10 things you need to do/know when you are going for an exchange program in another country.

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)         Check and recheck and triple check the background of the organization that will send you there. What I mean by check is not simply Googling about the organization or reading the brochures, what I meant by triple check is try to get in contact with people who had been on the same exchange like what you are going to do. Ask them about EVERYTHING and I mean EVERYTHING. Talk to them, make them tell you the advantages as well as disadvantages of the organization, let them tell you about the problems that they had encountered. Most importantly, ask them about the capability of the organization of the HOST country. Even if the organization is excellent and well known in YOUR country it doesn’t mean it is good in the HOST country. So, you need to contact anybody who went to an exchange in the same country as the one that you will be going. And ask the person for more information not only about the culture of the country, but also about how well does the organization of the HOST country work.  It is important to ensure that you will be taken care by the organization in the HOST country. Don’t be surprised if sometimes they can give you trouble with your visa, your salary and other things.

2)      When you are doing exchange program, especially when it comes to working and not studying, try not to stay in one place for more than 6 months. Why? Because it is better for you to try something different, live in different cities, because for a country as big as Brazil, the differences between the states are huge. I lived in the South of Brazil, which is totally different than `the Brazil’ that you see in television. People here are mostly Europeans decedents; German, Italian, Polish etc. They are mostly white people. So, where are people like Neymar? Ronaldo? They are mostly up there, North-East of Brazil, which is like super far from the South of Brazil. I mean super super far.  From South of Brazil, it is way cheaper to travel to other countries, example Chile, Argentina, Uruguay etc. compared to travel to South East of Brazil.

So, there are some advantages and disadvantages of living in the same place for more than 6months, which is what I did. The advantages are, you become really close to the people, I mean really close, I love my host family, I can talk about anything with my host parents, I love my boss, and the place where I work. I love my students, and the people in Maravilha (the small town that I lived .You will get so attached with them, and the relationship become more than ‘just an internship experience relationship’ they actually become a part of your life. Moreover, you become comfortable with your daily routine, and at the end of the day, you really feel as if you are one of them. You don’t feel like a foreigner, instead that place actually became your home. You blended in. And for working experience, it’s good, because you will learn more when you stay in the same workplace for more than 6 months, you can see your improvement, or you have time to become better and to learn more.

Disadvantages? Well, you have the disadvantages of knowing less people and less culture. And I love to live in varieties of cultures. For example, I went to Rio de Janeiro for a week, and I went to a tour inside the biggest slum in Rio de Janeiro, and I fell in love with the place. I fell in love with the city. And to my surprised, they offered a voluntary work to work with children inside the slum, and I can actually live inside the slum. I was dying to join the voluntary work, but I can`t. And I am dying to know the culture from North-East Brazil, because the cultures are totally different than what we have in the South of Brazil.

3)      If you are going to a small town, and you have a host family, and you are working and receiving salary. PLEASE, don’t waste your money. Start to save some of your salary from the first salary that you received. PLEASE. This is the stupidest mistake that I had done. The first few months when I was in Brazil, I wasted my salary, never save any money. Stupid stupid. My host family is awesome, they are so nice. They provided me, free food, free everything. Basically I don’t even have to spend my salary on anything. But I wasted all my money. I never saved any money in my life, when I was living in Malaysia I can`t even save RM50 per month, and I received around RM1500 from my parents every month. I don’t know where my money goes, but I never save any money. Therefore, it`s not surprising that when I came to Brazil, I used my money like how I had been using it in Malaysia. WASTING it. But, in the middle of my internship I started to realize that I should travel to other South America countries, since I am already in South America. And I also realize that I can actually save half of my salary every month, and it will be enough for me to travel anywhere I want to, and even I can bring some of the money back to Malaysia. But it was too late for me. At the end of my internship I couldn’t save a lot of money, I was barely surviving and keep on having money problems. So please, organize your money properly, don’t waste your money especially if you live in a place where you don’t even have to use your money. Don`t shop a lot of clothes. You can buy clothes or handbags in your own country. If you want to use your money, use it to TRAVEL. Trust me on that.

4)      If you are going to a country where the population of people who speaks English is really low, please, don’t be lazy like me, and learn a few basic words of their native language before you come to the country. But, In my case, I had only like a month to prepare myself to go to Brazil, therefore the only Portuguese words I know is `ola`. And when I arrived at the airport, I almost die because nobody can speak English, even at the international Sao Paulo Airport, and I was running here and there, trying to get any information all by myself. It was difficult, but I survived. And the first few months, it was difficult to make new friends, because they are interested to know you but you can`t communicate. The easiest way to make friends is when you learn the language. So please, learn the language. At least some basic, so you wouldn’t be too surprised with the language differences.

5)      When you are an intern, you will meet other interns, from all over the world. From what I have observed, don’t try to push them to know your culture too much. What I mean is, obviously, you have to exchange the culture differences, but not to the extent of making them feel annoyed. Because you are here in a new country together to learn a new different culture, they know you are Asian, great. They want to know how you speak in your native language, great, but at some point you have to know when to stop introducing and talking about your culture and start accepting the new culture.

6)      When you want to start a conversation or ice breaking with other interns, you are tend to speak about what you have read in the internet or what you saw in the television about their countries. But one thing you need to know, MEDIA LIES like 80% of the time. They love to feed the people with stereotypes, or negatives issues of a country or society, close example Muslim = Terrorist. Asian = we eat dogs, cats, snakes, insects. Colombian = Drug dealer. Mexican = Poor and immigrants. Guatemala= Poor and dangerous. Brazil =Football ,slums and  Violence. Guess what, not all Muslim are terrorist, most Asian people don’t eat dogs, cats, snakes, insects or human. Almost all my Colombian friends, don’t even smoke weed or cigarettes, and apparently, Colombian people are so friendly and always make you feel safe to be with them, and it’s a beautiful beautiful beautiful country. Not all Mexican are immigrants, not all Guatemalan are poor and the country is amazing with very smart intelligence people. Not all Brazilian loves football, in fact, most of my Brazilian friends, don’t give a shit about football. And even when I went to the big city Rio, the people were so nice to me, they were helpful and lovely. ( Rio is the best cities I have ever been in my life, and I have been travelling to a lot of countries, even Amsterdam. And Rio beats everything)

I made a silly mistake when I first approached my Colombian friends (we are as close as brothers now) I started the conversation by asking them about what I saw in a documentary about the kidnapping of a politician by the guerrilla army. And I started to ask them about the problems with the guerrilla and stuff. I didn’t mean any harm, I just wanted to start a conversation but when I think back, what I did was rude because it shows how extremely stupid I was, and it also shows that I have the typical stereotype syndrome. And it isn’t nice to approach them with something negative about their country. As we become friends, I started to realize how amazing the country is, how wonderful the people are and Colombia is one if the country that I will have to visit before I die. To my lovely Colombian friends, you know who you are, if you are reading this, Im sorry for being insensitive the first time we met, and I love you guys.heeee. Therefore if you want to start a conversation with the interns from other countries, start with whatever positive thing that you have heard about the country not the negatives things, no matter how interesting the topics are.

7)      Having a good relationship with the other interns probably one of the most important things ever in your exchange. Because they will be your second family, they will be the ones you go to when you are down, they will be the ones you share your happiness with, they will be the ones you want to travel with and many more. My crazy multi culture interns family, are probably the most important persons in my exchange. I couldn’t survive this exchange without them. We need each other, no interns left behind, we always hold on to that. We have travelled together, we parties together, and we cried together, the relationship was amazing. One big advice, YOU need to approach the other interns, don’t just wait, you need to make an effort to know them, to visit them, to spend time with them. What I did once is, I just contacted one of the interns in FB, and said to him that `hey, I wanted to know you guys, im coming to the city to meet other interns, can you help me out?’ and the guy replied me right away, and help me to find me a host for me to stay in the city, picked me up at the bus station, introduced me to the other interns, and all of us became friends right away. Therefore, when you go for an exchange, sometimes you got sent to a big city, with more interns, sometimes you got sent to a small town, with just one other intern, or just by yourself. Therefore, YOU need to do the effort to join them, to know other interns, to be part of them. Be active, talk to them, introduce yourself, say to them you want to know them. Don’t wait for people to invite you, they won`t. As sad as it will sound, YOU need to invite yourself. But trust me, it`s worth it. I am currently dating one of the interns after I contacted them to join them. If I didn’t make an effort to join their activities, I wouldn’t meet my BF. If I didn’t meet my BF, my internship experience would be less meaningful and less beautiful : )

8)      If you have a girlfriend or a boyfriend back at home before you are going to your internship. Break up please. It won`t work. Trust me. One person will end up cheating. If not you, maybe your partner back at home. Or even if none of you cheats, you will lie in some way. If you don’t believe me ok. Just see for yourself. If you are going for an exchange less than 6 months, it is still possible not to break up but trust me you will lie a lot to your partner. JUST TRUST ME ON THAT. But if you are going for an exchange more than 6 months, break up please. It’s a hard choice. I am lucky because my ex bf cheated and dumped me the first week I arrived in Brazil. And I thanked god that happened, because I know my experience in Brazil wouldn’t have been so much fun if I was still with him. I will feel guilty, and we will fight a lot, and he will tell me not to do this and that, it`s too annoying, too difficult to handle. So, it is up to you. Im just telling you the ugly truth.

9)      Be brave to travel. Please. Like I said before. Spend all the money you have to travel to other cities, other states and other places. Don’t use your money to shop or to buy tons of sorvenirs. Use your money to travel. And don’t be scared to take a bus, a flight, a train by yourself. But, noted that you must always be aware of your safety, but be open minded as well. Travel smart. That is why I mentioned it is important to be closed to other interns, because you can plan to travel together. When they invited you to go anywhere, just go. You will become close when you start to travel together. I travelled to a lot of places in Brazil and my Portuguese isn’t good at all. But thankfully I have friends who speak Portuguese and we travelled together, but even if I have to travel alone, I know I can survive even with the language barrier because it isn’t as difficult as you thought it would be. Trust me. Travel at least once a month. Go out.

10)   Last but not least, be positive towards everything. I need to warn you, you will have your down black miserable moments during your exchange. And you will encounter many problems, A LOT OF PROBLEMS. Sometimes the problems will come one by one and you will be at the point where you just want to give up and return home. Especially when you do an exchange more than 6 months. Troubles and problems will find you, and you will know how strong you are at the moment. But one advice from me. No matter how badly you were beaten by the troubles and the problems, please, don’t let it ruin your whole exchange. Cry for one day or two, and then wake up, get up and smile. If you make a mistake, which you will, don’t punish yourself for too long, wake up and fix them, and try to be better. Be positive, be happy. Remember, this is one in a lifetime experience, don’t let some problems no matter how big they are to ruin your exchange experience. You need to be positive. No matter how hard, you need to be positive because at the end of the day, every problems can be solves. One last advice, don’t ever show to your family that you are sad, or miserable or you aren’t doing well, unless it is something too serious. Don’t cry every time you talk or Skype with them. Don’t complain too much. Not to them. They are far from you, they might worried to death about your well-being , so don’t make things worse by showing them that you aren’t happy, because they cannot do anything anyway, you just caused them pain and worry. No matter how sad you are, every time you talk with them, laugh, be happy and show to them that you are ok.

Last words from me; live your exchange. Go beyond the limit. Challenge yourself. Remember, every problem has a solution. Make friends. Fall in love. Eat a lot. Travel a lot. Be extrovert but not annoying. Be nice to people. Be happy. Be positive. Don’t judge, don’t stereotype people. Be yourself, and enjoy your exchange. : )

Journey Back Home. The Past, The Present, The Future.

Its crazy. August is coming. And this life, the life I have known for almost 1 year, my new routine, my new culture, my new music, my new food, my new habits, my new family, my new friends, my new ME, will have to stop. I honestly feel, scared .. yes .. that`s the word. Fear,  scared. No offence, I don’t really miss anyone in Malaysia.  I was born in a family who my parents, have been travelling and living abroad here and there since I was born, same goes to my siblings. I mean it`s almost impossible to have all 7 of us (including my parents) together for a picture. I left home when I was 18, and even when I was living at home, it was only me and my parents, my siblings were out, far, studying, exploring their life. So, like I said, being away from my family, is not a huge problem for me. Regardless they are always there for me, my sisters, my brothers, my mom and my dad. Regardless the time difference, I know I can talk to them at any time, god bless you technology.

And my friends back in Malaysia? Do I miss them? Yes. I miss my super nerdy boring retarded life in UTM. Surprisingly, after travelling the other side of the world, living in a country where it was known for crazy parties, fun people, fun EVERYTHING, I still miss my deadly boring routine as a university student with all the nerdy people there. I miss my routine when I was there. I miss my roommate. I miss my life with her, I miss her the most. I honestly said, one thing that broke my heart the most is to know that I can never have that sort of life that I used to have with her anymore. She is happily married, has a cutest most adorable son, and another one is coming in October. And of course she can`t be there for me anymore if I`m bored at midnight, and feeling like eating something or lepaking at mamak. She is the best company I ever have. She truly is : )

I miss the time when I was in love with my ex. The relationship was a disaster of course, we were too young, too immature, too naïve, too dumb, but I was so crazily in love with the guy. Haha. its ridiculous sometimes to think how I can loved someone that much! I was such a psycho girlfriend, I even laugh at myself now. Yup, the relationship was a DISASTER. I don’t know about him, but for me, we had fun together. We didn’t do a lot of romantic things together, he was such a pain in the ass when it comes to being romantic. But to me he was funny as hell. And he did know how to make me laugh. And I miss our boring routine being a couple and studying in the same university. Trying to find any free time just to see each other, then we ended up fighting. I was so excited every time a new movie comes out, because I can watch the movie with him in the cinema (we were obsess about watching movies), then we fought, nothing much, our relationship basically consist of eating, fighting, watching movies, fighting, shopping, fighting, celebrating birthdays, then fighting, wishing each other good luck for exams, futsal tournaments, organizing events, war with the thesis, wishing each other good morning and good night. Basically, that was it. It was probably, the most ridiculously boring relationship ever, and this guy was such an ass he refused to do fun things with me, instead he prefer to do it with his friends example to travel and stuff. Hahaha. What an ass. But, it was fun for me. Really. Cheers to that. It must be fun because I did stay with the guy for 4 years, after he dumped me for another girl the first week I arrived in Brazil. Really people, he could be the WORST bf you can ever imagine, but after living half across the world from Malaysia, and even having a new Chilean bf who by far the BEST bf you can ever imagine, that disaster relationship that I had with him for four years, that boring, relationship, is one of the thing I miss the most, not because of love, we both have moved on,  we are friends, and we can even laugh about those time,  I just simply missed those moment because they were huge important parts of my life, and they taught me a lot. So to my ex, cheers to that. And please, when you have a new gf, stop being an ass.

(I don`t have any picture with my ex. so let`s just pretend i dated all these guys. HAHAHAH)

Scared. I know things will change once I get back. That friend who I used to talk about how shitty our boyfriends are, now she is getting married. That friend who used to say `no one will marry me’, now is 2 months pregnant, with a lovely husband. That friend who I can always call to go eat at mamak is getting engage, that friend who I used to smoke weed with, well..i think she is still high. Haha. Jokes aside. And every day more friends are getting engage, married and pregnant. And here I am, having to start my life all over again in Malaysia. Abah is `trying` to make me do my Master in UMK so he can send me to overseas. And doesn’t stop talking about it. Stress. I haven’t even started my Master yet, he has already started to talk about me having a stable permanent job so he can buy me a house (I think that is his tricks to make sure that I will settle down in Malaysia, because he knows, his youngest daughter is weird as hell, stubborn, and she can just disappear). Abah always want to plan everything about my life. Umi keeps on asking me

`When are you going to have a stable boyfriend? `

`Pray pray pray for a good husband. A good husband is the most important thing in life.`

`Husband husband husband!!!!!`

 I have come to that age, when all I can hear is `husband husband HUSBAND`.

Now, the problem is, I have changed. Finding a future husband is not my main priority now, getting a stable permanent job isn’t what I am looking for now. I know I can offer more than settling down in Malaysia. You know what I really want to do? I want to be an English teacher in poor parts of Africa, Russia, South America, India,Pakistan or doing charity work somewhere, volunteers, helping children to learn ABC. I want to teach them that education is better than selling drugs. Dancing samba or salsa with them, work in the slums, care for the orphans. Play football with them. Show them love. But why overseas? I can simply do these in Malaysia. Why not do it in Malaysia? Why? Because I have the advantage of going out of Malaysia, I can handle culture differences which are not easy to adapt for most people, I can travel, I have the mental ability to be thousands miles away from my family and my culture for a long time, totally ALONE, and be just fine. I have the physical ability to run, walk, help, work. I have the stomach of a monster I can eat any kind of food. I have the money..no..wait..my abah has the money. But he is supportive!hahaha..  Therefore I should go, people like me should go. I know I am much more than what my parents think of me. 

I know I know.. I never have any objection about our culture, which normally requires the woman to find a good husband, be a good wife and a good mother. I know.  Its great. If it happens to me by god’s willing, alhamdullilah, I won`t reject that. But for now, after meeting so many different people from all over the world, learning about culture differences, and for the first time, killing the stereotypes sickness that I have in me, I AM EXTREMELY HAPPY WITH MY LIFE AND MY SELF.

People, the world is SO FUCKING HUGEEEE. Visiting new culture is not the same as living with the culture. I had never in my life live with a different culture from my Malay culture. Never in my life I am isolated from my own culture, totally, isolated, the one and only MALAY, the one and only MUSLIM. I have visited a lot of countries , a lot of cultures, but never lived in one, until Brazil comes in the picture. Brazil, you have been giving me a lot of crazily amazingly ridiculously sweet memories. The people, the music, the culture, the food, and the life. And I have to go home now. Thank you. I arrived to Brazil as an insecure, low self esteem, naïve girl, and I will return to Malaysia feeling beautiful, strong and complete. Yes, I am scared to return to Malaysia, but hey, who doesn’t like another life adventure ;)

Sejadah yang dibuat pengelap kaki. and the sweetest thing someone ever did to me :)

Nak cerita sket, saje, saje tiba2 emo. Basically, agaknya semua org tau la kan bf aku asal dari Chile and aku duk Brazil.  Bercinta jarak jauh la konon. Tapi mcm aku ckp la, sampai ke mana sngt la relationship ni kan, aku dah ready dari awal la nk admit yang after aku balik Malaysia, most probably memang x kan jadi apa pun dgn dia,paling2 pun kitorg kwn je. Sebab aku mmg plan nak balik ke south America, tgk la Colombia ke, chile ke argentina ke..tapi tu pun atleast 2 tahun lagi sebab aku kena settle master aku dulu. And satu lg problem sbb lain agama kan. Aku pun agama x kuat lagi, mmg kena gelak kat umi abah la kalau aku ckp aku nk bimbing dia kan? So, yes, dia mmg benda paling sweet yang pnah jadi dlm hidup aku, and aku sayang dia sangat2, but aku mmg realist, aku malas nak dongeng2. So aku mmg dah ready. Shit. Life is hard : (

Anyway, I think dlm 3 minggu lepas dia dtg brazil, buat surprised kat aku. serius. Tu benda paling amazing org pnah buat kat aku. hari ahad, dia tiba2 call aku pukul 6am, and aku mamai2 aku tak perasan dia call aku pakai brazil number, aku ingat dia call pakai skype. Pastu tiba2 dia ckp

 ‘hi, rindu I tak?’

 and aku mamai2 aku jawab

 ‘rinduuu’

.. then dia cakap, 

‘ok, cuba tgk luar tingkap bilik, I ada depan rumah ni’

 tgk2 memang terpacak dia kat luar rumah dengan senyuman comel dia. Shit. Serius sweet. Terbang dari chile datang brazil, and sanggup dtg kat Bandar kecik aku ni semata2 nak spend time 5 hari dgn aku. then barulah aku dapat tau yg bila dia balik Negara dia after internship, dia start kmpul duit and tak mkn tak beli pape, and kmpul duit beli tiket flight yg harganya mahal nak mampus. So, award for the best bf, jatuh kepada ..ANDA !!!! hehe, nak tulis ni pun hati berbunga2 : )

Tapi actually nak share something else ni, cerita yang bagi aku menyayat hati and benda ni lagi sweet dari dia datang and buat surprise. So basically dia stay apartment kwn aku, and bangunan apartment ni ce teka ada apa?ce tekaa.. Haaa, kat pintu masuk bangunan apartment ni owner apartment ni letak sejadah, yup, SEJADAH yang kita org islam guna untuk sembahyang, diorg letak pakai wat pengelap kaki! Sejadah tu siap ada gambar masjid semua. And bayangkan hari2 org keluar masuk bangunan apartment tu, lap kaki kat sejadah tu. Sakit x hati dengar? Lagi pedih mata aku tengok. Aku slalu pergi lepak rumah kwn aku kat bangunan ni, and setiap kali aku nak masuk bangunan tu hati aku pecah2 sakit tengok sejadah org buat lap kaki. And aku ckp kat kawan aku jgn pijak.. and aku explain, tu aku buat sembahyang. Tapi since aku tak nak gaduh dengan owner bangunan tu, aku tak remove benda tu. I don’t know. Aku x buat apa2. Aku sakit sorg2. aku takut. Sebab of course owner tu letak sebab diorg x tahu kita buat benda tu utk sembahyang, like aku ckp la, diorg tak tahu pun islam tu wujud. Brazil ni mmg jauh sangat. So aku takut owner bangunan tu tak faham. Aku takut.macam2 aku takut. End up nya aku tak buat apa2.

(gambar hiasan)

So bila bf aku datang and nak stay kat rumah kawan aku, bila kitorg nak masuk bangunan tu aku cakap la kat dia, casually je aku ckp kalau boleh jgn pijak kain ni, dia tanye naper?. Aku ckp la agama aku, kitorg guna benda ni untuk sembahyang. Tu je aku ckp. Dia tak cakap pape. Dia diam je. Then esoknya aku datang visit dia kat apartment tu aku tgk dah takde sejadah tu. Berganti dengan kain pengelap kaki yang lain. And aku tgk sejadah tu ada org lipat letak kat atas almari kasut. Aku terus tanya dia. Dia ckp yup, dia beli pengelap kaki baru sebab dia tahu betapa pentingnya sejadah tu untuk aku and ágama aku. Aku speechless giler. That time aku Just say thank you. Tapi sebak kot.

Citer tak habis kat situ, malam tu bila kitorg nk keluar makan tiba2 kitorg tengok ada org tukar balik letak sejadah tu jadi pengelap kaki! Aku time tu aku syak mesti owner bangunan tu marah la ada org tukar pengelap kaki dia kan. Pastu aku dah cuak la, aku taknak gaduh dengan owner building tu. So aku ckp kat bf aku,

‘takpe lah..dahla..takpe la..kita dah cuba yg terbaik kan..takyah la gaduh dengan owner tu..kan banyak masalah plak’

And dia diam lagi..

Esok pagi aku gi apartment tu lagi aku tengok sejadah tu dah hilang, and berganti dengan pengelap kaki yang dia belikan. Aku bengang la. Dalam hati aku ckp,

‘degilnya mamat ni, aku dah ckp jgn la nak cari pasal..dia buat jugak’

So aku tanya dia la balik, and dia just senyum and dia tarik tangan bawak aku pergi kat balcony apartment tu. Kat sana aku tgk sejadah tu baru kena basuh, and dia hang kat balcony kasi kering. And before aku sempat nak marah2 ke apa dia explain dia cakap, dia pergi cari rumah owner apartment tu and explain kat owner apartment yg pengelap kaki tu penting utk agama islam and aku org islam and dia ckp blh tak jualkan sejadah tu kat dia. Dia beli. And dia ganti plak dengan pengelap kaki baru. Tak kira mahal camne dia nak beli. So nasib baik owner tu sangat memahami, so owner tu Just kasi dia sejadah tu. And dia balik basuh cuci2 and jemurkan sejadah tu and kasi kat aku. DAMNNNNNNNNNNNNN. masa tu serious aku ckp, aku tak pernah rasa terharu mcm tu. Serious shit.

And aku tanya dia, why..kenapa sampai sanggup buat ke tahap tu? And aku ingat lagi mcm mana dia balas. Dia Just senyum manis and cakap

‘benda tu penting untuk u and untuk ágama u, so benda tu penting untuk i jugak.’

Perghh.. and tiba2 dia tambah..

‘syg, u tahu benda tu penting untuk agama u, tapi kenapa u tak buat apa2? Kenapa u diam? If benda tu penting untuk agama u, u kena buat something, jangan la takut.’

Serious masa tu aku MALU gler. MALU dengan diri sendiri, MALU dengan ALLAH, Malu dengan dia, Malu dengan semua.  Aku org yang lahir Islam ni pun tak berani nak tegakkan benda kecik mcm tu, sampai dia yang tak pernah2 kenal Islam yang tolong tegakkan untuk aku. Serius masa tu aku rasa HINA sangat2. Sampai skrg aku simpan lagi sejadah tu. Mestilah. Buat peringatan bila solat : ) supaya kena selalu kuat tak kira aku ada kat mana. Ágama tu paling penting, and aku tak perlu takut sbenarnya .

So, if korang nak tahu apa benda paling sweet and bermakna seseorg pernah buat untuk aku, this is definetely the one and my most favorite : ).

This one beat everything.

Rindu nak jugak letak gambar. heee..

Dia ni mmg mcm ni..pelik..haha

Thanks sweety pie :)

Camne last2 leh tersangkut dengan mamat latino. *dushhhh*

Meh nak story sket.. thehehehehe... saya jatuh cinta bangggggg..hahahahaha
lancang mulut aku berbicara last post konon taknak jatuh cinta ngan mamat sini. ok meh nak kasi clarification sebelom korang nak jerit 'POYOOOOOO' dan jatuhkan hukuman rejam sampai mati kat aku.

No 1 : jejaka tersebut bknalah rakyat brazil. hahaha. so aku x tipu kan kan kan.aku cakap aku takknak fall in love ngan mamat brazil.  aku x ckp negara latino lain. hahahaha

No 2 : Ingat lagi ayat aku kt previous blog, aku ckp something like mana nk cari mamat kt sini yg ckp 'apa syg kita couple tp xleh wat sex..bolleeehhhh' and aku ckp cari dlm lubang cacing pun takda.
OK. sebenarnya ADA. yes. u heard me. ADA! ADA ok ADA! jejaka tersebut sungguh sungguh sungguh sweet, and tahu smua benda pasal aku and pantang larang aku and tau agama aku smua and bla bla bla. and guess what? dia RESPECT and still ACCEPT aku. cehhh. ayat nak novel melayu. damn u iman. haha.

No 3 : jujur aku ckp, aku rasa mamat2 kt malaysia yg aku jumpa lagi wild dari dia. serious. mamat ni nerd habis. stok2 anak mak, tp mmg pun, kawan2 aku yg kat sini sbenarnya smua nerd2 habis. jgn judge bdasarkan gmbar2 party segala tu sebab kt sini, party tu mcm tgk wayang. so kira kt malaysia bdk nerd pun tgk wayang. diorg party sbb ni adat kat sini, benda tu normal. tp serious, diorg nerd nak mampus. jenis semua stok2 anak mak, mnghormati ibu bapa segala. *tepuk tgn bagi mereka*

No 4 : kitorg knal start dari brkwn je. tp aku mmg dh feeling lain sket ngan mamat ni masa first aku jumpa dia. konon cinta pandang pertama lah. *dush..ayat novel melayu lagi* nak kata handsome tu, bagi aku mmg la handsome dah mata aku, taste aku. hahaha. tp maybe kalau nk banding ngn mamat2 lain, dia biasa2 je. tp xtau nape aku rasa dia interesting sgt. Mula2 susah, sbb dia x terer sgt b.i and aku ckp portuguese bleh lah, tp mamat ni ckp spanish. so kitorg xbyk berckp sgt, tp slalu mcm buat bnda sama2. masak sama2. potong sayur sama2. main game sama2. main poker sama2. serius, x berckp. senyum2 gelak2 je. ha, ni lah cinta aku ckp woo..aku jumpa dia weekend je sbb aku duduk kt bandar lain. so bila aku balik bandar aku, kitorg berckp dlm fb lah, pakai google translator. time tu aku ingt dia bengap b.i sangat, so aku lah yg translate chatt ngan dia guna bahasa spanish ko..masa tu serius rasa bilingual gler. hhahaha.. so kitorg keep on chat tiap2 mlm. chat benda2 bodoh je. pastu dah aku mcm suka kan kat mamat ni, next weekend aku pegi lagi kat bandar dia, alasan nk spend time ngn aktivity aiesec, ptuih.padahal hati dupp dapp nk tgk dia. hahahaha.
ringkaskan cerita, aku pun sdar yg dia pun dupp dapp jugak everytime jumpa aku. mcm mana aku tau.. ?

                                                         cerita hindustan bermula.

 aiesec ada buat satu aktiviti siap kena bermalam segala dalam hutan. dlm hutan tu ada dewan besar, so kitorg pakat tido ramai2 kat dlm dewan tu. so aktivity dua hari satu malam. aku ni kan badan lemah lembik, takleh lasak sket, teruh pitam. so, aktivitinya lasak.. so time malam tu plak sejukkk gler.. esok pagi aku bangun aku sakit2..so hari kedua aku dah hilang suara, badan dah panas..tapi aku wat relax je lah..malas nak complain..so aku join je aktiviti diorg.. last2 aku x tahan aku pitam jgk.. aku pitam time nak gi toilet. aku bgn2 aku kt spital. ada lah sorg mamat aiesec teman aku. then dia lah teman aku n jaga aku segala..pastu aku tgk la phone dia x putus2 bunyik. aku intai tgk sapa message dia x putus2. rupa-rupanya cik abang saya..thehehe.. aku intai baca message yg dia hantar. message nya lebih kurang begini

' iman mcm mana? tlg jaga dia baik2'
'tlg update iman mcm mana.dia ok tak? doktor ckp apa?' 
'serius ke dia sakit, tlg tgk dia betul2, doktor ckp apa?

hahaha..dan selanjutnya...
maka tgh sakit2 tu tersenyum lah aku.tapi senyum cover sebab taknak mamat yg jaga aku kt hospital ni tau yg aku ada hati kt mamat ni.
tapi last2 mamat yg jaga kat hospital ni tanya.

'imannnnn, u ada apa2 ek ngan ES'
(aku letak nama dia ES lah..hehehe)

and aku ckp..ehh..takdelah..kawan je..nape?

then mamat tu bukak cerita...

bila aku pengsan ES dengan gaya hero hindustannya..eh hero latino lah..pangku kepala aku atas riba, then terus angkat aku bawak masuk kreta, padahal patutnya org lain yg kena ikut, tapi dia berkeras nak ikut hantar gi spital. then dia pangku aku sepanjang dalam kreta and dia angkat aku bawak masuk bilik kecemasan. drama tak ko..DRAMA TAK???!! tp last2 dia kena keluar and mamat yg jaga aku tu kena tunggu sebab mamat yg jaga aku tu pandai ckp b.i clear, and dia bleh translate apa yg doktor ckp kat aku. and ES tak reti ckp b.i sangat. so dia kena keluar and balik kat tempat yg ada aktivity tu. and after that, berjujut org tanya aku, aku ada apa2 ke ngan dia. and start situlah aku sedar dia pun dupp dapp jugak everytime jumpa aku.maka melompat kegembiraan lah saya.. hahahhahaha.

pendekkan cerita after kes drama pitam dan hero latino, kitorg start bercakap banyak.and aku sedar dia punya b.i makin ok.and dia pun tiba2 leh faham segala benda aku cakap, and aku bleh faham apa dia ckp. tiba2 magicnya kitorg bleh communicate. dia slalu ckp kat aku, bila interns lain ckp bi dia tak paham. tp bila aku ckp dia paham. cehhh..nak kata cinta punya pasal lah ni kan..so after that kitorang bercinta lahhh..tapi serius..mamat ni mmg sekepala and sejenis dgn aku. dulu aku bercinta 4 tahun dengan ex aku, susah nyeee nak jadi diri sendiri. aku ni jenis budak2 sket..suka main kejar...kdg2 gelak kuat,ckp kuat..suka piggy back ride, suka wat benda2 bodoh sama2..tapi ex aku yg 4 tahun ni jenis suka cover depan org, dia malu bila aku buas2 depan org, dia kata aku nak gain attention. so aku slalu kena marah kat dia. sob sob sedih. tapi ES ni serious aku ckp, sebijik perangai mcm aku. aku lari, dia lagi lari laju. aku buas2 bising2 meroyan sket, dia senyum terima aku seadanya. bila dia mcm jeles aku ckp ngan laki lain ke dia takde marah2 ke apa, dia senyummm dia tarik tangan aku bawak aku lari. ada one time, dia mmg dah lama tak puas hati dgn mamat brazil sorg ni, sbb mamat brazil ni suka sentuh2 peluk2 bila bercakap. mcm pervert sket la.. so aku bercakap la ngan mamat ni, ckp ckp ckp.. tiba2 si ES ni dtg, tak banyak ckp, dia dukung aku, bawak lari dari mamat brazil tu, siap sambil bawak lari tu senyummmmm gelak.. hahaha.. tak pernah marah..tak pernah berkasar..aku nk tau dia tak suka aku buat something senang. dia tarik tgn bawak lari. hahahaha. aku tak tau la korg rasa apa.aku rasa sweet. takde nak kena dengar bf berleter or maki, i taknak u buat itu ini segala.

aku takkan bleh lupa, memori kitorg main hujan, serious, dengan baju smart2, last2 lari bawah hujan main kejar2, ada satu masa dia tanya aku apa fav flower aku, aku ckp aku suka rose merah. skali time dia jemput aku kat stesen bas, aku tgh tungguh dia sambil makan dengan sehatnya, tiba2 dia datang peluk dari belakang and kasi rose merah. cair kak cairrrrrr! hahaha.. then main adventure, amik peta bandar, pastu pejam mata, point satu tempat pakai jari, then kitorg jalan adventure try cari mana tempat tu..then menari slow dance kat tepi pantai, org lain berparty huu haa, kitorg baring atas jalan raya then dia explain pasal mcm mana nak tgk arah pakai bintang..and dia ajar aku mcm mana nak masak pasta. and DIA masakkan aku breakfast, lunch.ckp je nk makan apa, dengar yer dengar ayat dia lebih kurang begini :

'ok sayang, nak makan apa? i masakkan.' 

wehh... serius weh.. biar betul. BIAR BETUL??!!! hahahah..
and dia knalkan aku kat seluruh pelusuk family dia. mak ayah atuk nenek mak sedara pak sedara, kakak, boyfriend kepada kakak, anjing dia kucing dia semua dia kenalkan. aku borak ngan mak dia guna skype. mak dia ckp 'you must be special sebab cik abng ES ni x senang nk fall in love" ohhh...mak mertua pun..ayatttt..hahaha..

tapi tgh syok bercinta tu adalah satu yg tak bestnya... ES ni program dia lain dgn aku..aku kerja kat sini and aku duduk sini minimum 6 bulan.. ES duk sini under social work, so max dia duk sini 3 bln. Sedap kitorg bercinta tp kitorg tau kitorg kena reality, tak kemana pun nak bercinta sakan, sebab dia pun dh nk kena balik negara dia. aku plak tgh stay lg kat brazil. tapi lepas discuss2 aku pun kebetulan nak buat trip pergi negara dia before aku balik malaysia, so aku setlah, before aku balik malaysia, aku melawat negara dia dulu, so kitorg akan jumpa one last time before aku chow malaysia. which is bulan 7.. dia balik negara dia bulan 3. so ada 4 bulan nak jumpa lagi. aku plak sejak kena tipu dgn ex bf aku bila long distance, aku malas lah nak long2 distance segala..i mean come on la.. lagipun ke mana lah sangat kitorg punya relationship ni kan.. so aku mmg dah mentaly ready nk let go dia.sayang mmg la sayang..tp aku fikir realiti.malas nak fantasi segala.aku siap ckp, kalau dia dah ada awek baru kat negara dia before bulan 7 ckp lah kat aku, aku ok je, and aku still melawat negara dia tp as kawan je lah. dia pun ckp benda sama.tapi dia ckp if aku ada bf baru dalam masa 4 bulan ni, jgn post gambar segala dlm fb, sebab dia taknak tgk. susahh wooo.. so bayangkan masa kitorg nak say good bye tu payahhh nya mcm mana wehh..susahhhhhhhhh.. banjir stesen bas. dia menangis, aku menangis.

so bergood bye lah kitorg..

aku ingat sampai situ lah..tapi mamat ni keep on contact aku. 24 jam. and still act the same mcm dia kt brazil. aku ok je..aku suka lah..dah aku mmg sayang dia betul kan. last2 dia ckp kat aku, boleh tak tunggu dia sampai bulan 7..still jadi gf dia sampai bulan 7 bila aku melawat dia nanti, and tunggu dia sebab dia kata dia nak tunggu aku. aku ckp la,aku takde hal, aku mmg bleh handle long distance and aku jenis kalau dah sayang sorg tu, dia je yg aku sayang. aku ckp aku takut dia je takleh handle. tp dia ckp, dia nk tunggu, so aku ok lah.. so kitorg pun sambung lah bercinta jarak jauh. shitt lah, aku datang brazil jauh2, dah kena cheat dgn ex bf kt malaysia sebab long distance, next relationship aku long distance jugak.hahaha

So..sekarang.. aku cakap, aku n ES ni long distance tp serius tak rasa jauh..aku slalu rasa dia ada dgn aku. kalau kira ni dah 2 bulan kitorg long distance, sepanjang 2 bulan, tak pnah skali dia lupa msg aku good morning, n good night. if aku mcm sedih, dia terus call aku pakai skype tak kira pukul brapa,or dia tgh buat apa. dia tgh shopping dgn atuk dia pun call aku suruh aku ckp dgn atuk dia. bila skype sampai tertidur2..
tapi aku ckp..long distance tak senang wei.. ada satu time mcm aku rasa aku jauh sket dgn dia..tak tau nape..maybe hormone nak period kot.sensitive terlebih.haha. pastu dia mcm busy terlebih dalam satu minggu tu.so aku mcm sedihla.aku ingat..hurm..ni tak jadi ni..pastu aku sedih lah satu hari tu..aku ingat lagi..hari tu 14hb. gi kerja muka macam mintak penampar... tapi tiba2 kawan aku santiago tarik tangan aku bawak keluar kelas.aku tgh mengajar time tu...pastu aku tgk kat koridor sekolah ada satu jambak bunga besaaaaaarrrrrrrr gila.. pastu santiago hulur kat aku kad. aku baca kad tu..perghhhh.......dari cik abang aku! so dalam seminggu tu rupanya dia p contact santiago suruh santiago beli bunga kat aku, and dia poskan kad yang dia tulis ayat yg bikin aku cair takde kaki. so dalam seminggu dia duk sebok plan dengan si santi ni nak kasi surprise kat aku pada hari 14 hb sebab rupa-rupanya 14hb time valentines day bulan lepas adalah time kitorg mcm declare yg kitorg suka each other. so konon anniversary sebulan. perghh..aku pun tak ingat2 lahhh.. mana nak sambut anniversary bulan2..maka banjirlah aku menangis kat sekolah. santi ckp kat aku ES kena bayar tax banyak gila sebab nak hantar duit dari negara dia masuk bank santi kt brazil.tp dia nak jugak kasi present kat aku.  last2 santi ckp kt aku, baik ko syg bf ko betul2 dow. jgn nak curang sana sini. pergh. santi kata ES bersungguh gler nak surprisekan aku. sob sob..sedih.. and paling aku takleh lupa ayat dia yg dia tulis dlm kad .

' bla bla bla.....even kita jauh, i akan try my best kasi u rasa i ada dekat dgn u, and i akan kasi u surprises and i slalu ada untuk u, tlg sabar and tunggu i '
(cehh..translate gaya org melayu bercinta..hahahahahah)

so, aku tak tau apa akan jadi in future. most probably, mmg takkan jadi apa2. maybe kitorg bleh tahan tunggu sampai bulan 7, tapi aku dah balik malaysia nanti nak menunggu apa lagi? haa..so, mmg aku rasa tak adil, org yg perfect untuk aku, takde silap salah, satu satunya org yang aku boleh jadi diri sendiri and still ckp aku cantik even aku tak pakai make up and let me tell you, bila aku tak pakai make up aku mcm hantu. finally, aku jumpa, org yang sudi pegang tangan aku and gelak kuat2 and main kejar2 and tak perlu ckp banyak, aku faham apa dia rasa, and dia faham apa aku rasa. serius.magic. aku finally dah jumpa org ni, tapi..bakal terpisah bukan setakat negara, malaysia hujung dunia, negara dia hujung dunia. aish..kejam weh. 
tapi takpe :) aku just hargai masa yg ada skrg sementara kitorg syok bercinta. go with the flow. hormat each other. and just hargai dia sementara ada masa bersama. yg future tu kita fikir bila future dh datang :)

anyway, maka dengan itu aku declare kat sini. yes, aku jatuh cinta dgn mamat latino.
ok habis.

Islam di negara yg tiada islam. kekuatan. cabaran.

Im not a perfect muslim. Aku rasa korg pun bleh agak based on gambar2 aku smua tu kan. Aku siap kena block ok fb aku dari umi abah aku! Mau kena lempang Nampak aku pakai short camtu. Eh siot la, hari tu dah kantoi. Kakak aku la bangang, aimi. Dia bukak fb dia pakai ipad abah, abah lak kebetulan tgh cuti balik Malaysia. Pastu agaknya umi abah ternampak la gmbar2 aku. Shittttt. Abah hantar email kat aku panjang gileeeee weh.. tapi abah mmg the best. Dia tak pnah marah2, or tengking, or mmg tak pnah marah lah senang cite. Tapi dia kasi ayat2 sedih yg buat ko nak selam muka ko dalam kapal selam. Shit la lu aimi, shittt! Umi mmg aku rasa dh maki2 aku dh kat Kelantan tu. Abah, relax je.email dia start dengan cerita haiwan peliharaan dia, dia crita angsa dia mati la..dia beli angsa baru, pastu tiba2 jenggg..

                   `abah Nampak gambar2 awak..`

 DAAAAMMMNNN! Sampai hari ni aku x brani nak skype ngan umi abah aku.hahahaha.tapi mmg bagus pun, aku xberapa suka skype. Sebab after skype aku mesti stress, rindu sangat kat diorg. Umi plak suka main kasar, tgh2 skype dia tau aku rindu makanan Malaysia, dia pun makan la depan computer `errmm..sdappnya imann…sdapnyaa..brazil ado tok aye masok meroh ni? Xdop key ? padey muko..duduk sano nuh senyak2’ ..yup..umi mmg penyayang.hehe. ANYWAY. Balik ke topic. Being a muslim in a country where, arr..there is no muslim? Yup..thats the right word. Negara ni x de org islam.arghhh!

DUGAAN, PEER PRESURE, CULTURE SHOCK. Virginity : )

Aku nak sentuh satu benda yg paling big deal kat sini. Pergaulan n Being a virgin. Pakaian, erm.. hehe..kat Malaysia pun tak berapa betul pemakaian aku. So takdelah mcm big deal sgt.ok,I mean it is a big deal. But. .oh shuttup, aku taknak sentuh xnak sentuh lah! Ok.

Cuba korg letak diri korg kt tmpat aku. Ko duk kt Negara asing, takde satu pun bangsa ko. Takde sorg pun agama ko. Takde sorg pun tau bahasa ko. Takde sape tau adat ko, woi siap xde sapa pun lah tau Negara ko kat mana! Malaysia x feymes mana pun la, diorg xknal.diorg knal Indonesia je. Jom tutup muka semua rakyat Malaysia. Malu..kita tak feymes. Haha

.Ok, even aku nmpak huu haa ke laut, pakai baju x tutup aurat sampai nak skype ngan umi abah pun dh tak brani bila kantoi, TAPI, aku mmg hold on satu bnda. Never have sex, until im married to my husband. Aku pun x tau nape aku pgg sangat benda tu, tp aku obsess la pasal being a virgin ni. Kalau aku tk kawin sek sok mampus, virgin smpai lanyut tetek ke lantai. Haha. Anyway, kt brazil ni, slalunya umo enam belas, slalunya time tu bdk2 smua hilang dara diorg. Slalunya by the time umo aku, prangai dh terlebih matang, mak ayah pun dh tak kesah if ank pompuan dia duk serumah ngan bf. Basically, by the time umo aku, even mak ayah ko pun tumpang sedih kalo ko virgin lg. hahaha. And here I am, 23 tahun,or kalau kira 2013 aku dah 24 lah.. still a virgin, living in brazil. Hahahahahahaha.. susahhhh siallllllllll.hahaha..aku rasa nak jerit, nak lepas geram nak jerit nak JERITTT, SUSAHHHHHHH !!!

Org sekeliling ko kasi tkanan kat ko, 

`alah iman, ko dh gile ke..ni brazil kot, ko kena buat dow’  

’buat benda tu sedappp iman, aku kesian kt ko xpnah rasa nikmat buat bnda tu’ .

 arghhhh! Siap apa tau, aku ada sorg kwn pmpuan ni, dia org brazil la. Tak perlu sebut nama. Aku rapat gila babi dgn dia. N dia ada adk laki mmg hensem nak mampus. Aku slalu gi umh diorg. N aku suka gurau2, ‘adk ko henseeemmm,meh meh, kasi kt aku, aku jaga adk ko’

haha..tp serius dow, adk dia hot gler. Haha. pastu aku pun bangang slalu gurau bnda2 yg mmg bodo.. time kitorg lepak2, kitorg ckp pasal taste kitorg kat laki, aku ngan kawan guatamala aku pun ckp la,

‘haaa..adk ko taste kitorg’.

Aku pun gurau..dh kawan aku seko ni suka stress aku pasal aku ni virgin. Slalu ugut nak jual aku. Dia kata punya la kurg virgin kt brazil ni,kalau dia jual aku, bleh beli 2 buah rumah, 3 buah kereta, pastu siap leh gi vacation luar negara. Haa, so aku gurau lah dgn dia 

‘haa, meh meh, first time aku, ko kasi adk ko lah’ 

AKU GURAU. Ok.. AKU GURAU. Dia ingt aku serius, dia siap msg adk dia. Pastu aku mula lah malu sial nk gi umh dia ngadap adk dia. Skali adk dia reply, 

‘ON, lain kali klo iman dtg umh dia tido bilik aku dgn aku’

 Gile kau GILE! Tp pastu aku ckp la kwn aku, aku gurau la babiiii.aku gurauuu…AKU GURAU. Tp sejak mlm tu dia mmg try gler babi nak kenenkan aku ngn adk dia. Adk dia mmg sweet segala tp come on la wei, COME ON LA! Smpai lah masa 21 dec  ek..yg hari konon nk kiamat tu? Aku lepak la umah kwn aku ni,adk dia smua ada. Time tu mlm, esknya 21 dec.. skali mlm tu kat brazil ribut ko..smua cuak.semua ingat nk mati.  Haha. skali kwn aku tu dhla mabuk, mmg lg meroyan minah tu. Dia pgg tgn aku, dia pgg tgn adk dia, dia satukan kitorg pastu dia ckp

‘meh buat satu perjanjian, kalau esk kiamat, tlg jgn kasi iman mati dlm virgin. Tlg tido ngn dia mlm ni’

Aku mcm babiiiiii punya pompuan. Adk dia dh sengih2..ingat lawak apa? serius aku ckp, kt sini kwn aku terbahagi dua jenis. Satu jenis yg mmg xleh trima kenyataan aku virgin, n x sbr nk suruh aku lose it, kenenkan aku dgn mamat tu lah, nil ah..siap carik calon. And sejenis kwn2 lagi, yg bila tau aku virgin, jaga aku tahap gila2.siap overprotective gler2. Tp aku ckp kat korg, kt sini sgt sexual. Lagu diorg sexual, party diorg sexual, org2 diorg sexual, tv diorg sexual, iklan dlm tv pun sexual! Perempuan kt sini lg bagus x virgin dr yg virgin. Siap kwn aku ckp, mostly laki kt sini diorg nak yg x virgin, sbb diorg mls nak buat dgn virgin sebab leceh. Byk kerja. Nk kena slow lah.jaga hati la. Diorg mls. Sbb diorg nk fuck pstu blah. And pompuan pun mcm tu. Kawan aku tu jenis suka fuck n blah. Padahal pompuan. Dia kt party, fuck kt tndas, dgn laki yg nama pun dia x tau. Itu normal.

So, ramai kwn2 aku Tanya, eh, ko kapel la sorg mamat latino kt sana. Meh aku ckp, x susah nk ngorat mamat kat sini. Serius. Tak susah. TAPI. Aku lah yg susah kalau dh kapel ngan diorg. Korg ingat diorg xnak buat? Mana nk cari mamat latino kt sini yg 

‘Apa sayang, kita kapel tp xleh wat sex? Oohh..xpe…..xde hallll’

no way! Cari dlm lubang cacing pun xde la. Maybe lubang semut ada.

Kat Malaysia slalunya, kita couple, baru lah pgg2 tgn semua dan selanjutnya..kat sini x..terbalik..dia selanjutnya dulu..pastu kalau dia rasa serasi, baru dia kapel. Kt sini biasa je ko wat sex dgn org yg nama dia pun ko tak tau. Jujur aku ckp, bukannya aku tak tertarik nk kapel ngn mamat sini. Diorg lyn ko baik, diorg mmg romatik, nk banding ngn laki Malaysia, mmg jauh lah.sorry.tapi betul. Diorg hensem nak mampus, n diorg fun. Tapppppiiiii, mmg aku takkan jumpa lah yg jenis x nk buat sex. Tu mcm rule dia. Lg2 aku foreigner. Aku dh ckp, diorg suka nk test something different. Sedihnya, aku jujur n terpaksa admit, mostly laki yg dtg usha2 aku n cuba baik2 ngan aku kt sini, mmg coz diorg nk tidur ngn aku je. Serius. And diorg tau aku kt sini duk stahun je, so seronok lah, boleh have sex, pastu aku balik, kira dh ar. Mmg sedih nak admit.tp tu kenyataan. N Alhamdulillah, aku x bodoh n aku nampak benda ni smua. Tipu la kalau aku ckp aku x cair. Time dia nk ngorat ko weh..perghhhh…dgn muka mmg hensem, bdn hot segala, bahasa latino dia..tak ke cair sampai xde kaki aku.. mmg tergoda. TAPI. Ntahlah, maybe berkat doa umi abah? Umi kata dia slalu doa supaya anak2 dia mmg terjaga. Doa ibu kan. So, stakat ni xde tercair smpai jadi bodoh. Masih kuat. Masih dgn pegangan yg sama. Tunggu kawin. Ingat umi abah.

Kesimpulan kt sini, awal2 masa aku nk explain nape aku x minum, nape aku xmkn babi, nape aku xleh have sex..sgt susah. Minum dgn babi tu boleh lagi ikut pesan abah aku, ckp allergic. Byk betul aku allergic, babi la..arak la..dah takkan nk ckp allergic sex plak? Nk explain cane?

‘oh, sy xleh have sex, saya allergic, nanti demam seminggu masuk hospital’.

Maunya aku kena gelak guling2 kt org2 sini.

So trpaksa la aku explain, aku org islam. Agama and adat aku menuntut kaum pompuan dia supaya stay virgin smpai lah kawin. aku kena stay virgin smpai aku kawin. and aku hanya boleh bersama dgn suami aku lah. Perghhh ko.. byk sial aku kena balik bila aku ckp cmtu. Antaranya:

1)      Bayangkan, kalau ko dh kawin dgn suami ko, n turn out sex dgn dia x bagus, n x puaskan ko..apa ko nk buat? Sebab tu ko kena test drive dulu, sdap tak sdap baru ko kawin dgn org tu.

2)      HAA? Seuumur hidup mknanya ko bleh have sex dgn sorg laki je lh? Baik aku bunuh diri.

3)      Mcm mana ko nk kawin dgn org tu kalau ko x tau dia bagus ke x atas katil ?

4)      Suami ko kalau x virgin, korg x kesah sgt. Tp kalau pompuan x virgin, susah untuk org terima?

5)      Buat je lh iman. Sbenarnya laki xkan boleh tau ko virgin ke x virgin. X semua org berdarah first time dia hilang virgin dia. Percayalah, laki takkan bleh tau. (ni apa yg mak aku kt sini ckp, dia kerja doktor pakar sakit puan)

Setan hasut sana sini. Org sekeliling support. Dh nak dkat stahun aku xde real life contact ngan mana2 islam kt sini. Org melayu ke. Aku dh ada kt dunia lain. Dunia di mana, jadi anak dara, lg aku kena stress dgn komuniti.  Aku boleh doa je, smoga umi abah aku tak putus2 doakan aku, supaya aku kuat kat sini, supaya se huu haaa aku, aku masih ingat satu hari nanti aku pun nk kawin. satu satunya bnda paling berharga aku bleh kasi kt future husband aku, x kira sapelah dia. Is being a virgin for him. Aku takut nk ckp besar ckp, ‘ahh, aku takkkkannn buat’ coz slalunya yg ckp bsar, lagi tuhan nak uji, sebab tuhan tak suka org bongkak. So, apa aku bleh ckp, aku syg umi abah aku. Mungkin bnda ni tak big deal untuk sesetengah pihak, tapi benda ni big deal untuk aku. Aku taknak betray trust abah aku. Cukuplah aku kantoi, pakai sexy2 kt sini. Aku xnk hancurkan hati abah. Tu janji aku dgn abah.

Kesimpulan? Being a virgin dlm komuniti mcm ni, susah, lagi susah bila ko sorg je org islam, org melayu. SEORANG. Tapi, susah mcm mana kita kena kuat. Aku kena kuat. Aku ada abah. Aku ada umi. Aku ada janji aku dgn abah.  Sorry kalau korg rasa topic ni kontroversi sgt. Im just being honest. Bagus jugak aku tulis menda ni. Makin aku tulis, makin aku sedar mana tempat aku.

Latin America takk bahayyaaa, Cuma kdg2 kitorg letup bas bila kitorg marah.

Ok. Aku pun tak tau nak ckp pasal bnda ni camne. Stakat ni bnda paling gila aku pnah kena pun yg bas kena bom tu. Alhamdulliah, stakat ni aku xde kena rompak segala lg.kalau stakat kena tahan dgn mat drug nak pau duit tu biasalah. Dah terbiasa.  balik kepada cite bas kena letup tu.hehe.kelakar sbenarnya. Punya lh terbiasa dgn ganas2 kat sini smpai aku leh gelak je bas kena letup kan. Aku kt sini geng aku adalah sorg awek dari Guatamala and 3 org mamat dari Colombia.

Dari kiri yg sepak tu : Santiago

Sluar hitam : Sergio a.k.a Checho
Terbalik seluar biru : Juan Sebastian

Ni Damaris dari Guatamala.

So sambung cite.. kitorg semua satu geng slalu p vacations sama2. Kitorg mmg ada geng brazil, tp sebab kitorg sama2 pendatang, tu yg jadi rapat terlebih tu.dh mcm adik beradik. Aku tak ingat bila, tp kitorg gi la vacation kat satu tempat kt Brazil ni nama Floripa. Kt sana yg feymes pantai2 dia best. Tp aku rasa best lg pantai2 n pulau kt Malaysia. Tp disebabkan Brazil ni kurng sngt pantai, so diorg mcm UPKAN gler pantai2 diorg. Tp aku rasa honestly pantai tu mcm pantai2 kat Bachok Kelantan tu jek.haha..Cuma ombak dia kuat so banyak la surfers. Hehe. And lg satu berbezaan besar pantai kita ngan pantai dia , pantai dia kita boleh cuci mata. KENYANG. Aku balik dari pantai tu dengan senyuman kenyang tgk abg2 latino badan sasa main rugby pantai. Fuuhh! Haha. And perempuan kat pantai aiayayayyaa, baik xyah pakai baju je. Dia punya bikini mcm saiz baju dlm anak sedara aku yg umur tak sampai stahun lagi. Tak cover pape pun! Aku rasa kalau abang aku dtg pantai ni, tgk minah latino pakai bikini, demam dia. Demam bikini.

LETUP LETUP BAS, baguslah abg mafia ni.

Anyway, Floripa ni kalau naik bas dari tempat aku lebih kurang 10 jam. Bandar dia best lah.. org dia lagi open, banyak students . so best. Tapi ngam2 time kitorg smpai time tu lah ada kes Kepala mafia ni gaduh ngan polis. Geng mafia ni dia p umah ketua polis kat floripa tu, pastu dia p tmbak bini polis tu. Polis tu marah, dia pun p kumpul semua geng2 mafia tu yg sedia ada dalam penjara, dia p seksa sorg2.. pastu geng mafia kat luar ni pun lagi mengamuk, so dia nak memberontak. So apa dia buat, ce teka, ce teka.. haa, dia p bom bas awam a.k.a bas yg kitorg naik tu. Bukan bas yg travel jauh2, tapi bas yg nak travel dlm Bandar. Apa yg jadik, diorg akan berhentikan bas, pastu letak pistol kat kepala  pemandu bas, pastu dia sruh org2 awam keluar, pastu dia bom bas. Pastu dia suka. Atleast dia x bunuh org awam kan.Cuma ugut2 gitu. Alhamdulillah, bas aku tak kena, dalam satu hari aku kt situ 5 bas kena letup. And masa kitorg kat sana, Bandar Floripa kena kepung and konker ngan abang2 mafia. Apa aku buat time tu? Aku duk kt pantai skodeng abang2 latino main rugby. HAHAHAHA. Takdelah, all im saying is, aku n kwn2 aku bernasib baik sbb bas kitorg xkena. Tp kitorg ada la masa tgh kalut2 mafia kepung Bandar semua tu. Pastu, polis bersepah satu Bandar, stress je kitorg.ye lah, bukan kitorg wat salah tapi sapa suka polis dow.stress dow tgk polis. Aku dhla org asing, kn dia ingat aku pndatang haram kan susah.

CERITA KWN COLOMBIA AKU

Ok, satu citer lagi. Salah sorg kwn Colombia aku antara tiga org tu, bapak dia senator kt Colombia. Aku xleh kasi tau yg mana. kalau ko rasa brazil lagi gile, Colombia lg gile nk mampus. Dia cite kat aku, bapak dia bnyk kali nk kena bunuh sbb kat sana, diorg ada masalah mafia lg,pastu tentera dlm hutan guerrilla tu. Diorg mmg keje nak bunuh president, senator semua. Tu je keje diorg. So ahli politik kita patut syukur diaorg duk Malaysia,org Malaysia ni baik. Xde nk bunuh2. Buat demostrasi pun, aman je.mcm berkawad pun ada aku tgk. Kat latin America ni, kalau dia xsuka kat ahli politik tu, diorg culik or bunuh. Settle. Masalahnya, semua ahli politik diorg nk bunuh, yg baik, yg jahat, semua pun dia nak culik n bunuh. Kurang kasih sayangg la org Colombia ni. Haha. Anyway, ada satu time tu, kwn Colombia aku cite, family dia kna pindah gi USA senyap2 sbb time tu semua ahli politik kena culik n bunuh sorang sorang. Time tu dia umo sekolah rendah rasanya, ke sekolah menengah aku x ingat. Bapak dia pnah kena culik, tp bapak dia terlepas. Lepas dia cerita segala perit hidup family dia sbb jadi ahli politik kt Colombia, aku pun ckp satu benda je

 ‘ eh, bapak ko senator ek, asal ko mcm bangang2 ek? Ko x mcm anak senator dow, tlg la jgn ckp ko bakal ganti tmpat bapak ko, hancurrr’

 hahahaha..ok lepas tu dia kurung aku luar rumah. Tak. Serius. Dia kunci aku luar rumah. Malam2 buta. Dia kata ni balasan aku. Shit lu. Gurau kasar.

CERITA KWN GUATAMALA AKU

ok, kalau korg rasa brazil tu bahaya, Colombia lagi dasyat. Kalau ko rasa Colombia lagi dasyat, Guatamala lagi maha dasyat. Haha. Aku simpan yg paling dasyat kat last skali. Kalau ikut level keselamatan, brazil paling ok, pastu Colombia, last guatamala. Ni tmpat yg paling gila kt latin America. Dia lebih kurg sama bahaya dgn Mexico, el Salvador semua tu. Kwn aku ni asalnya dari City of Guatalama. Sepanjang aku kwn ngan dia berpuluh2 crita gile babi dasyat yg dia story kt aku pasal Negara dia. Negara dia truk sgt tahap bahaya tu ko xleh byg. Kita slalu tgk kan cite2 gangster kt latin America. Aku ingat tu dlm crita je. Rupanya reality lebih kurang. Paling best baru2 ni dia cite kat aku, time tu dia balik guatamala jap untuk xmas, aku je stuck sorg2 kat brazil. Pastu dia smpai sini aku gi umh dia borak2 lepak2. Kitorg bincang la pasal negara2 yg tgh fuck up semua tu. Aku plak tgh obsess layan documentaries pasal negara2 yg tgh teruk2. Dia pun story,

‘eh, ari tu time aku rest2 kt umah aku sorg2, aku dgr bunyi pistol dum dum dum, tp aku penat sgt aku x layan. Pastu mak aku balik umh, mak aku cuak2 ckp kt luar rumah aku polis duk main tembak2 dgn mafia. Ada mayat semua’

Dlm hati aku, eh selamba nye ko minah crita kat aku smbil sedap je ko sedut asap rokok mcm ko crita kat aku kucing ko mati.org mati la gila, ORG mati! Aduii..

Tp nk wat cane, dia dah terbiasa dgn benda tu. Jiran sbelah umh dia kena bunuh, kawan dia kena bunuh, ada kawan dia p club, jumpa sorg mamat ni, balik umh mamat ni, tido2, tiba2 dtg brader2 masuk bilik tembak mamat tu. Settle.  collection crita org sekeliling dia yg kena bunuh mcm collection aku punya crita pasal binatang peliharaan aku  mati sebab aku x reti jaga. Actually collection cerita dia lagi banyak dari aku. Pets aku yg mati pun x sebanyak org sekeliling dia yg mati.

Kesimpulan? Rakyat Malaysia. Meh sebut sama sama. SAYA BERSYUKUR JADI RAKYAT MELAYSIA. Hehe. Dah penat. Bye. 

Ni after berjaya blah dari Floripa. Muka happy dpt balik rumah masing2 lari dari abg2 mafia!