The 13 Ghosts

remember this?

kita

kita

someone once told me,

“Ukhwah itu bukan terletak pada pertemuan, bukan pada manisnya ucapan di bibir, tapi pada ingatan seseorang terhadap saudaranya di dalam doanya…” – Imam Al-Ghazali

i know physically we’re in three different places now. physically. but ukhuwwah is not something that is physical. no matter where you are now, please remember that i still care for you.

so please. don’t let this be the end of the thirteen ghosts.

the third ghost

tak banyak nak citer…aku citer yg the most memorable la..hehe…yg penting time cuti ni aku taklah happy sgt…emosi aku mmg sgt2 terganggu…banyak yg aku pikirkan sampai satu tahap aku rasa aku tak patut wujud atas muka dunia ni…tapi,bila direnungkan kembali…setiap manusia itu wujud bersebab..aku ni wujud pun sebab ader sebab oleh ALLAH S.W.T…tul tak???…aku tak tau kenapa,aku rasa sedih,kecewa ngan diri sendiri…aku rasa aku ni jahat giler,walau mcm2 aku wat utk jadik seorg yg baik…agaknya aku mmg jahat kot…anyways,naseb baek,ALLAH sentiasa bersama aku…walaupun aku sedih giler tapi dia sentiasa tolong aku…terima kasih ya ALLAH…

masa cuti ni gak la aku realise byk benda…erti persahabatan,erti kasih sayang dan erti pengorbanan…sumtimes aper yg kita nak,kita mmg susah nak dapat,tapi tak mustahil utk kita dapat…kita just kena usaha n cari jalan utk dapatkan nya…aku terus terang cakap kat sini,aku sedih betul dilla tak dpt pegi sekali ngan kita…at the same time aku rasa bersalah sbb tak dpt tolong dia aper2…kalu dilla baca post ni,aku just nak cakap tima kasih utk segalanya n mintak maaf sbb selalu cakap nak tolong ko,tapi tak wat aper2 pun…mintak maaf sbb tak jadik kawan yg baek wat ko..terima kasih sbb selalu tolong aku time aku sakit,temankan aku gi klinik,tolong urut aku time aku gastrik…terima kasih….

tapi yg paling terbaru pasal aku adlh aku sekarang tgh cuba jadik seorg anak yg baik wat mak n ayah aku…aku nak citer kat korang,walaupun citer ni mungkin akan mengaibkan diri aku sendiri…aku wat dosa besar masa cuti ni…aku selalu kurang ajar ngan mak aku…satu hari mak aku marah sgt,sampai dia cakap tak guna aku ni jaga agama aku pun kalu aku derhaka kat mak ayah tak guna….aku sedih setiap kali kenangkan ayat mak aku tu…aku ni jahat…org jahat yg cuba nak jadik baek,tapi asyik gagal jer…tapi lepas kejadian tu,aku tau yg keredhaan ALLAH sentiasa terletak pada keredhaan ibu bapa…aku sgt bersyukur sbb skrang mak aku dah tak marah kat aku lagi…aku janji aku akan cuba jadik anak yg terbaik dan solehah kepada mak n ayah aku selagi mana hayat dikandung badan…masa yg aku ada mungkin tak lama,who knows…aku tak panjang umur,jadik aku harap sgt2 aku leh gembirakan hati mak n ayah aku selagi mana aku dan mereka masih hidup…INSYAALLAH…

mintak maaf sebab amik masa korang yg baca post ni atas menda yg tak ape2 ni…aku just citer sbb aku nak korang tau yg aku sgt imperfect,dan aku harap korang still tetap sudi kawan ngan aku walaupun aku ni jahat…

tulus ikhlas~~~farhana,the uninvited ones

haha finally i figure out how to actually post this thing, al maklumla aku xla maju sgt on9 ni. haha.

so abt my cuti. they seems longer nowadays. excited nk fly ni i think im getting tired of going to work. malas. but i have to kn, my sole sumber pendapatan. i need money. haih. regret spend too much kat kl aritu. 3days je but more than 400 abes. nangis air mate darah jela now.

n say hello to my driving license. hopefully i’ll get it this time around. my jpj test on this 12th. pray for me ye kwn2.

am i sad? too many ppl asking me abt that lately. dont worry guys, i’ll survive. n actually because of that emotionally broken condition i managed to jog or better say run 4km within half an hour. i know im shocked myself. after all those long weeks of makan tido makan tido i can do that. maybe thats what ppl say it feels good to be physically challenged when ure emotionally broken. (yeke im emotionally broken? haha. aku main taram je word ni) but still normal the next morning i woke up feeling as if i dont have any legs. haha. serius mcm lumpuh, lenguh nk mampos. lama x exercise kan. but still it felt great. cant wait to jog in nz soon.

ive decided to lose some weight for my medical check up. after all those running n skipping dinners, okla i loss 2kilos. but since im fasting with my mom lately, x tahan kot bukak puasa. haha. so im back to my former weight. xde hasil.

adeh no more idea la deibs. all juices dried out already. there’s nothing left in the pipeline. haha. miss our literature class. n i cant believe im saying this, but seriously i really miss all those hectic nights we struggled finishing our socio essays. last minute as always. ah rindunye.

okla thats it lah. daa~

Ok.

It’s been ages,and on this fine day I have finally got to post an update.Not that I’m busy doing anything(if at all,bahahaha),I guess when you’re on holidays,you would want to do nothing other than,well,being on holidays.

So these past 3 months have been,shall I say,idle?In a good way though.Haha.Unlike Maya and Deibs,I actualy have to cook,not voluntarily willing to learn cooking.Being the eldest child is carefree and fun,NOT!And a whole deal of mopping dusting sweeping washing yada yada you got the idea.

One thing that I discovered during these holidays is:its funny when you have so many things to do you want to do so many other things,and when you have nothing to do,well,you lose all desires to actualy do anything.Like,when we had so many essays to do,I had so many books I would die to read,but when I’m having all the time in the world now,I lost all desire to read.

I’m still trying to decipher this phenomenon.

I now take one whole month to read a book.And that book being The Diary Of A Wimpy Kid,a book full of American stupid jokes.

And this month I’m reading its sequel.Maybe I would post a review about it.

Enjoy the holidays,ghosts.

Nina The Wimpy Ghost

Assalamualaikum.

Hey Deibs, here goes mine;

I’ve been busy this holiday, my time’s full with sleeping, eating, net surfing, and watching some trash shows on tv.

Well of course occassionally I’m learning new recipes from my mom but I think it’s pretty hopeless as I’ll forget what my mom taught the next day. Btw we’re not gonna have time to cook when we’re studying, on a daily basis. Some simple sauted vegetables or stir-fried meat will do I guess. Let cooking skills grow gradually. I prefer the trial-and-error knowledge, not so much on ‘conventional’ recipes. Being creative and innovative are what it takes. Fundamentals dah ada cukuplah…kot~.

Also been using this free time to ‘tingkatkan ilmu agama’. I’ve read my old notes of pendidikan agama islam during spm, kisah2 anbiya’, hadith2,…check balik ibadah…ala masa kecik2 dulu belajar agama mana ada penghayatan lol.

I’m planning to work at my mom’s shop after raya. Need the money for korban in november. Also planning to buy either a camcorder or dslr. Can’t decide. Some more extra savings for travel.

Not planning to get a driving license.

p/s – Shouldn’t we make The Ghosts’ group in facebook? Threading in inbox kinda messes my account.

From,

The ‘ice princess’….*gag*

hoho..bley ckp bm ak kt cni..??..bley x2..??..

aku x reti bi do..*LOSER…hahaha..*

so far, after being nagged by deibs *kekeke*, i struggled my way login to this blog..

n wtv, cn’t find it..this is my first time kot..hoho~

click here and there, and everything that cn be ‘clicked’..*siot abes..x reti kn..*

finally, i went to google n search 4 wdpress acc..n so, managed to post this ..duh..

*or is it that’s how to login..??..huhu*

owh yeah, have to updte rite..

mum’s busy pushing me to read this n that..falsafah pendidikan negara, ptk books, n else..  i thought, it wuden b helpful for our dgree…is it..??..dunno, coz hvent started..in the end, i do nothing..hahaha..

have to wait after raya b4 getting ‘lesen’, after my lil sis gone to cairo..mum wuden let me b4 this, as she doesnt want my sis being alone at home..hoho..she’s 19 !!

eat, sleep..eat, sleep..owh, fb’ing also..boring2..

so deibs, does this count..??..kekeke..

-the seventh ghost, mulan-

Seriously, I fail this.

My mum cook a lot, and I, for one, feels like it is a wate to simply throw these foods away. Aiya, so I happen to jadi tukang habiskan lauk, which give me all these unwanted kilos. Anybody, help me! My Deklarasi 1010 is turning  into PBB resolutions on Israeli-Palestinian conflict plak=[ Hangat-hangat tahi ayam]

Btw, korang bawak-bawak belajar masakla ya. Hahahahahaha.

(terkenang zaman-zaman bukak puasa di kolej)

-wankhai-the thirteeth ghost-

haluuuuuu enibadi home? come on lah.  jangan hot- hot chicken’s shit je. update lah blog ni………

(going out of mind for a sec)

nevermind lah. let me start with myself. so lately, with nothing much to do at home, i’ve been learning few recipes. (hehe) so i guess in the future i can cook ayam golek for u ghosts. and i can guarantee you, it’s edible okay. em what else huh? oh, recently i made my blog public. public as in, i dont care who’s reading my posts anymore. and i safely moved my personal posts to other place. so yeah, if you have nothing to do, bored, or maybe misses me so so much, go visit my blog. but there’s nothing much there. some junks, some thoughts, just me writing typing as i like.. so this is my blog. ma petite maison.

hehe.

sincerely yours,

deibs, the third ghosts :D

p/s: as usual, i miss the old days. chatting, gossiping, eating. haih kalau kat KMS mesti kita buat moreh, kan?

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Rise! Rise for our triumph!
The Queen of Necromancy Deeba!
The Icy Vampire Maya!
The Succubus Nas!
The Dark Elf Mulan!
The Dark Witch Nina!
The Black Fairy of the Netherworld Nihlah!
The Serpent Assassin Lokman!
The Forest Nymph Ain!
The Haunting Howl Jess!
The Bloody Mary Farhana!
The Black Shade Dila!
The Mother of Spirit Intan!
Rise!
I call upon thee, O Thirteen Ghosts!

The first Covenant that occurred on last October must be fulfilled.
We have spoken of few plans to revive our death and demise. We have planned for our Great Leader in the Bank of The Mud to invite the Reapers that skilled in dark arts to teach us more than what we learn than our Great Professor.

The Dark Witch Nina and the Queen of Necromancy Deeba have raised tons of zombies to carry out investigation on the above suggestions, to which we found it hard and troubling for it is not certain of success. The icy vampire Maya also has visited The Old Gypsy in Ishtar Garden to predict whether our plans can succeed or not.

For here, we need to have more plans for ourselves. So I, for example, hereby suggest a competition among us so that we would enhance our witchcraft in Ancient Englishian Language, the language used for spells. We can compose a critical appreciation of our learned spell books, or write our own dark magic essays, or we can have the open dark magic spell debate among us ghosts, using our Dark Academy Literature Syllabus.

I also hope that we can together gather our power to open the Dark portal, so that we can all go to The Hades Abyss in Sentul to watch another play there. It might be inspiring. We can perhaps learn more dark powers

For all that have been said, I hope that those with power to reply would reply.

-The Count of Rotten Flesh, Wankhai-