Round up.... wrap up!!

Okay... it's been a while...

I've been studying hard from April to mid of May and I manage to complete my 2nd semester final exam... *sigh*... I must admit that I'm having difficulties to cope up with 4 subjects this semester compares to 6 subjects taken on previous semester (last year). I think I made a mistake here and there. Because others take a huge advantage over me and I'd left exhausted to keep the rhythm of the course.

Anyway, Alhamdulillah I'd passed again *wink*... the result aren't that good as expected but I'm officially qualified to commence the dissertation project.

In addition, the struggle of final exam comes to the top level when I found out that my contract as Science Officer will expire and they decide that there will be no renewal of my contract nor to make me a permanent staff.. It's just so heartbreaking because I'm gonna lose my job and I'll no longer have a stable financial support. I haven't received a proper one month notice and the letter only come 1 week before actual date of termination, to make it worse the date on the letter are fucking "backdated"... I'm seriously oppressed by their acted, management and decisions. Hope God will deal them good enough to make them suffer. Don't call me childish but yes... everything is unforgivable. Sorry....

So, during the exam week... most of the time I'd acted quietly... like a mental disorder kid after get her ass kicked in the asylum and try to do everything on my own.. I do have my study group but I only joined them if I'm ready for any conversations and questions. I hope they understands me..... I thank God, I'm wiser enough to realize that there's a big exam coming up and I'd depended on my "emergency" determination to performed as good as I could..

Alhamdulillah I'm passed... Thank you Allah

So currently, I'm jobless right know... with nowhere to go... The dissertations will commence on September and I need to find some fund to pay the semester fees.... Please get easy on me Lord!

Insyallah, I'll post up special rants about my previous Birthday and of course my current "love and friendship" story.... so stay tuned ;)

If I can divide / transform / enhance myself into..............

Not sure if the title above looks appealing to read but then who cares...

Please excuse me for being sarcastic / pessimistic / opportunistic / realistic / or hurm...... "doom-stick" I'm having a worst day for 2 (TWO) months and counting..

and I'm "look forward enough" to check-in any nice asylum or rehab ... first class like Britney Spear.. or maybe Steven Tyler... or maybe a a bit lower class like Lindsay Lohan and I'll pick the pink boas and step a strike like Macy Gray maybe...


or maybe I must start to rhyme The Napoleon 14th -

"they coming to take me away haha.... they come in to take me away hoho... hehe haha........ to the funny farm where the life is beautiful all the time... and I'll be happy to the men with clean white cloths ... and they're coming to take me away ha ha" !!!!

opps.. now I'm getting carried away..

okay let's get back in track...

to begin this maniac manuscript .... I must begin with this...

I'm freaking pass all my 6 Master's papers !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!


*woot* *woot*

To pass all 6 subjects with above 3.0 in CGPA, in barely 3 months is a BIG deal for a working peeps like me... having the ass working non-stop by dealing with different kind a "job" every single day ... yes I'm all worn out.... and live in worrisomeness thinking that my kidney couldn't heal in estimated time given by the urologist... as it has to bear with my stress e.g less eating, less drink, too much eat, too much drinking.....

err... not that kind of .... err collapse

(emm.. I mean drink the plain water, not cracking to beer or wine, the drink that makes me go <("O")> like a fish is one and only, Gatorade!!!!),

or maybe I'm harshly too active and lack of rest, .. or maybe, anything that makes the kidney "shivers" with the pressure huhuu!

Unfortunately I'm not happy for too long as everything is getting tough and tougher... I'm currently in a bad shape... boo hoo... why can't I stays happy for a longer time?... why must I suffer and always feels sad for fucking long time...



well the beginning on March is my ultimate crash as a fallen angel.... I was rate badly over my working performance and I'd demand an explanation over it.. as I'd work hard, restless, too much worked, hospitalized due by it and be professional as I can be... but seeing the score is like sending me to my capital punishment... Although the score as been altered once again... maybe miscounting or they just being negligence.. or maybe they want me to be "marked" that way... but the turbulence I'd felt, still growing in my heart and the scar marked permanently... I'm sorry I'm hurt...

I wish to write more currently... but allow me to re-con-structure my mind as I've to bear my mind to some of formidable challenge comes to me recently... and I'm in complete mess...

If only I could automatically divide / transform / enhance into supreme being. ultimate warrior, engineered structured genes, infinite intelligence.... but that belongs solely to God

However like other human... we have our own system of procedure (SOP), because we are always experience "troubleshoots"... sigh!!!!

*ahem ... where's my boa feathers??????*

Rejuvenated... I wish ;p

Hello readers (seriously?? It's like I'm talking to myself ;p),

4 months I'd leave my beloved blog-sphere... it's 4 months ... tsk... tsk.. tsk...

I didn't except to make a come back in here.. I think that I'd died and reincarnated as a person that's extremely pathetic on writing something in blog. The moment I was in hiatus, many things happens in my life... oh, I wish I could squeeze a little time to write about it in here at that moment.

I'll try to make this fits all the story that I would like to share on what's going on in my life lately.. so sit tight, grab some coffee and read my post

THE BROKEN STRINGS OF LOVE

Few months ago, I'd shared to you the stories of the "guy" that I'd my crushed on and how the crush finally "crash" when I'd seen him with his girlfriend. So I've gotten myself another sad news.. He's finally ENGAGED !!!!! When I'd heard about it... I was motionless, I don't know what to react... If I'm really pathetic woman.... I would cry myself for "losing" him... But I didn't cry.. with God's name. I haven't seen him quite a while until 3 weeks ago we'd bumped again somewhere near my office. At first, I didn't catch the glimpse of him. He looks different with his Baju Melayu. I'd stared him and he stares me back, no smiles comes out from both of us... it's like we haven't known each other... a very cold and sad moment indeed. Anyway he looks good... I keep thinking, can I really let go my feelings towards him and throw it away and never comes back? His face keeps flailing in my mind and recently I'd keep hearing his name in the other office department although he wasn't there... I was hoping it was a coincidence but it's start to annoys me and makes me missed him badly. *sigh*

ADMITTED TO HOSPITAL

I've been admitted to hospital in mid-September due to Kidney stone. I was in the hospital for 5 days. Two days before, I'm having a great Iftar hours at my friends house. The day after the event, I'd started to feel painful cramps on my left waist and having a uremia moment. I didn't know how I'd gained a strength to bring myself to hospital WITHOUT getting help from anybody. Honestly, I didn't get enough rest due to laboratory affairs and worrying about career rather thinking about myself. I would like to say thank you to all the people that had visited me, sms me and prayed for me... I'd learn something about friendship and foes. People only come to you when they really needs you, but when we're in difficulties.. they didn't care about you a little.. Call me paranoid or spoiled but can't you spare a moment to show your concern to your friends???

F*ck You !!!!

OFF THE ENGINES?

I think I couldn't control my emotion nowadays.. That's why two weeks ago I'd started to crying, yelling and screaming to co-worker (because he's such an A**)... I'm extremely tired of it. I keep thinking that I'm actually doing physical abuse to myself... Last month until todays, I'm too exhausted... I'm having flu for 3 weeks now and never eat any pills because I'm freaking busy. Nobody wants to understand my situations... I'm fighting hard not to collapse :(

THE LOVE TYPHOONS

One of the biggest "event" that happens in my life recently is that people thinks that I'm fall in love with a two guys on the same time. I'm so washed away by the "love" gossips ;p. So, I'm here to clarify my relationships with these two special mens;-



The first person "Y" is my friend for 7 years, but the last 4 years our friendships is getting closer and closer because we're in the same class, Since then we'd been studied together and hang-out with him very frequently. 2009 marks the year of our reunion after nearly 2 years we'd walked away from the university and embracing our new career ;p .... People had questioned our relationships because we're "too close"... Erm, not to buffer the arguments but yes, we're actually getting very close now. Compare to our friends in the study group, only Y and I are single ;p .. What can I say is, our relationships had reach the "plateau" level of so-called very closed friendships. We'd shared lot's of things together. He's my partner in crime and he has been there for me through thick and thin. But I didn't see the long term relationships as a real couples or getting married with him. Let God's decides what the best for both of us.

The second guy "W", is the man that I'd meet at my friend's house during Iftar session in Ramadhan. Although it's our first meet, he's obviously being a gentlemen by offering a helping hand that I didn't asked for it (because I prefer doing things by myself)... Of course my friends and I were shocked by his gestures and my friends said I'm very lucky that I'd meet a man that treat me nicely. I thought... after the Iftar gathering we will not seeing each other again. Until I'd been admitted to hospital two days after Iftar session, he is my first visitor by making a surprise visit on the first night I'd been warded. Of course I did sms few friends including him about my admission to hospital... but I didn't expected to receive a visitor "very quickly" (4 hours after admission).

If you asked me when is the real "time" we're both hook up.... I would say it happens after Eid-Fitr after he'd returned from London for a trip. We went out few times and attend few friends occasions together. I'd introduced him to Y *laugh*.... both are friends now. Lately, we haven't meet each other due to hectic schedule, we hardly have time to call or sms... you name it. After the gossip rises, I'd sensed that he might stay away from me. Maybe I'm paranoid about it. Until he'd make a surprise appearance at my friend's daughter birthday party. His concerns on me never change a little... Although he didn't reply my sms much.. he remembers every detail in it very well. Like "Y", "W" is a best listener, I'd enjoyed the communications and he'd been open minded about himself, families matters and lifestyle.

I'd lost my grandmother last two weeks and "W" is the only person that I'd called and to cried about it. I knew that he can't helped much but I hope he will understands it because I'm too brokenhearted due to many bad things happens to me few days before my grandmother's demise. Last Saturday (the day he'd attended at the birthday party) the first things he'd asked to me is how am I feeling. Me.. after 7 days of grieving still can easily cried about it. But I choose not too. Before he left the party, we look at each other. I knew he'd sensed my sadness... I knew he wants to give me a comfort hug (if he's my husband can hug lah). Luckily, I didn't ended up over reacted, with God's name... I rather not to talked what had happened next hehehe.... ;)

But, I'm still single by now and I'm grateful to know these two mens. Both are my friends. I let God decides over my fate.. I can only choose. But I believe that there's gotta be somebody for me out there.

MASTER

Unofficially I'll pursuing my Master's Degree in University Malaya around mid-December. I'll taking course of Master's of Engineering (Occupational, Safety and Environment) or Master's of Engineering (BioMedical)... I've got two offers for the same faculty and decided to look for the elective courses... Engineering?? Scary !!!!

Bloom in the vein as it's........

Boy.... It's been more than a year I'd turn myself as a career woman. Few days ago, Abah handed over the Convocation letter for my Bachelor Degrees (Bsc. in BioMedicine). I can sense that he's happy while receiving the letter at his office. Mom is already seeking for a new tudong's to wear at the convocation next month. Finally after a long time waiting.... I'll wear the prestige "Chimere" @ academic robes for the second time. I hope that I'll have another opportunity to wear it again for Master's and PHD's convocation.. with God's will *smile*

Last year, I keep thinking that if I'd make a huge mistake by choosing to work instead of pursuing Master. My smile gone a lil' sour when seeing few friends went abroad and doing the Master's program and some of them doing MBBS. While me, earning myself some good money as I need to clear out few debts and enjoy myself (Yeah right.... ;p). But, I still "feels" that I'd left behind.

No..no.. I'm not tripping myself and let the envy cultivated the brain. My economical situation leads me to other options. I'm not ashamed to say that money that makes me go around... merry go around.. merry go around.... but now I'm a little bored (still I'm flat broke). In "grateful" I say to God that I don't want to be forever like this. There is something missing in my purpose of life. Not something that leads to becoming greed and powerful. There is something about "Medical Research" that needs me grow new passion and keep learning.

Seeing my other cliques that holds her Degree few years back and still doesn't have an opportunity to furthering her study in Master and she's "dying" to do it to. But the opportunity weren't on her side until today.

My cliques say enjoy your life while you can before you're ready to commit yourself in relationship (it sound like a commit suicide to me). 30's in the new 20's (because in your 20's you're still flat broke and shamelessly mama's boy / daddy's girl, in 30's if you're still looks spoil like a children.. please smack your ass ).

I don't consider myself as daddy's girl because both Abah and me, we are always have something to argue. By the age 16, I'd decided to study abroad and he's disappoint over my decision. By the age of 18, it is me who still decide to choose my study path. (The decision is very crucial as the I'm entering a different field from my SPM background which is entering Medical Research instead of doing Electric & Electronic Engineering in SPM). Although I've to bear with study loan afterward. Abah had sold his motorcycle for the pre-science fees before I get the full loan and Abah pays the monthly car loan for 4 years until I'd take it over few months ago.

In few teens blog I'd read quietly, they mostly rants about an itsy-bitsy assignment had nearly screwed their mind for not "having a free time". What about Le Grand assignment, what will happened if you pursuing Master's or Phd's? Assignment will comes to you like flies and maggots. Interesting thing that I found that sometimes the teens wondered why in the heck their choose that particular field for their Diploma's or Degree's and how they feel regret of doing it? Please children.. take a deep breath and always remember that you'll stop learning until the day you're death... a real death, not "legally death" to allow you to be vitrificate with Cryonics Dewar full with liquid nitrogen in hope you'll extend your live and get your "disease" cured in the future. Reminds me of Vanilla Sky thou'.....

My eye brow's raise as some teenager crying in vein because that when they had done bad in SPM makes them loosing a "friends" and "worlds":. WTF ??? I'm doing bad in SPM too (although none subject's fails) and I get back up from after a harsh judgment. Just leave those nincompoop and force yourselves to work better and better for your future undertakings.

I'm not praising myself. As I've gotten a little "cuckoo" for doing my Diploma and Degree in 5 years non-stop. Ignored for not having a "good time".......

Okay... okay.. I lied... I'm having a good time... I'd become Vince Chong's paparooootzziiiss for 5 years and retired. Pity.... Something that I do for fun <---- Duh... it's still something fun to do ;p Within this two months many of my cliques starting to show their interest of direct selling. Wallets, bags, slimming girdle (Like I'm wearing currently), textiles and many. Some had shown their remarkable progress and some are still doing it slowly. Me, still watching and learned few things from them. At the moment I'm not interested with the direct selling stuff specifically MLM. I'm trying hard not to get influence on the wrong side of this kind of business. The good thing is, if you really focused with MLM... you're gonna be damn rich. More than our Prime Minister or few CEO's wages. Within 2 years you're already switch to a brand new car. A lament tag-line for MLM. MLM people loves to take their picture and show off with their eye popping car... you'll see it on the brochure and paper at least. Oh... talked about their face smirks , now go ordered your gold platted casket...... opppsss ;-p Now.. let me dream to be rich... muhahhahhhahh

Raya and Rants

As-Salam and hello to all readers, what a surprise *smile*.. I'd stated before that I'll be offline for 2 weeks. Apparently I'm able to online in my Uncle's house @ Sandakan. Hence, it's a best time to tell you guys about my Eid-Fitr journey in Sabah. I prefer to type this post with a short point.



Before Raya

1) Like I said before I must catch flight to Sabah by 7.15 a.m. Honestly I didn't sleep. After sending parents at 4 a.m last Sunday, I go straight to Pasar Tani behind Giant SS 13 Shah Alam. My bad, the pasar is in their worse day. People marching around buying stuff as the it's the last day before "raya". Even the clock shows 8 o'clock the temperature is too hot than afternoon. Some dudes got bad B.O... and it nearly kills me.

2) Back at home I try to get some sleep... Sh!t.. I got terrible migraine.. not sure if I'm asleep or awake.. or maybe I'm floating somewhere. I did accidentally leave the tap water open for 2 hours ! after washing my car.. luckily it was in a small flows (or.. did it?).. Gee I'm afraid *shriek*

3) While the migraine still fondling around in my head, it effects my activity of packing my luggage. The 1 hour stuff become 4 hours. I bet my Bro is already loosing his patience... sorry dear.

4) While arriving in the airport, people movement is getting heavier. The worst part is... it's the Sandakan counter that makes the heavy que.. arggh!!!! Guess what.. I've to wait for 45 minutes just to check-in at the counter... not forgetting... There is one girl bring the same type of bag (red polka dot) like my bag... Oh my, hopefully we didn't switch our damn bags !!!!

5) Waiting at the departure hall makes everyone crazy... the flight is delayed for 30 minutes. Everybody looks like they want to chase the windows side of the plane. I thought I can walk faster because I'm in the earlier group.. but then I ended up in the middle group. My boot sucks !!! Luckily I got the windows side.. huhu

6) Why in the hell LCCT tend to put the Sandakan flight on the last gate ????... people have to walk nearly 1 KM just to catch the plane... People mostly fly to Sandakan.. can we have a shorter route to the plane itself? Bleh !!!!

7) Nothing problems after deplane. I still can recognize my polka dot bag. Yay !

8) One hour after deplane at Sandakan.. the journey continue to Kunak, Sabah.. another 3 hours torture.. ummm. Luckily it's dad who drives the car.. hehe

9) We arrive safely in Kunak.



While Raya

1) I didn't go to cemetery to visit my grandfather's grave. Some bad karma happens after visiting grandfather's grave 3 years ago.

2) I'm glad to see my grandmother in her good condition.

3) Grandma's home is really a real kampung's house... behind her house is a small "jungle". On the first raya, I'd saw two enormous fat PIG scratching their back at the backyard of her house.. I mean... they really fat ass !!!! Unable to snap a photo.. they ran away when see me. My cousins tell me... there is also some monkeys disturbing their roof, eating the plants and fruit, bitting the cable everyday. While staying there. I'm no see a monkey.. I guess the monkey sense that there is someone full with sneer @ growl of monkey-evil wraths in the house that makes their afraid to disturb.

4) While visiting relatives, I hate some aunties teased me by saying that I'm a f**king fat. Don't they know what a fat people really feels, since they are fat themselves??? At one point.. mom compare me to my cousin who also in the house, looking which one is fatter. I think mom secretly enjoying her clans teasing me so can she stand in the crowd by saying she "beautifully maintain" konon nye ???? People always like to look people physical appearance. Sick !!

5) One aunty jokingly link me with her gorgeous son (okaylah.. handsome). He's blushing when his mom "saying" that (so do I haha). With laugh Abah said, I don't want to marry a guy from the relative.. well.. well.. he speaks my mind after all.

6) With the age of 24, people look at me in a very different perspective. Good God I already have a stable career.

7) One uncle in Sandakan encourage me to pursuing Master Degree. I will.. I will..

8) I'm currently in Sandakan after 3 days in Tawau.. not sure of upcoming event. I'll be back Tawau on 9th October.

9) Most of you know about the disaster happens in Lahad Datu-Kunak road. 15 people kills after a freak accident. That scene happens 2 kilometer from my grandmother's place. We did see the remains of wrecked car and vans when we are on the way to Lahad Datu to visit other relative. We didn't know that all victims involve are all dead. Rest in Peace to all victims.



After Raya

To be continued....

5 minit sahaja....

Mei... sepatutnya menjadi bulan kegemaranku setiap tahun.. Tapi tahun ini.. aku rasa amat agak pelik. Mungkin sebab aku dah terbiasa tidak menyambutnya ataupun aku rasa umur 24 tahun nie menjadikan aku berbeda dari diri aku dahulu.

Bukan aku menganggap ianya akan memberi kesan negatif buat kehidupan aku. Aku cuma rasakan.... anjakan "paradigma" mereka berumur 24 tahun nie adalah suatu yang agak sukar diceritakan... mahupun dibahaskan. Seolah-olah aku perlu mencari sesuatu sebagai persediaan untuk menjadi wanita berumur 25 tahun kelak.

Tapi apa ?... mencari teman lelaki ?... aku tidak kisah pun kalau tiada... Mempunyai kerjaya yang baik ?.. aku berdoa agar aku mendapat kerja tetap di tempat aku bekerja sekarang. Adakah aku bersedia untuk mengambil Master ?... Bersedia atau tidak aku meredah sahaja kesukaran belajar (seperti yang berlaku ketika aku mengambil Bachelor Sc).

Tapi aku tahu bahawa aku perlu membebankan diri aku lagi dengan hutang PTPTN dan MARA. Aku terfikir bagaimana keadaan rakan-rakan ku yang menyambung pengajian di bidang Master dan M.B.B.S. Tentunya perasaan cemburu itu ada kerana mereka kelihatan gembira menyambung pelajaran di luar negara. Dalam hati aku, aku pun mahu juga menjejakan kaki ke luar negara.

Persaingan untuk mendapatkan sertifikasi tertinggi dah mula menusuk ke dalam tulang keras semua manusia. Semakin tinggi pengiktirafan semakin "bangga" seseorang itu. Aku pun mahu juga mengambil Master dalam masa terdekat. Tapi sumber kewangan aku tiada. Mungkin ada hikmahnya

Hari ini aku berkenalan dengan seorang Pensyarah yang agak senior yang datang untuk temuduga di tempat kerja aku. Sebagai orang berpengalaman, sedikit sebanyak aku mendapat peluang untuk mendengar pandangan beliau mengenai situasi pelajar sekarang.

"Orang yang mendapat CGPA cemerlang... ramai yang tidak dapat mengadaptasi suasana pekerjaan," kata beliau.

Aku tersentak.... aku ingat orang2 yang mendapat CGPA tinggi @ valedictorian mudah untuk survive dan mereka selalu di padang tinggi oleh masyarakat kita. Belum sempat aku bertanya, beliau menjelaskan....

"Orang-orang yang berkelulusan sederhana adalah orang yang paling berjaya di dalam pekerjaan. Apa guna kalau cemerlang teori tetapi gagal menyesuaikan diri di alam pekerjaan ? Tipulah sekiranya mereka tidak ada sedikit perasaan "hebat" kerana mempunyai kelulusan cemerlang, sudah berani mendabik dada dengan kelebihan mereka".

Aku bertanya apakah yang membuatkan beliau berkata bergitu. Dia menjawab...

"Graduan zaman ini tidak ramai yang mahu bermula dari bawah. Tanggapan mereka apabila mendapat Master mahupun Phd. Mereka sudah boleh besar kepala dan tidak mahu belajar dari bawah. Saya sudah selalu melihat perangai2 mereka ini. Setakat mahu buat Praktikal di Hospital sudah mahu tunjuk bahawa.. dia sebagai Dr. perlu dihormati. Bagai mahukan first-class attention,"

Beliau bagaikan faham dengan situasi aku yang terpaksa menyimpan keinginan untuk menyambung Master. Dia berkata.

"Adalah lebih baik kamu bekerja dulu dalam setahun dua kerana pengalaman itu perlu sebagai bekalan Master nanti. Jangan terlalu fikirkan berapa gaji yang akan kamu dapat. Tapi fikirkan setarafkah kamu dengan wang yang akan diterima. Saya takut kalau gaji saya RM 4000 tetapi pengalaman saya tidak sehebat gaji. Kebanyakan graduan zaman sekarang berlumba mendapatkan Phd. hanya semata-mata mahu mendapat gaji yang hebat. Tapi realitinya.. mereka mundur kerana kekurangan pengalaman kerja. Kualiti menjadi graduan yang banyak pengalaman sudah kurang. Graduan kita sekarang lebih bijak dalam teori sampai setengah mati menghafal nota-nota, tetapi apabila bekerja .... tiada kualiti yang dituntut !!!"

Aku tersenyum sendirian... terasa diri ini tidaklah di anak-tirikan dengan "tuntuan dunia" yang menghasut pemikiran orang-orang bahawa.. pelajar2 Valedictorian adalah insan terunggul dunia dan terpuji. Virus-virus serta sindrom Valedictorian sudah terjangkit dalam masyarakat kita, sekiranya tidak cemerlang.. ibubapa akan bermasam muka dan membanding-bandingkan diri kita dengan anak2 yang mendapat keputusan cemerlang.

Bulan Mei ini juga menyaksikan beberapa teman ku akan ke jinjang pelamin. Paling menghairankan... ada yang terpaksa berdiet mati-matian dengan harapan agar mereka nampak "cantik" di pelamin. Ahhh takutnya aku... Kalau macam inilah "tuntutan" masyarakat nak tengok kecantikan pasangan pengantin. Aku give-up mencari jodoh... kerana aku bakal menghipokritkan diri aku sendiri dengan menjadi "cantik" di pelamin... namun selepas itu kita akan hodoh di kehidupan selepas berkahwin. Kenapa? tengoklah kes penceraian sekarang.. kenapa wanita2 cantik tidak bahagia. Apa kekurangan mereka ? Modified cantik punya.. of course lelaki suka.. tapi tak jodoh tak kuat... aku hairan.. bukan kah memilih benda yang cantik adalah fitrah manusia... tapi.. sebenarnya istilah cantik tue bukan cantik body, rupa, seksi, tak cukup kain... itu meningkatkan nafsu syahwat namanya ;p !!!!!... Memang ramai dikalangan kita nie buta cinta ... tengok yang cantik je, mesti dapat respon bagus ... lepas tue tgk ada yang lagi cantik.. habis madu sepah dibuang...



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