an awesome day for the awesome loyar buruk

I know it would be an awesome day when I woke up late this morning(7.01a.m). Kelam kalibut kau! Brushedteeth,performedprayer,bathe,gotready,set and go,we're then off to KTM UKM.
Wednesday morning at ktm??Shouldn't we be attending classes in the morning of the middle of the week like Wednesday in particular?? But I tell you, today is particularly different because we have a special task to perform.Task that not everyone can experience and there's a lot to pay,seriously!

Our MLS a.k.a Malaysian Legal System's PBL a.k.a Problem Based Learning task is to visit to a court,let me remind you when I say pay a visit, they don't expect you to just visit and blah but again there's lot to pay,dude. We a.k.a the Loyar Buruk have picked the Session Court and frankly speaking there's nothing much to be brag on about Session Court if to be compared to the merrier High Court. But, there's a lot to brag about us and our experience.

We started the journey to Kompleks Mahkamah Jalan Duta at around 8.30 from KTM UKM and reached KTM Segambut half an hour later. Nothing extraordinary happened so far till we reached Segambut. Thanks a lot to the situation, we have to get down from the KTM to get a taxi cause KTM Segambut is not like KTM UKM where you can find tons of taxi waiting in line for customers near the KTM station but in Segambut you have to wait by the roadside and stop whichever taxi that pass by. And while waiting, we encountered a cute little dog who was abandoned by its owner.But eventually, how pitiful the dog could get is incomparable to my worriness, worrying its existence, worrying it circling us because I'm a Muslim and there's an obligation I need to oblige which is we can't get in contact with that creature and sorry Nisa you definitely have to 'samak' your pants cause that cute dog has been sniffing on it and three,two,one contact.

Okay, let's skip the boring part and fast forward to the moment in the Session Court. People,'people' used to say that if you want to find a husband, don't try a lawyer. I tell you, they ARE WRONG because you know why? We found that the creature in white suits and black coats who pull the black luggage-like case are mwah, extravaganza maammasita; something you should venture, in human beings language something you can say 'I Do' to. That's not just it, there's more. Remember during senior years, you saw this hotstuff kid at school and you just wished he's yours and you told your closest friend and they just smirk and said 'let's wait for the end of the day'??Remember?? Now, with a lawyer husband you can show him off to those who made the above statement before. Fin.

In the court, we found many kind of people, some smile and you thought they are sincere but later you found out that he's a criminal; some look tired and fed up because they know these people who deny to be at fault were the person who committed it, some looked happy because at last hahaha, they were released, some cried. Crying has always been related to sad because you cry when you are sad. It's a sad thing to to see those parents crying witnessing the court sentencing their son, their only son probably and it is true that people should always think about their loved ones and those who loved them before they do or plan to do something. But  I was wondering what if a person cried because he's pretending, pretending to gain sympathy??

ILOVESOFIAJANEBYBLACK

Not really a fan of local entertainment industry! Not saying that I'm not proud of the local music or films when I should be but I found them dull and static, static as in there's no immense flow that will happen in the local entertainment scene not even in 5 years to come.
Just look at how the Koreans can come out with brilliant concept of music with dance, groups rather than solo singer, and catchy musics and the props, the music videos, the fashion or theme of albums, the strategy of releasing mini album first,vravravra. That's beyond the Western's expectations I shall say. Just look at how these people can produced damn good songs and their music appear to be fresh and one of a kind. Even if the song is in English, it will still be recognize as Korean songs because people just knew it's the Korean music.
I'm not trying to be a bullshit who talks bad about her country's music and brag about others that did better but this is a fact that everyone knew, realised and nobody can avoid. It's a sad thing to know that even our neighboring country, ex. Indonesia is doing pretty well; Wali Band, an Indonesian male band is beingspreading love for their music all around the world. The European even made an English translation to their song, if I'm not mistaken. That's pretty good as a band from a Third World country. We supposed should be doing lot better, shouldn't we??

But, that was before, long before my mum and bro brainwashed me and exposed me to the local chapters and then I just realized that Malaysian's music is one fine art too. Trust me, the moment you listen to all the masterpieces of Audi Mok that he composed solely for Faizal Tahir, it just crossed your mind that, ermm, I have something to be proud of and like seriously you should listen to Sofia Jane by Black because I can't avoid admitting that that Sofia Jane is being played in my mind like for ages already.

And to show my support I didn't missed the AJL last night thought it rocked my spirit down when Ana Rafali was announced as winner. Not a fan but not hating, it's just that I gambled more on Faizal Tahir and Black because Black's vocal was superb when he sang Sofia Jane and the high note at the ending of the song, that's what we call MOF (marvelous,outstanding and fabulous).

So, previously on Melodi they were talking about how hard it is for Malaysian music to penetrate the Indonesian market. Very sensitive issue indeed.Talking about playing safe for the Indons and losing in a 'play fair' game for Malaysia. Hurm, and judging on how lenient Malaysia is to accept their every single song and help with the marketing when they refused to accept some of our songs, we can conclude that the Indons are quite selfish plus for them to say that the quality of their music is incomparable for us sounds pretty lame.They should learn the basic principles of give and take where you have to give something before you take something, and they can't even abide by these simple rule, then I'd say,

Malaysian, let's stop buying and listening to their music because we have ours!

Me as in Me

People of my race believe that you have to 'mandi bunga' to shoo away all the bad omens you might be possessing. And trust me, the last thing you want to hear in your life is ' baik ko pergi mandi bunga' because literally it shows that you're of no good and everything that revolves around you are just bad luck.

Have you watch Just My Luck where there's this hotstuff Chris Pine who always had bad luck and this Miss Lucky Lindsay? I have and I loved it how all the taxis stopped at her command. It's like, WOW! She's fantastic though apparently it's the other way round in real life.
To tell you the truth, how full heartedly I wish I was a Lindsay, but in reality, I'm the person my brother told to go mandi bunga and it's a bad bad thing.

I myself don't understand me. At least I thought I'm careful enough not to kick my mum's vase which I did. I'm the clumsy klutz you wish you'd never bump into.
And it sends my bro to his nerves end when everytime I was around, the t.v failed to function. It wasn't my fault at all but whenever I was at home, it'll always be raining outside in the evening and he couldn't go out and play.And I've been changing a total of 8 spectacles which I've stopped using when I was in Form 5 because my parents are tired to bring me back and forth to the optical shop to get me a new spectacles. All electronic gadgets in my hand such as cellphones, mp4 and pc or lappy will meet their end after more than 6 months being under my care.

And last Friday happened to be the end of my cellphone and I'm 100% sure that my brother is totally right. I need to go mandi bunga lah.

Beast Is the Best

I wonder how it's like to be part of a concert.
Is it merely like what we watch in the t.v or is it something frenzy,
at least I thought I'd feel alive and it's like being in a new fun world where you feel like jumping, heart leaps sky high and you just don't care what the others think about you. It's just you, the music and the performer.

You tell me coz eventually I've never been in one and I am serious.

There's always a first in everybody's life and the first concert I want to be part of hopefully is a concert of singers who deserve the penny I'm paying, singer I adore with superb performances. I don't wanna go back regretting spending money for ticket after the show.

It could possibly be Taylor Swift's, the girl who influenced me to get a guitar which I have been longing for long. But, maybe not, because if it's Taylor Swift's concert then there will be no jumping.
I would end up in Rihanna's if Chris Brown didn't cause a trouble. Thanks to Chris Brown, I'm still a concert 'virgin'.

I want
a concert that well, as Ive said earlier, I wouldn't regret paying later.
And I'm thinking of Beast. Besides 2PM and SHINee,Beast should be given credits. Just look at their albums. Always come up with a fresh one and their dance, superb, i tell you. Seeing how their Airline concerts went perfectly well in Korea, I totally wouldn't regret paying for that kind of performances. I bet my wish to do the jumping will be fulfilled if it's Beast.
And so, I skype with an old friend, a girl who helped me knowing Korean bizshow.
And we talked about the Digi Live KPOP Party 2011.
There are 4 minutes and G.NA performing and and there's OMG, Beast!

She's not going, and I'm not too.

I'm not lucky enough this time to be part of the concert but never mind, I hope there will be Beast sole concert in the future, and those who are going to watch the show, I envy you, and please send my hugs and kisses to Kikwang. All I'm able to do right now in order to erase this envious thing growing inside me is just watch them in Youtube :(

Being sought after doesn't make you someone better!

When we were 1,
we don't even know what are boys.

When we grew 6,
we know WHAT are boys. Boys: simply putting them in words (short hair, very naughty, always pull your hair,sweats alot and clothes smell like ughhh are boys) but trust me you don't bother much.

When we were in primary school,
our parents sent us to a non co-ed school (single sex school), and the only opposite male being we'd ever bump into is the Science teacher who grew mustache and probably has 3 kids and trust me again, it's UGLY.Even if you're in a co-ed school, you will only care about how am I going to beat this boy and be NO.1.

When we get to lower secondary school (which is Form 1 to 3): Starting of opposite sex attraction.
He's cute.
I think he looks at me.
Couple of days later, you found a letter under your desk and guess what? It's him, the guy who you think looked at you.
Next, you started exchanging letters and numbered them like in the Dear John. (From letter 1 to letter 53)
And sparks fly, but your feelings are still pure, and simple as the basic principle of love; you like him and he likes you, and that's already enough.

As you grew older, from 16 to an addition of 1, things changed: Development of opposite sex relationship.
He's hot.
I know he has this fling thing going on for me.
He walked towards you and you gave him your cellphone number.
Sparks could be flying but it's nothing simple.
You want every guys to do that. You want to be someone sought after by lots of guys.
You don't count the numbers of messages he texted you but you started counting who texted you.
And you feel happy, proud and complete satisfaction existed in your inner soul.

But, when you reached 18, 19 and maybe 20 like me this 2011.
Things were supposed to be different.
The way you look at all this lovey-dovey and relationship things.
The way you handle them.
Now, you're supposed to be maturer in observing every aspects of 'this' thing because you're no more in search of the hottest boyfriend to show off to your girlfriends but you're in the search of Mr. Right and the soul mate.
Despite how many guys texted you or called you, it doesn't matter, it is supposed to not be a big matter.
And you don't go bragging about them.
Because trust me, people at this age think maturely(if i'm not mistaken that's the word), they don't fancy you  bragging about how many boys called you. They don't even give a damn about it.
I don't.
Well, I'm not that maturer myself but I don't find you are super better when you did that instead I find you pathetic and it's sad to see that you are high school minded.

And
it's not good to smirk at her, and trying not to listen when she talks about the guy she likes, because I want to listen to her rather than listening to your craps because I find her story pure and well simply love.

And to the 'her', if the 'you' doesn't listen to you, come to me, I'll be here and we'll let her blow her own horn alone.