sinetron ramadhan

BECAUSE IM ASIAN, HAHA

LOL its funny;;
i was glancing at the TV when I caught the scene of this religious handsome, rich character sent into jail for misunderstandings
(actually I made up the misunderstandings part, but for a typical indo-drama-a.k.a. sinetron ,, they're usually caused by backstabbers, so called misunderstandings)

See, he was in jail.
He was praying.
First thing, i LOL at the clean floor, and clean wall,
and the non-rusty bars.
Second, i LOL at how his sajadah (that mat for praying) looked decent,
and not just made of dirty cloth.
What kind of jail would have that, even in jakarta?

Then, these two police officers came to him after he prayed.
They asked him if he could teach them how to read the Quran.
Then, these others criminals in jail started begging for him to teach them too.
He was liek, "astagfirullah," and lalala

but, okay.
WHAT KIND OF POLICE WOULD BE ASKING KNOWLEDGE FROM A .. A.. PRISONER?
he could be one of those people in indo , claiming hes prophet Isa,
or an angel,
and all.
THEN WATHFF ABOUT THE OTHER PRISONERS ASKING FOR LESSONS?
Especially in jakarta,
Its hopeless there,
why, how, and wthff is that happening at all?
LOL.
poor director,
he must have been lost in his own directions.

... oke

BECAUSE IM ASIAN, HAHA

ddol Indonesia says:
*ahahha
*eh lg ngpain?
niisaa says:
*ntn fahrenheit
ddol Indonesia says:
*.. oke
niisaa says:
*hahaha XD knapa?
*u are very speechless


LOL, my bad,
I need my diary- didn't think i'd need it here,
but when something bothers me
I overreact in a way, that it always bother me
(mind u, i dont really get bothered in this way easily)
So I'm typing it here;
But yeah. Idk why its so bothering anymore.
But it just bothers.
Lol.
Just that ddol Indonesia nickname over ther bothers me.
and how he starts the conv. when he knows thers nth t talk about.

LOL when he said he was bored in qatar,
I intended to write "congratulations uve realised where you are"
but I accidently wrote "congratulations uve realised who u are"
but i ddn send it,
XD

I was going to type airport when I realised that I was at the station

BECAUSE IM ASIAN, HAHA

aaaaaaaaaaa why don't I see much oriental faces in bogor,
here, even this malay waiter I found in th small restaurants under rifky's building quite good looking
when he and tante nunu and mi mom talked about bahasa melayu and indo,
I laughed because he laughed WUAHAHA

and this guy in the station, smiled at a baby crying
(sounds wrong)
yet I fell for his smile aaaaaaaaaaa

HAHAHA

I can't type too much just incase signal goes out

BECAUSE IM ASIAN, HAHA


a lot of these oriental guys here lk nice (y)
,, very very nice,
but th ones they cast on tv always lk so alay it's sad

once me and my cousin watched this wordplay show on tv
the category was "orang"
the answer turned out to be "suami tersayang"

couldn't they be more creative?

Ghost House

jBECAUSE IM ASIAN, HAHA

I got iPhone yay

(Actually my intention here was to describe Malaysia and how they copy + paste indonesian culture here, claiming its theirs, but I change my mind)

I came with my family, my 2 aunts and one cousin.

And I'm staying over at my cousin's house, since he's living here until the end of year for his studies. (he has a wife)
Ok, so we went to this theme park k, with Rifky and Revin
(note: their "house-condominium-however-u-spell-it- is even better than the one in Abu Dhabi's (Y) )

It was actually an indoor theme park at Berjaya Mall or sth,
And we rode the roller coasters, the 360 degrees ride,, etc.

It was fine. It wasn't that scary, didn't turn on much adrenaline.
But then Fadhli wanted to go to the haunted chamber in the corner,
According to experience (it was only yesterday),
HAunted house are usually very lame,
But since Fadhli wished so,
We were liek, there's nothing to lose, so lets try,
When we got there, it turned out that we had to pay 7 RM (for 7 people),
So there I knew that this haunted house must have costed more human energy,

After paying, this guy with a long, leather black coat came up to us,
The entrance was only a door space (without the door), divided into two parts by the headings "In" and "Out" - covered by ripped up black curtains which was there to scare us.
Before we could do anything, the guy said, "Ok, wait here" and ran into the house,
Of course, since our experience on Haunted Chambers weren't that amusing,
We kept laughing at the Haunted Chamber,
Fadhli, who was most excited yet most cowardice, kept screaming whenever my cousin pushed him into the entrance.
From the spaces between the ripped curtains, we could all clearly see the same guy's white Converse shoes running around the house,
the statue which was only visible at an angle from the light outside finally lit green and orange lights from the inside.
Still laughing and mocking at the guy who told us to wait, which we eventually reffered as our guide, there was another guy, who rushed into the Haunted House.
"LOL he must be the ghost", one of us commented.

Finally, after about 5 minutes of their preparation, our guide came out,
"Ok, so before we start," he explained, "Don't touch the ghosts, ok? "
then we LOLLED so hard.
I realised he was wearing a white and red typical guy shirt not-made-for-scaring , and blue jeans, and converse- he wasn't appearingly prepared himself.
"they're very dangerous," he added , politely.
HAHAHA I still remmeber clearly the guide's face, smiling but serious about his warning,
But we all joked about it, even when he was still standing in front of us,
watching us laugh and over-estimate our reactions towards his coming up pranks.

(note: there were me, my 3 cousins , fadhli, Rifky and Revin)
- 3 girls and 4 boys-

The first chamber was pretty much small, there was a TV screen merged on the wall,
The guide stood beside us as he looked as if he was paying attention too,
We stood obediently as the skulls on the screen did the introduction.
There was a witch-looking model sitting on an armchair beside us, and those "horrifying" halloween decorations which we found typical.
I looked down at the sitting model, its hands moving as if waiting for something to happen. Of course, it's what typical dummies do to make "audience" think it's real. I wasn't being fooled by that.
My cousin, idiotically waved at the same model, calling out "weeeeey" at the face, then made out peace signs by the fingers.
The model must have thought my cousin was not very nice,
because then he stared at my cousin when she looked back at him,
Through the eye holes were real eyes,
"WOI! INI BENERAN!!" she screamed urgently,

I didn't really catch up on what she was really saying,
When I looked at the so-called-dummy, it was pitch black behind the mask,
So I didn't think she was right.
"What are you looking at?" I heard the skulls talk, "Gentlemen, gentlemen, hold your manners, we have guests"
The video wasn't long, and the screen faded back to black.
Then I looked right

The model was walking towards us, arms open in posing to scare us
. Everyone, who were scatttered at first,
huddled into one corner of the room, screaming (MUAHAHAHA)
Rifky, instead of moving towards the next door mindlessly moved back, where I was, screaming in shock
In the end, we were all clutching on each other,
"WEY, JANGAN KE LEMARI!! ADA HANTU NYA LAGI!!!!!"
I looked back.
Behind my cousin was a wardrobe- which was shocking because I didn't see it there before,
and there jumped another ghost, running after us from both sides.
I remembered glancing at the guide, looking half surprised , yet completely satisfied.
He joyfully skipped to the next door, waiting for us to catch up.

We all attempted to make a run for the door,
since the Dont touch the ghosts,ok warning repeated in my mind,
I didn't want the ghost to come any closer,
HUAHAHA
Since we didn't fit through the door, we had to go one by one,
instantly, forming a train of dumb victims.

Out of my 3 cousins, there is only one cousin, whose gender is male yet, out of the three, the least least least daring. He claimed himself as the bag-holder whenever we start to ride something extreme.
He was the first in line, because Fadhli was too scared to be at the front therefore he flinched to second- in line.
I guess the workers there knew that Fadhli would be their peak of achievement.
So whenever we moved to the next door, they would always start from the second person.
This cousin of mine kept his pace unexpectedly casual.

We all perfectly knew that there was nothing to be scared of.
Yet we all screamed spontaneously, gripping each fingers onto the shirt in front of us.
"these malaysians," I blamed for nothing in particular.
I bet these workers have all improvised their acts as we ran along, because every single one of them ran after us- I mean, surely, that wasn't very creative- but it worked.
(note: Ah, my memory has blurred from this time on. It was all pretty much running and screaming and clutching and scratching and much more running than I can make out any solid things to type on)

It was quite a nice haunted chamber, ya
XDXD
I think we screamed more emotionally than we screamed in the roller coasters .

After the last door, the guide who was clearly there went "BOO" and we screamed some more.
He laughed as we went out.
"Pantas saja lama!" mi cousin told the guide,
He didn't even reply,
I'm not sure if he actually understood what she said anyway, I don't think they have "pantas saja lama" in the malaysian phrase vocabulary , XDDXD

But he laughed,

Very satisfied Malaysian guide he was.