Danial Jaafar 🇲🇾

Sejak kebelakangan ni, aku memang punya kesulitan untuk menulis baik dalam bahasa Melayu/Malaysia ataupun Inggeris itu sendiri. Aku kira, ini ada kaitan dengan kealpaan, lantas menjurus kepada kemalasan aku membuat ulangkaji bahasa Perancis di Duolingo. Menulis mukadimah ini pun sudah makan masa hampir sejam. Dan aku harus lekas untuk kerja jam 11pagi nanti. Oh ya, ini iklan tidak berbayar. Gunakan Duolingo untuk mempelajari bahasa-bahasa Eropah. Aku sekarang menanti tiba hari Duolingo mengajarku bahasa Mandarin, Kantonis, Korea dan Arab. Atau mungkin lebih afdhal untuk aku membuat app mengajar bahasa Melayu/Malaysia. Bahan pembelajaran sedia ada sekarang hanya banyak untuk bahasa Indonesia. Telornya lain, kosa katanya juga begitu. Hmmm.... Web version. Started off as an app.  Anyway, my draftkens. Join moi! Why are you so upset, man? If anything you should be at least, pleased. W --------------------------------------------------------------------------------

She found it hard to believe. The very woman she looked up to as a kid, a little girl was a fake after all these years. It was all just, facade. "I can't believe it, babe, that me mom is like that. She acted all lovey dovey with my dad all these years. And now, this shit?" she let it all out again, for the umpteenth time to her bestie, Elle. "You sure about this, Jessi? It could be a misunderstanding. Maybe the name, texts you read on her phone might have been just a misunderstanding?" Elle tried to reason it out on behalf of her friend's mother. Not that she wanted to but just to cool Jessi down. "Oh, yeah. It could have been some secret codes between my mom and her friends, eh? Or she could be a lesbo, which still isn't any better!" "Yep, case closed." Elle gave up. She figured it would be better off to just shut her trap and be there for Jessi. Let the lass vent, flush it all out of her system. "Funny, huh? What'

"Late at night, when I was deep in my slumber, the phone rang. I woke up to my ringing phone. Answered the call from a place I used to call home. Hearing that dreaded tone, Got my heart shredded, torn." "Hello. Hmm, yes. Uhuh. Yes. Hmm..Okay. Okay. Okay................hmm.....Okay....Okay..." his only response to the late night caller. Was it work, or family? "Okay, I'll see what I can do. Bye." he hung up. "It's neither, no big deal. Let's go to sleep." Well, it wouldn't have been a big deal if the call was during the day..but it was at night. A very late night. "Just so that tomorrow I will remember to do it." If you say so. "Good night." Good night.

"Alamak, abang tak mandi lagi ni. Nak jugak dukung Ammar ni." "Ooo, Abang tak mandi lagi ke." "Ha'ah" "So,stay away." =___= ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- "Adib! Gee! Ammar ni nangis pulak. Abang tiba-tiba hidung berair,takut pulak nak dekat ni ha." "Abang selesema ke?" "Ye kot. Ke habuk, entah ah." "So,stay away." ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- "Okay, bye bye Ammar! Pak Long nak gerak balik JB dah. Hmm, nak cium risau pulak aku, baby kecik ni kang terjangkit apa dari aku ni..." "Haa betulla tu, bang." "So,stay away." =___= --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

Plague of Happiness with their sickness to bring happiness Tunku Tun Aminah kat atas tu. First time la aku pergi gig sebenarnya. Kalau yang konsert Gigi kat Singapore yang aku pergi dekat Suntec Mall tu eh ke mana entah, tu bukan gig. Sebab semua audience duduk atas kerusi! Serius potong stim hahaaha! Umur dah lanjut baru dapat merasa. Okay lah. Aku pun pelik kenapa masa aku kat Melbourne dulu aku tak pernah nak pergi ke event macam ni. Ada je The Killers la, Green Day, Pink. Even Russell Peters datang pun aku tak pergi.  Mungkin sebab:- 1) Aku study kat Churchill Terpencil, 2 jam naik V-Line baru sampai Melbourne dari Morwell station V-Line naik yang Traralgon line. Morwell Station is the penultimate stop. Imagine how far it is la guys. Aku suka Southern Cross Station ni. Sebab ada tempat nak solat. hahaha Pemandangan biasa. Too many cows hence the name, Moomooland given to Monash University Gippsland Campus (now Federation Uni) Aku suka sebe

The man and his lady, if I may say, were seen around Bourke St. holding few shopping bags. The two looked excited. Maybe because it was the first time they got to the city in months. Their last trip was during Easter break and they had a blast at a friend's housewarming party at The Village. Anyway, I assume there must have been other reasons for them to be in such jovial, bright mood...but it is just an assumption. The man asked her if she was hungry already, to which she replied with a nod and a smile. He, then, smiled too, before leading her to the Pancake Basement. They both had been wanting to eat here ever since they heard it from others at Uni about it. Its location was a little bit hidden, as the name suggested; in the basement. They both ordered pancakes; he went for the Chocolate Chip Pancakes, and she Hot Buttered Walnut. Was alright. They were both smiling. They did not talk much. Only few exchanges during the meal. Few steal-a-glance moments between the both of the

Jadi, dia duduk di situ melihat dan memerhati sekelilingnya. Ada orang tua, muda, anak-anak dan ibubapa, pasangan muda. Dia di situ untuk kerja, tapi kerjanya itu perlukan satu keberanian, keyakinan luar biasa, yang dihidupkan oleh sebab utama untuk dia menjadi luar biasa. Dan jujurnya, dia sudah lagi tidak memiliki sebab luar biasa itu. Jadi, dia hanya duduk di situ, di tangga itu memandang kosong. Lama sudah dia diam di situ. Tapi apa yang dia rasa baru sahaja dia sampai dan duduk. Kiri, kanan, atas, bawah, 3 jam sudah berlalu. Dia mengeluh, apa lagi hasil aku hari ini? 3 bulan yang hampa. Mulutnya seperti disauh ke tanah, kepalanya seperti ada beban bertan. Seperti ada suatu kuasa yang membuat semua itu setiap kali dia melangkah keluar. Harinya bermula baik dengan Fajar, semangat membara untuk memulakan sekali lagi hidupnya yang tiada perubahan, seperti air bertakung yang tidak digunakan. Cuma, setibanya dia ke kerja, begitu hairan sekali dia dengan perubahan rasa itu. Dan