To dear father..

My father turns 49 today. My wish is that Allah's blessing will always be on him, calm him at tense, ease him at hard times, cheer him when he's down, best health be for him, and success in everything he does. No words of appreciation are comparable with your sacrifices, no words of apologies are comparable to my wrongdoings. Ayah,semoga segala pengorbanan ayah terbalas dengan kemudahan dari Allah pd ms ayah mmrlukan. Semoga ayah ibu ceria selalu,semoga kuat semangat selalu. Amin..

Narcissuss

I miss you more than ever. Uhm,I mean you,dear readers!

Thanks to my fellow blogging mates for their kind feedback on my earlier posts,I'll always try to improve wherever possible,thanks again!

Is he a man;more sinned against than sinning?

Silent rebel inside my dark views. Eyes closed,lips bit. Teardrops however managed to escape its cell. I let out a silent sigh.

He,who hurt deserves the right to feel what is it like to be hurt. Rise! One soul will die tonight, if not two to survive.


No more resilient. Revenge is sweet,revenge is sweet.. Whispered into the ears softly,inconsiderate judgment almost succeeded taking control. Raindrops,bore from the solemn dark sky. Was it sympathizing? Care not,for even a second,until you hear I gasp for air to breath.

Bless your soul...you're most probably doing good far from our lost laughter. With a smile of a new sun. I am too,be assured. I am smiling,in my eyes the reflection of Luna,on a pond of weary raindrops. And by the pond;a yellow Narcissuss. He whose spell was chanted unto,for his rudeness of rejections. 'twas a pay for his debts,his broken heart due.

Echo was left with nothing but her sweet voice,and if was not because of captivating Narcissuss,her fair complexion would have tempted other lost hunters in the woods. And she wept,far in a cave,pleaded for her Narcissuss. But not once did he return,lost in love with his own reflection in the water...and Hera's spell remained,nothing but only the voice.

He was thirsty,but dared not drink from the pond,afraid that his reflection would go away. It called,and called,and called....to death. Yellow petals,bright yellow petals by the pond.


And if you're actually not,be aware,nor am I. Pretend,pretend. Life is but a play.

Second Tag...yeah!

Not so long after I got my first tag,I got tagged for the second time. This time it's from my dear friend and fellow blogger,tammya. Tengkiu anda! So fellow readers...read on and enjoy!

Apakah benda paling penting dalam hidup kamu?
BENDA? ok..laptop tersyang,CQ,what would life in IPGM PP be without you,dear. A few others of course.

Apakah benda terakhir yang kamu beli dengan duit sendiri?
Topup. Huh.

Di manakah tempat impian perkahwinan kamu?
Heck! Why must there be such a question! Adui...

Berapa lama hubungan kamu berkekalan?
I'm sorry but excuse me,who are you referring to,may I know?

Adakah kamu dilamun cinta?
Hey,stop asking such questions,would you please..? I told you it almost killed me!

Di manakah restoran terakhir kamu makan malam?
TESCO. Hahaha.

Namakan buku terakhir yang kamu beli?
For leisure..it was Twilight,by Stephenie Meyer. I'm analyzing her style of writing. As for academical purpose, it's Harper Lee's To Kill a Mocking Bird. Eih...haven't paid for the book yet,promised Mama we'll all pay in May-you know,a huge sum of money had flown out of our pockets this month. Am I right,COHORT 2 TESLians?

Apakah nama penuh kamu?
Fatin Nur Atiqah (PIC,would u like to continue? Ha,ha..ntah ingat ke x! T_T) Bt. Abdul Hamid.

Kamu lebih senang dengan mak atau ayah?
Both...both are my best friends,and lovely parents!

Namakan seseorang yang kamu ingin berjumpa untuk pertama kalinya dalam hidup anda?
Michael Schumacher. Confirm tergagap2! (Nervous,my apologies...err..h-how are y-you,em...Mr.... *pass out* )

Sebutkan 7 sabahat PALING rapat dengan anda?
za'eh,fishy,kimi,tammya,tokey,abg ensem,my P.I.C. Mr. Stai.

Adakah kamu mencuci pakaian kamu sendiri?
Dah tu,nm pun ddk mktb. Anto dobi? No no no...

Tempat yg paling seronok kamu mahu pergi?
Around Penang,with dear parents.

5 perkara tentang org yang tag kamu
Hehehe...Freyer! My best friend in KMPk. Baik ht,lembut,understanding. Menenangkn ms kt perlu tmpt utk mengadu. I love u the way u are..

8 perkara yang kamu sangat gilai?

1. Final Fantasy VII. I'd say...well I'm sure you knew. Cloud Strife.
   
2. Everything concerning F1.
3. Watch Top Gear-Specifically,Jeremy's words-uncivilized,Weird The Stig..bla2.. Owh...just f-u-n-n-y! It's one of the best tv shows to me.
   
4. To drive the Geng F1 around and buy stuffs with them,listen to their jokes and remember the past times,great times in school..
   
5. Plainly,simply to drive Optimus,where ever to, even if I'm tired at the time,I won't say a thing!
   
6. Explore things about computers. Yup yup..
   
7. To travel n take photos!
8. Play hockey with abg ensem-a new game I learned in IPGM PP. Phew,it really helps you to feel great! Pure excitement.
   

Uik? That's all? I was expecting more questions..got anymore questions,anyone?? Anyone..?


Yikes... I had missed one question. Fortunately I went back to tammya's blog to check. In fact this is the most important one..how could it be that I missed it out?? Here it is...

Tag 5 orang?
That would be...(drumroll...) Ah-ha!

1. Anak Pak Man
2. Tokey is Hani
3. W!da
4. Ms TQ
5. Rye-hunt

Didn't I told ya it's an important one...? It is..isn't it. You're tagged again,fellows..! ;D

Wandering Spirit

Though challenges have been accompanying you and me all along. From one to another,they may say what they want,those which sound sweet to the ears,which taste sweet on the lips. Flutter,fluttering birds. But challenges are cups for those who had sacrificed with tears and sweat,not speeches and orders. Mind you.

The wandering spirit has now returned to its possessor.

It's journey wasn't easy. I can see,in my mind,what it saw from its eyes. My intuition hardly leads me astray.

Words of best options.

Eyes do not seem to have the seconds to rest tonight. Restless months,way back and ahead. If I could, I would have been back in the buzzing city of Bdr Baru Bangi or the sweet tranquil Taiping town.

Flying Thoughts and Hot Chocolate

First I'd like to say that...Cadbury Hot Chocolate 3 in 1 I bought at 1 stop is deliciously delighting. Second is I love to spend free time thinking. Third is,to wonder about things with hot chocolate as a companion is perfect.

So I thought about a lot of matters around me.

Tense possess the power to put your mind under grim control. Hardship tends to mold you into different shapes-which you on your own choose.

Despite writing this post,I'm squeezing in tasks to fit in the time available. Everything at the same time.

The whole Earth within,some may be lucky enough to learn the most useful lesson about life. There are some of which are nice and more can be heart tearing.

Look,it's raining outside...

My workstation is themed with dark colours. Reason,black gives me strength. I grow through pain,guided by my parents who are always there.

Fourth,rain is a faithful companion. It makes you cry when you need nothing but to cry,it covered your face,wash it so no one will know that you were crying.

But lately I noticed that I just couldn't cry. Something wrong with me,I'm in pain but I can't shriek. Those things hurt but I couldn't cry.

Fifth,the last. Love is a sweet poison. Long ago,I almost died battling. After all the little sacrifices,the last one I did was to sacrifice for the one I love,by letting him go,for the one he loves. And since then,I restricted myself from caring for anyone else as much as I cared for him. I do not have anymore to give,as I gave him all but my love was unrequited.

True,I held a grudge,solely because I almost died. Which I think was unfair. So I stuck an arrow in his heart the way he almost killed me. Then I drew it back,as I could not bear to see him bleeding. I held it firm in my palms,afraid that it would repeat. I made way for another love to come,with open hands for I had always believed that love is a sacred blessings meant to last with truthful sacrifices. Nothing but the truth.

But the truth is always bitter. I rarely got to know the truth indeed. And it did repeat,as unfortunate enough for me,since I was recovering. Bitter enough that I had to accept the truth. I felt warm scarlet liquid streaming out of me,running on my laps. Oh,I was stabbed again. At that time I had the arrow in my hands.

But I didn't spike him,he was my light of hope whom I'd wish could cure me.




I spiked myself.




Straight deep into the heart,killing any senses of love so that I can't love anymore. I dipped it into a cup of venom that killed feelings and penetrated in odd emptiness which soon neutralized and quickly ran through my blood vessels,grasping in with a stream of mindset that love is a brutal murderer.

How hurtful it was,but I didn't draw it back. I didn't. I held it in place,where it should be. I once protected my love,I was defensive. But now I killed the love.

It's ending,things are resolving. As I look up,there's the moon. My light in the dark where no one is brave enough to walk through. I took it by accident,never did I requested.

The struck,it was painful. But not as deadly as the poison which hurt even more badly.

At least,the severe is soothing me. Now I can love no more.

'The Band' can actually cook!

'Twas a hot Sunday afternoon. The Band was all out, two were sick of revising for the exam, one just didn't seem to be able to stick at one place and empower the force (too weary after conducting a grammar quiz which ended at half past 4 in the morning), another went out with her roommate (she's not a TESLian so she got less matters to worry about) and the last one had kept herself busy with Maths.

All of a sudden........

"Wei korang x lapo ke?"

"Lapo ah weh.."

"Masak jom,"

"Hah,ko nak msk ape weh??"

The fellow didn't answer,instead she took a potato from underneath her workstation which was overcrowded with revision notes.

Then,the potato in hand,she looked at the vocalist,a thoughtful smile on her face.

"Ko nak bt ape weh?"

Yeah,then she remembered. There was nothing to accompany the potato as a perfect meal. Then she went next door,where the Maths savvy sat with her stern face. She didn't seem to be in the mood,thought her. Not to be blamed,the noon was conducive for hibernation.

Then the Maths savvy responded with a turn to her.

"Ko nak bt ape ubi tu,ko nak msk?"
"Ana jom msk ubi ni,ko ade bende x,yg blh bt msk skali."

Eggs,was her brilliant suggestion. Yes,eggs,she thought. Perfect companion. Eggs and potatoes are bound to be together on dinner plates until the end of time.

"Ok gak tu,"
"Ha gi mntk kat Mira"

Soon the ingredients were ready.


But that day the egg wasn't destined to be together with the potatoes. It splattered back,right on her arms as she landed the back of the knife onto the egg's protective shell-apparently it had rotted.

"Weih...apesal jadi camtu? Gns gle ko..!"
"Mn ade,aku ketuk skt je,mcm biase ha,"
(She did a demo of the usual way of how she breaks eggs)

It shouldn't be that way,the egg shouldn't splat.

The Band is equipped with at least a very basic knowledge on dining. And they aren't bad at all,they do cook at home.

With their knowledge,they expected at once-which turned out to be nothing but the truth-that the egg was rotten.

"Hiiii....! Abih baju aku ha!"
"Pg basuh.."
"Saje je nak sabotaj aku,aku dah mandi abih ah bau tlr tembelang...hish,"

The words continues as she headed to the washroom.

Then back,she estimated the time she will need for that chef's job. She got notes to read,and examinations to sit for. But they were all hungry. They needed food.

The potatoes were cut into wedges,and boiled in 'The Band's' sophisticated machine-a nice cute rice cooker.

The chef instructed the Maths savvy to look for the potatoes while she did her laundry to keep the time well occupied. The other lad continued with her calculations and the chef left.

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"Dah siap ke belom?"
The vocalist and another band member inquired.
No,was the answer. She answered like this.

"Sabo le,ubi tu lambat skt,die kn tunggu air tu tggl sprh br die empuk..."

But she agreed to herself,it was quite time consuming. She kept herself busy so that she would forget the hunger that was beginning to gain control over her and her band members.

Soon, it was ready. The Maths savvy told her,and helped drain the potatoes as it looses its heat.

The companion had to be replaced with something else.

Workstations always have a wonderland hidden underneath it. Spatula,and....PERENCAH NASI GORENG KAMPUNG CAP MEGI. This was a splendid suggestion made by the Maths fellow.

Sempoi.

The potatoes were rolled over the seasoning (WARNING:seasoning aren't good for regular consumption for school children) and some margarine were melted in the 'pan' which was actually a rice cooker. They were resourceful indeed.



Soon, the potatoes were turning golden in the 'pan'. The aroma was unleashed,and it found its way to the next room,where the two helpless children were busy with Youtube as they were bored and, hungry.


Then they found their way to the next door 'kitchen'.

The first go was done by the two cooks,and the hungry children insisted that they must be allowed to land their hands on the 'interesting thing' the chef and the Maths savvy were on. One hungry child picked up a potato wedge and peeled its skin.

"Ei ko dah bsh tgn ke blm,td"
"Ntah,aku x nmpk pun ko bsh tgn td.."
"Dah ah,aku pg kjp ni td"
"Yeke,"
"Ble ko pg,aku x nmpk pun?"

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That's how they are,as usual.

The 2nd round were done by all the four band members,each busy with the cooking,plus SMSing and photographing,for the particular purpose of this blog,which was suddenly suggested by the chef as she thought that it would be wonderful to be shared with in her blog.

It didn't take long. The potatoes were soon in their starving stomachs. The first time they taste it,nice expressions were on their faces. Odd,then nice.

"Weh sdp,"
"Haah sdp."
"Yeke,lain kali blh bt lg!"
"Lain kali kt bli brg utk msk."
"We aku nak air anggur..."

~:. THE END .:~

They Call It 'Tag'!

First and foremost...I'd like to thank Mr. Stai for tagging me. My P.I.C. , 'Arctic Monkeys addict' leader a.k.a tasks executor and....new argumentative skills practice partner! (That's just for practice,we don't argue in anything else.) Thanks for the honour. Now here it is..the long-waited-for post of......YOU'RE TAGGED! (I'm tagged...)

1. Anda rasa anda hot?
It's not proper for me to answer this for myself-people will call me 'perasan'! I only have that delightfully enjoyable Cadbury Hot Chocolate. Want some? Say hi to 1 Stop. (hihi..!)

2. Bila kali terakhir makan pizza.
Quiet some time ago,yup.

3. Lagu terakhir anda dengar.
Padi-Sesuatu Yang Indah. This song is very significant to me,go for the original unedited version,it's longer. And in the lyrics, the message is crystal clear. Regret over something you can never regain once you've lost it. One hudred..em,nope,I think I'd say one thousand misses.

4. Apa yang anda sedang buat selain dari tag ini?
I'm mostly on my music player,My P.I.C. told you that didn't he?

5. Selain dari nama anda sendiri apa nama yang anda suka dipanggil?
Ah...this one will need some explanation! First it must be the name my parent gave me,of course! Every child should be proud of it! Apart from my own name? There are numerous of them.. :D

• The name my beloved best buds of GF1 (Zaeh, Kimi, Fishy) call me: Ferrfatinari. This name is only applicable among the four of us! I will miss them badly if someone else call me with that name.
• The name my friends in KMPk call me- (tammya n nekosando): Optimus. This was due to our obsession for Transformers. Wakaka..!!; (my dearest roomates, Cha, Ting and Mai): Tin. Tu name manje,those who are close with me call me by this name.
• Medical Lab Technologists friends in UKM: Fatin/Atin.
• Wonderful friends in IPGM PP: Hystrix/Kak Fatin. Shh...jgn le ckp kuat2! hehe... (Mr. Stai) : Hystrix/Stryx; (Tokey) : Bro. (wakaka..!) AE : Fatin, eh bukan kau...Hani, (hmmm...nak kene Abg Ensem nih,)
  

6. Tag lagi 5 orang.

• tammya
• raihan msjy
• 'tokey' is hani (huahuahua)
  
• mursyidah (hehehe...)
• edlin (btw,we hvn't got the chance to get to know each other yet!)
  

7. Siapa no 1?
A good friend back in KMPk. A transformer. Hahahaha!! Anda,kami gurau je,dilarang marah ok!

8. Siapakah orang no 2.
A good friend as well, back in my secondary school, JESS. A member of the 'korean drama addicts' group of 5 Dinamik! (that's what I call them,I'm not sure if they have an official group's name..do you,Rye?)

9. Orang no 3 ada hubungan dengan sesiapa?
Oui,ehhh!! Non,non. I mean,non. That's French,don't get me wrong. Tokey,spare my soul! Huu.. T_T