Imp & Codon Bleu

Where oxymoronic algorithms are scribbled

Statistic shows that a person speaks up to millions of word per day. Ok. Thats a lie, I dont know the actual numbers but who cares?? Speak more plox. That wasn't my point. What I was trying to say is, do you really think before you talk about something? The significances, consequences etc²? Me? I dont. Well, I sucked that part.

Fyi, tongue is sharper than a blade, says a politician. Indeed. Tho another politician said that action speaks louder than word, sometimes the words speak louder.Hurm, lets cut to the chase. What I'm trying to say is, THINK before you speak. Hahaha. I suffered from the curse already. Let me tell you a story of mine. Once, I saw a lad. This lad, he loves to wear tight shirts. And so, I bad-mouthed him ; "What's wrong with this dude? He thinks he's sexy??". Ouh. shoot. Now, I even bought few shirts of that kind*smothering thingy*, and WORE them few times. Ok. My bad. I have a bad mouth. rofl.

Lesson learned : Do not bad-mouth people. Even if you wanted to, try not to be like them.

And here's a sip from my private life:

I haven't introduced a new member of my family yet; my nephew. He's gorgeous. He has the look of my brother, Irfan. Fat layers under his chin make him looks similar to my brother when he was small. Er. I forgot the correct spelling of his name. Due to this, I'll just upload a picture of him instead of doing shameful act. Ahh. Can't wait to see you. I SOO WANNA MAKE HIM MY APPRENTICE. Seriously. Don't blame me bro, you dragged me into this path and I'll repay it to your son. :DD. Can't imagine him represents Malaysia in WCG@World Cyber Games.
"Uncle, how did you get GODLIKE in like 15minutes??".

See. He has the look of a gamer. Future GosuGamer.

Postscript: The word Gosu stands for professional*Info.*.

I don't know what've gotten into me because lately, I kept thinking of marriage. Hurm. From my observation people do spend a lot on a wedding and this has became a tradition since then. Since when? Since people are afraid to be called 'cheap'. I laughed when my bro said he wanted to arrange his wedding in the holy month of Ramadhan ; people can 'tapaw' their lauk ofc. Nothing wrong ait?? Ooo yeah, there's always a catch; the word 'cheap' is fearful! I do fear that word ; it's like having a ghostly doppelganger who follows you to your grave. :S


Everybody's cheap. - Russel Peters

Regardless of his racist jokes, I still like him ; he speaks the truths. I concur with his notion that everyone's cheap. Why shield up your petty self by wielding a 'parade' when you can't even afford it? Why borrow money from other when you can cut the cost? Now this is called a pure wastage. This day you spent 20k just to impress people. Tomorrow you'll be daunted by money. I do afraid for bringing up this topic ; how will my marriage be? Will it be grand? Or as mediocre as ever? Will there only be 'bunga telur' and 'sirap' ice?

Moderate. Be moderate. That's what the prophet Muhammad taught us. Just for this once, be a King who dislikes luxuries. Be teh odd one. The odd one who doesn't even care bout what people think.

But now, I'm facing my biggest problem, I cant seem to be able to contain my lust. Er, towards DotA meh, yellow thinkers! I'm trying to be moderate. Moderate. *keep on chanting the word 'moderate'*. Dozed off. Btw, I'm apolozing for not being able to reply comments. T T. You'll understand when you have a vexing internet connection. :D.

Smile can be deceitful. I’m not being prejudiced, but I can’t let my guard down. Moreover, I’m defenseless against phony expression of politeness. The one thing that can bleach a man’s masquerade is money. MONEY. And so, I had to cheat while haggling. I had to lie. I had to.. I felt bad about it even though it was my last arsenal. Nevertheless, greed is good*’Blizzard’
quoted this!*

“Enta minen?*where are you from?*”

“Min indonezi…*from Indonesia*”.

The going got easy after I uttered the two words. =__=.

Aaaa. Btw, taxi drivers are greedier as new faces appear profusely. *sigh*. I’m afraid that the cost of living in Mansoura will peak to its highest possibility.

I had to cut the cadar my beloved umi made, just to fit the oversized mattress. =(.

I feel like keeping a trash here. I don’t know what to be fitted in this blog apart from “I woke up with a great feeling.”, “I think she likes me!<3”,> and bla3x.. Pfft.. Nvm, just click the x button up above. I keep posting in this blog just for the sake of my mom. =). She knows how to open this page. Unfortunately she don’t know how to comment on entries. Hehe. So it’s like a one way
interaction. =).

Pray to god that I can find a better thing to be discussed here. Aiyark..

Oh. Sekarang saya sedang berjinak dengan tablet baru. ~___~. Disebabkan kekhuatiran atas tidak tahu mahu buat apa di masa lapang, maka saya telah memikirkan ide untuk menjadi kartunis andainya tiada hospital atau klinik yang mahu ‘hire’ saya di masa muka kelak.

Tablet. Signature aku sungguh hodoh. Tolong ajar camner nak coin a better signature. =(

Quarter of a year.

Greetings.

Lama pula blog ini tidak ku sentuh. Ahhhh. Nak tulis dalam BM, tapi pakai baku ku rasa janggal pula. Nak tulis dalam pasar, macam biadap. =.=. Nvm. Regardless of what language I'm writing in, my love for you 'Bahasa Melayu' masih tidak terhingga. =).

Im going to board the plane in less than 24 hours. T T. My 3 months dah abes. But this summer is just fantastic. Tahun nih x rayer kat mesia lagi, namun dah rase bese. Ouh, few days back I went to Paris. Malas dah nak type, maka hanya mahu paparkan gambar sahaja. Thx bristol-lites for your good hospitality provided. Au revoir. Gambaremashou.

*nape aku bace macam perempuan punye writing?? Aiseh...*

Gustave's
Killing two bird with a stone. X yah g NY. agaga

Invalides







Arc de Triomphe


Disneyland


Sacred Heart


Kubur Chopin(one of the greatest pianist)

Milo sumtin namer bende alah nih.+___+

I can be monalisa too. =(


Menghayati art.

I swear, I didnt watch the show. I see no evil!

Notre dame? Notre damn? forgot.



Mosquee de Paris. Oldest mosque in Paris.

The hostel.


Charles de Gaulle Airport.

Bristol Airport.

The chill wind of summer embraced me and so I quickened my pace. Those drunkards were really good for nothing, walking effortlessly, stumbling on their feet right before my eyes. It wasn't really a good scenery. But I already prepared the phrase "People here are good, affable. I kinda like it here.." as a pretext whenever someone asks me bout it. I abhor their habit, drinking habit in particular. When they drunk, they yell noisily. I saw countless drama too where the girls were seen crying in front of their Bfs*masalah rumah tangge kowt*. Yesterday, there were two sluts quarreling and got carried away*dragged into an action-packed scene, involved slapping and pushing*; with one of em' ended up falling on the ground, the other one left nonchalantly. Ahaha. Grotesque, yet amusing. I love it.

Romadhon's great. Islamic Society here is doing a great job, everything's like clockwork. Free food for ifthor, I love it. Few days back, I met a doctor*during ifthor*. He has been working in bristol for almost two years, a graduate of a medicine school in Newcastle. His salary is nice, 3k pounds before tax. Sadly, he has to pay 800 pounds monthly to feigning needy jobless-single-mothers, drunkards and yeah ; to provide a better life for the people here, says the government.

"So far, how many percent of your gained knowledge*during internship* have you applied?" asked me.

"Almots like 1-5%" answered he.

That is unbelieveable. So, whats with the struggles? =.= . He gave me a piece of advice, "Do your best in gaining knowledge". Sounds cliche', but I'll heed his words. Komapta.

I have to admit, Egypt's medicine schools are not as great as Europe's. This fact keeps bugging me. Will I be a good doctor?. Will I....? I guess I have to wait another 5 more years. =). Regardless of the 100% chance on passing examinations*xDDD*, I'll try my best to be a good, diligent, hardworking and *etc2* student. Ima go over the hills. So, slamat bersahur, berpose, berbuke, berayer and fly. Dan kepade pelajar2 mansoura, slamat pulang ke mesir.

"Tuntutlah ilmu dari buaian hingga ke liang lahad" - Imam As-Syafie'



Tumpang sekaki daaaa