Lagu yang btol2 kena...

Tentang Kita- Couple. Btol2 kena dengan situasiku sekarang. Aku bebas. Aku indie.

Dimana kaca yang bersepihan
D Dsus4 Dsus2 Biar aku pijakan
Dimana taufan yang bertiupan
Biar aku hadapkan
Kerna semua sudah tiada ertinya
Tentang cinta sudah tiada maknanya
Tentang kita elok dilupakan semua
Haahaa....Huuuu....
Dimana laut yang bergelora
Kan ku redah semua
Dimana letaknya cinta kita
Kan ku pijak semua
Kerna semua sudah tiada ertinya
Tentang cinta sudah tiada maknanya
Tentang kita elok dilupakan semua

PICS.

aku nyer fail x bleh bukak. cc ney xde MOW2007. damn.
so korang just tgok gmbr. sori.

Aktiviti Harianku. Bile r nak dapat amplifier baru....
Yusman. Sepupuku yang montel.

Muhazim dan Aan. Sepupuku chumel.

Beliau buat aku tension. To hell with her.

Kolaj aku untuk glendale. Rindu korang.


Couple. Lagu2 power pop yang seronok.

@ Lestari. Gian nak jamming.

Demo diorang sangat best. Aku suke vokal melekit.

Naik sebab kami. Macam couple, akustik diorang best.

Of the SAT and the Prevailing Ends…

Wednesday, December 10, 2008
1:37:52 AM

Day 1st – The Arrival

Wednesday, the day I head to Shah Alam. All alone from Kuantan, then arrived at Puduraya. Later, I took a brisk walk to the nearest Mydin (located at Sinar Kota), and bought some necessary things for the stay at Cendana. After performing my Zohor prayer, I left my bags at the Surau and started my trip to Times Square. My trip to the Times Square and Low Yat Plaza is only a short one, for I was travelling alone. Hoping to find someone I knew, my walk ended up without anything interesting. When I stroll alone inside the Sungai Wang Plaza, I found a music store at the highest floor. I asked a common question, do you sell a left handed guitar? I got the same answer, but this one is more promising. The salesgirl said, ‘come back next week, we can order it for you.’ For me, it’s not the availability that matters, but the price which says it all. The cheapest one that I found remains at Lestari Sound Studio, the SX lefthanded that I had mentioned in my previous post. Enough about the guitar, let’s get back to the main points. After buying my game controller, I walk back to the Times Square and have my late lunch at the KFC there, alone. Then I continue my journey back to Shah Alam when it was almost about 7 o’clock. Thank God, I managed to get there in time to perform my prayer. When I arrived at the Paan’s room, I saw nobody was there. Even the light was not turned on. In the room, I saw Fauzan was sleeping soundly. I gave him some brief, hard kicks but he insisted to wake up. I went to the opposite room and I saw Paan, Niro and Botak were playing FIFA. Oh, now I see how those guys were preparing for their SAT examination. The first night was tiring, but it was great to see those guys again. It was about 2 in the morning when I try to sleep, but suddenly Fasha’s voice boomed next to my ears. Opening my eyes, I saw those two big creatures (which I sincerely refer to Paan and Fauzan) were talking with Asnida on the phone. Great guys, good luck for your SAT.

Day 2nd- Meet the Girls, and My Girl

The next morning, I woke up exactly at 7 to perform my prayer. Then, you know what, get back to sleep. I woke up again at about 9 am. After taking my bath, Paan, Fauzan and I went to INTEC and we start to study. Struggle… There, I met the girls (who I would honorably mentioned; Asnida, Azleen and Nadiah) who had arrived way earlier than us. About 5 pm, we (please note that this time I refer to Paan, Fauzan, Aman, Niro and I) have a drink at Wira Klasik (figure out yourself where this restaurant is located). It was so relieving after a chilling weather all day long. My girlfriend asked for countless times if I want to go and meet her at Subang. I don’t know why, maybe it was because I was missing her too much, I went to meet her that particular night. Knowing that she won’t sing if I asked her to go to the karaoke, I asked her to bring along my cousin. My cousin had just rebonding(or should I say rebonded?) her hair, and I think it was cool. She looked great with her new hair. We all went dinner, and karaoke. After that, I went back to Shah Alam, arriving just minutes before 11 o’clock. What else, after a short revision, I get some sleep.

Day 3rd – The Last Preparation

This time I missed my subuh prayer. Funny, but I really don’t realize the time. Maybe it was because I was too tired from the night’s revelry. Preparing for the SAT, I wrote an essay early in the morning, while everybody else was still sleeping. Then, we went to INTEC and study again…

That evening, I met more people in the library. There goes Laguvaran, Firdaus and some other guys. That day, I met Syimma. That’s all I have to mention. Arrived at Cendana, I met Bok and Syazwi. Got some new indie tracks from Bok, and I like to mention that this is the first time I listen to the music by Estrella. Nice really…

The night, we eat our dinner that we bought at the Pasar Malam. So filling, and so pocket-grabbing. It was the time for our last preparation for SAT. Mixed feeling in myself, but I still managed to play GTA with Fauzan before I went to sleep. Got to sleep early, I don’t want to fall asleep during the Critical Reading section in the exam…

Day 4th – The Big Day + The Celebration

It was a cold, chilling morning. I was hardly able to take my bath, but I have to. After I boarded the bus, I realized that I had left two important things in the room. The first one is my Snickers that I had bought the night before that I plan to eat in the examination hall during the break. I don’t know why, but I totally forgotten about it. The second thing is my camera, which I had brought with the purpose to take as many pictures as I can. It was totally disappointing that I had left it unused (it was 7.2 MP Cybershot!).

Arrived the Metropolitan College at about 7.30 am, I went as fast as I could to the respective class. There, I met my former schoolmate, Taqiyuddin. We had a little chat before the exam starts…

There it goes, the SAT finally ended. I walked out from the class, chatting a little more with Taqi, before Paan called me and we head out to the main gate, where the INTEC bus was waiting. There, I met Kamarul. He looked totally tensed out by the exam, and he asked if I want to go jamming to release all the tension. However, I refused for I had agreed with Asnida and Syimma to go to Sunway Pyramid with them. Next, I went to the Sunway Pyramid with those girls. Boring and only boring can describe our outing that day. We was planning to watch some movies that day but we had failed to do so as the movie schedule was not really fit into our timeline. So there is nothing we could do besides walking around with nowhere to go and finally, Paan, Fauzan and I ended up sleeping in the surau since after Asar until Maghrib. It was great, really great. After Maghrib, we all went to the MPH book store, and we met Ms. Farah Azaliney there. After a little chat, we left for home. On the way, I bought new strings for my guitar. Playing as a normal right handed person is so much easier to me. The new D’addario’s was easy to install, and it sounds great. However, my guitar’s tuning machine was not strong enough to hold the electric guitar’s strings, so it has to be tuned very regularly. Back to the topic, we bought some bread at the Bread Story (thanks to Paan, he pays for all the breads!). Now this part is the most pathetic, a cheap, tiring trip around Subang Jaya. We all boarded a minibus and the bus took us around Subang Jaya about 2 times. F**k that driver. Finally, we all arrived at the KTM station. Once Paan, Fauzan and I arrived at Cendana, we all agreed to take some time and have our dinner, together with some delicious fried ‘kerang’ (I don’t know what kerang is in English, sorry) before continue to go back to the college.

Day 5th – Leaving for Home

That morning, Fauzan was very hectic as he woke up extremely late and has to rush to catch his bus. Paan and I arrived at the bus terminal about 9 o’clock and we have some nasi lemak with Asnida and Azleen. Thanks to Nurul Azleen who paid for our drinks. That was the first time I boarded a double decker bus. Nice experience though. Arrived at Kuantan in a heavy rain, I and my family go directly to Megamall for the PC Fair. Then, SELAMAT HARI RAYA AIDILADHA!!!

p/s: A lot of thanks for my lecturer, Ms. Nuramira for her helpful instructions for the whole semester. My sincere regards to all my friends, especially those who have been so helpful to me in helping me to succeed in the SAT examination. I would like to dedicate a special thanks to Paan who allowed me to stay in his room, kindly took my admission ticket and urge me to study when I was too relaxed. Not to forget, Fauzan and Aman who offered a commendable hospitality during the days I’ve spent in their room. Best of luck for your SAT, and wish me luck too.

It She Was About to Die…

Wednesday, December 10, 2008
1:17:42 AM

This is my personal, especially dedicated post to my great grandmother, my very own ‘moyang’. She was staying at my grandmother’s house (which was located only next to mine), being very disabled for her age which almost reached 100 years old. As we know, an old person who was not having any medical records of health problem will finally die of aging. This is what I had about to witness in front of my eyes. My great grandmother has been staying with us since I was still studying in ASiS, which made that about three years ago. I have been spending a lot of time with her, and she was always there when I was about to leave for KL. Now, the talkative old woman that I know is not able to move around all by herself, and need assistance to even go to the toilet. She was dying, and it was obvious to me. I hope if she was meant to die in the closest time, she will die with me by her side. I love her, and I want her to know that we all not reluctant to let her go. She lived long enough and by the time she should go, she will go with all of our prayers. She can’t recognize me anymore, but its ok, because I’m fine with that. It was not her fault at all. Not at all.

“Segala puji bagi Tuhanku, rabbal jalallah yang menguasai setiap sesuatu. Kurniakanlah rahmat dan kesejahteraan kepada kami, hamba-hambamu ya Allah. Berikan kekuatan kepada kami bagi menempuhi setiap kesukaran, ujian dan dugaan yang engkau turunkan. Tetapkanlah hati-hati kami sebagai hati-hati yang sentiasa mengingatimu dan gentar dengan pembalasanmu. Berikan rahmat dan keberkatan kepada saudara-saudara kami yang masih hidup dan juga yang telah meninggal dunia. Hanya kepadamu, Tuhan sekalian alam, tempat kami memohon pertolongan. Rabbi yasir, wala tu’assir ya Allah.”

Don't be Silly. You Know It's Impossible.

Yes, go on everybody. Discourage me. I need not a single support from any of you guys. "Don't be Silly. You Know It's Impossible." You will see what impossible means to me. I will definitely put the s**t back right on your face. I was in definite anger right now, and you know it. Congratulations, enemies, you have succeded in provoking me. So now, PLEASE shut the f**k up.

Al-Insyirah; 6-7, the Best Way to Overcome Stress

Wednesday, December 03, 2008
1:48:10 AM

“Verily, with the hardship, there is relief (i.e. there is one hardship with two reliefs, so one hardship cannot overcome two relief) [6]. So when you have finished (from your occupation), then stand up for Allah (i.e. stand up for prayer) [7].”

Days ago, I was really tensed up. My head severely ached and I can’t for almost all night. Why? I was so tired from the day’s physical labor and the night’s SAT revisions. I was so blurred, lost inside myself with nothing to do. Everything for me is not right, and I really want to let it all out. An urge to smoke appeared inside of me (frankly saying, I do smoke when I was really tensed up). I just don’t know what to do. After my Isyak prayer (which I usually done at midnight), I grab my phone and perused the soft copy of Al-Quran in it. There, I found those magnificent words which I had mentioned above. Remember, my friends, or to be specific, my Islamic brothers and sisters, whenever you are stressed out, recite Al-Insyirah. Recite Al-Quran. Whenever you feel uneasy, perform your Solat. There lies the peace and calamity.

Am I That Bad?

Sunday, November 30, 2008

First thing first, just realized that Nur Azleen had written something about I been calling her before her TOEFL. Come on, pal, is it necessary to write about that in your post? Including the picture? I wouldn’t mind, just nobody had ever done that for me before. Anyway, thanks. I will always appreciate that. I had realized one common pattern in almost everyone in the blogosphere, especially those Glendalians. Most of us were obviously writing about love, affairs and relationship. Why is that so, my friends? Well, to make this more interesting, I will write about my very own personal relationship with my girlfriend. My girlfriend and I have been together since we were in form 1, when we were 13 years old. People who know this have been asking me countless times about me getting bored of her, or even the relationship we were having. My answer, it is boring. It have been too long, and we couldn’t even remember our first anniversary (to be specific, our first time getting together). It was a long, long time ago and we were very young at that time. It was a sad thing that we couldn’t remember our own anniversary. However, we were very happy to have each other until now and hopefully, until the end of time. She called me last night, about 30 past 1 in the morning. I have to wake up and stay awake because she can’t sleep. If it was possible, I would stay with her until the sun rises. But we were both running out on credits. So, we have to keep it short and simple. Have I mentioned about my plan for SAT yet? I guess it will not be easy for me to be alone. I plan to go to Shah Alam the next Wednesday, and stroll around the city all by myself. Hopefully it will be so much fun to spend some time with myself. Today, the class placement has been released at the SOS. Asnida told me about it this morning, and asked me if I want her to check it for me. I guess not yet, for I was not ready to face another bad news. But don’t worry; I will let you know when I do, later. I have some problem to log into my blogger account, and I was so mad at it. I’ve tried it times and times again, but they keep saying that my account is not valid. The worst thing is, now I forgot my new password… I will try again… To remember well my passwords…

Materialistic; Who to be blamed?

Friday, November 28, 2008

It was almost 2 am and I was still typing my thoughts into words. It was a quite tiring day at work, and I was so pleased that my pay day is finally approaching. There is nothing but one thing that I keep on thinking while at work today, which is how a person could be so materialistic. It was realistic and relevant, though, how people see the benefit of being materialistic. I would indifferently disagree if somebody said to me that ‘Syahmi, love is something that money can’t buy.’ In our world today, money is the first thing in place, in order to keep our very own survival or to establish a well being community of our own under our control. It might sound difficult but in a vernacular language, it means that we need money as our basic needs, not only for pleasure but also for surviving. It was significant and the scenario could be obviously seen all around the community in the recent world. Think about it, and ask yourself. Are you materialistic enough to survive???

Nobody Say That Life Was Fair…

Thursday, November 27, 2008

We aren’t always winning.
Sometimes we were just too contented with our life and somehow, become too pleased with it. However, we are unaware that the best life it not yet to be ours. It had just occurred to me that I was not satisfied enough with my life (human, they will never be satisfied with what they have). I was working almost 8 hours a day and most of my time at home was spent on playing games. My SAT examination is just coming out and I don’t think that I was ready enough to face it. I called Paan last night, and he had been studying quite a lot during all these time. While all of my friends and colleague was studying for the examination, I was busy working and collecting money. To be true, I was developing to be a workaholic. Nope, my job is not that interesting, if that what you think it might be. It was a harsh, tiring job which requires you to be strong either mentally or most importantly, physically. If you’re not, you might probably end up being scolded by some crazy old man who assumes himself as the big boss of the industry (even though he was obviously not). Enough about my job. I was now distressed on two things, which I thought had led me astray from my initial intention. The first one, or can I say, the worst one, is my increasing interest of playing music. I’m starting to lose focus on my study and started playing guitar more than studying. This was all caused by my action on changing the strings upside down so I can finally hold the chords like a normal right handed person. The solo part was made easier, and there is just many songs that I can play compared to those before. My mother was not so supportive of my interest in music, and I think she will not allow me to buy the left handed guitar. Damn. The next thing, is my laziness to study for my SAT Examination. It is not that I was overconfident on my ability to answer the question without any doubt or hesitation, but I think I was just too relaxed. I just don’t know. Maybe I will have to spend more time studying while having my instruments grounded in the store. *wink*

Identity Crisis; I’m on the Verge of Breaking Down

Wednesday, November 19, 2008

I was really worn out from the day’s works, and I was writing the log for the second overnight but suddenly I thought that I should have written something about my current life, in the first place. Here is my pathetic life; ENJOY! My pointer for the Final Examination is the first thing to be worried about. I was so tensed up with my result and after checking it, I have lost my mood and skipped going to work. Next, I’ve called the music store in Plaza Alam Sentral, and asked him about the Lefthanded Electric guitar and he said that the last one was sold last week.

“kan aku dah booking?”
“ye r dik, tapi ko booking pon bukan letak deposit.”
“Abes nak order baru x dapat dah harge ney?”
“Balik harge asal r, RM799.”

I had just read the post by Zul, about the Fender Strat, and I would like to mention my gratitude for him. Nice effort, pal!

My Very Own Starbucks… Thanks Grandma…

Tuesday, November 04, 2008 (Delayed Post)

Just finished helping out my mother and feeling a little disturbed for not being able to update my blog. Since there is no internet connection in my house, I have to do this again and again, delaying my posts. Dzul had called me just now and we had a little chat. I need somewhere, anywhere in the world to ease my feelings and relaxed; and I know just one place in my, my grandma’s house. My grandparents live alone with one of my other cousin where everyone was quiescent and doing things quietly. As we live very nearby, I would always take my laptop there and enjoy the peaceful environment with a cup of my favorite grandma’s coffee. I tell you this; she makes the best coffee in the world. In easier words, my grandparent’s house is the same as a Starbucks! Thanks, grandma. I love you so much!!!
By the way, my mother surprised me with her new recipe of beverages, Teh Tarik Dangdut. Here’s a picture of it, but believe me, it tasted as sweet as it looks!

The Hard to Get ROTTW

Friday, November 07, 2008 (Delayed Post)

I went around town this morning and try to look for the ROTTW V141, and I returned home in despair. It was nowhere to be found, maybe due to the delay. Damn it, this issue had a front page of my favorite guitarist, Jimi Hendrix. I even make my book review base on his biography.
I was currently listening to the tracks from a new indie band of Malaysia, Julie Goes Overseas.

It was so good and I would gladly recommend it to all local indie supporters.

There are only three tracks that I got from their latest demo, which are Si Dia, Jauh and Personaliti Berubah. They sound very similar to the music by OAG, but believe me, they were so good. I had just gotten the Demo from Laila’s Lounge and I think their best song would obviously be the one for KAMI The Movie OST, Mawar Khayalan. The other tracks? I don’t think they fit my taste. All the other songs have a weak vibe and only nice to help me to get some sleep.

Talking about KAMI, I read the review of KAMI The Concert in Bukit Jalil weeks ago, and I think my absence was a loss. I should have cancelled the jamming and just went to the gig. I really want to see how Julie Goes Overseas performs on stage. Next time, in another gig, maybe. Actually, I found the magazine at last! Hahaha….

I Miss My Class. Already~~~

Monday, November 03, 2008 (Delayed Post)

I went home from Shah Alam on Saturday, with Paan. Once I arrived home, the first thing that I looked for is my new electric guitar. Nope, it was not as new as I thought. A friend of my uncle gave him the guitar and my uncle gave it to me. Worst, to my disappointment, he had already warned me not to take the guitar to the college next semester.

Never mind, the old kapok would do. Here I put the picture of the guitar with my uncle’s massive amplifier and speakers. I was imagining if I own another electric guitar and he bought a drum set, we would have a very nice jamming room. For your information, let me write more about my uncle.

He was currently a rolling stone, but he owned his own miniscule function-organizer company, Anarooka Entertainment Sdn. Bhd. That explained how I was able to play the guitar using a very expensive mixer, plus an amplifier with the 1200 watt speakers. He once owns a band, when he was working as a driver in Klang. I’ve seen him jamming once, the first time I saw the old timers played. I wonder why wouldn’t he work as a sessionist, for his guitar and drum skills are very superb. My mother don’t like me to mingle with him and his friends so much, because they used to smoke those illegal, harmful you-know-what.
Talking about our last overnight, my fellow classmate, I was so tired to write about it. I was so afraid to type so much about that night because it will not be so worth if no one would really read about it. But do not worry, I will still write about that night, anyway. However, this time, the Overnight Log will not be chronological as before. I will write it with detailed enumeration on the characters of each of us. It will be so much fun.
Till next, enjoy.

Finals Ends, Enjoy Starts!

Monday, November 03, 2008 (Delayed Post)

Greetings, my loyal reader.
I will try to make this sound (or look) as clear as possible. The end of the last Final Examination paper, the Language Awareness paper indicates only one thing in the minds of those rebellious Glendalians, ENJOY!

As the exam ends at 1000 am, we all firstly went to have our lunch. After that, we all have decided to come back to the class at 1100 am to discuss on our plan that very day. I have tried my best to persuade Akmal to come and join us, but I think it was useless as he would never realize what we are really doing. The same weird Akmal, I heard some rumors saying that he will not go out except with those who have the same name with him. “Aku nak maen game r… Korang pegi je r, aku x bleh ikot…”

To hell with that, Akmal. You always give the same old, sick reason. One day, you would realize how wrong your decision is to be an ascetic as you are right now. Nadiah wants the overnight pictures. Yes, I do have it, but it was too many of them if I want to upload them into the network. Sorry, sweetheart, I will give it to you later. Imagine, in a night, we have captured about 326 pictures. Isn’t that fantastic?

Back to the main points, later that night, we all went to the Times Square to watch a movie. Then, we travel to the Pavillion and watch another movie. We walked to KLCC just to get chased off and next, to the monorail to get home. I will pleasurably write about the overnight in another post. Friday morning, I slept at 9 am and woke at 1230 pm. Returned from the mosque, I went jamming with those guys (it was the best jamming I ever had, thanks guys!!!).

I met the girls (As, Sari and Azleen) and went karaoke with them together with Paan afterwards. Nadiah disappoint me for not coming along that very day. You will pay, Nad. (Aritu aku ajak berbuke skali die tanak, ajak pegi karaoke pown refused gak… Ngade2 btol…) I’m looking forward for that.

Paan and I arrived at Cendana about almost 12 o’clock. Enjoyment for Glendalians… Once they started, they will never stop!!!

Attempt to Flirt With the 'Kakak Sani Express': FAILURE.

Only one paper left, the last one-hour paper of Language Awareness subject tomorow. I just can't wait for it to end. 

After having our lunch just now, my friends and I went to the Sani Express ticket counter in front of INTEC to buy my ticket. As I asked the Kakak to give me the ticket on Saturday, 1st of November 2008, Sari asked, 

"Nape ko x balik ngan Akmal jer?"

"Akmal balik ari Jumaat r... Jumaat aku nak jamming..."

"Laa... Baek ko balik ngan Paan, kan ke die balik ari Sabtu?"

Suddenly I feel like a fool... That was right, so I asked Paan to call his mother and asked her if I can go home with him...

"Setel, mak aku cakap xde hal..."

Then I went back to the counter and asked my money back from the kakak...

"Kak, dah print lom tiket tu?"

"Lom agi... Nape? X jadi ek?"

"Hehehe... X jadi r kak... Sori ek.."

Then everyone like...

"Sengal r ko, Syahmi... Nape x balik ngan Paan jer?"

"Ntah r... X terfikir r plak ak nak balik ngan Paan... X kisah r, bleh r pegi Sunway Pyramid sok!!! Dah ade dwet!!!"

Maybe after the reading exam was finished, I was just put away all the Critical Thinking Skills... Never mind, now it was all done. Focus on my SAT this Disember. Pray for me, friends!!!

Here's some pictures when the Final Exam was running...

Pictures of myself in the Old Library...

So tension of that 'siot' thing called Precalculus...

Here is some pictures of those who sat in front of me in the Writing examination...

Still, and Still Struggling For My Precalculus

I had just finished studying precalculus. It was already something past 2 o’clock, and I was all alone in this room. Adib had gone to Cemara, Wahid went back home as well as Jad, and those two other guys who rarely sleep in this room. Alone, again and again. I put on my Walkman, and turn the volume higher. We have our Precalculus Test 3 today, and thank God it was not so hard. I missed my girl so much. We were planning to meet tomorrow, supposedly, but it was cancelled because I don’t have enough money to go there. I just don’t know if it was the right thing to do. When I was studying just now, I was just thinking of her. Feeling like taking my phone and to call her immediately, but I can’t for my phone’s credit is already finished. Somehow, my hands feels like to write her name on the badge for Zul’s group campaign. I really miss her, frankly. Last night I spent almost RM10 only to buy soft drinks and chocolates. It was typical for me when I was pressured or stressed; I love to eat chocolates and soft drinks. I know it’s bad, but who cares? I don’t…

The SX Lefthanded; Between Reality

Saturday, October 18, 2008 (delayed post)
This morning I had my CTIS final examination. No comment on it. InsyaAllah, God’s willing, I will passed it with flying colors. Right after the exam, me and Zul went jamming.

Our band members was not enough, as Sawi wanted so bad to go home and Larry had to go to the church. So we have no drummers.

Luckily, Juwe know to play drums, even without a rapid rolling and some major hanging (I don’t have any knowledge, let alone talent to play drums). He had done great. It was great, even it was just me, Zul, Kamarul and Juwe was playing.

The next best thing, I bought a new strap from Lestari, a red and black guitar strap. It was very nice (it is not an Ibanez’s, not as branded as yours, Sawi…). Can’t wait to try it with my guitar (I miss my guitar so bad…).

My uncle had bought me a new guitar as a gift, and I was eager to go home for it!

The next important thing, I saw a white SX Lefthanded electric guitar in Lestari.

I’ve tried it, and it costs RM620. I asked for discount from brader Nazri, but he refused. “T u pon dah offer r… Dah x boley kurang ag r…”, he said.

The white SX has 3 electronic pickup and two volume control knobs, one for the master volume and one for the tone. Too bad, it doesn’t come with an amplifier. I was very surprised to see it there. The last time I saw a lefthanded guitar was in the Yamaha shop in Mid Valley. And it was priced almost a thousands. I just don’t know.

Should I use my 2nd semester allowance to buy a lefthanded guitar?

Please help me with some rational comments…

p/s: today I discovered that brader Nazri was the guitarist of The Poetical Kingdom, a well known band. Way to go bro!

Not to forget, thanks to my uncle, Pak Epu or Bob Anarooka, for such commitments and support!

To my band members, brader Nazri marah korang. Die cakap band kite x organized… But in a way, I think he was right… Better do something about it, guys.

Final exam’s coming up in two weeks; better forget about music first… Fight for JPA!!!

My new strap... Looked bloody red!!!

The Overnight Log; Full Update

PAan was rite. Everything was going on unplanned. I remember the moment when Nadiah said
"Wei korang.. Sape nak ikot aku pegi Mid... Aku nak tido ngan kawan aku..." Then I said,
"Aku nak ikot!!! Aku pown nak tido ngan kawan ko gak!!!"

Then everyone like, "come2, let's go to the Mid Valley together! Then PAan said,

"Jom pegi overnight nk? Alang2 dah lewat sgt ney..."
"Jom2!!!"

Then Fasha was somehow reluctant to go... I really feel such a loss...

It was about 7 o'clock when we all arrived at the Shah Alam KTM station. There was about 10 person who was going to Mid. My eyes searched for Fasha, but to my dissapointment, she was nowhere to be seen. Looks like we have to go on without her.

7 p.m.

Still in the KTM. Talked so loud just like we owned the train. Still got some time to snap some pics.

8 sumting p.m.

We finally arrived at Mid Valley. After a tiring journey on the train. Rushed to the Surau to perform our solat. Thank God, we've made it. Just as we finished our solat Maghrib, Zul moved forward to be the Bilal. That's my friend!!! What's next? Another snaps!!!If I was a GOLDFISH, what would you call yourself, Ms. Annoying?

9.00 p.m.

Having our dinner at the food junction. Faiz was really eager to eat at the Burger King. As a very good friend, I said "Fine, Faiz, let's go grab some Burger King." After a long stroll searching for it, we finally found it. We tapau it and brought it back to the food junction. As you might expect, another snap!

10.00 p.m.

Waiting for the train to arrive. Nadiah has to leave. So sad, I haven't even got the chance to say hi to her friends! Nevermind... I hope she had a good time sleeping with her friends...

The d**n train is so da** late. Thanks to that, we manages to get some snaps. Again.

11.03 p.m.

In the train at KL Sentral. Specifically, the Putra LRT, on our way to KLCC. Just enough time for another snap!

11.11 p.m.

Arrived at KLCC.

All of us was just too enthusiastic. I don't know, maybe fueled by the midnight sweat plus the teenage hormone. Rushed into Suria and in no time, paved our way to the TGV Cinema. Got one beautiful snap in the lift.

Then, bought some popcorns and coke for the movie, while Paan bought the tickets. Zul spent about RM52.80 for the popcorns and coke, while PAan paid about RM99 for the tickets. Spent so much there. Then we went into the movie... And enjoy the show!!!

When I say enjoy the show, we really do! Less than a quarter of the cinema is occupied, so we just like conquered the whole cinema! We was so noisy, until someone from our back said "Shut up!". Unfortunately, nobody responded to her...

KAMI... The best Malay movie I had ever seen! Nani almost cried that moment.. huhu.. poor Abu.. He doesn't deserved to died that way...

It's was about 2 a.m when we finished watching the movie... I really enjoyed it.. went out, take some more pictures, and move on...

Those guys and girls were very enthusiastic. I think we have conquered the Suria KLCC, as we take pictures anywhere we want, and we talked so loud until the security guards look at us like we are some kind of rascalS!

This picture that we take in front of the boutique of the Quiksilver is one of the best catch that night. I love it!

After that, we start making our way to outside the KLCC.

We are still strolling around KLCC by that moment; I spotted some particular landmarks such as the building of Lembaga Getah Malaysia and also the Traders Hotel. We follow our own feet to take us where we belong. It was like going through a treasure hunt. When we saw a dark street, which have less lighting, we will search for the brighter road. Time and time again, we came across the police patrol car that would just stare at us from inside the moving patrol car and keep on moving. Unfortunately, we have two under aged people, who is Sari and Paan. Fortunate enough, we don’t have any problem with the authority that particular night. After a few minutes’ walk, we came across an exclusive mamak restaurant.

3.00 a.m.

Lepak2 at the mamak restaurant, still. I just have a teh tarik, enough to keep me awake for the whole night. Well, all of us was just drinking, we are not planning to eat yet. After about an hour at the NZ Café, we left to continue our journey.

3.45 a.m.

Feeling very exhausted, we have a little rest in front of the Crowne Plaza. I don’t really know that place, but I think it was like a 5 star hotel. When we were snapping some pictures, there was a guy (an Indian), walking out from the hotel, past us and said, “Hi girls… Enjoying yourself?” We just kept silent and watched him walked down the street. He’s drunk.

4.20 a.m.

Arrived at the Pavillion, KL. The street was not as empty as we thought, as KL is also the city that never sleeps. Taken a very nice picture, inspired from the movie that we just watched, KAMI. When we was taking this picture, a group of motorist (we could assume them as Mat Rempit) saw us and shouted, “Ape tu??!!!” We just laughed and raised our hands. When we was about to take the picture of a giant Gucci advertisement in front of the Pavillion, a security guard approaches us and mention that we are prohibited to capture a photo in that area. Feeling down, we continue to walk.

4.45 a.m.

Found a Seven Eleven. We rushed into the store and bought some drinks, a Big Gulp. A few steps ahead, we arrived at our destination, Jalan Bukit Bintang. We entered a 24 hours Mcdonald and sleep there. Those guys and girls were sleeping, but I’m not. Just looking at them sleeping pleased me enough. I have my coffee while reading Faiz’s CHIP. That’s what’s best for me.

5.30 a.m.

Those people finally woke up. I went out with Firdaus and Faiz to see the monorail, if it already opened to the public. Sadly, the system will just be running at 6 a.m. Faiz went back to the Macdonald to tell the others, while Firdaus and I walked down The Golden Triangle to find a birthday card for his girlfriend.

6.00 a.m

We were all already inside the monorail. It was so cold, and I just can’t stand it. So I sleep, even it feels like sleeping in a freezer. Never mind, it was a rare experience!

6.30 a.m.

Arrived at KL Sentral. Rushing to perform our subuh prayer. After that, bought our Komuter tickets and head straight back to Shah Alam. Suddenly, everyone was just like too fresh in the Komuter. Everyone was like teasing each other and we are laughing all the way home. It was a great moment. Sari was our victim, as Paan continuously teased her for her chubby cheek. I was just playing along.

7.30 a.m.

Arrived at Shah Alam. Time flies so fast in the Komuter. However, we all do have fun. Take a cab to Seksyen 18, as we all planned to go there and have some breakfast. In the cab, I called up Fasha and told her to join us in the breakfast. There she goes, regretted after listening to our wonderful story.

8.30 a.m.

Arrived at Cendana with a cab. Sleeping time!!!!!

The Dreadful Raya...

No need to type so much... 

Pictures say a thousand words...

This year I learn how to make lemang... A very tedious job...

Going back to Johor this year... So plenty of asam, jeruk and carbonated drinks!!!

My brother snaps it from the wrong angle... Sabo je r...

"Yes, I can forgive you, my dear brother. But first, you have to dig my nose..."

My family and my grandparents... Love you all!!!