M. Nasir

If only i could follow his footsteps.
If only i had that much talent.
Yet i m still thankful. Imagine a world full of M. Nasirs...

Concert was actually to be only 90mins long but it sorta stretched to 180mins according Fad. I couldnt care less seh. As long as he sang my favourites and showed me the real M. Nasir, it would excite the hell out of me.
His performance was way better than at last years Pesta Raya - Malam Nusantara. The maestro who's music encompasses middle eastern, south american, and more importantly rythms and beats from the Malay Archipelago, entertained the crowd through his odd dancing style, his morbid humour, his unique voice and not forgeting his well known songs. He was very interactive with the audience, which made it more exciting. A pity the Esplanade lacked a hall whereby his fans could move together with him.
However the lighting was spectacular. Talk about lights, Ahli Fiqir was just borrowing the limelight, and the culture. [I found it annoying that they were all dressed up while M. Nasir was just taking the chill pill. Heh. Thats another attribute that makes me look up to him - Its all about the music(not the fancy attire or 'performance'). Everyone including backup singers we wearing casually.] I anticipated a duet by Misha and M. Nasir and i was pleasantly accurate. [At first i thought alamak.. misha tompang limelight jugak? but then she was also a fan. And highly attractive cos of her kelantan telo- hurhurhur] Amazingly entertaining...A night i would definately find hard to forget.

Dalam hutan
Ada taman
Dan dalam taman
Ada puterinya

Dalam baju
Ada cinta
Dan dalam cinta
Ada segala-galanya

Dalam awan
Ada hujan
Dan dalam hujan
Ada lautan

Dalam aku
Ada dia
Dan dalam dia
Ada kita ada semua


Dont ask why jauh sangat. *Chuckle.. Lucky bugger

Ni seni kita kongsi
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Its times like this...

that you're thankful you're alive.

Saturday, 26th November. Last minute outing planned. Woohoo...

Met Noraida (1415hrs) and left Tampines on the Mass Rapid Transit. Got down at Bugis station platform to wait for Diyanah. Then continued to Outram and changed to North-East Line. Stopped at Harbour Front and had late lunch. Cheap Gado-gado was good but i was suprised it was not as masam as the woman's (who served) face. Aida's leftover Mee Bakso was also delicious. Fuyo..Power. Teh Peng kalahkan Sri Sun's.

Then we headed off to Sentosa. Destination: Luge. Aida works there so she went in for free and we got discounted tickets. Got the buy 2 get 1 free tix promotion. First time, It was a BLAST! so fast so furious. "But some people ah, so slow.. practically had to stop and wait for her"

Trust me, it was exhilarating. Luge down like dont have future

What goes down must go up rite? hoho actually sometimes only. ANYWAY, we went up the chairlift. Palms begin to sweat. Feet as though tickled by the anxiety and the soft afternoon wind.

Satu satu muka macam nak kena PAM.

Nonetheless the view was superb. The Crew entertainingly friendly. The Helmets free from weird smells.

After exhausting our 3 rides, we headed to Coffee bean for a short break before we (thought) left sentosa. Pure chocolate on an open porch overlooking most of sentosa and part of PSA.

Romantisism

While heading off to catch the Blue Line Bus, Aida met her friend at the Carlsberg Sky Tower Entrance. And you know lah what came next.... percuma-ism.

Unexpectedly pleasant. Excited were we.


Beautiful view. The sun decided to come out at the right time.


Thanks Aida, for knowing Raudah. hahaha... She took this pic for us. Thanks again..

After all the butterflies that we may have killed in our stomachs, we decide that the trip was still too short so we bought tickets on the chairlift again to marvel at the sun set.

It was like floating on air. Well, we were suspended.

The beach was also beautiful. Though inviting... i couldnt bring myself to jump right in. My feet were soothed though. And i got an inspiration for my next template.

Maybe it was too romantic... hohohohoh

Then headed to Centre Point and after a few pictures, we went to meet up with Aida's family for dinner at Upper Dickson Rd. Puri!!! with chickpeas! Then her family was kind enough to treat us to Kulfi at the opposite restaurant. In the end of it all, it left me nostalgic. Etched in my memory. Thanks guys.

No expectations, More fun.
Delicious meat balls. Banging on to each other's luge. My first Road Accident. Singing tempeh goreng song on the chairlift. A guy asking for my no. Sweet soft cookie. 360degree view from sentosa. Sea's reflection of the sun set. Bus ride with teh and teh peng. M&Ms in christmas mode. Puri with chickpeas. Sweet, sweet kulfi. To end it all, baby cockroaches.

Lets not forget the company..

We should this again.
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Jangan sampai jong pecah, yu kenyang...

Jangan sampai retak jadi belah.
Jangan lalai, gerak jadi lelah.
Jangan sampai jong pecah.
Jangan yu kenyang merata.

Terbentang sudah hamparan esok. Arah tujunya entah kemana. Hai si tukang telek pun dah terhantuk. Sudah keliru; mana yang baru dan mana yang lama? Mana yang layu, mana yang segar? Doa ku untukmu agar kekal berdasarkan niat sebenar-benarnya. Biar paha yang terasa juga mengongsi duka.

Nada suaramu mencerita kan semua. tanpa kekata.

Amat terharu, hon!hon!
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Are you worthy?

My blog is worth $13,548.96.
How much is your blog worth?

hohoh..

Ego Boosted
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Ceritanya panjang

tapi inilah sebenarnya...

Ia bermula sebagai hari yang biasa. Semuanya luar biasa malah dalam linkungan kebiasaan. Biasanya Matahari menyinar dengan sepenuh bisanya dan ini berlaku pada hari yang biasa itu. Aku pula terpaksa membiasakan diriku untuk menghadapi kebiasaan hari biasa tersebut. Lupakan kebiasaan, aku mula perjalanan untuk bertemu dengan Lina a.k.a. Hornbill goes Hon-hon. Kami berjanji bertemu di 'Semall Mek' tetapi terlajak ke This Fashion, Temporary Bank, dan DBS building sebelum kembali lagi ke "Semall mek"



adalah sikit malu-malu kuching... Lagi lagi bila kami terserempak dengan Haji Yasin dan Hajjah Dessy. Dorang pun malu malu, kata om puteh - "Camera Shy".



Bila ditanya, Haji mengaku bahawa dia harus berzikir sebentar sebelum kamera dapat memetik gambarnya supaya dia kelihatan lebih kacak.Ketika itu, Hajjah Dessy dilapor menjeling sebagai balas kepada komen Haji Yasin.


Kemudian Amin dan Saidah a.k.a Caca menjelma berpelukan. Sebelum Haji Yasin sempat berceramah dengan semangat yang berkobar-kobar, Amin memberi penjelasan bagi situasi yang mereka sedang menghadap. Kebetulannya, kepala kedua pihak terlekat antara sesama kerana pada pagi itu, Caca telah tersapu gum ke mukanya yang beliau sangka "Foundation". Mereka mula meradang ketika waktunya menaiki bas. "Untuk semetara kami akan belajar dari ketam cara jalan mereka"

Setelah lebih kurang satu jam dua puluh lima minit dan tujuh puluh sembilan dan suku saat, sampai pula keluarga bahagia Tuan Siddiq a.k.a Janggot Anwar Zain. Dia bersama isterinya Ili Liyana Izyan a.k.a Pe'ah (jgn tanya dari mana Pe'ah terkeluar) dan puterinya Baticia a.k.a Malu Sekejap Aja. Suami isteri tempah baju sama warna tetapi Ticia(Memakai baju kebangsaan Swiss) dilahirkan di Switzerland - Tanah kelarihan Pe'ah)



Mereka pun mula berarak sebagai satu kumpulan gergasi. Semuanya tidak sanggup menaik MRT, jadi mereka turun MRT dan jalan bawah mrt. (Dua olang nya muka tak leh lihat.. siapa tu?)



Di sini berputiklah masalah yang akan membesar hingga tidak dapat diselesaikan secara aman. Sewaktu berarak, Ili di tinggalkan seorang bersama anaknya. Tuan Siddiq mula mencari madu yang ke 2.



Di tanggalah yang dia menjumpa mangsa nya, Lina Hon-hon... "Tidakkk" kata hatiku. Sanubari hangat ibarat dipanggang api gejola.
Pasrah memenuhi lubuk jiwa Ili, melimpah ke semua penjuru akal nya.



"Apakah harus aku buat?... Bagaimana dengan Ticia?"

*Bersambung....



Jemputlah datang ke Open house Pe'ah.

RSVP ...

Sila confirm your attendance.. Limitied food

I keep my promises.
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Very the sorry

yes, school is taking most of my time these days. I apologise to my (panasonic [according to aida]) fans out there that might be hampa, kecewa or dissapointed in any way.

I have been meaning to write an entry about the wonderous syawal related escapades that have been going on. Will update pics and the video once i have the time. Will, eh.

Been feeling quite down. I guess its after the sad realisation that i might not be able to go on holiday sometime soon (sometime soon- ard 6 mths?) Tioman pun belum confirm.
And im pissed i couldnt get last minute tickets to Moon People. I hope Cynthia understand. But still i feel quite bad cos she's always been there be it rehearsals or the real thing. Now its her performance and i dont even show up for one of the 4 shows. haiyah.
And im lagi pissed Mr Helfi Bin Selamat changed no. again and i cant force him to come along for M. Nasir's concert. I gave up on him and bought my ticket. Going solo like the last time for Pesta Raya. But hey.. who cares right? Even though the seat belakang like nonsense, im gonna get to Damping M. Nasir. wooo

okay.. more updates later

Sweaty palms
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To do:

1)Gemilang
-Posters
-Email Chain Letter/Invitations
-Buy guestbook, coloured pens and dots.
-Borrow lampu kelap-kelip.

2)CSAS 3
-Meeting Procedure Check List
-Fake Previous Minutes

3)FPQAP
-Storage conditions of Timun Achar
-Proposal Intro

4)AdFS
-Research General Recipe's for desserts and Baked products

5)Arts Appreciation
-Resource for resources
-Get concept ready

6)Any other business

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Quite a lot of stuff to do. Well first week. And im expecting more to come.

So far the meetings i've attended this week (both MAG and Project related ones) have been interestingly engaging and interactive. First meeting was yesterday's gemilang confirmation meeting. It was exciting. At the lounge and all. Finalisations made. all went home happy.
It should be the fact now there's no more SIP-ians in the Main Comm. Still.. we have people like Siddiq MIA-ing cos of Lelembut.

Then i had two other meetings FPQAP and CSAS. Still alot of "What the heck are we supposed to do" nonsense going on. maybe by next week we are more clarified like ghee.
(ghee is clarified butter.. get it?)

CSAS3 was efficient-er. The task is to roleplay a meeting. So the lame lah.. and guess who's the chairperson of the meeting. But okay lah.. working quite well with my members. Infact.. Li Lian just emailed me the fake agenda. hohoh

Anyways.. there'll be a certain type of meeting that i will miss.. The ones with The Auntie Ants gang aka Charlie's Angels aka Smelly Pitts. Rembering AA12. hohoh


A wise man said "Cliques are there so we enjoy while participating in the routine"
more or less lah..

Keikhlasan dari hati naik ke renungan... Aku mohon maaf dari renungan.. adakah ia salah?

Minding my own business walking to class then someone caught my eye. Then our eyes met. WHOA!.. what just happened. Why are my knees trembling. Us in embrace, why? Why did our eyes meet like that?

Jaring jarang, jarang-jarang julang jerung jalang. Julung Jaring dijunjung, dijinjing, jerangkung, jeling jembelang menjerang, jongkang terjungkang, jelang jenang jejamang.

The transparent net seldoms boosts to the land the wild shark. The first time the net was carried by a skeleton, rolling of the eyes .. uh... i give up..
i dont think it makes sense anyways....

Rhyme practice...
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Raya break.

Now im back. But not for long. The harsh reality has returned. Change is coming..
School has started.

Before a post filled with whiny complains, i shall try to continue the raya festivities.


Family on the first day.. We dont really look that fami-ly... hoho. my smelly kurta was big.



Me, maiza and mom's shades (feat. D&G bubblegum and retro Police) Can you diggit?



Tryna mimick how ilhan smiles. haha.



This was at mom's ex-colleague's house Cikgu Sahara @ Opera Estate. Aparently her husband was with the riot policemen. The dusty helmet and baton was used at the 1950 Maria Hertogh riot.



Just a spur of the moment shot.



The syawal sky (feat Syawal Cresent Moon). Dedicated to those who are away from homeland. Im reminded of you when i gaze at the sky...

Duhai Syawal... akan kau pergi juga?
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I paint house.



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