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date: Wednesday, December 24, 2008
title: Shafienas believe me....
time: 11:28 PM

I am gone for uberly long from writing a post. So i am going to make this a power packed one. Yesterday, my group of kecoh gang went to Esplanade to have some day time fun. The main aim was to go to Peninsular Plaza to do some shopping. But as usual, i was late and only arrived after they finished shopping. So oblivious. Haha. So we went there and lepak. While we were talking, my newly bought contact lenses had some attitude problem so i threw one. Haha. Mr Cyclops is coming to town. I can only see with one eye larh. So we went here and there and everywhere. Take picture here, posed there and the list goes on.

Then it is time to go home. I was a little crooked and tired after the whole trip. Since i am always in santa's naughty list, i managed to tricked Fazari into going the wrong way on MRT. Might as well be naughty all the way. Eventually he knows then we head home.

I reached home to find nobody is in. Uberly boring. I played my lappy. Watched some videos. Watched some television. Then i was struck with a brilliant idea. I recorded myself singing. Then i edit the whole thing and made a very irritating manner. It then turn into an all audio video. Too bad it could not be inserted into this post.

However what best way to wish everyone a
Happy Christmas and Merry New Year!!!!!!







I have not been good this year but still i hope you grant my wish. Let there be world peace, no more poverty and Ellen Degeneres wins the People Choices Awards. Along the way, say HI to Oprah and Britney for me....



date: Friday, December 19, 2008
title: Fry-day
time: 8:37 PM

OMG!
Sales everywhere. Okay, today I have nothing to do. So, me,mom,brother and sister went to Dover ITE to register for school. Its for my brother larh of course, not me. So we went there. Nothing special so lets skip (What??It is just and ITE). MUAHAHAHA!

So then, Afiq (brother) went home to buy his football ticket for this sunday's match ( ole-ole Singapore!) and then he have some swimming trip. So the rest of us headed to town. It is such a long time since i set my legs to town. It was so uberly busy, it shouldn't even be called town. It should be city. We came out from the taxi and hello TANGS. After a short window shopping, we head off to Far East Plaza. Uberly cheap!! So, bought a $40 dollars bag, some accessories and some suspenders. Then we head off for clothes. Uberly FUN!! I am aiming for this long sleeves from Mr Toppy TopMan. Goin there soon so that i am not ditracted by my mom's "Waste Money larh Haikal" qoute. Can't wait and don't tell mom.

The best part of today is not only the shopping spree. It is the part when we reached home. We reached home to find that my dad is not in. Mom went uberly worried. Only after a few hours that my dad went home. He actually suprised my mom with a gold bracelet. Sweet larh can?? But of course he didn't shout SURPRISE. He just gave my mom the box when mom was busily cooking (the kitchen, the place where she will always be). She started to laugh. Her first impression was like I-saw-Brad-Pitt face. So ladies, that explains where my charms came from?? (At this point, Riena will go -_-)


ps: Can't wait for karaoke session this monday, christmas party this thursday and maybe some plans which will be made along da way.





date: Thursday, December 18, 2008
title: Fun Facts about ME!
time: 7:44 PM

Seating in the living room is definitely a sore. Don't you think so?? It is like torture, especially when it is the holidays and all you can do is sit. So, I was sitting and watching TV(Ellen D. is uberly hot), then I think. For all this while, I had never told you people about me. Guess what?? This could be your lucky day. I will tell you just that. This will sound vain and self-centred but, this post will be telling all about me. Yeah!

Fun fact 1: I am a male, single, available. Singing bird (a huge one) and the other big bird I shall not talk about here.

Fun fact 2: I am 17

Fun fact 3: I am currently in Republic Polytechnic studying Biomedical Electronic

Fun fact 4: I bet if this thing is going to go on like this, it will be uberly boring.

Haha................

Fun fact 5: My right thumb can be bent to an angle beyond human ability. Imagine what you can do with that. Imagine having all the attention at parties. HAHA

Fun fact 6: I am always looked upon as very unapproachable. People always mistake me for some stuck up bitch from next door. I am not. I am a nice, fun boy with a face that naturally is like that. If you don’t like, give me money, I do plastic surgery. If you can’t afford then live with it.

Fun fact 7: I love food. Like you guys know that right?? I am brave in telling you guys that. I am brave in every way. (Lady killer quality that I have to live with)

Fun fact 8: I am funny, oblivious at all time, lame but adorable. I am not cute because somebody told me (that somebody better tell the truth) that cute means ugly but adorable.

Fun fact 9: I am independent. I bought my clothes, shoes, bottoms and lappy with my own money. I love shopping for Labels not love.

Fun fact 10: I am happy to be who I am.

So that is ten fun facts about me. It is so fun being me. I tell only ten first. The rest i will tell if i am like uberly free. But for now, ta-dah! Got a party to attend.



ps: I am creating this IG for the people who take 966 everyday to school. It will be called 966 crew. The main aim for this IG is to take and influence people to take 966 to school. HAHAHAHA. (seriously, this IG has no aim)

Current member (names according to friendster name):

Mouth Guards Pee

Labelkills




date: Wednesday, December 17, 2008
title: Confessions....
time: 12:26 AM

People, people. I am part of this very great IG. An IG is a short form for Interest Group. I love it and thats why I want to share it with you guys. Why I love Beats Encore(BE)?

1) People often hear samba music playing on the radio. Sometimes beside the streets. Have you ever know how does it feel like to be the one playing it? It is so satisfying. The music is so overwhelming and very SHIOK!

2) BE taught me a valuable lesson in life. Sometimes, it is not what is big that matters, it is the small things that made up the big things that is the most important. Big drums are always chased after by people. The action of doing something big will make everybody feel so proud of themselves. But, to do something small and be proud, people always neglects. To have a heart, the tiny tissues are the one who made it.

3) Having the best of friends. Where can you find people who are willing to shake and dance with you in public?? For no reason, they did that.


So you see, why I love this IG. However, this few times had made me doubt my feelings for it. My confession starts here. I felt that there is something missing and will continue be vanished. I feel that there is no more fairness. After the choosing incident, which thank god i was not there because I was sick, people began to tell me things i don't want to know. Why tell me??. "I want to quit. Should I?" is the question which people tell me. Sometimes, i doubt my self. Am i suitable? I love this IG and can see myself in it.

However, it is not as merry as it used to be. People quitting. Troubles here and there. School not supporting enough. Life is such a bitch isnt it?? I know.

"Baby, I'm slowly fallin' out... of love with you
I don't know what to do,
how did we end up here this way
what are we gonna do?
I'm slowly
Fallin' out...
baby we're trippin' on silly things
I need you to meet me halfway,
if you want me to be with you... "
- Keyshia Cole:Fallin' out

The lyrics above are the best way to describe the way I feel. I am scared this will leave a bad impression on me. But I think that nobody is willing to take this step of telling what they think.
One thing don't put personal feelings people!



date: Tuesday, December 16, 2008
title: Crush!Crush!Crush!
time: 11:47 PM

Ok. I have been telling you guys things which i think is very, how do we say this, weird and sometimes no link(except for the bus). So, while I was in the toilet, idea strikes me and I am now prepare to do something which not alot of people would do. I am going to expose some secret. Secrets are truth hidden by this coward boy(Thanks Shafienas). I don't want to be a coward no more. In this case, I am going to tell the whole world(IF the whole worlds knows my blog, and reads it) about the crushes I had. And some lasted for years.

1) Siti Aisyah binte Azman - Since I entered Telok Kurau Primary school, you are my one and only crush. Well, at least for that period of time.

2) Atiqah - Yes, the Atiqah I am talking about here is from my secondary school. Atiqah Azhari. I think that she is beautiful but things changed alot and now, personally, to me you are nothing anymore.

3) Ira (Eyerah) - It is Ira, my arch enemy. This girl fr me is sweet and often interpreted wrongly. You are always someone i look upon too even when we always fight. And you know i had a crush on you and I also know somethings which i shall not say but after the one chat, you changed it all. Remember though, I will still adore you, even if we are just friends.

4) Yani (Yanoni) - She is my IG Beats Encore President. I think it is just what someone would feel when you see a strong girl.

5) Rashidah - ARGHH!! I know that this is stupid. She is a girl I had known for a long time. She is very funny. The girl from my secondary school. The girl who many people look at and say "Is she for real?". This tomboy managed to get me to "feel"her. She is a nice girl who just have to be something else. She is always fighting with me. Never once we can sit down and talk. She have a shield over her which keeps people see her but not for who she really, really is. I had seen the real her. The girl who wore a golden necklace but hides everytime she is surrounded by people. The way she behaves and do things is so different from other girl, and that managed to steal my attention. Ouh, you guys must think I am stupid, but no, believe me she could be the apple of everybodys' eyes.


OK. At this point of time, you people might think I am crazy, stupid and dumb. For real, I am attracted to this people for God-know reasons. I am a man, who gets attracted to quality. Not just sex appeal like what other boys look at. That might explain the number of crushes I had.



I am ssssooooo stupid and frightened....but I am willing to be one when nobody would ever be brave enough to do it.......



date: Monday, December 15, 2008
title: Pocong by The Strawberries
time: 8:34 PM

Yeah! I just downloaded the song So Happy Together by The Turtles. Haha. It was so funny. The Turtles. Like what? No other name you could think of? Do better next time. I began my quest to find bands with funny names. WOAHH! There is a lists of them. But they produce great music.

1) The Cranberries - Zombies ( My future band will be named The Strawberries)
2) The Turtles - So Happy Together
3) The Beatles - Yesterday ( At least the name suits their hair)
4) The Monkees - I'm a believer (At this moment, the name is UNBELIEVABLE)
5) The Byrds - Turn! Turn! Turn! (No wonder for the song name)

If i were to go on, it would never end. The list can even be put under categories (Fruits, Animals, Plain Crap) :)


WOW-NESS!





date: Saturday, December 13, 2008
title: I paid $1.40 for for a paper
time: 12:39 AM

Haha...I am sitting on my not so comfy chair and writitng this blog. Guesss what? In my uniform. I just got back from work. So tired. If only I am born rich like Paris Hilton. Just rich, not her. I want to be like Mahatma Ghandi or Mother Theresa...Only bitchier and stupider.

So the main reason for my post is stated in the tittle. I FUCKING PAID $1.40 FOR A SMALL PIECE OF PAPER!! It was the bus fare larh, I mean. Its like expensive arh. That amount of money is like millions in maybe, Africa. It is totally unfair. The JC people get to pay children fair and we, the adorable people of Polytechnic needs to pay adult rate. What?? Just because they put on uniform, they don't need to pay as much?? Life's a bitch. The only terrorist in Singapore is mainly the money issue larh. Well, maybe besides that Mas Selamat guys larh. He is just plain nasty can?

OK, OK. I want to sleep and rejuvenate myself for a not-so-bright day tomorrow. Morning shift larh dey! See, Life is a BITCH!



Rock a by baby on the rocker....



date: Thursday, December 11, 2008
title: My cuzzies....FAVOURITE ONES
time: 10:32 PM

Ok, the tittle speaks for itself. Basically, my family, both paternal and maternal are scrawling with cousins. Both usual and errr, not so usual. Definitely, i am mmmuuccchhh closer with my mom's side. They are more open and fun to be with. There is, ok, i will start.....alot of them. Jaja, Hafiz, Shahidah, Fir, Hamzah, Raudah Gigi, Yaya, Hayati, Farah Mascarra, Ika, Shahid, Shamir, Amirah, Azirah and loads truck more. So, I decided to do something fun and totally cruel. I will arrange my FOUR favourite cousins. Muahahahaha.......

Ika
Three words to describe her:
Cute, Noisy, A life saver
(When she is around,there will always be food)


Yati
She is super sweet i tell you. She is always there when it is
business. I mean literally.
She is in business course in a Polytechnic here.
And she play tennis.
Sporty sista!


Farah
So in second place is the girl on top.
It is Farah.
My partner in crime.
Haha. She is super outspoken, super fun and gerek to be with.
She is always asked for number by all those typical mats
but no, she don't give numbers. Haha.
She is very strong in honor.
This sista aint no cheap minah!

Yaya
So in first place, yes you guessed it(if you even take the initiative to guess), it is YAYA!!!
Woohoo!!!
She is super best larh can?
She is always there when you need her.
A will be a great friend, girlfriend, fiance, wife
but maybe not a partner when dead.
She is not the "till death do us apart" type.
Want to die, die first larh, correct onot?
She is my partner in crime since we were born.
Born in the same month, share almost the same interest.
We are just like sambal belacan.
You need the sambal and belacan to make it
SYIOK!!!








To those i missed or did not write about, I am so sorry...It is not that i don't like you or something. Maybe TRY HARDER NEXT TIME??




date: Tuesday, December 9, 2008
title: Tuesday Pink...
time: 10:49 PM

So today we had cognitive lesson today. The proof: the post below. We had to do the presentation in blog point(WTF@%&?$). My blog is like a white board. It suddenly became so resourceful. It is so educational, well at least for a blonde. WOW! that is a really BIG achievement.

However, my tag board is no longer a virgin. My dear Thazin, Hong Kai, Riena and some other people had corrupted it and makes it into a sex chat room. It is super awesome at the same time very hurtful to see my tag board lose it virginity. I will still love you tag board.

Aniwaes, received an e-mail from Fiza, our IG advisor. It is embarrassing to know that only 13 people came for the ALC. It is especially irresponsible if the person who did not come had already submit their names. BUT...I wonder. Did Fiza read my e-mail about my absence??....hmmmmm..
Only heaven knows......



Don't want to write long, long...I feel stupid today don't know why....
I love singing...really alot



date:
title: Cognitive is so......
time: 2:40 PM

So today's lesson, we have to talk about professional responsibility. So, being the clever us(My teammates= Thazin, Hong KAI and Xiao Meng), we figured out it is like the combination of two words, PROFESSIONAL and RESPONSIBILITY. See, so clever.


Professional
is pertaining to, or connected with a profession. Responsibility is a particular burden of obligation upon one who is responsible. So basically it is the act of holding an obligation in an profession. At least that what we think.
Other things are so not professional.(not following rules or ethics is so out)


As stated in the question thingy(alot of questions...urgh), they also asked what is ethic. It was not long since i noticed it is ethic not ETHNIC. So ethic is the body of moral principles or values governing or distinctive of a particular culture or group. I am sure you guys are like lost. It is the rule that people follow. How does that linked to "profession"? We realised that to become a professional, you need to follow certain rules and responsibility before you could be said a professional. If one do not have the true quality, it is hard for him to obligate to his job properly.



There is obviously alot of thing that are ethically wrong. For Jane, she felt cheated to been signed up for the classes. But since the company is profit driven, they are supposed to sell their classes for money...right??. About her private information being confidential is just a way to not let people know of the company cheating tactics. But the company thinks that it is a job to keep her identity from others. Another thing is that Jane thought that the praises are just tactics for her to sign for the classes. It actually serves as a praise to boost herself up. Jane in this point is a pathetic old widow.



It is believed that everything a professional says should be taken seriously because he is good in it. But is it the same it this situation? All we can say is that we should believe because they have the specialty in the field.



So, right here we are quite lost and is very nervous. Alah, for god sake we will end here. We feel that they will resolve the problem if the instructors have ample proof to prove what they say about Jane is true. Jane should know how to divide time and money before signing up. The company should also tell the good and bad of the classes....


Walau, write so long, but not interesting at all.....
Gerek kan my blog??






Faci, next time no more blog, please??...



date: Monday, December 8, 2008
title: The missing pieces in my life
time: 9:23 PM

I was celebrating Hari Raya Haji today(Mbek,Mbek). It was so darn, how do i say this, Okay. The day we celebrate today is basically to commemorate the willingness of people to sacrifice for what they have. I smelt alot of crappy smell from the sheep but it was for good course. Then, i realised how empty my life will be without sacrifices. Alot of people sacrifice for me, and some i had to sacrifice. Never in my life i regretted something i had done. Lets get down the list.

Mak & Bapak, you guys never make me feel that i failed you guys, even though sometimes i felt like i really messed things up. You guys are like the pillar which had been holding me, to support me. You guys sacrificed the most and i won't be surprised to see in happy in heaven. You had done your job perfectly. Love you people many many.

My siblings, the foundation of my strength. You guys make me feel good every time. Proud to have you guys. Same goes to my uncles and aunties, my cousins, especially Sis Dayah, who have been my super duper cousin since we were born. Together for sixteen years sharing the same secrets and lies. I love you.

Shafienas, Diyanah, Fazari, Haniffa and all the other bitches from Damai. You guys rocked my world. Sacrificed alot for me for my education. Especially Diyanah, who has always been there for me since sec one until today.

Hiakdush
. Aww!! My stupid clans. Love you guys alot. You guys sacrificed your time to play with me. Take note that i never felt that it is a burden practicing with you guys. I always enjoyed every moment of it. Ira, you will always be my arch enemy. Haha. Among all, i want to thank Amelia for the sacrfices she had to make. She is a strong girl. She sacrificed uotings to be with us. We are just juniors but she still is the best who don't look at the surface of people. The one who is always supporting HiakDush. Yad, my big brother. You bukake guy. Hafiz and Andika the best. Love you guys alot alot. You too leha.

Farhanah,Shafizan and Afiq. My sister and brothers. The only one that understand my wants.
There is also Zahid, the super hunky guy who likes to mix with chinese. You are still my malay brother.

W14J
. Three words. Unstoppable. Bestest. Won'ttradeanythingforyouguys. See,three words.

These people are the BEST people in the world. Who i did not mention, forgive me. The sacrififces you made are beyond what i can post on this blog. I LOVE YOU GUYS.





Walau write so long, so sad......



date: Sunday, December 7, 2008
title: Selamat Hari Potong Kambing
time: 6:34 AM

Yeah!!!!Selamat Hari Raya to all. WOW! it is like after a few months of Hari Raya, then we are having another. How pampered of us? Or are we just plain lucky? Lets see....hmmmph...


We malays are born with good looks(I had always realised that). Not to say the others are not but we malays have this charismatic thingy going on. We are also very dramatic. We wayang everywhere. At work, school, friends(like having a $2000 bag) and family. Everything must wayang. In Indonesia got wayang kulit(*kulit=skin). In Singapore more better, we really show kulit. You know what i mean.*Winks



So, tomorrow is Hari Raya Haji. People cry when sending uncles and aunties to Mecca. Tears of joy?? I don't know. It is also the day where people get free meat from the slaughtering of sheeps. Not only sheeps basically, it could also be something you rear in a farm. Not pig larh. Pig no halal sign. The meat will then be given out to needy people. It is the season for joy and sharing. The best part, if you are lucky, you will get some money.



Aniwaes, something terrible happens to me yesterday. I wasn't feeling that well and after finishing work, i took a bus home. Being as oblivious as i am, i actually fell in the bus and hit my head on the stupid fare thingy. Ouch! It is uberly painful. It is still hurting. But don't worry people, I am okay. I can now see alot of stars so that means I am still not blind. Yeah!



Papa jahat,Mama jahat



date: Friday, December 5, 2008
title: HortPark Picture!
time: 6:34 AM

HortPark...Funny name for a park. How do people come up with this names?? I don't know. Later I call "The People" and ask, Okay?




About 80% is his picture

Petua dari yang tua

Sisters mcm-mcm

I already told him that the eye shadow doesn't work on him








We saw a monkey. It is so super cute.




date: Wednesday, December 3, 2008
title: I am BACK with a brand new RAP!
time: 11:09 PM

I had created a BIG SIN.....well beside lying to mommy, I did not update my blog. Lets count how many days. From 25/11 to 3/12. WOOHOO! Eight days. So i will redeem my self by writing in short sentences on what happens on each of the eight days. I can still remember because i eat raisins. MmM yummy and good for brain too. Raisins, the source of my craziness.


Day 26/11/2008: In school. Such a boring day because it was computing and maths. Blah,Blah,Blah. Nothing special happen on that day.



Day 27/11/2008: Another boring day at school. We studied about colors on disk. It is basically caused by some magic fairies that happen to pass by the disc and sprinkle some magic powder.



Date 28/11/2008: On this day i got alot to say. Firstly, I am still stuck with people like Saliha, Milly, Marc, Riena, Kimo etc. Haiz! Haha. We present a class play called 'Saliha and her mighty Rihanna Bangs' Just kidding. It was tittled Harry VS Sally. Fun or what!

Then, something sucky happen. People like Ain, Leha and Milly wait for me because i actally booked a Canon Eos from school. We wait until like 6 pm in the evening. It is long but this people won't make you feel that it is long. We had fun waiting but still....I cannot get the fucking camera. The guy who borrowed it did not returned it back. Sickening. I totally remember your name. And the loaning centre is so getting an e-mail from me. Muahahaha(evilly)!


Date 29/11/2008: My youngest uncle get married. Well, it is just a small ceremony but yet it is fun. Seeing the nervousness of my uncle when he is akad nikah-ing. So funny. Then we eat alot of chocolates and suffered from stomach aches.



Date 30/11/2008: We went fishing. The whole family. There was the neneks kampong, makciks and pakciks. And my new auntie, Mak Busu. It is so weird calling you mak busu since i am used to kak Ana. We did not get any fish but we still happy. It was super duper truper fun. It is at Changi and there was definitely alot of Izzies.*winks



Date 31/11/2008: No such date, at least not on my calender.



Date 1/11/2008: Two words. Cabot from school.



Date 2/11/2008: I cabot third meeting then head to meet Shafienas, Diyanah and Haniffa. We went shopping then HortPark. Super Fun. It was like a jungle. We walk at the heights of the tree's canopy. Joined by a moody Fazari later in the walk. Then it rains. The-cold-us went to take a bus to Bukit Merah bus station and the-hungry-me-at-all-time went to eat. So unrecommendable. Haha...the whole journey was perfect.



Date 3/11/2008: Haikal is sick. I mean sick sick not that sicko sick.




Ok...I really think i had redeemed myself. I think.






I'm like a bird...with bird flu.