sunday sunday

sunday sunday
don't go away
sunday sunday
my only loyal holiday
sunday sunday
can't you just stay?
sunday sunday
what else should i say
sunday sunday
you'll go anyway..

sunday sunday
just walk away!
sunday sunday
go!don't delay!!
sunday sunday
to hell with sunday
cause tomorrow's monday
and the next day's tuesday
mayday mayday!
wait till it's saturday
then it will be sunday
all over again.(damn tak rhyme!)



moral of the story: if you wana walk away that bad..LIKE I CARE. :)

this post is not supposed to be in this blog.

***** is freaking rich,how i didn't know.*****'s house resembles a castle!!(or vice versa)


why,i've been messing up with rich jerk,n i dont even have a clue!
with that.i rest my case.

done&done.

(wondering what's the fate 4 tomorrow)

the scene i could never forget

"don't bother giving him blood"
"this is not a case that is expected to live anyway"
harsh.heartless.cruel.
yes,listening to those sentences uttered so indifferently in a very normal tone of voice had somewhat taken me aback.blood continued gushing out from the bowel and mesentry of the patient who was lying helplessly unconscious on the operation table.
but as cruel as it might sound to anyone,the burden of fear carried by the operating surgeon was way more unbearable.no one knew how hard it was for him to even assemble those words into sentences.and no one could ever describe the frustrations he bore.but he did what he had to and what he could do.resecting whatever he was able to take out,and closing the abdomen to wrap up the unfinished surgery.he had lost.he was defeated by the brutalilty of the cancer.its viciousness happened to know no boundaries.
i stood just next to the scrubbing post grad,watching him unflaggingly suctioning out the oozing blood coming out from almost everywhere.the intestine was eventually submerged in a pool of blood.it was scary,seeing it.eventhough i wasn't the one doing the surgery but i felt drained.and exhausted.
despite the fact that the abdominal incision was finally closed, it was distressing knowing that the abdomen continued to bleed within.
i wonder if the patient is still alive,while i am writing this.
but i really do hope he survives,at least to say goodbye to his beloved ones.
it's not the surgeon who determines the death of the patient,it's all up to Allah afterall.

but the gushing of blood,soaking the surgeon's OT gown and the pool of blood streaming down the floor would be a scene i could never forget.

have you ever really loved a woman????

well dis is just for fun,i saw this post at sum1's blog and decided to try it.kinda thrilling when you don't know what will come out as the answer for the questions provided.ironically,that's how life works,no one knows(except for Allah) what will happen tomorrow,not even the greatest fortuneteller.
okay the rules are you need to shuffle whatever player you are listening to right now and click next for every question and write whatever song you get as the answer no matter how silly it might be.:P

IF SOMEONE SAYS 'ARE YOU OKAY?' YOU SAY
tearin up my heart

HOW WOULD YOU DESCRIBE YOURSELF?
L.O.V.E :)

WHAT DO YOU LIKE IN A GUY/GIRL?
supplication(true true)

HOW DO YOU FEEL TODAY?
i'm like a bird(it's a sunday after all!)

WHAT IS YOUR LIFE'S PURPOSE?
i've seen

WHAT'S YOUR MOTTO?
dream

WHAT DO YOUR FRIENDS THINK OF YOU?
moonlight sonata(aww)

WHAT DO YOUR PARENTS THINK OF YOU?
jangan pisahkan(sob sob)

WHAT DO YOU THINK ABOUT VERY OFTEN?
satu hari di hari raya(haha)

WHAT IS 2 + 2?
Rocket.

WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR BEST FRIEND?
All over again.?

WHAT IS YOUR LIFE STORY?
When you believe

WHAT DO YOU WANT TO BE WHEN YOU GROW UP?
Akhir rasa ini ?

WHAT DO YOU THINK WHEN YOU SEE THE PERSON YOU LIKE?
Not that type of girl.

WHAT WILL/DID YOU DANCE TO AT YOUR WEDDING?
Saujana.(will not dance at my wedding anyway)

WHAT WILL THEY PLAY AT YOUR FUNERAL?
if i let you go(sampai hati...)

WHAT IS YOUR HOBBY/INTEREST?
A twist in my story

WHAT IS YOUR BIGGEST FEAR?
Hold on

WHAT IS YOUR BIGGEST SECRET?
Permaidani(duhh apa kaitan)

WHAT DO YOU WANT RIGHT NOW?
The reason

WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR FRIENDS?
Prisoner of love(gomenasai!!!)

WHAT WILL YOU POST THIS AS?
Have you ever really loved a woman????

the diffident and abashed creature.

The shy creature refused to show his face.
("this is not for display",he said, earnestly before the photo was taken)






After abundant of persuasions,the shy yet unidentified creature agreed to show the normal half of his face.Rumor has it that the other half was badly scarred to the ultimate ugliness.Is it true?






so the question was finally answered.
the thing that the shy creature tried to hide from being publicized(or criticized) was his asymmetrical front teeth! :P










(dear Allah,protect kimi from the evilness and harshness of life,in the world and the hereafter.AMIN)

ban reality tv show in msia<--vote for dis!

i am sick of it.seeing those reality shows searching for new talents in singing,dancing,acting etc popping out like mushrooms after the rain in Malaysia.i see more harm than benefit in this trend.and it totally ruins the mentality of the people especially youngsters('oldsters' not to be excluded though).it is so out of control,this culture.no pressure from any party,no limitation,no barrier.i think that this is just wayyy too much.somebody should voice this out and stop all this nonsense.thousands of youngsters,okay now that they are opened for a wider range of age,malaysians should i say,come swarming for the auditions hoping that they could be the next mawi(not his real name).i used to watch this kinda show.at 1st i thought it was fun,seeing the contestants,one after another,leaving the show because of lack of votes but just imagine the money the audience used to vote for this people could feed millions of starving children in Africa,India etc etc,or it could be used to help Palestinians by providing medicines,foods,weapons etc etc.I regret supporting this kinda show by even watching it.In the end,what good has mawi(not his real name) bring for Islam or for the country?Or by any of reality tv stars?And the thought of becoming popular and being indulged with fame(cum money) has poisoned the minds of seemingly everyone,even the small kids.Finding a new idol to be worshipped has been a custom.While we are sinking,those Gog and Magog continue digging,i guess they should have been free by now.What i meant is we are in the last age,for god's sake!And the Zionists are taking over the world.They're becoming stronger n stronger yet we are becoming weaker and weaker.This kinda show has weakened us!So,with all due respect i urge everyone,EVERYONE to stop supporting this kind of programmes.Rise people.wake up,stop watching em,stop wasting your money to vote for destruction of your own nation.we have too much of entertainment that our spirit and strength are becoming paralysed progressively.

it is SO painful being helpless seeing this harmful event taking over.its like seeing a malignant tumor growing yet unable to resect it.the cancer is scary.the metastases is even scarier.so if you are itching or addicted to vote,vote for this-->ban reality tv show in msia.

103:1-3(al ASR)

By the time.
Verily Man is in loss.
Except such as have Faith and do righteous deeds and (join together) in the mutual enjoining the Truth and of patience and Constancy.

the significance of MY existence..

Sangat sukar untuk menterjemahkan dengan kata-kata perasaan aku tatkala ini. Sepertinya bernyawa sepertinya tidak. Segala kekalutan dan ketragisan telah melahirkan sebuah perasaan yang kosong. Seolah-olah mahu hidup perasaan itu tetapi terlalu sepi. Terlalu sunyi dan sendiri. Perasaan itu lantas seolah-olah tidak mengerti lagi. Apa dicita selama ini.Apa dikejar ke hari ni.Lalu tidak peduli lagi.Perasaan itu bagai hanyut dibuai mimpi.Mimpi yang tidak ada erti.Apa dimimpi apa diimpi bagai tidak dapat dibezakan lagi.Perasaan itu.Jika aku gambarkan perasaan itu seperti botol kaca yang sudah kehabisan isinya dan tertutup rapi.Tidak memberi faedah kepada sesiapa memiliki.Dan aku,pemilik botol kaca itu.Terus,apa harus kulakukan?Kekosongan dalam hatiku tak dapat diisi lagi.Lebih malang,aku sendiri tidak menyedari bila air di dalam botol kacaku kering.Sehinggalah ia menjadi begitu kronik.Bila dihitung-hitung hari nadiku berdenyut di bumi Tuhan ini,aku jagi kaget,aku jadi resah,jadi tidak keruan.Sehingga aku takut untuk melelapkan mataku di malam hari,bimbang tidak melihat esok lagi.Patutkah menyalahkan takdir,kerananya aku jadi begini lalu terus membuat dosa?Adakah wujudnya ekslusi bagi orang berhalusinasi untuk berbuat sesuka hati?Bukan tidak cuba mendekatkan diri pada Ilahi,tetapi barangkali tidak begitu ikhlas niat di hati?Apa mahu dibuktikan pada dunia?Kepandaian,pujian dan disanjung tinggi?Kini apabila semuanya tinggal sisa-sisa,terus apa lagi yang membuktikan kewujudan aku di sini?

Ya,sudahnya,apa kukejar selama ini?

talaa al badru by Shaikh Mishary alafasy.