tomorrow

Huh.. Another 13 hours to go before the time..my heart can't stop pounding every minute thinking of it..
Luv to be together again..
luv to hear the trash talk and giggles some more
can't wait to giv the tight, warm hug to them
Can't wait to take a step into the old place again
Damn.. can't resist the feeling inside
Mixture of feeling mostly part of the soul is termendously jolly exited
GIRLS!!!!
wait for me there
See ya....
Here I come..........................

Freegan

I watched lot of stuff on tv this morning. Being a couch potato on it is something I do occasionally. And here is something intriguing me inside and I wanna you to get into it too. To catch your eyes on people diving in a dumpster in public would make you gross out maybe and of course if that is your son. In America, there is a group of people who’s working on such thing. Picking up the left over food packages outside groceries, bakery shops and supermarkets is what they do occasionally. They are freegan, choose to live in a freegan lifestyle. It is rarely new in America and that is what they are doing coz I saw it live on tv. As far as I could see it is not really gross anyway as they do it appropriately; jumble up only the still, unexpired date, fully package cereal box without holes on it, cans, bread, vege and what ever that we can eat. They also take along the throw away but still in good condition clothes, as well as furniture for their own use or pass it on for the needy at orphanage and charity centre.

What matter is they are not paupers or beggars but somebody on the line. There are doctors, civil engineer and other professional among them. They seem not sound of mind and grotesque. Yeah, you do have cash..a lot and so affordable to buy these stuff, what the heck is it? Well, money is not what is all about. From what I’ve heard, they feel sick with the over consumerism environment and people who love to buy things they not really need, and spend money on food, display them in fridge before toss out before the date. The freegan said they want to help in lessen the still-good-food left in the dumpsters. They not really care how the other response on what they doing. We feel proud picking all these food in the garbage rather than those who throw it away and not even eat the food. Which one is noble? They said. It’s totally makes sense and mind opening. It is sad to see people do not feel bless with the food they have when people in other side of this world have to war and kill each other fighting to get something to eat, as such in Darfur, Zimbabwe and Cambodia; are these people just blind and stupid to realize this?

About 3% to 5% of food is tossed out in America everyday which is equal to $ 30 million per year! Surely that amount will makes people in Africa jolly and happy to feed themselves. The message from me to you is not to live the freegan lifestyle. The mother of the reason is for us to make a connection on ourselves, are we doing the same thing everyday? Having dinner and leave the leftover on table not wanting to finish it or ordering glass of juice and just have a sip of it? People judge themselves on what they have not what they are, they feeling great on brand new fashionable shoe or dress, fancy car and luxury, furnish house as they think they can found their true self on things. So, they are unstoppable as the advertising feeding them with this.

We can find much brighter life, peace and blissful life by buying less and living less with things, live moderately. Thus, you’ll have better perspective on works as you’ll find the core need is not for money solely but as satisfaction and fulfillment for you and your community. At last, you can free your mind and soul of worrying on mortgage, credit cards, car loan or wondering if you can reach the end of the month. Just get used to live with less thing and buy less, it is quite hard to turn over the desire but when you already on the track, find out if it really help you to live a better life.

HIM.....HER

A 360 degree changes
It is all upside down
He is not the one he used to be
Thousand of miles apart
I’m longing the sweet and charm
Makes my world feels so much brighter
Missing his laugh and jokes around
His tenderness is what I desire
Why should this happen
How can it getting worse

And I’m spinning round
Confusing, disturbing
Should I confess I’m broken inside
Pretend to stay nothing happened
Can’t feel you although we sit beside
Can’t see you though you stand by me
Seem you walking far away
Seem you’re going away

I try to look into your eyes
But afraid of the sign you’ve shown
I want to talk to you we normally do
Sharing laugh and tears
Working on the closure
I’m sorry hurting you for thing I didn’t know
Forgive me if sometimes I’m a liar
Blame it all on me if it makes you back
I’m opening my mind to all the possibilities

Cause when we together
I’m always secured
Other ain’t better than you
Could find another guy if I say I want to
If I do want the relationship like we have
It must be can’t
And I’m prohibited to do so
I’m bounding on you

You’re my only one
Please let me worry no more
Before things end up in a misery
Even I cry silently
I might want not to show
So you know I love you like I do 18 years ago
And I’m not ready to let you go

Ehm....terrifying

me so glad getting new friends in my bolg..again, thanks to hermione, gen_3, windy as you re welcome to the club..make yourself as home.

well, it is not too late wishing Eidul Qurban for all muslim. Take a minute and look deep inside what does Qurban really meant to you? Is it a life changing form bad to a better life or the other way around? or you might think it just the same and customary celebration like passed years? Think again? numbers of unbelievable, uninvitable and unresistable events happened few days before the Eid(raya korban). the flash flood in kelantan, terengganu and followed by pahang, couple of landslides as we already knew by heart; the worst was in Bukit antarabangsa aka Malaysia Hollywood. four of residents was killed, one still missing, thousand have to move and fortune left aside not to mention in the lost after the tragedy

full condolence for the victims and I havce to admit that it still make me goose bump. Just in a flick of time and everything was gone.expert from geology can proved it was natural disaster caused by bla...bla..bla.. For the faithful muslim, it was as sign from god to warn us, the caliph and to remind us the passed sins we have done. For those who are in tragedy, Let's take it as 'kifarah dosa' or cleansing and stand strong with HIS test. We got to realise it is a test from Allah to measure the level as a good muslim.

We should take it as a lesson. a worth lesson for us to relate with the mean of Qurban. If we're inside their shoes, what would we do, how do we act? can we stand with it? Give a helping hand can help them going through the test..

Piece of me

sometimes
i'm too academic about writing
more and less on preaching
moderate words on side of my life
sizzling some tales I could think of
too succumb with friends and fiends

but
that's what I want to write
from the bottom of my heart
even not the best
nor good enough
I'm satisfied though

i believe
a piece of words
change people's view of life
nurture oneself being a human
banish the tears and heal the pain
as life is worth living for

So,
pass it on
your finest thought
spread your message
"a ballpen is even sharper than the sword"
that's what i've learn from arabia scholar
keep passing on
and feel the peace on you

The Power of Dream

Honda is a strong brand in the automotive and robotic industry. The tag line of this company is a mirror and resembles to what they do and want to be. ‘The Power of Dream’. They prove that it is nothing impossible to achieve your goal as long as you hold strong with the dream. Nothing is wrong to dream of doing something or being somebody. It is a benchmark to creative and innovative steps that guide your life and give you the purpose of your life. Dare to dream and allow yourself to be in the imaginary world. Then you’ll going beyond expectation if you really focus on the aim. We are too great to limit ourselves to small dreams- Ronald Reagan once said. Here’s some inspiring tales yet captivate story you’ll love to know that nothing is impossible to achieve in life. You may want recall back your pathway as what have you got in life and is it satisfying enough.

Tale 1
If legendary Dr. Martin Luther King Jr. (correct name, right!) is still alive, he must be proud to what American had done. In his last sermon on the day he was killed, he hope there will be the Africa-American as the next president of United State. The racial tense between white people and black people will be better someday and live in a harmonious peaceful life. Barrack Hussein Obama made it. The first African-American as the 44th president of the United State. With the motto CHANGE, he opens the new chapter in this saga of changing American mind. But the road is ain’t easy, it is long a harrowing. Well, this is not only his story, but America too.

Barry(nickname) is a son of Black man from Kenya and a white woman from Kansas. Raised in different geographical areas, he has a universal genetic. He lived in one of the poorest nation yet went to the best school in America. He was a young teenager and the colour of his life was dark at that time. He has resorted to kinds of drugs, cigarettes, and alcohol, facing with a conflict identity searching and explored his true self.

Thanks to his grandparent as did not go astray and wake up from the nightmare. From Hawaii to Harvard, he is unstoppable and armed with the degree from Harvard Law School, he never turns back. The momentous moment was the night of the election when he knocked down Mc Cain with triumph of over 300 votes and only less then 200 votes for Mc Cain. A huge cheer up from his supporter as he entered the front stage and I know he waited so long to hear “Congratulation, Mr. President”. Above all, it is just the beginning of the game.


Tale 2
She has a mesmerizing and husky voice. Deep inside, she fold a big dream that seems impossible for a Filipino girl like her. Charice, 16 years old teenager want to be a star. She had entered singing competition since she was 4 but the purpose is to get money for food. Her single mother strive hard to ensure both of them have something to eat everyday. Charice decide that she’ll not sitting doing nothing and to sing gives her the way to help her mom. Charice lives in scattered area in poverty village in Philippine and she tells her mom that someday she want to be star.

The fate of her life slowly changes when a HARPO producer found her talent in YouTube and told the boss, Oprah Winfrey. She brings Charice in her show and before that, he made a phone call to David Foster, a legendary producer to come along. The moment of truth. Oprah want to know if she is really talented. Charice sang a song from her ultimate idol, Celine Dion; My Heart Will Go On. She stunned the audience with so mesmerizing and powerful voice as she carried it so well. It made a Goosebumps for those who listen to her. Well, you see. When a singer sing a such of difficult song like this, you would like to see when she reach the high pitching notes, you’ll hold your breath to see if her voice can achieve that notes high and want to see it go higher. Charice not only manage to do that but she made it beautifully without ruining the song. So then, Oprah introduced her to David Foster. If you want to be a star, he is the one you have to haunt. David is known as star maker and he knows how to do it. He took Charice to Vegas in his concert featuring Josh Groban and Michael Bubble. Charice then honored to sing My Heart will Go on in front of over 100,000 audiences in Vegas. Isn’t that lucky.

But it not stops there as the next day she was invited to Pretelli’s house and they sing together. The tour wasn’t enough yet as she is invited to again to the Oprah Show to listen to her voice. Surprisingly, during her performance in the show, Celine startled her with special appearance in Skype tv as Celine also watched the performance. Celine made a request for Charice to join her in one of world Tour Concert somewhere in UK. That’s a beautiful moment for that girl. ‘I can’t believe it, my dreams come true’, she sobbed as she hugged Oprah. She felt so blessed and she is now had proved that the folks are false about her. She is standing high, the peak of the dreams and she’s continue to work hard for it.

Tale 3
I wish I can write more, but now I felt exhausted and starving, my eyes watering. There are more inspiring people I want you to let you know. Well, maybe next time.Take the lesson from these people to get motivated, cherish the life to the end. Look ahead and keep it forward, it is more painful to turn around and looking back the past times.

p/s: this is the longest ever post I’d wrote. Please don’t bother. (If you do, like I care)

La Di Da...........

There is nothing much I do today. and me also don't have gut to spill those beans on the day today. Everything normal.End of it

What pull me to write today is a sharing with you new things I've got from stimulus and sources out there; tv shows, nets. magazines and books. some of it is a wake up call for you to really realise how far @ how much you get into it..let's indulge and hopefully I'm making you if not much, a bit surprise as you might say it 'voila! new information.never heard before'. he...he...got it?
first,
Have you ever wonder or staring at the big belly-size man? The 1st idea flying through the mind is - that's big belly @oh, he's obese.Well, what make the belly big in size is omentum.The normal size of our stomach is just a size of half-hamburger and it is the omentum that makes the belly bigger-due to excessive food intake. Unless you make a liposuction, the size of the stomach will be cut to be a pea size. That's the alternative yet expensive way-not advisable by doctor -for the overweight to turn back to normal size.

Never heard omentum? well it's an organ in our body and it sounds'momentum' but without the 'M'. .Omentum is an important organ inside the belly, actually the outer layer underneath the skin and it function as absorption of fat

Can we reduce the size of omentum?
The answer is yes as that's another function of omentum. It can expand and contract- also due to our diet. so, the next time you meet the big fat man across the road, just say, 'hey! that man has a big size omentum.'


second,
WARNING! JUST A HEALTH INFORMATION. DO NOT MISINTERPRET THIS.

Whenever you manage to lose 35 pound of your weight, the penis well be an inch longer. Based on the latest research by doctors the process is continuing until it reach the limit. which is a da di da news for a man to get motivated to lose weight.

The risk of life for overweight people, which has big omentum is just like living a normal life but carrying a prostate cancer with him/her.

Third,
Human have the 5th sense of taste!!! We called it UMAMI. founded around 1980 by Dr.Ikeda. human truly have another sense of taste. Umami is a taste caused by the glutamate. We can found it in tofu, seaweed and other Japanese cuisine especially. It is rich and at the moment the food reach the taste bud, the season and the taste will spread all over the mouth and it is the sense that you can't really describe with words. It is unique and enjoying and bring happiness to the eater. this 5th sense is only officially announced as another sense for the taste after 20 years of research and hard work by this doctor.


forth,
Saudade is a brazillian word-CSI drama-
it means sadness in the happy moments. Sounds like dumb ass, but that's what it truly mean. Maybe you'll fell it one day and........you'll have to thanks to me. Jesting!

Fifth,
neh, my hands trembling...can't go for another alphabet. That's all

Hope you'll get some brand new information and refresh your mind with it. See ya..have another good day and enjoy, live and value your precious day today as there ain't another sunrise for you tomorrow.

Just a writing

Me now having a short break, around a month++ and sooo lonely at home.Mom's working like forever ,she damn busy with school, student, department, hostel and so on. We're expecting to move again to a new resident in the hostel as she's the head guardian at the hostel. The principal keep complaining and urging mom to stay inside. It bothers me actually at first,but concerning the hardship she's going through everyday, driving go and back homes, the fuel, and her safety..both me and my brother say OK with that. Yeah, she seem tried to occupied and balance with her work and home but she did a good job.

My bro only manage to be at home around this weekend.He now keep busy with progs for kids and teen, yeah the kem ibadah, program penghayatan and whatsoever. I'm missing him so much right now. he delivered me a good news, scoring quite a good mark in exam and still be the top in da class.Wow, that's great... I didn't expect much from him as frankly speaking, he's a bit slower than 3 of us in his study. So, he's showing a good signal of making his best for SPM 10 month from now...HOPE SOO.

Ehmm, what else...
Me try to busy myself with sorts of thing to do or plan to do. Already buy new books ready to get through, house chores..(of course like, who else) , , some articles@ jurnals translation (malay to english for sure) and Tv. That's sound like my routine schedule right now. I want to make them all in some interesting way so it won't be lousy.

I already publish some of the articles in da post.read it, line by line and think of it. sometimes we need to indulge the time with all the lesson and remembrance so then we always stick to what we are and don't led ourselves to astray. Enough for today. Take it easy

Philosophy of Imam Saidina Ali R.A

The greatest sin is the fear

The healthiest exercise is working

Biggest mistake is give up

Powerful bravery is patience

The best teacher is experience

Fundamental secret is death

The highest honour is trust

The biggest gain is a Soleh child

The greatest investment is believing oneself

Arif Billah Ibrahim bin Khawas:

In fact, Allah says it takes 5 things for a muslim to live the good of a heart.

:Reading the Quran daily and going through the meaning itself

:Consume less food

:Weeping for the past sin in the pray at the end of the night.

:Wake up and worshipping in the middle of night (Qiamullail)

:Good relationship and connection with pious people in Islam.

***********

When there is hidayah solely
Taufiq does not go along
Always lead to the mistake and wrongdoing

Hidayah always be easy to spot
Taufiq needs a blind searching
Hidayah resembles knowledge
Whereas taufiq is a good applying
As knowledge become the base

Taufiq and Hidayah unite become a union
When one have a good grip
All the action always on the line

Our ancestor

EVE AND ADAM

From the rib of Adam Eve was created

Not from his head

Nor his leg

Except from the side as to be his soul mate

Close to the arm to protect him from the pain

To be his angel she’ll always beside

Like a shadow never let him alone

And unite with his heart to be adored, to be companion

And to be really, truly, loved

When the two souls find love in the name of The Almighty

Two become one with no more doubt

Two bodies live with one destiny

When the love crafted for the sake of The Creator

Being apart cause no tear,

When missing him for The One

Meeting him is the moment to treasure

Relationship is sweet and tasty

When the togetherness and the separate for Him only

His promise is really true, truly sure

A good woman is treasured for a good man

And when a love built on the love of God,

Life in a day becomes richer

Wealth is not a matter

Mu’minah woman is the greatest luxury

For man who seek for it

A guy with knowledge and faith

Is the best man beside Him.

Girl, teen, adult

Big girls

When time comes

It is the time for you to let it

Loosen the tie

Even you hardly want to do it

She is a big girl now

Not the little princess she used to be

Nor used to always hold your hand

A mother is always a mother

That’s never change

But let on her flow

Doesn’t mean she is free now

Just let her be but not let her free

That big girl, she still

Need the guidance, not a control

Still need

Few of healing words, avoid being harsh

Never let her navigate alone

She shall drown

Loosen the tie

Doesn’t mean untie it all

Mistakes sometimes needed

Let’s life become the teacher

For her to gain the mature

To say hello to the world

She shall make you proud

For what she be and

For what she is

That princess

Aware that you’re aware

Of her life, safety and need

She surely never forget

Instead

She’ll love you even more

She is now.

DREAM GIRL.......SWEET

As I opened my eyes, The first thought came across my mind was where am I? Is it virtual or reality? Well that night..I can’t possibly forget it easily. It such a bliss for me and the moment is really real…I think. My bad, it just a dream, but it sweet, lovely, and so sweet. I still remember the very scene in that dream. Me, N, S&F (like usual) take part in a program, it is something involved with the Edu. Faculty. What makes it fun was the venue was in Sabah and it seemed like we had a week time for preparation for that. I was so thrilled and informed my mom about our trip. She hardly wanna let me go for it. “How long? with whom? It is too far away, it is not safe for you.” She bombarded me those questions. She asked me to phone S to ask for details. I’m not calling him, just texted. Then we met at Kenny Rogers and accidentally( or planned maybe) we bumped into other classmates, Al, F.A.S, Aw, Ei and the other guys, not to mention the class rep.. Whoa, we dine together but the weird was we ate steamboat. Kenny Rogers has steamboat set? Hmm, no idea..never been there before.

After some times, the class rep. told us that all of the members of the class going to join us too. WHAT A HECK? Opps..That’s Great!! Ha..ha.. instead 4 of us we carried along all the classmate. Just think of it, 21 students have a trip to Sabah to join an academic program.. sounds ridiculous huh. After all, that was so much fun ..we splendid the time together, snapping some photos at fortune..and just hanging out together was more than enough for me. Then, somebody kept calling me, the voice was nowhere and I thought it was one of those guys. Then, out of sudden, as I blinked the eyes, I’m at the other place…aha..on bed. Yikes..I wanna sleep again, back to that dream, I haven’t done yet…so much thing want to say, want to do. Haih, guys am I so sick missing all of you? Dunno? Even though I’m not the popular in our group and not so always hang out together as you always did, doesn’t mean I solely ignore all of. Maybe you’re not aware that I’m aware and concern all of you. So, this dream was prove is it? I’m still carried away with that thing. Have a good time guys, handle and use your time wisely as you not gonna have a chance to turn it over again. Assalamualaikum…..may god bless you.

exam? disturbia + disturbed

Haven't post anything since some days ago.........
and just realize the exam is just around the corner......can smell it, it's not a fragrance that I want to....

Ehm..what do exam meant to me? and what do me meant to Exam...
Stressed out....little bit maybe,

Insomnia...less sleep , bid goodbye to the cosy bed and you'll sleep at any port possible in the room with such acrobatic position and style.... EHm..not sure about it but used to

Piles of books with the endless pages to read ehm not..ditch that word..MEMORIZE them..aha..that's better

rapid note copying and exchanging from the geeks... and from those who got brains ...back up for last minutes reading, huh.. that's easy

Assignment submission ......what on earth
and.much more...have to go now,
wait till the next episode.

Me VS Weekend

What a busy week i had.can I say it's weekend..NO I DON'T! worksheets are mounting, laundry're piling and I'm tired . WiFi at Mawar sucks,such a mess and damn slow. I try to open my blog but to no avail but,you what..there's no problem for me to log on to myspace,friendster and google. what a heck is it. Grosteque isn't it? Well,for all PMR candidates gud luck for PMR (if u read your sis blog) It is the day right to give your best performance on your paper and know to measure if your struggling and effort in studies over 3 years are worth.

I haven't phone eat-in almost a month since the eid.I' wondering how's is he right now. Is he okay, have he study well,is he missing me also? injust realize how much I misss him when mom asked if I had ever talk to him this week.Haih.I'm like in amood of missing everyone right now.....really need theraphy for this. I went to N room yesterday and aks her where has she been that day.....and with whom.With such a weird smile and grin on her face I know the clue..Gotcha, again she is going out with you-know who again. Ehm, okay. I'm struggling with my group esssay that night, need to evaluate their pharagraph and revised them to make it better as we need to present it on the other day. I slept late again...just about to close my puffy eyes, angah phoned me....haih, why at this time...but I entertain his call and we had a long chat, some trash talk,eiy he likesto talk on that's stuff,naughty boy..he..he...but I love the way he say it,so cute.You don't got it right..ehm of course not. He reminds me to keep focus on this coming exam and I know both of them aim high for me as they had proved their efffort in the study and able to put in in a higher level now.Even they taking couses that rather difficult and complicated than mine...like I never want to be in if I could to.

H, Big boy and Din pick me up in outside Mawar to PTAR for a group discussion. I plead N to accompany me as she is one of the group members too,even I know she is not feeling very well,you know after the nnight with him walking through the rain ....and now she is dizzy and fever-to-be i think. Such a cruel friend am I? ehm, but I have no choice, a bit scared too, so Im alone.I have to confess that it not really make me ease for being with them as I'm the only guy among the three girls. Got it? Felt a bit awkward but I'm pretend to be okay...H condemned my slaids on the topic that I had done, hate this. He saying that my slaids are too much and too details ...looking at his face with such expression, I felt like want to kick him off .....haiyyak!.. be patient..don't get mad..bahave yourself ..sigh, I told myself. I'm not taking much time to get along with them as we kept discussing on how can we present the topic..and some flabble.
after about 2 hours,we went off the library and have some refreshment at DC. Did I mention I ride on H car,wow that's my first time and that car is too cool to take a leave. that's a part of my schedule taday, a lot more to be written but that's all for now. I need to to something else right now.......

I haven't sent any post since the Eid...and there's many things happened recently. Hre ia the list below for you to know what had happened fews day a go.

To start with, my first thing;
Of course celebration of Eid...and it was tremendously hillarious and such bliss.but many my friends said it was boring empty,lonely and whatsoever..pity huh.Well, it was splendid time for me gathered with all family members..owh, my little cousins..you have grown up.They're the cutey,naughty yet funny.Suddenly me,kak nana and kak hanis became camera addicts.We snaped pictures like-non-stop and i'd snapped over 150 pictures in just two days! Can't wait to show them to angah and along.We also had 'kenduri arwah' to my atuk, moyang and others members that had passed away.NOt to forget the duit raya,me got few raps at the open house and ........of course i banked them to my account.

my second thing
Some of my very close friends will fly to Egypt to pursue the their dream on that popular course-medics. * 'humaira', 'hermione', 'harry', 'thamlika', and 'twin myzah'.'Hermione' supposed to be in matric but when she phoned we few days ago telling she's abroad within 2 days to egypt, my heart stop beating.......can't believe it.There's a pause at that moment.I nearly cried...one of my best pal again.......will leave me alone.Feeling empty inside,couldn't find words to describe all this feeling; happy,confuse, hatred, dismay,all mixed together. this news is not the music i want to listen.even so, we made a vow that as long as we live,no matter what happen, we'll still in touch and value each other.

my third thing,
Pssst........can't tell you ,here.It's scandalously top secret and confidential.

Forth things
We're at the end of semester.Ya Rabbana!i felt like it was yesterday i met you dear friends.. it also marks as the crucial stage for us as the exam and Muet just around the corner,waving us sinisterly.I need to study harder and devoted this precious time more with books than hang out friends( please don't misjudge me,it's true right) I promised to Angah I'll awards him the result with flying colours. let's talk less,work more.Remember what Puan Hamidah said about our group.We're different from the others as they can talk english even better than us.I hope to kill two birds with a stone for this coming exam and pray so i'll be here for six more years in the same course.AMIN.'Man jadda wajada wa man hasoda hasoba'-those put more effort win, those who work nothing lost.

My (what's the number again?)
Dr.hanim turns my life to a nightmare.She asked us to work on endless essays.A good practice actually which i love to do but scare + terrifying to confront her and waiting to be condemned on essay.She's not only spilt those beans but burst her outraged on me/us at that moment if she's not happy with the essay.She mentioned that she's quite dissapointed with our eesay writing.I felt challenged with her sincerely feeling.I don't want her to look us down .Want her to be proud of us.Want to score well in exam.Want to be educationist.Success in this world and Hereafter is the ultimate goal I's seeking now.
Ya Allah,bantulah Hambamu...


My last thing
There's nothing more to write.....enough for today.

Golden Words: Sometimes things are better left unsaid.Only let Him know the thing inside.














take it positively-i told myself.

I have a test tomorrow on Listening and Speaking. A group discussion

Ramadhan,his love & ours

We are bidding goodbye to ramadhan soon, I can hardly believe it is the end of Ramadhan. The blessing, peaceful and and blissful month is now comes to the end.It seems just like yesterday we met.Bulk of questions and doubts come across my mind.Am I giving enough all the good deeds for the needy and others? Am I being a good muslim,double the ibadah, practice the sunnah? Am I going to meet my lover again the other time? Do I have chances the other time to bid salam to it?Am I serving my best throughout the time? Can you tell me?Ramadhan......It comes with barakhah and leaves carrying the maghfirah(forgiveness). Even His wrath outweight the sea,forgiveness comes so easily.Just repent about the past,his blessing count no one. Why, because we started this life so pure, so He will love us one more.That's the thing I know for sure.Have you ever heard this phrase? Rejab is Allah's month, sya'aban is belong to the prophet muhammad and Ramadhan is belong to his ummah. Thats true, all mu'minin are fighting towards this precious time.



Tell me how many of you can hardly say goodbye to this beloved month and sadly say hello to this coming syawal? People set aside and pay no attention to Ramadhan, as syawal is the matter of business.I'm speaking the truth.Let see, I can hear the eid music since the first day of fasting and what a heck is it? It should be the other way around. But, that's Malaysian.WHY don't you turn on the radio to the other channel and listen to song of fasting month? don't have one,just play the quranic song,why is it so hard?out of fashion? shameful of being too good? It get me morose sometimes when the muslim themselve show no respect to this month.



We have no time,hesitated no more.there's a quote from prophet muhammad p.b.u.h in a hadis; 'between the world living and the doomsday is just a short measure between two fingers'. It shows how near we are with the doomsday and it was the say spoken over 1400 years ago,just imagine hw much the time left for us.Do you really get enough saving in the account for the day after life? which is heavier, your sins or rewards.This is a wake up call for you and for us as let's try make ourselves for the better,life after death is the true destiny.won't you be happy with the title of muslim? We get busy with worldly affairs and neglecting the mission as His servant to flourish this planet earth with good deeds, charity and islam teaching. There's another one, we should be proud to be the Last ummah, this is the specialty that given by Allah as we'll get shafaat from our prophet and we're the first ummah to enter the heaven,follows by the others followers. Even Moses ever ask Allah permission to be a part of us but to no avail. Do you know the last words of prophet muhammad before he died, he kept saying 'ummati,ummati,ummati' which means my people,my people,my people.Can you see how deep this unconditional love to us and we are never concern to say his name once in a day,isn't that cruel?



To top it all, it is never too late to return to right lane.Sit back and 'muhasabah' ourselves on the past and open the new chapter of a brighter and meaningful life.May His blessing surround us.



Golden words: Stand with Islam,it is the way of life and you'll be safe.

Homecoming journey

What a great day for me.Soo excited to tell u that I'm going home...what a good present for me, stucking in Uitm for months and buzy with books and assignments all the time,it's really good to be home again...such a relief. Well, my lecturers are happily cancelled today's class (actually after begging them to do so..naughty) but they left behind with workpack to carry on during the break. So, as all my roommates got to rush for their class,I decided to complete the homework as much as I can,so don't have to bring back. What a heck, all the phonetics stuff is soo boring and confussing(it's listening&speaking). Like, how can I differentiate all the phonetics, the words all sounds exactly the same. She gave us a few pages of that and i'm taking solid 2 hours to finish them all.I'm going crazy if there is another pages on that.

It's 10 am and haven't taking shower yet,not to mention, my luggage is not pack also and now my room is quite messy. Alin will be back within 2 hours..she'll mad if seeing me like this. We're taking bus to Ipoh by 3 pm,of course riding on the handsome Plusliner. Oh, I also have to re-do my presentation on previous M'sian Study' topic as it's magically lost from my pendrive. hate to re-do it again, luckily still got notes on that,just copy them all. Ehm, finish all the academic works (just managed to settle the L&S).Time for sweating,times for chores. Tidy up the room is another my best way to release tense.Sweeping, mopping and rearrange stuff inside my room is easy to do when alone,like you can make it with your own style and nobody will complaint about it.

I'm counting the time..
luggage,set. Kuih raya,set. Ticket, checked. What else, looks like everything is complete. Alin here,just finish her test on speaking, what language are you using? ha..ha.. her tired face signs no-stupid-jokes.okay, your pleasure. We had one final touch on all the stuff,yeah..should double check everything, can u imagine after departed at ipoh,then you realize that you had left your raya baju kurung @ kuih raya behind? OMG...may I turn back? So, I screwed up the plan, we're supposed to off form Mawar by 1.30 pm but I'm buzy to settle all my laundry (it's piling up), hanging some wet clothes on the window in the room and keep those are dried in the drawer.. She's waiting me patiently..good girl,just testing your patience and iman in ramadhan..
Then, we off to the bus stand around 2 pm. Waiting the virgin bus is another thing,do they take off on jumaat? Haven't they finish the Prayer yet? I'm sweating already..Thanks goodness, there's a cab coming this way, wasting no time, I'm waving my hands to the drivers,competing with the others Mawar's girls....and it seems that i'm the lucky one..So both of us rushed into the cab, and without asking mush,he drives us to sec.17 I need the air-cond...badly.

The bus terminal (should I call it bus terminal?) is not as what I'm expecting.It's not crowded,not much people as i think.Ehm, the more the merier,can feel the raya enthuasism
arousing..wah. Alin and me have to wait another hour to ride on our bus.Soo, we arrived early. take a break for a while..but honestly, I hate waiting..to wait the needle to struck on 3pm is quite suffering,plus it's fasting and it's balik raya...the only thing we can do is to read through the magazines(she brought Cleo and Remaja) and chatting all this while.

Yeah, here comes the bus,my bus...!my bus...! we take the front sit and it looks like almost all the passenger are Uitm students..lousy.After the driver checking tickets, I'm take off my laptop from HP case and lap it on so there you go.......korean movie..I'm intentionally plan to do this on the bus since it is not provided with TV.The journey is not boring and all of them fall of asleep so do to Alin. All the excitement is unexplanable..a few more miles to go. It's traffic jams and cars are lining up as far as eyes can see..It's sounds not so good.Alin told the driver to drop her at the toll,but it seems impossible to stop abruptly with all vehicles behind it,so he's not. She have to call her mom to moved on to Terminal Medan Gopeng even she's not happy with it as it means that she'll might have to break her fast on the road as the traffic is so crazy in the evening. Sorry, can't help you. We arrive by 5.30pm and the place is totally crowded with bus plus peoples and cabs. I accompany Alin to go to nearby bus stand as her mom can't enter terminal(just imagine how crowded it is).Of course I can't let her alone, so we make a move to meet her mother at the bus stop. After waving and bidding good bye to each other, I walk back to terminal and perform solat jama' and Qasar. Finally, after 30 minutes waiting, my mom fetchs me and off we go back home, back to my Full House.that's what I called to my home. Another journey to be remembered..That's all for now.Selamat Hari raya

Nothing.....just keep smiling

I woke up this lovely morning having a peace of me, Can feel the positive energy lingering the body and I can sense the lady-luck beside. There's reason behind it...Can't tell you in this post, it's top secret.There, I can't wait to go to college, wanna meet Awatif,farah,eiza,sai,fie and all those guys in my class. I'm in a very good mood today, everythings run as I'd plan and he..he..now it is the countdown for holiday+raya...3 DAYS TO GO. ehm,enough of that.

Well, for the Computer Literacy class today, Miss sally asked us to get prepared for the MUET projects after the Eid. Owh, made me goosebumped, thinking about MUET, we really don't have much time now..So, have to double studying,double the reading and double everything...................(not eating)! We had good time in the Listening & Speaking class and you know what, we're going to practice the first group discussion under her nose! Makes me so uneasy and quite tense..The nervousness feeling I had at that time almost made me trembling all the time. But then, I try to turnover the negative feeling into a positive way. Just keep laughing, and talking with them.that's how I'm covering the nervousness.

I'm in group with Najah (again), athirah and nadia. so, we talked..talked and talked about the topic.Owh yeah, did i mention the topic?It's ; "Friends are more important than family these days".Agree @ opposed?
Ask yourself. Here's another thing, you know what, we don't have enough time to settle and wrap up our discussion! Hey, timekeeper, do you really made it 10 minutes,I think it's just 5.. I just wanna say to Puan Hamidah,"Aa, can we make it once again?' Geez,Puan Hamidah said that this group is very..very comfortable with the discusssion,but have to maintain the main topic. Ok, Bravo girls, it is first trial..After that, end of class for today.

Ehm,me and Najah(again) break the fast with farah(diva), Alia(primadona), Awatif, and Eiza under the hut at Mawar. They're rock, So enjoy the moments, Of course, you can't skip the gossip whenever hanging up around wiht them..They told this,told that..and bla..bla..bla...They keep teasing Najah and the-you-know-guy.. Ah,stop it girls, I know her, she's the one who's not ready yet to in the cupid love tales...too young and......afraid of commitment.yeah, that's hard have Bf, got to text him 24/7, inform him whenever you go,with whom,why and all the -routine-like-Q's for the couple. Well, it is up to you as we have different perspective right. aky, I think it 's all for this post,stilll can't stop smiling today......chiaw....

One day in ramadhan

My friend Nani invited me, g ha and alin to break the fast together at his uncle's house. What a pleasure for me as I really miss to break fast at home with family( even it's not my family) as I'd never have the chance to do so since the first ramadhan.(Soo sad, I need my mom...).so here came the plan, we did a-routine-like activity,-off from mawar and ride the rapid bus.Then we droped by at PKNS to buy something for Raya and I'm managed to grab 2 preciously and glamorous brooches which cost me aha....price.I don't think I should have to wear anything , just put on the paperback and I'm gorgious enough with these brooches.Opps, let's not over do it.. Fuh, even though they cost me a fortune,but... it's raya right, just once a year. alin also got her new raya dress,it's silk and so elegant,just worth about RM115.I love the dress.

Well, I'm skipping my raya dress this year, don't have the enthuastic to buy new one..I still have a lot of used-to wear dress as I rarely wear them and they still look new and gorgious for me. So, why wasting the money........? Please don't get me wrong, I don't say that I'm against you buying new dress for raya,it's my decision,nothing personal.

Then, done with my shopping and as everybody has got their stuff, we walked in a rapid way to the bazar ramadhan to buy some refreshment for Nani's uncle. we have soya, murtabak and popiah.wow,made my mouth watering...After that we off to sec. 9 with cab and arrived there minutes before The Call...That's what I called seconds from disaster. We really lavish on the meal and enjoy the berbuka with their family, let's fill the tank girls.........It was so delicious and I can't hardly stand up for the maghrib prayer..so full and so lazy like a phyton..he..he. I can't believe I'm having rice for berbuka..usually it's become my last option, as I can live without that for years..

Ehm, we have fun, they're really kind and warm-hearted as I can feel to be part of the family too.. we prayed Isya' there and not to mention the tarawih too. It just me,alin and g ha and kak..(Aa...what's her name again, forgot already) in the house as uncle and aunty went for tarawih at mosque.We watched movie on Astro ria,it's kind of Muhasabah time when watching that,yeah quite a religious drama but very fantastic and captivative. Sharp at 10.40 pm, we got to move on back to college.it's late already and of course we don't want to get caught by 'jenisan burung' guards on the gate.Soo,tired but yet we really have ,never hang out with all my roommates before and it's cool to be together..Ohh, got to sleep early this night, I have an early class next morning.......gud nite...

golden words: Treasure your friends as you'll may lose them tomorrow

Hooray

Hooray! it's weekend again. After going through such a hectic week.. battle week for the tests and of course, gave me the tense I don't want to. Okay, me, Fie, and Diddy have another last EIF( English Is Fun) program. It is a linking program between UiTM and Pertubuhan Mawaddah Malaysia. The aim is to have fun with the usage of English for kids so that they'll know that it is not hard to master the skill. Seriously, we really have fun...they are rock and so active( I have my favourite!he is so cute ). So, sharp by 7.50 am, I set off from Mawar College and took a ride on the virgin T603 bus to the section 2 then jump into the mini bus to Intec. Najah's not coming....how sad.She's a good friend of mine...This is the final session of our program so, I felt quite sad and I'm gonna miss the kids, their giggling in the group and the hillarious of chicken dance performance.(conduct by Fie,he's really good with kids). We have the best of both world as our dean faculty was kindly spent her time with us and yes, a nasheed group,Sekilas which is quite famous(they said!) in Uitm was willingly conduct the nasheed performance free of charge and with their own transportation! God bless them ....they sang several songs and it's beautiful...however one of the members forgot the lyric.Ahh....spoiled. That' it..end of program.Kudos to all committee members, to the project manager and for kids on making this programrun successfully.Kudos to me too, for sacrificing my sweet weekend.......


Golden words: Today's fantastic, tomorrow's terrific, yesterday's gorgious, next day hillarious.Love to live,love my life

Testing on you....

I started my day at 4.30 am, after a long hours on the bed, it's the time to refresh back ( I dozed off right after the tarawih). Huh.... Me and najah spent the whole evening at cyber cafe just to settle another assignment( tired of it) on comp. literacy. Yeah,did I say Farah and Boy 'cunning' were with us? Ehm, Farah really made me freak out when she said that she has made a money transaction to a friend (I guess not,he is more than that) worth rm100 at CIMB bank but the guy didn't get it. She might be transferred it into wrong account,who's know, human mistake. You might think a hundred is nothing but for us as a student, Rm100 is like a Rm1000.Every penny counts, got it? So,she thought he was jesting only but after several calls, she know it is the other way around.She asked me CIMB number but I don't have one like.... who wants to keep it. So, I asked her to browse the website. Huh.....what a relief. She got it and....... well, lady-luck loves her , it is true that the money is not transferred.........yet into the account .....because, she did it manually,so it takes a longer time. Gotcha!Ha..ha.. relax girl, you made me worried.

I really don't have a gut to come to the class today.Why? we just have a single class today as the Listening & speaking class has been cancelled. Aih, why don't Master Shifu( a.k.a Mr.Shah) postponed it on the next class. Okay, let's make it clear. I don't mean that I hate the class, but it doesn't worth to attend the only one hour class on that morning and then go back to college. That's all. The other thing is, I know that we'll sit for a test today, so of course you want to get ready, to get prepared for that. So, after having a bit of peckish during sahur, I did a light reading on the subject and browsing the past year questions(who's know it'll be on the test). But, hey...I thought the test will following the exam format, neh....... it's not,the questions are totally ridiculous and different.Haih.... just a waste...I hate the question on the last section..It's quite hard, yeah.do you feel the same way too? Ehm, made me confused, convert noun to adjective, to verb and the vice versa.My brain frozen thinking about it. I'm not tensed, just don't like it,that's all. Nothing much to say then....Aha....one last message, EIF is organizing a 'Majlis Buka Puasa' for EIF committee members, it is free and you have to be at faculty by 5 pm if you would like to join us. (got my 1st message?)

1st message-don't expect too much on the test....sigh

Golden words : 'In life, Allah tests us in so many ways, you can't simply say I'm not ready, I'm
not prepared..He does on his wish'

As time comes.....

I'm not so interested on blogging before, as I'm more into reading others blog. Love to know what do they feel on that day, response on classes and momentous moments they had . This is how I get each others well,especially my classmates. Each of them have identity and styles on their writing. It resembles their personality........no doubt on it. Everything they write come from the heart and yess... Some of them give me inspiration and aspiration on life. what trigger me to be part on this is because the love in writing comes a little bit inside and actually I've started writing my journal before and it lays in the microsoft word. Well, I can say that I'm doing something outside the box......For girls, let know each other better,heart to heart and share the moments...... I'm in a good mood today,happy........very happy and so blessing as His willingness makes me get through another day in Ramadhan. I really appreciate every second I 've right now.......why?? I have great friends, fabulous day, everything is on the right place and the right time.So, there's nothing much I want to complaint today.

Golden words: 'Terharu aku pada kata-kata Imam al-Ghazali, indahnya ukhwah bukan terletak pada pertemuan, akan tetapi pada ingatan sahabat dalam doanya..'