Facebook Withdrawal

Mostly everyone has facebook. Although I acknowledge that it is a good tool to keep in touch with friends and family, it can also be a very very dangerous. It has also become a place where you stalk friends, or friends' friends or your family members. Don't pretend you've never done that before, I admit that I do. But that's all I do. I don't go saving their pictures and send them to other people. (Usually in the case of celebrities!).

During my exam period back in June, I decided that I would deactivate my facebook account. And so without giving it a second thought, I clicked on the button, and walla it was gone...Coincidentally, it was also around the time that the bloody JEWS decided to raid the flotilla heading to the Gaza strip.A few friends asked if I deleted my account in support of Gaza. I would sound a littttttle bit cool if it was the case, but unfortunately it wasn't.

I initially thought that I would log back in a few days later, but it went unnoticed after 2 days. I went online less and sinned less from the lack of gossips. Hehe.Anyway, I know a lot of people who cannot live without facebook and are addicted to it. But I can proudly say that I am not one of them. The only reason I logged back in after 2 weeks was because I wanted to see the pictures of my brother's engagement.

Okay cepat teka, which brother got engaged?



Nope, not the one in the baju melayu! The one in the baju melayu forever must dress well on every occassion! Hehe.

Congrats hor.

Such is life nowadays, you need technology to keep in touch . I get wedding invitations from friends through facebook, I keep in touch with my lecturers through facebook and yes if you are not really my close friend, I will still give you a birthday wish. But now I have something better to give you!

But no, despite being able to go mobile! (My HTC Hero is now unlocked fully!), I just can't be bothered to be online 24/7. And I ain't not FB addict!

ps-all facebook pictures are taken by me. i may allow you to use them with my permission!

They ain't heavy they're my brothers

 Masa aku kecik-kecik dulu (walaupun tak lah kecik mana dari segi saiz), aku selalu teruja dengan abang-abang aku yang dua orang tu. Sebab apa? Sebab dia macam-macam. Event yang paling aku ingat (walaupun aku ni memang jenis yang ingat banyak benda nostalgia) ialah bila Abang Nombor Satu aku cakap dia nak bagi aku dengan kakak aku pencil box. Bukan calang-calang pencil box. Pencil box ni, boleh intercom abang aku, kalau ada orang jahat datang nak kacau aku, so aku tak payah risau. Sumpah, happy gila, tak sabar nak show off dekat kawan-kawan kat tadika yang aku ada pencil box yang sangat cool dan abang yang sangat protective.

 So beberapa hari kemudian, aku tanya lah lagi " Afeq, mana pencil box tu, kata nak bagi" Dengan penuh keasyikkan dia cakap, "Tunggu , pencil box tu tak siap lagi, kawan Afeq tengah repair lagi ni, nanti pencil box ni, boleh tekan lagi satu butang, nanti helicopter datang amik Mimi kat tadika". Kau rasa apa yang aku rasa?

Terliur, terngaga, dan masa tu aku rasa abang aku dan kawan dia ni, memang cool gila. Tak sabar gila nak dapat pencil box tu. Dan untuk beberapa hari lepas tu, aku tanya lagi. Dan tanya lagi dan tanya lagi. Last-last dua orang abang aku ni balik dari sekolah. ( Aku pergi sambut dekat pintu pagar time tengah hari lagi ok.). Dia bagi aku satu botol kosong bedak Johnson and Johnson. Dan abang nombor dua aku bagi aku cokelat Apollo.  Kau rasa aku nangis tak yang aku kena tipu macam tu sekali? Aku pun tak ingat, sebab bila abang aku bagi Apollo tu, aku macam ha ni lagi best. Boleh makan. Ok tipu je sebenarnya, sebab aku tak ingat apa jadi lepas tu.

Masa aku kecik-kecik dulu, aku rasa Arwah Tok aku selalu pesan kat abang aku dua orang ni, diorang kena jaga adik perempuan dia baik-baik. Sungguh lah mendengar kata, abang nombor dua aku ni yang selalu tolong lukiskan gambar untuk kelas puisi aku. Sekolah Sri KL tu macam-macam  kelas ada.

So setiap minggu abang No 2 akan lukiskan dan setiap kali dapat A, Cikgu bagi colour progress chart dekat depan. Suka woah sebab nampak pandai, progress chart bercolour-colour. Sampailah satu hari tu abang aku pergi camping ke mana, so aku terpaksa lukis sendiri. And guess what? Bila pergi kat cikgu hantar lukisan untuk puisi tu, cikgu tanye " why is your drawing ugly this week?"( I swear she said ugly, sebab tu aku masih ingat). Terkedu. Terdiam. Tunduk malu. Confirmlah cikgu tau selama ni orang lain yang lukiskan. So untuk pertama kalinya, aku tak dapat colour progress chart sebab dapat B-. Kau tau tak perasaan aku time tu? Malu and marah sebab abang si no2 tak lukiskan gambar untuk kelas puisi.