"The Safest Wall"

"Baby just say yes..."

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Interesting enough, right? Thanks to Google :) I bloghopped few days ago, and came across this very interesting fact. These are of "The Safest Wall" in Seoul, South Korea. If not mistaken, it is located near to Namsan Tower, or Seoul Tower, which is one of the attractions in Korea. I remember the first time HE went to Seoul, that he was most captivated with the tower and how fast the elevator went up to the top of the tower. How cute kan kan kan :)

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Back to the story, about "The Safest Wall", it is where young couples show their love to each other by locking a pair of padlocks to the fence, and then throw the keys over the edge. This thus shows their commitment for each other, as well as to pray that the love remains forever locked in their heart. Sweet :)

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To my dear YOU, I've promised to go and see you by next year, so now I'm praying hard. If I can make it there, let's go to this place, lock the padlocks, throw the keys and get ourselves a bowl of jajjangmyun, Love! You are sooo not gonna leave Korea before I get there! Haha~

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This is just another reason to visit Korea. Do wait for me :)

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Quick update!

I’ve been writing inconsistently due to my laziness these days. Plus, people who I don’t wish to read my blog keep on stalking me, questioning this and that, making me feel uncomfortable to write more. Hopefully my idleness for quite sometimes shooed them away!

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Updates for now, been successfully sat for final exam. It’s only for two papers, but it’s not easy tho. Lots to read, lots to think. Now that I’ve tried my best, now the only way ahead is tawakal. Whatever you worked for, eventually will come to you one day. I believe in that. Dear God, please let me pass this one. I wanna go to Aussie too :) So far the preparation were headache-ing, with all the forms and payments to make. Believe me, fulfilling forms are never this hard. These forms, are both confusing and irritating. Four days off for Deepavali break, that supposed to be a horray holiday were spent completing those things.Blergghh.

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Coming up next is our BTN course, which will be held in Meru BTN Campsite in Klang. Not looking forward, this is so not me. Just hoping that we’ll gonna have fun there. Just hoping. This BTN thing is one kind of frustration too, because I’ve been expecting our IPG to be with IPIK before. But it turns out to be IPSAH. Nadia, I really wanna see you! :(

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This is it, for now. Cohort Two chalkies, keep holding on. Be patient with all the borangs. Let’s make this two-and-a-half-year-waiting worth it! (Tho I don’t feel like going anymore)

Anneyong!

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my beloved mr otter :)

Memory :)

One day you told me that we were going to grab some food outside, so I enthusiastically get ready and so on. But as we got in the car, there was a telephone call and you said that we need to drop you off at the Petronas building, just a while so can grab some stuff. Again, I uttered an okay. Arrived, you told me to wait at the foyer, and you disappeared into the elavator. I waited for almost 10 minutes, thank god the sofa was so comfortable there, when a text appeared from my cell. "Ada emergency meeting. Maybe lama. Tunggu kat foyer".

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Thing that I hate most in my life. Waiting.

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So I sat comfortably on the sofa for the first 30 minutes. The big screen besides me showed Petronas commercial, from what year I wouldn't know. I was trying to not looking at receptionists, both male and female, who were unnecessarily friendly to people that everytime a person came in they will point at me and introduce me to them. About who am I, like they knew. I tried not to care, as I thought the meeting would end in no time. But I was wrong. Three freaking boring hours and I was still there, now watching the repeated commercial on the big screen. It wasn't that I like watching them, coz for God sake, I think Petronas had been in my life even before I was born, but my mp3 had run out of power and I need to switch it off.

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It was about 5.oo pm that the meeting actually ended. Meaning, I was sitting there like mad for more that three hours. I was quite upset then, thinking how time flies for nothing. But seeing your face, I realized that I wasn't angry. Not a bit, tho I didn't get the lunch I thought I would be having, tho I had waited for three hours with strangers around me. It was because it's you. My dad.

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Of course it was boring to wait at a place where all you can do is sit n stare aimlessly at things. But when it's for you, it will always be okay. It sure was disappointing, to lose a chance to have some time together, but you know what? I was quite proud at that time. Because remember the two unnecessarily friendly people? They kept on introducing me as "Anak Encik Yunos", and those people nodded at me, because they all knew you. Because they respect you. And having a dad who is respectable by others, how couldn't I have any bit of proudness? :)

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After all, you still made my day. Tho it was only from the McDonalds Drive-thru booth :)

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A short memory for Fathers Day. Happy Fathers Day in advance, daddy

To all sons and daughters, read this and happy watching!

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God knows how much I miss the old days :)

Entri kueh lompang untukmu. (entry panjang berbahasa Melayu)

Coz I wonder where you are

And wonder what you do

Are you somewhere feeling lonely

Or is someone loving you?

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Bagusnya kalau ada someone at least care enough nak tanya aku macam ni T.T Last-last dok replay lagu sama je sepanjang hari, suara Rachel Berry yang hodoh pulak tu dengan boyfie dia yang ala-ala Dakota Stanley junior bak kata Nab. Tape asal jiwaku terlayan :D First of all, ni first time berbelog dalam Bahasa Melayu, tho rojak-rojak gitu. Tak kesala, sebab ade rationalnya tau. Sebab banyak sangat emosi yang nak disampaikan, and kadang-kadang if berbelog in English, maksudnya tak sampai gitu. Sebab mana best nak mencarut dalam BM. Kankan?

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Emosi pertama.Losing touch. Penah tak kau rasa macam sebelum ni kau hebat je buat something, tapi tibatiba dah tak hebat or kau dah hilang minat dah. Ha macam tu lah rasanya. Cuma aku, dalam semua benda pon rasa da tak bagus. Contohnya, nak blogging dalam English pon da macam tak reti. Blogging dalam English pon da xtau ape perkataan dia. (oke. hyperbole.) But macam tu la rasanya, down sangat. Rasanya kena marah ngan Miss Letch pun tak rasa camni. Sekarang nak makan pun annoying gila sebab sampai je depan meja Mami tak tau nak order ape. Memang annoying. Pastu salahkan diri sendiri bila terdail Pizza or McD or Hakim (mintak tolong hantar gi QB gagaga). Tapi macam tu la hakikatnya. Bosan sangat hidup ni. Korang tak penah rasa bosan ke?

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Aku juga kemalasan. Starting awal sem agi. Ni memang hakikat yang sahih. Dulu kau boleh ah sindir-sindir aku kata aku takyah study sebab aku memang rajin la, memang pandai la. Sekarang da takyah nak sindir-sindir aku camtu. Sebab aku da tak rajin. Taktau kerajinan da dibawa lari kemana. Ke Aussie mungkin. wahaha -.-"

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Emosi kedua adalah kemarahan. Lately memang agak baran. Tengok orang landing-landing atas conforter aku pun rasa nak sepak. Sorry, aku paham conforter aku wangi, but kalau tengok kapel dok menggedik kat cafe pun aku rasa nak sepak, kalau orang wat harta aku macam harta sendiri lagi la rasa nak sepak kan. And sangat bengang ngan orang yang suka buat bising. Tho keje aku hari-hari adalah tenung buku-buku and worksheet, tak semestinya aku takperlukan environment yang confortable, Tu sebab aku selalu buat muka kalau kau datang bilik aku (sambil menunding jari ke arah XX).

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Dan satu lagi benda marah-marah aku adalah orang yang menyindir perkara-perkara yang berbunyi, "kau takpe kau pandai" or "kau xpayah baca semua da ade dalam kepala". Ini memang taik kau tau tak. Kalau aku pandai pun sebab aku concentrete dalam kelas (konon la) and aku tak buang masa buat bendabenda lame macam sesetengah orang. Contoh bendabenda lame adalah bercakap-cakap sambil makan tengahari kat bilik lama2 sambil tengok movie or drama. Aku pun tengok, tapi tak secara berjemaah sebab bila ramai-ramai, lagha kau tau tak. Hee. Tak paham manusia ni. Pastu bila orang lain dapat result tinggi mula nak menyindir2 as if orang dapat result tinggi tu sebab turun dari langit. Mak kau dari langit!

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Dulu selalu menyalurkan rasa marah kat Syahmi. And by selalu I really mean selalu. Mungkin sebab tu dia selalu lari dari aku. Mana taknya nampak cantik (?) kan tapi rupa-rupanya scary gila. Emo and suka marahmarah. Ni Abah aku kata. Kata beliau lagi, aku ada semua sifat2 dia except in controlling anger. Betulkah?

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btw da berapa hari da xbertexting dengan Syahmi juga sebab sedang kemarahan. Harap awak faham :D

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Things that I'm dying for right now:

• Balik rumah bergonjeng dengan mereka dan keluarga mereka. Means my family :)

Twin ke tak? Haa.

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• Sufficient money for return tickets to Portsmouth, Birmingham and Sydney. Oh, pegi UIA juga mungkin. Ececehh.

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• Satu lagi return ticket pegi Indonesia. Anyone?

ps:

aku da tengok Glee episod 16.heee :))

korang tau tak kueh lompang tu metaphor untuk apa? kalau betul aku belanje. Tapi Najihah Mohamad takleh join contest ni sebab dia da tawu.

btw kat atas tu lagu Lionel Richie tau. Kot2 ada yang nak donlod.

the road not taken

my obsession towards photo editing has come back!

I thought friends are for everyone :(

When Ayoon told me about her friend purposely humiliated her through facebook few weeks ago, I secretly wished I could stand out for her. You know, purposely and humiliating people are two big no-nos for me. But Ayoon thinks its still okay, considering that they are her friends. But recently, a friend of mine just did the same for me, and most importantly, for no reason at all. I was shocked, but it didnt stay for long. I got much better things to worry about other than some cheapo's talking bad about me. And through facebook? So lame.


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I wonder, why such people have to do such thing? Like for the person doing that to me, I am not sure if it was satisfied or not with my respond. Like seriously seriously, I dont have the time for stupid, immatured matter like this. Please grow up, pal. Pretty pretty pleasee. Maybe you did it to gain attention, but it makes you sound even stupider than ever. Huh.


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I think I am considerate enough towards you. I dont want a war, I dont want anything. Not even revenge or equal humiliation. All this while, I ignored people's talking about you being this and that, because I thought I've seen the other side of you. But you proved me wrong. They are absolutely right. I feel sorry for you. And also to myself, for even considering you as a bestfriend. Pal, I dont hate you, I just cant love you anymore.


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Readers, Im sure all of you have friends. So I just wanna ask, in friendship is there any terms of "stealing others' friends" ? Because I was continuously blamed for it :(


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Thought friends are for everyone T.T

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Lastly, everything go on smoothly. No more crazy assignments, no more quarreling with friends.Everything is clear now. Thank God :)

Cant wait to go home!

Growing pain.

So far away, I wish you were here

Before it's too late, this could all disappear..

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Is it wrong to try not to care when you feel like you mean nothing to someone who means everything to you?

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Dear best friend, I miss you.

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A post with Adam's photo! A must see!

.budakdemamyangsengal.dantakbergigidepan.

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Even a quick update is out of my reach now. Im running out of ideas and quite lazy to blog now. Please gimme some suggestion, otherwise you'll be seeing this blog in it's worst condition soon.

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And please mind the title of this entry. It's just Adam. Nobody is interested in him except more than Anis Hanani does.

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Take care :)

Once upon a time I was a loser.

When I was a schoolgirl, young and naive, I'd always wanted to be "in" with this group in my class. Because I was only a librarian and most of them were prefects, for sure I was having this feeling of inferior towards them. But they did accept me well, thanks for my brain that at least I could cope up with these "elites".pheww. So I was in, the group I mean. But when times flew by I realized that one of them, named XX didn't like me so much.And I didn't like her either. Perasan sangat. I now she was smart, but I'm in the straight As list too. Whats the different,babe? So while others were being so kind to me, this girl continuesly ostracized me until we finished school. We both succeeded with flying colors and we went to our own path without even having a last glance to each other.

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Recently, after quite some years, we were reunited by fate. Thanks to Facebook, I guess. Heh. So I was okay with her, (it wasn't me who added her in my friend list. She did, okay?) despite everything she had done to me. There were other friends too, and we settled up nicely and were so happy to finally gather again after a long time. And guess what? She's the only one who's never try to talk to me, even virtually, or respond to the comments I've send to our group members.What the heck, buddy? Am I invisible? Or I guess your insecurity comes back after seeing me, now?

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I'm in a good course. I earned the scholarship. I am going to further my studies overseas. How about you XX?

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Now we know who's the biggest loser here, right? Congratz!

You had put quite a show :)

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To all daddies :))

Conner Rhodes: Why does your father act like a retard?
Lucy : He is.

Conner Rhodes: Are you a retard too?
Lucy : No!
Conner Rhodes: How do you know?
Lucy : Because he told me.
Conner Rhodes: But he's a retard!
Lucy : It takes one to know one.
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Have you ever watch I am Sam? I watched it last night and God, it is such a good movie. I regret not watching it earlier, as proposed by a friend. What can I say is the movie touches my heart and it is truly the perfect definition of the word, father. Each and every line in the movie draws emphaty from the viewer, or at least me myself. I am not shame to admit that I sobbed a bit after watching it.It is not really a commercial movie, its what we call message movie. Highly recommended to watch by Yours Truly :)
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I am Sam is a movie about a man named Sam, whose mental capasity is of a seven years old. He solely raises up his child, Lucy since her mother abondoned them after she gave birth to Lucy. Though Sam is retarded, he is supported by his own group of similarly disabled friends and together they bring Lucy up. When she reaches 7, she surpasses Sam's mental disability. What moves me a lot is the time when Sam tries to read for Lucy, and he just can't. And Lucy, on the other hand, pretends that she also doesn't know the word, probably because she doesn't want to hurt her father's feeling. I love this movie because it shows what a father can do to give the best for his child even though it is beyond his limit, and in this case, Sam tries very hard to win over the custody of Lucy when the social workers take her away from him T.T
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Lucy: Daddy, did God made for you to be like this or was it an accident?
Sam : Ok, what do you mean?
Lucy: I mean you're different.
Sam : But what do you mean?
Lucy: You're not like other daddies.
Sam : I'm sorry. I'm sorry. Yeah, I'm sorry.
Lucy: It's ok, daddy. It's ok. Don't be sorry. I'm lucky. Nobody else's daddy ever comes to the park.
Sam : Yeah! Yeah! Yeah, we are lucky. Aren't we lucky? Yeah!

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The best scene in this movie is probably the time when Sam, his friends and Lucy crossing the street with each of them holding a ballon, after they go to buy a pair of shoes for Lucy. It reminds me of walking with my Abah, holding his hands while crossing the street. I even do it until now :)
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All I can say is that we should be proud of our fathers because ours is undeniably the best of all. If the seven years old Lucy can accept that her father is different, why can't us? We should be unconditionally proud with our father. I remember one of my friends who doesn't like to introduce her father to people, saying that he is too old. WTH?.Sigh. She should be grateful :/
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Lucy: Why are men bald?
Sam : Sometimes they're bald because their head is shiny and they don't have hair on it. So their head is just more of their face.
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abah, i love you <3.

T o d a y

How was your first day of school sayang?Hope it turns out good :)

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It has been three days of staying in this college and still, I cannot accept the fact that I am now staying in the 2nd floor of Pala. Yes, I'm shifted 2 floors upward. No longer a groundfloor-er :( Why have they been this cruel? Last sem they sent me to Pala from my beloved Rambai, and now, they are giving the ground floor to the seniors. Dangg! Second floor is a bad thing, one thing I'm sure of. Away from tv room, away from the water cooler, away from the washing machine. Sobs T.T

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First day of school is quite good. Minus the fact that to go to our new classroom, I need to pass the 2-floors-stairs, climb up all the way to cafe, next is up the gelanggara, the slopy path to BA and head to our classs at 3-5. Huuh. And our previous class at Muhibah (that had been beautified) was given to juniors. Dangdangg! Minus the first lecturer mentioning about the coming assignments. Minus the second lecturer also talking about the next assignment in details. Minus the fact that I'm the new vice president of Tesol 1. Minus my extremely hurt feet walking back to my 2nd-floored room. Today was good, yeahh!

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Done with the negative energy. Btw, the result was out today.Ermm I am extremely relieved for it. I even thinking of buying myself a new pair of shoes as a reward (and also to make it easier to climb the stairs). I think a "thank you Allah, thank you mommydaddy and thank you friends" is not enough to say how grateful I am this moment. But not as overjoyed as my secondary school time, because I know this is just it. There's a lot more to face in the future, a lot more to learn for this "degree" title. It's not same with my previous life as a mrsm student where everybody was after a more than 3.50 pointer so they can get the principal's honour.Ohh how I miss the old time! There was one time, 3rd sem if I'm not mistaken, me and all my roomates were on the list! Yes, the 11 of us! We were so damn proud :) But now, everything has changed. I'm not as excited. Not as energetic. Not as positive. Maybe its because of the people :(

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I'm quite scared with the upcoming events. The new subjects and assignments sound scary. I don't know if I can cope with this.Sigh.Someone please help me. Someone.
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I'm HOMESICK!

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When you're alone coz I'm away

Don't feel sad, don't feel afraid

I'm gonna turn my thoughts to you

Like I always do <3

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Eh eh, nothing else I can say. The negative energy keeps on coming back :((