Aduhhh!!!. Sakit Kepala Ku!!!

sejak dua menjak ni selalu sangat aku sakit kepala. tak kira la bila-bila pun. lepas balik keja and baru sampai umah? baru bangun tido? menjelang waktu keje abis? pendek kata anytime anywhere sakit kepala itu akan datang menziarahi aku.

yang tak beshnya kalo aku makan panadol 2 bijik lom tentu ilang lagi sakit pala tu. selang 2 3 jam kene makan lagi dua bijik. sama la ngan obat-obat paracetamol yg laian nya sebijik dua lom tentu aku bleh wokay lagik. panadol menstruation jek aku blom cuba terai test nengok lagi :)) muahahaha).

agak nya waktu makan tengahari aku kene makan nasik berlaukkan panadol kut. kalo minum petang plak kene campur panadol yang telah dilumatkan ke dalam telor stengah masak! baru bleh lega kut.

sebab musababnya? mungkin cuaca yang panas kebelakangan ini kut? atau faktor pemakanan aku? atau keadaan kesihatan mentalogi aku?

ntah la. lantak lah. kalo bleh aku tahan aku tahan la sakit tu. kalo tak tahan baru lah aku baham obat. tu pun dah kira untung aku tak ler sakit sangat sampai muntah-muntah.

sabor je lah ya. lagi pun worang ada kata. sakit ni kalo kita bersabo bleh la ia menghapuskan dosa-dosa kecil. :)hehehehehe

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Lets Party!!!

ketika aku hendak mengundur kereta untuk pergi berpoya-poya sebaik sahaja selepas waktu kerja abis, teman sekerja menegur "amboi!!! kompeni buat parti asyik tak pergi je ya. macam anti sosial plak".

kompeni aku sedang mengadakan parti menyambut harijadi buat staf bagi bulan mac dan april di 'pantry' pada saat itu.

"minta maaflah Nik, kami parti bezday ni tak pergi. kalo parti liar kami pergi!!" jawab aku sebelum tergelak bersama-sama rakan aku di sebelah. rakan di sebelah aku tu sememangnya anti sosial pun!

dan sekarang ini aku terpikir pulak untuk buat parti anarki. rasa-rasanya sambutan mesti menggalakkan. alang-alang gig blek metal dah kena haram baik buat parti anarki terus kan?

*muahahahaha* gelak setan tahap cipan.

The One. III. Mission Impossible.

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the hunt has begun ...



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Weiss Heim.

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In bondage of space,
Thou art not far from heaven,
The empyrean is not
Distant from thy earthly home.

That rose—embowered garden,
Immune from winter’s frost,
Is closer than it appears
To thy grief—stricken soul.

What the ways of the ascetic
Teach —is that all life
Is like a flying arrow,
Not far from the bow.

Thy reach is far above
The spheres of the moon and stars;
If thou but venturest forth,
The heavens are not too high.

On the tortuous path of love,
The traveller who knows,
May ask his guide to leave him,
To seek a lonely trail.

- mohamad iqbal.

- pic : Last Sunset Ever by natas7


langit senja nan merah
bertandang lagi
hati menjadi resah
tak terperi.

puas dikira bintang-bintang di langit
berulang-ulang berkali-kali
namun rindu dihati
tak juga terobati.

puas di renung bulan penuh di balik awan
dijadikan teman setiap malam
namun masih juga sunyi
sepi sekali.

didakap malam menyelimuti diri
pinjam kan lah sedikit kehangatkan
namun kesejukan keseorangan
semakin dingin.

bila kata-kata cinta
hanyalah indah ditutur
apalah lagi yang terdaya
selain meneguk derita
memamah kecewa.


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The One. II. The Poet.

November 9th,1877 - April 21st, 1938

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The One. I. The Liberator.

September 24th,1902 - June 3rd,1989




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Old Fren.

right after performing the solat sunat after the friday prayer, i noticed a guy moved rapidly to sit right next to me. i didn't turn to look just who the heck was he as i am saying a prayer at that time. once done i turn to him to shake his hand just like to other jemaahs. while shaking his hand then i managed to recall my memory. he is an old fren while we were schooling at Klang year 1986-1987.

"wah .. ngko nampak besar lah sekarang" he said. "dulu aku tengok kurus la jugak skit" he added.

yeah. he was rite. last time i met him was about a couple of years ago. i was thinner than today. wat to do. there was a big jump in my waist actually. early this year from 34 to 35. less than a couple years back my waist grown from 32 to 34. i myself found it quite a shock. just out of sudden my trousers felt really tight at my waist. as if yesterday was ok but then the next morning ... kaboom!! tak muat alredi!

and i look helplessly here. kennot get my self slim. padahal makan dah kurang dah. shoot! shoot!

Hep Hep Hooray!!

yeah ... managed to un-messed this site. phew !!!! but the solat time box have to be sacrificed.

aniwan know or have the template for the solat time?
and the template for shout box?
and the template for penthouse calender?

anibadi? aniwan? sumwan?

Fuck!

bloody hell. aku ter'messed up' plak blog site ni! hampes!

haru biru betul lah.