100th

I was thinking of doing something cool for my 100th post, but I seriously can't think of any.












Happy 100th, Bloggie!


Thank you for bearing with me.

Is dementia hereditary?

Scene I

 Atuk baru bangun tido. Tiba - tiba,
   "Mana senapang Atuk? Nampak senapang Atuk?"
Dah sudah...apa pulak ni..
   "Atuk mana ada senapang," I answered.
   "Ada lah. Mana la pegi senapang ni.."
Amad pulang dari sekolah. Serta merta Atuk bertanya,
   "Kau nampak senapang Atuk?"
Amad terpinga - pinga then he looked at me. I can only smile.
   "Atuk mana ada senapang," jawab Amad.
   "Eh. Tak ada eh."
Atuk duduk kembali.

FYI, Atuk is a former policeman.

Scene II

   "Atuk, makan malam!" I called him.
   "Lapar seharian Atuk tak makan apa-apa. Macam ni lah hari - hari tak cukup makan..blablablabla," Atuk nagged.
   "Kan tengahari tadi Atuk ada makan," I couldn't help but to defend myself. I served him lunch, bagi makan ubat, etc.
   "Oh yer?" said Atuk.

Cuba bayangkan. You take a great care of someone but they act like you couldn't care less about them. I'm hurt. I know I should not feel this way, since Atuk memang sakit lupa, dementia kot, tapi tak boleh tahan jugak kadang - kadang.

Moral of the story: Jaga kesihatan. Bila - bila nikmat itu boleh ditarik balik. You never know.

I see confetti

Miss JJ sekarang sudah berpunya. Finally. All those crappy stuffs she said - "takde sape nak aku..aku single selamanya, etc" boleh dihumban ke dalam gaung!

This calls for a celebration! Woohoooo!

Love is in the air~ 

Kopi lah.

Atuk loves coffee. Hari - hari minum.
Yesterday Ayong bought him Starbucks's Iced Caramel Macchiato.
    "Sedap tak Tuk?"
He simply answered,
   "Rasa kopi lah."

Be it Starbucks or Kapal Ali, kopi adalah kopi bagi Atuk.

Kopi adalah kopi.

You are still you.

Pen biru, pen merah....

Bayangkan diri anda Juliet.
Pada suatu hari, anda menerima sepucuk surat dari Romeo. Sampul surat siap warna pink lagi. Anda buka sampul. Uish, bau wangi semerbak. Whoa, ada lebih kurang lima keping kertas bertulis! Depan belakang! Anda mula membaca: "Oh Juliet..." Anda terhenti. Anda mula semula. "Oh Juliet.." Anda terhenti. Sekali lagi anda cuba. Gagal.
Tulisan Romeo terlampau buruk sehingga anda tak dapat nak teruskan membaca! Anda hanya boleh faham sesetengah perkataan. Apakah yang akan anda lakukan?

1. Teruskan cuba membaca. Isi surat ini pasti menarik, rugi kalau tak baca!
   
2. Keromok kertas dan buang ke dalam tong sampah. Surat dengan tulisan macam ini tak layak dibaca!

 (Ini bukan ujian personaliti ya, hanya sebuah analogi kepada satu situasi.)

Pen biru, pen merah....

Tulisan buruk jangan marah! :p

Back to the igloo.

Schoolmates yang belajar dengan Sir Azman mesti ingat sekolah kita yang digambarkan sebagai sebuah igloo oleh Sir. I'm going home tomorrow. Back to my current igloo.

Sayonara, I'll miss you.
See you when I see you! (Probably next month)

Banyak perkara menarik berlaku malam ini. 

Heh.

Slothful

Though I am not proud of it, I shall speak only the truth and nothing else but the truth:
I am the complete opposite of a workaholic. Pemalas yang unggul. Tak berkaliber langsung.

WK asked me about the mag. Come to think of it, the editor, sub-eds and most of the other board members are now halfway around the world. Di negeri omputih itu, probably main bagpipes. So yea, the mag is all up to the few of us MPs now. Dang.

Unfortunately, I have neither the motivation nor the inspiration to do anything about it at the moment. I am brain dead.
Which really sucks sebab if mag tu tak jadi, everyone will put the blame on me -  Lets ignore the fact that Smak bermati-matian tamau jadi head hari itu tetapi tetap dipaksa (big BOO to voting system), and say: Smak tak buat kerja!

I don't want to be an a**hole. What we need right now are solutions, not complaints.
I think we need to find new people to help and figure this out a.s.a.p.