Saturday, January 28, 2012

vanilla twilight, i love you

salam alaik & helloooo mike!


takda apa nak type..
just suka ayat dr lagu ni
Vanilla twilight ni..
lirik tu...
"oh darling, i wish you were here"

ok, tht's so sweet.
credit to Rachel Summer, she introduce me to Owl City.
since i already knew about that guy, but i just missed out lots about that shy boy..
lagu dia skrg sweet je kan?
nice lah.
compared dgr lagu Nicki Minaj > superbase..
aiyaa, lagu tu lucahhhhhhhhhhh...

penting juga kita dengar lagu omputih ni, so that kita tahu maknanya..
bukan nyanyi tak tentu hala,
mcm kes lady gaga...
lagu yg alejhendro (lantakkk lah ejaan slh)
*huahuahuaha*
lagu tu byk mcm pmujaan & sesat..

so, ada nikmat telinga.. dgr betul2 apa yg kita dgr..
samaada kita boleh jdikan smpadan atau tauladan dlm hidup.
jgn semborono je, kang jadi albino..
heeee~
karut marut..
:P


as i said ;
tak salah dgr lagu omputih.
as long as u know the limit..
and u know how to judge the song..
bagus ke tak, bermanfaat ke x...
ada maklumat baik ke x.

kdg2, dengan lagu kita tahu mcm2 bnda yg kita tak pernah dengar.
mcm ZH bljr dr lagu Bruno Mars..
yg tajuknya "somewhere in Broklyn" & Grenede & Count on me


ok, untuk tidak menampakkan entry kali ni bosannnnnnnnnn.
ZH nak cerita tentang Celine Dion.
siapa nak dengar???
*hmm, act bukan dengar> tapi baca*
eh sukaaa hati aku lahhh (gaya2 vlogger aiman azlan)
:P

well, kisahnya bermula...
celine sgt berbakat menyanyi...dia suka menyanyi, satu hari.. dia nak cuba bakat dia dgn mintak org bagi komen masa dia menyanyi lagu.
dia baru hbis skolah time tu. dlm umo 17 cmtu laaa...
dia pun pergi ke setiap buah rmh di kwsn perumahan dia...
dia ketuk setiap pintu and she said " hye, i'm celine... i want to sing, you want to hear?"
setiap kali pintu di buka, org tengok je muka dia.. smua tak nak dgr dia menyanyi..
pintu di tutup..
takda siapa yg sudi nak dgr dia menyanyi...
until 1 rumah ni, ada seorang lelaki....
lelaki ni cakap " yeah, sure.. please"
celine pun mula lah menyanyi...
alangkah trkejutnya lelaki ni mndengar suara celine yg AGAK dasyattt tu..
-saje je buat ejaan AGAK tu beso22222..physco!-
hehehe...

dia pun beri komen & berminat nak kenalkan celine pd kawannya yg mrupakan org industri dlm hal2 music ni....
lelaki tu & kwnnya mula gubah lagu best untuk celine dan buat lagu untuk mini album celine...
tapi dorang jual album, tanpa letak muka artist..
sekali keluar kat radio & segala bentuk 'mak nenek' lah..means media massa lerrr...
nama celine dion menjadi sgttttt terkenal..
howt,meletop..
kebabooooommmmm.....
=.='
so, after dpt income & royalti lagu..
lelaki tadi 'simpan' celine dion untuk 2 tahun (if tak silap)..
dia RENOVATE celine dion.....
sbbnya celine bukan seorg yg jelita pd awlnya..
after dia renovate celine..
barulah celine di prkenalkan pd dunia..
tahu tak, sejak hari tu..
celine trkenal & mrupakan slh seorg artist yg mndpt byran trmahal kt planet bumi niiiiii....
u know wht, after terkenal all over the world...
celine pun brkhwin...
cuba teka dia kawin dggn siapa???
yezaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa..........


teka...............
ok anda ada 60saat dari sekarang.
kira 1-60..

*cis menipu.. tak kira pun!!!!
nampak benooo menipunyeeeee~

heeeee~
dia kawin dgn lelaki yg tlh membantu dia. mengubah khidupan dia 360 degreeee..
beza umur mereka almost 20 years....
seeeee....
tentang seorg lelaki yg sudi tak pandang paras rupa & ada sifat kmanusiaan dan dgr je celine menyanyi....
dannnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn........
 sorg gadis kecil yg brjiwa besar snggup brusaha keras pergi kesetiap rumah untuk pamerkan bakatnya.. brusha kerassss.. & now.. at last...
she is the celine dion that we see on TV or internet...
bukan mcm sesetengah org kita *eh, 1/2 org (stengah)* yang gunakan org tgh untuk kpentingan diri...
ptffffffff~


moral of the story, jgn pandang paras rupa untuk menilai orgggggg..
(paras rupa is nothing!)
& also, build your confident nowwww......
work hard & be nice to people around you..
believe on Allah/God, after we already do our best..
insyaAllah, He will be always help us...


that's all sayang.
byee.

love,
ZH

(ni lagu Vanila Twilight by Owl City)
enjoy sweetheart~
~_~*

p/s: hari ni ZH berkesempatan dgr lagu dari DJ terkenal dunia (makin popular mamat ni)  > David Guetta.
ok, lagu dia not bad lah... music arrangement dia..
bunyi sesuai mcm kat club atasan *ecewah, mcm lah tahu sgt,kan???*
tak pening pon lagu dia...
just ok la.
cumanya video clip dia mmg mcm hape tah....
asyik bertandakkkk jeee...
so, ZH decide untuk dgr tapi bukan tgok.
^_^
(not bad sbb featuring dgn Usher, Nicki Minaj, Florida, Taio Cruz and also Ludacris)

Tuesday, January 17, 2012

Rachel Summer wrote something about me ;)

salam.
hye there.
i've got frends, name siewmay tay aka. masmawati tay or nama pena dia> Rachel Summer.
she also writer. but, better than me. she is english writer. (oh man, crap! i'm not good in english)
huahua..
she describe about me very well.
thanked Allah for sending her into my life. at least i know, what is people thought about me.
:P

now i know that i walk damn fast, until she call me G6.
G6 like a G6 (refer lagu omputih tu, yg video clip cm hape tu)
;P



here is her journal.

December 25th 2011, 1916

It was a hot Sunday Christmas. We took breakfast around 7 with the mixing taste of Kryptonite Milo (it was not that delicious to be honest, but it makes good crunchy sound which proves that it is indeed a breakfast cereal) and honey-flavored cornflakes (Oh my God, it tasted awesome that I could really write a whole novel about it and seriously, they have to write 'Night cereal', don't discriminate the nightime people!). That morning, Alia told me that I snored. For goodness sakes, I am not a snoring pig you could found around the yeehaw-ing country(none insults or sarcasm intended) but I think twice (really, there are no ineffable reason of why I should think twice questioning whether I snored or not) and said to myself; 'Damn girl, you snored because you're like walking besides a G6 plane yesterday and that you have to catch up with her 90000x turbo-fire.'
So, yes, I did snore and weird thing is I objected the idea of me, snoring. So I moved on as a strong woman I am and deal with it. I don;t care if I snores, but I'll be peaceful if the thought of my snores comes to great pitch of country musics; like the discovered-today-credited-to-Alia-country-music-which-sounds-catchy-and-a-bit-corny-lyrics, I wish to have a snore that sings and maybe I'll be The Girl Who Sings in Her Sleep (or even Prima Donna to be lucky) or a soap opera. I'll be famous and people will try to attempt a snore like mine but the result is only the piggy snore and they give up on it.
Okay, we could cut the part about the snoring. At 11 am, Alia's housemates and me included (dammit, you think I would stay in the creepy house alone? I even get scared by the flickering lights and the elevator-can-be-so-damn-stupid-sometimes accident and the idea of staying in the house alone, could be fatal. Don't laugh because I'm not some kids that needs babysitting whenever parents are out for the night or I'm not some brave kids from Home Alone). Anywho, we hung out at Pak Li's bistro which is our favorite place to be seen at - it seems cool, well for me it's like where you would found groups of girls hanging out with a wine on hand and won't even stares at just any random guys because they thought that they're an upper class woman with high taste of wine, with bitchy high heels and undeniably heavy makeup that seems to attract jerks. Such snobbish thought.
So, we stayed till the exact 1832 p.m; of which the waiter seems likely to be saying with his (annoyed) look; 'If you two aren't going to go back to wherever you belong to right this moment, I'll ban you from going here next time you come.'
And I would reply, 'For god's sake, you should come up with the idea of building a condo inside this bistro.'
After the wild imagination, we went home with me panting while talking to Alia on the way home. So it was a second shitty day because today went on like an old-school flying carpet with Aladdin or Sinbad 's ship which on the period cases, annoyed us entirely. Because I am a Mario girl, not a Tetris girl. Mario girl means that I am willing to go through painful challenges and adventures and dream for a great big applause in the end with fireworks up in the air just to compliment your harships of life. Unlike old, boring Tetris (no stereotyping and insults intended) that seems positive enough to bore me to death, with classic tee-tee-tiu music that could make Aladdin's adventure of slow flying carpet to an amazing one.
Did I mention Alia and I are going to write a comics on all of the spontaneous ideas? Yes we are going to. So Ganbate to the both of us and I'll be seeing you if I live from this intentionally cruel world that I have been living in. Though in some odd reasons, I really love this cruel world in order to hate it.

Yours Sincerely,

Rachel Summer


another journal about me,


December 26th, 2011, 0757

Sun-shiny morning to the world! Needless to say that Alia had complimented and commented my journal yester-night. "This is the funniest thing I ever..." and she laughs real hard that I think something has gone wrong with her head. Maybe she ate something or maybe the steroid cream just makes someone mental for one whole night. Seriously, that girl is like a bomb that could blow up just a minute if we trigger it; it was like the atom bomb that Brainy Einstein had made thus self destruct. I was kind of afraid that she might be dead in a matter of a second from asphyxia. Of course, as a heart-ful coward - that I think I could win a competition if ever was held one in 'Competition of the biggest coward a.k.a Loser" - I would run from the decease and start my new life in Pak Li's Bistro (where I would insist them to let me stay) and forget all about the cause of Alia's death.
I would leave the past life and bring about anew as a journalist. But one assignment later, I would see Alia sipping her coffee in Abu Dhabi still wearing her purdah, but with hair flows as sleek and shiny as Selena Gomez's and she is dating with Andrew Allen! I will roll my pencil in a very-journalist-way when I start to interview them.
As soon as I arrived on the gazebo where they hang out casually; I heard the following corny lyrics as Andrew sings it to Alia-Selena Gomez Helmi; 'I say hey, you say baby, how;s your day, I say crazy....' while Alia-Selena Gomez Helmi (God, such a long name!) sings Love You Like a Love Song to Andrew.
It was a romantic honeymoon cycle and phase between them that I would feel jealous and hysterically start to mix the coffee with a poison apple cyanide - that I had stole from Snow White quite a decade ago in a dingy forest filled with stupid fairy tales that sings stupid rhyming songs - when she go to the restroom.
I would write in my paper and send it to my editor company; Everything The Writer Writes are Worth a Pig's Shit Company.org

'January 4th: Alia-Selena Gomez Helmi had died in a tragic accident this afternoon at 12 a.m. where she was supposed to meet her Romeo (whom supposedly is the infamous Andrew Allen who is now my boyfriend) at the gazebo. It was accidental and I saw it happen along the period of her death - where odd things are cared to happen, where a stupid little elf sang a happy littlest elf song instead of a funeral song, thus, the little elf had been killed and now is buried under the construction area near Shah Alam. Whereas the death of Alia-Selena Gomez Helmi are a disturbed one, we (Team Journalist from Everything The Writer Writes are Worth A Pig's Shit) decided to give one final respect for the deceased.
'We buried her inside one of the G6 plane as a symbol of her turbo feet, with a purdah in front of the plane as a respect for her terrorist-like style. As her long lost friend, I have the slightest feeling to protect her even in her death and therefore I hired five Hot Yakuzas to stand besides her body in the plane. I was somehow feeling guilty because... well, tune out to see more of her sleek and shiny hair photos in post-mortem photography. Or if you ever interested in the gossip of me and my new sweet boyfriend, Andrew, you could either make an appoinment to see us in personal or subscribe our newsletter in order to receive hot, fresh gossip.
'Thus, the end has finally come. I feel sorry for the death of a great friend and has finally come to a resolution that jealousy is indeed satan itself.'
By: Rachel Summer (the greatest journalist in a century after the respected Prophet Nabi Muhammad so I'm quite famous)




i think that's all... see you when i see you, ok? take care peepz.
p/s: today is 17th Januarary 2012. my 3rd bother birthday.i hope he going to like the ARSENAL mug that i bought for him last night.
he said's liverpool > bluekkk, looser..hahaha.. man United also worst..haha...
hahaa..
happy birthday alang!
tq for being my super caring brother. i love youuuuu  (blushing)
hehe...


loving you tonight,
Zeeshan Heikal




ZH with Rachel Summer @ siewmay tay
di masjid Jamek KL.
31 december 2011.
^_^


video

this video, specially dedicate to my lovely housemate
Hasniza bt Othman
happy birthday babe~

Sunday, January 15, 2012

perigi cari timba? whaddaaaaa~


salam alaik' & hye.

baca tajuk je dah bergetar jantung anak-anak muda kan?
ecece....
ZH pun muda juga...
jadi ZH faham bebenor *trkeluar ckp Perak* (hamik!) istilah perigi cari timba.

so, the question is> boleh ke?
"tak malu punya perempuannnnn, ade ke nk ngorat laki atau dlm bhsa lebih mudah> pinang lelaki?" ayt si polan polan (ade ke nama ni? tak glemer lansung! huahua)

maka wanita2 yg nak pinang lelaki ni di hentam teruk-teruk, di caci sbb tak tahu malu....
*bagus jugak point ustazah kls islamic studies td. (terlebih fokus dlm kls, hehehe)

well, boleh.
wanita BOLEH pinang lelaki.
sebenarnya wanita yg pinang lelaki tu lebih besar keberaniannya.
& kami juga di beri hak untuk memilih siapa pasangan kamii...
kita amik contoh baginda Rasulullah saw.
isteri baginda, Siti Khadijah meminang bagindaa.

tapi, masih menerapkan nilai2 kesopanan Islam.
dengan cara menghantar orang tengah.
kan sweeetttt~
*cuba ckp 'so sweet'... (bunyi ala2 comei cmtu)

pernah lah terlintas nak pinang orang. tapi tu dulu... *kisah zmn bdk2 dlu*
now, insyaAllah tunggu lelaki pinang kot.
wallahualam... no comment!
;p


insyaAllah novel akan datang, cerita tentang wanita pinang lelaki.
so, girls.. please remember that> we also have our own right to choose our own husband.
please bear in mind> use proper way. guna orang tengah.
;)


*tetiba je came out with this topic. hua3...
btw, kawan ZH yg fly ke United States dah selamat smpai di lincoln. alhamdulillah.
-IKLAN KEJAP-
hehe



hmmmm.....
well, siapa kat sini pengikut blog2 ZH?
kalau korang notice, ZH berani nak tamatkan zaman bujang kalau ZH dah khatam & taddabur Quran kan?


malam tadi baru je selesai juzuk ke-22.
Alhamdulillah.
means ape?
tak lama lagi khatam & taddabur habis.
insyaAllah, boleh lah carry life stage yg seterusnya.
baru confident nak menjadi psgn kpd mr.unknown (wallahualam).
ececece..
~_~*

looking orang yg hafaz Quran.
ade x?
;)



siapa yang berminat nak dapatkan novel ZH, boleh send email pd ZH. nanti, ape2 info ZH send email kat korang.
insyaAllah.
mail me at > aliah.helmi@gmail.com



see you when i see u,
Zeeshan Heikal.


*pic sewaktu ZH join XPDC dakwah di dataran merdeka. tp on that 1st Januarary, ZH di tugaskan beri bunga ros kpd gadis2 atau erti kata lain > WANITA.

siewmay tay @ masmawati tay.
^_^



tu Yusuf.vkwn kampus ZH. ni kesinambungan pic dlmentry b4 ni.
kami pergi amik buah rambutan. heeeehee.
siap panjat pokok rambutan..
di temani siewmay tay. tq may & yusuf!!


kemaafan yang ku pinta

salam.

fuhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh~

dah lama tak update blog novel ni.
maafkan tuan hamba ye.
banyak lak kojeeeeee yg teman nk kne buat. al maklumlah budak universiti.
heeee~


well, tak banyak hal-hal terbaru yang ZH nk infom.
ZH dengan seorang kawan tgh dlm pembikinan buku komik 'YAKUZA CHICK'.
insyaAllah.
storyline, kisah betul tetang ZH dgn kwn tu.
rasanya nak publish dlm english.
kami tengah cuba rangka buku komik kelakar tu & *pelukis komik, kwn kampus jgk> firdaus.

well, harapnya komik tu dapat buat korang gembira tentang Yakuza> are girls. heeee~
insyaAllah kalau dah siap, kami nak send ke pihak karangkraft.
mohon doakan.

maybe tu je buat masa ni.
btw, ZH baru je masuk fasa baru> umur 21. wow~
Alhamdulillah,praise to Allah for everything.

terima kasih buat mereka2 yang beri hadiah & telah memeriahkan hidup ZH.
bukanlah hadiah yg ZH harapkan dr kalian, ZH cuma harap persahabatan yg kekal antara kita.
insyaAllah.
terima kasih atas segalanya.
semoga Allah merahmati kamu.

insyaAllah,kita jumpa di lain entry.
kpd pembaca yg ternanti-nanti novel soulmate keluar bila.doakan ye,ZH di beri kekuatan untuk habiskan mengarangnya hingga ke muka surat yg terakhir!
maaf sebab novel keluar lambat. ni smua angkara ZH xde momentum. :P
heeeee~



barakallah.

love you & never get tired,
Zeeshan Heikal


p/s: semalam ZH hantar sahabat baik semasa di Bainun ke KLIA. Zh ditemani kwn rumah & family nadz. Muhammad Nadzreen fly ke United States. Alone, lonely soldier. Memang hebatlah fly sorg2....
Tahniah Nadz, aku doakan kau berjaya di sana. berusaha, doa & tawakal. jaga kesihatan bhai, aku belum jadi doktor lagi ni.. so jangan lah cari penyakit lagi.. heheehee... all the best!
aku mewakili bainun Alumuni batch 2008, mendoakan kau selamat di sana. jihad ilmu okeyyyy.
Nadzreen, hazeem & alimin, korang fly lah dlu.. aku lewat sikit. haha..

Malaysia sangat beruntung mempunyai rakyat yg bijak pandai mcm Nadzreen. heeee~
belajar rajin2 kat sana yooobbb!
teruskan legasi 'yakuza' ko di sana.
huuahuahaha..
(gambar di curi tanpa izin)
:P





they are beautiful & i love them.
ZH dua dari kanan.
(gang '91)
^_^


ZH di kampung Beranang, kutip buah rambutan. heeeee~
habis baju kena kemuncup..
aiyaaaaa