Grad skool vs working

I am truly "blessed" by being in this "wonderful" family. There is no inconsistencies about whatsoever, at all. I can make my own choices and can be with whoever I choose. I can wear anything (or even nothing) and be who I am until God takes my breath away for good. I can make friends even with the Gila monster and also dance in the green moonlight, if there exists a green moon. I can have a say in world politics and not be shunned for any ideas. I can choose a color for my room and not feel bad about it. Yup yup, I am truly blessed.

I feel bad for this friend of mine. He's a bit confused. Wait, 'a bit' may be exaggerating. He is over-the-head, irrationally, hair-falling-everywhere CONFUSED. You see, he has graduated from this institute of higher learning somewhere in the land of the free with wonderful honors. He wants to work and get his own income and his own LIFE, but this grandparents of his want him to do his phd. This grandma and grandpa are supposedly "SuggestinG" this to him, BUT he says they do not realize that they are not merely suggesting to do his phd, but also suggesting that if he does not do his phd, this will ruin his life and all the life around him. WoW i said. He can't be with whoever he chooses because then something bad will be upon him, like lightning will strike him or stuff like that. blurghs...

You see, I have great parents who are supportive of ANYTHING i want. I want to work and marry this guy from the states I met earlier, and yup.. they gave me a GREEN LIGHT. They never ever got mad at me for looking for jobs cause they know I am working hard. That's why I said I am truly "blessed". Not like my brothers, who are criticized for every single thing... being indecisive, not knowing how to feed their children, bumping the car into pillars, etc etc etc. Dear brothers, how unlucky you are...

*sigh* sometimes i think being a hypocrite is much needed to survive this world. urgh, not really!!!

side note: i miss being smartasses with bunch..

Irfan.. Jejaka bulat disayangi ramai...

Happy Birthday Irfan!!!

I made you iklan bangga diri.. in case u'r worried no chicas want u anymore.. ni ramai ajer pompuan2 suka awak.. from sweet, manja, baik to gedik, gatal, b**chy ada. So take ur pick... kecuali Nabihah... but yang gedik, gatal, b**chy dalam gambar ada 3 ajer. Dua orang ngaku sendiri, lagi sorang ayu sangat.. (ye ajan? apa dia? ooh.. okay.. MUAHAHAHA!!) Yang lain semua baik belaka.. genuine 100%

Nyways anyet.. happy happy birthday.. from the outback crew.. lalalala (tak ingat derang nyanyi apa...)... u owe me a pink polo when i get back!! dont care besday awak, i want my grad present cause takde saper kasi apa.. :(.. hehe..except for new camera.. k nyet, sorry lambat wish.. muaxx

read or read and understand?

one more week to go.. then i'm off to jail :( muahaha.. tsk..

lately, i've been asking a lot of questions pertaining to islam. about angels, satan, why we cant touch dogs, why this, why that.. how come it's this.. how come it's that. usually people associate this curiosity with trying to get away.. or probably that you're nearing death.. as for me, i just wanna know the reasonings to all the things we are supposed to do and where they originate from. i pry for more stories as my friends unfold what they know. i didnt get the chance to go to an islamic school when i was little. and i thought that islamic history during primary and secondary school was too cumbersome. but now, as i and my fellow friends struggle to remember the 10 angel names and what they do... i feel inadequate. i want to expand my knowledge further cause i know i lack of it...

i think the islamic studies in school is eh okay. in malaysia, youngsters are taught to read arabic and eventually the quran. note: READ ARABIC.. not LEARN ARABIC. i enjoy reading the quran but now as i come to think of it, i know nothing of what it says. i just read a bunch of words but i dont know what they mean. (p/s- yeah yeah, i know it's my fault i didnt initiate learning arabic.. ni tengah sedar lah nie!!!!)

my ustaz (teacher), Ustaz Miswan has his beating stick with him to snap at students during the quran recitation. he would listen to our pronounciation. he would have 6 kids surrounding him in a semi circle and read quran at the same time. and then, there would be 20 other kids in the room practicing their own verses. Ustaz Miswan would listen to the 6 kids, simultaneously.. in a way i dont know how.. and correct each of them when there's a mistake. BUT, all the times i've been his student.. i dont know what the words meant...

i dont think parents realize this... they send their children to read the quran with these ustaz just for the sake or reading it. what about really READING it and in hope understanding what it's saying? i have total respect for all my friends who can read and UNDERSTAND arabic now cause they have the privilege to understand the great book.

i want to know the stories.. and i want to know the morals of each stories. i want to be able to tell my non-muslim friends why things the way they are. hehe.. i want to convert them at the same time and marry one or two.. muahaha!! terpesong jap.. but no, really.. i just want to be able to really read it. i dont like people who brag about reading the quran... they just read it.. but not understand it.. some of these people are close to me, so i want to be able to shut their mouth too.. you're not supposed to brag about these things.. it says so in the quran too.. DONT BRAG. so you see, they dont learn anything! sigh

my friend, he said that we read the quran in arabic because it's the most beautiful language in the world and at judgment day, arabic will be used. if our parents and teachers know this, why not make arabic a must-learn subject in school.. urgh!! the ministry of education is so dumb!

before i offend anybody.. i will stop there...

cerita lain: i miss my bunch...

Mee bandung

Mak chak loves mee bandung. If i go to the pasar, she would ask me to get her either an ayam percik or mee bandung. Wait, usually she wants to go with me but that old woman tak sedar that she can't walk properly. Aiyo... but her zest for life mengalahkan a newborn baby..

So anyways, mak chak dear... senang ajer nak buat mee bandung nie. All you need for mee bandung, jeng jeng jeng....

1. Stuff to tumis (bawang, halia, sambal, etc)
2. Sos tomato
3. Sos tiram
4. Sos cili
5. Air
6. Ayam + Udang + Sotong + Daging + etc u like
7. Sayur hijau (kangkung or sawi)
8. Telor
9. Mee gemok or spaghetti (celur of course)

So.. for a mee bandung nak makan 2 orang..

1. Celur the spaghetti or mee gemok
   
2. Mix 8 spoons of tomato, 2 of tiram and 2 of cili in a bowl.
3. Tumis the bahan tumis
4. Put in the chiken, udang, etc u like after tumis naik bau
5. Put in the mixture of tomato sauce, tiram and cili in the tumis 1 minute after the chicken
6. Put in a bit of water.. wait for it to cook..
7. then put more water to ur liking nak pekat mana.
8. Then after semua dah masak, put ur sayur.. and put in ur egg..
9. then SIAAAPP!!

easy right?

So i can make mee bandung for mak chak when i go home. hehehe

piccies of my graduation.. with ppl i know and ppl i love....