cant think of a name

honestly.....

i am very tired today...
not because i do LOADS of house chores...
ok i admit it, i dont do much...
sorry mom, i just need time to adjust life dependently again...

well, now i am addicted to World Cafe thanks to a mate who introduces the application to me few weeks ago..
now i'm a proud owner of 'Kafe Saya'...
LOL what a lame name but then why should i care...
i like the name.

coming back to the main reason why i posted this entry, since i cant sleep, i've read the blog of one of my idols. (had two idols but i'm afraid Adolf Hitler cant write a blog, can he?)

Lets name him DMM.
one of the topics being brought up in the blog is about a leader's characteristic.
doesnt matter if he/she is to be a leader of a nation, organization, state, family or even a chess club. this entry really got me thinking about an ideal leader from my point of view. people might not agree with me. well different people see things differently.

to be a respectable leader, at the very least, one had to had:

1)empathy, very important because a respectable person is a person who sees things not only from their point of view but also through others'.

2)knowledge, this is the very essence of being a leader. in order to lead people, one needs to know what they were doing and what they intend to do also the consequences that might come following the actions that they've taken.

3)their own principle. a leader must stand his ground and never back out from a fight that go against what he believe. we better off without a leader than having one without belief.

as far as i am concern, wealth, money and popularity does not play important role in being a leader. if one have any one of this, then its a bonus to them.
but then why bother about money first?
we need a leader to lead us not to feed us.
we feed ourselves.

so, once i can vote(since i'm not yet qualified to do so right now), i want to vote for ones with the characteristics described earlier...

oh ya just so you know, my idols are Tun Dr. Mahathir Mohamad and Adolf Hitler. and my Favourite leader is the one and only Prophet Muhammad PBUH.

Night, and sweet dream...

first light~

ahhh... finally i'm home...

i've been waiting for so long for this moment...

got to meet both of my brothers and my sis also my parents at the same time.

(bro's working night shift the last time i got home..)

miss them badly..

cant imagine not seeing them personally for two years.. hmmm two years eh?

hell for some and heaven for others...

as for me, i feel numb whenever i think about my going away for two years abroad.

quite a distance from HOME. Malaysia. Home Sweet Home..

well well well, quite melancholy of me today..

thanks to mom's nagging just now makes me thinking, how am i going to live without her nagging me for two years?

some people might see mothers as universal naggers (is there an English word as such?? LOL).

but for me, her nagging is my inspiration to think clearly and RATIONALLY each time i'm about to or has committed the stupidest mistakes ever..

going to miss every soul in this house~ mom dad along ajam and ezad. my life.

ok, now i am babbling nonsense..

better go do something before i start rambling secrets here.

da~

salam.

maaf tak bermakna lagi...

entri pertama aku dalam bahasa ibunda.
khas buat wan tersayang, Md. Radzi bin Jusoh.

tanggal 18 November 2009, 2 Zulhijjah 1430, tepat pukul 1 petang.
aku berlarian dari Dewan Kesyukuran, dewan makanku di Kem Bina Negara Meru, menuju ke Wira 2, mencari telefon bimbit.

semalam along mengkhabarkan wan sudah nazak. mereka dan saudara2 lain sedang membacakan yaasin. bersedia dengan segala kemungkinan.

aku kira, sempatlah aku ingin bertanya perkembangan kesihatan wan hari itu. esoknya hari terakhir kem. jikalau wan sudah stabil, bolehlah aku bergegas pulang ke Penang sehabis kem.

telefon dicapai. 1 missed call. 3 messages.
panggilan along tidak bersambut, 10.34 am. mesej dari Hotlink, Maksu dan along.
jariku menggigil. hatiku tidak keruan.
aku cuba menenangkan diri dengan membaca junk message dari hotlink.
kemudian mesej maksu, 'mira blik ka?'

*terpaku*

mau balik kemana?
mesej along, '****..wan dh mgl..pg td kul 10.30 td'
terduduk.
terkaku.
lutut ku lemah.
telefon hampir terlepas.
segera ak mencari aliaa.
kukira dia baru pulang dari dewan makan.

diluar dormnya, dia menyapa.
'aliaa,i need to talk to you.'
'jom2 masok dorm ak'

*duduk*

aliaa, wan aku dah takde.
*diam*

tangan aliaa mengusap bahuku.
pecah empangan.

itu sahaja yang mampu ku lakukan.

senyum tawa,
riak muka,
sinar mata.
zero.
nada.
no more.
takde.
hilang.

wan, esok mira balik penang.
sekejap sahaja lagi.
wan.
kenapa tak tunggu mira.

kenapa
kenapa
kenapa

*bungkam*

down memory lane.

last night, there was just me, and a few flatmates left here. without the other two and a few stuffs, i feel hollowed inside. as hallowed as my room.

my mind keeps playing images of THE SIX, as though it was just yesterday that we moved in this house. i keep hearing their voices, keep seeing their shadows.

hmm... its true then. the old saying. ' you'll never know what you have, till you lost it..' sad, but its true.

cant imagine how i've oversee our friendship, though sometimes we argue, still in the end, we do laugh together. together.

i cant remember being mad at them long enough to smear our priceless friendship with hate and jealousy.

ahhh... i remembered how hard they plan and throw a party for my birthday. though its not expansive, still, i am touched for their sincerity. a dozen doughnuts as my birthday cake is more than i can ask for.

thanks a lot guys.. its been such a wonderful 1 1/2 years as flatmates. and 2 1/2 years as the bestfriends.

i am going to miss our friendship in KL. city of sins, land of temptation where evil makes good look like dirt.. yet, here i found new kind of friendship. one that last long. one that made up my big family in KL.

hope our friendship will continue and shines like the sun that never fade in Down Under.

love
GossipGirl #wingB 2