Why I Love My Mother

There shouldn't be a reason why one should love their mother. it shouldn't even be questioned.

You should love your mother because she's your mother, it's that simple. even animals love their mother, it's that natural. you should love her because you only have one mother. if you don't love her, then who will you love? your girlfriend? love for your father doesn't even come close. if she's gone, there's no one else, i repeat, no one else that will be your mother. of course, not every woman can bear children, but she still can love one as her own. a woman such as her might come into your life, but no woman will replace the one who pushed you out of her vagina or whose belly was cut open before a doctor pulled you out of her. yes.

however, it has been known to happen in some cases how some people hate their own mother, whether for the right or wrong reasons it doesn't matter because after you've lost her you will feel bad, you will be sad, trust me, no matter how you want to get rid of her. i don't know how you feel, cos i never hate my mom (although i know how it feels not to like my own flesh and blood), but this one, i know. you will feel sorrow.

ok i just mentioned how you should love your mother because they are your mother, no other reason is required. but i still want to tell you why i love my mother. cos quite paradoxically, i wonder why anyone would love their mother besides the obvious reasons i have stated, because their mother is not my mother. muahahaha. *please honour me with a bitchslap if you understand what i just said*

Why I Love My Mother

*parappapapapapadadadapapadadadadadadada - How I Met Your Mother soundtrack*

Mama as a housewife

i understand that some mothers need to help their hubby earn money, and i respect those who do well at both being a mother and a worker because not everyone can carry the responsibilities. i know some working moms who buy food from mamak, McD and all that everyday not because they can't cook but because they don't want to, rely on maids to do everything including washing their underwears (not cool) or even worse, get their old parents to help them with all sorts of stuffs that are supposed to be done by themselves.

but no matter how capable a working woman is in being a wife and a mother, it will never, i repeat, neverrrrr be the same as having a full-time housewife and a stay-at-home mom. i'm not saying other women do a less brilliant job at being a wife and a mother, but it's just.... different. i have a couple of friends whose mom is a housewife, and they understand. "memang tak sama, memang lain sangat," they said. for that, babah was and i am eternally grateful for having such a lady in da house.

what makes me more terharu is, my mom is actually someone who enjoyed working. enjoyed waking up in the morning, taking public transport during her anak dara old days, doing whatever her boss told her to do, going to lunch with workmates, and being paid at the end of the month. even now, she enjoys looking at neighbours dressing up and driving off to work.

she got married at 24, had her first baby a year later, had her second the following year in Philippine as she followed babah who was a soldier transferred to the country, got back to homeland and worked for a while before she had her third son, which marked the end of her career life. 

since then, for almost 30 years, she has been a housewife whose routine is very tiring everyday, but which she has been doing anyway.

that's what inspired me to be a housewife. because being a housewife is the most noble job a woman can do. to leave all the glory and fame of being a career woman and spend your life at the service of your family, it's not easy, i tell you. my mom gives so much to babah and her children. by staying at home, you don't just be a housewife, but you be a cook, a cleaner, a friend, a teacher, and so much more.

if God wills it, if i marry someone whose salary is enough to make him the only breadwinner in the family, then i shall quit my job like my mom did, and even if i can't contribute on a smaller scale to the country, i still can contribute something to my family which means the world to them and me. 

when my friends find out this desire of mine, i think you can guess their reactions. being skeptic, saying i'm being unrealistic and all that shitz. that i'm being foolish despite what i have and will achieve. i don't care what i study and who i will be, at the end of the day i still want to do unpaid work for my family. study is study, it is necessary. but it's a different story. they just don't understand.

some people can't understand this, but i do, for my mother is a housewife too.

the only thing is.... i'm not sure if i'm a housewife material.

Mama as a teacher

being a stay-at-home mom gave my mom the chance and time to teach me things other kids were taught by their kindergarten teachers, mostly. at the age when some kids should know something already, they don't. because their parents are busy working. i myself have no idea how some parents can work and still entertain their kids, it must be deadly exhausting. sending kids to taska and something like that helps, but not as much.

my mom was never a teacher, but she was one to me. the first surah i memorize when i couldn't even read Quran was 'inna a'taina kal kautsar'. i was only 3. she said she can never forget how i, dengan pelat dan comelnya (her words weh haha), recite the surah. at an age as early as that too, she taught me how to mengaji, read, calculate. babah told her "dia kecik lagi," but she said i was the one who wanted to learn. sadly, once i know how to read Al-Quran, i was so lazy i took years to khatam. i did when i was 7, way ahead of my peers, but my mom still said if i wasn't too lazy, i would have khatam-ed much earlier and saved her the trouble.

yes, i did give her troubles during my 'kelas mengaji'. sometimes i wouldn't mengaji even if she forced me. when i was wrong and she corrected me, i would rebel. dia marahlah dah aku buat perangai, and there's even a page in the Quran i first read (which is still mine now) yang terkoyak. because i was crying and i was showing her my protest. i didn't tear it on purpose though, it was a 'collateral damage'.

but all her (and my) hardwork paid off as when i was asked to mengaji at sekolah rendah, i had no problem, there was one time when my seniors at sekolah agama was in charge of our class (ustaz ustazah ada meeting) they asked me to mengaji. they were surprised because they expected a pause here and there, a stutter or something. when they asked and i told them aku dah khatam, baru dorang faham.

i remember using my bro's notebook to write a b c to z, the numbers and somethings of that sort. i made trips to the kitchen for the sole reason of asking my mom to make me some exercises. '4 + 7 - 3' and all that, i wasn't even in kindergarten yet. sadly, that all stopped when i should be doing exercises at school.

when i was in kindergarten, i was the first kid who could read. it was because i already knew how to read even before the teachers taught me using 'Bacalah Anakku' series. my mom taught me. i remember reading alone outside the house, and having to shout at her asking how to pronounce this one thing, it's so hard... "ejaan dia macam mana?" she would shout back. "N-Y-A" i answered loudly. "Nya lah, kan mama dah ajar," yes she did, but 'nya' to me was one heck of a hard thing.... before i met Add Math.

being the first kid who finished 'Bacalah Anakku' i was given a prize. a storybook. 'Cendawan', or something like that. about some animals finding shelter under a mushroom when it was raining.... or something. i can't remember, but i really did love that book. the cover alone was colourful and cute. i still have it.

when my teachers asked me to read muqaddam, i didn't exactly read it... because i had already memorized most of the surahs. so i just pretended to look at the muqaddam and recite whatever i knew in my head, because if i really read it, i would be nervous and screw up . i don't even know why.

everything i know today, it started with my mother. it started with her being my first teacher. she gave me a good start, and every Teacher's Day, it is also a day to celebrate her.

my mom said the reason she sent me to kindergarten when i was 6 was only because she wanted me to socialize. or else, i would have been one of those kids who cried and couldn't let go of their mom and too shy to make new friends on the first day of school. her method worked, because the first day of school, i insisted my mom to go home quickly and when my bro came during recess to buy me food, i asked him to leave immediately. uda, you were embarrassing me.

Mama as a friend

i used to question God (LOL) why my mom isn't like those moms on tv. when i was in primary school, it was my depression era, my dark age. the difference between me now and me then is i used to be freaking secretive i wouldn't tell anything to anyone even if it killed me inside. so i was hoping my mom would come to me when she knew i was depressed and be like "what's wrong dear, tell mama," but she never did, because she wasn't just that type of mom.

now when i know how my friends' moms are, i wonder if those momS on tv actually exist. i'll even be skeptical about it anytime the tv shows parents or siblings so concern and kind to each other, saying "dalam tv bolehlaa!"

it doesn't matter if my mom isn't anything like moms on tv, because at least, my mom is real. she's here. now i'm more talkative and expressive, i still keep some things to myself but i am no longer so secretive. plus, if my mom isn't that kinda mom who comes to me and asks what's wrong, i'll be the kinda daughter who comes to her and tells her who does me wrong.

since i lower my guard, i am always the one who goes to her and tells her everything. she asks sometimes about some things, so there are some improvements in our relationship. hahah. i even tell her things she would rather not know, like who my crush is. i show her some pictures of some of my ex-crushes and she always says "tak hensem pun," and i will convince her "dia tak fotogenik, kat luar memang hensem," hahah. 

she has a different idea of who is 'handsome' and 'nice', and although i used to love the idea secretly, now i hate it to the core. maaa, you know most things. but some things, i know more. as i grow older, i find it easier to tell mama almost everything. there are some things i refuse to let her know, but sometime i just burst it all out, with crying and sobbing included in the package.

sometimes when i'm talking to her, i know she isn't listening (like alwaysss) and i would go like "maaaa dengarlaaaaaaaaaa" or turn off the tv so she can focus on my story. so you should know, my mother being my best friend, is my effort. in any relationship really, be it with anyone, you have to crash the wall down and instead, build a bridge. in simpler word, being ego won't help anything.

even if my mom isn't someone who will rub my head or hug me when i'm sad, she's always there when i feel faktap and need her. i don't want to tell her what's bothering me most of the times, i just want to be with her.  even when i explode, i hide my tears. she will say some things which might not help, but make me feel better.

the third seven years of a child's life, parents should be their friends. my mom nailed it.

Mama as a chef

My mama is a chef, nuff said. she cooks like she owns a restaurant or work at a 5-star hotel. i no kid okeh.

i know how everyone will say their mom's cooking is the best, i know i know. mungkin sebab dengan air tangan dia lah kita membesar kan. i even know someone whose mother cooks macam untuk orang sakit makan..... not enough garam and everything. and she still thinks her mom's food is the best. weird.

HOWEVER MY MOM is not in a case such as that one lah k. other people who have tasted my mother's cooking knows it is da bomb lah k. da bomb. daaaa. bomb. k nuff ama nuff.

Mama as a supporter

i can talk about how mama supports me in many ways, emotionally, financially... hehhe. but this time, i just want to talk about how she always, always, always prays for her children.

when my bros are studying overseas and they have exams, my mom would count the different time zone between US and Malaysia, and then recite Al-Quran, some special surahs, and solat hajat for them, for every paper, every day. i tell ya that.

she does the same thing for me. she wakes up at 4 am, even i rarely wake up that early, on days when i have exams and tests. as SPM was getting closer, she wakes up way before subuh more and more. sometimes dia puasa untuk aku, seeing as aku jenis orang yang takleh puasa hari periksa. 

if you have been reading my blog for a long time, you should know that i honestly think all my good exam results were because of my mom's prayers. always. i'm not lying. i studied at the last minute every time, and i didn't finished studying everything almost all the time, but my results made me look as if i was someone who studied everyday, all day, and have everything in my head already, when the fact is, i was not that person.

my mom's prayers made up for the person i was not able to be.

if you're wondering, well i must say that our mother-daughter relationship isn't perfect. we disagree and argue all the freaking time. even now, we're giving each other silent treatment. she expects too much from me, as she should, cos i'm too lazy. that is just one among many reasons why we always end up fighting.

but she's my mom and i'm her daughter, at the end of the day we will start talking again to each other :D

ok, i think this is enough. although i can go onnn and onnnnnn and bore all of you as though i'm the only one who loves my mom. but seriously, i love her to the point of not acting the way i should considering i'm 18 olredi. i always ask her why am i like this maaaaaa, and she has no idea.

i'm just full of love and i have nobody else to give it to babeh.

wanna be somebody?

*bitchslap*

How I Love My Mother

It's raining and I'm crying.

today is mother's day, but my mom, the best mother in the world, isn't celebrated. no big deal? it has been a long time since Mother's Day is celebrated in our family. they just don't care. of course we love Mama so much, we don't need a special day. i myself, hug and kiss and tell her i love her every day, all day.

aku paling manja, bukan sebab aku mengada, tapi sebab aku taktau camne nak tunjuk aku hargai dia. so aku just baring sebelah dia, duduk sebelah dia, tengok tv sebelah dia, baca paper sebelah dia, and do all sorts of things i bet other 18-year-olds wouldn't do. aku kesah hape kau nak panggil aku anak manja? dulu aku kesah, aku malu, aku memang tak serapat ni dengan mak aku. padahal baru sekolah rendah. tapi makin besar, aku makin sedar. nak malu apa? dia sorang je mak aku. bapak aku dah takde. aku taktau sampai bila aku ada dia. so? ada rasa nak panggil aku manja? i'm sorry if my love for my only living parent is a joke to you. don't be someone who will not get it unless your dad dies too.

in my case, it's not the devastation. but losing my dad has effects on my feelings for my mom.

my being manja has reasons. reasons most of you couldn't even understand when you were little, when i already did, and some of you can't even understand now. pity.

so yes, i give uncountable undivided shits for Mother's Day. cos i care.

seperti biasa, Hari Ibu macam hari biasa je. lepas Babah dah takde, there's no more celebrating with gifts and flowers and eating at exclusive clubs and fancy diners. it's not that we never celebrated Mama, we had a heck of celebrations in the past. to see what little shit is given in the present, makes it sadder than ever. 

seperti biasa, aku tanya ma apa dia nak. taknak pape. tanya ma dia nak aku masak apa. taknak pape. tanya ma dia nak makan apa. taknak pape. aku paksa dia. taknak pape. mak aku bukan macam aku, mak aku memang jenis tak emosional bernostalgia bersentimental.

aku selalu tanya dia yang dia memang tak kesah ke dia buat-buat tak kesah sebab taknak aku make a big deal out of everything (tak sambut Birthday, tak sambut Mother's day, takde apa-apa istimewa, anak-anak kadang-kadang macam tak guna, aku akan tinggalkan dia kesunyian keseorangan dan macam-macam lagi perkara yang aku pulak berperasaan lebih).

dia jawab dia memang tak kesah. kalau betul Alhamdulillah. because i can't bear to imagine my mom feeling like i am feeling, because it puts me in misery not to be able to make her happy. mungkin Allah memang buat mak aku macam ni sebab kalau dia macam aku, dia takkan tahan hidup macam kitorang hidup sekarang ni. things have changed so much since the good old days.

aku jugak harap mak aku takkan rindu aku bila aku sambung belajar nanti. 18 tahun aku duduk dengan dia, jadi anak yang seboleh-bolehnya habiskan setiap saat dengan dia. mungkin agak susah untuk tak rindu. tapi aku memang rela dia tak fikirkan aku, lupakan aku, as long as dia sentiasa doakan aku. sebab aku tau rindu tu perit. sunyi tu sedih. aku taknak dia rasa macam tu. biar aku sorang je yang rasa semua tu.


aku rasa mak aku tak faham macam mana aku sayang dia sebab opah aku meninggal masa mak aku umur 5 tahun. dia pun pernah cakap yang dia kecik masa tu, manelah nak faham sangat kasih sayang ni. manelah nak sedih sangat bila mak tiba-tiba pergi. sebab tu dia tak emosi, dia macam laki, macam ayah dia, macam aki. aku faham. sebab aku pun macam tu jugak dengan bapak aku. tak faham apa rasa sayang dekat bapak sendiri. sekarang baru terasa, tapi takkan pernah sama.


haritu dia tengok rancangan ape tah kat tv, cakap pasal masakan ibu. tiba-tiba dia sedih. sebab dia tak dapat rasa air tangan opah. kalau rasa pun, dia belum reti hargai. selama ni aku hari-hari puji masakan dia yang sedap gila walaupun hanya buat maggi, dia tak pernah faham tu semua. dalam rancangan tu dorang cakap walaupun mak masak telur goreng, sedap tak terkata. mak aku tak faham macam mana telur boleh sedap, maggi boleh sedap. sebab dia tak faham masakan ibu.


kesian mak aku.


but it's easier that way ma, i thought to myself. you would never experience the grief of losing a mother, you would never experience the worry i have to endure.


 even without guidance from a mother, my mother has no problem being the best mom ever.

there are things i do for my mother. but i have a feeling that she's not taking it. to make sure she does, i'll say if she doesn't take it, aku tak dapat pahala, tak kesian ke kat aku yang banyak dosa? i know i'm not a good enough daughter, so to make up for my flaws and mistakes i have alternatives, if only she agrees. it doesn't need my effort, but it's something i can afford. i say everything i get is HARAM (dah macam UAI pulak aku) if she doesn't take it. just to make sure my dear mother gets what i give.

i feel bad not buying her anything, but she says i've already given enough, particularly this year for an experience we both shared together. i will never give you enough Ma. if it's my money you're worried about, isn't it only common sense how the more we give the more we get back? i don't mind not having anything as long as i have you.

so i called my bro, just to tell him to order us something to eat. something special, something Ma loves. i think he was joking, but i couldn't accept this absurdity anymore -

"Ustaz Azhar Idrus kata Mother's Day haram"

THAT'S IT. ENUFF OF IT.

with all due respect, sudah-sudahlah haramkan benda lain ustaz, ini pun nak haramkan jugak? kenapa suka sangat haramkan benda yang tak pasti? jatuhkan hukum tanpa perbincangan dengan ulama lain? jatuhkan hukum sesuka hati? sebab  orang sekarang teruja sangat nak tau hukum semua benda? sebab senang percaya semua yang haram semata? cari kesalahan orang lain dan kasi markah kat diri sendiri sebab tak buat benda yang 'haram'? ada yang ustaz cakap memang betul. ada perkara yang tak patut dibuat atau dah sah berdosa. tapi perlu jatuhkan hukum? bila ustaz masuk bab haram memang otak saya terus shut down.

since now people tend to 'haramize' things, because people tend to believe the 'haramization' even though it comes from one source without being further discussed and concluded from many qualified sources, i resort to my own way of understanding things. if it's clearly sinful to do one thing, then don't do it. if there's no dalil, hadith or fatwa, then it's up to you if you think your niat justifies it. just because someone says something is haram, and it sounds strict and islamic enough, doesn't mean it really is.

"Hari Ibu haram sebab hari ibu patutnya hari-hari, hari-hari ibu patut disayangi dan dihargai"

R U KIDDIN ME?! 

siapa pulak suruh hargai and sayang ibu hari ni je? takde peraturan macam tu pun. harini ialah hari untuk celebrate. kalau ada duit, sebagai tanda balas jasa belanjalah mak pape. "patutnya kita kasi duit kat mak setiap bulan!" ah spesis macam ni ada je nak jawab kan? orang sekarang ada yang bekerja, belajar jauh. time ni lah nak balik, nak call, nak hantar kad ke. bukan semua duduk dengan mak dia boleh berjasa kat mak hari-hari. bukan semua orang tak malu macam aku nak tunjuk kasih sayang hari-hari. jadi hari ni hari mereka mula biasakan diri. salah? SALAH?

pasal sejarah Hari Ibu. itu dulu. hari ni korang sambut mak korang. korang sambut dengan niat yang baik, cara yang baik. faham-faham sendiri. common sense. Islam ni mudah. jangan buat Islam jadi payah. ini tak boleh itu tak boleh. masalah.

dan sebab tu, aku menangis. aku tutup telefon terus. aku lari masuk bilik angkut laptop. eh laptop pegi mana2 pun mesti ada, dalam situasi apa pun.

aku pun dengan linangan air mata dan hingus cari apa aku boleh order online. mak aku tak suka fast food ni. aku google delivery food. oh rupanya banyak makanan boleh hantar sampai rumah! oh ada Room Service Delivery yang tolong hantarkan makanan dari kedai yang takde delivery! termasuk Kenny Rogers! mak aku suka kenny rogers! aku pun pilih lah ayam dengan side dish segala.

turun bawah nak ambik fon, sebab nanti dia call nak konfemkan order.

tetiba tengok mak aku tengah masak beef steak. wut.

kesian mak aku. 

ok tadi takdelah macam ni, tadi mak aku buat steak dengan sayur je, takde prawn cocktail or fries segala. aku tanya asal tak buat, dia kata tak sempat. tula, masak steak diam-diam lagi. bukan nak bagitau. padahal aku rasa aku dah tanya dah siang tadi taknak masak pape special ke? kalau tak aku boleh tolong buat benda lain. sian mak aku. tak dapat dah makan steak kat luar, makan kat rumah pun jadilah.

tapi lagi bagus, sebab steak mak aku terrrrrbaik!

my mom's beef steak is the best in the world. everything my mom cooks is the best in the world. my mom is the best in the world. i would choose her over my life and the world.

i'm not kidding. i have for countless times imagined the worst case scenarios and how i would do anything just to save her, because i can't bear living without her. because i'm selfish. i would rather die.

when other teenagers are saying these stuffs to their so called lovers, i say it to my mother. but of course, i don't say it to her, i say it for her.

i just, i want to give the best to you today ma, like you've given the best to me everyday. but it seems i can only be by your side like any other day. it upsets me so much how you are not celebrated like other mothers. i owe you the world and more. everyday i try, but i just love you so much more than i'm able to show.

aku sayang sangat mak aku. sangat sangat sangat aku menangis fikir betapa aku sayang dia. aku menangis setiap kali aku doa panjangkan umur dia. aku menangis setiap kali aku bersyukur dia masih ada. lagilah dalam sebulan before sambung belajar ni, setiap kali aku bayangkan hidup tanpa dia, harap dia selamat and sihat sementara aku takde, dia ada untuk sambut aku balik, setiap kali tu aku menangis.

kalau aku cakap aku lagi sayang mak aku daripada korang sayang mak korang, kang kata aku over pulak.

fikir macamnilah. dari dulu salah satu sebab aku tak tenang duduk MRSM, kenapa aku taknak masuk asrama balik, kenapa aku takut nak biar mak aku pergi mana-mana, kenapa aku risau nak tidur malam-malam, kenapa aku risau nak sambung belajar kat tempat lain tinggal mak aku, kenapa aku tak perlu keluar selalu, kenapa aku tak teringin nak menggatal ngan lelaki bajet kesunyian, kenapa aku rasa aku tak perlu kahwin selagi mak aku ada, kenapa aku rasa hidup aku cukup walaupun aku ada mak aku je, ialah sebab aku sayang mak aku. aku paranoid. sebab tu aku manja. aku nak hidup puas dengan mak aku. aku sayang mak aku sangat-sangat sampai tahap yang aku taktau normal ke tak. 

doa yang sentiasa aku lafaz dalam hati and ingat dalam kepala, lepas solat, lepas mengaji, sebelum tidur and bila-bila je, lebih daripada doa aku untuk diri sendiri ialah doa semoga Allah panjangkan umur Ma, jangan ambik dia selagi aku tak bersedia, biar dia dapat tengok aku berjaya, berkeluarga, jadi mak macam dia, biar dia ada dengan aku sampai bila-bila. dengan doa ni

Maksudnya: Ya Allah, ampunilah segala dosaku, dan (dosa) kedua ibubapaku, dan rahmatilah keduanya sepertimana mereka mendidikku pada waktu kecil.

amin. amin. amin.

i always ask her what can i do for her. i know praying for her is enough. but nothing will ever be enough. that's why i try to do everything for her in every way.

if that makes me the wrong one here to want to celebrate my own mother on Mother's Day?

then, proudly guilty.

Interview MARA PILN 2012 Versi Saya

MARA interview was all about thinking, talking, discussing, debating, concluding, answering questions, being provoked, being saiko-ed and laughing. yes. so chill out, what cha yelling for, lay back, it has all been done before~ pe tetiba lagu avril ni.

betul, cilek sudah. aku prepare apa pun tak kecuali pagi tu lepas mandi rasa bertanggungjawab sikitlah nak prektis kan. macam tak menghargai peluang je dibiarkan begitu sahaja pergi melenggang tanpa ilmu di dada. aku pun prektis bercakap. duduk hadap laptop tengok balik draft FAQ yang aku dah buat sebelum first interview dulu. padahal aku tau interview Mara takde soalan camtu, cuma nak biar otak bergerak so tak berkerak sangat kang tergagap-gagap lak. bacela jugak sikit pasal Mara. takde pun prektis depan cermin. penat ah berdiri depan cermin tengok muka sendiri, kalau hensem takpe gak har har har k gurau je aku tak menilai rupa :3 bila tengah siap-siap pakai tudung segala baru try cakap depan cermin, sekali ya Allah camni ke muka aku bercakap selama ni langsung tak menarik aku pun bosan haish kena tarik otot muka biar berseri comel sikit kesian.

oh before tu, esei aku sebagai future reference untuk future applicants.

first draft aku seribu perkataan kot, padahal limit 300 je. dah dalam internet aku tengok semua ribu riban, so i got carried awaylah. aku kan beriya je bab menulis ni. ada orang kata yang ribu riban tu zaman dulu, sekarang ni dorang nak pendek je. nanti dorang tak baca. paling teruk pun penuh satu page. so aku cut down sampai jadi paling teruk ni. ingat senang ke hah nak cut down words yang kita rasa bermakna untuk tolong kita dapat bantuan pelajaran?! yes, you should sell yourself in your essay. kau ingat aku tak segan ke baca balik apa aku tulis ni. janganlah masukkan fakta bosan, esp yang dorang dah tau macam asal mana, mak bapak sape, adik beradik berapa. takyah jugak listkan setiap pertandingan dan pencapaian kau, bazir perkataan. banyak lagi benda yang boleh ditulis, yang takde dalam borang, dalam sijil, dalam resume. bila tulis esei atau jawab interview, fikir apa yang akan impress kau kalau kaulah tukang baca atau tukang interviewnya. inilah masanya to show the real you.


but don't brag and be boastful cos you wouldn't get the offer if i were to be the interviewer.

ok so, interview aku

kod : LN0332

kos : Sains Sosial (Psikologi/Law/Enviromental Science/Hospitality/etc)

panel : 12

pukul : 3 pm

tarikh : 12/5

tempat : Kolej Polytech MARA, Bangi

k takde sape kesah pasal semua ni.

semua nak kesah pasal awekz je. eh awekz awekzzz!

lai lai awekz mariii! weh sejak bila kau merempit ni. tak senonoh bunyinya. group aku semua pompuan, mungkin sebab laki tak tau apa kejnya sains sosial, atau tak minat. which is bullpee because sains sosial is awesome! kami awekz psychology, law, enviromental science and hospitality! kitorang 6 orang je, yang lagi 2 tah wallahualam mana peginya. dapat Bank Negara Kijang Emas Perak bagai tu kot. y u no kam tu mara intebiu?!

takpe, kitorang berenam pun dah kecoh habis kan gurlz?

5 A's and an F. tak, bukan result SPM. tapi nama group kitorang yang aku sesuka hati kasi. dari kiri - Aisyah (law), Anis (law), Ama (psy), Aina (psy), Alia (env sc), and Fatimah (hosp). you see wut i did thaaar? see the connection between our names and the group's name??? SEEEEEEE?

nobody really cares Ama. they just want you to shut the heaven up and go straight to the point. k fine guys. fine.

le me after the interview

kitorang lepas daftar je terus sembang macam-macam gaya makcik-makcik, it's good you know to build chemistry and avoid awkward moments later during the interview. so come early and be friendly. pot pet dalam bahasa melayu, tapi pas masuk bilik interview je, berdiri kat meja and disuruh duduk, dan dan semua "thank you". maka tempoh speaking pun bermula.

bilik interview tu dalam classroom or something, but for sure there was no aircond la. so you don't have to be worried of being cold to death like i was when i went for Felda. just nice, tak sejuk tak panas.

after we were given a paper which had instructions and our case study, the first thing that interviewer dude (let's call him Sir Saiko because he saiko-ed us a lot) said was "do you know what colour the paper is?"

wut?

"uhm... purple?"

"purple? really?"

"......"

"indigo!" he said. k.

"it's in purple family" one of us replied. back at chaaaa.

so our case study was -

there were two people who were severely injured or sick or something, but we could only save one person. the first one was Faizal, a 20-year-old. he's an outstanding student and the only breadwinner in his family. the second one was Dato M, a 60-year-old. he's a successful businessman who had contributed a lot to the country. ya no who did i pick? OF COURSE FAIZAL! I WAS FIGHTING FOR YOU DUDE! THE SOLE BREADWINNER?! THAT DESERVES ALL THE MEDICAL ATTENTION IN THE WORLD. tsk

at first we discussed together the pros and cons of each patient, and then we formed two groups. one rooting for the young boy and another for the old man. when we were discussing the interviewers weren't really paying attention to us, i was like "weh look at me la i'm talking and contributing and stuffs". but when we were debating, Sir Saiko was standing in front of our table and walking around us. so make sure you shine~ but do not dominate the discussion and debatela. give others the chance to talk. the problem is when you've given them the opportunity, they can't stop. hahah.

after that he asked us some questions regarding the case study. he even changed the situation a few times (suddenly we're doctors in a private hospital and if we save the old man his family would grant us 1 million dollars but it's wrong morally and so unethical of a doctor to save somebody just because of money but then our management forced us to because they're materialistic and selfish and so much dramas aku teringat Grey's Anatomy terus). so that one question per interviewee and one minute to answer only? never happened in our case.

because Sir Saiko kept going on and on saiko-ing people and asking unrelated questions. to Aisyah and Fatimah he asked who should the loan be granted to, leaving them awkward and feeling guilty. as both Aina and I applied for Psychology under Social Science, he asked Aina "why does Fatimah look anxious?" and me "ask Fatimah who's the only one who should stay in the crashing plane" which i responded very psychologist-ish telling her to take her time to decide and then he said "very good" hepi jap aku, and then another question to me "i'm dying here i wanna kill myself what should you do?" and i was like wut ok answer anyway something like this "when people are suicidal like you, usually they don't want to hear anything cliche but nevertheless true, there might even not be enough time to talk so i'll just do whatever i can to stop them, er, you from killing yourself and after you've calmed down, i'll help you to understand there's more to life than whatever it is causing you to want to kill yourself". the whole time i was talking he was smiling and i felt a lil bit awkward, like was he smiling because i was doing well or he found me funny or did he think "pity this girl, hm just smile to make her confident"? he wasn't even contradicting me like he was with others. ngan orang lain bukan main lagi attack macam-macam, membuat aku rasa dipinggirkan dan tak diberi peluang serta perhatian lol wut.

after he was done torturing us with awkward moments and hard decisions, he asked each of us "why are you here". and after aku dah jawab, he said "do you have anything else to say?"

"i want to ask -"

"that's not what i asked"

oh.... k. fine takleh tanyalah ni?

"i want to say thank you for this opportunity and please, please consider me"

kesian je bunyi.

after all of us answered his last question, sort of like the last chance to appeal, to "pick meee!", to make puppy eyes and smile sweetly, he said "you may be dismissed".

WOAA TU JE SEKEJAPNYAAA RASA!

said thank you and salam dua orang interviewer pompuan who did not interview us or to be exact, say anything at all and i wonder how would they choose who is qualified for the loan? are they even qualified to choose who's qualified? or will this be a matter of luck and rezeki? because all of us did our best, let alone other hundreds and thousands of interviewees. 

never mind that. one different thing i noticed about myself is i was not as enthusiastic or determined as i was when i was applying for the loan. when i found out i was called for the interview with Mara, for A-Level at INTEC in Psychology, the pre-u, the place, and the course which i've wanted for so long since i was a kid, i did not feel the pressure, which i should feel if i really, really, really wanted the loan. when i knew i could apply for what i've always dreamt of, i had teary eyes. like i wanted it so badly, the last chance for me to study overseas in Psychology. but before the interview, i didn't feel the same sensation. it was weird. maybe because aku dah settle dengan PALAM and malas nak fikir banyak nak buat rayuan masuk asasi kemanusiaan UIA lah apalah. malas nak fikir pasal study plan, and yes that includes Psychology. because my original study plan tak menjadi. malas nak fikir lagi sebab mungkin itulah takdir aku, masuk PALAM, belajar benda lain, tak macam yang aku idam-idamkan. malas nak fikir sebab taknak tersalah pilih takdir. malas nak fikir takut salah pilih pastu kena mula semula. malas fikir nak fly, walaupun seumur hidup aku cita-cita aku nak belajar overseas sejak belum masuk tadika lagi. aku dah tak kempunan fly sejak lepas SPM, bila aku betul-betul decide nak masuk UIA ambik degree psychology. tapi sekarang UIA pun dah ke mana psychology pun dah ke mana, alang-alang baik fly ye dak? tapi entahlah. malas nak fikir.

itulah masalah aku sekarang. malas berfikir. sebab tu aku pergi interview pun otak macam kosong je haha. 

takpelah, ada rezeki, adalah. takde, takpe. apa-apa pun, semoga apa yang aku dapat, apa yang aku pilih, yang terbaik untuk aku sekarang sampai bila-bila, dunia akhirat. amin :)

wehooo dah lama tak camwhore tangkap gambar angle Myspace pastu letak kat blog hoh.

Bila Orang Muda Pot Pet Pasal Politik

Assalamualaikum.

Bismillahirrahmanirrahim. (tetiba nak mulakan dengan bismillah, mentang-mentang post taboo, terus sopan je mukadimah)

aku tau blog aku tak banyak orang baca pun, tapi aku tak kisah. aku tak tahan dah. i want to blog about politics from the eyes of an 18-year-old. i want to blog about things i've restrained my tongue from saying and my fingers from getting involved in online bickering. the main reason aku nak bersuara pasal apa yang aku senyapkan selama ni ialah sebab ramai sangat dah bersuara kat luar sana.

tapi suara yang menyakitkan hati. suara yang tak mengerti tapi nak jadi pakar dalam bab ni. suara yang main komen sesuka hati. suara yang buat kawan jadi lawan, pinggan dibaling periuk berterbangan, jiran tetangga tak lagi bertukar makanan, sedara mara sesama keluarga bercakaran mengakibatkan duit raya tidak diberi kepada anak penyokong parti yang dibenci. kesian.

isk isk isk.

aku nak mulakan dengan politik dan orang muda. orang muda terbahagi kepada beberapa kumpulan ye;

1. Kumpulan Ada Aku Kesah?

aku tau korang taknak kesah sebab korang nampak apa jadi kat mereka yang kesah. pung pang gebang gaduh pasal sape betul sape salah. korang takyahlah perangai tak semegah camtu, ambik contoh yang baik - cam aku. har har. politik is a part of life. sampai bila korang nak jadi blur?

sampai bila nak mengaku warganegara, tapi bila bab politik yang korang kena rajin cari maklumat sikit, benti main game tengok tv sikit, terus tak main peranan. teruk gila korang hahaha. tak, aku sirius. sampai bila korang nak jadi oblivious?

sampai korang habis belajar? budak-budak takyah sibuk? study is my priority besides cari awekz dan lepak sana sini? seseorang yang aku lupa sape pernah tweet sesuatu yang bunyi begini - "dorang kata pelajar tak patut tau politik. dan korang, pelajar, setuju. korang setuju bila dorang kata korang bodoh tak boleh handle dua benda dalam satu masa?"

malangnya budak-budak kita, study dan cinta boleh pula nak pikul dua-dua.

aku pun malas jugak, sebab makin aku ambik tau, makin aku sakit hati. makin aku tau realiti dunia ni. makin aku rasa nak maki bertubi-tubi. bukan sebab nak teruskan duduk bawah tempurung yang aku rasa selamat dan senang. apa yang jadi luar tempurung tu satu haram pun aku taktau. bukan sebab aku malas camtu.

masalah bertambah bila orang yang taktau, buat-buat tau. tolonglah buat cara taktau. jangan keluarkan sepatah pun dari mulut kalau hanya tengok apa yang terhidang depan mata, dengar apa yang orang kata, lagi-lagi kalau jenis yang suka jadi juri ni. politik pelik, so korang kena guna mata, telinga, otak, semua pancaindera yang ada dan paling penting, guna hati. bukan perasaan k, tapi hati.

I don't simply talk about politics with people who merely thinks with logic. with the wrong ideas and agendas, it gets dirty and ugly. to me, it's better to be on the wrong side (with the right reasons) than to be on fence. even if it's only to you, at least what you stand for makes sense.

2. Kumpulan Aku Beri Sepenuh Perhatian Dan Berjuang Walaupun Dengan Cara Yang Salah Sebab Niat Aku Betul! LOL

apa parti kau sokong pun aku hormat sebab kau ada kesedaran. tapi tolong, tolonglah dan tolong lagi, jangan rasa kau hebat tau semua benda, sebab banyak mana pun blogwalking kau buat pun, banyak mana Utusan, Metro, Kosmo, Harakah, Keadilan kau baca, kau takkan tau semuanya.

tolong jugak jangan bergaduh semata-mata nak tunjuk kau betul, sebab nak menang, nak puas hati, nak malukan lawan kau. kalau rasa takleh amalkan debat secara sihat, dan tahap kesabaran paras buku lali, baik jangan mulakan apa-apa. stop provoking. stop responding. stop fighting. stop talking with sentiments and assumptions. stop doing everything bad just because you want to feel better. orang cam kaulah yang buat politik jadi kotor dan buat Kumpulan Ada Aku Kesah? tak ambik kesah tau tak.

do not talk with people who do not want to know, or think. seriously, it's annoying to see the amount of ignorance behind the 'i know it all' they show.

memang korang nak bagi orang lain sedar apa yang korang sokonglah paling betul dalam dunia dan yang lain salah semuanya, tapi kalau rasa kau takkan dapat terima bila orang lain cuba nak bagi kau sedar, then jangan mula. kalau rasa takleh bertukar pandangan secara aman, jangan mula. jangan suarakan pendapat politik kau kalau tau nak condemn pendapat lain je.

aku takkan buang masa dengan orang macamni, lagi menaikkan darah tinggi. cos i know a lost cause when i see it.

students should learn about politics. we are not just students, we're also citizens. ignorance won't help in the midst of misleading information and wrong opinions. but of course, neither will obsession.

kumpulan nilah yang turunkan bendera muka pemimpin negara, yang kata ulamak berpolitik guna agama, yang jadi racist sebab "alah cina semua nak pijak kepala melayu!", "keling tu konspirasi!", is this the so called 1Malaysia, seriously? yang seronok tengok orang kena dakwa meliwat kena fitnah rasuah siap ustaz pun kononnya kena tangkap basah semata-mata sebab ustaz tu sokong parti sana, yang jadi judgemental fikir semua BN camni semua PAS camtu macamkan personaliti individu ditentukan oleh parti politik (tapi personaliti yang menentukan parti), yang mengeji mencaci, ini semua kerja kumpulan ni.

tolonglah hentikan kekarutan ini sekarang ye. tarik nafas, hembus, ingat dosa sesama manusia.

3. Aku Kesah Tapi Aku Cool

Aku rasa semua remaja patut masuk kumpulan ni. kita patut tau pasal politik. kalau rasa pengetahuan tu dah cukup untuk sokong mana-mana parti, sokonglah. tapi jangan terus berhenti mencari jawapan (pergh dah macam tajuk lagu indon), jangan terus percaya bukti dan hujah berat sebelah, jangan terus rasa korang je yang betul yang lain salah. wat pis wat lek, cilek, lek lek lu sudah.

macam aku, aku tau je pasal politik. aku tau parti mana aku akan undi nanti bila dah masuk 21. sirius wa tak sabar. apalah sangat satu undi aku tu kan, tapi tu tanggungjawab aku sebagai rakyat tanah air terchenta. tanggungjawab sebagai seorang muslimah yang wajib pilih pemimpin yang hidup cara seorang muslim dengan ciri-ciri yang dituntut dalam islam. tanggungjawab aku kat diri sendiri supaya nanti bila dalam kubur, aku boleh jawab walaupun usaha aku tak seberapa, tapi aku cuba.

itu jugak yang akan dijawab oleh mereka yang perjuangan dorang dianggap 'buang masa', 'takde efek' dan sebagainya.

aku tau. cuma aku takkan buang masa bergaduh, bermusuh, mengutuk, mengata benda yang hanya Allah je tau fakta autanya. apa yang dah terserlah salah, kita kena betulkan. apa yang takde masalah, kita besyukur. tak semestinya meminta yang sepatutnya tu tamak, tak semestinya terima apa diberi maksudnya dah kena makan suap. kita hidup jangan biar politik tentukan kita, kita ada peribadi and pemikiran sendiri. 

Bersih, mehlah aku cakap sikit. 

1. tuntutan Bersih tak salah. tolong jangan bangkang semata-mata sebab kau sokong kerajaan. itulah salah kebanyakan penyokong kerajaan, rasa kerajaan dah serba serbi sempurna dan tak ambik tau kalau ada salah kat mana-mana. tapi bila orang point out kekurangan kerajaan, tau pulak cakap "nobody's perfect". demokrasi tau apa?


2. kalau pilihanraya memang dari dulu bersih, tunaikan je tuntutan tu. tunjuk memang dari dulu kerajaan atau pembangkan menang secara adil. selagi tak tunaikan, selagi tulah akan ada yang tak puas hati. kalau tunaikan, jangan cari cara lain untuk menang, pesanan kepada kedua-dua kerajaan dan pembangkang. selain pasal pilihanraya, ada gak pasal PTPTN ngan LYNAS. aku memang no to LYNAS for life la.

3. Perhimpunan aman happens all over the world. orangnya yang kacau keamanan. pendemo yang emo, FRU tukang sembur dan polis tukang belasah. bukan semua pendemo penyabar, bukan semua FRU dan polis wira negara yang kita patut bangga. stop labelling, in bad way and in a good way. aku sure ada pendemo yang provoke, and ada polis yang tak sampai hati nak pukul orang sesuka hati. bukti? video dari semua pihak ada, terpulang mana nak percaya.

4. Ambiga memang salah sebab isu seksualiti tu. tapi bila dia perjuangkan benda betul, takkan kita nak tolak jugak? pandai-pandailah tentukan. Bersih dan LGBT dua benda berlainan. tolong jangan jadi tak matang kata kenapa nak ikut Ambiga sebab dia "keling", "paria", "bukan islam", "ejen yahudi", "master of conspiracy" dan macam2 lagi gelaran yang kalau orang dia dengar, kau memang makan penampar. jangan jadi racist boleh tak, kau kutuk sorang, bermakna kau kutuk semua dorang. kita kononnya rakyat muhibah, muhibah my arse kalau camni. jangan main pasal kaum dan agama, bila kita kena, tau pulak marah.

5. jangan jugak cakap "kau dah dapat bantuan belajar, baucer buku segala, hidup aman sentosa, tapi nak go against government. tak kenang budi!" atau "kau kata bukan semua orang kerajaan perangai macamtu? kau dah kena rasuah eh?". aku konfem penyokong kerajaan kat Selangor suka je dapat air free daripada pembangkang dan penyokong pembangkang terima dgn tangan terbuka setiap bantuan menjelang pilihan raya daripada BN kan? apa dapat, terima. apa ada, bersyukur. tapi jangan sebab dah ada, dah dapat, kita tutup sebelah mata je pasal apa yang tak cukup atau tak patut. macamtu, dah rasuah namanya.

6. baca pasal Bersih dari mata penyokong kerajaan. baca pasal Bersih dari mata penyokong pembangkang.


7. baca pasal Bersih dari mata bukan penyokong sesiapa.

fuh. dah cukup cukup sebelum terkeluar apa yang tak patut.

akhir kalam, aku minta maaf sangat kalau ada yang terasa. aku blog secara umum, tak tuju kat sesape. tolong maafkan saya. kalau ada nak tambah, sila lakukan dengan berhemah. sila simpan emosi anda sendiri. aku takkan berbalah. aku takkan bincang pasal parti politik secara public.


sebelum menutup tirai, mari saya sajikan satu video tentang bersih. aku tak layan sangat video bersih, tapi ada orang share so apa salahnya tengok jap kan. takpe, video ni takde aksi ganas mengganggu emosi punya. malah, aman je mata.












wat lek wat pis, cilek, lek lek lu k. Assalamualaikum dan Salam 1Malaysia (the new salam sejahtera)!

Course and Career : The Last Chapter

Assalamualaikum! ingat tak dulu aku berkobar nak tolong orang tentukan course and career, tapi sampai sekarang tak tolong-tolong lagi kan? hah hah hah, selamat berkenalan! aku memang camni, benda yang dah plan sejak beberapa tahun lepas pun tak pernah jalan, ape tah lagi yang plan lepas SPM.

ya, aku dah plan post ni sejak pas SPM lagi. malangnya kemalasan menguasai diri. post ni takde apa sangat pun senanye, saje nak kongsi supaya korang yang tak yakin untuk buat pilihan dapat la sikit cahaya yang membantu kan. the light that will guide. pergh.

tapi kan aku dah post pasal SVIP ngan Holland's Theory, oke la tu kan. hihi.

aku dah pernah kata yang aku harapkan kuiz kat internet untuk tolong aku yang keliru, so kalini pun kita akan kekal dengan method tu. 

mohle teruskan membaca.

 

ini salah satu keputusan kuiz yang aku buat. ye, underline merah bermaksud betul gila lah tu, buat aku eksaited rasa ada orang (komputer? robot? ah, PSYCHOLOGIST :O) faham aku.

ada macam-macam jenis kuiz yang tema dia macam-macam spesis, contohnya yang atas ni pasal warna. tapi yang pasti, keputusan semua lebih kurang je selagi korang tak main kuiz yang tah pape.

Keirsey.com

ini website yang gila best. website ni dah cukup untuk korang kenal diri korang. takyah pegi survey kawan-kawan kat FB siap buat poll bagai tanya "pendapat anda tentang saya?" ish ish ish. kids nowadays~

aku Counselor. tak, bukan sebab aku jadi pendengar setia masalah sahabat handai dari tentang keluarga sampailah cinta (kaunselor tak berbayar aka sukarelawan) dan bukan jugak kaunselor kat sekolah yang kadang-kadang tak main peranan, tapi sebab aku manusia jenis Counselor.

apa tu? semua orang Counselor jugak ke? korang apa? ha nak tau gi la website tu, uh sikit-sikit tanya rimas i (kaunselor konon)

kesan sampingan website ni : membuatkan kita mengipas-ngipas tangan tanda teruja kerana

"finally, someone who understands me!"

ini cara Counselor belajar. omegod sama macam aku! aku memang cakap kuat-kuat dan suka conteng nota. ada satu subjek yang aku buat kad kecik comel sebab mula ambik subjek tu untuk trial SPM jadi tu jelah cara nak belajar sebab malas nak ambik awal-awal, aku memang belajar sorang-sorang, takde istilah study group untuk aku sebab aku suka sembang. omegod. aku memang nak jadi penulis. and i love both Biology and English! itu back up plan aku kot kalau tak dapat Psychology. like, OMG! 

k.

berdasarkan Keirsey Temperament, ada 4 kumpulan manusia:

• As Concrete Cooperators, Guardians speak mostly of their duties and responsibilities, of what they can keep an eye on and take good care of, and they're careful to obey the laws, follow the rules, and respect the rights of others.
• As Abstract Cooperators, Idealists speak mostly of what they hope for and imagine might be possible for people, and they want to act in good conscience, always trying to reach their goals without compromising their personal code of ethics.
• As Concrete Utilitarians, Artisans speak mostly about what they see right in front of them, about what they can get their hands on, and they will do whatever works, whatever gives them a quick, effective payoff, even if they have to bend the rules.
• As Abstract Utilitarians, Rationals speak mostly of what new problems intrigue them and what new solutions they envision, and always pragmatic, they act as efficiently as possible to achieve their objectives, ignoring arbitrary rules and conventions if need be.

korang kena ambik kuiz kat website tu untuk tau korang kumpulan mana. dalam setiap kumpulan, ada pecahan, contohnya Counselor. Counselor bawah Idealist. jadi, aku ni manusia Idealistla.

si Keirsey ni memang dah kenal aku sangat. leh jadi besfren camni.

dengan tahu temperament korang, korang bukan je tahu career apa yang sesuai dengan korang, tapi korang jugak akan tahu apa yang sesuai dari semua segi! contoh atas ni, tentang lovey dovey. aku memang sejak sekolah rendah jadi orang tengah semua orang. padahal gue enggak penah jadian loh (jadian = kapel). tapi peliknya orang tanya aku pasal soal chenta. Dr Love ok. mari-mari, nak name card?

Nampak tak kat atas tu ada tulis Counselor (INFJ) kan? apa doh INFJ tu? 

oh, INFJ ni personality type rupanya. tapi personality type aku lah, korang lain tau. aku introvert, intuition, feeling and judging. senanye aku perceiving gak, tengoklah sikit je kan beza antara J ngan P tu. untuk tau apa maksud istilah ini, and apa personality type korang, bolehlah tekan sini. 

INFJ: "Author". Strong drive and enjoyment to help others. These are serious students and workers who really want to contribute. They make good therapists, general practitioners and ministers. 1% of the total population.

1% of the total population? terasa diriku begitu berharga, ahaa.

atas ni pulak keputusan kuiz yang aku ambik kat sini. kan aku dah kata aku google beriya, buat semua selagi ada. bab kuiz online ni memang aku semangat, kalau kuiz kat sekolah... em.

ini pula rujuk sini ye kengkawan.

Insight Game

haaa ni feberet aku! macam yang lain, website ni bukan je ada test untuk korang, tapi jugak ada result yang merangkumi seluruh aspek kehidupan! haa terus keluar ayat karangan SPM. apa yang lagi best, bagi korang yang dah terlentok-lentok mengantuk baca benda kat atas ni (apa da itu pun bosan ke, tsk) inilah alternatif untuk korang. kenapa?

sebab adaaaa... kartun! tengok kartun terus terbeliak mata, bila nak matang korang ni isk isk isk.

Basic Style

 



Strength

Weakness

Learning Style

Loving Style awwwwh

Working Style

perlu aku tekankan sekali lagi yang..... semua atas ni memang betul sangat dengan aku. bila korang buat benda camni, korang akan sedar banyak pasal diri korang yang sebelum ni korang tak ambik kisah pun. korang macam baru berkenalan dengan diri sendiri atau bagi yang dah sedar macam mana diri korang, korang akan rasa sangat best sebab walaupun orang lain tak kenal diri korang, tapi kuiz ni kenal.

lolol lonely naaa bunyinye.

jadi cubalah sekarang! bukan je dapat kenal diri sendiri, tapi jugak dapat tahu apa yang sesuai dengan korang dalam bidang pelajaran, pekerjaan, percintaan awh, senang kata, kehidupan la.

kongsi-kongsilaa personality type korang kat ruang komen bawah ni, atau ada yang nak sokong dan sangkal ke? selamat menjadi teruja!

sekian mekaseh.