so happy oh

I

PASS

MY

EXAMS!!

ok ortho and paeds only. psy and triad not yet lah. but i'm so happy lah kan.

yeay :)

yeay yeay yeay yeay yeay yeay kfc here i come

famous bloggers are famous because..

famous bloggers are famous because..

they are cute.

no.

they post their cute faces on their blog. otherwise people won't know they're cute, right?

right.

famous bloggers are famous because..

their entries are attention-grabbing.

AND they don't just post rubbish. they're actually very good points posted.

worth reading.

famous bloggers are famous because..

well, because other bloggers are boring.

other bloggers are not cute.

other bloggers post rubbish.

sob sob.

growing up with glory

ok this just came to me. fresh from the oven.

masa i sekolah rendah, i takut nak pergi sekolah menengah. lagi-lagi dapat tau i masuk boarding school kan. jauh dgn family lah (i anak manja gitu aww), ada kena ambil macam-macam subjek lah, stream lah (time tu tak tau pun stream tu apa benda). menakutkan.

dah masuk sekolah menengah, takut nak study after sekolah menengah. time tu tak tau la masuk matrik ke, diploma kat mana-mana U ke kan. sebab kat sekolah menengah da biasa di spoon-fed. katanya semua yg after sekolah menengah dah tak da dah spoonfeeding-spoonfeeding ni. menakutkan.

dah masuk matrik, alah kena jugak spoonfeeding. so lega la sikit. tapi takut nak masuk U. katanya ni BETUL-BETUL tak da spoonfeeding. menakutkan.

dah masuk U year 1, ada lagi spoonfeeding. sebab nota lecture sentiasa ada. so for me, that's considered spoonfeeding jugak ok.tapi bila dah habis year 2, rasa takut nak masuk clinical years 3, 4, 5. yelah kita dah biasa baca buku kan. nanti dah masuk clinical years kena selalu pergi ward. confronting REAL patients. menakutkan.

dah masuk year 3, ok takut jugak lah. tak da dah spoonfeeding. ini baru betul takda spoonfeeding. selalu jumpa patients. takut nak approach patients. takut kena reject. *memang selalu pun kena reject* 

dah masuk year 4, takut nak masuk year 5. sebab masa year 3 and 4, bila prof tanya and tak dapat jawab, prof akan cakap, "oh you guys year 3 / 4 baru. that's ok, you don't need to know that much. not up to your standard yet." so i budget "up to standard" means year 5 la kan.

dah masuk year 5,..

eh eh. belum masuk year 5 lagi laa. huhu.

ok ok kejap. haritu kan i pergi lari-lari olahraga gitu. kalah la tak payah cerita. lepas tu i pun buat kawan la dengan lain-lain budak yg lari-lari sama dengan i from other colleges, sebab i kan peramah orangnya. lepas tu, boleh kata 90% of them year 1. oh i so felt like makcik there. and then, kat surau, ada la i borak-borak dgn sorang ni, 

i: year berapa?

budak: year 2. awak year berapa?

i: year 4. 

budak: err, so umur awak 24 la? 

i was like, 

yo, you see any wrinkles on my face? i'm 22 for God's sake. 

hey here's another surprise for you: that BUDAK is also 22! 

budak my ass.

(still don't understand why she's in 2nd year and still 22. segan nak tanya.)

ok she only guessed i'm 2 years older. 24-year-olds don't have wrinkles on their faces, right? must say, 2 years is nothing maaan. nothing. 

yeah it's not, sorry.

P.E.L.U.H yg, ummph.

i baru lepas jogging ni. wuu konon rasa sangat sihat la. lari 1 round je. lepas tu practise sprint. alah sprint ada la dalam 20 meter je. tu pun rasa kaki nak tercabut. siap pening-pening lagi. nasib baik tak muntah. lepas tu pergi kafe makan NASI LEMAK and TEH TARIK. what a healthy lifestyle.

i belum mandi lagi ni. serious busuk gila hahaah. i rasa baju ni la yg problem. i takda problem. bau badan i ok je. baju ni je yg busuk. ok?

selebet. takde keje amik gamba ni. (eh ni bukan i punya ahaks.)

cakap pasal peluh (eh ada cakap ke pasal peluh?), i ingat ada satu hari masa borak-borak dengan kawan-kawan (lelaki + perempuan).

i : posting ortho ni takda la penat sangat kan. berbanding paediatrics.

L : yes. paeds was so busy.

i : ye dulu kan selalu kena pergi HKL. every time pergi je peluh-peluh. panas kan. travel lagi. white coat pun kena basuh like, 2 hari sekali.

L : oh you PEREMPUAN pun peluh-peluh banyak ke? (sambil buat muka geli)

hey you ingat PEREMPUAN ni bukan manusia ke. takda autonomic nervous system? you lelaki lagi lah banyak peluh. at least i selalu basuh white coat i. ada ramai boys i lalu sebelah mak ai bau ketiak euww busuk hell.

ok la i tak nak marah-marah. i tak marah pun. huhuhuhuhuhuhu (gelak dgn panjang)

ada orang memang sweat glands dia banyak, so dia banyak peluh (ye ke?). i pulak, entah lah. i suspect i ada hyperthyroidism la. i kurus (kurus ke?), makan banyak, peluh banyak. panas peluh, sejuk pun peluh. bila fikir pasal tapak tangan, terus tapak tangan keluar peluh.

tapi, peluh tu normal la kan. biasa la tu kalau PANAS-PANAS PERGI HKL LAMA-LAMA, TRAVEL LAGI, JALAN LAGI, LEPAS TU PELUH-PELUH KAN.

eh eh i tak marah ni. betul. saja je letak huruf besar-besar huhuhuhuhuhuhuhu

what are the causes of excessive sweating? orang gemuk selalu kita tengok cepat peluh kan? jalan-jalan sikit dah mengah-mengah keluar peluh. jogging pun, orang kurus ke gemuk ke, peluh jugak kan. kalau panas peluh. kalau nervous peluh. panic attack peluh. mimpi ngeri peluh. takda kipas peluh. main dengan Gucci peluh.

awek hot, awek hot (bak kate Zhafran setiap kali nampak awek regardless they're hot or not)

OK AT LEAST I PELUH-PELUH, I'M AWARE OF IT. SO I PAKAI LA PERFUME, I PAKAI DEODORANT, I BASUH BAJU SELALU. tapi i tak suka mandi selalu. WHATEVER. I TAK DEKAT-DEKAT LAH DENGAN ORANG LAIN KALAU I RASA I BAU SEMACAM. KAN? WHY DON'T YOU GO AND TELL YOUR KETIAK-BUSUK FRIEND HE SMELLS LIKE F*KING KETIAK! BEFORE YOU CRITICIZE MY SWEAT GLANDS. XOXO.

i pity him, really.

ADD: attention-deficit disorder

i have the tendency to deviate from one story to another. i cannot stay in one story long enough. i know this since.. i don't know. if i read again my blog entries, i realized that, i had difficulties in choosing the proper title for almost every entry. that's because, i talk about a lot of things in one entry. 

the same happens when i'm studying. i can read about club foot and then suddenly i go and search for cerebral palsy. and then suddenly when i remember something, i'll go check the other topics on orthopaedics. then i go play computer games since studying is so boring.

the same also happens when i'm having conversations with people. i tend to jump on topics, and go back to the previous one. then when i'm bored i don't listen to them anymore. then when i hear something interesting i'll go back in the conversation.

is it good? sounds like i have attention-deficit disorder. or autism. my attention span is short.

so let's try to be focused on something now. choose one topic. i want to be serious. MARRIAGE.

what i feel about marriage

dalam konteks Islam, i know marriage is a good thing, dapat pahala kalau mendirikan perkahwinan, menghasilkan zuriat. ok i think marriage is a too-serious topic to be discussed. by me.

grr. 1st attempt to be focused: FAIL. <--- fail tu colour hijau. hihi. ok ok focus.

nak cakap pasal something fun. like going to the Disneyland! now just why does "something fun" always relate to "Disneyland"? i thought Disneyland is for kids? but i saw these pictures of my friends going there and it looked like they had serious fun there. maybe it IS fun. only i don't know. 

because i don't have the money, and the time to go there. forget time. i don't have the money.

for me, something fun to talk about are:

1. Gay people

2. Tranny (transvestites)

3. Local celebrities who did plastic surgery

4. Gossips about the doctors and nurses here in HUKM

5. Hot atheletes

6. Friends in FB who post all kinds of status

7. etc

so most of the fun things are: PROVOCATIVE. gay people, and all.

so short stories, but full of meaning, is good. being vague is good. is it? kalau i tanya orang soalan, orang tu MESTI jawab soalan i. tak boleh deviate-deviate. you deviate lah macam mana pun, i tanya jugak soalan yg sama sampai i dapat jawapan yg i nak. i tak mau jawapan yg vague. ok?

so what's the meaning of THIS word?

err. maybe it's THAT. i'm not sure. go on and check in the dictionary.

ok i checked. it's not THAT. it's THAAAT.

oh ok.

so you didn't know the meaning of THIS word before this?

no, i've came across that word before.


.....

but YOU DIDN'T KNOW the meaning of it.


.....

no i didn't.

question : answered. mood : satisfied :)

alamak lah tak mandi lagi. dah pukul 10pm. orang tua-tua kata,

kalau mandi malam-malam boleh dapat paru-paru berair.

paru-paru + air = pulmonary edema? pulmonary effusion? 

sepanjang i belajar tak pernah la i baca one of the risk factors for pulmonary edema or effusion is mandi malam. ish2 tak baik tau mempersendakan kata-kata orang tua. nanti kena betul kang. hmm. so tak payah mandi la? haha

hey i nak pergi mandi la ni. you ingat i apa? 

eleh mcm tak biasa je mandi sekali sehari.

badonkadonk XD

ok macam ni tau perasaan i. i nak tidur, dengan mengharapkan kepuasan tidur apabila bangun. tetapi, apa yg i dapat? SAKIT KEPALA. yes.

tapi ironman i download dah 70% yeay!

tadi exam. ada kawan i cakap,

tu lah exam yg paling kejam sekali di dunia.

eh betul, betul. tak tipu. dah la susah, 20 soalan 30 minutes je. unbelievable.

i'm the ugly dude, the flower is my knowledge, megan fox is the exam paper.

hopefully i don't fail la. megan fox tak pandang langsung knowledge i. oops. exam paper. not megan fox.

perasan tak, ramai sangat orang kat FB sekarang, sebok nak post gambar-gambar quote dekat wall? let me say this: they thought the quotes are quite funny, and hope everybody likes them, and hope everybody thinks they're funny too. or cool. or whatever. (ok sebenarnya i tak tau macam mana nak post dekat wall photos.)

emmet honeycut says:

the brain is the second sexiest organ.

haa. i know what you're thinking. XD

and i suka tengok iPho(wned). that means iPhone owned. terbahak-bahak i gelak sorang-sorang. humph. segan i.

bwahahahahahahahhahah. 

badonkadonk.

let's hit the gym!

stupid

click to enlarge (cewahh da pandai dah)

BWAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHA

omg this print screen thing is all over me now.

Granny rocks

yo. ini la kerja i. 1st, tengok apa i bulat tu. Pott Disease ok. tu ialah TB spine. i study tauu. lepas tu i pun bosan2. i main la Spider Solitaire. you know, ada sekali i main game ni depan kawan i, lepas tu dia cakap,

farah, why you play this game? it's a GRANNY game.

how dare she said i'm a GRANNY! 

come to think of it, ...err...

yeah. 

wtv. i'm a granny. so what. granny rocks. I ROCK.

yg arrow tu my Torrent. i tgh download Ironman and Ironman 2. baru 4%. wuhuu happynyeeee.

to eat or not to eat? i'm not lapar now. but i know i will be in.. 2 hours. so should i take prophylactic lunch? i guess i should.

i want chikkiin

i am not

so most of my friends say that i'm:

1. ganas

2. garang

3. tak feminin

4. lain-lain sifat lah

so sebenarnya diorang ni bukan lah my close friends gitu. sebab i bukan macam tu. ahaks.

ganas

orang cakap i ganas sebab, entah lah, i main basketball kot? hey sorry sikit. i main basketball tak pernah ganas-ganas tau. dulu coach i ada ajar, 

kalau ref tak nampak, cubit je pinggang opponent tu. 

tapi i tak pernah buat tau. i pernah sekali je kena 5 fouls in one game sepanjang karier (karier ke, wek) basketball i ni. so i tak ganas la.

what do you mean "foul"?

garang

garang tu mcm mane tu? i garang kat budak? itu tak betul sebab i pun ada sikiiiit je encounter dengan budak-budak. and kalau ada pun i jumpa budak, mana ada i marah-marah kat budak tu. dia tak buat apa pun? garang sebab apa ye. i selalu marah-marah? alah c'mon lah wey sapa takda marah-marah. ok la i admit i ni pemarah. muahahah. or maybe sebab muka i masam kot? ok lah i admit i jarang senyum. tapi i bukan sengaja la. dah terbiasa. kalau i teringat, kang i senyum lah, ok?

tak feminin

masa form 1-3 dulu yelah i tak feminin. identity crisis gitu. seluar baggy gitu. alah tu zaman Eminem lah weyy. of course lah kena pakai seluar baggy, baju lapis-lapis, kasut basket mahal-mahal. cakap pun nak ada style. lepas tu i pun nak berubah la. masa form 4 i jadi bapuk sikit. sebab tu dalam transition phase lah kata kan. lepas tu form 5 i harap i jadi wanita sejati lah kan. tapi bapuk jugak. matriks, pun i nak beransur-ansur jugak ke arah feminin. tapi dah tuuu jugak jadinye. nak buat macam mana? don't say i didn't try okaaay. now, i pakai handbag tauu. handbag momoe gitu. i pakai skinny jeans tauu. i pakai blouse tauu. dah takda seluar baggy, baju lapis-lapis mengarut tu semua.

berbalik kepada ganas.

gaaa

i suka kucing. sayaaaang kat kucing. kalau ada kucing i tak malu lah nak panggil-panggil sambil angkat-angkat kucing tu. tu ganas ke? hmm tak kann? bila ada cerita kat newspaper pasal orang abuse animals, i tak boleh baca la. i baca la sampai habis. tapi mulut i ni tak boleh nak diam la, marah-marah orang yg bodoh sangat abuse animals ni. lepas tu i cakap la,

kalau cerita pasal abuse binatang aku tak boleh la. tapi kalau baca pasal orang yg kena abuse, aku tak kesah.

lepas tu baru-baru ni kat facebook ramai lah pulak yg pergi post cerita pasal Junko Furuta. and aku ni pun rajin sangat pergi baca lah pulak. OMG. baru separuh baca dah berbunyi-bunyi dah perut aku ni. dah kembang-kembang dah tekak aku ni. lepas tu, boleh pulaaak aku baca sampai habis? lepas tu hidup aku tak tenang (tu lah, berlagak lagi.) lepas tu boleh pulak aku nak google pasal Junko Furuta ni. baca lagi sekali cerita dia. pening lagi kepala aku. nausea. lepas tu boleh pulak aku bukak wikipedia, search pasal psychopath. aku baca sampai habis pasal psychopath. siap hafal lagi 3 classical signs of psychopathy in children. kalau ada dalam syllabus paediatrics ni ok lah jugak. boleh la aku jawab exam.

adoidoi. tapi on the bright side, i know i'm a softie.

my 1st attempt in print screen

only 2 that make me interested

hahahah

cakap-cakap

setiap perkara yg kita cakap itu merupakan doa.

pernah dengar saying ni? mestilah pernah. ini supaya kita fikir dulu sebelum cakap. tapi ada aku fikir dulu sebelum cakap? mestilah ada. tapi kadang-kadang takda jugak. kan?

bila marah, semua main cakap je. mencarut-carut pulak tu. menjadi-jadi pulak tu baru-baru ni. sikit-sikit, fuck sana, fuck sini. entah apa-apa. apa ingat cool sangat ke cakap fuck tu? tak cool lah. kita perempuan. kena jaga tatasusila, adab sopan. tak kira la perempuan ke lelaki ke, kena jaga jugak kan? kita Muslim. kena jaga akhlak. tapi aku rasa most religions pun suruh penganut dia jaga akhlak kan? so semua orang kena jaga akhlak. untuk orang yg takda agama, tak pernah pulak aku dengar ada orang cakap,

oh dia Atheist. padan la kurang ajar.

tak tahu lah. aku hidup pun tak berapa lama sangat. baru 22 tahun. mungkin aku tak cukup pengalaman lagi nak dengar macam-macam benda kat dunia ni.

ada sekali dlm entry aku ni ada aku marah-marah sorang mamat ni, sampai aku cakap,

can't you at least wait for me to inhale, exhale, and die before you ask me that question?

ish2. mintak mati ke aku ni? amalan dah cukup ke nak bawak masuk kubur? taubat pun belum. ada hati nak mati awal. ish2. tak patut.

aku selalu dengar orang cakap, masa bulan puasa,

hey jgn mengumpat la bulan-bulan puasa ni.

hey bukan mengumpat tu selama-lamanya haram ke, tak kisah la bulan apa-apa pun? ok lah maybe dia nak cakap, nanti kurang pahala puasa kalau mengumpat kot. tu aku tak tau la. whether memang ada hadis kata kurang pahala puasa kalau buat sekian-sekian, or tu benda ghaib, kita tak tau and tu semua urusan Allah. nanti kita check sama-sama ye. so aku rasa paling ok kalau just cakap,

hey jangan mengumpat lah.

ada sekali dalam bilik aku kat hostel ni, masa tu petang-petang. aku tengah tengok laptop. tiba-tiba ada angin tiup. tingkap aku memang selalu buka. dengan langsir sekali. baru aku perasan luar tingkap aku ni ada banyak pokok. ok memang la aku sedar ada banyak pokok, tapi baru aku perasan betapa cantiknya pokok-pokok tu kena tiup angin. aku duduk tingkat 4, so yg aku nampak semua top of the trees la. lepas tu aku tengok, lepas satu pokok, satu -satu lagi kena tiup angin. macam kena tiup angin la, faham tak? duhh. benda ni biasa je. tapi aku nak cakap jugak. sebab time tu aku rasa sangat tenang. and baru aku sedar itu lah 1st time dalam masa 2 tahun aku duduk bilik ni, yg aku betul-betul pergi kat tingkap aku tu semata-mata nak tengok pokok yg ditiup angin. and bunga dia colour merah, dan sangat pelik rupanya.

dulu aku tak suka pokok. sebab bila cakap pasal pokok, aku teringat masa form 4 ke form 5 ke, kena belajar pasal fotosintesis. aku tak suka belajar tu. so aku pun tak suka pokok. suka-suka hati aku je nak suka ke tak nak kan. pokok tu kan ciptaan Tuhan. kita kena sayang semua makhluk Tuhan.

sorry to all

my super-bad, over-the-top wtf mood was raging these past few days / weeks. and i know somebody was hurt. well, maybe more than one person was hurt, maybe. here, i would like to apologize to:

1. Zhafran

you've been such a great companion, and very patient. i don't know how did you put up with me, but if i were you, i'd be leaving me, after all the ridiculous tantrums i exploded lately. i apologize for all that. i should be more mature in controlling my emotions. i'm so selfish, i know. so, thanks for your patience and kindness, and have a nice day. ps i love you no matter what happens. you're still my best friend.

2. my group members

i know you guys don't read my blog (no one does), but i would like to say that i'm sorry, for i've been such a terrible group leader (at least that was what most of you guys think i was). in trying to hide my feeling annoyed, i might not have succeeded in doing so, so it still showed (my annoyed face), so i'll try to work on that, so next time, people will think of me more as a friendly person, and easy to get to (whatever that means, at least people won't think of me as a lion or a crazy woman or something.)

3. 

i think that's all la. unbelievable. but hey i'm not saying sorry just because exam is just around the corner. i'm saying sorry because i mean it. do you believe it?

Ronan O' what?

masa hari apa entah, zhafran ada ajak i pergi open house kat mana entah. bukan house pun. kedai makan sape entah. makan nasi beriyani. lepas tu bukak la tv. badminton. tiba-tiba, mereka-mereka ini pun pergi tukar channel, nak tengok rugby.

damn i don't know shit about rugby. oh oh i know the All Blacks are from New Zealand. and they do this Haka dance before they start the game.

t'supp?

tapi mereka-mereka ini pun sangat terbuka ye, dan sabar, ketika menerangkan pasal a few basic rules about rugby to me. 'touchdown' is called 'try'. try is 5 points kot? after that boleh tendang bola tu (forgot the term already), 2 points if the ball gets over the palang. at that time, Ireland versus Russia. wah sayur la Russia tu ye. time tu BARU i tau, Ireland tu kuat jugak ye. antara yg kuat-kuat are South Africa, New Zealand, Argentina, Ireland, and sapa-sapa lah lagi yg kuat i dah tak igt. then ada la sorang player Ireland ni. oh M G so handsome ohh. Ronan something.

then today i Google lah dia. Ronan what haa? Ronan O'Hara?

i googled Ronan O'Hara, and fucking Ronan Keating came out. 

please lah. 

then i typed Ronan O'Hara rugby. then 1st in the list was Ronan O'Gara.

oh shit. i see. it's O'Gara. of course. silly me. bwuahahaha. poor Keating. who's O'Hara by the way? i thought i heard that name from somewhere.. nevermind.

i searched in Yahoo image (so i wasn't actually googling y'know. i was yahooing). and surprisingly, he's not that handsome. i mean, he is handsome. no, he's not. then i realized, when he's clean and shaven and his face is made-up, he looks awful. BUT, when he's on the field, he fuckken ghourjhess. look, look

huh? what's to drool about? (face not shaven, btw)

his eyes are.. i don't know. something's not right, for sure. 


and now, the transformation. dung dung dung (dung as in the drumroll, not dung as in the bodily waste a.k.a the shit)

seriously, he looked THIS good the ENTIRE game

no shit. then i learned that he's over 35, and he's married. and 2 days after he's married his wife gave birth to a set of twins, a boy and a girl, named Rory and Molly. and now he has 3 children. it's all about his kids i remember. never really interested in his career hahah.

oh wait. he's 6 feet tall (183cm) and weighs 83kg.

never-ending everything

never-ending story. if i'm about to tell a story, i'll cut to the chase. until the best part comes. you know. unless cerita tu memang patut pun bagi suspense kan, then only lah i lambat-lambat sikit meleret-leret sikit cerita. so kalau cerita biasa-biasa je, i akan summarize lah semua. and highlight the main point lah kan. tapi, setiap orang ada gaya masing-masing, kan? dia nak cerita berjela-jela, biarlah. aku dengar je lah. dlm blog pun aku cerita berjela-jela jugak kan.

never-ending norman-memey fiasco. kesian ada jugak aku tengok kat diorang. bila ingat-ingat balik apa aku baca kat beutifulnara tu, rasa tak sedap hati, you know. mula-mula best la baca orang kutuk orang kan. kelakar pun ada. lama-lama, rasa macam berdosa jugak. setiap orang tu kutuk at least sekali. aku pulak, baca banyak-banyak kali, rasa macam aku pulak yg KUTUK banyak-banyak kali. ish2. tak baik. sudah lah norman-memey. never-ending lah you guys ni. eh eh. diorang takda buat apa pun. orang Malaysia ni je yg banyak sangat komennya. ye tak? never-ending comments.

hari tu pergi Ikea / The Curve / Leisure amende tah? oh rupa-rupanya kena jalan banyak jugak ye. ingatkan semua tu dekat-dekat je. memang lah dekat-dekat, tapi kalau kena jalan kaki, jauh lah jugak gamaknye. masa cari-cari mana cinema, mana surau, mana food court ikea tu, rasa macam, never-ending journey, you know, cheeewah. escalator pun entah mana-mana. berpusing-pusing. hujan pulak tu. nak pergi from building to building without kena hujan, hmmph, sangat lah menyusahkan. time tu rasa, 

'kenapa la kita tak pergi midvalley or pavilion je kan. never-ending lah jalan kat sini.'

tapi best lah sebenarnya. the suasana was, erm, happening ke? boleh laa. ada makcik nyanyi-nyanyi kat pub mana tah, tapi tepi jalan la. orang kalau nak lepak-lepak kat sana takda la bosan sangat.

sebenarnya, ada banyak lagi benda yg aku guna 'never-ending' minggu ni. tapi entah kenapa ingat yg 3 tu je. tapi memang betullah, banyak benda aku rasa never-ending minggu ni.

nak komen tu, diverse lah sikit.

tadi aku baca beutifulnara.com.

banyak pasal memey-norman je. banyak pasal diorang, and banyak orang komen pun dekat article pasal diorang je.

haritu ada kawan tanya aku:

"ada ke orang kat Malaysia ni yg actually sokong memey-norman ni?"

aku pun dengan confidentnya jawab: 

"Tak."

aku rasa memang takda pun. ala, except for family and diorang punya close friends la kan. and aku rasa, since RAMAI sangat yg benci kat diorang, ada la SEGELINTIR yg nak jadi lain dari yg lain, so diorang pun bagi la comment mcm,

"alah biarlah diorang. jodoh di tangan Tuhan. doakan je kebahagiaan diorang."

and sesiapa yg bagi comment mcm di atas, mestilah akan ramai yg 'dislike'.

ada byk lagi issues pasal memey-norman ni. antaranya, abby, hutang norman kat abby, perampas, khalwat, kahwin juta-juta sponsor, nikah tak glamour, dulang hantaran old-school, kahwin baju seksi, kahwin baju pengapit seksi, kenapa nak ada pengapit pun?, dan macam-macam lagi. comment pun benda yg sama je.

"memang dasar si memey ni perampas! kesian akak abby."

"kenapa baju kahwin ni mahal sangat? mcm tak cukup benang je."

"RM12 juta ke, 12 juta rupiah? hahahahhha"

boo. bukan boo sebab apa, boo sebab, dah byk dah orang bagi komen mcm tu. dah tak kelakar dah.

boo.

aku tak paham la. orang-orang yg comment ni aku rasa, dia tak baca betul-betul apa yg orang lain dah comment. sebabnya, isi yg sama, ayat lebih kurang. penat i yg tukang baca comment ni, nak baca satu-satu tau. benda yg sama. buang masa je. huh.

memang buang masa pun. baik aku study, ye dok?