent guy. dengan siapa aku nak kahwin sekarang?




orang kata kita hanya akan sedar yang kita suka seseorang bila kita cemburu tengok dia dengan orang lain.




Ashraf. maafkan saya. saya yang terlambat sedar bila hadirnya perasaan ini. tsk tsk.










this is my last post, before the exam is over. hopefully.


er so. . . read it and. . . . weep?

Wednesday, April 20, 2011

Antara Rahsia Yang Paling Rahsia

Aku dan mak aku, tiada rahsia di antara kami.

mak aku tau keadaan aku masa aku paling sengsara, paling bahagia, paling sedih, paling suka, paling gatal, paling gedik, paling gila, mak aku saksikan semuanyaaa.

aku tanya mak aku semua benda. benda yang orang segan nak tanya mak dorang. benda yang geli, benda yang taboo, benda yang eww eww, benda yang awh awh, benda yang uhh ahhh, benda yang oh! okay semua aku tanyalah.

aku cerita kat mak aku semua benda. apa aku paling suka. paling benci. paling takut. paling sayang. paling nak. paling taknak. aku cerita pasal kawan-kawan yang baik. pasal kawan-kawan yang tak baik. aku cerita pasal apa-apa yang jadi, walaupun takde kaitan dengan aku.

aku cerita kat mak aku pasal crush main-main, macam Baju Belang @ ACYH. YH stands for Yang Hensem. malangnya mak aku tak rasa dia hensem. aku juga pernah cerita pasal BH, tapi bila keadaan mula jadi 'pelik', aku tak cerita dah.

rahsia aku yang mak aku taktau ialah bila aku start 'pelik' secara serious dengan orang, atau ada orang 'pelik' dengan aku. sumpah segan nak cerita, cam mengarut je.





tapi rahsia tu tak boleh dibandingkan dengan satu rahsia ni. rahsia yang aku dah simpan sejak sekolah rendah, sejak darjah berapa aku lupa, mungkin 4, 5, atau 6.

rahsia ni pasal orang lain, tapi melibatkan aku jugak. rahsia ni buat aku trauma agak lama. untuk budak sementah aku waktu tu, memang patut pun aku menangis gelabah.

hidup tak tenteram bila aku simpan rahsia tu lama-lama. aku tak bagitau sesape langsung.





tapi tadi, aku baru bagitau mak aku pasal rahsia tu.




dapat bayangkan tak apa rasanya bila rahsia yang korang dah simpan lima tahun lebih, akhirnya korang luahkan jugak dekat orang yang korang paling taknak dia tau pasal tu?



rasa dia pergh, hati lega, lapang dada. hilang beban bertahun-tahun aku pikul. hilang serabut yang dah lama aku pendam. aku pun dah lupa seksanya simpan rahsia selama tu, tapi bila aku cakap kat mak aku tadi, aku rasa sangat ringan. kesan rahsia tu tak terasa dah sekarang, tapi bila akhirnya aku mengaku, ya Allah tak terkata.


aku rasa macam sekarang kalau korang nak bagitau aku apa-apa pun, silakan. rahsia ke, apa ke, bagitaulah. aku akan simpan.


ada cukup ruang untuk aku simpan apa yang korang bagitau, sebab bahagian yang aku guna untuk sumbat rahsia yang dah bersarang tu, dah kosong sekarang.




fuh lega!




Monday, April 18, 2011

Bulan Peneman Setia



i miss you

my favourite time of the month :)

ini gambar baru diambil tadi. kamera aku bukan kamera mahal yang boleh tangkap gambar lawa, aku tangkap gambar bulan pun nampak macam lampu mentol je kan.

tapi asal korang faham, haa tu haa kat luar tingkap, itu bulan. bukan lampu mentol, bukan ufo, bukan juga jin mata satu.


itu bulan. walaupun kami jarang berjumpa, tapi setiap purnama dia muncul juga. walaupun dia tersembunyi di sebalik awan, tapi aku tahu dia tetap ada. dia teman yang setia :' )




aku ada tangkap banyak lagi gambar bulan dan langit, nanti aku letak sini. ada bulan purnama, ada langit senja. walaupun guna kamera biasa, tapi hasilnya agak buat aku bangga. siap ada gambar bulan nampak kawah lagi!


nak tau macam mana aku tangkap gambar bulan nampak kawah guna kamera biasa?


haaaaa tungguuuuu.




Sunday, April 17, 2011

17, There Must Be Something

Aku ingat lagi Aizureen cakap mustahil budak budak ni (sambil pandang budak budak AB) takde isu jiwang sekarang. dorang mungkin tak cakap, tak tunjuk, tapi mesti ada.


kalau takde tu, nak cakap tahniah atau takziah taktaulah.

tahniah sebab tiada gangguan emosi dalam hidup yang boleh mengganggu tumpuan.

takziah sebab, seriously? 17 and nothing's going on in your life? it must be kinda boring.



aku baru baca blog budak kelas aku yang aku taktau wujud sebelum ni. jiwang jugak. masa main truth and truth haritu konfiden gila jawab takde pape berlaku dalam hidup dia.

baca dan baca. . . oh dang! dia pun tipu jugak masa truth and truth! twice, last year and this year. at least aku tipu masa last year je okay, truth and truth this year aku jujur.


er. . .


kenapa aku rasa aku pun tak 100% jujur?




i wonder who else thought they were fooling the others when at the same time, they were fooled too? ah, teenagers and their secrets.




"oh, to be young and to feel love's keen sting" - Albus Dumbledore.







dah stop jiwangz, pergi belajarz. . . . . zzzzzzzz.


Buat Ke-253 Kalinya, Aku Bukan Contoh Yang Baik.

Assalamualaikum.

baru-baru ni memang aku banyak buat post merapu, post yang aku buat for the sake of writing, blogging and expressing myself. maaflah jika ada sesape yang jenguk blog ni, confirm korang bosan. asyik asyik pasal aku je kan.

macam aku pernah cakap dulu, kadang-kadang bila aku blogging dalam bahasa melayu, itu maksudnya aku cakap dengan korang, untuk korang baca. tapi kalau aku blogging dalam bahasa inggeris, itu maksudnya aku cakap dengan diri sendiri, bagi puas hati.






aku penatlah.

penat bila orang expect aku jadi orang lain. penat bila orang anggap aku ni macam ni, aku ni macam tu, penat bila orang anggap aku ni terbaik.

aku tak, tahu?



stop labeling me as though i'm just that something and nothing more


aku dah lama tak bebel pasal ni sebab aku penat bebel pasal macam mana aku penat dengar orang cakap kononnya dorang tau sangat macam mana aku hidup, macam mana aku belajar. kalau rajin, sila geledah post-post lama aku, berlambak aku bebel pasal ni. bebel banyak pun buatpe kan, orang tak faham-faham. aku jugak yang hipertensi kang.


tapi nampaknya aku kena bebel lagi sekarang.



ada cikgu cakap "saya berani kerat kuku saya kalau Amalina cakap dia tak baca buku kat rumah,".

1. cikgu, saya memang baca buku kat rumah. sebelum periksa. semua orang pun baca buku untuk jawab paper, cikgu. tapi tak semua orang baca buku hari-hari. dan saya tergolong dalam kumpulan tu.

2. cikgu, nasib baik cikgu cakap kerat kuku. sekarang jugak saya boleh hulurkan ketip kuku pink yang memang ada dalam beg pink saya tu. kalau cikgu cakap kerat jari? jangan tuding jari cikgu kat saya pulak nanti.


satu hari tu, tanpa kehadiran aku, sorang cikgu ni duk bersembang dengan budak kelas aku. budak kelas cakap yang dorang taktau camne aku belajar, aku nampak rilek je.

cikgu tu cakap "Amalina belajar kat rumah tu, dia mesti baca buku, takkanlah tak baca."



LOL.



kalau kawan-kawan aku cakap macamtu, dah lama kena jerit kat muka. dah memang ada yang kena jerit kat muka pun, sebab tu sekarang dorang diam. aku paling banyak menjerit kat muka orang masa form 3 kot, sekali lagi, sila geledah post-post lama.


aku paling menyampah bila orang ingat aku ni bagus, belajar setiap masa siap setiap kerja tahu setiap benda. bila aku tak siap homework, mulalah "eee Ama tak siap homework?". bila aku taktau jawab, mulalah "eee Ama taktau jawab?"


AKU MANUSIA BIASA GAK BRO.


aku juga menyampah bila aku dah cukup jeles dengan seseorang tu punya rutin harian, di mana dia ada peluang untuk belajar, dia takde masalah membuta bila-bila masa dia nak, dia tak ada apa-apa yang ganggu fokus dia, dia dah cukup elemen untuk berjaya, tetiba dia nak belajar macam aku. aku yang tak guna ni. aku yang berharap aku dalam keadaan dia, tapi dia nak ada dalam keadaan aku yang langsung tak membantu. apa kau tak bersyukur ke?




out of context, really irrelevant, but it's cute


aku tak salahkan orang yang pertama kali tanya aku. yang betul-betul nak tau. aku takkan jerit kat muka dorang. aku akan jawab elok-elok, dengan suwit dan sopan. tapi kalau dah lama kenal aku pun still tak faham-faham lagi, siap ada yang saje menyakitkan hati tanya dengan nada perli dan niat mengejek, memang nak kena ah kan.


aku tau orang mesti ingat aku kerek sebab tak mengiyakan kata-kata orang lain bahawa aku ni jenis belajar hari-hari, tak tengok tv, tidur 6 jam je sehari, senang cakap aku ni ada ciri-ciri pelajar cemerlang yang patut dicontohi lah.


so not der, so not.

kalau aku buat, aku akan mengaku. aku belajar 6 jam sehari sebelum periksa? aku mengaku. aku ganti waktu tidur petang aku dan stay up sampai 3 pagi sehari sebelum periksa? aku mengaku. aku buat, aku mengaku.


kalau aku tak mengaku, tu maksudnya aku tak buat. buatpe aku nak tipu?


aku takkan boleh jawab kalau orang tanya macam mana aku belajar, sebab aku malu. aku merayu kat cikgu taknak kasi ucapan masa jejak jaya PMR, sebab aku malu. aku tak bagitau orang rutin aku sekarang, sebab aku malu.


aku teruk, aku pemalas, aku takde disiplin. nak jadi macam aku? silakan. online setiap hari, tido setiap petang, berangan setiap saat, dan taddda! jadilah aku. senang kan?


senang jugalah korang gagal.



aku tak faham kenapa orang nak jadi macam aku. aku malu dengan diri sendiri, aku benci jadi aku.




kenapa kau nak jadi aku bila aku taknak jadi diri sendiri?





help me to change and make me love myself, please?



Saturday, April 16, 2011

If I Let You Go, Just Catch Me


Lagu agak lama






Lagu agak baru







Conclusion: It's bittersweet.


Dengar. Dalam.





Saturday, April 9, 2011

The Truth From A Liar

i am seriously good at lying. heck, i WIN at lying. it's not something to be proud of, nor it's something that i'm supposed to let people know. it's something to be ashamed of, and i am.

but it's the truth, one of a few i tell.

lying, pretending, or doing anything to keep people from knowing something, has become my second nature. i think because this terrible talent developed from my childhood, a stage of my life when there were so many matters to be kept hidden in the closet. when i was a little child, i learned to lie.





it gets better over time, it is evident now that when i don't speak the truth, it's so natural, it needs no effort, it needs no sweating, it needs no moment of hesitance which can lead to a series of doubts.

thankfully, i don't misuse this horrible habit. well, not all the time, very rarely for personal interests and as far as i can recall, never for bad intentions.

now as i'm getting older, i find it's easier to pour my heart out. this blog for instance. when i was younger, god, talking about anything deep or serious was an alien to me. sure i talked much, i had loud friends in primary school, we created havoc, we liked to seek attention, but never did i really speak of my secrets. not even crush secrets, never mind the big ones.





now, there are friends who know what had happened in my life. they don't know everything, but at least they get a glimpse. sometimes i didn't mean to tell them anything, but it just came out.

like a couple of days ago, we were in the class talking about random craps before a friend started to talk about her issue, followed by another friend, and in the end, i let it out too. just the tip of the iceberg. Step by Wicked Step session we had.





when a friend learned that i had it bad when i was in primary school, and how bad it was, she was shocked. she said i didn't seem to be a troubled kid. when actually, it was sort of the worst time in my life. but i laughed and lived like it was the best. and it was indeed, in a way.

don't worry, my life is normal now, hahah.

if you ask me who i used to like in primary school, i can openly answer the question. i'm not embarrassed, in fact i laugh at how funny it was. how could i have liked them that much? and the things i did, oh the things i did. how i kept a diary and wrote a letter. . . pfft what an idiot. i confessed to some of them that i had a crush on them like, about 5 years back, and they were surprised to know. i was, and still am, so good at hiding my feelings.

i'm good at hiding things. if i want to. if i really want to, even a secret so big, you wouldn't know. if you know something, by looking at me or listening to what i say or reading what i type, even though it may not be obvious and it confuses you, makes you wonder the meaning behind it, just assume i purposely drop the hints. because i want you to know.

it might look accidental, but it's just how i want it to seem to be. i want people to think they know something that i don't want them to know, because i don't want to let them know i want them to know. get it?





that being said, don't ever think the above paragraph is applicable all the time. meaning, don't expect "oh, she's acting this way, i think i get it that she's sending a message. i think i know what it means, i think she purposely does it because she wants me to understand her, without really telling me what it's about. i get her". no no no.

there's never a rule for anything. there's never an exception. there's only what happens. and what happens, you don't really know. don't think you can read me because you read my blog. i can always fool you to thinking that misleading monologue, because i can fool anybody.






but one thing for sure, i can't fool me.

cause i know myself better.

and knowing something but having no ability to lie to yourself, it sucks.





Sunday, April 3, 2011

It was nice knowing you :)

I went to sleep thinking about this mess which was occupying my mind.

but i dreamed of something else. it was one of the weirdest dreams i've ever had, and one of the bests, too. it was totally unrelated with what i was thinking before i was drowned in unconsciousness. it was something that would never happen. it pulled up the muscles on my mouth, i was smiling with happiness all the time, from the moment the alternate world began until the second i realized it was just a fantasy. it felt so real. my skin sensed it.

it doesn't really steal my attention in real life. sometimes i get affected (it is obvious as i'm openly enjoying the feeling) but not as much as i do when it comes to the mess mentioned. but the dream helped me to get over the mess, even in my sleep. i don't hope for it to come true, i never have, for like i said, it's just something which puts a smile on my face, on dull days.

i stared up the ceiling, grinned, and wished the dream would continue if i close my eyes once more.


it did not.



it was just a sweet dream, distracting me from the bitter reality.

Saturday, April 2, 2011

Do You?

many tales to be told. many photos to be published.

yet don't feel like doing anything.

who cares anyway.

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