Man jadda wa jada!

-berkhidmat untuk negara-
-key ell-
-4 hari-

Rigor_morTis

Arrghhhhh...

Camno nie!!!

Wa dah tenaT nieee!!

SoS!!!!!

owhhhh TidaKKKKKKKKKKKK!!!!!

kerJa tak siap lagiiiiiiii!!

Cebisan!

Banyak perkara yang berlaku dalam minggu nie.. semua nie membuatkan wa jadi lebih kritis dlm banyak perkara..
Emosi bercampur-campur membuatkan wa lebih suka menghadapinye.. ( cuba tak mo jadi series hehe)
PERTAMA:-
Tahniah wat budak kecik sbb dah nak kawen.. sowey wawa sbb tak dapat hadir majlis ahad nie..kim salam kat hj amin..
Tahniah wat member kat IPTI yang akan dapat first menantu.. Bro wa mintak ampun x dpt dtg sabtu nie.. ada tugas utk negara..
KEDUA:-
Trimas wat budak Golden Dream.. baguslah bila lu dah senang lu terus blah.. lu mmg pandai belakon.. wa mmg ingat semua lakonan lu.. trimas sbb tunjukkan lakonan lu kat gua.. wa mintak lu dapat balasan yang setimpal.. knock out!!
KETIGA:-
Selamat untuk org yang nak balik Kg dan yang dah berlepas balik pun ada hehehe.. = JANGAN LUPA JANJI KITE HARI KHAMIS DEPAN TAU= ;-)
KEEMPAT:-
Untuk member wa Mr. Zaki yang dah keje kat JKR key ell skang.. Bro kalau ada projek terpijak jgn lupe kroni kat jey bee nie hehe.. bro wa nak bagi nasihat lu nikmatilah sepuasnye "duit" yang datang menimbun2 kat lu skang..nanti bila "duit2" tu dah terlepas atau lari dari lu mcm ape yang terjadi kat wa skang.. skit2 "duit" terlepas dari genggaman wa.. wa tengah mengalami zaman kemelesetan nie hehehe...lu yang dalam kemewahan nie nikmati "duit2" tu betul2 bro..jgn pilih2 sebat je "duit" yang lalu depan lu..hehehe
KELIMA:-
-Berkhidmat untuk negara 3 hari-

SiNga_pOre!

"kat mane tue?" tanya akak wa..
"ada kat stadium nie..nape?"..
"petang nie free tak?" tanya akak wa
"free..nape?"..
"nak ajak gi singapore..ok tak?"tanye akak wa
"okie sesangat!!"..

:: NegArA::

- 3 hari-

-berkhidmat untuk negara-

Surat chenta

Perghhh keje wa banyak betul.. dah tak tau nak wat cane..argghh malas lah nak layan.. wa tinggal je semua keje-keje nie.. skang kene plak selsema ngan batuk.. lagi lah wa malas.. kepala berat jer.. sowie lah kengkawan yang kenkadang wa wat bodoh same lu orang.. hmm smalam dpt surat chenta.. wa ingat minah yang bagi surat chenta kat wa tu nak luahkan perasaan kat wa.. ghupenye nak bagi tau yang dalam bulan nie dah tiga kali..wa ulang skali lagi TIGA KALI!! wa lambat masuk keje..hampeh tul.. gua tenung surat tepat selari ngan mata hitam wa..mane lah tu kot2 surat tu boleh terbakar.. arghhh ape lagi ati wa terbakar lah.. langsung dlm tong warna merah peginye..arghh wa tak kesah tong hijau ke.. biru ke wa tak peduli yang penting surat tu ilang dari mate wa.. tetibe lak lalu awek tinggi lampai keturunan pok syeikh tegur wa "dapat surat chenta ke bang?" wa dah lah tengah bengong wa terus pandang tepat kat idung dia.. wa x berani tengok mata dia nanti wa cair tewus tak jadi marah.. wa cakap "a'ah surat chenta dari makcik kura-kura campuran beruk u tu lah"
arghhh..malas nak pikir lah..
-BLAH!-

Yakhrib Baitak!

By Mirza Yawar Baig

Listen and listen well

O! One who could have been our brother

For we are one people, whether you like it or not

You are a Semite, A son of Israeel (Isaac)

I am a Semite, A son of Ismaeel (Ishmael)

Our father, the father of both you and I

Is Ibrahim (Abraham)

Or are you one who will even deny his own father?

Listen and listen well

O! One who could have been our brother

We will die on our feet

But we will not live on our knees.

You know how to kill, But we know how to die

Hitler gassed 6 million of you, But he could not kill your
spirit

Those who died only made stronger, those who remained alive

Why then do you imagine; that if you become Hitlers

The results of your 'gassing'

Would be any different?

Listen and listen well

O! One who could have been our brother

Just as others silently watched you going into the gas chambers

Others silently watch us burying our children, the children that
you continue to kill

But we remind ourselves

That the blow that does not break the back, only strengthens
you.

So O! You who used to be the People of Musa (Moses),

But today you have become people of the Firawn (Pharaoh)

Remember we are the real people of Moses, for we believe in his
message; not you

Remember that when the fight is between Moses and Pharaoh

Moses always wins.

We say to the silent watchers, the cowards,

We say to those who sit securely in their homes

We are the frontline who are holding back the enemy

When we fall, it will be your turn.

Remember O! Arabs

The story of the White Bull (Al Thawr il Abyadh)

Who said to the world when the tiger finally came for him

Listen O! People, I do not die today,

I died when the Black Bull died.

Listen and listen well

O! One who could have been our brother

We did not come into this world to live here forever

Neither did you

One day we will all go from here

Whether we like it or not

What is important my brother, son of Israel

Sons of a Prophet, O! What have you become today?

What have you allowed them to make you?

Kill us, if that is what you want to do

At least we die at the hands of our own brothers

And not at the hands of strangers

Listen and listen well

O! One who could have been our brother

We laugh as we see your Apache helicopters and F-16 jets fly
overhead

We laugh because we can smell your fear

Why else do you need Apaches and F-16s to fight children with
rocks?

A battle of honor is between equals

We challenge you, you who have sold your honor

Come to us as equals; so that we can show you how to die with
honor

We laugh at you because we know, that not in a million years

Will one of you ever have the guts to stand up to one of our
children

Without hiding behind an array of weapons that the American tax
payer gives you

We laugh at you, because that is what every warrior does

When he faces an army of cowards.

Listen and listen well

O! One who could have been our brother

It is not whether we live or die that is important

It is how we live and how we die

Ask yourself: How would you like to be remembered?

Without respect, despised and accursed through the centuries,

Or blessed, honored, your passing mourned.

Allah is our witness: We lived with honor; begging for no favors

And He is our witness: That today we die with honor; on our feet

Fighting until the last breath leaves our body; even if all we
have in our hands are stones

He is the witness over us both

As you kill us and as we die

And to Him is our return

Listen and listen well

O! One who could have been our brother

On that Day, my little baby who you killed last night

Will ask Him for what crime she was murdered

Prepare your answer, O! One who could have been our brother

For you will answer to Him

I swear by His Power: You will answer to Him.