::~100~ Birthday Wish on FB

Saya sangat bohsan dan taktau nak buat apa.
Sunyinye hidup tanpa rumate ni.... T_T

"Oh Allah, kenapa lah aku dikurniakan seorang rumate yang tak reti nak balik kat bilik!"

Eh, baru teringat... hari tu dalam entry ni ada janji nak buat satu entry pasal wish birthday kan? Ahaaa... memandangkan hari ni last day bulan november, rasanya belum terlewat lagik nak post pasal birthday aku hari tuh... Ahaa~ Ok2... (aku tak reti susun gambar guna software2, ni pon guna paint jek susun. kalau ada cara yang lagi canggih, sila ajar!)


Ni diambik dari akaun Ahmad Azhar :


Nie plak di cetak-skrin dari akaun Zaarz Awang :

[~Maaf kedua-dua gambar sangat kecik....~]

Btw, most of the entry on Zaarz's wall sengal2 sikit... sebenarnya banyak lagik kat wall, tapi aku bukannya lurus bendul habis semua nak copy masok dalam blog. buang tebiat. heh. Anyway, terima kasih kepada teman-teman yang wish besday harituh.... =)

ppsssstt : ade org tanye, ahmad azhar ngan zaarz awang ni same tak? Jawapan aku, tak... "kembar".

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::~99~:: Entry Pendek

Aku nak tulis entry baru tapi aku tak sempat nak tulis maka aku gunakan cara yang lebih cepat tanpa perlu mengarang iaitu bercakap-cakap-seorang-diri mengenai entry apa aku nak tulis sambil lukis kartun-kartun dalam mindaku dengan tangan yang kaku di atas papan kekunci.

Takda masa sungguh nak menulis panjang-panjang tapi aku taip jugak apa yang aku nak taip selagi boleh sebab aku naaaaaaakk jugak entry aku yang ni panjang.

Okey, dah lebih 3 paragraf. Entry tamat. Sambung buat kerja.

Bored With Home-Works! (Macam budak sekolah pun ader!). And last, SENGAL!

Sign yang Chomot!
ZA
281111-1044
Nilai~

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::~98~:: 24 Years Old, sudey!

Selamat Hari Lahir.
Selamat Hari Lahir.
Selamat Hari Lahir Buat Diri Sendiri.
Selamat Hari Lahirr........ (4 harokat & berdengung)

Alhamdulillah, genap sudah umurku 24 tahun dua hari lepas. Hehe. Sangat suka. Walaupun angka makin bertambah, tapi bentuk fizikal still maintain, perangai pun belum berubah ke peringkat kedewasaan.... sepenuhnya lagi. Angka 24 tu kalau dibundarkan, jadik 20. So thats means i stilllll young lah. Ahaa, blogger lain biasanya post tang hari jadi diorang 2-3 hari sebelum, kunun nak tuntut hadiah dari visitor a.k.a blog hopper a.k.a blog walker anak lelaki kepada blogger sekelian, tapi aku heboh-heboh sini 2 hari lepas hari jadik. Aneh sungguh blogger spesies ini.

Hah. Sebut aje pasal birthday, mesti ade dapat present atau gift atau hadiah atau nawal. So tahun ni, hadiah pertama dapat 2 hari sebelum birthday. Dapat time working hour, so tak expect pun dapat hadiah memandangkan takda mahluk kat opis tuh tau birthday aku.. kalau ada yang tahu pun, rasanya diorang tak alert... kan ? ok, here it goes..... tadaaa~

[~A white box written with "Azhar". Curios, could it be 415V electrical socket? The shape kinda similar though~]

Curious jugak nak tahu. Mula-mula tak perasan pun kotak ni atas meja aku.. Sekali tengok, ada iras-iras kotak 32Amps / 415V socket yang hari-hari aku duk pasang time buat OT pon ade jugek. Pulak tak dibalut dengan gift wrapper, yang nampak kat situ kad birthday wish jek. Tapi aku tak pentingkan pun siapa yang bagi, tak kisah la datang dari minah bangla ker, awek vietnam ker, cewek indon ker, yang penting isi kat dalam tuh. So dalam masa 5 saat, terus grab dan koyak-koyak kotak tuh dengan rakusnya sambil baling cebisan-cebisan kertas dalam kotak tuh ke atas sehingga terlekat dibilah-bilah kipas yang tengah berpusing dengan ligatnya disedut pula oleh aircond jenama Hitachi (oit, aku bukan superhiper excited heppi sangat kut..), aku pun bukak la kotak tuh sampai terkeluar laa tali pusat die (erk, bila Kak Nisak nak bersalin nie. T_T, lama sangat tunggu kemunculan anak sedara ke 21 sampai dah terkena tempias sindrom keanaksedaraan-ketungguan). Ok-ok, enough with those lame jokes, ni dia isi kotak tuh...

[~"Hi, Chaaaak! Meow Meow... Nama saya tuceeengg! A/s/l plzzzz....(lambai)"~]

eRk.... mana ada orang sumbat kucing debok camtuh dalam kotak segi empat tepat 5cm x 25cm. Kang terberak lak kucing tuh kat dalam kotak segi empat tuh... isk~ Ok... ok... ni hadiah dari kotak tuh,

[~Seketul Botol Air Perak 32 karat dengan seulas bag hitam cantik weehhh!~]

Ahahaha... meleset betul sangkaan aku, ingat dapat socket 32amps /415 v ke apa tadik, rupanya seekor botol air perak 32 karat rupanya. Kalau korang perasan dekat kaki seekor botol air tu, ada tulis nama company aku. So pemberi dia mestilah "Recron Sdn Bhd". Terima kasih Recron for the cute and lovely gift, auw!

Heh, mula-mula ingat orang merangkap makhluk-makhluk kat office tak tahu birthday aku, rupanye satu Recron tahu. Sebabnya,

[~Nama dah termasuk dekat birthday wish dalam web Recron. Haih~]

Walaupon takde yang wish (kecuali Kak Rozie & Kak Mar kat opis tuh), tapi rasa bangga jugak lah sebab nama kuar dalam web. Bukan senang tuhh nak ada nama dalam web company, pulak budak baru macam aku nih. Ahaa~ Okeh, tuh cerita kat Opis... ni cite virtual pulak, got besday wishes on both account, Ahmad Azhar & Zaarz Awang. For those yang wishes tuh, terima kasih daun keladi bunting lah. Tak sempat nak reply semua kekomen & wall post, nak2 kat akaun Zaarz Awang. Mostly da wishes comes from foreign friend (except sorang budak Russia yang minat kat aku), and some local friend yang play game dekat akaun zaarz awang. Yang Ahmad Azhar, almost 150 friends yang wish (count from 12am - 12 am, giler semangaaat naaaaa kire). Ahaha.. Btw, selama 24 tahun aku hidup kat muka bumi Allah ni, baru aku tahu "Selamat Hari Lahir" dalam bahasa arab, "Sanah Helwa". Dapat benda baru dari Cik AH. Bagus sungguh berkawan dengan ramai orang ni. Lepas ni cari dalam bahasa bangla, nepal ngan vietnam pulak.. =p Oklah, sampai sini dulu. 12.32 am sudey... next post aku karang lagik dengan gelagat-gelagat orang wish kat FB 15 November lepas.... InsyaAllah.

=TBC=

p/s : Ahmad Azhar bin Awang was born on 15/11/1987 at Hospital Besar Kuala Terengganu. Kini menjadi anak celup kepada Negeri Sembilan sejak 4 bulan lepas. Saya bangga dengan kecelup-celupan N9. Hip hip Hoorey!

Zaarz
171111

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::~97~:: Ter......lambat Naik Bas.

Saya-Sangat-Malu!

Iskkkhh.. how am i going to tell this kind of story ? Malaun sungguh-sungguh rasanya bila terlewat bas ni. Going with the flow, semalam tiket bas pukul 9 malam. Naik di hentian kajang. And that was my first time naik kat sana. T-T.

Ceritannya bermula cam nie... ada 2 technician nak berhenti kerja (1 local, 1 foreign), aku bercadang lah nak buat sikit makan-makan bagi meraikan kedua-dua orang tu. Right after balik kerja, pergi KFC. Dengan motor Honda Wave Kaler Hijau 110CC tu, bawak lah 11 set KFC ke kilang. Sekali pandang, macam mat despacth pulak bawak 11 set KFC naik motor dengan raga kecik. Tak logik langsungggg okay? Lepas ni kena taruk raga saiz XXL plak dekat motor tuh. Sebenarnya ingat boleh sampai kat kilang around 6.30pm, tapi dek sebab kena tunggu ayam siap digoreng, 6.50pm baru balik apartment. Mandi, solat, kemas-kemas barang semua, dekat pukul 7.45mlm baru gerak ke KTM komuter. Masa tuh sangatlah jamn. Tak expect langsung jalan Nilai-Mantin jamn mengalahkan semut-semut hitam beratur nak masuk pintu-lubang-yang-muat-muat-untuk-seekor-semut-yang-makan-pil-pelangsing.

Pukul 8.00pm, sampai KTM. Sebenarnya kalau naik taxi, 5-10 minit pun boleh sampai ke KTM dari apartment aku. Kalau taxi tuh pasang sayap a.k.a bawak cakduh-cakduh (bwk laju-laju dengan mengabaikan undang-undang jalan raya), maybe kurang 5 minit dah sampai. Tapi jamn punya pasal, so lambat jugak. Then kat KTM, beli la tiket ke UKM Bangi. Ingat sampai sana, naik taxi lagi untuk ke hentian kajang. Tapi, tunggu punya tunggu, KTM tak sampai-sampai sampaaailah pukul 8.30pm. Dengan muka yang poyo, pergi lah tanya brother cashier KTM tu, dia cakap KTM batal. Next train pukul 9pm. Itu pun kalau ada. wajib tak sempat kalau tunggu KTM. Nak tak nak, terpaksa amik teksi. Mau 2-3 teksi jugak aku tanya, boleh hantar ke Kajang dalam 30minit tak, dan hanya seorang jek yang sanggup nak hantar masa tu. Tuh pun sebab die kesian bila aku buat muka comel nak naik taxi die... hau3.



Dalam perjalanan ke Hentian Kajang tuh, borak-borak lah dengan driver taxi tuh. Macam-macam jenis lawak die keluarkan untuk hilangkan kerisauan takot terlepas bas, terhibur lah jugak walaupon tengah rungsing. haih! Bila pak cik tuh tengok aku makin kalut bila jam dah melepasi pukul 8.50pm, dia sarankan aku call counter tuh mintak hold dulu bas dari bertolak. Ahaaa, bagus-bagus! Idea yang sangat bagus. Tapi pakcik, takdeeeerrr no counter basss tuh lah.
=(

Then, teringat yang hari tuh naik sekali dengan kawan. Student UKM. So, mintak tolong dia ambik no counter BAS SANI EKSPRESS tuh. Dapat! Terus call, tapi engage sebab minah tuh dok layan FB/Youtube (tak baik fitnah~hohoho.insaf). Tapi memang tak dapat call time tuh, sebab ada tune 'net net net net' a.k.a connection tune streamyx tuh. So, i calls my friends. Mintak dia pass hp kat akak counter & masa tuh almost 9pm lah :

Me : Hello...

Sani : Hello. Awak kat mana ni ?

Me : Saya kat Bangi. Kejap lagi sampai. Boleh tunggu tak ?

Sani : Maaf dik. Adik sorang jek yang belum sampai ni. Penumpang lain dah ada....

Me : Alaa kak. baru pukul 9pm. Tak boleh ker tunggu kejap lagik? Saya pun on the way dah ni...

Sani : Akak taktau. Driver pun mahu jalan dah ni... (sambil diiringi dengan alunan suara pot-pet-pot-pet dari driver)

Me : Pass jap kat driver.

------ Batteri habis!-----

Waaaaaaahhh... jamn, bateri pulak buat hal...

So, pakcik taxi tuh pun terus speeding.. habis undang-undang jalan raya dia redah. Potong line kiri. Potong double line. Bawak lebih halaju. Memang terasa melompat-lompat naik taxi malam tu. Dan alhamdulillah, berkat usaha dan kesungguhan pak cik taxi tuh, selamat sampai lah kat hentian Kajang tepat pukul 9.08pm. Sebelum turun dari taxi,

Me : Pakcik. Tadi pakcik cakap RM40 kan. Tapi saya bagi 50 laa.Lagi 10 tuh saya halalkan.

Pak cik Taxi : Eh dik. Terima kasih...

Ahaa... jemn. Aku ingat die cakap, "Eh dik, takpeee.. tak perlu susah-susah. naaah, ambik balik baki tambang". Okey-okey, tak kisah die tak bagi sebab memang die dah tolong malam tuh. kalau die tak drive langgar undang-undang, rasa tak balik raya haji lah tahun ni. =(

Turun dari taxi, nampak kelibat akak counter tuh kat depan pintu bas.

Me : Alaaamak akak. Mintaaaaaaakkk maaaff.

Akak Sani : Oh awak yang tadi tu ek.... Haa, lambat sampai.

Me : Haah, saya dari nilai. Naik taxi. Lambat sikit.

Akak Sani : Takpe dik... Tapi lain kali cepat sikit. Bukan lambat sikit... tau! (sambil gelak2 comel dengan kepala senget ke kiri sikit).

Driver plak mencelah...

Driver : Kalau dah tau lambat, nape tak turun awal2... ??

Me : Dah turun awal tadi bang. Gerak kul 7pm dari nilai. Tunggu KTM. Delayed. Delayed. tanya driver taxi, memang KTM ada masalah dari petang tadi. Tadi pun ramai lagi orang kat stesen.. Tuh ambik taxi. Jalan plak jemn.. Mintak maaf lah bang..

Eerrrr... penipuan sunat berlaku di atas. Cuba match balik, time aku gerak dari bilik & time aku bagitau kat driver taxi tuh. Ahaaa... Ok, tak banyak pun tipu. Awal 45minitt ajeek..

Driver : Ye ker jamn? tengok sini ok jek. takpelah, naiklah...

Me : Oki. terima kasih.

Selang beberapa jam, semasa bas melalui kawasan gombak....Aku terdengar driver bising-bising...

Driver : Cilaka. Jemn pulak kat sini... Tak pernah jamn macam ni...

Aku pun gelak lah dalam hatii.. wahahahahahaha! Padan mukaaa... Rasaaaaiin looo!

Alhamdulillah, selamat sampai di Terengganu pukul 6.45am hari Sabtu together with Kak Sal, from KL. Fetched by a sweet gurl, Kak Rosni. And thank you for fetching & sending us to our home, Sista Rosni (if you ever read this).!

End.

p/s : Kunun tanak naik kat seremban, jimat masa. Tapi bila naik kat kajang, lagi banyak masa dibazirkan & wang dihabiskan. haih. Yang dibawa terjatuh tergolek-golek, yang dikejar melayang-layang.

Zaarz,
11.11.11

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::~96~:: Memories of School Days Pt 1

I just want to say, I really miss my ol' school FRIENDS.

My classmate. The dearest teachers. The Sweet Kakaks Canteen. The pals from neighborhood school. I could not forget 'em all! So, let's hear out some of the stories during my school days... It gonna be long, but i dont mind if you wouldn't love to read this, dont start, or else you gotta read till the last words of this post.. this post would be boring too, after all it just about some sukaness-dan-dukaness of my life. hau hau~ =)

Emm... Okay, first of all is about some introduction of my SMK. To begin with, right after UPSR, i got enter SMKPA, but got transferred to SMKSS (merangkap kepada Sekolah Menengah Kebangsaan Sultan Sulaiman) after 2 months in SMKPA. After that... errrr... enough with the formalities. sounds like 'ayat-kiriman-tak-rasmi-form-3' pulak. Haaa, SMKSS got a total of 11 class including arabic, musical, and normal class..each of them was arrange by letter K, from 1 to 8, and M1 & M2 for musical. Also, had single & special class which is AA, stands for Arabic. But the names was changed on 2002 (why i was in the form 2 i guess):

[~Taken on 2003 near Cameron Highlands, me in the white holding orange bag.~]

Common class = 8 subject. #K1 to #K8
#K1 - Harmoni
#K2 - Ikram
#K3 - Syukur
#K4 - Yakin
#K5 - Dinamik
#K6 - Murni (not sure)
#K7 - Cekal (not sure)
#K8 - Tawakal (not sure)

Musical class = 9 subject, extra musical subject. (not count in PMR)
Arabic class = 9 subject, extra arabic subject. (counted in PMR registration subject)

Flow of my class during SMKSS :

Form 1 - Enter 3 different class. With the help of Paksu Ki a.k.a cable besar bervoltan tinggi kat SMKSS, dapat masuk kelas arab. But not interested being there, so went into musical class. interested with the extra subject, but not with the students (nano-nano=nakal). At last, i was transferred to common class, 1k8.

Form 2 - 2k5.
Form 3 - 3k3 a.k.a 3 Syukur
Form 4 - 4SS 2 month. SS stands for sports science, moved to bio science class 4SB1/4Ikram due to banyak kejadian pelik-pelik berlaku dalam kelas sebelumnya. Eh, kalau korang kenal Manaf Mamat football state player attacker position tuh also from 4SS. Tumpang pames jap! Hot-Hot!

Form 5 - 5sb1 a.k.a 5 Ikram.

Ol' school does have a lot of things to be remembered of. And i couldn't forget the time when i was form 1 till form 5, every of em have different kind of stories. Let's begin with, ehem.. form 1 :

Form 1 :

Transition from Super Senior of primary school to Bulied Junior of Secondary School. yeah, due to of my physical shape of my body just like lelibed (ok, im not sure correct spelling for that so called lady bird or lady bug), so i am frequently being targeted by those friends of mine, a.k.a the bullier.

[~Stop crying, crybaby!~]

Back when primary school, i was the bulier. Got a group of gang searching another smaller students to show some bully-power by a super senior. But like the ol' proverb said what goes around, always comes around. So in form 1, i got bullied not by a gang of students, but by one delinquent student.

[~What?u need a punch-kiss, punks?~]

I dont know what his problem with me, but always looking for duel especially during go back from school. He blocked me out from the class by sitting in front of the door, always. And everyday. But sometimes i can got away easily with him (yeah, class do have 2 doors. i use another door to got away, but it do keep me sweating hardly). But on that day, he got another fellow 'take-care' front door, and he sitting at the back door. Dang, i couldnt do a single thing. He's kinda big for me. Not to mention his height. After running here and there in the class, avoiding he from caught me, i do feel exhausted. So i cried. The tears coming out from the eyes, and suddenly my anger is going to popped, so i grasp my fist and running straight to him, jumping and give one punch directly on his cheek. wahahaha!

[~yourrrr jerks! Get away from meeee....! Walaa~]

By that, i can running away from him. But, guess what. The story just not ending here, there's moreeee thing happened on the next day. But i saved it as 'history'. =)


Form 2 :

This is where my reputation of "budak cerdik" & "budak-skema" go high. I am not so cerdik at that moment, previously i was from the last class (1k8) from the 8 class.

[~Walaaa...me budak cerdik. yay. neerddiie am i?~]

Got another 3 more class, 2 musical class and 1 arabic class. Other (1k1 to 1k8) just a normal class with common subject being taught. So, in form 2 i got transfer to 2k5, fifth class after obtaining no. 3 out of 35-38 students. (forget the exact number of the total class size, but it might be around that lah =P).

Form 3 :

Cinta Monyet Time. Yeah yeah, it started right before PMR trial. Having gossip with one gurl, name... FA.. she's very brilliant, nice looking and well known family(anak datok koot). I dont know how it is started, consider it happened almost 10 years already. But i guess it comes from 'mulut-nakal-kawan-kawan' when i was having breakfast with them in 3 Dinamik class, which i from 3Syukur, 2 class upper them.

[~More blussseeerrr please, im gonna confess to her!~]

But guess i have many friends in 3 Dinamik, so i went breakfast with them almost everyday. So, the story start when i got locked up in the 3 Dinamik after taking my breakfast in one fine day. Eh, locked up does not mean both of the door were closed, but they (my stupid nakamas) tuh hold me. The conversation is like this la (as i could remembered) :

Me : Wey... lepas laa aku ngek. Aku nak keluarr ni. kelas korang dah nak start.

Nakamas : Ah. Tanak. Jangan harap kiteorang benarkan ko keluar dari kelas ni.. confess dulu.

Me : wtf. ahahaha... malas aku melayan korang. aku nak keluar.

Nakamas : ok. 2 tapak ke depan, putus kawan ngan kiteorang. Confess dulu kat FA, she's waiting you tuh. Pergi duduk depan meja dia, confess.

Me : Bengong. sengal. *$#@!##!. Tanak laaa....

Cikgu masuk, about 10.30pm and class should be start real soon.
Dan masa tuh, ketua kelas bagi salam,

"Assalamualaikum Cikgu"

Aku turut sama, bagi salam kat cikgu diorang merangkap cikgu yang agak rapat dengan aku. Btw, cikgu tuh tak cam aku kat kelas dia (menyorok belakang kawan & depan si FA tu). Dek nak melepaskan diri, aku pun 'terpaksa & memang nak' confess kat budak tuh pun, cuma masa tak kena je... so, pergi menghadap si FA yang tengah duduk atas bangku, aku berada betul-betul di depan meja belajar dia. Then, the confession begin...

Me : FA, sebenarnya saya suka kat awak. (dalam hati kawan2ku sangat bunguks!)

FA : Thanks! (smiling)

Dan aku terus beredar dari kelas tersebut. Ye ye cikgu perasan jugak, tapi die buat selamber jek coz he's also teach my favourite subjects & cikgu tuh agak sengal-lah sikit.. sebab right after he know about my confession to FA, he's always using "Saya suka awak" depan2 aku. Malu okeh!

[~Cilakak, berhenti2 laa gelak oi cik YM smiley!~]

And that was my first confession towards gurl, although it just like jokes, but yeah i means it. Ehem, dont ask about my second confession =P. No ones know. Just me and her at UTM Skudai knows! ahaha! been rejected also i guess. no reply till now. lol!

Ok. Done with part 1. Im gonna saved form 4 & form 5 story under part 2 for tomorrow. Till Then. See ya!

[~Thanks for reading!~]

p/s : i dont know how the idea of this post was started, but there's someone said to me, "Your face when smiling...looks alike Rusydi Ramli". And for that, i remember the same words my teacher said to me. its really similar. the words, the rhythm of voice and also the expression when she talks to me. aha. Only 5 seconds, but i remember everything since secondary school, created from that words. I miss her, My Form 4 Teacher! A fierce one! Laterrr!~

Ikhlas,
Zaarz Awang.

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