Adik-Adik, Dengar ni Jejak Jaya SPM Akak

Darjah 4 ialah detik permulaan cikgu-cikgu panggil murid gi depan bercakap untuk lisan atau pape je dengan tujuan menyeksa. 

budak macam aku - menggigil nak terkucil tapi berani buat eye contact dengan si guru sebab tau beliau akan panggil budak yang kepala tunduk mata pandang lutut dulu - doa time ni la sekolah nak terbakar, budak nak histeria, atau paling cikai pun classmates banyak tak datang. maknanya sikitlah bilangan murid yang menyaksikan aku dimalukan nanti. sebab. aku. nebes. weh.

darah gemuruh benda biasa bagi yang tak biasa. sebab lain adalah kerana suara aku perlahan. aku taktau memang suara aku macam ni atau masa bercakap untuk semua orang dengar je dia otomatik bertukar macam aku nak cakap sorang-sorang. padahal kalau bersembang dengan kawan bukan main hu ha hu ha lagi.

sampaikan cikgu BM darjah 4 aku yang memang garang macam singa pernah tengking aku depan satu kelas "kuatla sikit ada emas ke dalam mulut tu hah?!" dan pelbagai lagi buat aku takut nak buat lisan.


cikgu, untuk pengetahuan cikgu, bukan semua orang dilahirkan dengan suara kuat macam cikgu. ada yang dilahirkan dengan suara lembut dan merdu, maka adakah salah kami dicipta Tuhan seperti ini? eh.

tapi masa darjah 5 tah dari mana datangnya keberanian, aku kasi nama untuk pertandingan bercerita bahasa inggeris. tak menggeletar pun, tapi orang komen aku cakap laju. you're too slow for me, daaa~ PANGGG! masa form 1 kat MRSM aku mula berchoral speaking, sambung masa form 2 dan form 4 kat SMKLK. pengalaman yang buat aku tak malu bersuara kuat, takde sapa tau suara sapela yang beriya tu sebab ramai sangat dan buat aku tak malu cuba jadi comel depan khalayak ramai, eh, bukan cuba, tapi memang, hik hik PANGGG! lagi. lower form tiga tahun tu BI diajar oleh Tcer Pat yang suka sangat panggil aku buat speech spontan. masa form 4 dipaksa jadi emcee perhimpunan, antara sebab kenapa aku taknak jadi pengawas dan tolak tawaran masa form 5. sedar tak sedar, semua ni buat aku rilek bila kena cakap depan orang ramai. kalau cakap depan kelas tu memang dah tak jadi hal. kalau suara aku slow, tu kau punya pasal.

nak berucap depan budak-budak form 5 untuk Jejak Jaya SPM? masih mengundang getaran jiwa. tapi cuma nebes biasa, macam orang biasa. masa Jejak Jaya PMR dulu aku orang pertama cikgu paksa berucap. takde hal. aku paksa kawan aku berucap untuk aku. selesai, har har.

aku taknak time tu sebab cikgu suruh aku cakap pasal cara belajar yang betul, bukan cara aku belajar. aku sedar diri tak layak nak kasi tips sebab tips pun ada takde je. kalau ada, memang bukan cara yang boleh buat aku bangga. aku taknak tipu, buat dorang "wow". sebab tu aku taknak berucap, walaupun aku dah ada draft ucapan yang cikgu tak kasi pun aku guna, sebab tak "menepati jangkaan".

nebes memang nebes. tapi bila dah atas pentas, rasa macam nak gi sambar je mic. jakunla katekan. nasib baik ada orang tanya soalan suruh aku jawab, dapat merasa berucap jap. kali ni, aku tak risau sangat. aku buat nota ringkas sikit, bawak atas pentas, cuba bercakap dari hati. pergh pastu ayat berterabur.

so sini nak kongsi apa isi ucapan aku, kalau dapat membantu Alhamdulillah. kalau merapu, kira halal lah. er senanye aku kopipes je sikit-sikit isi post tips belajar yang aku dah blog sebelum ni. bukan apa, korang pun boleh ambik manfaat sama. dapat sedekah kat aku pahala :)

kepada yang pernah persoalkan, kalini korang sedekah dengan lebih banyak lagi ye :)

lagipun sebab aku bajet terer nak spontan, jadi ada yang aku nak cakap, tapi tak tercakap. dan aku tau ada antara dorang yang bosan kan, atau terlalu terpana tengok aku sampai berada di awang-awangan, jadi bolehla rujuk balik kat sini. kalau kau kesah. kalau tak, takpelaaaaah.

apa yang takde dalam part 1 dan part 2.

KORANG HARUSLAH ....

KENAL DIRI DAN KEPERLUAN SENDIRI!


Kalau esok atau lusa nak periksa, baru aku study. sebab aku pemalas, penagguh, and work best under pressure, so aku study last minute. TAPI aku still belajar daripada awal. awal pada aku bukan sejak awal tahun belajar hari-hari, tapi belajar betul-betul setiap exam walaupun ujian bulanan pertama dengan target macam nak SPM. memang aku tak study hari-hari, TAPI aku study exam-exam untuk dapat straight A's. aku tak pernah rasa "oh, baru ujian", "ala, mid year je", I took every test and exam seriously.

aku struggle malam sebelumnya, TAPI mungkin boleh masuk otak, Alhamdulillah, sebab aku tau cara nak belajar setiap subjek. aku study untuk exam je, TAPI sekurang-kurangnya aku ada study betul-betul, so kalau nak prepare untuk the next test, tak susah sangat sebab aku pernah prepare untuk the previous test.

Aku tak pernah tusyen sebab aku taknak serabut banyak kerja. TAPI aku cuba buat semua homework yang cikgu sekolah kasi, yang pada aku memang terlebih cukup sampai meniru kawan ialah satu keperluan. baik meniru daripada biar kerja bertimbun pastu kena marah dengan cikgu. TAPI meniru tu sambil cuba faham. bukan setakat nak dapat lima star je (AWW MASA SEKOLAH RENDAH KALAU KERJA SIAP CIKGU RAIT KASI STAR PASTU KALAU DAH BANYAK STAR BOLEH DAPAT HADIAH BERUPA PEN TUKAR MATA DAN SEBAGAINYA). Aku memang bergantung kat cikgu sekolah. TAPI aku buat homework betul-betul, niat nak belajar, bukan setakat nak siap je.

Aku tak suka tusyen sebab takleh tido petang dan tengok tv serta online malam. TAPI aku stayback hari-hari untuk siapkan kerja sampai pukul 3, 4 atau 5 mengikut keperluan dan kerelaan. balik, tido. lepas Isyak tengoklah Glee ke HIMYM ke apa ke, on la FB ke Tumblr segala. TAPI kalau dah mula sambung kerja yang tak siap tu lambat, tido pun haruslah lambat, dalam 3 pagi camtu. aku rela, asalkan dapat buat apa aku suka. TAPI kena ganti balik masa yang dah guna sia-sia.


Aku tak pernah sekat diri aku daripada buat apa-apa, TAPI aku tau apa aku patut buat. so, tu cara aku.

Korang kena tau apa yang sesuai untuk korang. Bila korang lagi selesa buat kerja, kalau aku, malam. Macam mana, kena sunyi ke, boleh bising ke. Sebab aku cepat ngantuk dan bosan, aku buat je kerja depan tv, depan internet, sambil texting semua. Aku lagi suka belajar sorang, kalau tak aku banyak sembang. Kena bergantung pada diri sendiri, takyah ikut orang.


orang lain tak patut pertikaikan cara korang, dan korang tak patut pertikaikan cara orang lain. faham?

sekian, terima kasih. ceee dah boleh berucap dengan tenang dah sekaranggg.



padahal tah-tah semua orang rasa aku melalut je. takpe, masih rasa berjaya :')

Saya Sentimental Tentang Majlis Anugerah Cemerlang Terakhir

Dulu aku selalu blog pasal sekolah, sejak masuk form 4 jarang sangat... mungkin sebab kawan sekolah tak baca blog picisan ini. tsk lap air mata.


Sabtu lepas hari aku emo tu, hari anugerah cemerlang sekolah aku. bila dah habis emo, baru aku sedar yang tu majlis anugerah cemerlang terakhir untuk aku..... takde dah tahun depan..... lima tahun aku pergi anugerah tu.... pastu aku pun emo kembali. eh taklah. aku sentimental la sikit.


oleh itu, haruslah saya blog tentang majlis tersebut! sebagai kenangan. pertama kali blog untuk kali terakhir pergi, tsk. emo kembali.

sebelum pergi, aku dah teruja charge battery camera. aku dah bayangkan duduk sederet dengan kawan-kawan yang dapat anugerah sama, pastu cekek sini cekek sana. oh bahagianya camwhore ini. tapi datang je, cikgu tunjuk tempat duduk aku. tempat duduk aku yang terletak di baris kedua dari hadapan, belakang guru-guru yang tinggi dia punya jawatan. wut?

"er cikgu saya taknak duduk sini, semua orang kat belakang"

"awak kan dapat anugerah khas, ni memang tempat duduk awak ni"

"tapi saya nak bersembang ngan kawan"

"tu sembang ngan mak tu" cikgu tunjuk kat arah mak aku yang rupanya dok belakang aku je.

"dah puas sembang kat rumah" hi mak.


aku duduk jap. aku bangun balik, keluar berjalan pegi belakang dewan apabila tiba-tiba...


"haa ama nak lari la tu!"


"ok cikgu" insert sad smiley face di sini.

selepas apa yang rasanya bertahun dengar ucapan dan tunggu giliran, tiba masa untuk budak pas SPM ambik anugerah. eh. perut cam buncit. cis. ni semua sebab banyak makan semalam. eh. zoom sikit. oh tu bukan perut, tapi tudung. hepi kembali.

the awkward few minutes when i had to stand in front of the whole crowd while my slideshow was being shown for Anugerah Khas Akademik kot. sebelum tu dahlah ada kompang mengiringi aku berjalan, lagi awkward dengan riak muka menahan gendang telinga daripada pecah. nak feeling pengantin pun tak sempat. mungkin sebab takde pengantin lelaki disebelahku huhu hihi ho :3

dah habis ambik anugerah semua baru dapat jumpa kawan yeay! tu pun ramai dah blah awal. sedihnya, bisik hati kecilku sambil memegang camera battery full, keseorangan terpinga-pinga.

nasib baik ada kawan-kawan yang masih belum balik. ini contohnya. anak dara cantik calon isteri terbaik ni nama dia Maisarah, kitorang dah kenal sejak God knows when, zaman masih cakap pelat. dia menangis masa tengok slideshow aku, siap pegang tissue. aku macam "wut? even my own mother didn't cry for me" tapi Mai memang camni. hati lembut, terharu i. thanks Mai :')

belakang tu yang berbaju dan tudung pink ialah Izzati. dia tak sekolah sini dah, tapi datang jugak semata-mata nak tengok slideshow aku. eh tak, sebab adik dia pun dapat anugerah. beliau telah mula menjadi girlie, bergelumang dengan warna pink yang satu ketika dulu beliau benci. matang dah Izzati, ahaa.

Ini Ecah. tak, nama sebenar beliau bukan Aisyah, tapi Hanisah. muka dialah yang aku hadap setiap hari sepanjang Form 5. tapi muka aku dia tak hadap hari-hari, sebab aku suka ponteng hihi. kehadiran beliau penuh ye rakan-rakan, sila contohi. hadap punya hadap, banyakla cerita kami kongsi. drama, telenovela, semua ada. tapi pelakonnya ialah kami. sharing secrets can bind two people in a friendship ;)

ini Fazreen. kawan meja sebelah yang bukan je berguna masa gelabah untuk exam, tapi juga teman yang baca OHBULAN! bersama. ye, kitorang kaki gossip. ye, dia tinggi. ye, kitorang kongsi banyak cerita dan rahsia. ye, saya pendek. the end.

Ini Muni dan Pejah. Muni ialah bekas penolong ketua pengawas paling cool dalam sejarah Keramat Valley High School. LOLOL NAK NAMA GELEMER. dia mastermind dalam dua peristiwa yang buat kitorang kena tangkap dan kena marah dengan cikgu, siap masuk bilik pengetua. biasalah rebel sekali sekala. Pejah ialah kawan sejak sekolah rendah dan kelas sama 5 tahun di KVHS. LOL LAGI. 

kalau ada kawan-kawan lain yang tak dapat pergi, lagi best. sentiasa ingat korang. tetiba nampak kelibat Luqman, eh dia datang! mesti nak jumpa ehhem ehhem. dia pass kat aku coklat as birthday present, sama macam  last year punya. coklat kau tu aku ngap sekali harung je masa emo malam tu Luqman. he's a really good friend. bukan sebab dia kasi coklat dan salu belikan makanan untuk aku yang sentiasa kelaparan, tapi sebab dia sentiasa ada untuk kawan dia, sentiasa tak bosan mendengar, sentiasa kasi kata semangat, sentiasa macam-macamlah. dan sentiasa cakap "you deserve better, you deserve to be happy". and so do you, so do you :')

ini aku. rasanya dah lama tak letak muka sendiri dalam blog, feeling misteri.

Alhamdulillah, terima kasih Ya Allah :')

SMK Lembah Keramat rocks. siapa cakap duduk sini tak boleh dapat result yang buat sedara mara kasi duit kat kita tanpa dipinta? hihi. Alhamdulillah, aku lupa nak selit kat post result SPM haritu yang aku memang bersyukur dengan ni semua, tapi takdelah aku teruja atau bangga. yang aku bangga ialah aku boleh buktikan budak sekolah biasa pun sama je macam budak sekolah asrama. yang keputusan aku angkat kaki keluar MRSM masa form 1, taknak masuk asrama lepas PMR, bukan keputusan yang salah.

sekolah aku sekolah biasa. tapi ada 30 orang yang dapat 6 A ke atas dan 3 orang yang dapat semua A untuk SPM last year. ye, tak masuk ranking Malaysia pun. ye, tak masuk paper pun. tapi kitorang budak sekolah biasa, bukan budak sekolah yang memang ambik budak straight A's je semua. apa nak bangganya camtu?

Budak-budak sekolah biasa, kita semua rock!

ok.

p/s : Tadi berucap untuk Jejak Jaya SPM dan jawab beberapa soalan. harapnya tak merapu dan membantu, sekian.

Emo Post On A Happy Day

This is an emo post. i have all the rights in the world to publish an emo post. because this is my freaking blog for the love of god. so before you judgemental people start judging, you better start leaving.

i haven't cried that, and this much, for a long, long time. the first 30 minutes to one hour was a non-stop process, the rest had it pause and play buttons which i clicked whenever i feel like it. kidding. more to whenever i'm reminded about it. i can't control it. one of my principles in life is cry, until you're done crying. and then stop. and cry no more.

at least, not in 24 hours.

thanks to someone on fb who posted a version of Demi Lovato's Skyscrapper by a promising youtube artist, as though recommending "oh, this is a good song for your situation! play it in the background now, it's known to be effective in making one cry their eyes out".

so as recommended, i did.

but that song is a type of song which will make you cry for being hurt, angry, or sad, but will give you the courage and strength to strike back and be a fighter, to rise from the ground like a skyscraper. so while drowning in tears, i fight my way against the tides, poisonous jellyfish and the stingray which killed Steve Irwin.

a few years back, this would be a usual scene. weekly, or daily even. these recent couple of years, not anymore. but it has been known to happen.

sometimes when something feels too good to be true, you begin to wonder when will the bad part start. and sometimes, it starts just right after that. i was just feeling okay the first half of the day. i mean, i received a few awards from my school. they even had a slideshow about me. i wasn't too excited or exhilarated, i was just... normal. i was thankful though. i anticipated meeting my friends more. at first i wanted to make a post with pictures of you guys in it, but i guess, this emo incident can't make that happen.

the weather forecast said it's all gonna be rainbows and sunshine, but the clouds had a mind of their own. they conspired with the thunder and the lightning, because apparently, the sunny season should have its ending. so welcome, dark and gloomy days! it rains heavily my pillows are wet and i am drowning.

have you met someone who has changed you from the very start? you were just a budding shoot, and an inexperience wannabe gardener who thought he had green fingers pushed you and pulled you and pressed you and abused you that you became twisted. you yearned for freedom, you prayed to escape this root, this soil, this vase. one day, a beautiful bee came, and you hopped on its wings. you flew away, breakaway.

but apparently, you couldn't stand the flight. to you it was an adventurous, but an unbearable roller-coster ride. you returned to where you belonged. you missed the root, the soil, the vase, but not the gardener.

have you ever met someone who knows nothing but mere words? who is nothing but useless? yet he thinks he plays the most important role in the world. he talks like you're the one who's foolish, when in reality, he's idiotic. he lives in a small world because he's too cowardice and lazy and uninspired to explore more. when he sees someone who has stepped outside of his cage, he threatens them by saying he knows better, they know nothing, they're stupid. but oh please, you know shit.

have you ever met someone who's so concerned about being pulled into hell by others' sins, when in fact, his sins are enough to buy him a cell for a lifetime? no, more like for eternity? i for one have always restrained myself from talking about other people's sins, because that's between them and Allah. for all i know they are better in ways i can never imagine, and getting a ticket to heaven is as simple as breathing. but you should work on the haram things you do and the wajib things you don't do first, and let me ask people who are more righteous. if someone else talks about it, i might agree and believe it. but coming from you, oh please i know better.

have you ever met someone who has ruined you? but the depression is the reason for you to have an ambition? since you were a little kid? you vow to help others because you do not want other kids, other teens and other adults to feel like you did. and now, he talks like the know-it-all he awarded himself, and try to stop you from becoming what you want? how ironic. to think, he's the reason behind everything.

i was supposed to be very busy today. i have an essay or two to write for scholarships, and the deadline's tomorrow. this monday, i have to give a speech to form 5 students, my juniors. the tips and tricks to study, as i would say. but i have done nothing about everything that matters. thanks to you, i spent this day crying, locking myself in my room, eating a chocolate my friend gave me as birthday present (thanks dude), watching HIMYM and listening to Skyscrapper. 

thank you so much.

but you know what? for these tears and tense, Allah will help me through it all.

Keputusan SPM Saya with Special Appearance of SPM Memes!

I'm still alive! dah lama tak blog kan, manalah tau orang ingat aku sakit ke, koma ke, plane crash ke. jangan tanya kenapa aku selalu bayangkan diri sendiri terlibat dalam worst case scenario.

oh tapi memang aku sakit pun lepas balik umrah. buat hapus dosa sikit, setakat demam, selsema, batuk dan sakit tekak tu boleh hidup lagila walaupun dah tak rupa orang. aku ingat nak blog macam-macam, tapi tak terdaya rasanya macam parah benar dah. kat sana aku jalani kehidupan sambil blogging mentally, kan senang kalau ada machine yang connected to the brain, bila kita fikir je, terus tertype sendiri di computer?

bakal-bakal engineer yang ramai sekalian, gua cabar lu olang.

all memes in this post belong to their respective owners

Oh, result SPM? 

tak macam sesetengah orang, aku tak sesakkan otak or dada fikir pasal tu. aku pun taktau dari mana datangnya ketenangan ni, mungkin dari keimanan. pergh. tapi memang, aku macam redha sangat, padahal aku tak dapat agak berapa aku dapat. aku tau apa-apa je boleh jadi, so aku siapkan diri.

last aku doa masa tawaf wada', sebab pas balik terus period. ambik pill senanye, biar tahan kat sana. ok too much details, patut censored. lepas tu doa pun setakat dalam hati je. aku doa lebih supaya aku redha, sebab nak ubah keputusan macam dah terlambat. apa yang aku boleh ubah sekarang ialah cara aku terima. 

beberapa hari before result, aku stress dengan manusia. pastu aku teringat manusia yang baik dengan aku. pukul 4 pagi, menggigil kesejukan bawah selimut, aku menangis teringat dorang. aku doa dengan air mata dan hingus meleleh biar dorang dapat keputusan cemerlang, bahagia, berjaya dalam hidup. aku rasa tu je yang aku dapat balas untuk setiap kali dorang ada dengan aku. pada dorang mungkin small matter, tapi bermakna. biarlah sikit je kawan aku yang sebenar-benar kawan, as long as they remain true. 

Haje the true friend dan aku terbaring kesempitan dalam fitting room selepas penat berjalan.

malam sebelum 21.3, aku tido pukul 12, dah awal sangat dah tu. tapi terbangun pukul 3 pagi. baring dalam gelap, nak tido balik memang tak boleh, sesuatu yang misteri. sebab aku ni, nak SPM pun tido manjang tau tak. aku nak pergi sekolah lambat, so kalau nama tak dipanggil naik pentas, takdelah kecewa sangat. 

tapi aku ingat apa mak aku cakap masa aku stress dengan manusia haritu.

aku tak suka bagitau mak aku. biasanya, aku just duduk sebelah dia, tapi aku diam semacam. and biasanya, mulut aku dengan automatik macam ada otak sendiri cakap pasal apa yang mengganggu aku, tapi sepatah dua je sambil menyeka air mata. and biasanya, mak aku dok diam, mungkin dia tau kalau dia pandang atau pegang aku, akan ada drama air mata dan pelakonnya ialah yours truly. and biasanya, dia cakap camni "kalau orang cakap apa-apa, tu sebab dia tak terima ketentuan, tak terima qada dan qadar. biarkan"

and selain apa yang dia biasa cakap, haritu, dia cakap "kalau tak dapat bagus pastu orang mengata, cakap 'kau dapat ke?'. kalau dapat bagus tapi dorang bising jugak, cakap je 'kau ada?' pergi je, kalau nama tak kena panggil pun kenapa? dah bukan rezeki nak buat macamana" 

aku bersyukur yang sekecoh-kecoh family aku, dorang takde masalah setiap kali aku cuak kalau aku tak dapat straight A's. dorang selalu cakap "takpe, dah bukan nasib. jangan tensyen. ala tapi kau mesti dapat punyala", yang pada masa sama menambah tensyen senanye.

berbekalkan message kakak ipar aku yang buat aku tak jadi penakut sangat, "whatever the result is, the whole family is very proud of you already," aku pun pergilah sekolah.

sampai je, nampak Tcer Pat. nak pegi salam ambik berkat, tetiba dia cakap 3 orang je dpat straight A's. hah? takkan 3 orang je? kalau cakap 30 orang aku percaya, sebab kawan-kawan aku, budak sekolah aku power-power. aku rasa sedih kalau betul, because we deserve to get better.  "teacher r u serious i'm like freaking out right now", responku. mesti sebab result sekolah bagus, saje nak bagi cuak. tapi semua yang aku jumpa cakap diorang dengar benda sama daripada semua cikgu. ini serius *gaya wonderpet*

pastu kena panggil masuk dewan. omegod ada 3 je hamper. omegod cikgu pegang 3 je slip. omegod. aku dah diam je masa tu, sekali sekala bukak mulut untuk make fun of the ucapan, attempt untuk buat lawak sambil gelak menggeletar. pegang tangan kawan sebelah, berharap untuk kali terakhir. 

totally me

nama pertama dipangggil. ok, agak dah. congrats. nama lagi satu, kawanku! so hepi for you! dah cakap awak mesti dapatla. result dia lagi bagus than nama pertama, oh panggil secara ascending rupanya.

nama ketiga...

nama aku. alhamdulillah :') 

7 A+, 2 A, 1 A-. 7 A+! the lucky number, the magic number, the number of Harry Potter! sempat lagi. Alhamdulillah.

itu je yang aku fikir masa tu, sampai sekarang. Alhamdulillah. even to this day, when i think of all the blessings i get, and this staight A's as the cherry on top of it, i feel so blessed i can cry. 

i think of this as none other than rezeki yang Allah kasi. i have many reasons to not deserve it, but instead, Allah granted my prayers. i don't think this comes from me, it's so stupid to think like that. if you brag about a blessing thinking you own it, it might never occur to you that Allah is the one who gives it. 

Thank You Speech

this comes from my mother, whose prayers always make a difference and without which, i wouldn't have gotten the same outcome. this comes from my family, friends, teachers. from all the times i was hurt and from all those tears, from the time when my existence as a fetus fuels envy in some that they wanted my mother to get an abortion to the time when i face the envy myself in person, from those things taken away from me, from Babah not being here with me, from everything i have experienced, it all makes up for this one blessing, and more. 

itu yang sentiasa aku fikir setiap kali aku dapat semua A. aku tak fikir usaha aku berbaloi, sebab aku tak tau apa yang aku buat untuk melayakkan aku dapat result camni. tapi aku fikir berbaloi aku sabar, yakinkan diri "takpe, Allah ambik sekarang, Allah uji macam-macam, because Allah will give me something better". and he always does. I have faith in Him, and i guess i get some rewards for that, thank you, The Ar-Rahman.

SPM 2011 defied the usual rules people, so beware

ada satu doa aku Allah makbulkan, tapi tak macam yang aku nak. dari dulu aku doa biar kawan aku semua puas hati, takde yang sedih harini. tapi ada yang nangis kecewa sampai aku pun nangis sama. Allah has better plans for them, i convinced them and tried to help, although i knew i was not helping. ramai je dapat result cemerlang, cuma tak semua A. setakat 1, 2 B, tapi yang penting, dorang happy. baru aku pun happy.

this is too much, tak pernah log masuk paper 2. dahlah guna equation sama untuk dua pecahan soalan, kalau satu taktau, dua-duala taktau. aku la tu. tak dapat simplify, aku tinggal je. goodbye

A- aku Add Math. aku peluk Cikgu Hamidah cakap "cikguuu, dapat jugak A-", dia cakap "haa kan dah kata, boleh pun," hehe comel je. sebab aku pernah 2, 3 kali B. Add Math subject yang paling berisiko bagi aku tak dapat straight A's. dah tau camtu tapi malas buat latihan sendiri, so setiap kali buat kertas cikgu kasi aku niat "dapat A- pun jadilah". memang study untuk A-, sebab tak ready nak buat commitment untuk A+. bengong tak. kali pertama aku memang aim nak dapat cukup makan je.

A, dua subject yang tak pernah dapat bawah A+. mana tak kecewa. aku dah tau Math aku takleh A+, sebab dalam dewan tu aku tau aku salah, tapi taktau apa. soalan graf besar yang 12 markah tu, tetiba aku salah semua. dah keluar dewan baru tau salah kira equation sebab salah tengok simbol. kalau dah nak jadi kan, semudah tu pun boleh cuai. aku redha, sebab sampai ke saat akhir aku usaha dengan soalan tu. memang Allah taknak kasi, adalah tu dosa kat mana-mana.

ini soalan yang buat aku gelak dan geleng kepala fikir "apa kejadahnya lah yang aku boleh hentam ni?" sampai keadaan tu jadi kelakar, sebab taktau apa dah.

lagi satu A, Bio. memang tak expect. tetiba tak dapat A+, cikgu pun frust. takde sape A+. jumpa cikgu terus cakap "sorry cikgu bio tak A+", tsk. salah akula sebab banyak gap tengah-tengah SPM tu, bukan nak belajar. tapi subjek lain pun macamtu jugak, Physics dengan Chem boleh pulak. kalau boleh nak tukar je grade tu, sebab i'm emotionally attached to Bio. subjek yang tenangkan perasaan bila fikir pasal subjek yang kasi tekanan. graf Bio memang tak banyak berubah untuk SPM, in fact aku rasa graf kalini naik.

mungkin sebab ni. paper 3 physics and chemistry study segala spots yang ada, last-last keluar yang tak dijangka, memang taktau pape. pasrah je dua-dua. so untuk bio, ambik langkah berjaga-jaga. baca semua... last-last spot sebijik tu keluar. pandai betul taktik, i c wut u did thaaar.

Aku dapat apa?

Kelakar orang kita. kalau periksa je, birthday je, mesti tanya dapat apa. macam hadiah tu dah jadi satu kewajipan.

aku tak mintak apa-apa. dari dulu memang macamni. sebab family aku tak sekat aku daripada beli apa aku nak. mungkin sebab aku tak nak banyak. takyah tunggu dapat semua A atau genap tua setahun. aku pun sedar hidup macam mana, takyah tau mintak je. tapi biasalah pompuan, kalau tak suka membeli tu tak sah. tapi ada duit sendiri kan, pandai guna pandaila simpan.

tapi aku tau tu bukan apa yang babah buat kalau dia ada. 4 hari lepas result, birthday aku. kalau babah ada, mesti dia buat kenduri kesyukuran, jamuan atau makan-makan sekali dengan birthday party anak pompuan dia ni. kalau babah ada, babah kasi macam-macam. tapi takpe, babah takde. aku tak kisah. mungkin kalau babah ada, aku tak hidup dengan prinsip macamni. kalau babah ada, tah-tah aku tak dapat 10 A pun. apa yang Allah kasi atau ambik, aku terima, sebab semua ada hikmahnya.

ada la jugak abang aku dengan sedara mara kasi sikit, terima kasih banyak-banyak :')

Tapi aku beli ni untuk diri sendiri, tattadaaa!

laptop ni bukan birthday present atau reward, sebab aku memang dah lama nak beli pun. daripada awal tahun. ingat lagi komputer yang aku guna tu? dah nazak sangat. bila dia meragam, gerak sikit, stuck 10 minit. asyik nak kena buat disc clean up je, tah apa yang buat penuh pun aku taktau. dah berapa banyak makian yang aku lemparkan kat dia, kesian. tapi aku tetap sayang dia.

komputer tu dah berkhidmat untuk aku sejak form 2 lagi. bila nak online benda lagha which is setiap masa, buat kerja, print benda, scan pape, even bantuan masa SPM, semua boleh sebab ada dia. biasalah, sedangkan lidah lagi tergigit, apatah lagi tuan yang baran dengan komputer tuanya ini. i love you.

belajar sejarah sehari sebelum paper SPM bertemankan rakan-rakan seperjuangan yang tak dikenali di FB. kami tak pernah putus asa, hari-hari online untuk berbincang, bertanya, dan mengharapkan soalan bocor setiap masa. tapi apakan daya.

bila dia ok je, aku rasa tak perlu nak beli baru. tapi bila dia buat masalah, memang mencabar keimanan dan keayuan. akhirnya, tanggal 21.3 hari aku dapat result tu, dia sudah di hujung nyawa. aku bukak, dia tutup sendiri. pastu takleh bukak dah. banyak benda dalam tu, taktaulah camne nak retrieve balik. dengan rasa hiba, aku cari ketenangan dengan mencari teman baru. maka muncullah laptop pink itu dalam hidupku.

aku memang cari yang pink ok, yang lain taknak. tema laptop ni secara luaran dan dalaman memang semuanya 'Pink is always the new pink'.

sho girlie la me.

Umrah Ye

Assalamualaikum. Aku nak gi umrah. tadaaa!

Aku tak bagitau sesape kecuali sorang kawan. malas nak habaq benda tak tentu, lainla kalau dah last minute camni. by last minute aku maksudkan malam ni. iye, malam ni.

dua tahun lepas time nak gi NZ pun kat airportla aku message orang cakap aku nak pergi, sila doakan keselamatan kami. ada yang mengamuk sebab tak bagitau awal-awal. rasa dihargai :').

ceritanya bermula apabila ramai dak pas SPM nak gi umrah. aku cakap "best kan kalau dapat pegi ma?" tetiba esok dia bagitau bahawasanya kami akan ke Mekah pada hujung bulan ini. u say wuuut??? tetiba aku berat hati. tetiba aku macam "oh tidak! secepat ini???"

padahal dulu rasa alangkah indahnya kalau dapat pergi umrah dengan emak. yelah, orang tua kita dah tua, bukan selama-lamanya ada dengan kita. aku sentiasa ingat fakta ini, membuatkan aku lebih paranoid dan sering berdoa biar dapat kongsi benda bermakna dalam hidup dengan mama.

tetiba sekarang macam... taknak pergi! mungkin sebab dah berbulan aku tak kemana-mana. aku duduk rumah, buat apa-apa aku suka. suka hatila nak cakap hidup aku bosan ke, takde hidup langsung ke, ada aku kesah? i love a peaceful and quiet life, takyah  ke sini sana lepaklah menggelabahlah. kadang-kadang dengan kawan-kawan rapat tu bolehlah.

bukannya tak kena bebel langsung. mak mana yang tak membebel kalau anak dara dia tak berapa ada kualiti untuk jadi seorang isteri? ala ma, lek lu, lambat lagi. aku tak kesah duduk rumah wp kena marah, sebab time ni la nak duduk puas-puas dengan mak kan? kenapa? sila refer perenggan kelima.

mungkin jugak sebab berita ini sungguh secara tiba-tiba! kurang daripada sebulan untuk buat persiapan. persiapan terbaik aku hanyalah berkaitan dengan barang keperluan. sebelum ni susah naa aku nak beli jubah. see the height laa. malas nak potong bagi pendek, kesian tak?

aku ada jubah masa kecik je. sekarang, jubah untuk budak-budak tak muat, jubah untuk orang besar lak meleret-leret. aku kan lagi suka pakai baju berkain daripada seluar, so bila mood datang aku pakai baju kurung sebab aku tak suka skirt. at least boleh lipat kat pinggang, tsk tragis.

aku tak beli jubah sebab selain faktor ketinggian, jubah yang aku jumpa semua aku tak berkenan. sama ada kosong sangat atau terlebih bergaya tak ingat. labuci dekat lutut, wth? camne nak bawak solat? buat melawa bolehla. harga pun tak agak-agak, kadang-kadang bukan cantik pun yang over-over ni. jubah yang ada sulam atau manik tapi simple susah nak jumpa.

mungkin aku salah tempat. sebab bila aku pergi Giant kat sini, omagosh! comel-comel jubah dia! harga dalam 70 paling murah, boleh nego. design cantik, tak lebih-lebih, kaler kiut-kiut, i likeee. apa lagi, beli beli! pasni dah ada jubah yang boleh dipakai ke mana-mana tanpa nampak macam nak melawat kubur ataupun tengok fashion show. tsk.

aku cakap pasal apa tadi? scroll jap. oh ye, umrah.

salah satu sebab utama aku mula-mula taknak pergi ialah sebab aku tak ready. aku ni ikut suka hati je ada buat ada tinggal. contohnya, aku pakai stokin tapi tak pakai handsocks. bila ada gambar ternampak tangan, mulala nak photoshop. sedih je kalau gambar ngan kawan-kawan, semua dah comel, tetiba ternampak lengan. takleh masuk FB :(

aku rasa macam tak layak je nak jadi tetamu Allah, takut sebenarnya. nak ke bumi Mekah terima kaki aku? kalau dah takut tu prepare la awal-awal kan? tapi sama macam periksa, aku ambik pendekatan last minute. cuak usaha awal-awal, so aku usaha hari sebelumnya. 

KAU INGAT PERGI UMRAH NI MACAM FINAL EXAM KE?

tapi dah ni cara aku. lagi aku takut, lagi aku malas, lagi last minutelah usaha. sebelum tu aku lek lek je, sekarang baru menggelabah. old habit dies hard u no.

aku tanya mak aku, dia memang nak pergi ke? bukan sebab aku cakap pasal umrah kan? dia kata memang dia nak pergi lepas aku habis sekolah, almaklumlah sebelum ni ada anak kena jaga kat rumah. fine. dia kata dia boleh je pergi time lain, tapi kalau aku nak pergi dengan dia, sekaranglah masanya. pasni kang aku tercampak kat mana-mana tah, memang taklah nak gi umrah.

lepas aku balik nanti, jangan expect aku berubah walaupun 90 degree. aku nak berubah, tapi guna skala aku sendiri. yang manusia tak nampak. so. jangan. jadi. cam. makcik2. yang. tengok. artis. balik. umrah atau haji. pastu. complain "same je ghupenye". aku tampar kang.

oleh itu, tolonglah doakan saya dan mak saya selamat pergi dan balik ye? doakan semoga takde perkara tak elok yang jadi. semoga Allah terima aku yang hina ni. semoga aku dapat kebaikan sepenuhnya kat sana. semoga Allah makbulkan doa kita. 

Amin.

InsyaAllah aku akan doakan kawan-kawan aku semua :)

Twilight is better and "Harry Potter Kinda Sucks"? O Rly?

I came across this (CLICK THE LINK, or don't if you don't want to lose hope in humanity). before i go further, please read it, everyone. Done?

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ARE YOU KIDDING ME?  FOR THE LOVE OF GOD WHAT IS THIS ABSURDITY -  I CAN'T EVEN - WHAT..... breath. breath. regain your composure.

Don't lose hope just yet, if you read the comments you'll know there are people who will make the world a better place. Such as me. I've read the whole Twilight saga when i was 14, obsessed over it, but then realized what i was getting myself into. i didn't even finish Breaking Dawn. i was still 14 when i saw sense. this proves how Twi is a trend and seasonal, while HP is phenomenal and unforgettable. So my points will not be biased because i've experienced both.

Both are different stories with different purposes. the qualities are too. HP is literature, Twi is guilty pleasure. Twi is teen romance, a light reading aimed for girls which makes money, HP is a 'supposedly children book' read by all genders and generations, which touch the lives of many. There's no way a Potterhead will compare them because it's an insult to even question it. But since a Twitard does it first, as always, so here we go.

Read this if you want a valid argument on why Harry Potter is better and Twilight "kinda sucks", before you hear it from me.

Everyone has their cup of tea, but please don't even compare it to HP. Next time, don't use those points. it shows your level of maturity and mentality.

Girl, I hope you're trolling. That's the only reasonable explanation. Never in my life I see a Potterhead like this. I would have been ashamed of you if i were a Twihard too.

say you aren't kidding and are for real, here are my counter arguments.

1. "I mean little kids are reading that stuff!!!"

'Bloody hell' is not really a swear word. if some people find that offensive, so it's subjective. the only real swear word in the whole series is 'bitch' which is during the final battle. "NOT MY DAUGHTER YOU BITCH" was said by a mother who had just lost a son, to a bitch who almost killed her daughter.

it's kind of fitting isn't it? if you can even comprehend such emotions.

thanks for your concern. but little kids who grew up with HP were teenagers and young adults when the last book came out. we call ourselves the Harry Potter Generation. about the next generation of kids, they would hear it from somewhere else first. with what's on tv and the internet  'bitch' is used in less emotional and conflicted situations, don cha think? 

even i knew that word before i read it in HP. i guess you learnt the F-word the same way, too.

what about all those times in Twi when Bella was horny and begged Edward to make love to her? oh and the time Meyer described the aftermath of their sex? little kids and even teenagers would be traumatized by that. I guess not the kind of book we'll share with our daughters, huh?

2. "That teaches people that death is ok and natural! I mean who WANTS to read about that kind of thing?" 

uhm, honey, i don't know how to say this but, uhm, people DO die. i'm sorry that it's so natural. oh God tell me why am i the one who has to break this to this innocent, clueless soul right here??

Maybe you're lucky enough to never have lost anyone, but most of us are not! do you have any idea how the deaths in HP help us Potterheads as kids and teenagers? to know we're not the only one who feels the misery of losing somebody when everyone around us is as lucky as you are? to know everyone's equal and death is coming for us, no matter how good we are?

Little kids who are not exposed to this kind of things grow up to believe in happy endings and unrealistic fairytale, or worse, grow up to be you. People like you are so absorbed in romance fantasies to even realize the bitter reality of life.

People die. when you're dead you disappear from this earth. you don't have option  to ''stay' as a sparkly vampire. that's real life. deal with it.

3. "Its going to teach people that torture is okay!"

I DON'T REALLY CALL PEOPLE DUMB BUT... CAN YOU REALLY BE THAT DUMB TO THINK ONE WRITES ABOUT BAD THINGS TO INSPIRE OTHERS TO DO THEM?? EVEN A 7-YEAR-OLD CAN UNDERSTAND THE WHOLE POINT.

Every villain in HP has a reason - it's called DEPTH. even in our world, there are motivations and depressions causing people to be evil. but from Harry, we learn we don't have to be even if we have all the reasons in the world. in fact, Harry even had quite a similar childhood with Voldy.

Did you know why Voldy became evil? His mom was a poor pure blood witch who fell in love with a muggle. she gave him love potion, he thought he loved her, she became pregnant. she didn't want to lie anymore, wanted a real love, not a fake affection, so she stopped giving him love potion thinking he'd love her all the same. wrong. he left her and married another girl. she was disowned by her father for being with a muggle, had no one, no where, nothing. she died in child birth at an orphanage, where Voldy grew up having no friend and no foster family. All his life he felt hatred, trapped. When he had the chance to escape to Hogwarts, he was the best student, the head boy, the favourite. he used his talents to have power, gain followers, reign the magical world. That's why he hated, tortured and killed muggles and muggle-borns, because of his father. in fact, the first time he killed, the victims were his muggle family. it's ironic, seeing how he was a half-blood himself. as though he hated a part of who he was, with a common, weird name. that's how by rearranging the alphabets Tom Marvolo Riddle, you'll get 'I am Lord Voldemort.'

as for Bellatrix and other Death Eaters, they were brought up with the idea of how muggles were worthless and muggle-borns were mudbloods. it's parallel to how in our world, blacks, jews and muslims were labeled and hated. it's called PREJUDICE, in case you haven't noticed.

HP became darker as the readers grew older. so what if it's "HORRIBLE AND WRONG"? Welcome to the world. Grow up. kids can handle it, so it's about time you should.

don't tell me there's no violence at all in Twi, what about ripping the body apart and burning it to ashes? sweetie you must be having nightmares! it's okay then for Bella to  do dangerous things just to get a glimpse of her imaginary Edward when he left her? it's okay to go get yourself killed (or in Edward's case, ripped apart and burnt to ashes) when you think your girlfriend is dead? how about the torture Bella oh so endures for her love as mother?

4. "Twilight is American,  Harry Potter is British. Therefore, by logic, Twilight is better"

This is the point where i pray to God you're actually kidding. did you know how many Americans disagree with how everything "american automatically makes it higher quality"? how many Brits are offended by "British people can be really bad"?

"they fought against us and LOST in WW2" - ARE YOU KIDDING? it's your own country's history for God's sake! America. and Britain. were allies. you. guys. won. Good luck in your exams.

after you get that fact right, someone should tell you how the country where someone or something from does not affect the quality. someone else should tell you how Britain produced Shakespeare, Jane Austen, Queen Rowling and other all-time best writers. Noted scientists like Newton and Stephen Hawking, em, who else.. oh yes, Paul McCartney, John Lennon and basically all the members of The Beatles were Britons! 

even Lady D was a Brit too! i know right, like, how shocking!

R-Pattz is a Brit. I know this must be a total surprise to you. before he was Edward Cullen, he was Cedric Diggory. who's that? oh, only a character from HP. by the way, he admits he likes being in HP more than Twi. oh, you didn't know how much he hates Twi, did you?

5. "like they use slang and stuff that doesnt make sense to ANYONE BUT BRITISH PEOPLE!"

I don't think there's many. 'Blimey'? everyone can guess it's what one says when one's surprised. everyone knows from a situation described that 'snog' means kiss. I admit you need a dictionary to know what 'nitwit' and 'pip pip' are, but they are used only once. that's how you learn. by using a "fucking SLANG DICTIONARY".

"Can you Americans speak any other language besides English?" - Inglourious Basterds

that's what we, non-english speakers, do. don't be so lazy. no wonder your spelling is bad.

There's one thing you need to know, which is everyone around the globe AREN'T all Americans. There are people of different nationalities, races, religions, languages, slangs and accents. even people from North American have accents!

6. "They should of gotten normal people who can FUCKING TALK RIGHT!!!"

Missy, you should use proper English which originated from Britain (where everything's bad rite?) before you comment on how other people talk. it's SHOULD HAVE, NOT SHOULD OF. i don't understand people who write like this. do you think you're a Brit? because saying 'should of' sounds like talking with a British accent which you hate.

You are the first and only person who trashes British accent. everybody else loves it, it's sexy <3 isn't sexy what you Twihards care about?

The movies were made by an American company but the actors have "funny accents" because THEY ARE BRITISH! GOD. about ten years ago, JKR said something like this to Warner Bros "You can only make the movies if all the workforce - actors, designers, constructors, artists, composers, runners, everyone - is British or Irish, unless their characters are not. If you agree, then we have a deal," and you know what? that's the best deal ever.

HP is the first ($7,706,147,978) while Twi is at no 9 ($2,505,603,891) of the highest grossing franchise, DHP2 is the third ($1,328,111,219) highest grossing film after Avatar and Titanic, 5 HP films are top 10 on the list, actually all 8 HP films are way above any Twi film, with PoA the lowest grossing HP film ($796,688,549) at no 33 and New Moon the highest grossing Twi film ($709,827,462) at no 44.

well, this clearly shows how "Harry Potter kinda sucks", doesn't it?

WEIRDOS? WATCH YOUR MOUTH YOU BIMBO. HP is an assemble of acknowledged and talented Brit actors, some have won prestigious awards (by prestigious, i don't mean Teen Choice Award), some have been granted with titles (Dame Maggie Smith, Sir Michael Gambon), and some can act naturally like they've done it all their lives, being just little kids.

it's your fault the only celebrities you know are from Hollywood who fill the tabloids and act in cheesy romantic comedies.

7. "The chracters are ugly"

I'M STOPPING MYSELF FROM SWEARING LIKE MOLLY WEASLEY NOW, YOU BI-

SERIOUSLY? CAN YOU BE THAT SUPERFICIAL? 

The characters aren't ugly. to someone thick, they are because they don't look like barbies. JKR wants to teach little kids that it's okay to not look like what they see on tv and in magazines, it's okay to look like who they are for everyone's beautiful in their own way and we are all special, that you must be proud of your strength and uniqueness, do not be ashamed for being intelligent like Hermione or different like Luna, that being ginger doesn't mean you're weird and wearing glasses doesn't make you a nerd, you need to embrace your physical beauty and work harder on your inner beauty, that's the point.

 

it seems you really need to read Harry Potter. this is what happens, when an impressionable girl reads Twilight and believe everyone should look like the vampires (Meyer's version, at least, which is a disgrace to vampire race) - flawless. if you're not attractive enough, just visit them as food!

the actors in HP grew into their looks, they started as children. they were cast because they have talents, not because of their appearance. Hermione wasn't supposed to be pretty, so was Luna, Harry wasn't supposed to be handsome, Ron wasn't supposed to be hunky, and have you seen Tom Felton? Neville wasn't supposed to be that... different! Drool.

the only characters who were described in the books as good looking i think were Cedric, Ginny, Fleur and Bill. and Hermione during Yule Ball, the first time she ever cared about her looks. before that, it was all books. and that's what girls should do, too.

While what Bella ever cared about was her boyfriend, but since Edward didn't want to have sex until they're married, another thing she cared about was getting married. to have sex. Edward fell in love with her because of her smell on the first place, and Bella was madly in love with him because of his looks before she even knew him, that's stupid. everyone is perfect it's unrealistic.

And what you said about beards is hurtful. you've just insulted many religions, cultures, ages, beliefs, traditions, people. just as what you said about the so-called dress, well bimbo, it's called a robe. Guys in HP wear robes because they are supposedly wizards. it's called costume.

You know what i hate the most about Twitards? the only thing they have to say about Twilight is "Taylor is so hot! his abs, omg, i'm so turned on! Kristen is so pwetty, i don't care she doesn't have expressions, she's like, the best actress eva! and Robert! omg, his face, like, i wanna kiss that face and have a child with that face like, so pewwwfect!"

Please. Do. Not. Be an embarrassment. To. Girls. And. The human race.

8. "WHat kind of sadistic creepy fucking moron kills people and tortured them FOR FUN?!??!"

We have a word for that - PSYCHOPATHS. this world is full of them. for a second put down that Toilet and go read a newspaper. you've been reading enough kisses and glitters.

OMG, can't you see? like, it's so obvious. The real actions happened at the end of school year totally because Voldy cared for Harry's education! Du-uh!

NO. but because it's called CLIMAX. no, not the one Bella had. Plots (something HP actually has) need to build up first. conflicts still happen throughout the year. The villains need to have proper plannings, but the climax don't even involve the same villains every year. The climax of each book and of the whole series, is when the PLOT HOLES are filled (something missing in Twi) and the conclusions are revealed.

My darlings from Interview With a Vampire are not amused.

you say The Volturi is realistic? the first time they appeared, they talked. they warned, but didn't do anything until two books later, they returned. just to talk some more. then they left and nobody was killed, oooh very evil. all they do is sit on high chairs, send their servants to do their dirty work (which is easy because there's not much to do), and talk. "creepy losers with bad hair in cloaks"? I suggest you take a look again at The Realistic Evil Volturi.

first you say HP villains make the story too depressing and dark. and now this. really? it seems contradictory isn't it? oh yes, it's something you learn from Meyer.

Why Twilight "kinda sucks"

now it's my turn. it's how Meyer writes. how 90% of the content is about how Bella describes Edward, how in love she is, how lustful she feels, it's like she doesn't have anything else to think about other than romance. how there are contradictions and plot holes which remain so until the end. Because of the ridiculous ideas of vampires and creatures which insult classic mythology. how women can't live without men. how to forget your life when you think your boyfriend forgets you. how to use your best friend as a rebound. how to not know who to choose. how love is so great you should be selfish instead of making  sacrifices. how superficial and perfect everything is, it's unrealistic, unlike in HP when even the heros have imperfections and the enemies have something good to offer. how people can't relate, unlike HP which is set in a magical world, but extremely relatable. How Bella is uh why does everybody like me and want me uh i don't understand uh i'm just a girl who blushes and trips over everything. How Meyer is nothing like Rowling, and Twi is nothing like HP, but Twitards dare to compare and say Twi is so much better. How Twitards are so obsessed with abs and looks. How they fail to give sensible reasons why "Harry Potter kinda sucks". How some Twitards talk and think with a mind of a... Twitard. and because of Twitards like this one.

So these are my reasons. they flow out of my mind like a flood and i don't even have to think much. I can go on and on about how HP is better and how it pwns Twi, but that can be later.

Did you know why we HP fans think "HP is SOOOO much better and trying to lord it all over us Twilight fans"? Because you, Twilight fans, are "just plain RUDE" first. 

Do we need to keep our mouth shut and respect Twitards when you lot are giving nonsense comments about how you’re more superior but everyone with a right mind know that you’re just desperate to prove an invalid argument? just sayin’. Twi is not LOTR or Narnia. Next time you want to argue, come out with clever responses and actual reasons.

Everyone has their taste, I understand. But please know your stand.