Dulu & skrg

dorangg nehh puwn mmbe baek ako gakx . tapie n0w dah takk beraapa nak baek . kenapa eqk ? entah lahh . tpie kamie still kawan lahh . jgn risau okie ! ermm , xxx rajeyn gakx gy Qbay dgn ako . haha , dy dgn xx emg gylagyla ahh ! heee , syioqk dgn hunx ta0w xx! xx lakx okieokie jea lahh . penah kuaq gy Qbay skalie dgn xx. lawakk k0wd , haha ! mcammcam kerenah xx nehh ta0w . ako taknak korng duaa elang darie ed0p ako gakx okie darl ! iloveyouallsomuchhh !

 

Anda paham ayat di atas? jenuh ak nk paham bahasa budak2 sekarang. Depa punya la improvise the root words sampai jadi bahasa sanskrit semula..huhuhu….adoyai adik2…maafkan akak yer cilok adik pnyer ayat ,tapi terseksa akak membacanyer…dah mcm ak baca bahasa jerman…baik bahasa jepun lagi senang paham dari bahasa budak2 sekarang….

It’s good for you to know how to use the computer, but “overdosed” of computer/internet access totally will harm you. baru upsr, dah tau buat blog? WTH! ak dulu, jgn katakan blog…email, hp apatah komputer pon takdak kat umah..yang ada hanya TV kotak yang bersiaran TV1, TV2 @ TV3…hehehe…yer, saya membesar secara sederhana…and ak rasa most of 80’s babies sama je macam ak…kecuali anak2 org berada, mampu la kot nak beli hp atau komputer….

yang paling ak terkesan adalah bahasa budak2 sekarang..itu baru bahasa, belom fesyen + perangai depa lg…..itu kot bahasa rahsia budak2 nie, kalo parents depa baca sms, parents depa yg juling mata nak pahamkan ayat….i guess those words are secret words kot..hik hik…xtau la akak dik oiii….korang dah moving forward dengan kadar yg sangat pantas….

 

kalo berpesyen, akak dulu dik oii, kat umah pakai track-suit dgn t-shirt kartun je tau..keluar pon pakai t-shirt & jeans yg mak ak pilih…akak x diberi pilihan utk berpesyen…akak main rembat je apa yg mak belikan…tapi korg, dok umah pon pakai jeans & baby-t, skrg mainan ampa hnya la gadget berteknologi tinggi, contohnya hp..hehehe…masa zaman akak dulu, mainan kami adalah alam semulajadi…kalo kami main pondok2, duit kami daun2 yg kami petik…kami tak perlu teknologi utk berhibur..kecuali di rumah la, kami memerlukan teknologi yg dinamakan Televisyen utk tgk doraemon, power rangers, perman, thunder cat & pink panther…heheheeh….

adik, masa zaman akak dulu, kalo akak biadap dengan org tua, antara 2 je yang akak akan dapat, pelempang atau denda tak leh makan malam…tapi skrg, yg si kecik baru umur 3-4 tahun dah pandai maki org tua? WTH!!

 

“oii, orang tua, diamlah!!!!”

“ oii, orang tua, p berambus!!!!” (walaupun melawak, tapi anda pk ayat tu lawak ke? kuangjaq ada lah!)

 

** Ni bukan rekaan, ayat2 di atas memang pernah diperkatakan oleh anak jiran saya..hik hik…

 

Ini ke adik2 perlu bangga? perghh…seb baik akak tak kawen lg, kalo la yg bercakap tu anak akak, naya dia ak kerjakan…ak cabai mulut..kecik2 dah pandai maki org…tak reti nak hormat org tua…budaya apa yg adik ikut? nak kata budaya barat, anak2 mat saleh tu at least masih berbudi jugak kalo kecik2…so, mungkin budaya melayu moden kot yang adik2 sume bawak..tak tau la akak nak kata apa…

Sedih akak tengok adik2 akak jadi mcm nie…nak didik ampa, ampa bukan anak aku, kang tak pasai2 parents ampa mai serang ak lak..kes naya…tapi dik, kalo dari skrg adik  x berubah sikap, mcm mana adik nak berjaya..dunia skrg lagi mencabar….lagi susah dari apa yang adik boleh bayangkan….mungkin skrg adik x rasa apa sbb adik ada parents…what if parents adik dah xde..can u survive dgn dunia skrg? think about it!

Adakah anda Cinta, Sayang, Minat atau Suka?

 

Ak dapat artikel nie from my besties….she sent me thru message and terasa nak share kat blog plak.hik hik… Credit goes to AYAT-AYAT MOTIVASI. Thanks for the great article sharing!

 

Cinta - Kita memang mengharapkan dia menjadi milik kita. Segala apa yang kita buat, kalau buleh nak dia tahu.. dan kita seboleh mungkin tak nak sakitkan hati dia. kita akan sentiasa berfikir tentang dirinya.

(dalam erti lain : cinta di tujukan kepada seseorang yg kita selalu ingat dan mimpi.. Tanpanya kita akan rasa sunyi dan kita cintakan sepenuh jiwa dengan hati yg ikhlas kepadanya walaupun dia buat tak tau je)

 

Sayang - Kita memerlukan dia di masa kita mahukan seseorang untuk berkongsi rahsia dan kisah duka kita. selalunya kita akan sayangkan seseorang yang menjadi TELINGA kepada masalah kita.

(dalam erti lain : sayang di tujukan kepada seseorang yang boleh membuangkan masa dia untuk mendengar dan memeningkan kepalanya dgn masalah kita dan kita jugak boleh menyakitkan hati dia kerana kita bukannya cinta kepadanya)

 

Suka - Kita sukakan dia kerana dia kelakar. Dia happy-go-lucky. Bila bersama dengan dia, kita rasa nak tergelak sampai nak pecah perut. Tapi, kita taklah rindu sangat kat dia bila tak berjumpa seminggu…

(dalam erti lain : suka di tujukan kepada seseorang yang boleh menjadi pelawak kepada kita. Kita akan suruh dia diam sekiranya keng kita dah nak pecah…)

 

Minat - Apa sesuatu pada dirinya yang menarik kita untuk mendekatinya.

(dalam erti lain : minat ditujukan kepada seseorang yang ada sifat, peribadi atau barang yang kita mahukan… )

 

Tetapi kita kena ingat bahawa tanpa minat , suka dan sayang kita tidak akan CINTA pada seseorang itu…

 

 

P/s- Mana satu kategori anda?

saya benci programming!

Ini baru prototype,pon dah separuh gila ak nak buat. baru 30 % implementation, lg 70 % nak kena commit.   Saya sungguh2 bencikan programming….huwaaaaa….saya takmau jadi programmer, i hate working under pressure. Tapi for the sake of my data collection, kena jugak la buat system ini walaupun beta version. Simple as possible, that’s my main target…hahahah….bukan system yang depa nak tengok pon, yang depa nak tengok contribution ak, so system nie just a medium for my data collection. when im working with the coding, 100% ak lupa writing…mampus….dipesan oleh sv supaya jangan lupa thesis, tapi maaf la sv, sya nie manusia biasa, tak boleh nak fokus 2 benda dlm 1 masa…so, i have to choose between thesis & system. tapi utk skrg, of cos la kan, system yang menjadi pilihan….hohohoho….

dah 2/3 tahun lama x belajar + buat database, coding sume, tapi kali nie kena la bergerak secara lone ranger, mau tak mau, kena la perah idea sendirian…bab database nie ak fail la….itu la, dulu suh belaja, ak men2, ini la akibatnyer…padan muka sendirik…huhuhu…. takpe2, sebulan diberi utk siapkan, baru 2 minggu…miahahaha…2 weeks left before beta version nie siap….critical part yer nak integrate skype kat dlm system…naya ak kalo x mula sekarang…nak godeh2 system bukan senang…ohohohoh…xpe2, i can do it….

 

Oh, btw, chantek x design system saya? simple je kan..hehehe…tidak perlu fancy2 sebab ia hanya la beta version, lepas nie konfem bersawang punyer la…sebab tak mungkin saya akan jadi programmer…miahahahaha…..

Saya benci Photshop =.=”

Saya benci photoshop! sangat bencikan photoshop! apps nie membuang masa kualiti saya! wahahaha….saya amat giler photoshop-ing…saya susah nak berenti photoshop once saya dah start playing around with brushes! OMG….siapa yang cipta apps ini hah? adoyaii….saya terlalu amat suka photoshop-ing….bila dah start tu, mula la nak mencari brushes yang comel2….saya sangat amat suka…ini antara hasilnyer bila saya dah start photoshop-ing….huhuh….

 

 

sangat buang masa kan? tapi saya sangat suka….2-3 jam itu pasti yer…huhuhu…saya perlu kurangkan ketagihan ini…saya perlu siapkan sistem dlm masa sebulan…adoyaiiii!!!!

-Diam-

SV: Co-sv cakap you yang salah. Dia dah cakap dekat you, tapi you yang tak paham. On that day, dia kena flu, so dia tak dapat dengar berapa kuat dia yell to you.

Me: –Diam-

SV: Dah la, jangan merajuk lama2 dengan dia.

Me: Diam seribu bahasa!

 

Haizz…bila dia tetap salahkan aku, xde feel ak nak baik2 dgn dia lagi…ak tak kisah kena marah dengan dia, dia nak cakap kuat2 pon, i dont mind, tapi not in front of people…saya masih ada harga diri, kena tengking depan orang ramai, apa dia igt aku nie xde perasaan kot…sampai sekarang, ak tetap takleh nak maafkan kesalahan dia tu…marah ak depan orang ramai, yet masih nak salahkan ak…what the frog btol….

Maaf la co-sv, lepas nie, apa2 pon, you`ll be the last person i will update my work….saya dah besar, tapi kalau co-sv masih anggap saya nie budak2, takpe la…saya tak kisah…saya takkan tunjuk perasaan dekat co-sv, saya akan layan macam biasa, tapi utk sebaik dulu…hmm, mungkin susah lah…apa yang jadi hari tu, masih saya terasa….dan, bila2 pon, kalau pon saya dan orang lain tau co-sv yang salah, tapi macam biasa lah, co-sv akan claim co-sv sentiasa betul…betul tak? seolah2 macam apa saja yg co-sv buat all the time btul….hmm..saya pon tak tau nak kata apa…takpe la…untuk sekarang sampai saya hntar thesis saya, saya akan sentiasa mencuba terbaik utk baik dengan co-sv walaupun saya tau, hati saya sangat sakit hati, tapi memikirkan thesis saya yang tak siap2 lagi, tak boleh la nak memberontak…huhuhu….saya terima saje keadaan itu, tapi once saya dah hantar thesis….thanks for everything co-sv…. :(

Oh Malu!

Oh, bagai tak percaya jer…itu la kali pertama saya nanges depan supervisor saya…..huhuh…Malunyer…tapi, hakikatnyer pada ketika itu, saya mmg xleh nak tahan2 dah air mata tu….tapi nasib baek la saya masih mampu bercakap, kalo la saya teresak2, maunyer sv saya tak senang duduk….

Jumat lepas adalah the worst bad day in my whole life!!!! walaupun dah jelas & nyata bukan salah sya, sya tetap kena marah dgn co-sv saya jugak…saya terlalu baik dgn mereka yg patut saya buat baik, tapi bukannya mendatangkan untung, menyusahkan ak lagi ada la.!!!!  tak pasal2 ak kena marah depan orang ramai hari tu….malang sungguh nasib saya hari jumaat lepas…saya dibuat macam sya nie berhati batu, xde perasaan, sedangkan bukan salah saya…di kala saya sdg pms + oversensitive yang amatlah sensitive, ada gak manusia yang pentingkan diri sendiri….please la….I knew it wasnt my fault, tapi macam biasa, nak tutup salah sendiri, orang lain yang dipersalahkan….ok fine, tak kisah kalo nak salahkan aku, tapi agak2 la nak marah ak dpn org ramai..apa igt ak nie tunggul ke? xde perasaan malu kena marah?

Yer co-sv, saya memang kecil hati dengan anda…sangat kecil hati…saya tau saya perlu hormat anda, tapi bila saya diperlakukan seperti hari jumaat lepas, mana saya nak letak rasa hormat saya dekat anda? saya bukan budak umur 10/11 yang anda boleh marah sesuka hati, saya dah 24 dan boleh berfikir secara waras, apa yang betul & apa yang salah…jangan la nak marah ikut dan & langsung tak pikir perasaan orang lain…. ng

Yer co-sv, saya tau anda byk pengalaman, tapi byk pengalaman anda, tak semestinya anda sentiasa betul…selama nie saya hormat anda, tapi kejadian hari jumaat itu btl2 mengubah persepsi saya pada anda….baik saya pada anda, perlu ada batasnyer….saya tau, baik mana saya pon, kalo saya buat silap sikit pon, anda tetap kata saya buat kesalahan sebesar gajah….xper la co-sv, saya hanya perlu bersabar sampai June tahun depan je….saya pon penat melayan kerenah anda….bukan saya hndak biadap, tapi bila saya dimalukan di depan org ramai, walaupun sgt jelas & nyata ia bukan kesalahan saya, sya perlu tahu limit saya dengan anda…..

yer co-sv, beri saya masa utk ilangkan perasaan –ve saya pada anda atas kejadian hari jumaat lepas tu….ia masih berkesan di hati saya smpai sekarang….setiap kali saya igt ayat anda itu, pasti mengalir air mata saya…sbb, sepanjang 24 tahun saya hidup, tak pernah sekali pon saya dimalukan di depan org ramai mcm tu, dan tahniah, anda la org pertama yang berjaya melakukannyer!

Gurl, you got the wrong person!

Melawak di time2 ak period…wohoo, that was sooooooooo wrong okes! dah la sedia kala ak memang hangin, mahu tambah hangin pms ak lg yer….awat? hang igt hang baguih sgt la…poodaahh….ak x heran la…we`re so different….ak pon dari dulu memang tak suka kat hang, so, ak memang tak akan baik dgn hang….

ak tnya kawan ak, salah kah? and u are doing totally the same thing…tapi awat aku dipanggil nyamuk?kalo ak nie nyamuk, hang tu apa? langau?

Ikut dan dia ja nak cakap ak mcm tu…what the frog btol dia tu….chaittt….ak dah la menahan perut cramp, dok buat lawak x kena gaya…tapi ak nie malas nak panjangkan so, baik ak delete je komen ak…biaq depa komen syok sendiri…hehehe….

 

i believe “the nyamuk” is me….hehe…tapi, setelah ak delete komen ak, nampak sgt yg dia itu la nyamuk!

 

P/s- saya sgt sensitive…kalo period, lagi over sensitive….so, salah sket pon, memang saya amat sangat terasa….nak buat macam mana, dah Allah jadikan saya mcm nie… :(

Otanjoubi omedetou Jah!

Jah, meh nyanyi sama2 naaa…..1 2 3…start!

 

“Happy Birthday to you

Happy Birthday to you

Happy birthday to Jah sayang

Happy birthday to you “

 

 

Siti Khadijah Yahya

In this world, where everything seems uncertain, only one thing is definite.

You'll always be my friend, beyond words, beyond time and beyond distance.

 

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A True Story

This article was taken from my email. Thanks to atie for the great article…

 

Since I was born I suffered from Exema on my hands and arms and now I am 22 years of age and still suffering from such disease. Alhamdulillah it goes for a while but it comes back infected and inflamed.

I always looked around me and saw other people's hands and arms in perfect condition and I would go back home and cry so much that my tears would feel a bucket. I was bullied so much in Secondary School because of my Exema and I was treated like dirt and abused because of my belief in Islam. One day in class I cried for over an hour my eyes stung because of the class saying abusive things to me and the teacher did NOTHING because he hated my faith which was apparent.

Since I was small I always held the Quran each night and begged Allah for my suffering to end. Even as I write this my eyes are full of tears.

As I grew up my passion to marry grew. I always wanted to have a child to raise for the mercy of Allah . But because of my suffering from Exema that always stopped me from marrying.

I feel so alone sometimes. I suffer SO much that I cannot go outside unless my sleeves of my shirt cover most of my hands. I cannot make Salat in the Masjid without worrying that someone is going to look at my hands and not want to shake them or that they will give me a bad look. I cannot eat outside or be with my friends without feeling worried that they are going to see my hands.

When I do Wudu with water, my hands sting so much I cry. After Wudu` I will make my prayer trying to blot out the pain that I am going through with my hands.

I feel no Muslim Sister will ever marry me but I try to keep strong about it. My only wife I want is a wife of Paradise. I wish I was with Prophet Ayub as he suffered alot and I would not feel alone as he would be with me worshiping Allah .

My only dream now is to work hard and to die only for Allah .

Please Brothers and Sisters of Islam make Doa for me and for all Muslims suffering from illness's that they keep strong.

I take this as a blessing from Allah as Allah tests those whom he truly loves.

About three year ago I was sinking into severe depression. I was suffering so much and everything was just sinking deeper and deeper. I would stay up every night just worshipping Allah, begging him for mercy and help.
I really thought that Allah abandoned me and hated me.

Then one summer was a summer I would never forget. For six weeks in a row I had dreams that words would never be able to describe in 100% detail.

The dreams are too much to mention. But one of the first was when I was standing on a red land, and then two Muslim men with large dark beards approached me. They asked me do I want to see Hell? I said to them yes. They smiled and I then followed them.

In front of me was like a Huge head with a wide open mouth. I can still picture this in my mind but I can never really describe it as it was so detailed. We went through its mouth and in it were all types of chambers of black fire. I saw people lying on their bellies on beds of spikes penetrating though their bodies while they were screaming.

Another chamber I saw people being crushed again and again in fire.

Another I saw their limbs being pulled off.

After a few more chambers we left and one of the Muslim's said to me, "Is your life worse than what you saw?" I said, "By Allah, no."

The best dream is of Prophet Muhammad (salla Allaahu 'alayhi wa salaam). In the dream I was sitting in a dark room crying. Suddenly a gold door appeared in front of me. The door said to me, "Don't cry and come inside."

When I went in, I was in such a beautiful garden. There were all sorts of flowers and different coloured streams of water and honey. I heard laughing and talking further on, so I walked through this garden, and each step I took the garden just got more beautiful and different in colour. I saw a really bright gold table with food I have never seen before on this table. There were sweets and different shapes of fruit on the table. There were also crystal cups with drinks with at least 100 different shades of colour.

Sitting around the table were all extremely handsome looking Muslims. I saw one Muslim holding a staff in his right hand so I was thinking that could be Musa ('AlyheeSalaam), and then another Muslim I saw with long wavy hair with pearls falling from his head, so I was thinking that was 'Isa ('AlyheeSalaam). There were at least 100 Muslims around this table. At the head of the table a Muslim turned around and faced me. Mashahallah I will never forget his face. His eyes were darker than black pearls and there was a beautiful light shining from his face. As he smiled at me I felt this warmth and this sweet smelling musk go over my body.

He said Salam to me and called me by my full name. I asked him who he was. He said, "I am the final Messenger of Allah and my name is Muhammad Ibn Abdullallah (salla Allaahu 'alayhi wa salaam). I want you to sit next to me."

A gold chair appeared next to him so I sat there facing him. He took my hand in his hand. It felt so warm and nice. He said something that even made me cry in my sleep. He said, "Don’t cry because of the hardships of this life. Cry for the forgiveness of Allah . Don't cry and feel sad for Allah will never leave you alone to suffer. He is with the believer who calls his name. He smiles to the believer who repents. He loves the believer who runs to him in struggle. And on The Day that is coming, you will see how much love and comfort He gives to those Muslims who suffered for Him."

I closed my eyes and then I woke up with tears all down my face.

A reminder for all of us

We all go through tests from Allah . Some times it's financial, some times it's personal, some times it's work , some times it's family and so on. But what Allah want out of you at the end of the test is istikamat or steadfastness.

Are we still remembering Allah . If simply by putting water onto your hands you go through such pain but you still do it for the niat of wudu’ then only Allah knows how much sawab he gives you in return for every bit of pain you feel.

We feel a little pain and say...oh! am going to die help me ALLAH Brothers & sisters this is our inner struggle so hold on tight to the rope of Allah .

Perlu ke?

Lately, application kat facebook banyak yg annoying sangat2….perlu ke nak predict macam mana rupa anak? perlu ke nak bagitau 1 dunia trick utk dapatkan anak lelaki/pompuan? itu kan hal rumah tangga,perlu ke 1 dunia nak tahu? sendiri2 tau dah le….adoyai manusia sekarang….apa saje yang keluar, x kira la lelaki ke pompuan ke, sume kuasa ALLAH…Dia yang tentukan…mungkin la ada trick utk “ntetapkan” jantina anak which I dont know, tapi tak perlu la nak guna prediction kat facebook nie…indirectly, bila kita baca prediction tu, some how we will “unexpectedly” believe the prediction kan…tak percaya kat Tuhan ke? Apa saje yang ALLAH bagi tu 1 anugerah, 1 nikmat…kita sebagai hamba nie kena redha kan je…huhuhu…

Saya bukan la jeles pada mereka yang dah kawen, yang dah pregnant, the point is, you dont need such thing…kalo rasa nak tau jantina anak, p je la scan, teknologi dah canggih, so, x mustahil kan utk tahu jantina anak..perlu ke nak pakai prediction sume….kalo nak tau how you baby will look like, just wait till she/he born…mesin a.k.a application tu xde kuasa nak predict macam mana rupa bakal anak…org yg pregnant sendiri pon ntah2 tak tau rupa anak macam mana dalam perut, dah keluar baru tau, ikut muka ayah ke, mak ke…so, why dont u guys just wait….

hangin ak bila tengok application yang merosakkan pemikiran org islam nie…dulu, macik india tu dok buat prediction, pastu tok apa tah…huhuhu….tak perlu sume tu…percaya kat takdir Allah…itu yang terbaik! Wallahualam…..yang baik sume dari ALLAH, yang buruk sumenyer dari saya….

Gomenasai!

Hachiko a loyal dog

I started my weekend with tears…hohohoho…sedih gile tgk movie hachiko…igt ke cite tu mmg hollywood pnya citer, rupanyer adapted dari Japanese movie…hachiko monogatari…yg Japanese version tahun 1987, yg hollywood punyer tahun 2009….x banyak beza pon 2-2 version…plot citer sama je, cuma hollywood version ada sikit twist…heheeh….boring la kan kalo 100% adapt the original version….they made some improvisation utk jadikan citer tu lg menarik..hehehe….

Nie hollywood version pnyer..Richard Gere yang jadi hero…awww, dah la hensem, romantik plak tu…aiyayayaya….

Ak tgk version nie dulu….Okes, berapa kali jugak yer saya menangis….sangat sedih bila tgk kesetiaan si hachiko nie kat tuan dia….Let me begin reviewing pacik gere pnya version dulu yer :P

Depa 2 nie accidentally jumpa kat train station, hachiko nie kuar dari tmpt dia and terus p kat Mr. Professor<Richard Gere> nie…Mr. Professor nie pon tgk hachiko terus berkenan sbb hachiko nie kecik2 sangat adorable…ak xsure breed apa, tapi hachiko nie macam wolf dog…sangat comel, 100% lg comel dari bulldog…hehehe…then, Mr. Professor decided nak bawak balik hachi for 1 nite only, sementara nak p hntr ke tempat haiwan…bila balik umah, bini dia disagree sbb anjing depa pon baru mati, dah nak bela si hachi nie..tapi Mr. Professor nie 50/50 je…then bila anak depa tgk hachi nie cute, dia mintak nak bela..hehehe….at last, dapat jugak la hachi nie jadi pet depa….

Mr. Professor dlm citer nie professor kat 1 uni apa tah, ak pon tak sure, tapi hari2 dia p keje naik train….so, bila hachi dah besar, pagi2 je hachi mesti teman Mr. Professor pg train station, lepas tu dia balik umah semula…cukup time kol 5, hachi dah terpacak depan train station tunggu Mr. Professor nak balik sekali….hari2 la hachi nie tunggu tuan dia kat train station…sampai la 1 hari, pagi tu hachi nie buat perangai, macam tau je something bad nak jadi kat tuan dia….rupa2nyer tuan dia sakit urat saraf kot yang menyebabkan sudden death….so, petang tu hachi tunggu tuan dia macam biasa, tapi tuan dia tak jugak muncul2…

Then, lepas Mr. Professor dah mati, wife Gere nie nak jual umah yg depa dok sebab tak mau ada kenangan, so hachi terpaksa la ikut depa pindah gak…depa dok umah anak Mr. Professor nie…tapi hachi tak sesuai, dia larik balik kawasan umah lama tuan dia, pastu setiap hari pukul 5 dia akan tunggu depan train station….and this thing happens for 9 years….Ya ALLAH, setianyer si anjing nie kat tuan dia….at last, lepas dah 9 tahun tunggu tapi tuan dia tak muncul2 jugak, hachi pon mati jugak….

tak banyak different Jap version & hollywood version nie…cuma bila ak tgk Jap version tak la nangis beria mcm tgk hollywood ver punyer…sbb bla tgk Jap ver, ada some parts yang buat kita nak marah, so tak jadi la nak nangis..hehehe…citer nie based on true story yer, so it worth watching…nie haa hachiko yang sebenar…

 

lepas hachiko nie mati, ada la depa buat 1 statue utk memperingati hachiko nie dekat depan shibuya train station….dan nie statue nyer….

Saya sangat recommend citer nie…huhuhu…..Kalau la saya boleh ada anjing macam hachiko nie…kan besh…kalo x pon, dapat kucing macam hachiko nie…tapi itu la kelebihan yang ALLAH beri dekat anjing yang takde dekat kucing….Dog is man`s best friend….sangat setia, dengar cakap sume….hehehe….

 

P/s – Hachi tu means eight in Japan…kalo hollywood version, dorg namakan hachi sbb tag tu ada no. 8, tapi kalo Jap version, tuan dia namakan dia hachi sebab no.8 tu fortune number……x sure plak..hehehe…..tp memang nama dia hachi la…

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I can still sleep a FEW minutes….Argghhhhhhhh, end up ak bangun selepas 2 JAM tido….Ya ALLAH, apa nak jadi daaa….masa tido ak dah x betol….oh tidakkk….last 2 weeks ak terpaksa stay up utk siapkan literature review, pastu dtg plak bad news, paper accepted, so kna la bekerja keras utk siapkan full paper dlm masa seminggu….seminggu tu mmg ak tido 2 jam je sehari…maunye tak bengong…sehari sebelum hntr lg giler, terus x tido….so, lepas hntr, igt nk betulkan la masa tido, tapi dah ada problem plak!!! kalo x selagi kol 2 pagi, ak mmg xleh nk buat keje…ohohohohooh….ak kesuntukan masa….system tak buat lg…adoyaiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii!!! bila gile ak mcm nie!!! saya nak masa tido saya semula…saya takmau masa tido tidak sihat ini…badan saya jadi cam belon dah nie