.aiseh

hari ini sabtu...yeee

sila happy semua:)

assalamualaikum~

.sabtu, sabtu dan sabtu

 hahaha.. tak tahan gambar*padahal balik kampung naik bas jee selalu

photo credit pada encik google

hari ini khamis...heh, hidup tanpa kuliah, asigment, tutor agak dull (ececeh padahal time kuliah ko ponteng monteng je tak cik kiki?)hahaha... dan turut ada masalah mengingati, macam hari ini hari apa? eh bukankah hari ahad?? kalau waktu cuti, selalu menganggap setiap hari adalah ahad sebab ahad equal to cuti~ atau mungkin jugak ahad adalah hari yang kurang sibuk, seperti sekarang~ owh tapi hari ini adalah khamis...

see, tengok kan saya sudah cakap tadi...heee

masih dihostel, belum pulang kerumah (dan sangat gila-gila dan hampir gila untuk pulang ke rumah,aiseh), bukan ada hal yang berfaedah sangat disini~ dan setiap hari terpaksa menjadi orang yang mengucapkan selamat tinggal pada kawan-kawan, sedangkan time anda balik nanti, tiada siapa akan papai kepada anda~oeh takpe, hidup perlu terus... bajet macam depressed sangat~hahaha

saya akan balik sabtu, mungkin pagi~ selalunya setiap semester ajaib lepas adalah balik sendiri bersama bas. tapi barang-barang yang amat bertambah dan mungkin akan bertambah lagi pada semester depan memerlukan dibawa pulang dan hari sabtu bersamaan hari cuti berbanding hari khamis hari bekerja (u got what i mean here?) ~mungkin mereka, errr i mean barang-barang ajaib saya sudah penat tinggal di stor (padahal hang yang penat nak angkut letak kat stor dan angkut ambik balik awal semester depan....ye tak?)~okeh itu amat betul,haaaa

sebelum sabtu, ada hari ini which is khamis dan esok jumaat~

sedang berkira-kira apakah yang harus dilakukan pada kedua hari yang ajaib tapi kurang ajaib berbanding sabtu ini~

owh tahniah kepada yang sudah pulang
sila happy

:))


.cik kiki.


notaapakah: owh malas tulis nota boleh??

.ketika mengemas

ketika mengemas dan menyusun barang,

antara kotak dan bagasi,

sungguh keduanya tiada kamu,

kamu disini, 

♥

senang aku bawa ke sana sini~

.cik kiki.
~tapi aku mungkin hanya di antara kotak dan bagasi....



notaini: lama tidak menulis begini~ melihat kotak, hati jadi tertanya... disitukah aku??~huhuhhh

.tentang 22 dan saya..heee

thanks Mad Maureen untuk award ini. haiseh, rasa amat berbesar hati, walaupun anda cuma tagged saya untuk 7 perkara, kerana sudah habis exam dan perasaan gembira yang berterusan saya telah dengan muka tak malu berbesar hati membuat 22 perkara tentang diri ~weee

*by the way, 22 itu untuk umur sendiri pada tahun ini (eh seharusnya 21 perkara sebab my hari lahir adalah amat lambat lagi... owh tapi bila sudah terlajak kata, tidak boleh diundur kembali)hehe

notapenting: perkara yang tersenarai bukan ikut chronological, jadi no satu dan dua tidak boleh berbangga kerana dalam banyak-banyak mungkin no sembilan belas adalah penting dan mungkin juga no sembilan belas juga tidak penting~ owh membebel...

satu~ nama saya siti nurshakirah suhaimi. perkara penting tuh...

dua~ saya seorang kakak yang garang dan juga pendek. 

tiga~ saya tidak sombong. orang selalu menganggap saya sebagai seorang yang sombong dan takut untuk menegur,heh... padahal bila bersembang lama baru tahu perempuan ini sebenarnya amat gila-gila dan mereng.

empat~  saya lebih sanggup tengok cerita hantu yang mengerikan daripada tengok cerita pembunuhan kejam, dan kalau untuk cerita hantu, walaupun hantu keluar err maksudnya dari movie secara tiba-tiba masih tidak terkejut compare dengan cerita seorang manusia di potong-potong dan di mesin. ketika sedang suka-suki berjalan jalan di tepi pantai. Kalau tengok cerita hantu dengan adik-adik (padahal minta adik temankan), saya akan jadi tukang inform "okeh hantu dah keluar, adik boleh tutup mata sekarang" dan sekarang tengah kumpul collection cerita hantu untuk mengusik tengok dengan adik kat rumah~heee

lima~ saya suka bercakap err bukan terlebih banyak bercakap. dan banyak kali didenda oleh cikgu kerana permasalahan ini. tapi tak pernah berubah, heee...

enam~ saya jarang tengok berita dan amat tidak tengok berita. saya cuma suka membaca surat khabar, internet untuk tahu berita. kadang-kadang kalau balik rumah, saya akan kutip surat khabar lama dan baca berita walaupun berita itu sudah lama~ tiada istilah berita basi dalam kamus hidupku..haiseh....

tujuh~ saya cuma pandai buat kek coklat selebihnya tak tahu,hahahaha..(cerita dengan perasaan bangga,heee) dan cuma ayah sahaja yang mengkata ianya sedap pada setiap tahun, *buat kek pada hari raya sahaja (seorang perempuan yang malas dan kedekut)

lapan~ setiap hari pertama balik rumah, malam pertama, saya akan tidur dengan emak.

sembilan~ terlalu suka tengok bintang, dan sedang mengumpul duit untuk membeli teleskop. :)

sepuluh~ seperti maureen, i believe in singlelicious... dan saya percaya, kalau kita ditakdirkan bersama, kita akan bersama no matter what, saya juga tidak menilai lelaki melalui kekacakan atau kehenseman,  saya melihat perkara bengong-bengong yang orang lain tidak kisah

sebelas~ i'll do everything untuk bahagiakan mak ayah dan my adik-adik, owh itu juga termasuk tellypot (my kucing aka anak angkat ayah).

duabelas~ tabiat buruk, malu nak cakap; kadang-kadang tercakap dalam tidur, amat memalukan kerana si iqa (rumate sebelum) dan sya (rumate sekarang) selalu terdengar percakapan itu dan saya amat tidak menyedarinya...heeee macam "adakah betul itu aku??"

tigabelas~ sukar tidur malam, selalu pukul 3,4 pagi pon masih tak dapat tidur.

empatbelas~ rabun. pakai spek sejak dari tingkatan satu hingga sekarang, selalunya siang pakai lens dan malam baru pakai spek, dan bila tidak memakai kedua-dua perkara ajaib ini, jangan terkejut kalau tidak membalas senyuman sesiapa~ngeee 

sebut pasal spek, selalu terlupa letak spek dan spek hilang tanpa dapat dikesan, atau terlalu cemerkap sampai terpijak spek sendiri... terlalu nyanyuk

limabelas~ suka tengok cerita p.ramlee berulang ulang kali dan masih ketawa tak sedar diri.

enambelas~ suka dengar lagu dan cuma dengar satu lagu dalam playlist dan repeat berulang kali tanpa henti 

owh saya memang perempuan yang membosankan...heee

tujuhbelas~ suka tengok movie tamil dengan ayah. dan walaupun saya ada dekat usm, ayah akan texted me dan kata "kakak, hari ni ayah tengok cerita ini dan ini, best" dan saya akan baca dan rasa amat sedih kerana tak dapat temankan ayah tengok,heee

lapanbelas~ saya suka barang murah, jualan murah dan apa sahaja yang murah:) aplikasi survivor di Usm,heeehehe

sembilanbelas~  saya suka membaca, dan jika jumpa sesuatu buku yang best, sorry apa yang berlaku sekeliling takkan dilayan.. suka bau kedai buku, suka perasaan tengok buku especially kalau buku-buku murah kat kedai secondhand bookstore... murah dan best, tapi still duit tak cukup untuk beli.

duapuluh~  suka makan, makan dan makan dan menaruh impian untuk diet sejak tingkatan satu tapi tak pernah memulakan langkah diet.. masih juga, makan, makan dan makan. aiseh

duapuluh satu~ paling suka cerita the time travellers wife, a walk to remember and he just not that into you..berkali-kali tengok dan masih ulang dan ulang.. repetitive syndrome behavior..heh

duapuluhdua~ sekarang lapar dan sudah penat la pulak menaip 22 perkara tentang saya ini. yesh.. nasib baik sudah habih...

saya ingin tagged sesiapa sahaja yang ingin ditagged, dan kalau sesiapa itu rasa 22 adalah banyak, atau sikit  sila buat sebanyak mana yang anda suka...heee

 

 

.thanks for the memories

kerana semester ini sudah tamat.... haruskah happy???

yup, saya gembira, amat gembira dengan memori-memori,

jika panjang umur kita semua bertemu lagi semester depan:)

saya gembira untuk semua memori

terimakaseh kawan-kawan untuk memory-memory yang indah semester, seumur hidup pun belum cukup untuk melupakannya :)

maaf untuk semua salah dan silap siti nurshakirah suhaimi ini

heeee

.cik kiki.

.jauh mana, pun kita masih dapat tengok bintang-bintang dilangit :)

*kalau malam tak hujan,weee

salam.. doakan me untuk esok, my last paper untuk semester ajaib ini. :)

best of luck untuk yang masih ada exam!!!

 gambate!!!

dan cik aida haryati;
terima kasih babe, untuk message ucapan exam yang indah dan ajaib
heh, maaf untuk tanpa balasan
"anda buatkan saya senyum :) dan bersemangat untuk membaca"
heee
selamat berjaya untuk semua exam yang ang bakal tempuh,
gudluck
sayang ang selalu...
siapa cakap penang dan selangor itu jauh??




:)

.100% perfect girl *read this!!

On seeing the 100% perfect girl one beautiful April morning by Haruki Murakami

One beautiful April morning, on a narrow side street in Tokyo's fashionable Harujuku neighborhood, I walked past the 100% perfect girl.

Tell you the truth, she's not that good-looking. She doesn't stand out in any way. Her clothes are nothing special. The back of her hair is still bent out of shape from sleep. She isn't young, either - must be near thirty, not even close to a "girl," properly speaking. But still, I know from fifty yards away: She's the 100% perfect girl for me. The moment I see her, there's a rumbling in my chest, and my mouth is as dry as a desert.

Maybe you have your own particular favorite type of girl - one with slim ankles, say, or big eyes, or graceful fingers, or you're drawn for no good reason to girls who take their time with every meal. I have my own preferences, of course. Sometimes in a restaurant I'll catch myself staring at the girl at the next table to mine because I like the shape of her nose.

But no one can insist that his 100% perfect girl correspond to some preconceived type. Much as I like noses, I can't recall the shape of hers - or even if she had one. All I can remember for sure is that she was no great beauty. It's weird.

"Yesterday on the street I passed the 100% girl," I tell someone.

"Yeah?" he says. "Good-looking?"

"Not really."

"Your favorite type, then?"

"I don't know. I can't seem to remember anything about her - the shape of her eyes or the size of her breasts."

"Strange."

"Yeah. Strange."

"So anyhow," he says, already bored, "what did you do? Talk to her? Follow her?"

"Nah. Just passed her on the street."

She's walking east to west, and I west to east. It's a really nice April morning.

Wish I could talk to her. Half an hour would be plenty: just ask her about herself, tell her about myself, and - what I'd really like to do - explain to her the complexities of fate that have led to our passing each other on a side street in Harajuku on a beautiful April morning in 1981. This was something sure to be crammed full of warm secrets, like an antique clock build when peace filled the world.

After talking, we'd have lunch somewhere, maybe see a Woody Allen movie, stop by a hotel bar for cocktails. With any kind of luck, we might end up in bed.

Potentiality knocks on the door of my heart.

Now the distance between us has narrowed to fifteen yards.

How can I approach her? What should I say?

"Good morning, miss. Do you think you could spare half an hour for a little conversation?"

Ridiculous. I'd sound like an insurance salesman.

"Pardon me, but would you happen to know if there is an all-night cleaners in the neighborhood?"

No, this is just as ridiculous. I'm not carrying any laundry, for one thing. Who's going to buy a line like that?

Maybe the simple truth would do. "Good morning. You are the 100% perfect girl for me."

No, she wouldn't believe it. Or even if she did, she might not want to talk to me. Sorry, she could say, I might be the 100% perfect girl for you, but you're not the 100% boy for me. It could happen. And if I found myself in that situation, I'd probably go to pieces. I'd never recover from the shock. I'm thirty-two, and that's what growing older is all about.

We pass in front of a flower shop. A small, warm air mass touches my skin. The asphalt is damp, and I catch the scent of roses. I can't bring myself to speak to her. She wears a white sweater, and in her right hand she holds a crisp white envelope lacking only a stamp. So: She's written somebody a letter, maybe spent the whole night writing, to judge from the sleepy look in her eyes. The envelope could contain every secret she's ever had.

I take a few more strides and turn: She's lost in the crowd.

Now, of course, I know exactly what I should have said to her. It would have been a long speech, though, far too long for me to have delivered it properly. The ideas I come up with are never very practical.

Oh, well. It would have started "Once upon a time" and ended "A sad story, don't you think?"

Once upon a time, there lived a boy and a girl. The boy was eighteen and the girl sixteen. He was not unusually handsome, and she was not especially beautiful. They were just an ordinary lonely boy and an ordinary lonely girl, like all the others. But they believed with their whole hearts that somewhere in the world there lived the 100% perfect boy and the 100% perfect girl for them. Yes, they believed in a miracle. And that miracle actually happened.

One day the two came upon each other on the corner of a street.

"This is amazing," he said. "I've been looking for you all my life. You may not believe this, but you're the 100% perfect girl for me."

"And you," she said to him, "are the 100% perfect boy for me, exactly as I'd pictured you in every detail. It's like a dream."

They sat on a park bench, held hands, and told each other their stories hour after hour. They were not lonely anymore. They had found and been found by their 100% perfect other. What a wonderful thing it is to find and be found by your 100% perfect other. It's a miracle, a cosmic miracle.

As they sat and talked, however, a tiny, tiny sliver of doubt took root in their hearts: Was it really all right for one's dreams to come true so easily?

And so, when there came a momentary lull in their conversation, the boy said to the girl, "Let's test ourselves - just once. If we really are each other's 100% perfect lovers, then sometime, somewhere, we will meet again without fail. And when that happens, and we know that we are the 100% perfect ones, we'll marry then and there. What do you think?"

"Yes," she said, "that is exactly what we should do."

And so they parted, she to the east, and he to the west.

The test they had agreed upon, however, was utterly unnecessary. They should never have undertaken it, because they really and truly were each other's 100% perfect lovers, and it was a miracle that they had ever met. But it was impossible for them to know this, young as they were. The cold, indifferent waves of fate proceeded to toss them unmercifully.

One winter, both the boy and the girl came down with the season's terrible inluenza, and after drifting for weeks between life and death they lost all memory of their earlier years. When they awoke, their heads were as empty as the young D. H. Lawrence's piggy bank.

They were two bright, determined young people, however, and through their unremitting efforts they were able to acquire once again the knowledge and feeling that qualified them to return as full-fledged members of society. Heaven be praised, they became truly upstanding citizens who knew how to transfer from one subway line to another, who were fully capable of sending a special-delivery letter at the post office. Indeed, they even experienced love again, sometimes as much as 75% or even 85% love.

Time passed with shocking swiftness, and soon the boy was thirty-two, the girl thirty.

One beautiful April morning, in search of a cup of coffee to start the day, the boy was walking from west to east, while the girl, intending to send a special-delivery letter, was walking from east to west, but along the same narrow street in the Harajuku neighborhood of Tokyo. They passed each other in the very center of the street. The faintest gleam of their lost memories glimmered for the briefest moment in their hearts. Each felt a rumbling in their chest. And they knew:

She is the 100% perfect girl for me.

He is the 100% perfect boy for me.

But the glow of their memories was far too weak, and their thoughts no longer had the clarity of fouteen years earlier. Without a word, they passed each other, disappearing into the crowd. Forever.

A sad story, don't you think?

Yes, that's it, that is what I should have said to her.

notes: found this story while surf the net, someone's said that " this one of the saddest stories that he ever read" and yup, i found it sad toooo... huh :c 

googled, i found that Haruki Murakami a very superb writer :) esp in japanese literature. 

*berasa amat segan dengan diri sendiri kerana tidak kenal encik penulis yang hebat ini 

*"student nowadays"~heeee (i quoted it from someone)

.ruang rindu

mari main kuiz shuffle playlist*terjumpa notes ini di facebook, silakan main sesiapa yang mahu. Rule yang terpenting adalah "sila tulis lagu yang keluar dari playlist anda walaupun seberapa pelik bunyinya lagu itu". then anda boleh bermain* bagi yang sedang menstadi untuk exam, ianya tidak memakan masa yang amat lama, haiseh...

1.Put your playlist in ur mp3/player on shuffle

2.For each question, press the next button to get your answer

3.YOU MUST WRITE THAT SONG NAME NO MATTER HOW SILLY IT SOUNDS!

1.WHAT IS YOUR MOTTO?

kasih tercipta    *motto yang amat gediks diri ini pernah mendengarnya..heeee

2. WHAT DO YOUR FRIENDS THINK OF YOU?

Jejak langkah yang tinggal     *tetibe la pula, nape nie tawan-tawan....hahaha

3. WHAT DO YOU THINK ABOUT VERY OFTEN?

nafas cahaya  *cahaya bergerak lurus, pengetahuan sains darjah4....hahahaha

4.WHAT IS 2+2?

without you    *apakah??

5. WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR BEST FRIEND?

biarlah rahsia    *owh sesuatu yg akhirnya boleh gak connect dengan ayat

6.WHAT DO YOU THINK ABOUT SOMEONE YOU LIKE?

big girls dont cry        *motip???

7.WHAT IS YOUR LIFE STORY?
dihatimu   *uh...

8.WHAT DO YOU WANT TO BE WHEN YOU GROW UP?
cinta sejati   *jiwang sungguh,hahahaha

9.WHAT DO YOU THINK WHEN YOU SEE THE PERSON YOU LIKE?
mengenangmu  *sedey sedey dan sedey lagi....huh

10.WHAT DO YOUR PARENTS THINK OF YOU?
behind these hazel eyes  *sejak bila mataku hazel??

11.WHAT WILL YOU DANCE TO AT YOUR WEDDING?
mimpi yang sempurna    *harap bukan mimpi,hahahaha


12. WHAT WILL THEY PLAY AT YOUR FUNERAL?
tak bisa memiliki  *tolong jangan main sebarang lagu-lagu, please!!!

13.WHAT IS YOUR HOBBY/INTEREST?
25 minutes  *ya, masa itu emas

14. WHAT IS YOUR BIGGEST SECRET?
langit ke 7  *adakah?

15. WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR FRIENDS?
getaran jiwa  *oldies,hahaha

16. WHAT IS THE WORST THING THAT COULD HAPPEN?
sudah  *ape yang sudahnye neh??

17. HOW WILL YOU DIE?
bukannya satelit  *yea dan yea kita semua bukan satelit, mati itu pasti, sila membahagikan diri kita sama rata:)


18. WHAT IS THE ONE THING YOU WILL REGRET?
thousand miles  *yeah, sangat jauh

19. WHAT MAKES YOU LAUGH?
terluka  *perempuan yang pelik, ketawa bila terluka

20. WHAT MAKES YOU CRY?
someday  *apakah dan siapakah someday???hahahaha

21.WILL YOU EVER GET MARRIED?
dan sebenarnya   *sila sambungkan dan sebenarnya..... ape??

22. WHAT SCARES YOU THE MOST?
tentang kamu   *siapakah kamu??

23.DOES ANYONE LIKE YOU?
itu aku   *musykil, itu aku itu siapa?? hahaha

24. IF YOU COULD GO BACK IN TIME, WHAT WOULD YOU CHANGE?
aku pasti datang   *heh?? tetibe jee..

25. WHAT HURTS RIGHT NOW?
this is how i disappear     *heh

26.WHAT WILL YOU POST THIS AS?
ruang rindu   *sukee

 siapa ingin buat, silakanlah :)

okeh, sekarang sila turn off shuffle dan tekan on butang repeat untuk playlist bertajuk study!!!

.formspring me-versi menjawab soalan :)

 itu my profile, ya memang tiada gambar, bayangkan shadow itu adalah saya :)

ngeeeh

siapa belum membuka formspring account. sila buka, rule no 1 and the last one, sila jawab semua soalan yang diberikan~walaupun anda rasa amat tidak ingin menjawab. sudah bukak formspring beberapa bulan lepas, tapi tiada siapa membuat formspring, sekadar menjawab random question dan berasa diri sendiri amat syok sendiri~ngeeeh

so sekadar suka suki letak dekat belog ini. rupanya ada soalan yang ditanya dari siapakah??*owh tertanya-tanya... "maureen, adakah awak??"  dan inilah jawapan saya yang terlalu banyak tidak menepati piawaian*owh asalkan menjawab sudah cukup bukan??

soalan tentang tido

soalan tentang nak jadi heroine filem apa

soalan tentang my fav story for my english literature subject

soalan tentang my fav lecture (ini mesti dari seorang course mate,hahha... i think i know who)

soalan tentang sambungan master

soalan tentang requiment of special someone,hah??

semua soalan formspring telah dijawab.
soalan exam tinggal lagi satu paper public relation' this upcoming tuesday, then saya akan isytiharkan "cuti"
:))



.cik kiki.

notasinikalkepadadiri: harap soalan-soalan yang telah dijawab dapat membantu anda menjawab exam pada selasa ini cik kiki. belum sedar diri?? cuma tinggal dua hari untuk menstadi!!! gunakan!!!

.always raining in my heart :c

malam ini hujan ; sedang tengok hujan

 heh, tapi kesian bintang-bintang ;c
hujan-hujan begini,
saya rindu kamu la wahai bintang

hmm always raining in my heart?

perlu senyum,

harus hadapi dengan senyum..

selebihnya tawakal pada Allah :)

.real life

hey, hiudp bukan happy cuma.*i even misspelled "hidup"~sad



i tried
to face this real life, real people with my real me,

maybe its not enough,

saya harap  semua orang terima ini untuk siapa saya,
dan saya akan terima kamu untuk siapa kamu,
ini reality,
maaf sebab saya juga manusia biasa,
letih dan sedih,
sedang recover,
lambat dan lembab,

maaf itu kelemahan sendiri :(
it just a matter of time
tapi kamu semua,


saya sedang dan selalu ingat memori indah kita semua kawan!!
ini semua perjalanan nak jadi dewasa :D










yang benar,
kiki yang mengong