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merupakan seorang yang bersopan-santun dan ramah-tamah. bekas pelajar di beberapa institusi pengajian terkemuka tanah air dan kini bekerja sebagai attendan pam yang power mengalahkan paki dan bangla. mempunyai IQ dan EQ melebihi paras manusia biasa. bertubuh bidang dan sasa tetapi amat risau helikopter tidak lalu mengangkutnya ke stesen minyak yang berdekatan. bercita-cita untuk menjadi seorang wakil rakyat yang kaya di masa akan datang.

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salam syawal 16 October 2009 |

27syawal 1430hijrah 7:22PM

well, since it is still syawal, i would like to wish all my muslim friends a
selamat hari raya aidilfitr. but actually what i wanted to show is this ;p

jadi, mari menculik miyabi.

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one of the greatest raya ever 21 September 2009 |

21 September 2009 11:11AM

first and foremost, selamat hari raya eidulfitr to all muslims who came visiting. this has been one of my greatest raya ever. reason being is

ye la, nanti ada la orang kate ref berat sebelah la, lucky la. whatever bitches; a win is a win and that's that. we still have life after ronaldo so face it. enjoy your raya; and this goes to all those bitters and especially scousers! cheers!

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hari lelaki keluar 29 August 2009 |

29 August 2009 8:44PM

went to kuantan with all 4 housemates for the first time yesterday. summary:

  • Duit Minyak ke Kuantan Dengan Housmet = RM30
  • Shopping Dengan Housmet = RM XXX
  • Buke Pose Dengan Housmet = RM100
  • Karaoke Dengan Housmet = RM 170.90
  • Sahur Dengan Housmet + Fendy = RM 30
  • Kegembiraan Bersama Housmet = Priceless

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a second reminder to ownself 26 August 2009 |

26 August 2009 1:07AM

Allah s.w.t. berfirman maksudnya

“Sesungguhnya lelaki yang baik untuk perempuan yang baik, perempuan yang baik untuk lelaki yang baik, lelaki jahat untuk perempuan jahat manakala perempuan yang jahat untuk lelaki yang jahat pula”

Surah an-Nur, ayat 26

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half a century + 1 19 August 2009 |

19 August 2009 11:48PM

this is my 51st post. my first since forever. felt so lazy nowadays to even type a word, so don't mention about writing a whole entry. there are so many things i wanted to say in the past, but my laziness is as big as my tummy which grows at a speed of 0.01 in/yr (or more!). ape jadi these past few months? dari ronaldo blah dari MU, the passing away of the amazing yasmin ahmad (al-fatihah) to the day when i had to sell back my MU tickets because i have to go offshore. not forgetting i miss the mtv world stage since my mom asked me to go back home, but for a good reason of course.

ah lupakan hal dunia. puasa pun dah dekat. berjaya ke nak pecahkan rekod semayang terawikh last year? tahun lepas buat 6 je kot. ini la contoh manusia akhir zaman. mak sape la nak budak camni buat menantu. haha. budak kat rumah pun dah dapat bonus. aku la nasib kurang baik masuk lambat. takpe tahun ni bukan rezeki aku, tahun depan boleh la upgrade kete pulak. hurm, dunia lagi.

anyway i'm on a 1 week leave. yes, you read that right, 1 week! baik sungguh la bos aku perkenankan cuti ni. masuk je opis next week terus apply cuti raya. cuak kalau budak baru kena stay time raya. biasa la freshie mmg slalu kena ragging. lantak la kat mane pun, same je. tengah cuti ni elok pulak ada konvo kat utp. grad jugak member yang lagging tu. grats! felt old when looking at those kids receiving their scrolls. bajet lah. met mache and my cousin who are both in utp. pening la si along tu nak pikir how to play around with the new petronas policy; you can't marry petronas people/scholar if you are working in petronas. memang ramai yang tak puas hati, but who are we to fight this lost cause. tak boleh cakap banyak. nanti kena gam. hehe

enjoy this short movie from 15malaysia.com. the website contains the last project by yasmin ahmad before she passed away alongside other talented directors in malaysia. macam nak sahut seruan kerajaan la kan. dulu islam hadhari. tuka pm baru jadi 1malaysia. kj naik jadi ape la pulak agaknye. ops!




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happy birthday to me! 23 June 2009 |

23rd June 2009 7:14PM

last year, on this date, i was just finishing school. the feeling was great knowing that i don't have to study or hit the books anymore (or so i thought). 2 years ago, i was recovering from an accident. my legs were barely crushed by a 6-wheeled lorry. and the years before that, each of them brings a different memory and a different meaning to me. thank you to everybody that celebrated those days together with me or for me. i would have not been where i am today if any of that were different.

and so today, 23rd june comes again. honestly i don't feel anything like today is my birthday. but hey, God gave me another year to live, and i am thankful for that. i am blessed with a good job and good people around, and i wouldn't ask for anything else right now. so do pray for me, for my happiness and for good health. and also so that i'll be able to write again next year =)

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MCKK: Our Friend Or Foe 07 June 2009 |

7 June 2009 10:26PM

i found this article very amusing. written by a STAR oldboy, who obviously have grudges with mckk boys. haha. well i for once doesn't have a TKC gf, at least not in the present. past tu mungkin la ade (you know who you are! muahahaha). future? tatau. but read this, very the fun
[originally published in STAR86 Online - extracted from mckknet]

by Atan Mustapha

Do you feel sick watching that familiar striped red tie being worn by a certain group of people on Wednesdays or catching a glimpse of that familiar crest above Renong headquarters while driving along Jalan Syed Putra? I was at a TKC Old Girls dinner a couple of years back accompanying my better half and I actually found myself at a mini MCOBA gathering. The emcee even went on to say, in praise of the TKCians' achievements, "TKC girls are no longer just MCKK wives but are also doctors and lawyers ......". The few STARians who were there sure felt like throwing up (this will be confirmed by Sheikh Yahya, a 60s STARian who was there). MCKK boys have been our favourite enemies in school but are they still are?

But let's be honest, the Malay College in Kuala Kangsar is somewhat of a necessary evil. Just imagine life in STAR without them. Would Min Nyamuk have looked forward to bashing KE VII students rather than MCKK boys at rugger matches? Apart from not having any common struggles with the KE boys apart from winning at rugby, he would probably have gotten seriously pulverised in the process. Sometimes I feel that they are our raison d'etre. Most of our competitive spirit had been centred around them. Try to remember, was it more satisfying beating Sekolah Seri Puteri in the 1984 PPM English Debate Finals and becoming champs for the third consecutive time or beating MCKK twice in a row in 1982 and 1983? In sports, especially soccer, the motivation for winning the Ipoh championships was probably to get a chance to meet MCKK at Perak inter-district championship level, not to bask in the glory of becoming the Ipoh champs. Who cares that we lost in the finals of 1985 inter-district football match as long as we thrashed MCKK three weeks earlier (to the joy of Kuala Kangsar folks).

In the field of girl-getting, these guys also look like they have the upper-hand. For one thing, TKC girls always have this incomprehensible preference for MCKK boys and vice-versa. Well, we are smarter since we do not confine ourselves to this irrational behaviour of fishing from just one pond. There is also empirical evidence to show that girls who dump their MCKK boyfriends upgrade to STAR boyfriends (Rahman and I can give you a more detailed account of this). There were cases of a couple of girls who broke off with their STARian boyfriends and having no chance of progressing further had to upgrade to the only higher ranking species left - a STARian class monitor and a STAR headboy.

Ironically, these guys from MCKK, or "Budak Koleq" as they call themselves, suddenly become pillars of comfort in a sea of strange faces when we ventured out into the real world. Who else could relate to the peculiar sense of inter-batch rivalry and "senior-junior patronage" (please be liberal in interpreting this!) except MCKK boys? With whom else could we exchange war stories of rugger and other matches gone by? Who else would regard 3rd class KTM train journeys as a "liberating experience"? The guys from SDAR and SAS may have been our "blood brothers", but apart from being from all-boys schools with similar senior-junior patronage customs and having no pretentious title of "College" conferred upon our schools, the similarities end there.

I have personally seen many a STAR-MCKK friendship develop from rib-picking to strong bonding. The Alan-Miang, Atan-Caine (pronounced Cha-ain) and Mat Kalut-Gonjeng (formerly Mat Kalut-Mat Puk) alliances that we see blossoming are no more than a reflection of how similar we are. Rozhan and Ma'e, would you rather have other people than Feisal and Amran as housemates when you were in London? This is also where I wish to thank Gagak for his tolerance of me when we were in Mill Hill. Coming from any other background, we would probably have killed each other.

Sometimes we are also thrust into the company of MCKK guys unwittingly. I could only respond with a "Hmmmm....", when I was told by my wife (who was then my girlfriend) that her brother was a budak Koleq (a prominent one too, I soon found out). And as if my sister couldn't marry anybody else, she had to marry one of those guys too: a "non-thoroughbred" which is not too bad, I suppose. But surely, having an MCKK sibling must have been awkward at times. Lul must have been annoyed by the fact that his relatives saw his brother Kamal as the bright star of the family having gone to a "better" school (my hypothesis only). But in the end, STARian intellect prevailed when Lul gained admission into Cambridge University. This would prove to geneticists that environment, not genes maketh the man.

But let's not deny that the MCOBA spirit looms larger than that of STAROBA. It has been rumoured that some people went for a Renong scholarship interview and were discreetly informed that "if you are not from MCKK, you might as well go home". Can we see our old boys network bending over backwards like that? How many times have you been to our Old Boys Weekend? Most MCKK old boys would have no qualms about leaving their newborn children to participate in the revelry of their Old Boys Weekend. I personally have visited MCKK during their Old Boys Weekend -don't ask me why- and was duly impressed with the large turnout (I even had the occasion to have dinner in their dining hall - the food was as lousy as ours. I was asked by one fellow how I manage to pass off as one of them- to which I replied "I just acted like a dickhead"). There is even a chap who is a walking encyclopedia of MCKK facts and figures who abandoned a promising career to work full time for the MCOBA office. This guy, upon mentioning any name under the sun could cite how the person is connected to MCKK e.g. "he is so and so's father who is in Form 2 in MCKK at the moment". Although this is hilarious to me, it sadly reveals our lack of school spirit.

My question is now, do you feel that it was a waste not going to MCKK? I for one, if I have a son, would prefer him to go to STAR even if offered MCKK. And it's not just because that would set a record of sorts having three generations in a row attending STAR. I couldn't really list the benefits of being a STARian but I feel that it would be unfair to my son if I had the STAR experience and he didn't - I think you know what I mean. At the end of the day, the benefits of having attended MCKK boils down to two things (as perceived by most MCKK minds): getting a TKC wife and a supportive MCOBA network. The former I have achieved just by using my natural charms and the latter I have access through my good friend Caine (who practices a somewhat Freemasonic type of MCOBA networking by adorning among other things, a watch with an MCKK crest clock face and driving a Beetle with the number plate MC 5999).

Am I proposing that we end all hostilities and turn pally-wally in all situations? If STAR rugger players start hugging MCKK players at the end of their matches, I would personally recommend to the principal that they be expelled! In fact, a past client of mine deprived himself of a discount from his legal fees by wearing his beloved striped red tie in my office. Maybe all I'm saying is that there may be a good buddy underneath that high-hat shell. If there are any budak Koleq reading this, I've got only one question: when Queen Elizabeth came a-visiting did Her Majesty ever get to use the Royal RM1m toilet?


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