another personal whine by me

I can't imagine that I sat on a public transport to travel from Cyberjaya to Klang KTM Station. *slaps myself hard* Hahaha , actually I vowed to myself that I will never sit on public transport because the service they provide doesn't worth the money I spent. Not to mention about the "Kurang Tepat Masa" service that they gave to passengers.

I took RapidKL from my campus to Putrajaya Sentral and it took me 30 minutes to wait for the bus. Upon reaching Putrajaya Sentral , I board on ERL (Express Rail Link). Much to my surprise, the train is on time. The clockboard (some called it as an imageboard) shows that the train will arrive in 5 minutes time. I wasn't expecting the train will reach once the timer reach 0 mins. But actually it did ! So the journey from Putrajaya Sentral to KL Sentral kill another 40 minutes of my study week.

Once I reached there , I took my lunch at McDonald (McValue Lunch wei , rugi rugi) and there's two incidents happened. At first , I was glancing at a cute chinese girl who's standing at the doorway. She looked at me back and approached me. I saw her holding a card , which I thought could be her phone number or email or facebook link HAHA. Guess what , stated on the card is

"I am deaf , on behalf of (some association name , I can't recall) we hope that you , Mr/Mrs/Ms could give some donation in order to blablablablablabla"

Sungguh emo aku lepas tu. Hahah , and then there's one chinese aunty aged around 50-60 years old asking some money from a group of people beside me. They said that they don't have small change and that aunty cursed them in language that I don't understand. I ran to the toilet to avoid being "interview" by that aunty. Hahah

Actually I went KL Sentral is to meet with a vendor to get my LCD screen. He said he'll arrive around 3pm and I was there effing early (about 1pm) . I decided to take a walk to Lowyat Plaza. As I reach the monorail station , I recalled that once my friend told me there's a prostitution area or some people called that place as a "Malaysia Red-Light District" which is located just behind Monorail Station. Brickfields , anyone know about this place? I took a walk there without worries of getting rob or "pow" by people there as I left my laptop , my luggage in a secured locker at KL Sentral (you can trust the locker , it is guarded by security guard who'll approach whoever come near to the locker area and will ask "Boleh saya bantu?" Hahah) just to get myself a clearer view of that place. I saw some hawker stalls and there's a stall selling "Air Kelapa". I stopped and bought myself a drink until then a chinese uncle approach me and speak in mandarin language. I told him that I don't understand what the F he's talking. He explain me back in Bahasa. "atas ada perempuan , rm50. tambah rm10 boleh 'icecream' " and I was like

and of course , walked away. Hahaha

I left Brickfields with tonnes of things running through my mind. Where's our authorities , what measurements have they taken to sweep out these rubbish out from this town despite of the raids , ambush made by them as what we seen in the media. I've read somewhere on the internet saying that after been raid/ambush , the 'red-light district' came alive again after few weeks. Might say corruption causing all this happened? Macam '360' tak aku? 999? Hahaha

Went Lowyat Plaza and take a look at all the gadgets that I couldn't afford to buy. DSLR , iPhone, ENGTX285(anyone? nvidiafags fanboi?) Hahahaha

And here I am. At the comfort of my home with shitty internet connections. My brother decided to 'potong' to P1 and this is the result of 'potong' , seriously I feel like throwing this modem to the wall , man! =/

What does my birthday say about me

I got these from facebook =) True?


Progressive, Cautious & Independent

Even though you are great with groups of people, it takes a bit when it comes to making close friends. Deeply sensitive and cautious, closeness means vulnerability to you, and this is not something to be taken lightly. Your direct, no-nonsense approach in combination with their strong values can make it challenging to get to know the inner person. Yet those who are able to do so will discover a friendship that lasts through the years. You will go the distance for a loved one to the point of self-sacrifice if necessary. You look for creativity, intellect, and honesty in your friends. When it comes to family, the expectations are no less. Although dedicated to a sense of duty to relatives, you aren’t one for developing close bonds unless the same qualities you expect in your friendships are there.

Favorable Colors: Turquoise

Key Body Part: Ankles, Circulatory System

Lucky Gem: Turquoise Strengths: Progressive, original, humanitarian, independent.

Weaknesses: Runs from emotional expression, uncompromising, temperamental, aloof.

Charismatic marks: Good looks, beautiful eyes, angular faces, thin build.

Likes: Fun with friends, fighting for causes, helping others, intellectual conversation, a good listener.

Dislikes: Limitations, being lonely, broken promises, dull or boring situations, people who disagree with them.

Best environment: Any gathering of people to exchange ideas.

Happy birthdayyyyyy !

Yada yada , happy birthday to me! still not too late to wish myself isn't it? LOL

There's nothing to celebrate when you're one year older! I don't know , maybe some of you thinks that birthday is somewhat a special day and a "look-forward" date of the year. I've lost the mood of celebrating my birthday for the past 2 years.

2008- "shit , spm coming!"

2009- "yay , driving license"

2010- "uh , one more year before i ends my teenage days"

And I don't like birthday celebration , why? because I myself thinks that birthday celebration is just to make someone feel special on that very day!

Why do people celebrate their own birthday? Instead of waiting for gifts and wishes from people , why don't we ourself thanks our parents for raising and brought us where we are now? Don't you think that you're completely nothing without your parents?

A true birthday celebration is when you have the thought of celebrating the year that just passed and those things that you lived during that year, the friends and family you share with, the love you received and gave, the achievements, and even the failures that have make you learn or be a better person. Now that's what birthday is all about. Have you ever heard of , "one year older , one year wiser" ? =) Besides, you celebrate the begining of a phase, a new year to do things better, to improve your life, to get to wherever you wanna go, more time to spend with your loved persons, more time to read, work, learn, play.

As i'm growing one year older on 25th january , I wish that I could be the one who cheer people around me. The one who willingly listens to all your problems and try my best to do whatever I can. Closing all my hatred towards people , may god forgive you and me.

Why did I posted this ? There's a reason behind it. LOL

* ye mak , tu anak mak. bukan zombie kampung pisang! *

Something unexpected happened weeks before my birthday. I thought it was just a normal Barbeque party held at my friend's place. Mana tau , suddenly everyone surrounding me with flour and eggs on their hands. Epic , looks like a Ponggal Festival to me. =)

I KILLED A CAT

yes people , azzat just killed a cat. i didn't kill it on purpose !! the cat ran towards my car (it was escaping from a fight with other cat i think since i saw another cat trying to chase him) and *BANGGGGG* i heard something from below my car.

Location : Chi Liung , somewhere around Zi Xiang's housing area.
Time : ngam-ngam 12am , wuuuu scary man..

There's one uncle was standing outside his house and look at that cat dying. I asked him for a newspaper and plastic bag to put in the dead cat. I have no idea where to put the dead body at , either to throw it or tanam je. gila ke nak tanam malam-malam buta?! so i decided to throw it to a garbage area. soli ah brother , wa bukan sengaja langgar you. you sendiri cari pasal pergi langgar wa punya kereta!

Just noticed recently I've problems with cat. Other than this scenario of "Azzat-TER-bunuh seekor kucing" , there's another problem where a cat in my hostel area had fractured backbone. the vet told me the cat was "stepped" by somebody , either accidentally or not.



the vet gave me two option
1) prepare the cat for surgery , cost around rm1,000 to rm2,000. but the verdict is too small for the cat to survive the operation
2) put that cat to sleep , less suffering

obviously I can't make the first decision as it requires a lump of money. and second option is too cruel , it's not good to take away a life that doesn't belong to me

brought back the cat , and let the nature take it course.

RIP Casper

A cat which became famous for catching the same bus every day for four years has been run over and killed - while crossing the road to catch its daily lift.
Crafty Casper died in a hit and run accident as he tried to board the No3 service.
He hopped on the bus around 10am every morning and sat on the back seat throughout its entire 11 mile route.
The freeloading Feline would travel around his home city of Plymouth, Devon, for up to an hour before arriving back at the same stop.
But after an estimated 20,000 miles on the bus Casper was killed crossing the road to catch his daily ride.



Casper the cat takes his daily trip on the No.3 First National bus in Plymouth
Devastated owner Susan Finden, 65, said whoever ran over her cat failed to stop and help him.
She said: 'Many people knew Casper, who loved everyone.
'He enjoyed the bus journeys. Sadly a motorist hit him and did not stop.
'Casper died from his injuries. He will be greatly missed - he was a much loved pet who had so much character.
'Thank you to all those who befriended him.'
During his regular trips the 12-year-old cat passed an historic dockyard and naval base, a city centre, several suburbs and a red light district.
He took his daily rides for so long that all First Bus drivers were told to look out for him to ensure he got off at the right stop.
Grandmother-of-three Susan added: 'I called him Casper because he had a habit of vanishing like a ghost.
'But then some of the drivers told me he had been catching the bus.
'I couldn't believe it at first, but it explained a lot. He loved people and we have a bus stop right outside our house so that must be how he got started.'
Casper was owned by Sue Finden, who only found out about his escapades when he followed her on to a bus and the driver, Rob Stonehouse, said he travelled with them all the time
Care worker Susan got Casper from a rescue centre in 2002 and drivers say he started riding the bus in 2005.
She has now put up a sign at the bus stop breaking the bad news to other commuters who regularly shared a ride with her pet.
Mrs Finden said that despite his regular bus rides Casper had 'no road sense whatsoever'.
She said: 'Casper was quite quick for his age but I was trying to stop him from riding the bus so much.
'He had no road sense whatsoever but he loved people.
'He'd queue up in line good as gold - it'd be 'person, person, person, cat, person, person'.'
A spokesman for First Bus added: 'He'd just curl up at the back of the bus. He never caused any trouble.'
Susan believes Casper may have begun life at a haulage yard as he was so fond of large vehicles.
http://www.dailymail.co.uk/news/article-12...ed-hit-run.html

saddening eh. haha

rrrrrraaaaannnnddddoooomm

I was sick this entire week , maybe this is what they called "Exam Sickness" LOL
I never counter this before , be it PMR or SPM. I can still happily playing computer games till 6am without thinking about exams. Maybe things changed. If I screwed up this semester , I might be under probation period and worst , I have to fork out more money to cover up those tuition fees. I'm on PTPTN loan now , they just provide RM8,000 for my foundation fees. Total up everything , my parents have to pay another rm3,000 extra because total fees is around rm12,000 plus. Actually they wanted to sponsor for my foundation studies , but I insist. Susah la kalau beli sesuatu pakai duit parents , mesti diorang ungkit. Let say I didn't get good result or "cukup-cukup makan je" . I'm sure I'll get a few hours brainwash especially from my dad (like what happened to my bro before. HAHA)

Went to see Mdm Ma , I don't know whether she's the Dean for foundation studies or what , but I admire the way she speaks and the way she tried to motivate me and my friend. HAHAH. Then off to Mr. Aizuddin's room. He's our physics cum academic advisor for my batch to handout my assignments. He showed me my course work marks. I managed to score 38 out of 50 percent. And now I just need to find another 2 marks from my final paper which is in total 50 percent to pass. I'm not looking forward for a "Pass" only , I need flying colors to prove to my parents that I actually "STUDY" here instead of playing games all the time and putting my face in front of the book. FACEBOOK! :D

Yea , I admit. I'm a heavy gamer. What they called? Gamerholic? LOL. And somebody just make fun of my gaming equipments. Sungguh Butthurt-ed aku!

Azariff : Eleh , gaming equipment mega-mega buat pe , bkn world class pun

cilaka sungguh


It's Wednesday , and tomorrow is Thursday. I'm going back to Klang to collect my 23" LCD from a vendor. Hoho. I'll try to study at home , if I can. Provided that my bro haven't pay my TM Bills which already kena "potong" few weeks ago and since my friends all have gone back to their campus , I have no reason to stay up late and going out of the house. Maybe some exercise? Spring cleaning (HAHA) and of course have to clean up my rabbits cage.

Just another note , my first bro is officially a dad now. Congrats to both he and his wifey. Welcoming Jauhara Arisya(betul ke macam ni ejaan dia?) to our family! Er I don't have the pictures lah , no time to snap. My family member just reached the two digits number now. 10 of us now. Hahah

Usop now at politeknik sabak bernam together with Arel. Syafiz back to Johor and will have industrial training at Pahang. How lonely I could be. *sigh*

Finals coming in one week. Time to kill more time studying and spend more cash on cigarettes.