THE bum’s hEre

PENGUMUMAN PENTING!

no, it’s not from school or ABOUT school.

*pretends to pegang a mega-huge hailer that covers my whole face*

Adalah dimaklumkan bahawa ‘blog2′ yang telah ditulis atau di-update-kan oleh aktivis ‘THE bum’s hEre’ adalah rekaan semata-mata dan tidak ada yang kena-mengena dengan sesiapa yang wujud, mati, atau kedua-duanya. Beribu-ribu kemaafan jika sesiapa tersinggung dgn kandungan blog yang tidak seberapa ini. Ia tidak tertuju kepada sesiapa spesifik, ia adalah luahan daripada hati atau otak kepala ‘THE bum’s hEre’.

Kandungan blog yang tertera pada skrin anda hanyalah hasil daripada imaginasi, pendapat, dan perasaan aktivitis ini. Sekali lagi saya ulangi, ia TIDAK tertuju kepada sesiapa. Jika ada individu yang terasa, maka qualiti blog ini telah mencapai hasratnya untuk menyedarkan kesalahan individu masing -masing. Juga, ia bermakna bahawa anda telah melakukan suatu kesalahan atau mempunyai sifat yang uhh…tidak begitu baik? Tetapi ia adalah tanda yang cukup baik jika anda tersenyum kerana terharu dengan beberapa kandungan yang sememangnya, bertujuan untuk membuat hari anda lebih ceria (ntv7, saluran ceria anda)

Beberapa aduan telah dilakukan melalui MULUT ORANG YANG TAK TAU MALU TUH! *relax hannah, relax..* Ia adalah bukan kesalahan si aktivis jika pembaca terasa dgn blog yang dihayati pada masa itu dan pihak kami tidak akan menanggung segala kesalahan/penderitaan yang berlaku. Sila cari ahli psikitrik sendiri, dgn tanggungan sendiri. Jika anda mahu penjelasan yang lebih spesifik atau, ‘detail’ sila hubungi talian yang tertera di bawah ‘blog’ ini. Dan ingat, jangan sesekali dengar percakapan orang ramai tentang blog yang tak seberapa ini. Sila dapat penjelasan, jika hendak, dari penulis itu sendiri.

Sekian, terima kasih.

talian: im not stupid to put my number for all to c here ok. u need it, drop by a msg.

p.s: i never did write such beautiful words in BM! proud of myself..:) *hey, STOP laughing!*

p.p.s: n im serious bout what i wrote there ok!

HAND ppl! (have-a-nice-day)

things u can overhear in the suhaili household:

in the kitchen.

kakak: what r u doing?

arif: edible blue sugar.

scene: all taking a break from helping papa. he arrives home, hearing the creak of the gate…

me: *hushed voice* faster faster! act busy!

*all starts doing their jobs…..*

papa: Assalamualaikum.

iman: PAPA C! IM ACTING BUSY! *holding brown wrapping paper up*

scene: mama back from pasar.

mama: ni dah beli susu, full cream utk iman, low fat utk kakak-kakak.

all kakak- kakak gives ‘LOOK’

scene:in the kitchen.

me: what r u doing?

arif: edible green sugar.

scene: in my room.

arif: nona (he calls me that) do u c anything different on my face? *puts his face up close to mine.

me: ur hair looks bigger than ever.

a: no! nona u so bad!

me: ur hidung looks more penyek.

a: no!

me: ur teeth is yellow.

a: *frustrated* no lar nona..!

me: *squints even harder*…….ur lips r green.

a: *laughs* yes!!

scene: in the kitchen, i walk in. looks at food colouring on the table.

arif: edible red sugar.

i walk off.

scene: in the showers.

me: AAAAAAAARRRRGGGHHHHHHH!!!!!! I PUT DETTOL ON MY HAIR!!!!

scene: in the showers.

nafisah: *screams n shrieks like mad fella as if her life depended on it * DEAD COCKROACH!!HELP ME OUTTA HEEERREEE!!

scene: in kakak’s room, reading.

kakak: hannah am i fat?

me: yeah, obese. *reads on without looking*

scene: all sisters in my room, doing…whatever they’re doing.

arif comes in.

a: sister no.1, mama ask to mop the floor. sister no.2, sapu the lantai. n sister no.3, gantung baju. sister no.4, come down n eat!

all: U DO WHAT?!

sign outside mine n nafisah’s room.

”PLZ KNOCK ON THE DOOR BEFORE COMING IN. F.Y.I, THIS IS A GIRLS ROOM!”

n we only hv one brother.

sign found outside arif’s room, the next day.

”PLZ KNOCK THE DOOR BEFORE COMING IN…….N CLOSE THE DOOR AFTER COMING IN!”

scene: in the living hall, watching tv.

arif: u know nona i want to make a show like the art attack one.

me: then make lar.

arif: tsk, but the use the title already. so i’ll use ”Fart Attack”.

scene: i asked arif to pinjam me something. he said ok. but i slept off early cuz of SPM so he placed that thing beside my mattress n told me to go back to sleep. next morning, i found that thing, wif a note on it. it read:

”flip the paper”

n i did. behind it,

”Good Luck (with a smiley face on the ‘u’) & all the best. go go chayo!

to nona.

did i ever tell u i love my brother?

so this is just one of those entries that i write when im bored. heck, i am. i met ginger today. (a pony) i played wif cute cute little rabbits n, catch this, actually TASTED rabbit today. (i know, how could i rite?!?!) long story.

SPM isn’t so bad. (im just ignoring the fact that paper 1 maths today was like shyt. crap.) but yeah. it’s not so bad when u c ppl’s crushes or bf’s that comes to the school before the paper starts just to wish her good luck rite? i mean, awwwww………….*gives a lopsided dreamy smile* i was like, soooo schweeeeeeet! lucky things.

but really, am happy for those ppl. n also for those ppl who’s parents seem to care so much bout their daughters they’d wait the WHOLE day for the exams to finish.first-class service, anak manja for the day. bring packed food.(i bet it’s some herbal chinese soup that makes ur head feel like einstein for the day). hmph. mama should just come n suap me one shot.

three words that can make the whole world a better place:

1. i’ll be there

2. maybe you’re right

3. your heart knows

i’ve got to work on no.2 for now. :P. not only me, really. a lot of ppl. if those three words were used as often as ”i love u’s”, marriage counsellors would run out of business. stripping ur ego n giving way to other ppl is just something we humans find so hard to do. so thick-skulled rite. but i am gonna do it. for my own good.

n no.1….hmm…so abused n so fake when u hear it nowadays. i find it hard to believe when one tells me ”i’ll be there” or ”dun worry, u hv me” or ”i won’t leave u”. sooo ”chikek” lar wei. i’ve met more then enough ppl who turn out to be jerks to believe in those so-called heart-warming words. but then nanti susah kan in the future. i won’t be trusting anyone. at all. n hey, i dun want to be a loner!! :/

this calls for no.3. your heart knows. haaaa……i’ll just follow my intuition. i’ve been ignoring it nowadays, trying to believe the world is actually still a nice place but i think it’s knocking on my head telling me to come back to my senses now. haha…:) i think i WILL start listening to my senses now. it might actually do justice to me. rather than believing in something so much it ends up betraying u n laughing at ur face.pooh.

ok i think i’ll leave now. i’ve got some thinking to do. take care my lurves.

(no, not u. or u. it’s him. n her) *huggies*

my macam bangang-ness blog. lolz. yeah. everything rite now mmg mcm bangang. n no, it’s not because spm’s practically blaring *bling bling* in two days time for me. ive realised ppl in the world today got no freakin courtesy anymore. i dun think they’ve even heard of the word ”manners” . no no, it doesn’t exist in their world. arse. bukannye apa…kesian.

n it’s also a cause for bangang when ppl talk wif slang. mcm bodoh. n sesat. mat salleh dtg pun tengok semcm. y the heck is she/he talking like me? sheesh..takde pendirian diri langsung. n honey, it ain’t cool.

bangang-ness. judging ppl. pity the fella. i dunno u. u dunno me. so zip it. nak kenal, buat baik. kalau tak nak, buat bodoh. kalau tak tambah dosa je memfitnah. rugi.

as i said in my…yg dulu dulu punye blog, there’s too many two-face faked whackos walking around in this God-blessed world either being the proud owner of a penis (n using em to think wif) n women thinking (no..no. i take that back. they dun think) wif their booties. i mean, hello?!?! be yourself lar. bangang-fied freaks.

what does being nice means? NOT flattery. eh, cume perempuan bodoh lar nak jatuh (literally) for a guy who flirts. honesty. scared of hurting that someone then just shut the effing up n dun freakin LIE. correct, no? it’s just freakin manners la dude..asal tak reti2 lagi? bangang weih.

it’s manners to say thank u. to say please. to say excuse me. not say im sorry n i won’t do it again then run n hide behind ur momma’s back. everyone’s doing that, no such effing thing as a true (wazzat??) friend anymore. it spells out freakin C-O-W-A-R-D-I-C-E. these ppl hv got no effing balls, bless them.

no noo…im not saying im perfect. but at least im proud to say im brought up with MANNERS. harh! try n beat THAT. *hmph*

oh yeah, this blog is virtually manner-LESS (whatever that means) k, so jgn terasa n try to think im contradicting myself, cuz honey, no uh. *shakes head* doesn’t work that way. blogging’s just one of the ways i let go. besides screaming.

sigh. i think i’ll stick to my luuuurrrrvvvess. maine, yean, gab, waipz, san. did i ever tell u guys that ur my everything?

*muahx muahx muahx, huggies huggies huggies* lurves

hail BAAAANNGGGGGAAANNNNGGGG!!! muahahahaha..

btw, i absolutely luuuuuuurrrrvvvvvvveeeee klang. proud to be a klang-er. no.1 crime place in m’sia. woohoooooooooo!!! it’s where all the drama happens… n mamak heaven of course. *grins*

wokay. here we go. next blog as i mentioned earlier, something bout what balram said. it’s actually n phrase that’s too overused it’s running out of it’s ‘feel’ now. bet u’ve all heard it at least 3, 4, 5? times in ur damn life.

”Follow Your Heart”

im right, eh?*matter-of-factly*

well, yes of course i am. follow your heart..it’s like so cliche, so overused mcm takde makna dah. but balram sorta made sense when he quipped a story to me the other day. n yes, it touched right thru the middle of my apex. *aww..* n i believe, we should follow our hearts. n follow our minds. Allah won’t put us thru something we can’t go thru. if ur close to God, then insya-Allah He’ll give u the hidayah u deserve n show u the right way to live in life di dunia dan akhirat as fulfilling n as deserving at possible.

”where’s me heart?!”

well, me being the pessimist, (sometimes), i had to enquire balram for further information on this matter that is, sort of quite new to me. *kan i dah ckp it’s so overused…so ppl telling me won’t make much of a diff*. cept his story sorta made sense. he even noted that when during exam, IF u do not know the answer, follow ur heart. *lolz!* this, i hv to try out for myself but now lets talk to the main, most obvious, most common example i can use for this new-found (or maybe not so) idiom of mine. love. *must censored, dah dicemarkan oleh byk pihak*.

neh..i can c u guys moving ur mouse n dragging it up getting ready to press the ”Back” button wif the white arrow in the green bulat thingy…:P haha.. betul tak? mcm so boring kan topic nie. another overused word. it seriously din mean anything more to me for a while back then but then after listening to my dude’s version of ”follow ur heart”, i began to believe it.

anyway, let me just say this. this dude, this hamba Allah, met a girl. n imagine this ok, it’s like straight out from the movie, he knew it was HER. he listened to his heart. n seratus peratus lah, boleh dikatakan yer, he didn’t hv 0.00001% doubt, he asked for her hand. (not in marriage lar, terlalu muda. ceh) to be his love. n now they’ve been together for almost half a year, considering the fact that he knew her in a short span of time. VERY extremely short span of time, trust me. kurang 5 hari.*told u so*

so then i relented. mane boleh camtu..impossible punyer… that one only happen in like what, 5 % of the lucky citizens of the world? by that time i was shaking my already disbelieved head, but still, i hv to admit, i was in awe of the story. *i din tell the whole story, that was just the rumusan. no, conclusion*. the story’s freakin sweet, trust me. but he believed. the main thing was, that dude in the story believed n in my eyes, when u believe something so much n ur unaware of all doubts beside u, nothing can take u away from that mindset that ur having. especially when it comes to the topic of love.

so then i asked this kawan again. what if, u know that u love somebody so much..but u hv doubts. tiny tiny glitches wif him/her. *jeng jeng jeng*. as in, u sayang him/her. but ada yg tak kena. sesikit 0.00000000001% pun. even the slightest glitch, the slightest bent in a foil pun dah cukup to tell that he’s/she’s not the one, replied this friend of mine. ur not even married n u hv doubts? tsk tsk….susah nie.

ye tak ye jugak eh. tapi unfair jugak. i thought whatever u do as long as u want it, you’ll work ur ass off to get it. everything comes wif semangat. iltizam. determination. maybe he was just leaving it up to fate. but hey, not everyone is as lucky as the dude in the story i mentioned earlier kan. we all go thru the same things in life differently, wif a diff outlook in each life. kalau tak boring lar kehidupan yg tak seberapa bermakna skarang ni..

ok i believe one should follow his heart, yes. dun force urself to love that somebody, if u hv doubts in the future bout this dude/dudette ur going out wif, then bit problem here. ur not 100% happy. stop fooling urself. but yet if u believe everything’s all rite, n u hv a huge smile ‘:D’ on ur face whenever u think bout ur loved one, (without even the slightest glitch of doubt) then confirm lar sayang oi, u fit right in, dalam citer Cinderella. or kabhie kushi kabhie gham. or kuliah cinta.

most ppl interpret this saying in the sense of their kemahuan. their longing, what they want. no, following ur heart doesn’t mean what u long for at all. it’s more of an intuition, a feeling or a msg from Allah telling u what’s rite or wrong. like in most cartoons where they hv an angel on ur rite shoulder whereas a devil on ur left one u should know what’s rite, what’s wrong. what could bring justice to ur life, or the opp, disaster. if u know the latter would bring u hell, then y do it? gatal. ur inviting trouble. if not now, it’s from Allah. u r what u think. Think WISEly.

follow ur heart ppl. then think. think of all the chances, the phases u hv to go thru making this decision regardless of whatever decision in life, whether it’s love, family, exams, car being broken down or life itself. it’s the freakin 21st century ppl, we’ve got more then enuf contoh’s /examples to tell us what’s rite n wrong. n we’ve got freakin God-blessed brains.*alhamdullilah*

3 steps in making the biggest OR tiniest decisions in your (hopefully not) effed-up life

1. follow ur heart. not ur wants

2. think bout what ur heart is telling u. whether it’s proper or not to go thru wif this decision. to handle it.

3. believe. redha.

whatever ur decision is, u’ve done it. it’s over, now all is in Allah’s s.w.t hands. n insya-Allah, dgn solat istiharah, berkat doa all around u, everything will be alrite. n even if the result doesn’t come out ur way, always remember that everything that happens has it’s reasons.

not everybody might agree wif me, but s’allrite. i take in all comments. positively *grins* (u will never know what i do behind this pc of mine..nyehehe :P) nah, no really. it’ll be wonderful to know what other minds think about this matter. so silakan.

anyway, take care! hannah loves ya’ll