NEK US & THE BLOODY LONG-HAIRED, NO FACE GHOST

assalam & whaddup peeps!!^^

ok, before i proceed with revision for the night (yesssss... final nak dekat daaaahhh)

i have a story to share. a spooky, eerie, scary funny story.. hoho

on my way back yesterday, my cuzzy told me a story of my grandpa and the ghost of the bus stop. LOL

before that, i'm sorry cos i am very bad at creating a spooky horror effects for the pleasure of ur reading. o it might not sound THAT spooky to you.  and plus, this is my version of the story and i heard it from a second person so if u wanna know more, ask my grandpa laaa... 

so here goes.

one night, nek us (my grandpa) was driving his purple van.

he doesn't really go out at night with his van. so this is kinda weird.. 

anywayyyysss, further ahead, he saw someone at the bus stop waving at him.

this is how he described "it" (to my cousins and auntie): long hair, bloody, no face.

OBVIOUSLY that's not a person. 

guess what my beloved grandpa did??

YESSSS.. gave "it" a ride. =,,=

so "IT" sat at the back. 

nek us didn't speak to "it" in the van but instead, he gave "it" money! LOL!

seriously nek us??? hahahahahaahahahahah!

then nek us sent "it" to NORMAH specialist. he left "it" at the emergency entrance, and left.

so of course la no blood stain at the backseat of the van kaaann.. aiyooooo..

nek us went back home an told everybody the story. 

NOPE.

he's not scared at all.

i know there's something fishy and eerie about the van. =,,=

buut nek us is one brave GRANDPA and i am proud of him.

even though sometimes he'll get cranky without reasons.

well, he's 80++ what do you expect???

aite peeps! gotta get back to my work! finals in two weeks time!

adios muchachos!

don't let the mystery haunts youuuuu~~

LOL!

p/s: i will never come near the purple van ever again. EVER.

"pengilan" rumah swee kang.. LOL

assalam & whaddup peepssss!

today i recieved a text from syaza and so the conversation goes something like this:

syaza: ui. ko d cni?

me: d rmh jah. phl?

syaza: xda. tyk jak. haha 

me: ok. nang random abis kau eh. haha

syaza: haha. sbnrnya ku nk mkn abc kt swee kang. ko spon juh! hehe

me: diat ko~ kn senang mun berterus terang. err.. ju lah! hoho

well yeah something liddat.

so then we went. actually nak ajak liya & muni skali. pick em up at the unimas kuching campus. but then syaza said she needs to fetch her mom from work. so well yeah.. but then when i get into the car, syaza told me to call muni so that we could fetch her & liya. but muni said she's with shane ( dont really knoe how to spell it) at satok. so we just go to satok & didn't fetch liya.. sorry liya.. :(

we did'nt tell muni & shane where we actually heading. we kept them wondering until we reached jalan haji taha. muni just went like "eh, jalan haji taha.." and still doesn't have a clue where actually we were going.. hahah! and so was shane. BOTH of em are seriously funny!

so me & syaza strut to swee kang's house. the funny part was muni and shane walked slowly behind us still wondering where did we bring em! oh wait, that's not it. the funny part was they thought we were bringing em to soome pengilan (kenduri) ! we told em " ya... pengilan rumah cina..." LOL!

turns out, they never been there before. are u kidding me???? swee kang is like the best place to eat ABC &   suntong kangkong!! but apparently shane doesn't like the rojak. :( 

muni, syaza and me.. 3 urang klaka pun
 dah mcm 30 urang. blom gk  with the rest of the gang.
 pecah swee kang kali.. lol

we talked and LOLed like there's no other people there. hahaha.. typical us. oh ya! shane was a lil bit malu so she didn't cakap banyak. except when me & syaza are totally making fun of hmuni & shane. they look so alike! and their personalities.. OMG. nang pnde mun carik kwn.. haha.

next outing: g karok! ahah! smua la urg nk ku ajak g karok.. lommmm..

 (^3^)

aite! gotta chase my nose! hey nose! stop running!

p/s: my face is so dark, but yet my neck is so fair. =,,= 

OKB MARI!!

sitting in the lecture hall,

waiting for mr hardyman.

he had tummy ache, so he came late to class.

he said he drank yougrt drink last nite.

wait, this is not about him. =,,=

so where was i?

oh yaa.. concentrating on the topic for the day.

STRUCT. a command to define new data type.

a passing note distract me.

urgh! now i have to pass it to the back.

eh? wait, 

TO DAYANG,

HARI NI ADA PERJUMPAAN UNTUK

JPA KAT KUCHING (MEDIK PUNYE 

CAMPUS) START KUL 10.

FOR ME??

HUH??

HOW COME I DONT KNOW THIS???

while i was typing this, there's a weird smell coming from my roommate's side. probably her friend.

anywhoooo,

i looked at the time, it was 9.05.

shit.

so i rushed out and walk very extra super ultra fast to bhep.

thank GOD x kena tinggal bas.

PHEW!

but yeah..

i was the "LATE ONE"

so no seat for me in the bus.

and so i have to share.

MY ASS HURT SO BAD. =,,=

i thought that i would be alone.

but nora was there, faiha was also there. :)

and of course my doc-to-be friends since they all layak terima JPA kaann.. hoho

nas, danny, nana, james bong, soo chok kim, sabrina, toh kee liong, almond chin, sera kadir.

wahh!! rami duhal kwn lokto saya.. XDD

so the taklimat was about, what we have to do, what we shouldn't do during the sponsorship.

no course xtension

"surat cinta" for below 3.0 (yesssss.. 3.0)

email every result to them

no KAWEN

NO PART TIME

ETC...

did i mention i bawak payung?? PAYUNG.. my big ass payung..

macam la bejalan dari samarahan ke kuching tek nak??

LOL.

then i met MUNI, LIYA, AMIEREENA & NELLIE.

SERONOK!!

ok..

then we all go back..

lunch sorang2.. sobss #foreveralone.

then petang dinner with alin.

we actually stayed there for 2 hours.... watching AKU TAK BODOH.

cool movie.

enough yapping!

got a project report to write!

adios muchachos!! 

:)

p/s: did i mention i'm gonna be an OKB?? ORANG KAYA MARI~~ XDDD

BITCH UP FATIN!!

right now, i just need a shoulder to cry on.

ANY shoulder.

i know i should stop being nice once in a while. say NO for a start should do it.

i'm just tired of doing EVERYTHING on my own. fuck those people! screw em!

this is the THIRD time in a row. THREE. TIGA. SAN. TRES.

this is what happen if you were assign to a random group by the lecturer.

yessss. true that you could meet new people, and experience working with different people.

but if THOSE people are not capable doing ANYTHING, i rather die. YESSS.. DIE!

STRIKE #1

3 experiments. each experiment, answer 3 questions. doing the experiment is easy. the FUCKING PART is answering the questions.. duh~

researches need to be done, reading, sorting all those stuff.

guess what?? i did it all by myself.

note that this is A GROUP ASSIGNMENT.

not that i didn't ask for their help.. i informed them. TWICE.

any RESPONSE?? NO. NUL. NADA.

fine. i wasted my one week hols just to finsih it. actually, i gained a lot. no time wasted. MY BAD.

the only response i get is when i told them everything's done.

mesti la suk naaaakkk.. keja dah siap bahhh.. =,,=

STRIKE #2

2 case studies. each case study = 3 pages.

this time, i asked them to help me find ANYTHING related to the case study.

oh.. they gave me alrite.

they gave me the WHOLE article. expecting me to READ it on my own, SORT it out on my own. and WRITE THE REPORT. wowww..

u guys sure made my work EASIER. NOT.

so yeah. i did it all by myself. IN ONE DAY. drafting AND writng the report.

awesome huh? hahah!

STRIKE #3

chapter presentation.

lets do a lil bit of deductive reasoning since that's the topic of the presentation:

HE DOESN'T UNDERSTAND THE CHAPTER.

THE CHAPTER IS IN ENGLISH.

THEREFORE, HE DOES NOT UNDERSTAND ENGLISH.

being a nice person, i actually volunteered to help. how?

by PREPARING the slides, AND the presentation text.

GOSH~ what did i get myself into. *sigh*

if you think by doing the cover page is helping, well it's NOT.

redoing the experiments cos we didnt get the lowest result? NOPE.

giving me crap for me to put inside the report. NO!

why can't i just say NO and live my life?

why must i agree to everything??

why can't i just tell it right to their face??

why are being so nice when you know it'll hurt you??

WHY FATIN WHY???

WHY????

AM I BEING TOO NICE??

AM I EVEN A GOOD PERSON??

C'MON FATIN! BITCH UP!!

pressure~~

i just don't know why, i missed MAMA so bad this week.. why? homesick ka oo?? :( i dont know how homesick feels cos it's been a while since i have that feeling.. hoho

i guess it's been a very stressful week for me. when i'm under pressure, i miss MAMA.3 deadlines + 1 maths test ==> what more can i say??

shit. i'm not starting to cry am i?? :'(

the worst feeling is that when your parents mentioned bout their death. i seriously cannot imagine how my life would be. O ALLAH, please let me die first before them....

now i know~~

now i know, who i can work with and who i cannot.
my midsem break is almost PERFECTO. minus the part where i have to finish THE WHOLE GROUP PROJECT ON MY OWN.. THANKS A LOT PEEPS~

THANKS. A. LOT.
=,,=

oh well..
one must not whine.
just look at the bright side: you'll learn from what you've done!
you know what to do and they don't.
i know i gain something. did you?

XOXO

imma cry~

i cry when i'm REALLY confuse,
i cry when i'm REALLY anxious,
i cry when i'm REALLY pissed.

i almost cried
cos i was REALLY confuse.

RIGHT NOW,
i feel like crying
for i'm SUPER FUCKINGLY nervous.

O ALMIGHTY ALLAH,
please help me get through all this.
AMIN.

*gulp*

01-11-11

hello whaddup peeps~
assalam..

long time no write bloggy... been so busy maa.. being a uni student.. *hands on shoulder, mata ke atas*
 but u have time for twitter meh? errr... damdidamdidam..

it's just that whenever i click *write new post* all i see is a blank page. no ideas. maybe they jumped into UNIMAS LAKE. LOL

so like as usual, i turned LAPPY on, plugged BERUK in and tweet. i looked at the twitter trending column ( whatever they called it) and then it hits me. REASONS YOU ARE SINGLE.

i don't know if it is normal or not, but at this age, well maybe some say it is still too early, but my ICT lecturer in MATRIX once said, "girls, when you enter university, during your first year of study, YOU MUST start looking for a boyfriend/future husband." oookaaaayyy~ like it is sooooo important.. pffftt.. =,,="

well, it IS kinda suck watching people sitting with the boyfriend, talked bout their boyfriends, boyfriend this boyfriend that. WHY DON'T I HAVE ONE??

i'm not picky. well yes of course us girls like to woe guys like TAYLOR LAUTNER, but guys like him OBVIOUSLY are just illusions. duhhh~
it's just that people never really ask me the question.
when i say question i mean, "WOULD YOU BE MY GIRLFRIEND?" 
LOL
maybe they did. it's just that i don't really get it.
so please be straight forward to me, kay?

yes. people did confess that they have feelings for me. but i always question myself.
is his feeling real? or is he just fooling around to see whether i'm an easy-to-get girl or not?

how can you say you like me when we just know each other?
maybe i should stop asking questions. =,,='

even if my own friend said that they like me, i still ask the questions. and of course i'll keep it to myself.
cos i know it is gonna be sooo awkward like moving one step away from being friends.
but we know each other well. can't we just ..... ?
it's not i don't like you cos if it's true, i won't be your friends laaa doii..
in that case, you have to convince me real good ok?

oh well.. maybe IT IS too early for me. don't worry fatin. your time'll come soon. SOOOOON. just let time decides.. cewahhh! OR MAYBE this game will help. :)

why my post suddenly macam  luahan hati oo? haha.. who cares.. macam desperate pun ada jwak aku tekk.. LOL

OK! done yapping. gotta study for linguistic tomorrow! adios muchachos!!

P/S: it's 01-11-11, what should i do to remember this date? hmmm...

mm-hmm~

you know when sometimes you feel like crying but you don't exactly know WHY?
you will find a way or something that'll trigger your tears to fall.
you'll be fine afterwards.

say my name, say my name~

There was a girl who was born two years after the complication of her sister's birth. Knowing that it was the second caesarian labour for the mother, after her first child who didn't manage to survive, she knew that the most number of children she'll get would only be two. So the couple decided to give a long name to their two children; the newborn and the one after who was born 2 years later. The newborn girl was named “Dayang Nurfatin Farzana” and this “girl” is me.

I asked my mom, “why was I named as such, out of all the names in the world?” Well there's of course a reason to everything. “Dayang” is actually a title name I get from my father's side. It is said that my ancestors comes from the Brunei royal family which have “Awang” and “Dayang” as titles. So I am somehow and somewhat related to the Brunei Royal Family.

As far as I know, most Malay Muslim's names are derived from Arabic words that had been modernised. The names portray certain particular meanings. My name, “Nurfatin” was actually a combination of “Nur” which means “light” and “Fatin” which means “petite” or “small”. So “Nurfatin” actually means “the light of a captivating petite girl”. My mom told me that I was born very small and cute. That's why they called me ”Fatin”.

Based on my research, “Farzana” comes from an African word which means “wise” or “intelligent”. My dad wants his children to be intelligent as they grow, so he finds a name that could reflect the meaning. He found “farzana” for me and “ariffin” for my brother which carries almost the same meaning. Putting all my names together; “Dayang Nurfatin Farzana” means “the light of a petite, captivating and wise girl”.

Credits to Google, I found ways to write and pronounce my name in three different languages.

ENGLISH	CHINESE	ARABIC	JAPANESE
DAYANG	达杨 = da yang	دايانغ = dayangh	デイアング = deiangu
NURFATIN	奴法廷 = nu fa ting	نورفاتن = nwrfatn	ナーファッティン = nafattin
FARZANA	法扎纳 = fa zha na	فرزانة = farzanah	ファーザナー = fazana

Long names or short, never really matters. The real question is, what's behind your name? I found mine. What's yours? ^^