MRT HUNT : #jomnaikmrt

Nama penuh MRT is Mass Rapid Transit. Dalam satu journey boleh masuk estimately around 1200 passengers. Ramai la… Journey dia dari Sungai Buloh ke Kajang. Kalo tak silap ada 31 stesen in between tu estimately around 5+ KM. Rasanya~ p la google. Tak ingat la. Sekali imbas je baca kat screen TV dalam feeder bus. Tapi yang open sekarang hanyalah Sungai Buloh ke Semantan. Yang ke Kajang around mid next year.

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1st Day:

Stesen Surian -> Stesen Mutiara Damansara.

Kesah nya nak p lunch je kat Sunway Giza, memang takde plan pun. Nak tukor CIMB card, offline~ suh tukor nya kemain! Tengah makan tu mai idea nak try MRT yang baru sehari kot berjalan. Lagi-lagi cite nya free ride. Perghh… Join the hype la kami.

Stesen MRT depan Giza is Stesen Surian. Stesen Kota Damansara yang depan Hospital Tropicana, hokey… Jangan terpedaya. Mohon.

Our first trip smooth je… we pun sangat la excited… Tak ramai orang pun dalam train. Kami dengan gaya cik kiah senah yang sangat selekeh aboard the MRT ke Stesen Mutiara Damansara which took us dalam 2minit je! 2MINIT! I repeat… 2minit! Leisure gila! 

Since Stesen Mutiara Damansara stop dekat Surian Tower, kena menapak gak la nak masuk The Curve. Takde hal bro! Tapi, kalo hujan agak lencun gak la… Macam semalam. Pedehal, bawak je la payung kalo hujan. Kalo xde, p beli kat Daiso, RM5.30 including GST. Hahahaa…

Macam biasa, aku tengok ada orang dok park motor kat tempat parking OKU. Sivik guys… Sivik… So, untuk berbaik sangka, kami assume je owner motor-motor tu OKU.

Balik dari The Curve, we tried the feeder bus yang dok dekat Stesen Surian tu. Feeder bus ni tugas nya yang macam aku paham is jalan pusing dalam taman-taman or kawasan yang lagi mendalam berbanding the usual RapidKL. Yang aku paham laa.. Jgn la percaya sangat sbb pemahaman aku ni kadang-kadang tak berfakta pun.

Campur dengan baru lepas hujan, berkabus… Fun kot! Lagipun the staffs; MRT staffs dan feeder bus driver were helpful, bagitau kami information yang kami nak tau. 

Feeder bus dan MRT are free sebulan, so sampai around dalam 16/01/2017. Pastu caj la… Ingat PakJib nak bagi korang naik free forever ke? Feeder bus fix price is RM1.

abaikan muka macam tak mandi tu. Siap pakai spec! Nerd gila.

2nd Day :

Stesen Kota Damansara -> Stesen Pusat Bandar Damansara -> Desa Sri Hartamas (feeder bus) -> Stesen Bandar Utama -> Sambal Hijau, Kg. Penchala (feeder bus)

Parked kete depan D’Shire sbb feeder bus lalu situ untuk ke stesen. Plan dari Kota Damansara nak p makan kat TTDI, tapi dah masuk stesen tetiba tukar idea nak ke Publika. Kemon… Free kot. Pedehal… Free.

Nak ke Publika, we kena guna feeder bus dari Stesen Semantan bukan Stesen Pusat Bandar Damansara. But, kesah nya dalam keterujaan tu kami salah turun stesen dan juga sebab tak familiar trip feeder bus lalu kawasan memana. So, kami makan angin je la dalam bus. Bus yang kami naik ni lalu Desa Sri Hartamas, The H, OldTown sume tu. Lalu Pusat Sains Negara, ada dinosaurs weyh… Aku jakun yang amat! Dinosaurs!

The pro kami salah trip ni, kami jumpa a group of senior citizens auntie uncle yang ramah gila. Tetiba kami jadi tourist guide tak berbayar. Dalam feeder bus depan One Utama pun de old uncle yang ramah. These kind of things remind us betapa multi-racial nya Malaysia is dan we all live peacefully with each other despite berbeza religions, races and cultures.

Sebab kami dah lapar plus salah naik bus, the idea changed again. Tu untungnya free ride. Kami bawak RM18-RM20 je. Kahkahkah… Sebab dari morning run sbnar nya. 

Impromptu gak ni. So belek route map, tengok de ke Kg.Penchala. Pe lagi… Sambal Hijau la… Berbekalkan RM18 dan baju sukan. Hahahaa…

Nak ke Sambal Hijau, turun Stesen Bandar Utama, amek feeder bus yang menuju ke North TTDI. Dia stop betul-betul depan Sambal Hijau tu. Balik pun tunggu feeder bus kat situ. Sat je tunggu… Tak sampai 10minit pun.

Tapi today MRT cam de hiccup sikit. Dia stop lama gila tak gerak-gerak dekat Stesen Bandar Utama tu. Aku dahla ngantuk. Penat. Dah jalan, dia stop lelama lagi dekat Stesen Damansara Mutiara. Pasaipa ntah. Hiccup. De la couple senior citizen yang kena berdiri macam kami. Kesian kot. Yang lelaki muda-muda kami tengok duduk je buat tak nampak uncle ngan auntie tu. Kami tunjuk depa dgn harapan dia bgn offer seats kat uncle auntie, dia tutup muka! Perghh… Takde teloq! 

Again, here… I honestly remind you guys to be more ‘beretika’. Tak salah offer seat pada yang lagi tua or even pregnant ladies. Kot ye pun tak belajar sivik dulu, simpan sikit adab tu untuk masa depan. Juga tertakluk pada parking untuk OKU. Kamon… 

And also, gently reminder, please be careful. Tadi depan kami nyaris de yang tersepit pintu train. Ni bukan lift/elevator yang boleh tahan closing door pakai tangan acah-acah hero drama korea. Bahaya weyh. Bila dia bunyi nak tutup pintu, tolong jangan hulur tangan ke nak lompat keluar dari train ke. Takyah. Takyah. Kalo betul-betul tersepit tadi, mau aku yang trauma setahun.

Akhir kata, kita tengok la betapa lama orang dok excited nak naik MRT ni. Pasni aku nak buat FoodHunt pakai MRT ni. Hahaahahaa….
P try. P. Shoo. P try.

 

AMBIVERT I am.

During my school and uni years, I always thought that I was an introvert. I was out of place, I guess. I do not really remember what I did then except for being in the library or surrounded myself with books. I should be crazily intelligent but I am not. Hahaha. I should be the straight As student but I seriously not. Even I wonder myself. Something is wrong somewhere.

Then, puberty hit me. Maybe too hard since I become more and more confident in my own skin, eh I mean myself. I become more cheerful and outgoing. I overcame my shyness and I found myself became more comfortable being amongst strangers. I concluded that I am an extrovert. With no doubt. Heck yeah~ I am fun. Lol. See, I am patting my own shoulder now.

After having too much fun during my yesteryears, I still do enjoy being in the crowd but I do not really fond being the center of the crowd, I love hanging out, talking about nothing laughing over every small childish stupid things with my friends but I am not really comfortable to hang around with unfamiliar faces.

As much as I enjoy being outside, socializing, at the end of the day or the week, I desperately need to be alone. Doing exactly nothing, or everything. Hence the reason why I choose to live alone rather than living with housemate. I watch whatever TV programmes that I want without being judge, I can read my books while drinking my coffee… I even spend time cooking my own meals, doing laundry and even going to gym alone.

The BEST of all? 

I do not have to wear pants or properly dress while being alone. I can sleep wearing my birthday suit and no one cares.

This 9gag summarised my perfectly alone times.

So guys, by all the proofs and statements above, I… Once and for all… Hereby… Declare that I am no introvert nor extrovert… But an AMBIVERT, little both of both sides. 

Yes… I am greedy. Dont hate the game, hate the player instead. Hahaa…

FAIRYTALE ON A RAINY DAY

Not ‘Boston Tea Party’. If u know what i mean.

Dan…. Pelayaran pun bermula…. With imaginations and dreams… Of a kid.

Pictorial story telling…

Hmm… Should I translate it to english? 
Ahh… Malas ah.

Movie version.

Gittewww….

MIRACLE

When Trump wins the election, enters the White House, be THE president of USA…

Those are the moment I believe anything can happen, Nothing is impossible, visualise more, miracle still exists eventhough it might takes a very longggggggg road…

This is the moment….

I decide…

It is not impossible for me to marry Xiumin…

Or…

Luhan…

Or…

Chen.

Greedy much? Hahahaahaa….

LOVE OVER BLOOD

CATCH ME WHEN I FALL

Masih ingat Luhan?

Whom I used to adore before I cold-heartedly love Xiumin more? Well, I still like him. I do.

This is him.

This is Luhan. Lu Han. DeerLu.

And that was his ‘translated’ new song’s lyric since he is Chinese… And he sings in that language…And I… know… xie xie only.

Meaningful song. I tell you.

It was like a damn whole story of his life.

This is him and my Xiumin. 

MY? 

maigod… I am obsessed!

Thank you to the one who translated this “CATCH ME WHEN I FALL”

I will catch you, DeerLu. Straight to my heart.

Eh, ter’pickuplines’ plak.

Hahahahaaaa….

Be good, Lu. You’ll never let me down.

Eventhough I obviously adore Minseok more, my phone’s ringtone was “Lu by Luhan” before most people said it seems quite sensual for a ringtone. Now “That Good Good” by Luhan is my go to ringtone.

I love you too, Minseok ❤

Luh-heeeeeennnnnnn~

Nah, youtube link. Jangan lupa sambut Luhan bila dia jatuh. He is too cute to fall… Alone.

https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=bcHsWONb27o

Credits to the gif and pictures owners. Not mine.

FUTURE to be seen

Sometimes I wish, I could foresee my future,

So my sleepless nights are bearable enough for my mornings.

So I know my worries are no longer valid.

Then I can protect my heart from being broken, over and over again.

And for the future to tell me that I wont be alone.

But… What if, I am doomed to be alone?

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I do not know how stupid I was for keep believing in LOVE after being betrayed so many times. Is this faith? Or plainly stupid?

RANT-ing

Love is a commitment.

Falling in love is like taking a leap of faith, believe the person we give our fragile hearts out to wont betray us.

It is like praying. We convey our problems and gratitudes to Allah in our prays, and it takes faith for us to leave our problems in His hands believing He will take care of it. 

And He does.

Really.

He does.

Life is not that easy. The ups and downs of it will consume us in no time if we let them to. What make it more bearable is the family;that stands behind us, rooting for us and friends that walk beside us, supporting us all the way. Those friends that hold our hands, pat on our shoulders, hug us to encourage us. 

Come on. Just one more step and you will be there.

Look, I am here with you. You are not alone.

Thats what I am talking about, girl.

I would like to have that kind of friends, especially before I take my leap of faith.

Why? 

Because, knowing my personality, I am type of person who will isolate myself when I am unhappy. The sadder I feel, the more I isolate myself. The more I isolate myself, the deeper I fell into un-real world that I create myself. Why in the first place you guys think my obsession over Xiumin started?

That is how I protect myself. Sometimes, I fall too deep, too deep even me myself do not know where the bottom, the pit ends. That is torturing.

I kinda begrudgingly accept that my love for Xiumin is lil bit unhealthy now, but… I need it now.

My friends.

And…

XIUMIN. LOL.

I really like u, kid.

Hahaahahahaahaa

WECHAT KIDS

Wechat kids

Definition : Bunch of kids who definitely have the ability to spell words properly since they all went to school (perhaps from the tender age of 4years old) yet refuse to use their spelling skills in order to look more hip, cooler than cool.

Trust me.

You look… Hmm… pain in my brain.

Come on. Abbreviation, simplifying certain words, grammar… Are fine. As long as we, human can read it without having to wriggle our little brains, or tails. Eh?

I hate to use my brain for no purpose.

My life is hard enough.

Please do not make me to.

I want to be normal. Once and for all…

“Mat Ri Ye” 

Please… Do not “Mat Ri Ye” me. I do not fond being seen as a dumb girl.

I kinda have pride in my not-so-genius-IQ.

New language? New trend? Come on… I have tons of language I want to learn. I am in fact still struggling with my Japanese Language and now I have to learn Korean too (anything for you, Minseok). Hahaa…lol.

Do not make my brain suffers more.

Please be kind.

Or at least…

Do yourselves a favour.

We all want to look like having IQ of 141. At least.
Kids, your parents sent you to school to learn ABC and spelling for a reason.

Quiz : What is “h73 4wucK” supposed to mean?
Me :

See? Even Xiumin does not acknowledge it. Do not dare ask me the answer. I DO NOT KNOW!

Satu hari

Ku jeritkan pada Tuhanku

Ini bukan yang ku pinta!

Ini bukan hidupku!

Aku mahu lebih!

Kaki ku bentak.

Huh, ego.

Sombong.

Ku hentak kaki merengus pada Tuhan ku.

Pada tika itu, Satu yang ku pikir

Tuhan tak butuh pada ku.

Aku lupa,

Langit yang berpaksi atas ku,

Bumi yang ku hentak ini,

Kaki yang masih sempurna melangkah ini,

Nafas yang ku sedut,

Makanan yang aku lahap,

Makpak yang sayang tidak bertepi,

Adalah milik Tuhan ku.

Pinjaman!

Dan Tuhan perlu patuh padaku?

Andai Tuhan dengar pun, Dia akan ketawakan ku.

Kau tu hamba. Buat cara hamba. Taati Aku. Ikut ajaran agamaKu. Aku tak butuh apa-apa selain keabadian padaKu. Malah, Aku ampunkan dosamu, Aku sempurnakan hajatmu, sedangkan kau lupa siapa yang mencipta dan memilikimu.

Nah sekarang…

Siapa yang butuh siapa?

MIMPI BERPAKSI REALITI

Bila kadang mimpi lebih nyata dari realiti,

Mana nak ku tuju?

Langit mana nak ku junjung?

Bumi mana nak ku pijak?

Dahan mana nak ku gapai?

Berpaut?

Ganti bulan,

Makin jauh jatuh dalam mimpi,

Realiti?

Mimpi?

Mana beza nya?

Mana tugu tanda nya?

Realiti nya,

Kesembuhan jiwa yang dibutuhkan.

Dalam sujudku ada tangisan.

Mana arah?

Mana destinasi?

Hidupkah kalau paksinya badan berjalan tanpa jiwa?

Bila hati kosong tanpa rasa?

Bukan ini realiti nya…

Demi hidup,

Demi jiwa,

Bawalah aku ke mimpiku, Tuhan.

Biarkan ku diam di sana.