I LIKE FOOOODDD! EEERRGH! BLUEK! PT. 4 and PT. 5

BISMILLAH

Salam. bila nengok entries aku kan, takde mende laen la, citer pasal makaaaan je. takde ke citer pasal buku ke, kawen ke, skolah ke, katak ke, rumput ke. ini citer pasal makan makan makan. sebenarnye bukan ape, kalu aku citer pasal mende laen, aku x reti la. kalu citer bab2 makan nie, laju je otot2 jejari nie menaip. banyak plak idea meluru.

nak dibuat cerita, ari senin lepas aku berpuasa sunat Sya'aban (bukan puasa ganti. bebaik sket mulut tuh. penah pekena pelampung flush jamban cicah sos tomato roselle?). kebetulan plak, time tu farah pon pose sama. so kami pon planned nak iftar (bukak pose) kat Restoran Daun Pisang Alif. FYI, aku penah cite psal restoran nie kat post aku seblom nie. and aku ajak la amalina dan anep skali. aku ade gak ajak beberapa sisters yg len. tp sume tolak. agak hampa di situ. so, aku pon x semena mena mengajak dene. x sangka die setuju. so, kami pon bertolak.

sesampai je kat sane, ade beberapa puluh minit lg seblom azan maghrib. lambat sgt. kang terliur plak nengok nasik. so, kami pon berjalan2 keliling kedai tu. sambil2 tu kami camwhoring sket. dan apabila jam menunjukkan hampir waktu maghrib, kami x berlengah utk ke restoran diiringi orkestra simfoni perut. kami duduk dan order makanan. sebelum azan, aku telah melakukan aksi panas yg terlarang. tp x sengaja. aku telah merasa makanan sebelum azan! x sengaja beb! rezeki. naseb baik anep gtau aku. kalu x, abes siap bertambah.

sepanjang time makan tu, byk gak mende yg kami borakkan. x la boring sgt. akan tetapi, akibat byk sgt order, aku, anep, amalina dan farah telah terover mengisi perut. hampir muntah2. bluek!

so after that, kami solat maghrib kat masjid negeri dan pulang. seronok sgt.

esoknye, aku puasa lagi. ntahla. dah lame sgt x pose sunat nie. rindu plak. akan tetapi, kali ni aku diiringi oleh nikmat Allah swt yg x disangka2. membe baik aku, as-syafiq mengajak aku utk berbuka di Sushi King! tu la, kite xleh nak agak kalu Allah nak bagi rezeki kan. oleh itu, sentiasa la bersyukur ngn ape yg ade. dengan izin Allah, Dia akan menambah lagi nikmat.

kali ni, aku mengajak farah dan amalina sekali lagi. haish! asek2 tengok muke si farah nie. bila nengok muke die, aku teringat pinggan nasik. si amalina pon same je.

kami pon melantak la ape yg ade (sebab org blanje). kalu bukan sebab membe belanje, nak amek piring sushi tu gerenti yg kaler biru je (rm2). sushi timun. huish! bantai yg kaw2 punya. thanx syafiq! love ya! nnt aku blanje kat Crocodile Rocks k!

I LIKE FOOOODDD! EEERRGH! BLUEK! PT. 3

BISMILLAH

salam. Alkisahnye kiah, arini aku wat setadi group ngn mem

ber2 kat library. pastu ade sorang makhluk nie namenye parah (farah). org panggil daten. aku panggil Lindsay Longan. beliau mintak aku nganto die kat bandar. biasela semenjak Lucy menjadi GF aku nie mmg selalu la org wat jemputan ke bandar. so, aku pon nganto die ke bandar.

akan tetapi, semasa dalam perjalanan, kami terempak ngn kejadian paranormal yg aneh. penampakan objek aneh itu membuatkan perut kami berdentum-dentam mcm kumpulan koir kenduri pengantin. berpusing-pusing serta berhempas pulas malahan terbelit-belit usus kecil kami dibueknyo. apekah itu? RESTORAN PONDOK LAGUNA! ala yg masuk Jenjalan Carik Makan tuh. korang tgk tiwi x? die nie restoren ala2 makanan indon.

maka dengan itu kami pon meluru, menerjah serta menjerbal restoran tersebut. kakak2 pekerja dgn muke suspennye memberi menu. mereka rakus. biasala nak dpt title "worker of the month" nie mmg kne keje kuat sket. kami mengoder nasik Timbel, daging Gobrok ape ntah namenye, pastu Gado-gado.. bukan Gaduh bertumbuk tu. makan punyela makan tetibe plak ade senior tepon suro amek barang. cesy! xpe amek je la.... tinggal jap si parah ngn my lovely food. pastu datang balik makan. mmg xtau malu.

PEDULIK HAPE HAKU! DUET HAKU!

muke pervert. bile lapo muke pintu pon bleh jadi.

ni gado gado

ni daging ape ntah. Gobrok? Goblok? x igt. sori.

DON'T WANT ALL YOU'VE GOT! FORGET IT!

I DON'T WANT YOUR LIFE! I DON'T WANT YOUR MONEY! I DON'T WANT EVERYTHING YOU'VE GOT! I JUST WANNA LIVE MY LIFE PEACEFULLY. WITHOUT YOU! SO GET OFF!

I tried to say the words very fast. but my first attempt was very shiatsu. (=.=)" you should try. secara laju tau.

pre-clinical year RAOKS!

BISMILLAH

Masuk hari ni, maka telah genaplah 2 minggu aku belajau di Kulliyyah Pergigian UIAM sebagai seorang pelajar tahun 2. Tahun 2 nie agak mencabar sket sbb tahun nie merupakan sebermulanya tahun pra-klinikal. Kelas pun bertimbun2 cam pasir

kat tepi parit. tapi Alhamdulillah sbb kelas pagi merupakan praktikal kat klinik. so, bleh la borak2 ngn member. kalu kat kelas teori tu mmg la mengantuk tahap cipan tertelan bijik nangka. (sape yg x tersengguk2 cam ungka tu mmg penipu r, at least ade gak tertutup mate kjap). =p

Yg best tahun nie ialah aku dapat mengenali serba sedikit tentang prosedur2 di dental clinic. bleh wat cuci gigi, bleh wat tampalan gigi, wat gigi palsu (dentures). wat bodo pon bleh. cane nak wat bodo?

yang bab2 gigi tu merupakan dental subjects. ade gak BMS (Basic Medical Sciences). name je basic tp tahap kesusahannye mengalahkan mulot si Kiah Janda Anak 8. (kaitan?). antaranya ialah Pathology yakni subjek tentang penyakit2. pastu pharmacology tentang dadah dan ubat2. dan juga microbiology yakni kajian tentang hidupan kecit2 yg bleh menybabkan penyakit.

kirenye dentistry nie gabungan medicine la. cume x se-intensive medicin

e. kami ni diperlengkapkan dgn pengetahuan perubatan so that bile dealing ngn patient yg ade penyakit pelik2 nnt xde la gelabah monyet. cam kentut berdarah ke, kencing berangin ke, sendawa berirama ke..

da la, kalu aku taip byk2 pon bukannye korang paham. salam.

xyah dok jeles. bukan best pon.

which one comes first?

BISMILLAH

it's kinda late at night. Im staying up studying pathology. Cellular injury. It tells about how injuries (of any kind) can lead to cellular and molecular level damages. But this is a bit off topic. It is not pathology I want to talk about. But another matter much more crucial and essential than this trivial thing.

While performing my Isya' prayer, something crossed my mind (aiyo solat x khusyu'!). In fact it has been revolving around my head loads of time ago. But this time, it was deeper and more significant.

FOR HOW LONG I AS A HUMAN BEING CAN STAND ON RESTRICTIVELY AIMING FOR MONEY AND FAME AND STATUS AND MERE WORLDLY INDULGENCES?

It is not that Im looking after them absolutely. It is just that in most of cases the target of living is laying more on the quest of those things. Rather than benefiting others. I am not trying to preach here. If you are not interested, then you can leave. We have to be realistic.

Of course money is important. But money flies away. The more we spend the more regretful we feel. The more money we have the stronger the sense of insecurity. And later on it chisels away values of trust.

But peace of mind does not. It stays. The more we search for it the stronger our soul can be. Therefore what I can conclude in here is try to do good to others as much as we are able to. And as long as we are breathing. Most ultimately, do not forget our obligations towards the Creator, Allah Subhana wa Ta'ala. Superb importante.

A friendly reminder for you and for me.

I LIKE FOOOODDD! EEERRGH! BLUEK! PT. 2

BISMILLAH

salam. again, as you can see from the title, there's nothing else I would like to chirp about in here - food. since the scholarship has just been banked in recently, i didn't hesitate myself to devour some marvelllouuuuuuss delicacies! urgh! too bad i didn't snap any single picture of food i ate! I should have!!!! It was sooo tremendous just by looking at the pictures alone you'll drool your saliva out! I tried so many food my stomach couldn't tolerate anymore! this is who I am. so, if you are one of those foodiefrenzycentrics out there, you can be my besty. haha. jom makan makan beb!

normally i don't spend much on attires and stuff, coz I'd save the money for food. (kalu nak ajak sopeng2, only stuff with discounted price specifically 70% will drag my attention "a bit". WA!). but food, hell no. tapi kalu da pokai rabak, megi je la jawabnye. still, megi is food what. sedap gak kalu tgh kebulor xde duit bantai megi panas. (im craving for megi kari ayam right now).

NINI COKELAT CELUP. CELUP CELUP! RASA AYAM STROBERI SUNGGUH ENAK SEKALI.. NINIIIIIII.... NINI!

love without border

BISMILLAH

I just woke up this morning. And it was different than any other morning. I burst out in tears. I dreamed of her. My beloved late granma. I love you wan. Love without border.

The dream is still fresh. In my dream, it was in her house. She spoke nothing. But was smiling all along. She gave me a pat, the way she used to when she was still alive. It saddened me the most when it came to the last part of it. Never expected the hand-shake would be the departing one. I was crying in my dream. But she remained calm. I couldn't hold my tears that it was rolling down my cheek in the real of me. I was sleeping sobbing.

Oh wan! Only Allah knows how much I miss you. You gave me love without border.

Allahummaghfirlaha warhamha wanawwirqabraha birahmatika ya arhamarrahimin

(ya Allah forgive her, love her, enligthen her grave with Your blessings, for You are the most Gracious, Most Merciful)

yaw! hiawhatta?!

(nyanyi style kesha tik tok)

looking at the table makes my head feel dizzy,

trying to figure out the time where I can REST IN PEACE?

I mean look at those subjects I'm going to study,

CRAPS I shall be a nerd then and I don't like it. (being a nerd you see)

Im talking patho microb prostho and D.O. oh!

pharmacology's the "greatest" among the whole,

even the pic could fit the whole blouug (blog)

......

da cukup.

malas nak resize. don't get annoyed. it's my blog.

I LIKE FOOOODDD! EEERRGH! BLUEK!

BISMILLAH

O my God, today was a blast! I planned to go out eating in stall nearby but then a friend, Amalina rang me. "Don't go out. Food is on its way to your house now". HOLY MOLY! How could I resist! FOOD BEBEH! FOOD! She sent 4 boxes of rice with complete nutrition whatsoever, then I ate like HOH! MY STOMACH GOT TIRED OREDI.

Then another caller rang my phone. "Hello fil, where are you? I wanna bring you out to Alif" WHAT??? ANOTHER? (Alif is a quiet famous banana leaf restaurant in Kuantan). O IT WAS MY PROFESSOR. I mean, who else would bring me to that place other than him. Banana leaf restaurant or Indian Food? leave them to him. He knows a lot as his title implies. LOVE YOU PROFESSOR!

I was eating and chatting and eating and eating that I forgot about my GIT's limitation. The time I stopped eating, my stomach has already bloated like a big muscular balloon. (did I mention muscular?). It came to the point where I couldn't digest anymore food, nor was I able to stare at them. UUURRGGHH! I feel like throwing up now. chow!

GIT: GASTROINTESTINAL TRACT (bahasa pasar: stomach).

being too expressive?

Bismillah

I don't know whether this is true or not: My face is too expressive.

yah I can easily figure that out whenever I talk, one of my (or both) eyebrows will elevate. And I can sense some sorta contractions by my muscles of facial expression. And I don't think they're normal contractions. From there, I shall conclude that I am being too expressive. I mean my face.

And now, I am on my effort to reduce this expressive behavior because you see, some people might get annoyed of me. And I don't want that to happen. hahaha. I am trying to be myself now. This thing can be changed for sure. C'MON FILANI FAUZI! YOU CAN DO IT!

OKAY WHICH MUSCLE SHOULD BE LOOSENED UP NOW?