japanese car vs europe car saje

hi everybody, long time no see. huhuhu
it almost 2 month i didnt write anything on this blog. to make this thread readable all over the world, i decided to write it on english, but really sorry for poor grammar and vocabulary.
back to the title which is japanase car and europe car, which one is better? what i want to write after this is based on my personal point of view only. for me, there are pros and cons while using both kind of cars. so i will list down the pros and cons based on my point of view.

Japanese car
-fuel-save
-powerful on short-distance course(pickup)
-easy to manage the engine
-more family-based car
-not good in topspeed
-small horse power
-small engine displacement

europe car
-powerful on long distance course
-sporty
-good topspeed
-large horsepower
-large engine displacement
-not good in term of fuel
-not family-oriented car

afterall, this is only my opinion on those cars and i really hope that nobody will bash me for this thread since this is my personal opinion.

And for now, i will write in Bahasa Melayu.

selama 2 tahun aku duduk kat jepun ni, alhamdullillah aku berjaya membeli 2 buah jentera honda iaitu honda Integra type R(DC5) dan juga kereta yang aku gunakan sekarang ni iaitu honda Accord euro R(CL7). Pada pandangan aku, kereta DC5 adalah kereta sport car yang best untuk dipandu sebab ada pickup yang sangat kuat dan padu. Kereta CL7 pulak bagi aku sesuai untuk orang yang suka kelajuan tapi masih memikirkan tentang keluarga lagi seperti aku. kat sini ada sedikit sebanyak gambar kereta-kereta terbabit.

 first car aku

kereta sekarang yang aku guna

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belajar dan kerja sajer

Salam dunia, memang lame betol aku x berblogging ni. Lately busy on my research paper and presentation, tapi alhamdullillah semuanya sudah selesai dengan izin Allah, okay back to the title, belajar dan kerja, jika tak ade aral melintang, insyaAllah tengah bulan 3 ni aku akan menamatkan zaman student dengan segulung bachelor of degree of industrial design, then awal bulan 4 aku akan memulakan phase baru dalam hidup aku iaituzaman mencari rezeki. Aku ada setahun lagi untuk menikmati suasana pemandangan negara matahari terbit ni, then aku akan menyumbang bakti kepada negara tercinta. Banyak halangan dan rintangan aku hadapi sepanjang aku belajar di negara orang ni, cabaran paling besar yang aku rasa ialah aku terpaksa berjauhan dengan keluarga yang aku cinta, tapi untuk survive dalam dunia yang sangat competitive ni aku terpaksa menguatkandiri untuk meneruskan pembelajaran aku di sini. Ramai orang berfikiran yang hidup di negara orang sangat hebat dan menyeronokkan, tapi hakikatnya, apa yang aku rasa selama dua tahun di jepun ni sangat membuaykan aku berasa betapa bertuahnya hidup di malaysia. Kebanyakan orang tak tahu yang kami di sini terpaksa menghadapi pelbagai bencana alam terutamanya gempa bumi, amaran tsunami yang sentiasa ada, dan yang terbaru ribut salji paling teruk dalam jangka masa 20 tahun melanda tokyo, tempat ak menetap. Ketika aku menulis blog ni pon amaran ribut salji sedang diaktifkan. Memang ada pro and contra bila kita hidup di negara orang, tap percayalah, dimana mana pon kita berada, semua ada kebaikan dan keburukannya tersendiri. Btw, di sini aku sediakan sedikit tips bagi sesiapa yang brminat untuk bercuti ke egara jepun.
1. Sentiasa bawa passport ke mana mana sahaja yang kita pergi. Ini kerana orang jepun sangat tidak mempercayai orang orang luar selain bangsa mereka.
2. Sentiasa tepati masa. Masa memang sangat strict kat sini. Contohnya, jika di jadual tren akan tiba pada jam 4.17, memang itulah masa tren tu akan tiba.
3. Jaga kebersihan. Kat sini memang sangat sukar nak cari tong sampah. So kalau buat sampah selalunya akan bawak balik ke rumah untuk buang sampah.
4. Patuh arahan. Terutama dalam tren, bunyi handphone and bercakap through phoe sangatlah tak disukai orang jepun.
5. Yang paling penting, carilah mereka yang boleh berkomunikasi dalam bahasa jepun. Language barrier is the biggest problem among the japanese. Mereka tak boleh nak communicate in english and that is why mreka sangat takut untuk menegur org selain japanese.

Aku rasa cukup untuk posting kali ni, aku pon kat airport ni tnggu flight nak balik malaysia. Sorry banyak typo sebab tulis guna phone. Semoga ketemu lagi di postibg yang lain. Bye

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aki sajer

Assalamualaikum sahabat,
alhamdullillah dapat kita bertemu lagi dalam coretan kali ini.
kalau diperhatikan title post ini, aku agak ada yang tak berapa faham ngan perkataan aki tu kan.
aki dalam bahasa jepun bermaksud luruh,orang putih cakap autumn.
hari ni aku nak kongsikan serba sedikit keindahan aki di bumi matahari terbit ni.
 biasa orang-orang akan cakap waktu paling cantik adalah waktu musim bunga yang mana ketika itu bunga sakura tengah mengembang.
tapi tidak pada aku. waktu paling indah dan sangat cantik adalah musim luruh.
 kenapa?
sebab waktu ni kita akan dapat lihat daun-daun pokok berubah warna daripada warna hijau kepada warna-warni.
 aku tak tahu kenapa tapi aku dapat rasakan ketenangan jiwa lepas tengok pemandangan yang sangat indah.
suasana ni aku takkan dapat di malaysia, kalau ada pon, yang dekat i-city tu daun tipu je.
yang ni aku tengok dengan mata kepala aku sendiri betapa indahnya ciptaan tuhan.
aku taknak bercerita panjang, aku nak korang hayati sendiri betapa indahnya ciptaan tuhan ni.

sori kalau post ni banyak sangat gambar, tapi aku nak kongsi ngan korang keindahan aki di jepun

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Gakuensai Only

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assalamualaikum to all Muslim readers and salam sejahtera to the non-Muslim
this is my first time writing this blog in English. i haven't used English for a long time and if anything wrong with my writing, do forgive me.
first of all, it has been almost 9 month since i came to japan.i have faced the late spring, a very hot summer and now it,s autumn. this change of season makes me feel a little bit weird because, there is no autumn, spring or winter in Malaysia, the only one that we can feel in Malaysia is only panas dan lembap sepanjang tahun. the temperature is slowly fall now and i can feel the coldness of winter that i will face it in the near time.
And now i like to share the moment when we, the Malaysian Student Association of Takushoku University, opened a Malaysian Stall in Gakuensai (Open Campus Day). There were a lot of excitement i got from the 3-full-exhausted-enjoy-day. the moment that i will never forget is i have been judged by a japanese who has a lot of ragam. i made him a cup of teh tarik, then he told me that the tea was tawar and i made him another cup of tea. once again he commented on the tea. What i've learnt from the moment is we cannot make all people feel comfortable with our action, like a Malay idioms say, rambut sama hitam, tapi hati lain-lain. from that i learnt about how to run a business properly rather than making profit from the business. at the stall, we made teh tarik, mee bandung, sirap bandung, roti canai, roti jala, currypuff, popia and dadih. Alhamdullillah, although the foods we prepared were not as goods as in Malaysia, we managed to introduce the variety of food that we have in Malaysia. i felt very proud when i heard that the Japanese praised our malaysian food. the aim to introduce malaysian food to the japanese was very success.
ok, i think i want to stop here. next time i will wrote another post, salam

Japan sajer

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Assalamualaikum, harap anda semua sihat sejahtera.
Minta maaf lately tak update blog ni sebab kekangan masa,
Tapi hari ini saya nak share something about life in japan.
Sudah 6 bulan saya berada di bumi matahari terbit ni, macam- macam benda saya belajar dan dapat daripada negara jepun ni.
Pertama sekali saya nak ceritakan pasal cara bekerja orang jepun.
Seperti yang sedia maklum, orang jepun ni memang sangat menepati waktu dan sangat rajin bekerja.
Sebelum sampai ke sini, saya kurang percaya dengan perkara ini sehinggalah saya belajar dan berbaito aka part time kat sini.
Orang jepun ni sangat mementingkan kesempurnaan semasa membuat kerja, sebagai contoh, saya diminta untuk membersihkan ruangan beranda sebuah rumah. Saya membersihkan ruangan yang boleh dilihat dengan mata kasar sahaja, i mean kira bahagian luaran jela, tapi lepas tantou aka supervisor saya check, dia minta saya bersihkan kesemua bahagian tak kiralah luaran atau dalaman.
Satu lagi, saya bekerja daripada 9 pagi sehingga 5 petang, sepanjang waktu itulah saya bekerja dan tidak ' mengular'. Sangat respect dengan sikap orang jepun ni.
Tapi kelemahan orang jepun ni mereka bekerja macam robot, pukul 8 pg kerja sampai 7 malam lepas tu balik minum sake aka arak jepun sampai mabuk then balik rumah tidur. Rutin mereka sehari harian. Benda ni jadi sebab kebanyakan orang jepun ni tak ada agama, so mereka menganggap mereka dilahirkan hanya untuk bekerja. Then, time kerja mereka stres, so cara nak hilangkan stres dengan minum sake.
Cerita pasal stres ni, satu lagi keburukan orang jepun ni, kes jisatsu aka bunuh diri sangat banyak,boleh dikatakan tiap2 hari ada je kes bunuh diri ni.'port' untuk membunuh diri pulak dekat rel kereta api, sangat menyusahkan orang lain.tapi begitulah cara hidup mereka ni.

Ok lah, sampai disini dahulu saya coretkan, nanti ada masa saya sambung lagi. kat sini ada sikit gambar di jepun, sekadar perkongsian

broga sajer

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da lama aku tak post,, korang rindu tak? wakaka,,
ok, kali ni aku nak post pasal trip aku gi broga,,
pada tarikh keramat (poyo giler ayat aku) 3hb mac 2012, sekali lagi aku berjaya menawan puncak gunung Bukit Broga untuk kali keduanya,,
perjalanan bermula seawal jam 3 setengah pagi,aku dah gerak dari rumah untuk ambil member2 aku yang lain, perjalanan dimulakan pada jam lebih kurang 4 setengah lebih..
sampai di kaki gunung bukit broga pada jam lebih kurang 5 setengah and kitorang teruskan pendakian,,
sumpah cuaca kali ni gelap gelita, naseb bek atas kemuliaan hati wandon hazwan yang bagi pinjam torchlight polis die, kitorang dapat menharungi dugaan dengan tabah,, wahahaha
lebih kurang 45 minit kitorang berjaya sampai di puncak ke 2 gunung bukit broga tu,,
sampai sane kitorang rilek2 dulu, sembahyang ape bagai then lepak2 sambil menunggu matahari naik,
tapi malang nya cuaca hari tu mendung menyebabkan keindahan sunrise tu kurang menarik,
tapi pape pon puasla aku berjaya sampai ke puncak ke 3 broga tu,,
kat sini ade la sikit gamba aku amik masa kat puncak tu

k lah, sampai sini dulu aku coretkan,, next time aku tambah lagi apa yang patot,, k, salam

take the moral from the story

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aku dapat cerita nie daripada FB.. hayatilah cerita nie and korang fikir-fikirkanlah

“When I got home that night as my wife served dinner, I held her hand and said, I’ve got something to tell you. She sat down and ate quietly. Again I observed the hurt in her eyes.

Suddenly I didn’t know how to open my mouth. But I had to let her know what I was thinking. I want a divorce. I raised the topic calmly. She didn’t seem to be annoyed by my words, instead she asked me softly, why?

I avoided her question. This made her angry. She threw away the chopsticks and shouted at me, you are not a man! That night, we didn’t talk to each other. She was weeping. I knew she wanted to find out what had happened to our marriage. But I could hardly give her a satisfactory answer; she had lost my heart to Jane. I didn’t love her anymore. I just pitied her!

With a deep sense of guilt, I drafted a divorce agreement which stated that she could own our house, our car, and 30% stake of my company. She glanced at it and then tore it into pieces. The woman who had spent ten years of her life with me had become a stranger. I felt sorry for her wasted time, resources and energy but I could not take back what I had said for I loved Jane so dearly. Finally she cried loudly in front of me, which was what I had expected to see. To me her cry was actually a kind of release. The idea of divorce which had obsessed me for several weeks seemed to be firmer and clearer now.

The next day, I came back home very late and found her writing something at the table. I didn’t have supper but went straight to sleep and fell asleep very fast because I was tired after an eventful day with Jane. When I woke up, she was still there at the table writing. I just did not care so I turned over and was asleep again.

In the morning she presented her divorce conditions: she didn’t want anything from me, but needed a month’s notice before the divorce. She requested that in that one month we both struggle to live as normal a life as possible. Her reasons were simple: our son had his exams in a month’s time and she didn’t want to disrupt him with our broken marriage.

This was agreeable to me. But she had something more, she asked me to recall how I had carried her into out bridal room on our wedding day. She requested that every day for the month’s duration I carry her out of our bedroom to the front door ever morning. I thought she was going crazy. Just to make our last days together bearable I accepted her odd request.

I told Jane about my wife’s divorce conditions. . She laughed loudly and thought it was absurd. No matter what tricks she applies, she has to face the divorce, she said scornfully.

My wife and I hadn’t had any body contact since my divorce intention was explicitly expressed. So when I carried her out on the first day, we both appeared clumsy. Our son clapped behind us, daddy is holding mommy in his arms. His words brought me a sense of pain. From the bedroom to the sitting room, then to the door, I walked over ten meters with her in my arms. She closed her eyes and said softly; don’t tell our son about the divorce. I nodded, feeling somewhat upset. I put her down outside the door. She went to wait for the bus to work. I drove alone to the office.

On the second day, both of us acted much more easily. She leaned on my chest. I could smell the fragrance of her blouse. I realized that I hadn’t looked at this woman carefully for a long time. I realized she was not young any more. There were fine wrinkles on her face, her hair was graying! Our marriage had taken its toll on her. For a minute I wondered what I had done to her.

On the fourth day, when I lifted her up, I felt a sense of intimacy returning. This was the woman who had given ten years of her life to me. On the fifth and sixth day, I realized that our sense of intimacy was growing again. I didn’t tell Jane about this. It became easier to carry her as the month slipped by. Perhaps the everyday workout made me stronger.

She was choosing what to wear one morning. She tried on quite a few dresses but could not find a suitable one. Then she sighed, all my dresses have grown bigger. I suddenly realized that she had grown so thin, that was the reason why I could carry her more easily.

Suddenly it hit me… she had buried so much pain and bitterness in her heart. Subconsciously I reached out and touched her head.

Our son came in at the moment and said, Dad, it’s time to carry mom out. To him, seeing his father carrying his mother out had become an essential part of his life. My wife gestured to our son to come closer and hugged him tightly. I turned my face away because I was afraid I might change my mind at this last minute. I then held her in my arms, walking from the bedroom, through the sitting room, to the hallway. Her hand surrounded my neck softly and naturally. I held her body tightly; it was just like our wedding day.

But her much lighter weight made me sad. On the last day, when I held her in my arms I could hardly move a step. Our son had gone to school. I held her tightly and said, I hadn’t noticed that our life lacked intimacy. I drove to office…. jumped out of the car swiftly without locking the door. I was afraid any delay would make me change my mind…I walked upstairs. Jane opened the door and I said to her, Sorry, Jane, I do not want the divorce anymore.

She looked at me, astonished, and then touched my forehead. Do you have a fever? She said. I moved her hand off my head. Sorry, Jane, I said, I won’t divorce. My marriage life was boring probably because she and I didn’t value the details of our lives, not because we didn’t love each other anymore. Now I realize that since I carried her into my home on our wedding day I am supposed to hold her until death do us apart. Jane seemed to suddenly wake up. She gave me a loud slap and then slammed the door and burst into tears. I walked downstairs and drove away. At the floral shop on the way, I ordered a bouquet of flowers for my wife. The salesgirl asked me what to write on the card. I smiled and wrote, I’ll carry you out every morning until death do us apart.

That evening I arrived home, flowers in my hands, a smile on my face, I run up stairs, only to find my wife in the bed -dead. My wife had been fighting CANCER for months and I was so busy with Jane to even notice. She knew that she would die soon and she wanted to save me from the whatever negative reaction from our son, in case we push through with the divorce.— At least, in the eyes of our son—- I’m a loving husband….

The small details of your lives are what really matter in a relationship. It is not the mansion, the car, property, the money in the bank. These create an environment conducive for happiness but cannot give happiness in themselves.

So find time to be your spouse’s friend and do those little things for each other that build intimacy. Do have a real happy marriage!

If you don’t share this, nothing will happen to you.


so, ape yang korang dapat? this story bagi aku makna yang besar dalam hidup aku.. everything seems so happy at   the beginning but after sometimes the happiness lost due to the time pass by.. fikirkanlah, aku pon da makin dewasa, so aku harap aku mampu fikirkan apa yang terbaik untuk aku dan future wife aku. ok lah,, sampai sini aku coretkan,, credit to Cathy Ygona..