About a month or two prior to the exams, the teachers told us that it's an uncheatable environment but I'd beg to differ. We did the exams in a hotel ; excellent condition for doing exams. It was in a room, a huge room. I'd say about 15 rows and about 12 columns of desks in the room. 10 - 15 invigilators. No cameras. Well there's this overhead sprinklers in case of emergency but NO CAMERAS. The examinations that I was doing was not that crucial or important, I'd say quite...important but not fully. If the student in front of you tilt to the left or right, you can see his/her paper.
The above paragraph is totally based on common sense and since common sense differs between countries or culture, your common sense might not be my common sense. *cough* Let's move on....
For some reasons, I feel like I wanna talk about the job as an invigilator. It's boring. Booriing. Giving out papers, taking back the papers, observing the students ooh...noo..invigilating the students. It's perpetual boredom. Nice environment to work in though. I don't know if invigilating is a part time job or their real job is in the British Council or something related to it. Meh...who am I to judge?
So right now I'm just downloading movies, comedies only. Adam Sandler, Kevin James, Rob Schneider, Vince Vaughn, Owen Wilson, Ben Stiller, David Spade oh yeah...let's not forget Jim Carrey. Their works are awesome. Well there are more of the comedic actors/actresses. Critics around the world might say their movies sucks but for those who wants a good laugh, it's perfect.
I'm currently learning this song. I genuinely didn't know that zorro can sing. Hahaha. Anyway, have an awesome summer holiday, for those who celebrate it. No offense to those who don't.
Been a long time eh? My apology for the delay. My exam is in a month time. Aiyoo, why am I bragging here. I'm free for a few days, because nobody is coming to school. Even the brainiacs who completed each task perfectly didn't come to school. We already finished the syllabus so it doesn't really matter. Forget about the school, time loathes me. Rewind a few days back, only 8 people out of 25 came to school and 3 of them took permission and went home in break. I lost hope that day, and possibly there was a big football match. I'm not teasing anyone or anything related to that, I'm not that kind of guy. Every country is different beacuse of their cultures. I know that each people are unique and different individually, due to the environment they're in, their core of personality are the same. That's why, every country is unique with its heritage and cultures.
As you can see, I'm being left out since I'm not taking Arabic, Social Studies and Religion. So all I do is sleep, do my homework, revise a bit and other practical thing you do in class. Most of them asked why don't I go down to the playground instead of sitting in the stuffy classroom. They don't get it, what the hell should I do when I go down. I'm already lonely in class and they want me to go down? I know the quality and the angle is bad, I took the picture secretly and my phone has a 3.2 megapixels only. Live with it.
This is the second most of important thing to say before playing dotA after "Bismillahirrahmanirrahim". If you are in doubt whether you'll definitely win the game or not, better say this. At least you'll be prepared. If you are Apiz, you'll be saying something that only a true gamer can think of.
I checked my dashboard about 2 hours ago. I got a whooping 19 followers. Wallahi I'm honoured. I guess this will be the last post for a month. Do wait for me!
So I just got back in Egypt 3 days ago. You see, I'm an eager learner. We arrived in Cairo around 6.30 pm plus receiving the baggage, putting it in the van, taking it out of the van. Anyway, we came home around 9.30 pm. I was the only who went to school the next day. My eagerness to learn is like the Statue of Liberty. Yes, it's enormous and has the right to be free. That's why you see me slacking sometime. If you want to congratulate me, erm....you might as well do it *wink*
My first day of school after the 2 month hiatus congratulated me with a welcoming suprise. Wanna guess? Cakes? Balloons? Dozens of people praising me? ohohohoh...wrong...wrong. It was a Biology quiz. At that moment, I thought for a few minutes. Should I worry? Should I be sad? depressed? shocked? My eagerness and my self-proclaimed calmness hit me. I told my friends that I'm lucky if I got a mark. Although, I'm happy with what I did even though I didn't revise back and I missed a few lessons. I've an uncanning ability to ace exams. My mom doesn't believe that. She believes in studying for hours like Chatur (Silencer) in 3 Idiots. I missed the mock exam for English and the teacher gave me the paper to do it at home. Another thing, I'm a trusted person, although it depends.
Now the next day. YES, THE NEXT DAY. It was a usual day. Sorry to get your hopes up. I have to copy 26 pages of Math I missed.
To talk about what I did in Malaysia. It was mostly Astro and Durian. For those who do not know what a durian is, google it up. I'll summarise it. It's a fruit with thorns and have an attractive stinky smell. Another thing, I watched "Guess Who" starring Bernie Mac and Ashton Kutcher. It was funny but I wish Bernie did not approve Ashton that soon. I want to see more of the bickering, interracial relationship.
Unfortunately, the storyline is almost the same as "Meet the Parent" and their sequel and prequel. That's why it needs more of the interracial jokes. Let me put up a conversation between them. If you didn't laugh, you do not have a sense of humour like mine.
*Both of them walking to the lobby of a hotel*
Bellhop : Would you like me to take your bag sir? Aston : No, thank you Bernie : What? Afraid he's gonna steal it? Ashton : It's...just one bag... Bernie : Let me tell you something son. Theresa's (Ashton's girlfriend in the movie) grandfather was a bellhop for 60 years and he never stole nothin' Ashton : Hello! *asking the bellhop to take his bag* Bernie : So he's your slave now eh?
*The bellhop approaching* Bellhop : Yes sir?
*Moment of silence* Ashton : ...I.....don't know....
I laughed at that and there was a part where Ashton told black jokes during a family dinner. Haha, movie is a business that will never get old. This is the ending pargraph. So long folks!
My questions has just been answered. I asked my friends a few weeks ago that do they like their current President, Hosni Mobarak. With proud and dignity they unhesitantly replied, "Hell no!". So I started to get curious and asked most of my class the same question. The answer was the same. Then I asked a more clear-headed, smart person who can give the term correctly. He said he that was the cause of the downfall in Egypt, ruling for about 3 decades.
Tahrir Sq.
My friend told me that there was gonna be a demonstration that day. So I thought it was gonna be like a presentation or something. Surprisingly, I was hoping for it, you know I always look at the positive side rather than the negative and hoping it was a 'Happy' demonstration.
I can't recall the first day they demonstrated. Though, the number increased each day, by that I mean the protesters. I think about 50,000 protesters were in Cairo. The whole country is in chaos. A few weeks ago, a Church blew up. Which intertwined the brotherhood of Egyptian Muslims and Christians. The protesters said that they're united, whatever the religion is, they're together to have Hosni Mobarak step down as the President of Egypt which his President career spans for over 3 decades.
That's not the reason I'm pissed off. No, the communications are cut except the landlines connection. Internet and mobile phone connection are cut. Urggghhhh!!! Hosni Mobarak cut off almost everything the protesters need to interact with each other.
The opposition leader is Mohamed El-Baradai. he doesn't go out to the field. He gives encouragement to the protesters and also stated that the demonstration that have begun won't stop until Hosni Mobarak step down. Which will never happen until he dies, Egyptians are arrogant. All of the police have been redeployed except the one is Tahrir Sq. It's been replaced by the army, tougher. Oh yea, Mubarak also appointed to new Vice President and Prime Minister. Think this is gonna work? me neither. The recent news says that he'll be the President till September.
I saw on the news that Mubarak met US President, Barack Obama. They talked and Obama gave a speech saying Mobarak promise to protect Egypt and will be more financially secure. The opposition leader also stated something really obvious and logical, "Egypt need to catch up with the other countries, we are way behind". It just penetrated my mind. The statement is just the bitter truth. The protesters also brought along their children saying that there's a better future for them. We saw the air force planes swifting through the sky. The plane was so low that we can even see the cockpit. I guess it's just something to scare the protesters eh?
Police disguised as normal citizens and arresting the protesters
My whole family moved to the embassy so the evacuation will be quick. My dad already got permission from Malaysia that he can return to Malaysia. You know....this and that...it's not confirmed. We may not even go back. Meh, now that the internet is back, I'm posting this. For those who are in Malaysia that are worried about us, watch the video below. Oh yea, Husni, give back my damn flash drive!
I was just browsing to see if there's any interesting news. There..I caught one. Read the actual news here. I'm not scared though. I think, if Egyptians are racist, they wouldn't offend a south-east Asian. I love Egyptians. Really. The fact that I'm in an Egyptian school gives me the opportunity to observe deeper.
Mean Girls 2. wakakak. Just look at Lindsay Lohan now. Back and forth to the rehab. It's like a second home to her now. After 7 years, the're making a sequel. More of a remake in my point of view. The previous actresses are not there. I predict that the movie is gonna be lame.
Abg Mahdi. Just to start with, his ancestors was Arabs and migrated to Malaysia. I still need to do some reasearch....hmm...and he has to marry a woman named 'Sharifah' so the traditions of his family would go on. I'm kinda vague about his heritage. Correct me if I'm wrong.
Nevertheless, a few days ago, he's been diagnosed with Hepatitis A. He's also been quarantined for a week in a lonely hospital. It's really lonely. It started with a fever, headache...these kind of symptoms. A few days ago, my father joined a club that was created by Husni's dad, a family club. So yesterday, the families that joined the club, went to IBC...yes..the bowling centre. My right hand is still cramping. To get to the point, my whole family went to the hospital but only me and my dad visited him. Luckily, when I was in a primary school, erm....for every 6 months, ambulance came with the nurses. For the flu vaccines and more. I hated it. The feeling when the needle penetrated down your skin, It's terrifying then not now =D. I don't hate nurses, I hate dentists. Arghh, I still remember the moment when the doctor said that he was gonna rinse my mouth with his equipment. Instead, he pulled out my tooth. I wasn't ready for that. Up to this day, I hate dentists.
Back to the hospital, I'll upload a few pictures then I'll continue the story after.
Aiseyyhh...I got a few more pictures, but with this crappy internet connection of mine, the uploading cannot be done.
I wanna talk about the hospital first. We gotta pay an entrance fee to visit the patients. L.E 1 per person. It's suppose to be free. No charge at all. I think the money won't go to the charity or make the facilities in the hospital better. It's his 'Shai' money, meaning tea. We went there while the sky was black. Like I said, really lonely. If were to be quarantined in this hospital, I'd suffer from loneliness more than the disease that I've been diagonosed with.
Abg Mahdi is still in a very weak state. He takes out the blood on his own. The nurses there failed to put the needle properly and missed the blood vessel and the part became swollen. He got a long needle inside his right hand. Making him unable to move the arm properly. The needle is in the flesh. Aaaa. Zaki was there, the cleaner's husband who comes for about 3 times a week. He helps Mahdi if he wants to go to the toilet...stuffs like that. He has NO APPETITE. Even the nurses threw away the food right away. One of his friend was there too.
Anyway, that's it for now. Hope you get better. FIGHTING!
To begin, Agaza means holiday and Iniharda means today. It's Egyptian Arabic. No-one, I repeat no-one speaks the Old Arabic or Fushah if you wanna call it. The Fushah Arabic is only for writing. It's a pain in the neck whenever I go to Malaysia and someone speaks to me in Old arabic. I forgot even how to reply. I'm in an Egyptian school so that I can improve my Colloquial (local) Arabic. The best way to learn Arabic is to be friends with a native speaker. Even in Saudi Arabia, the Arabic is different.
Back to my main point, I finally have holidays. YEHAHAHAHA. Although, the real holidays doesn't start until the last week of Jan and the first week of Feb. They close the school because all of them are having mid-terms. From the 20th onwards they have Arabic, Social Studies and Religion exams. A big exam I may say. SO they're focusing on acing these. While me, I'm not taking those 3, I'm free for this whole month. I now feel a bit superior. Just kidding mate. Still, I gotta workout the upper system.
So I've been thinking of a much better title than 'Behind the scenes of life' and I got one. It's one of my English teacher's quotes. Kinda appealing ain't it? With the 'Homer Simpson' picture just makes it so much more better. Post will be short, just an update to let you know I've a new title and a new picture.
YEHAHAHA. Going to be 15 this year which mean I've to take PMR if I hadn't move here. That's probably going to be one of the most crucial exam. So my friends in Malaysia have to face the exam. Speaking about Malaysia, MALAYSIA WON THE 2010 SUZUKI CUP!!! YEAH! with the aggregate 4-2 against Indonesia. I have Indonesians friends so I think they're pretty pissed. To be frank, that was the first...no..second, the first match that I saw Malaysia played was with 'Myteam'. So it was the second match, big deal. I'm not very patriotic of our National football team. Even with this damn slow internet connection of mine, I still managed to watch the game. After a few days, the match between 'Ahly' and 'Zamalek'. So the day before the game, a lot...and when I say a lot..it's a lot. They asked me are you 'Ahlawy' or 'Zamalkawy' so I said neither. I don't tend to watch Egyptian leagues. For you that might get offended, please close this tab, this is my blog and I can do whatever the hell I want. Seriously, don't get offended.
You know what, this blog of mine is 1 year old!!!! Sanah helwa ya gamii, sanah helawa ya gami, sanah helwa sanah helwa, sanah helwa ya gamii!! YEAYYY!! Give or take, I've written about 60 post. That, from my opinion is a good amount writing for a blogger newbie. I'll be writing more in the future. =D
Take out the 'liv' in the picture beside and replace it with 'Hilmi's blog'. I took it off a blog. This is NOT MY OWN PICTURE. I don't wanna get sued. Enough of this plagiarism stuff.
So today I had a Chemistry exam, a mock to be exact. I'm really pleased with the difficulties of the exam. I like that kind of exam which is slightly hard. My time spent on studying was worth it. Not that kinda exam last year from whom I'm not going to say. It was freaking easy. My time spent studying that was wasted. zzzzz...my brother and sisters are having holidays while my school is still on. Damn I'm jealous.
Anyway, may this year be better than the previous one. That's my resolution for this year. Happy New Year people!
At first I thought it was crap, now I'm beginning to like it. I first heard of these movies when my relatives watch it. It was Full House I think. Maybe it was Japanese. Not the American one. You see, my interest in Korean movies began while one my friends were still here. The majority of people that are watching Korean movies are girls. So she told me she had a Korean drama, so I gave it a try.
Witch Yoo Hee. My first Korean Drama. I liked it. Watch it with my brother though. I'm not that what you call, 'Pondan'. Nooo..I'm not that kinda guy who like, PLSSSS KISS HIM or PLSSS KISS HER or maybe oh...HUG HIM ALREADY. Naah..I don't have that nonsensical feelings or actions. I just watch it for fun. I watched Super Rookie, You're Beautiful, Beethoven Virus and now currently watching Mary stayed out all night. What I wrote was dramas not movies. For those of you who does not know what does 'drama' mean, drama has episodes. Don't think it the other way around.
You know, I went to Sinai nearly about a month ago and been saving a bit of what I've written in a draft. I don't think I'll continue it.
Anyway, a week ago, there was kinda like a motivational speech about 'Hijrah'. You know what, I really enjoyed it. Before I tell you the best part let me just introduce the guest who made a speech, they were two. One was an Egyptian, graduated from Azhar University, Ambassador of Bank Islam Malaysia (I think) to something and is now working in France. The other one was a woman, she wasn't the 'star' in that function, all I can say is that she has masters in teen psychology.
YEAAAAHH! Sheikh Mohamed Abdel Aziz Mahmoud Ghonim. He has my honourable respect. He speaks 4 languages. Arabic, English, French and last but not least....MALAY. Not only that he can 'kecek kelate'. AWESOME. He speaks with a Kelantan dialect. He learned Malay in nine months which he divided the learning steps into 3 phases. He's funny too. He said that he's been friends with Malaysians for 15 years from what I heard. Languages are white gold since time is gold or maybe K...nahh it'll burn. Let's just stick to white gold.
For the other one, nah...I'm not that interested. If you insist, I'll just write a few things about her. She has traveled to many places. She made like an English unit in Malaysia, Dubai and now currently teaching in Egypt for the Azhar's students. I accidentally forgot her name. It just slipped my mind. Which is better than my brother, sleeping throughout the whole function, with his mouth wide open. I doubt if only 1 had taken his picture like that. Must be at least 3.
My dad cut off the internet coz my brother and sister are having exams this coming week. Haissssh...right now, I'm just using the advantage of him forgetting to block the internet after calling his relatives. Once again, that Sheikh there, was the first Egyptian I know that can speak Malay. I was traumatized by the awesomeness. It was truly an inspirational motivation. I gotta do some errands or what lazy people call these days, CHORES. I hardly ever do it.
It's been more than one week since the test had finished. My bad. You know I got a D in German. D is more like a B in Core and the highest grade in Core is C which is 90 above or was it 80 above or maybe 70 above? Nonetheless, 70% of O level is core. Anyway, I just got back from Sinai. Will be posting that on another post and let me trash talk in this post.
You know what I hate the most about that school? The teacher? Noo...The people? Noo...it's coz I can't laugh. The 'Science' teachers explains in Arabic and I'm able to interpret that quite well with my procasnitated brain but when they make a joke, I don't understand and people kept laughing. Now that's sad. Teachers must be funny. Yup. According to my book it is. If the subject itself is a boring one, a joke would have some kind of turning effect but anyhu, I'm fine, totally.
My English teacher. Hahaha..wait...let me catch my breath. He always stick to the English side of his. Anything American will create a disgust look on his face. I'll point out a few. " "Mom"? Is that how you spell "Mum"? That's bloody American. "Mum" is the bloody English". I don't think anyone except me laughed at that. He's not white. Really. I think he's from Egypt but migrated to the UK and his accent is thick enough to get me laughing. Another one, " What do you call it. You go to her house and sleep. Whaaat? Sleepover yeah? Pyjama Party...bla bla bla...very American". LMAO. Again, I don't think anyone laughed except me. What do you expect? He's the only source of humour in that school.
They changed the Math teacher for my class. I think that decision was acceptable and better. I don't know, I got 90/100 in Math which is a C. The previous one gave L.E 50 to those who got the full mark which is 2 people and that wasn't the reason for replacing a new one. I think it's because of the mark. I don't bother asking why.
So the trip to Matrouh was cancelled. One got no air-con and another haven't yet get a check up. For some reason, I didn't feel that down like my sisters did. I don't know, I just had a feeling that I'm not going to that trip. I was ok with it.
Wanna know more about Port Said School? I'm just gonna write randomly. Oh yeah, someday in my life, hopefully, I'll write a book. At least a book. I don't care if it's not published or any other reason but one day, I'll write a book. Whether it's in my 20s, 30s, 40s or even when I'm dying...ooh..that's a will. Suggest me a title. Maybe like 'How to deal with Egyptians' or 'Egyptians around your corner'. Nevertheless, that's the future. Anyway, my fancy name for now is as Mr. Ramsey addresses me, Mr. Malaysia. Hahahahaha...that guy is damn funny. He kept on singing the advert, 'Malaysia truly Asia....'. I'm always excited in his class. You know what, I've been learning insults that I can't even think that it's an insult. No worries, I'm a good kid. It's funny meh. I could write a short book for that. hahahah...nah I won't use it unless it is needed. I chose German. It's not that hard coz it's very similar to English. Although, Pakis would do better in pronouncing the words. Aiseyyhh...getting the past papers is a pain in the ass. I have..I mean my dad has to go to that place over and over again. I can go to that place by a taxi but you know, I suck in memorizing the roads and lanes. If the driver don't know the way, that's another thing. All I know is '3allatool', 'Yemeen', 'Shimaal' ..etc. So to dirext the driver the right way is a problem. I have free periods everyday. I'm not taking Social Studies, Arabic and Islamic Studies coz it's in Arabic. YEAY! I have more time to revise.
Woohoo..One Piece is the BOMB! I love Anime & Manga very much. Bleach...you disappoint me. Screw you Tite Kubo. Naruto is in the 'boring' state until Naruto and Sasuke fights.
So, it's been 2 weeks since I started schooling with Egyptians. From a no-Egyptian school to an all-Egyptian school is pretty dumb ain't it?
First day of school in a new school is always the hardest. Finding new friends, where's the toilet and the list goes on. What I like about that school is, they only wear a red Port Said t-shirt and a gray trouser. Yup, that's it. So I arrived at 7.45 a.m. Haih...first day of school and already got stopped coz of wearing another trouser. So I had to stand there for like an hour till the Headmistress came. Ouch, let me tell you what she's like. The face is EXACTLY the same as the on in PISC. The only difference is that, the one in PISC walks slowly and doesn't raise his voice but the one here...Egyptian style....you got the idea. She started to kick students out of school coz of wearing the wrong uniform. I stood there, intimidated. Luckily, she took it easy on me and asked to buy a new trouser coz that day, I was the only foreigner. I got lost while finding my class. Haih. When I finally arrived, I checked which was my class, a or b. OMG. My full name is Muhammad Hilmi bin Johari but I omitted the 'bin' part to avoid curiosity and confusion. You know what, THEY FREAKING EGYPTIAN-IFIED MY NAME!!! From Muhammad Hilmi Johari to Mohamed Helmy Geniry. C'mon! WTF is that. How can Johari turned to Geniry? I wrote my name CLEARLY on the form. Haish.
Second day, I was on the hot stool/chair..etc. Means that people kept questioning me. I thought I was the only foreigner there but luckily, 2 Vietnamese will suffer with me.
Now about the teachers. Phy, Chem and Bio teachers all write notes in English but EXPLAINS in Arabic. Phy is 50% Eng and 50% Arabic. Bio is 25% Eng and 75% Arabic. Chem is 2% Eng and 98% Arabic. I'm screwed? I thought Class 9 here is taking O-level but no. It's Class 10. Have to stay another year. I got a lot of free periods but I can't get out of the class of course. Arabic, Social Studies and Religion are the ones I'm not taking. I don't know about IT and German. German? YES! They gave me an option, it was either French or German. So I took German and now I've to write an essay about 40 words in German. HAAAAAAIHHH.English teacher is AWESOME. He's from England but has an Arab blood. He's so damn funny meh. He's the only guy that speaks FULL ENGLISH except for the Literature teacher, the ONLY EGYPTIAN THAT SPEAKS FULL ENGLISH. So that took out some weight that I've been lifting for 2 weeks.
So I made a few friends. As you all know, I'm not that rough. Egyptians here are...haih...arabs. You know what, hardly any of them speaks Eng. Most are from National. Oh yea, I'm in Port Said British School. zzzzzzz...the past papers are just too many to solve. Very thick also.
So far, so good. I'm beginning to like this school even though football ain't there. P.E is only 1 period per week. Mafish football and we can't stay after school.
So last year, my cousin...erm..actually his 'rank' is higher than me and I'm suppose to call him pakcik en...but I'm a month older than him. So no pakcik arr. Anyway, he's now in Maahad (i dunno the rest) and he told me that there are a few of students from SRAI BBB. With no hesitation, I asked him what were their names and a few recalled back the days. Syamim also has a Facebook, so I thought he added them and he did. Want me to show the pictures first or my story? I'll put the pictures along the way la en..
So from Class 1 till Class 4, I was schooling in Sekolah Rendah Agama Islam Bandar Baru Bangi, SRAIBBB for short. I never liked that school coz I'm late every time. Usually the bell rings at 7.45 a.m after that, the late comers will have their name written by the prefects. I'm one of the guys who had their name written every single day. Haih. Tough time. The school usually ended around 4.30 p.m. Wanna hear a funny story? I went back home USUALLY at 7.30 p.m. Sad life till I was in Class 3 when my brother joined me. So at least I had company at that time. So what I did was, while waiting for my dad to pick us up, I went to sit under a tree, next to the sewage pipe, helping the teachers...etc. so many stuffs la en. That's one of the reasons why I lke schooling here coz I've the freedom to go to school and back home anytime I want. So that's the thing that I really hate about it. For those who have been my classmates, I'm always the quiet guy. Don't believe me? Ask somebody who's been my classmate. So, out of the 40-50 students in my class, I'm the non-popular guy...and still am. I chose my seats to be at the back. Oh yea, at this school, they divide the classes. Kinda like 5a and 5b but they divided up till 5. They divided it according to their grades. So the fifth one would be the lowest. Thankfully, I got into the top class every year. But aaa...If you are in the top ten in this class en, you're considered to be intelligent. I got into the top ten for like, twice. I know, sad. Full of smart people meh.
That guy, he's the guy I talked about when I said few recalled back the days. This guy is freaking intelligent meh. Respect! He USUALLY gets the 1st position, if he's unlucky, then the 2nd. Never have been an exam that he got the 3rd and below. I got really just a few friends, not above than 23. Hardly even I talked to any girls in that class.
The name recalls back something. I didn't really get to see her picture coz you know...girls this days. Taking photo with some friends and edited it till no one can see anything and stuffs like that =D no offense. Oh yeah, I had been the Class's head of the sanitation or whatever do you call it. zzzzzz...I got the trick. They don't choose you by how well your hygiene is, but how dirty your shoe is. SCREW THAT. When I got into class 4, out of the blues, the class teacher selected me as the class captain. So, an unknown guy turned into not-so-unknown la.
He replaced me as the class captain when I had to go to Egypt. Yeay! So, I'm beginning to find more of my old friends.
She remembered me!! took me a while to remember her. But yeah, so I'm thinking more of the ex-sraibbb still remembers me. Anyway, have a good day!
For the second day, we only went to Alif's house. The pictures are awful. My bad. I was just playing with the white balance. hehe..the thing that amaze me was that, Alif's dad got like a...nasyid group to entertain the guests.
Quite cool nawww. URGGHH!! my tooth hurt at that time also. zzzzzz..Now I'm chewing from the left side. aaa..why does things have to hurt when you desperately need it the most?
For the third day, the picture ain't that bad. Tooth still hurts. I finally am happy. You know the abg Faizal in my previous post, the one with the hantu thing la en. I finally got and awful yet amusing picture of him. He didn't laugh a lot that day coz the camera was on him the whole time. hehe..won't post it here la..go check on fb..if I post it here, it would disrupt his reputation or no...??
Short post ma. Anyway, thanks for reading and keep the Raya Spirit in ya.
First of all, no pictures are to be posted here coz they are on my fb. Actually, I like to celebrate Raya here than in Malaysia. Yes, in Malaysia you have relatives and you can play mercun ma. But my family is more of a 'safe' side. Everytime I went to play mercun with my neighbours, my makwan would say, "Long..jangan la men mercun tu. Tak tengok berita kat tv ke..sampai putus tangan dek mercun tu". So, I'm not into mercun since I grew up like this. Well, in Malaysia...3 or 4 days before raya, we went back to my dad's hometown. I didn't like it there coz hardly anyone gives a duit raya or angpau. So everytime I say, "bah...pakcik ni xbagi duit raya la...", a pinch to the arm were given ( and yes, I'll probably remember every man/woman who have given me duit raya as a sign of respect. I observe everything). Then after 10 days staying at Kg. Bintang, went back to Kajang. This was the actual Hari Raya to me back when I was 10 and younger. Now that I'm a bit older, I now understood the concept of duit raye..ooh..sorry...hari raya. I used to count back my duit raya everytime someone gave me and hoping a RM1 would popped out of nowhere.
The reason why I like it here coz, I feel like every Malaysian in Egypt unite on that day. That's the feeling la en. While back in Malaysia, it's just some guy who lives in that area and went to that Masjid. erm...that's the main reason why I like to celebrate here.
Anyway, yesterday we went to Arma to have the ceremony, sembahyang raya and all of that la en. My dad said that the satay of the second round is not fully cooked. How the hell should I know, I just ate like 17 of that. Next, the warden of Arma invited us to his house. Lemang was their main menu but urghh..my stomach couldn't store that at that time. After that we went to the Kirk's..rumah pakcik Shamsul meh. We arrived at his house like 1 and a half maybe 2 hours before Friday Prayer. Actually, I have a photo of someone la en..the photo was badlt taken by me..not that the picture is bad..he was 'eating' something la en..but I won' upload it to fb. ANyway..only me, my bro and my dad went to Brunei Ambassador's house. My mom and my sisters stayed in the Kirk's. Aiseyhh..I regret eating that satay. I used to have a friend from Brunei but he went back and so I was alone. Then we went back to the Kirk's and stayed up till 7. haha..from 5 till 7, people kept coming. So that's it for this post.
So, just a day before Aidul Fitri, I got that sexy camera. YEAYY!! Oh yea, I tested it when I went to the Duta's House again. I ain't uploading it here but you can check it on my Facebook. Still a beginner meh. Anyway, my dad bought it from a student in Tanta. The package has a Nikon D70 (and charger, usb connector), you know the thing like..to blow dust and a Yashica MG-1. I don't know, it went with the package or was it a gift? Anyhow, will take months before I can completely learn the buttons.
Oh yeah!! I got pissed at the 50 mm prime lens. I have to get back really far to take a close-up picture. Help me with this question. Why when I want to take a close-up picture, even when I press that button it doesn't work till I have to get back a few steps? Answer pleasssssssseeeeeee.....
A 1976 camera. Cool ain't it? I have a problem too with this one. I can't open the part where to put the film in. That's it.
Now let me have an awesome time with my arsenal.
SELAMAT HARI RAYA. Forgive me for now if I ever said something that offended you and let me know coz amma do it unintentionally again. Really. Forgive me.
Today's my birthday!! Yeay!! I got a freaking broken guitar without knowing how did it break. It went like this... zzzzz...so..right after I had arrived yesterday from pakcik Wan's house, I noticed the top part cracked. The next morning, unknowingly, the top was chopped off. zzzz...It hasn't been a year and it broke. aah..that made me want to shed in tears...nah...let say...that I'm fantasizing that I'm shedding my tears. Anyway, what past is past. *still fantasizing that he's shedding tears*
My distant relative who studies here in Alex visits us about once or twice a year. We call him abg Sopi and his real name is Fitri Dazman, that's way off. Oh yea, lemme tell you a funny story that dated back in 2007. I dunno, I was 10 maybe 11. Let's cut to the chase. Me and my bro bought a pc games called Future Games whatever la en. It has like 10 games inside. We bought coz it has Fifa 07 maybe 08. That wasn't the case, so we tried it and the stupid cd didn't work. I don't remember exactly but you need some key or the installation gone wrong..haih. Anyway, he came on that day. He saw us screwing at the cd and asked and bluntly decided to help us out. So, the three of us went to Alfa, the place where me and my bro bought that useless cd. So we told the guy that the cd didn't work and he tested it on his computer and awesomely it didn't work. So he said that you can get your money back by giving him the receipt. I said I don't want the money, I want another cd of the same price but still I had to give him the freaking receipt. Aiseyyhh...I'm not the kinda that like to keep receipts as a souvenir and the cost of the cd was only 15 L.E maybe 20. I didn't really think about the consequences at that time. Blablablabla...he called his manager and he checked the record list, you know the items that had been bought. WTH, my item ain't there? so abg Sopi said, it was only 15 L.E, not a big deal. He refused and refused. Then someone called him. We stood there like a helpless morons and abg Sopi made the first move. He took both of the cds, the one that suck and the one that I wanted to exchange for. He began to exit the door, accelerating in every step and when we got outside, we ran. True story, I'm telling you. If he took the one that I wanted to exchange for, he'd think that we stole it but both, maybe his employee put it back on its place. WAAHAHAHAHAHAH....to hide my face from shame, I didn't go to Alfa for a year and a half.
Another story la en...you know the bus incident that I mentioned earlier, amma spill it out. OK, as far as I remembered, it was a one-day trip to i forgot la. Amma cut to the chase. I met this guy who knew my dad, his name is Faizal. His trademark is his absurd yet rare laugh (freaking loud ma). Anyway, on the way back to Cairo, Husni told a ghost story. I sat next to him. Before I move on to the story, 3/4 of the people inside the bus were females. Ok, back to the story. I was keenly listening to his story and looking straight in front of me. Suddenly, Husni started to hold my arm..so I was like WTF. He kept on telling la en. Boom! I got shocked a little. Another this time he was talking about some old witch wearing a RING!!! Ya Allah. The driver stopped the bus, turned on the lights. The whole bus was like OMG! So that Faizal walked to where the sound had came from. zzzz...I screamed. Was a loud one. zzzzz...while the bus continued on, I could hear the kakak2 giggled. kekekekeke...That was humiliating. Up to this very day, that Faizal, whenever he approached me, he will say..."takut ngan paip air eh..".."takut hantu eh..". There is a different between getting unknowingly shocked and scared of ghost. But if you see the video below...who doesn't? WHAAHAHA...*laughing to myslef*
I'm really sorry for this inconvenience delay. So I'm just going to mix all of the events that's going to be mentioned here in this post.
't was about a week ago that I went to the Duta's House for iftar. Many came. The eating part wasn't the best part. The 1st floor got me all warmed up. To pray we went upstairs and sejadah and everything is up there la en. The kids made a wrestling game on that floor while people are praying ( VERY RUDE, but there is a door that kept the kids apart). LMAO. It was and awesome chaos. I took pictures which is on my Facebook and a 7 min video. Oh yeah, I tried to upload it to Facebook but due to my slow internet, that made the uploading near impossible. So me, Oh I wish I could put a few of the pictures here but I'm lazy to wait. Anyway, I lay down and all of that fancy moves to take pictures. Frankly, I'm awfully sad coz the video explains everything.
Then, after a few days, Malaysian Independence Day had arrived bringing all of the happiness of the people in Malaysia on that day. I'm not saying other days excluding that day we have civil wars. erm...you got what I mean. So I uploaded about 170 pictures on FB, you can check it out. I won't upload it here. Anyway, one of the guy in the photography course nudge me. His name was Aufa. If I didn't have a friend name Aufa, I wouldn't have gotten the joke. I'm not really sure if Aufa is a boys name or not but you see, we had to introduce ourselves to the guest host and when it was his turn to speak out his name, everyone giggled. I think I got the joke. He also asked, "Dah beli Nikon D-70 (ek?) blom?". So I said not yet la en..then he replied that I have to buy it quickly or I'll will lose the feeling. One of the things that had occurred that day was, ermm...I don't really know what to say but guitarist, drummer and all of that oh yea, and a singer presented with songs. I didn't really care if the singing sucks or not, what I care was the guitar beb. After the event had finished, they let me try out the guitar. It was the greatest feeling man, for now. I just played a few songs that I know just to test it out. Oh yea, the pictures are screwed up, BIG TIME. If I put this mode, the pic wouldn't be blurry but it'd be as dark as an oil spill. Another mode made the picture quite bright but is awfully blurry. I didn't really care, all I want was to show the pictures to my relatives in Malaysia. After the singing and the demonstration of Silat, we had to sing again, everyone sang. Like tanggal 31, bulan 8, 57. That kinda song for Independence day. Then when the clock hit midnight, everyone yelled "MERDEKA!, MERDEKA!".
About what I'm doing right now? well, I'm just practicing my guitar skills and currently watching Hotel Mania on tv3 (the website). Pretty cool, I might say but it reminds me of High School Musical. It's a musical series.
And please give a minute of your moment for Pakcik Usop who owned a cafeteria here in Abbasia who lost his wife and child/ren during his staying here in Egypt. They got murdered and I don't really understand, they found the bodies dead in the bathroom and what was the cause? Al -Fatihah...
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