aku dah kata kucing ni gemuk dgn pemalas. tengok muka je dah tau super pemalas. yang bersepah belah belakang tu dia la yang buat, dah suruh kemas tapi degil. gemok. boyot.

Narated By 'Abdullah bin 'Umar : Rasulullah S.A.W. said, "A woman was tortured and was put in Hell because of a cat which she had kept locked till it died of hunger." Rasulullah S.A.W. further said, (Allah knows better) Allah said (to the woman), 'You neither fed it nor watered when you locked it up, nor did you set it free to eat the insects of the earth."

-Sahih Bukhari-

[souvenir edition]

saturday. vhat to do, vhat to do. ja. uni rugby team is playing at home. how i would give (almost) anything to get back on the paddock. for about half an hour when i arrived, i drew my hood on the head so as to be unassuming. bad mistake. it was warm. when i drew the hood back, shaisha, in a split second some burly idiot called barry threw his headgear at, ironically, my head. isn't that ironic. amusing eh, did you get it. get it. being hit on the head by a headgear. hmm, ha. "oi ****, where have you been?" then i told him a story about an idiot who couldn't resist taking on the field even when he had an injury, albeit a small one. at the end of the day, that idiot got his ankle broken and his prize was a metal plate. you won't believe who that idiot is.

i repeated the same story countless times. shouldn't have taken off my hood. probably the hair. a french team mate once said, " i can rhecognise your hair fhrom a mile away." after numerous handshakes, shoves, swear words and all sorts if projectiles thrown at me from half drunk men, the coach came to me. "Well, probably we could organise a beer for you Wan. Chuckle chuckle. "

Just being a mere spectator, makes me feel angry, amused, and somehow a bit depressed. I could go to the Melbourne zoo or go back home. I went back home. One mistake after another. Normally, if i'm a little bit on the down side, i will usually eat. Eventhough i'm not hungry, i ate two bowls( i ate in bowls, okay?) of very very oily nasi goreng. Kata tak lapar, macam mana sampai boleh tambah lagi?Hmm. What does that imply? Right now, my stomach hurts. My dad always told me to drink teh pekat if your stomach are feeling queasy. Keep it coming then. Where is this post heading to? Oh well.

[tiada kesedaran untuk perenggan atau perancangan]

there are a few lessons to be learnt today. first lesson, if you do not sleep the night before, do not attempt to solve ODEs and draw a phase potrait. the reason would be that you will make an arse of your lard ass. the best thing to do is skip tutorial and go back home to sleep. 2nd lesson for the day, if you did not manage to catch 40 winks the day before your visit to the physio, try as hard as you can not to fall asleep on the massage table. why you ask. so as not to make an embarassment of yourself by saying things in Malay to a physiotherapy student that is already sweating bullets for his supervisor is breathing down his neck. examples of words that should not be uttered are ; "bawah sikit, bawah sikit. ha dekat situ." "adoi, sakit la. jangan tekan dekat besi tu." "hah? ape?." the last lesson of the day is, after you have been intimate with 3 cloves of garlic, crushing them with your hands, mixing them all around in the marinade and chopping them up like there's no tomorrow, what should you do and do not do directly after that? the answer to the former question is pretty simple, you should wash your hands. here comes the piece de resistance, the answer to the latter question is you should not stick your fingers in your nose. wait for a couple of hours before you go for the gold rush or wash your hands with industrial strength ammonium chloride. if the advice given is not adhered to, you won't be smelling anything else for a couple of hours except, yup you've guessed it, allium sativa or as it is spoken in Bora Boran, bawang putih. Oh and another thing abstain yourself from trying to wash your nostrils under running water, if you have been living a life of kehidupan hidung tersumbat, your cat will hate you.

kenapa muka aku takde keluar pun?hahaha. bajet reti main.

["garcon means boy"]

Alhamdulillah, all praise be to Allah. Now i can walk again.

actually, i can already walk without crutches since saturday. Mr. Physio advised me not to put half of my weight on the left leg. I've been to the city once already. Perhaps, i'm resilient or perhaps too stupid, the latter usually gets the vote any time of the year. Either way, the leg is getting better although i can't run yet. The day i will be able to run, all you can hear me say is "catch me if you can"

for want of a nail, the shoe was lost. for want of a shoe, the horse was lost. for want of a horse the man was lost