Sex In The City

“Don’t you feel ashamed for being

widely open about sex?”

“Isn’t it embarrassing to

confess that you watch porn?”

“Don’t you mind about what other think

of you talking about sex in public?”

“Is sex that entertaining to you?”

“How many boys have you shagged?”

“Are you still virgin?”

“Can I fuck you?”

“How bushy is your vagina?”

I tell you what people, I have been asked by many about sex at formspring. Some of common questions ever asked are the ones stated above. Those cowards have been spamming me with such questions ever since I confessed to a boy that I had like him once and he had then told me that I did not make the cut to be his girlfriend or even net-friend.

I thought his friends were professional enough that they did not take my silly confession into account. I am afraid that I am that interesting that they feel so curious about me and want to try me in bed. Seriously guys, I have no idea that I am fucking interesting.

Anyhow, I would like to make a clean breast here, in this post about my personal opinion regarding sex. In general, I would love to see Malaysia providing the kids sex education in the future. Yes, I have heard the rumors that seven-years-old kids would be taught about sex and etc, meaning that sex education would be listed under their core subjects.

Plus, I am well-aware that majority of Malaysians are against that decision because they think that seven years old kids are way too young to be taught about sex. About too young to be taught, I agree. But I do not agree that sex education should not be taught in school at all, nevertheless.

I do not know if I am wrong but I believe, the main reason why there are countless unwanted babies in Malaysia is "the teenagers and the adults are sexually uneducated". They were not taught in schools about the protections and risks they would suffer later if they had unsafe sex. They were not explored to the sexual world which is highly horny and educative to some extent. And after they found out about it, they became eager to try without knowing the risks and precaution they ought to take to prevent from suffering the risks.

I know that by providing the kids sex education would not solve the baby dumping issues. Instead, unsafe sex between unmarried couples would grow bigger although the number of unwanted babies produced might decrease. The fact that Malaysians have to accept is to solve a major problem like this, "we have to solve one by one at one time". Reduce the number of unwanted babies produced first, and we can think together of how to stop unmarried couples, the Muslim ones especially from making out next.

I will answer each questions stated above with a hope that I would not be spammed with the same boring and answered questions after this.

“Don’t you feel ashamed for being widely open about sex, Khaleeqa?”
I honestly and certainly don’t. I have my own belief that sex is educative and the most effective way to strengthen a marriage. I do not get it why I should be ashamed of being open about it. Come on guys. Are you still in the medieval mind once owned by the elders in olden times? We’re going to enter a new decade tomorrow, already. Wake up.

“ Isn't it embarrassing to confess that you watch porn?”
It is more embarrassing to confess that you have made out with your ex-boyfriend who has left you. Watching porn to intentionally learn for the sake of your future is good and indeed cool. It is so embarrassing to ask your husband-wannabe, “What do I do with your penis?” when he hands you his I-hope-it-is-yummy penis for you to blow.

“Don’t you mind about what other think of you talking about sex in public?”
I first did mind and I was scared that people would isolate me for being knowledgeable in sex. However, as time always does at every matter of minutes which is run, I now do not mind at all. Everybody has their own perspective, right? I just hope that my race will be open to discuss it in more matured way in the future. I tell you what, it is more embarrassing when men talk about how horny they were last night to their friends at kedai mamak or kedai kopi with a kopiah on their head. Seriously.

“Is sex that entertaining to you?”
Yes, indeed. Sex is the fun that you can have without laughing. It is a quote of a European’s whose name I already forgot. In addition, if you are a health-freak, you will know how good it is to regularly have sex with your partner . And of course, duh – safe sex.

“How many boys have you shagged?”
Even though I am not a pious Muslim, I do know that making out before getting married is forbidden in Islam. So, I have shagged none. Yes, I know there are Muslims who have shagged countless of people from the opposite and as well the same sex. I believe they know what they have done or been doing, so let’s hope that Allah will shed them some lights on how to go back to the correct path. Why would you worry? It’s their sin, not yours. Reminding them to stop is more than enough which is part of your responsibility as a Muslim.

“Are you still virgin?”
Do you know that those girls who have not shagged any guys can also lose their virginity by accident? I have not studied yet what the symptoms of losing virginity are apart from bloods coming out from vagina. Therefore, I do not know if I still am a virgin or I have lost my virginity without me realizing it. However, I believe that Allah loves me and if no one trusts me in this world, Allah does anyway. Allah knows every single truth about me. So why would I worry?

“Can I fuck you?”
I am sexually choosy. I believe your penis is dirty as you have shagged too many whores. Thus, I do not feel like wanting to be fucked by you. Unless you are entirely ‘clean’, outside and inside. This type of persons, who are clean, inside and outside, would know what they ought to do before they fuck me. I do not have to tell them. So, nah, I am sorry. "Dirty penises are meant to fuck whores only".

“How bushy is your vagina?”
Don’t tell me that you are a typical Malay-boy who loves bushy vaginas. In fact, you don’t have to tell me because I know you are.


I really have no idea how to bring my race out of the box they are trapped in. I really have no idea why my race is not supportive. I really have no idea why my race doesn’t want to develop. I really have no idea why they passionately love to look down on those who intend to improve their English language. What is so irritating about English language? Why does my race hate the language? Why can’t my race see what the English language rewards them if they master it? Why can’t my race accept the importance of English language?

I know that one of the reasons I am spammed with such questions is some of my readers are not satisfied with the language I use. They find it boring and annoying. And of course, the other reason is they cannot fuck a person who seems to be so into sex who they believe must be interesting because she’s mastered it.

Right? I know right.

Sayonara 2010

In the blink of an eye, we all will be celebrating the New Year in three days to come, meaning that 2010 is about to reach its end. Whether or not we are willing to set 2010 free, we have to no matter what. As oblivious as it may seem, time does fly without enabling us to stop it even for a second. It keeps moving forward unlike some of us who hanker to stay in their past, unwilling to let the bygones be bygones.

I am not that malicious to revile people in each post. As a matter of fact, I have tried my best not to be callous but I would rather describe myself as daring in speaking her mind than mean for not caring how many people have cried over my coldhearted words. This is the reality. The reality has never been sweet. It has been bitter and scarcely chosen to be swallowed since olden times just like how naked the truths always are that people feel embarrassed to reveal and witness them.

There are a few things I have done throughout this whole year and there are loads of things I wish they happened and I had them done into the bargain, but I did not manage to. I believe I still have a long way to go on my journey and I can achieve things I wish I could achieve this year but did not manage to, along the way.

Hereby I list down things I have done and did not manage to have them done.

Things I have done:

1. I’ve got my first salary being a teacher in a kindergarten.

2. I’ve proved to other races that my English proficiency has improved by being given a chance to teach the pupils English subject in the kindergarten.

3. I’ve cleaned up my home and taken care of the hygiene along the period before I entered UiTM.

4. I’ve given my parents ¼ of my first salary.

5. I’ve learned not to disobey what parents have decided for me because they were the ones who raised me up so they know what is best for me.

6. I’ve stopped spamming my ex and accepted the fact that he is not meant to be mine.

7. I’ve been away from my family and indirectly learned to be independent.

8. I’ve hugged my dad and kissed him on the cheeks.

9. I’ve entered a debate club in UiTM.

10. I’ve joined a debate competition and been qualified to semi-final.

11. I’ve been a treasurer of my class for 2 terms, juggling the thing I hate the most which is money.

12. I’ve gone out with my classmates to break our fast together at Tanjung Dawai.

13. I’ve been counseled by my best friend.

14. I’ve told the lecturers what I expect from them.

15. I’ve got A’s for law subjects that I first refused to learn.

16. I’ve maintained the grade for English subjects since primary school to university.

17. I’ve been to Stadium Putra Bukit Jalil for the first time to watch football game.

18. I’ve had a couple of favourite seniors : Senior Helmi & Kak Nabilah ♥.

19. I’ve been waking up early since day one of second semester.

20. I’ve read English novels for readers aged 17 and above.

Things I did not manage to have them done:

1. Decode the ideas that I have abstractly in my mind into a book.

2. Stop watching porn websites.

3. Have my short stories published in The Star.

4. Submit an article to be published in News Straits Times.

5. Convince my BEL lecturers that my English proficiency has improved.

6. Encourage my father to find another job.

7. Finish up my English short story entitle “Mother Tongue, please?”

8. Buy new handbag to replace my ragged handbag.

9. Buy new baju kurung to be worn to classes.

10. Save money for the sake of my future.

Despite the things I’ve done and I did not manage to have them done, I never dream to starve myself, though. I know that obesity can cause me to die fast but I believe when the time has really and truly arrived, I will give a thought about it. But for the jiffy, I would rather eat as much as I please because I have my study to blitz on and I understand my body so well that I will easily lose my focus every time my stomach is empty.

I’ll be posting special New-Year greetings for chosen persons that have lightened up my days in 2010 in next post. Let’s pray that we will be rewarded long-lasting happiness next year.

Laki Semalam

Saat aku melangkah ke arah kaunter pertanyaan Bank Islam di Shah Alam tadi, aku dapat merasakan diriku sedang diperhatikan. Lantas mataku melilau ke serata ruang legar bank.

Cis, mamat semalam!

Kelihatan dia turut terkejut melihatku. Bezanya, reaksi terkejutnya jelas di rupanya yang fine-kacak-lah-kan-hak-ala dan aku berlagak tenang. Itulah bezanya.

(Mengenang peristiwa semalam)

Aku dan laki itu telah bertemu semalam di Jabatan Pendaftaran Negeri di Shah Alam (juga). Suaratan atau kebetulan, hadirnya kami ke situ dengan tujuan yang sama ; membuat kad pengenalan baru. Secara suratan atau kebetulan lagi, kami naik lif yang sama.

Dan dengan uhuk-comel-lah-sangat, kaki dia yang berkasut Timberland memijak kakiku yang sekadar berselipar. Hak ala, nak pergi buat IC pun nak pakai lawa-lawa. Nak ambil gambar pun gambar muka je. Desis ku dalam hati.

Aku enggan memandangnya terus-terusan. Tidak seperti dia yang memerhatikan aku sedari aku mengambil nombor giliran dan bertanya itu ini di kaunter pertanyaan Jabatan Pendaftaran Negeri. Fine, nak tahu sangatkan, ya aku buat IC baru sebab dompet aku kena curi masa tengok bola kat Stadium Bukit Jalil hari Ahad lepas dan habis IC serta kad ATM aku hilang. Takpayahlah pandang sebegitu sekali.

Selesai urusan di sana, aku pulang ke rumah dan tidak sedikit pun perihal laki itu melekat di ingatanku.

(Kembali ke realiti)

Aku diminta isi dua helai borang untuk mendapat kad ATM baru. Maka aku isi tanpa banyak soal dan kepilkan borang tersebut dengan salinan kad pengenalan. Tatkala aku menoleh ke tepi untuk memandang ayahku, mataku berlaga dengan anak matanya yang duduk di belakang searah dengan ayahku.

Dia memandangku kosong. Tak sangsi lagi, dompetnya turut dicuri di malam yang sama dan di tempat yang sama, Stadium Putra Bukit Jalil. Mustahil laki setua dia tidak punya akaun bank dan baru nak buat kad pengenalan.

Kata laki berkot hitam kemas di kaunter pertanyaann, aku boleh pulang setelah mengisi borang-borang tersebut. Aku dan ayah pun menuju ke kereta. Apabila aku sudah meloloskan diri ke dalam perut kereta Volvo-pinjam, ayahku suruh aku masuk semula ke dalam untuk meng'block' kad ATM lama kerana khuatir habis duit-duit aku dikeluarkan pencuri yang telah disumpah jadi katak oleh aku semalam.

"Encik, kad ATM saya dah kena curi. Bagaimana saya nak elakkan kad ATM saya daripada disalahguna oleh pencuri yang bangang tu ya?" tanyaku penuh sopan-lah-sangat-kan.

"Oh. Adik pergi ke dalam sana, terus ke kaunter dan beritahu yang adik nak block kad."

"Tak perlu ambil nombor giliran?" tanya ku dalam ketidakpercayaan.

"Tak perlu. Terus saja ke mana-mana kaunter ya?"

Aku mengangguk dan berlalu bahagian kaunter yang agak penuh diisi umat manusia. Aku ternampak sebuah kaunter kosong. Tanpa berlengah sesaat dua, aku menuju ke kaunter tersebut. Laluan aku ke kaunter itu menyebabkan aku perlu melalui berbaris-baris kerusi.

Dan suratan atau kebetulan lagi kan, hak ala kan, laki semalam tu turut bangun dari duduknya dan kami berlaga buat kesekian kalinya.

Tanpa bersuara lagi bersapa, masing-masing menjungkit kening. Fine! Tak ada yang nak mengalah cakap sorry kan, kami pun ke kaunter yang dituju.

Suratan atau kebetulan, kaunter yang kami tuju sebelah-menyebelah. Laluan kami bersilang. Sampai di kaunter, dia menoleh ke arahku. Dan aku pun memandangnya.

"Ya, dik? Nombor berapa?" aku ditanya oleh pekerja di kaunter.

"Oh. Ha! Tak ada nombor. Saya nak block kad ATM lama saya."

"Nak block? Bagi IC jap."

"IC? Masalahnya IC saya pun kena curi. Jadi saya tak ada IC nak bagi."

"Oh. Kalau macam tu, adik tulis nombor IC adik kat sini," kata pekerja itu lalu menyerahkan aku secebis kertas yang dikoyak entah dari mana.

Selesai urusan aku, aku beralih ke kaunter. Suratan atau kebetulan yang ke-berapa kali, urusannya selesai di masa yang sama menyebabkan kami bertembung di pintu masuk lagi.

Aku memperlahankan langkahku supaya jarak aku dan dia besar lah sikit, kan? Di pintu, dia menoleh ke belakang. Mata kami bertembung lagi. Kali ini kening aku berkerut.

Amende kau ni? Gerutu aku dalam hati.

Dia terus menghala ke arah ATM dan aku berjalan keluar. Namun sempat mataku menangkap, dia menoleh ke arahku sebelum kami membawa haluan masing-masing. Aiseh! Macam babak Gossip Girl lah pulak. Tapi orang-orang tua cakap, kalau nak blah tu, kalau boleh toleh untuk kali terakhir. Sebab mungkin terjadi, kita tak akan bersua lagi.

Tapi yang pasti, kami sama-sama penyokong Malaysia dan aku pasti wallet dia kena curi Ahad haritu sebab tu dia buat kad pengenalan dan ATM baru sama dengan aku!

See, sukan mampu menyatukan rakyat Malaysia. Adik-adik sekolah menengah, boleh ambil kisah ni untuk karangan tajuk Kelebihan Sukan.

It's as annoying as that

Dealing with things that always get our nerves on is certainly not easy. But as a matter of fact, we have to even though we don’t want to. Things like that are annoying. I mean, really annoying. It causes us to easily blurt the F word out, doesn’t it?

The simplest example I can give at the moment is dealing with people who are obsessed to be slim. I would not mind if they confessed to me about how eager they were to be slim – I believe the main reason is to look beautiful – but the thing now is, they do not just confess it to me but they keep bringing it over and over again but do nothing to make their dream come true.


What the F is that?
I think you have chosen the wrong person to share you keenness to be as skinny as Kate Moss with. If you talk to me about it to gain symbolic praises like, “Nah, you ain’t as fat as you think, arse!” (to be true, it isn’t a compliment as well because calling you arse shows how irritated I am with your damn eagerness), then you’ve made the worst decision ever.

Talking to me about wanting to be skinny? Are you daft or something? Hello, me, Khaleeqa bt Idrus is not bothered to be slim for the sake of being attention-grabbing or whatnot. I eat what I desire – but I have to cut down my zest in eating my favourite for the jiffy because of financial drawback, I drink blithely and importantly, I am not bothered with the amount of weight I gain every month or week or even day.

I believe my principle doesn’t bother you but it makes you happy instead because you’ve said before that you love seeing me eating with gusto. However, it doesn’t mean your enthusiasm to be skinny is innocuous. It is harmful because it causes me to be mad but it is not persuasive because I believe (I don’t just think but I strongly believe) I am central and I am not bothered to follow annoying things.

Do you get it?

You don’t have to cover up your main reason to be slim with seriously-sounds-fake excuse, “I want to be healthier,” whereby the fact is, you are terrified of losing the attention you’ve slightly gained since you’ve been thinner than before.

Alhamdulillah, I am happy with how I look now. I am healthy despite the incurable sinus I have suffered almost my entire life.

Hey, even skinny people have got sinus! So what?

Yang Sebenarnya (Tiada Kena-Mengena Dengan Yuna)

Sebenarnya,

Aku tak pernah fikir pasal benda lain dalam kelas. Aku tak pernah fikir pasal 'favourite boy'. Aku tak pernah fikir pasal budak-budak laki kelas aku yang gila-dan-bengong-tapi-kacak. Aku tak pernah fikir pasal kenapa orang takut dengan aku.

Aku cuma fikir macam mana aku nak hidup dengan RM5 seminggu. Aku cuma fikir selama mana aku perlu ikat perut. Aku cuma fikir selama mana aku hanya boleh ambil bau makanan tanpa memakannya. Aku cuma terfikir bila aku boleh rasa minuman manis di dewan makan. Aku cuma fikir bila aku dapat rasa air bandung kegemaran aku di 'food court' lagi. Aku cuma fikir bila aku dapat join kawan-kawan aku makan di 'food court' setiap kali selepas kelas. Aku cuma terfikir bila aku boleh makan nasi berlauk lebih dari satu.

TAPI,

Aku tahu aku sepatutnya bersyukur sebab dapat makan nasi sekurang-kurangnya tiga hari sekali. Aku patut bersyukur sebab tanpa minum air bandung kegemaranku di 'food court' dan minuman-minuman manis di dewan makan, aku dapat kurangkan kandungan gula dalam badanku. Aku patut bersyukur sebab tanpa makan makanan tapi sekadar mengambil bau saja, aku dapat kurangkan berat badanku. Aku patut bersyukur sebab tanpa join kawan-kawan aku makan di 'food court' selepas kuliah, aku ada masa lebih untuk diri sendiri di bilik dan masa lebih untuk menelaah. Aku patut bersyukur sebab sekurang-kurangnya aku masih bertenaga tanpa makanan sedap-sedap. Aku patut bersyukur!

DAN,

Walaupun masalah kewangan aku dan keluarga di semester dua ini sempit sampai aku hilang fokus di dalam kelas memikirkan makanan apa yang berharga RM 1 tapi mengenyangkan untuk sehari suntuk,

Aku tetap suka kehidupan aku di UiTM Merbok. Aku tetap bersemangat menghadiri setiap kelas. Aku tetap sayang kawan-kawan aku yang gila-dan-bengong-tapi-kacak. Aku tetap suka semester 2!

Sebab aku dah banyak cakap dengan budak-budak laki kelas aku yang suka pandang aku macam aku ini raksasa yang sedang ingin memburu dorang.

Serta yang penting,

Aku dah banyak cakap dengan Amir Hakim (Kimi), laki beraut keturunan Cina Celup yang tak habis-habis suruh aku tulis pasal dia di blog aku.

Tapi,

Aku tulis ini bukan sebab diminta oleh dia apatah lagi dipaksa. Aku tulis dengan hati gembira kerana aku mula rasa kehadiran aku di kelas dirasai oleh budak-budak kelas aku terutama Kimi, arjuna yang aku tak mampu sembunyikan senyuman dan tawaku setiap kali mendengar dan melihat dia berbicara.

"Ya Allah, hanya satu pintaku, terus-terusanlah kurniakan aku kesabaran dan ketabahan yang tinggi dalam menjalani kehidupan dari sehari ke sehari dengan dibelengu masalah yang mencabar keimanan dan ketakwaanku. Amin ya rabbal alamin."

Ps; KIMI, :tayang sepuluh jari sambil jungkit kening:

Menjana kriteria seorang penulis blog yang disenangi

Aku bukan seorang penulis blog yang hebat, apatah lagi yang terkenal. Tidak perlu dipertikaikan lagi. Lihat saja bilangan lawatan yang aku terima. Dalam seminggu, tidak sampai tiga-empat orang. Maka apabila aku dipuji melambung-lambung oleh beberapa kenalan, aku berasa tidak layak untuk menerima pujian-pujian sedemikian. Walau apapun, terima kasih.

Sedikit sebanyak pujian yang agak tidak berasas kalian tersebut merangsang aku untuk terus menulis dan mengemaskini blog yang serba kekurangan ini. Tipulah jika aku kata hatiku tidak tercuit oleh kerunduman bilangan pelawat yang aku terima. Tetapi, aku pujuk hatiku dengan tekad untuk menulis dengan niat yang tetap dan nan satu, memastikan kebolehan aku dalam menulis sama ada penulisan Bahasa Melayu mahupun Bahasa Inggeris tidak semakin lemah.

Sebab aku dan penulisan tidak boleh dipisahkan. Ia bagaikan sudah sebati dalam darahku tanpa dapat ditapis dengan menggunakan apa jua alat biarpun alat itu ialah alat tercanggih seorang manusia pernah cipta di muka bumi ini. Tolong jangan lupa tiada yang lebih canggih daripada ciptaan DIA.

Dalam entri kali ini, aku ingin kongsikan beberapa panduan menjadi seorang penulis yang disenangi mengikut pendapat dan pengalaman selama aku menjadi seorang penulis blog. Dalam tempoh dua tahun, telah banyak blog yang aku lawati. Ada yang aku lawati dan tinggalkan kata-kata semangat untuk terus menulis walaupun secara jujurnya aku tidak tertarik langsung dengan entri-entri yang pernah ditulis mereka.

Sesungguhnya, setiap penulis tidak boleh lari daripada memerlukan sokongan moral daripada mereka yang lain yang turut punya bakat dan minat dalam bidang yang sama.

Dan ada juga yang aku lawati dan jatuh hati serta-merta dengan gaya penulisan mereka. Lantas blog-blog mereka aku senaraikan di bahagian kanan ruangan blog aku bagi mengelakkan diri aku daripada ketinggalan dengan pembaharuan mereka.

Oleh itu, jika panduan yang akan aku kongsikan di bawah nanti tidak mencukupi dan masih samar-samar, bolehlah kau orang jenguk blog-blog yang aku gemari tersebut kerana tanpa pengetahuan mereka sendiri, merekalah perangsang utama dan idola aku dalam penulisan.

1) Penampilan blog

Pemilihan layout sebenarnya turut memainkan peranan walaupun terdapat segelintir penulis blog professional yang mengambil mudah terhadap kriteria ini. Blog yang terlalu gelap akan menyukarkan pembacaan si pembaca. Blog yang terlalu terang juga sama. Jadi, bijakkan diri dalam memilih warna latar blog. Tidak salah untuk menghias blog kelihatan agak kegadisan ataupun kelakian (girly or rock) tapi pastikan HTML untuk setiap alat tambahan (additional gadget) tidak terlalu berat kerana ia akan menyukarkan pelawat melayari blog kalian.

2) Muzik

Jika ditanya pendapat aku, memang aku tidak galakkan kalian meletak lagu di blog kerana ia merupakan sesuatu yang bersikap menganggu. Sudah menjadi kebiasaan kita, kita akan memasang lagu sambil melayari laman web. Dan apabila lagu entah dari mana datangnya muncul, bukankah ia sesuatu yang annoying? Tetapi, jika teringin juga untuk letak lagu dan merasakan blog kalian terlalu kosong tanpanya, maka letaklah mengikut citarasa kalian tetapi jangan sembunyikan alat (gadget) tersebut supaya pembaca boleh hentikan lagu tersebut jika mereka mahu.

3) Susun atur teks

Elakkan memilih “center” atau pun “left” kerana ia membuatkan teks kelihatan tidak kemas.

4) Saiz tulisan
Elakkan penggunaan saiz tulisan yang terlampau besar mahupun kecil. Ia bukan sahaja membuat pembaca berasa menyampah tetapi ia menunjukkan penulis blog tersebut buta seni. Buta yang terlalu buta. Even simple text is considered as an art.

5) Pengisian entri

Seboleh-bolehnya, mampatkan setiap entri dengan sesuatu yang boleh diteladani pembaca serta selitkan unsur-unsur hiburan yang mampu mencalitkan senyuman di bibir pembaca. Jadi, bagaimana hendak timbulkan kedua-dua unsur tersebut dalam penulisan? Tulis tulus dari hati. Sesuatu yang lahir dari hati mudah hinggap di tangkai hati pembaca. Jangan perah otak untuk menulis jika kebuntuan idea dan jangan berlengah-lengah untuk menulis apabila dikurniakan ilham tiba-tiba.

6) Hiasan entri
Penyertaan gambar yang saling berkaitan dengan entri akan memudahkan lagi pengisian entri tersebut untuk ‘sampai’ ke pembaca. Bagi yang rasa dirinya lebih kepada keislaman, elakkan meletak gambar yang menunjukkan aurat seseorang sebab dosa kalian bertambah setiap kali pembaca melihat gambar tersebut. Bagi yang ‘agak-agak’ tidak peduli dengan dosa dan pahala, jangan pula ambil kesempatan meletak gambar yang melampau-lampau hanya kerana kalian berfikiran telanjang (terbuka).

7) Penekanan isi

Untuk menekankan mana-mana baris ayat atau frasa dalam teks, tebal (bold) dan italickan mereka. Jika berhasrat menjadi penulis yang teliti, tebalkan perkataan sinkof seperti “kat”, “dorang”, “kteorang” dan sebagainya. Manakala bagi perkataan Bahasa Inggeris, ia memadai jika di’italic’kan saja daripada meletak simbol pembuka dan penutup kata bagi setiap perkataan dan frasa Inggeris.

8) Penggunaan Bahasa
Aku tidak suka bahasa rojak, secara jujurnya. Walaupun ada segelintir rakyat Malaysia yang dengan bangganya mengaku bahasa rojak ialah identiti rakyat Malaysia, tetapi aku rasa ia bukan sesuatu yang membanggakan tetapi sebaliknya memalukan. Gunakan Bahasa Melayu secara menyeluruh jika anda terfikir untuk berbahasa Melayu dalam menulis entri tersebut dan gunakan Bahasa Inggeris sebaliknya jika anda terfikir untuk berbahasa Inggeris dalam entri tersebut. Memang tak salah untuk guna bahasa rojak, tapi gunakannya hanya jika anda betul-betul tidak tahu sesuatu perkataan itu dalam bahasa yang anda guna pada asalnya.

Tun Dr. Mahathir pernah tulis di blog beliau, "I think in Malay when I want to speak and write in Malay and I think in English when I want to write and speak in English."

9) Ayat carut dan lucah
Aku tahu ada yang rasa hebat apabila mencarut dan berlucah dalam berbahasa. Aku pun pernah rasa sebegitu dulu dan sekali-sekala. Tapi untuk mencarut dan berlucah dalam penulisan bukanlah sesuatu yang bijak, ya kalian. Apa kata guna bahasa simbolik kerana bahasa simbolik secara tidak langsung ialah sesuatu yang merangsangkan (minda dan juga batin, sila fikir sendiri bahagimana ia berlaku) dan menghiburkan hati yang aku percaya, mampu mencetuskan tawa di bibir pembaca. Jika tidak suka membelok ke sana sini, dan lebih gemarkan sesuatu yang terang lagi nyata, pastikan ia tidak melampau.

10) Niat
Untuk permulaan, abaikan bilangan komen dan pengikut yang diterima. Aku tahu ia sesuatu yang mampu menjatuhkan semangat dan buat si penulis tertanya-tanya, ‘Apa yang kurang blog aku ni dan apa lebihnya blog dia tu? Aku punya lagi okey kot!’, ‘Apa ke hainya tak bertambah-tambah follower aku ni?’ Yang penting weh, jangan buat blog macam Myspace, pusat mengumpul kawan. Sejak azali lagi, blog diwujudkan untuk seseorang itu berkarya dan membuat kenalan yang punya minat yang sama. Jangan lawat blog orang dan tinggalkan pesanan, “I’ve followed you so follow me back.” That is indeed so bullshit! Bila niat mempunyai sebuah blog itu dah salah, sebab tu mudah lemah semangat apabila bilangan pengikut dan komen tidak bertambah.


Aku rasa tersebutlah panduan yang aku mampu kongsikan buat masa ni. Akan aku kongsikan lagi dari semasa ke semasa. Teruskan menulis dan semoga maju jaya! :D

Ps ; Edy Nuar & Yusoff, write as you please and the number of comments you receive should be the least of your worries.