the name is BeT

by end of part ONE, Butcher decided that Selebet is indeed inappropriate nickname for me. That was when he came out with an idea that changed the course of humanity's history.

"camni laa.. since kiterang dah panggil ko Selebet, kita short-form kan je laa nama ko tuh" said Butcher. "Nick name ko sekarang ialah: BeT"

"haaa..Bet pon OK gak. ko nak eja camne?" asked Nikmat. And there i was, surrounded with a couple of class-mates, asking do i prefer to be called with certain nick-names, and top of it, how do i want to personalise it.

"Bet? ok laa kot. sopan sikit. hurmm.. eja cam biasa je laa.. B.E.T"

and from that moment, it is official. my nickname throughout my life as a collegian is Bet. people will remember me by my nickname. not my real name. and little i know, that on that fateful night, i was signing a life-long agreement to associate Azamil Izzat with Bet.

as for now, i will respond to any of the names listed below:-

• azamil
• mil
• bet
• izzat
• hensem (hehe)
  

so here i am, telling the whole world how in the first place Azamil Izzat became Bet. and how Bet is indeed Azamil.

i rest my case.

end of part 2

.s.i.g.n.i.n.g.o.f.f.

introducing.....Mr BET !!

ladies and gentlemen, my name is Azamil Izzat. also known as Azamil. popularly known among MCKK and post-MCKK friends and colleagues as BeT.

then came the all-time favourite question. Where does BeT comes from? for sure nothing spelled by A.Z.A.M.I.L I.Z.Z.A.T can be pronounced as BeT. there are cases when those people who knew me by the name Bet, thought that my real name is Badrul. and for others, they tried to feminine-ise the name by changing it to Betty. hence, another monicker of Betty Badrul-lah :)

it was somewhere in March 2000, when i was in my first month in MCKK. back then, it was a tradition for almost everyone in any boarding school to have designated nicknames. some were macho ones, while others were not. nevertheless, each of us wears the name with pride. back to my story, most of the new intakes already have been designated with personal nicknames. my bed-mates, was given the name "Dawood" just because his face bear a resemblance of a senior who have graduated years ago. the same thing goes to Zulhilmi. he was re-named "Berg".

one night, as i was sitting on my bed, minding my own business, Pok Nik (my batch-mate) came by and we had a brief conversation. after a normal and routine "how are you" and "busy ke" stuffs like that, out of the blue these question popped out his mouth.

"suara engkau macam biasa dengar laa..ada dalam katun tuh...weh, ape nama ayam dalam cite katun Usop Sontorian?"

which i replied,

"Selebet"

and that was how it all started. Pok Nik dashed from my bed to next door's dormitory, and within minutes, people started calling me "Selebet".

had to endure the name-calling for one whole week. even tried to ignore the name, but somehow you just couldn't do that, else you will be labeled as an outcast. which is a terrible thing when you are living in a boarding school.

and it was fated, one night during night preparatory class (affectionately known as Kelas Prep Malam); Butcher, Nikmat, Kodok, Pojoe as well as Mu'ih; asked me, do i want the "Selebet" name. which reasonably i told them "No". even came out with several suggestions.

"Fullstop!" "takleh..nanti konfius ngan Stopa"
"Mil!" "takleh gak. dah ada Amir"
"Alpha?" "takleh gak.nama tu macho sgt"

after several names being proposed, it was decided that "Selebet" is indeed inappropriate. Then Butcher came out with a suggestion.

end of part 1

of Saturday and Friday

something happened last Friday. i was forced to re-evaluate back on my style and how i react to things.
do i continue to silently pursuing things that i want?
or shall i gracefully retreat whenever i found out that others already making their moves ahead of me?

something for me to ponder and reflect upon.


and yesterday (saturday), i felt as if i was thrown back into the past. spent the whole petang with colleagues at Sg Wang Plaza's Family Amusement Center a.k.a tempat main snooker/pool/video game.

played snooker (hoho..kinda tak reti2 main laie), pool (yeah, this one I'm OK laa) and Daytona! well, lost both races to Shaliza. *bummer*

anyway, Shaliza lost her phone, and therefore, i would like to post an obituary specially dedicated to her Nokia 3310 phone.

it has been a long time since we last met
we can still remember those days
when 3310 rules the world
when you even surpassed the greatness of your brethren 3210

lo! and behold
time has come for you to leave us
tho we never expected it would be this way
but thank you for reminding us
"kepergian itu satu kemestian"

as we stand here remembering you
we hope you will be comfortable where you are now
either inside a pocket of a lowy-life stupid fricking thief
or sat there displayed openly in any 2nd hand handphone shops

farewell we bid to you 3310
for Shaliza will never forget you
as for her, your family and bloodline is in hers
so as to give her another reason
to buy the latest Nokia phone model.

sekian, terima kasih.


-s.i.g.n.i.n.g.o.f.f-

i;m here

here i am, in the office, on the day when i'm supposed to be on leave.
no. it's not because i'm being forced to come to work.
and no, not because i'm married to my cubicle.
and no, it's not because of some female colleagues. hehe.
i guess, maybe it's because i'm just used of being at my cubicle on Mondays.
or maybe because i have tonnes of work to do?

1 ringgit question

how do you know you're in love?

hehe..sweet la plak type soklan ngan kaler pink :)

my beloved Opah passed away last Thursday night.
Semoga roh beliau dicucuri rahmat, dan berserta golongan yang beriman.

Would be glad if fellow readers could sedekah-kan bacaan Al-Fatihah for my late grandmother.

Al-Fatihah.

live obituary

morrie once said that it is a pity that the dead is unable to hear beautiful and good things about themselves while they are still alive. so he organised a gathering of all his friends and family members, to read to him his obituaries.

and now dear friends and visitors, would it be nice of you if you could share with us what would you write/say for my obituary?

Friday: WHat a night

for the record, this is the 2nd week i've been MIA from our ABLYNS weekly gathering session (apart from accidentally bumped into Nodi at Border's. of all places pulak too). *sigh*
sorry girls (and lan too). am missing u peeps, but u know that i love all of you kan?

played bowling yesterday. it was supposed to be a practice session for the upcoming bowling tourney, organised by HRM Professional Executive Club, for all HRM Division staffs. the tourney will pit three levels (in my division, we HR people conquered 2 and 3/4 of tower 1 floors') competing with each other for the rights to brag and of course the challenge trophy.

turned out, after a long hiatus from playing decent games of bowling (can't remember when was the last time i played), i guess the touch is still there :) well, played two games, and managed to dapat laa around 120++ per game. not bad la for me kan? but still got areas for improvement.

futsal last thursday was fun. when i mention fun, it actually means i managed to sweat a lot, and get to do some exercises. and scored loads of goals do helped in increasing my motivation. hehe. have i told you i've scored loads of goals that day? yeah, i managed to score loads of goals that day.

last night witnessed not one or two, but FOUR good things, i guess, happened to me.

1. befriended back an old acquaintance. we go way back to our 1st semester back in UTP. and now hoping that we could be friends. not just a mere acquaintance.
2. had dinner with my ex-roomie. and he told me that he is back to couple-dome (again :P) after a short hiatus of re-joining the single-dome club. luckily it's with the same lovely lady. kalau dah jodoh kan?
3. beat my roomie in intense games of pool. you see, this fella is like a hustler. be it in snooker, pool or even in java programming. so by beating him 3-2 in pool matches, i felt as if i've beaten him in snooker and pool games as well as in java programming. (hehehe. for the record: i'm in love-hate relationship with java. the programming language. not the java people, java beans or java province)
4. oh, i beat him too in a foos-ball match. 5-4. hahahahahahaahaha.

it's either he purposely lost to me, or i'm THAT GOOD last night. muahahahaahaha

owh, it was someone birthday yesterday! unfortunately, i dont eat cakes. except pure cheese OR pure chocolate cake. tiramisu? no way. happy birthday, Madam L! :)

.s.i.g.n.i.n.g.o.f.f.

persoalan penting

korang pernah tak terpikir, camne sebenarnya saintis dapat ilham untuk me-relate-kan benda-benda yang berlaku dalam dunia ni, contohnya camne kapal terbang boleh terbang, kapal laut boleh terapung, kenapa benda besar dan berat susah nak berhenti, and all stuffs yang macam tu, camne laa they all come out dgn prinsip fizik sumer?

pastu pernah tak terpikir macam mana sebenarnya those people yang main jual-beli saham and those yang berdiri dan berasak-asak kat pasaran saham memberi impak terhadap prestasi ekonomi negara?

pernah terpikir tak macam mana laa telephone yang nipis macam kad prepaid tu still boleh berfungsi, in fact laie banyak functions daripada handphone yg besar bagak dulu-dulu tu?

pernah tak?



sebab aku pernah. tapi malas nak pikir dalam2. hehe


editor's note: this is a lame attempt by the author to re-capture back his "mojo" of sengal.

The Reason by Hoobastank

The Reason by Hoobastank

I'm not a perfect person
There's many things I wish I didn't do
But I continue learning
I never meant to do those things to you
And so I have to say before I go
That I just want you to know

I've found a reason for me
To change who I used to be
A reason to start over new
and the reason is you

I'm sorry that I hurt you
It's something I must live with everyday
And all the pain I put you through
I wish that I could take it all away
And be the one who catches all your tears
That's why I need you to hear

I've found a reason for me
To change who I used to be
A reason to start over new
and the reason is you (x4)

I'm not a perfect person
I never meant to do those things to you
And so I have to say before I go
That I just want you to know

I've found a reason for me
To change who I used to be
A reason to start over new
and the reason is you

I've found a reason to show
A side of me you didn't know
A reason for all that I do
And the reason is you

why? neglect. losing focus.
is there any problem? no. it's just me.
for sure you can work it out? no. i know myself better than others. i know what i'm capable of, and what are the things that i can't do.

what's next? life goes on. live with the regret, as well as standing firm on what i believe. tho the price is unmeasurable.

after months of self-reflecting, and pondering into the future, as well thinking the what-ifs; i've come to a conclusion: this song by hoobastank sure is good!

p/s: let the gone be bygone. (^_^)


.s.i.g.n.i.n.g.o.f.f.

happy birthday to ir1nny

a quick shout-out to one of my dearest "sister" friend, ir1nny!

HAPPY BIRTHDAY, NAZ!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

never did it crossed my mind when we first met that we'll ended up like this. but i'm grateful for it anyway hehe :)

so kak naz (hahaha..tak kisah la u marah ke tak :P), may u live a happy life. and hold on to your dreams :)

special post for aYsHa

nothing much. cuma tercabar je bila baca latest entry by pe'et. he dedicated the entry to aysha. one of my dear UTP girl-friends yang somehow can tahan all those mischievous and "sengal" stuffs my partner-in-crime (read: pe-et and cipoi) and me did to her. one of UTP's attraction (hehe, cam tarikan pelancong pulak), and yes, she's taken already. those who feel that all hope is not lost, you can start queuing behind me :)

note to aysha: haaaa..puas? ade special entry laie tuh :)

anyway, lets move on to a more serious topic. Pe'et highlighted to me: http://zamiliz.blogspot.com is getting serious day after day. he sarcastically told me that he's choking day by day, reading this blog's entries. my only reason: i've been spending less and less time with the "sengal-ians". i'm losing my ability to think in a shrewd manner, to see things in a funny way, as well as producing lame+funny+super-duper jokes. yeah, i kinda lost it.

is it because what elmoreign did? i mean, reading her entries week after week make me realise something. life is not like those Rapid KL buses. life, especially time, wait for no one.

but again, i've been repeating the same mantra over and over again. at the end, the true cause wins. long live procrastination.

am i in denial?

.s.i.g.n.i.n.g.o.f.f.