that's it! i cant do graph! linear > i can ah..but the nonlinear ones!! omg!! they're such a pain!!!
my main problem is using the curve ruler to draw the curve..i just cant get that the drawing right..! garisannye tk kene points-nye pon!! ARGH!!!!!! mcmane nk buat graph during the o level paper nanti!!! i can imagine mysself wasting 20 minutes on a graph's question!!! i'd rather find the solution by solving the equations using the formulae!!! n im damn sure i'll get a zero if i do just that!!
so..
I NEED MORE PRACTICE!! N I DONT LIKE PRACTISING CURVE-DRAWING!! IT MAKES ME SICK!!
i have to find a way to get around this problem..hmm..
p/s: drawing the curve manually?? i've tried..n it sure looked like i've cheated for not drawing the curve properly by using the proper stationery!
books..books..n more books!
i've never been to borders..kt orchard kn tu?? kinokuniya yg kt bugis pon, the first time i went there,a few yrs ago, setakat beberape minit je..mph kt citylink tu..belum pernah jejak...alahai..
so, my only refuge (is my word usage right?) is the popular bookstore.
biler balik dari esplanade td, singgah kt popular jap. tgk buku2 yg ade..haiz~ klw lah me ade duit..mcm nk beli 4 5 buku sekaligus! i browsed at the english fiction n non fiction section..but im more interested in motivational books..cant remember the books' titles right now..seriously, man..me angan2 klw dah kerje, tiap2 bulan beli 1 atau 2 buku..td pon me nmpk buku pasal paper art n origami..mcm best gitu!
ckp pasal buku n bhs inggeris..pagi td me bace section buku kt suratkhabar semalam (if im not mistaken)..dlm ruangan tu ade ckp pasal care2 untuk improve bahase melayu..dgn care membace novel melayu..ataupun antologi cerpen...hmmm ye tk ye..me rase dah tibe masenye me 'diversify' bahan bacaan yg me bace selalu..lebih2 lagi yg berkaitan dgn bahase melayu..selame nie..me sungguh tk minat nk bace ape2 buku/majalah bahase melayu.. ntah eh..tajuk2 yg ade semue boring2.. they dont meet my interests.. (dont ask me what my interests are!)..
my classmates pon..belambak yg minat bace novel cinta aje! ish~ seriously, mcmane nk maju?! hah? hah? cube ckp?! n so, biler me pegi library nanti..i'll try to borrow books by penulis2 melayu kite, tp bukan novel cintan-cintun! no way, man!.. *smiles*
b4 i end this entry..i'd like to give you a suggestion: if you want to give me something for my birthday..give me a book. you'll make my day! but, if you dont want, it's ok..van houten chocolates will do.. or masam-masin (or isit asam-sin?? or asam??) or a cheap wristwatch.. :) or better, a ticket (to n fro) to perth..coz i want to visit my friend there! hehe..
so, my only refuge (is my word usage right?) is the popular bookstore.
biler balik dari esplanade td, singgah kt popular jap. tgk buku2 yg ade..haiz~ klw lah me ade duit..mcm nk beli 4 5 buku sekaligus! i browsed at the english fiction n non fiction section..but im more interested in motivational books..cant remember the books' titles right now..seriously, man..me angan2 klw dah kerje, tiap2 bulan beli 1 atau 2 buku..td pon me nmpk buku pasal paper art n origami..mcm best gitu!
ckp pasal buku n bhs inggeris..pagi td me bace section buku kt suratkhabar semalam (if im not mistaken)..dlm ruangan tu ade ckp pasal care2 untuk improve bahase melayu..dgn care membace novel melayu..ataupun antologi cerpen...hmmm ye tk ye..me rase dah tibe masenye me 'diversify' bahan bacaan yg me bace selalu..lebih2 lagi yg berkaitan dgn bahase melayu..selame nie..me sungguh tk minat nk bace ape2 buku/majalah bahase melayu.. ntah eh..tajuk2 yg ade semue boring2.. they dont meet my interests.. (dont ask me what my interests are!)..
my classmates pon..belambak yg minat bace novel cinta aje! ish~ seriously, mcmane nk maju?! hah? hah? cube ckp?! n so, biler me pegi library nanti..i'll try to borrow books by penulis2 melayu kite, tp bukan novel cintan-cintun! no way, man!.. *smiles*
b4 i end this entry..i'd like to give you a suggestion: if you want to give me something for my birthday..give me a book. you'll make my day! but, if you dont want, it's ok..van houten chocolates will do.. or masam-masin (or isit asam-sin?? or asam??) or a cheap wristwatch.. :) or better, a ticket (to n fro) to perth..coz i want to visit my friend there! hehe..
ana hamlatul qur'an
i was at mjd annur from ard 5 pm to 1050 pm...tgk musabaqah tilawatil qur'an kebangsaan singapura..hari nie prgkt separuh akhir kategori belia...first time since 2 years i guess..the 'normal' people i know were there..kak huda, adek beradeknye..husnah, zahidah, ishatun...n some people i recognise..sh mastura, atiqah..n a few peserta banin..
some of the participants are really talented...bace mcm pro gitu..tp tk kisahlah..yg lebih baik dan yg kurang baik, mereka semue tlh dikurniakan satu keistimewaan..syukran ilallah..i, myself, am fascinated by their recitation..ghibtah pon ade ;p..
lebih beruntung sekali klw seseorg tu tahu ilmu tilawah n tahfiz qur'an...mmg ade beberape org yg ana kenal yg mcm gitu...good for them..kdg2 me terfikir jugak..mungkin suatu hari nanti, biler me dah khatam you-know-what, i'll like to try bidang tilawah pulak...it'll be a bonus..insha allah..tp, buat mase skrg, ana rase talent ana dlm tilawah langsung tkde..hmm..belum cube belum tahu, ye tak?..
tpkan..biler me tgk peserte2nye..me terfikir..adekah mereke2 nie benar2 boleh dikatekan sebagai hamlatul qur'an? bukan me nk 'su'uzzon'..tp, from the what i have known n seen, some of them do not live the life of a 'qur'an bearer' (ceh! mcm torch bearer dlm olimpik pulak!)..even i, myself, am not living that life..honestly.. kdg2 me terfikir dose yg hamlatul qur'an yg lalai pikul...mereke telah mengetahui..ttp seolah2 tidak mengetahui..sometimes..i feel like a hypocrite..do i want to be a hamlatul qur'an or not??! what have i done to prove my choice?!
i try to think postively, though..at least, they've been chosen by Allah to have or do something that perhaps other people cant or dont want to do..that is, to be able to read the qur'an or memorize it with good tjwd, fasahah n beautiful melody..i remember a verse from qur'an..dlm surah fathir tk silap..jap..jap..i'll check.
oh! ayat 32 surah fathir:"kemudian Kitab itu kami wariskan kepada orang2 yang Kami pilih di antara hamba2 Kami, lalu di antara mereka ada yang menganiaya diri mereka sendiri dan di antara mereka ada yang pertengahan dan di antara mereka ada (pula) yang lebih dahulu dalam berbuat kebaikan dengan izin Allah.Yang demikian itu adalah kurnia yang amat besar."
this verse leaves a mark in my mind..hmmMmMmMMmm..
i really hope, golongan hamlatul qur'an yg sebenar tkkn hilang dek zaman..biar sedikit..kerane..sikit2 pon, mereka mampu menyelamatkan kite2 yg jahil ini..insha allah..me pulak..i dont want to classify myself as a hamlatul qur'an..bukan malu..tp me sendiri tk pasti klw me layak digelar sedemikian..
"man ana?"
some of the participants are really talented...bace mcm pro gitu..tp tk kisahlah..yg lebih baik dan yg kurang baik, mereka semue tlh dikurniakan satu keistimewaan..syukran ilallah..i, myself, am fascinated by their recitation..ghibtah pon ade ;p..
lebih beruntung sekali klw seseorg tu tahu ilmu tilawah n tahfiz qur'an...mmg ade beberape org yg ana kenal yg mcm gitu...good for them..kdg2 me terfikir jugak..mungkin suatu hari nanti, biler me dah khatam you-know-what, i'll like to try bidang tilawah pulak...it'll be a bonus..insha allah..tp, buat mase skrg, ana rase talent ana dlm tilawah langsung tkde..hmm..belum cube belum tahu, ye tak?..
tpkan..biler me tgk peserte2nye..me terfikir..adekah mereke2 nie benar2 boleh dikatekan sebagai hamlatul qur'an? bukan me nk 'su'uzzon'..tp, from the what i have known n seen, some of them do not live the life of a 'qur'an bearer' (ceh! mcm torch bearer dlm olimpik pulak!)..even i, myself, am not living that life..honestly.. kdg2 me terfikir dose yg hamlatul qur'an yg lalai pikul...mereke telah mengetahui..ttp seolah2 tidak mengetahui..sometimes..i feel like a hypocrite..do i want to be a hamlatul qur'an or not??! what have i done to prove my choice?!
i try to think postively, though..at least, they've been chosen by Allah to have or do something that perhaps other people cant or dont want to do..that is, to be able to read the qur'an or memorize it with good tjwd, fasahah n beautiful melody..i remember a verse from qur'an..dlm surah fathir tk silap..jap..jap..i'll check.
oh! ayat 32 surah fathir:"kemudian Kitab itu kami wariskan kepada orang2 yang Kami pilih di antara hamba2 Kami, lalu di antara mereka ada yang menganiaya diri mereka sendiri dan di antara mereka ada yang pertengahan dan di antara mereka ada (pula) yang lebih dahulu dalam berbuat kebaikan dengan izin Allah.Yang demikian itu adalah kurnia yang amat besar."
this verse leaves a mark in my mind..hmmMmMmMMmm..
i really hope, golongan hamlatul qur'an yg sebenar tkkn hilang dek zaman..biar sedikit..kerane..sikit2 pon, mereka mampu menyelamatkan kite2 yg jahil ini..insha allah..me pulak..i dont want to classify myself as a hamlatul qur'an..bukan malu..tp me sendiri tk pasti klw me layak digelar sedemikian..
"man ana?"
it's amazing..it's fascinating..it's weird!
lots of things amaze me...when i think about them.
the early civilisation..when i read about the homo sapien..home erectus..homo habilis (duh! whatever the evolutionists say!)..n the homo sapien sapien (that is, our forefathers)..i imagine them wearing animal skin..you know..stone age people.. then when i combined what i read about nabi adam n those early people...i thought..hey! could it be possible?? i mean, i imagine zaman nabi adam org pakai baju mcm stone age people tu..their early technologies..then the dinasours..n the most interesting thing is..islam dah wujud?! haa! what do you think of that? ust suhana said something like, 'zaman nabi adam mcm gitu lah! tkkn diorang nk pakai baju mcm kite?! mungkin dinasour dulu bg diorang kecik2..yelah, org dahulu kale kn BESAR!' ye tk ye eh! sekarang kite anggap gajah, harimau, pola bear tu mcm biase..then 100 thn akan dtg, entah2 manusia akn jd lebih kecik..n binatang2 nie pulak yg jd dinasour!
when im in the bus..i look at the trees..it's amazing how an ordinary man, who is ignorant, may look at it as if it's just an ordinary living organism..not realising that trees, even a leaf, have complex mechanism going on in it..n that's how i see a tree, now that i've learned about photosynthesis, the transport system in a plant..etc..etc..it changes my perception abt this green being, you know..it's not that i want to brag "im now very knowledgeable!"..it's more like, with this knowledge, i appreciate more of Allah's creation..
it's good being an observer, you know..you'll be suprised at what you'll see..hmm..human behaviour..sometimes it's weird but fascinating...how thing's work..our own body..the never-ending galaxy...it's just soooo bizarre when you just think of it! the key question is why? why? WHY?
it's really a good thing i learn science..seriously..n talk about science..i've just remembered about math. you know what's amazing? it's the fact that how mathematicians long long long time ago discovered new formulae, new equations, new dimensions or solved tricky questions..oh man! what a genius! i really salute them! i just hope there's no record of any mathematician who died while cracking his head on how to solve an unknown number!
anyway, i've never heard of women mathematicians before, have you?
the early civilisation..when i read about the homo sapien..home erectus..homo habilis (duh! whatever the evolutionists say!)..n the homo sapien sapien (that is, our forefathers)..i imagine them wearing animal skin..you know..stone age people.. then when i combined what i read about nabi adam n those early people...i thought..hey! could it be possible?? i mean, i imagine zaman nabi adam org pakai baju mcm stone age people tu..their early technologies..then the dinasours..n the most interesting thing is..islam dah wujud?! haa! what do you think of that? ust suhana said something like, 'zaman nabi adam mcm gitu lah! tkkn diorang nk pakai baju mcm kite?! mungkin dinasour dulu bg diorang kecik2..yelah, org dahulu kale kn BESAR!' ye tk ye eh! sekarang kite anggap gajah, harimau, pola bear tu mcm biase..then 100 thn akan dtg, entah2 manusia akn jd lebih kecik..n binatang2 nie pulak yg jd dinasour!
when im in the bus..i look at the trees..it's amazing how an ordinary man, who is ignorant, may look at it as if it's just an ordinary living organism..not realising that trees, even a leaf, have complex mechanism going on in it..n that's how i see a tree, now that i've learned about photosynthesis, the transport system in a plant..etc..etc..it changes my perception abt this green being, you know..it's not that i want to brag "im now very knowledgeable!"..it's more like, with this knowledge, i appreciate more of Allah's creation..
it's good being an observer, you know..you'll be suprised at what you'll see..hmm..human behaviour..sometimes it's weird but fascinating...how thing's work..our own body..the never-ending galaxy...it's just soooo bizarre when you just think of it! the key question is why? why? WHY?
it's really a good thing i learn science..seriously..n talk about science..i've just remembered about math. you know what's amazing? it's the fact that how mathematicians long long long time ago discovered new formulae, new equations, new dimensions or solved tricky questions..oh man! what a genius! i really salute them! i just hope there's no record of any mathematician who died while cracking his head on how to solve an unknown number!
anyway, i've never heard of women mathematicians before, have you?
being unique
every single one of us is different from the other. this statement is true and will always be true. even identical twins are diferent persons..nothing's the same in this world..well, humans, that is..
best friends may say,"oh! we have lots of things in common." but there are differences which we have to accept n live with..there's a phrase,"like father, like son" yeah, of course, the son has the father's genes n perhaps inherits some of the latter's characters..but he's not totally like the father..coz he has the mother's genes n personality in him..get it?
each of us is a mixture of different personalities, physical features, IQ, EQ, colour, interests..et cetera..et cetera..some people may look 99.9% the same or have 99.9% similarities, but the fact is, there is SOMETHING that tell them apart..anyway, you cant make someone like you - or you cant be 'that' someone - even though you try very hard to impress him/her/them by acting to be like him/her/them.. it's so unoriginal..copycat..'pirated'..cowardly..untrue..
so, what im trying to say is that IM UNIQUE. n so are you.
im the product of my parents, my upbringing, the external environment..whatever..n i do change..humans cant escape from changes nor can they deny that changes exist..whether the change is in themselves or their surroundings..n once things change, you cannot hope n pray that everything will go back to 'normal' or say something like 'i want to see the old liyana again'..coz nothing can be the same twice..
as i grow up, i see things..i look, i read, i listen, i hear, i touch, i feel, i ponder, i wonder, i interpret n i make my own decisions of how i want to see the world n all of its elements, dilemmas..etc..based on my judgements which are influenced by all the factors above.
talk about maturity. people say that experience makes you more matured. i guess that's true...but it's not just that..if i dont experience what my mother, my brother, my friend, or my teacher experiences, does that make me immature or less matured? i believe empathy or imagining of being in someone's shoe also makes you more matured. i dont think getting yourself into dangerous relationships, after your sister was dumped, beaten or divorced, in order for you to live the same experience, is a smart idea. instead, you could learn from your sister's mistakes or pitfalls..the better your judgement is, the more matured you are.
as we read the magazines or listen to the radio, news etc, unconciously, what we read or listen to is shaping our personality..if you use your senses, it will make you think, again unconciously - perhaps, n when you start to think, you become more matured than before..or maybe 'stronger than yesterday'...or more alert n aware.. or however you choose to say..
i dont know what makes me write this piece of thought..i guess it was the testimonial that khadijah gave me..anyway, whatever i have written here is my opinion..but im not sure if ive presented it clearly, my command of english isnt very good..n i wouldnt want you to have a wrong impression whatsoever..
last but not least, im unique. n im learning to accept that. i hope you are too.
best friends may say,"oh! we have lots of things in common." but there are differences which we have to accept n live with..there's a phrase,"like father, like son" yeah, of course, the son has the father's genes n perhaps inherits some of the latter's characters..but he's not totally like the father..coz he has the mother's genes n personality in him..get it?
each of us is a mixture of different personalities, physical features, IQ, EQ, colour, interests..et cetera..et cetera..some people may look 99.9% the same or have 99.9% similarities, but the fact is, there is SOMETHING that tell them apart..anyway, you cant make someone like you - or you cant be 'that' someone - even though you try very hard to impress him/her/them by acting to be like him/her/them.. it's so unoriginal..copycat..'pirated'..cowardly..untrue..
so, what im trying to say is that IM UNIQUE. n so are you.
im the product of my parents, my upbringing, the external environment..whatever..n i do change..humans cant escape from changes nor can they deny that changes exist..whether the change is in themselves or their surroundings..n once things change, you cannot hope n pray that everything will go back to 'normal' or say something like 'i want to see the old liyana again'..coz nothing can be the same twice..
as i grow up, i see things..i look, i read, i listen, i hear, i touch, i feel, i ponder, i wonder, i interpret n i make my own decisions of how i want to see the world n all of its elements, dilemmas..etc..based on my judgements which are influenced by all the factors above.
talk about maturity. people say that experience makes you more matured. i guess that's true...but it's not just that..if i dont experience what my mother, my brother, my friend, or my teacher experiences, does that make me immature or less matured? i believe empathy or imagining of being in someone's shoe also makes you more matured. i dont think getting yourself into dangerous relationships, after your sister was dumped, beaten or divorced, in order for you to live the same experience, is a smart idea. instead, you could learn from your sister's mistakes or pitfalls..the better your judgement is, the more matured you are.
as we read the magazines or listen to the radio, news etc, unconciously, what we read or listen to is shaping our personality..if you use your senses, it will make you think, again unconciously - perhaps, n when you start to think, you become more matured than before..or maybe 'stronger than yesterday'...or more alert n aware.. or however you choose to say..
i dont know what makes me write this piece of thought..i guess it was the testimonial that khadijah gave me..anyway, whatever i have written here is my opinion..but im not sure if ive presented it clearly, my command of english isnt very good..n i wouldnt want you to have a wrong impression whatsoever..
last but not least, im unique. n im learning to accept that. i hope you are too.
qiyam`05: episode 2
so, biler sec 3 buat diorg nye performance..i watched..but my mind was somewhere else...seriously, mcm tkde kuase nk teruskn qiyam..mcm nk balik je..mase tu blm bukak telekong lagik! ish~! then, ust zauwiah panggil me..oh well, i tot, here we go.. dier pon cakap lah...gini, gitu..hmm i cant really recall what she exactly said..but suddenly i just felt like i couldnt hold it much longer...though me tahan jugak...after that, i went to tpt letak bag sec 4..nk bukak telekong kot...then, ust zauwiah came to me...dier cakap lagik...this time, what i remember is this: ust zauwiah believe that khadijah gunekn me/my pangkat to trap me..bla..bla..bla..i wont reveal all the facts here..coz it's between me n ust zauwiah..but i just couldnt agree with her...i felt like telling her, there n then, that it doesnt matter what khadijah said of me! im the one to be blamed! after that..she went back to her place..n i finally broke down (actually, biler ust tgh cakap, me dah nangis dah...hais~ mcm mase kt program suai kenal plak!)..."kau pembohong, liyana! kau pembohong! kenape kau tk cakap ape2?! liar! liar!"my head screamed...
seriously, people, i dont make this up...it was what really happened...
i decided to turun bawah...i couldnt face the students w/ my face like that! me cuci muke...tarik nafas...haaahhh~~..tanye guru2 yg kt kantin if they needed any help...they said no..so i went back up to the hall..then duduk tgk performance sec 3 tu...biler dah habes...kak hairani approached me...she said something like:anti selalu kate share problems..so anti share ah antinye problem...oh! that was very sweet of her...but i just couldnt..i'll break down again if i open my mouth..it was hard for me to explain it to her..i was crying again..tp tk dahsyat ar..
then..to the ava room...me turun lambat2..biler nk masuk tu, terserempak dgn ust zauwiah..dier kate"awk pon same?"i said,"ye" as if i dont care...she was like..ya allah!..gitu2 ah..(ish~ gasak ar!)..hmmm...nasib baik ust katijah tkde..dier pergi jemputan..! so, the so-called lecturer would be the discipline mistress herself...i dont want to explain what she said...those who were in the same room as me (you know who you are) tau lah ape yg dier ckp..n who suddenly stood up? ME. i just cant take it,man..! she talked as if org lain yg salah...as if she was defending me..as if i didnt know that dijah n the gang memang dah plan nk keluar! i finally blew up! urgh!! krg2 yg terlibat taulah ape yg ana ckp...harap jgn cerite kt org lain ye!
ok, ok...perhaps my sudden reaction was stupid..or lame..or whatever that you people out there might say..but what's done is done...what's important is that i did what ive wanted to do..i.e to not be silent..i wasnt going to let people think that im a hypocrite, saving my own ass..!
after the mini drama in the ava room..the others pergi kantin..(naseb baik ade lagi mknn), ade yg gi dewan (coz diorang ahli panel forum sec 4)..whereas i went to the sec4 class..many kinds of feelings n thought in my head..thank god i didnt explode or ran away!..biler dah calm sikit..me gi toilet..biler nk keluar tu, khadijah masuk, dier mintak maaf..hey, dijah...tk payah mintak2 maaf...tkde ape yg nk dimaafkan...betul..krg tk bersalah ape2 pon kt ana..but please..jgn cakap ape2 or ungkit pasal nie lagi kt ana...i just want to forget ok? seriously, dijah, you dont have to feel bad about it..
since then..everything went back to normal...at least for me, i tried to pretend that things were ok, n eventually, my own self came back! :)...but i kind of avoided ust zauwiah..klw boleh, malas nk berbual dgn dier..i dunno why..but now, as im typing this entry...the negative feeling had subsided..so biler bukak sekolah nanti, i can talk to her w/o any bad thoughts.. :)
yeah, that's just about it..i've told my story..i hope ianye tk terbelit2..klw korg tk paham pon tkpe..as long as i, myself, know what i've been writing about..
seriously, people, i dont make this up...it was what really happened...
i decided to turun bawah...i couldnt face the students w/ my face like that! me cuci muke...tarik nafas...haaahhh~~..tanye guru2 yg kt kantin if they needed any help...they said no..so i went back up to the hall..then duduk tgk performance sec 3 tu...biler dah habes...kak hairani approached me...she said something like:anti selalu kate share problems..so anti share ah antinye problem...oh! that was very sweet of her...but i just couldnt..i'll break down again if i open my mouth..it was hard for me to explain it to her..i was crying again..tp tk dahsyat ar..
then..to the ava room...me turun lambat2..biler nk masuk tu, terserempak dgn ust zauwiah..dier kate"awk pon same?"i said,"ye" as if i dont care...she was like..ya allah!..gitu2 ah..(ish~ gasak ar!)..hmmm...nasib baik ust katijah tkde..dier pergi jemputan..! so, the so-called lecturer would be the discipline mistress herself...i dont want to explain what she said...those who were in the same room as me (you know who you are) tau lah ape yg dier ckp..n who suddenly stood up? ME. i just cant take it,man..! she talked as if org lain yg salah...as if she was defending me..as if i didnt know that dijah n the gang memang dah plan nk keluar! i finally blew up! urgh!! krg2 yg terlibat taulah ape yg ana ckp...harap jgn cerite kt org lain ye!
ok, ok...perhaps my sudden reaction was stupid..or lame..or whatever that you people out there might say..but what's done is done...what's important is that i did what ive wanted to do..i.e to not be silent..i wasnt going to let people think that im a hypocrite, saving my own ass..!
after the mini drama in the ava room..the others pergi kantin..(naseb baik ade lagi mknn), ade yg gi dewan (coz diorang ahli panel forum sec 4)..whereas i went to the sec4 class..many kinds of feelings n thought in my head..thank god i didnt explode or ran away!..biler dah calm sikit..me gi toilet..biler nk keluar tu, khadijah masuk, dier mintak maaf..hey, dijah...tk payah mintak2 maaf...tkde ape yg nk dimaafkan...betul..krg tk bersalah ape2 pon kt ana..but please..jgn cakap ape2 or ungkit pasal nie lagi kt ana...i just want to forget ok? seriously, dijah, you dont have to feel bad about it..
since then..everything went back to normal...at least for me, i tried to pretend that things were ok, n eventually, my own self came back! :)...but i kind of avoided ust zauwiah..klw boleh, malas nk berbual dgn dier..i dunno why..but now, as im typing this entry...the negative feeling had subsided..so biler bukak sekolah nanti, i can talk to her w/o any bad thoughts.. :)
yeah, that's just about it..i've told my story..i hope ianye tk terbelit2..klw korg tk paham pon tkpe..as long as i, myself, know what i've been writing about..
a lesson learnt...
...really?? have i finally learnt the lesson n vowed not to repeat the same mistake that would jeopardize my image??? hmmmm...let's see...
date n day: 28 may 2005, saturday
event: arabic class, n after that qiyamullail 2005
venue: madrasah alsagoff al-arabiah
the story:...
kelas ust mohd 20 lebih org je yg dtg...yg lain samade tak tau langsung ade kelas, or they just simply ignored it! oh well..biarlah..back to the story: kelas habes pukul 10 pg...nk kene tunggu lagi 2 jam b4 the qiyam started. so, ape yg kite2 buat?
kite semue keluar drpd sekolah, except huda ayob. bagus huda ayob..pelajar contoh!.. si dijah n the gang mmg dah plan nk gi a.b. mohd dekat2 mustafa centre...ade yg ikut ishatun hantar brg..ade yg gi hajah maimunah..ade yg balik rumah, ade yg beli sketchbook..n ade gi indulge patisserie >> n who wud that be? me lah of course! mase tu terpikir nk rase kek/pastry yg ade kt situ...
me n 2 other accomplice balik dulu..mase keluar tu, me tk sangke pulak yg sekali satu kelas keluar! biler smpi kelas balik..bilik kosong!..haa! mesti krg tanye: tk kene tangkap ke? yelah, kite keluar selamba, masuk pon selambe! hmm..mase tu guru2 tgh meeting kt ava room..yg nampak pon cume bebudak sec 1 yg semmgnye bukanlah decent sgt! beberape minit kemudian, aishah kasim n her gang plus adilah balik...so kite pon lepak lah dlm kelas berbual2...
you know, it's really really fortunate that i didnt follow khadijah..
then pukul 11 lebih...mase tu me baru habes meeting dgn rakan2 sejawatan...one of my friends yg dah balik (ishatun dah balik dah!) told me that ust zauwiah dpt tau yg khadijah keluar!! n she demanded that khadijah jumpe dier secepat mungkin..she also asked: yang lain mane?! uh-oh! i tot, oh no! we're finished! tp cepat2 kite plan yg si khadijah setakat gi banquet je..n ramai yg ikut ishatun gi hantar barang kt mak dier lepas tu gi rumah khairun (the last part is not true!)..tp masalahnye, si khairun merayap, so klw dier talipon mak dier suro sepakat - mane lah tau ust zauwiah talipon?! - nnti mak dier marah plak, coz maknye tk tau yg dier gi merayap!so, ishatun gi try contact aszafirah...oh! dier bwk hp rupenye! naseb baik lah aku baik hati tk rampas..! hehehe..(tp, aszafirah kate dier tk bawak..oh well~)plus, ust tanye pasal khadijah je, so klw dier sorang kene panggil, kite diam2 je ah...cume, mintak2 dier tk ckp pasal kite semue..
i sat in the class..thinking..what am i going to say to the discipline mistress (ust zauwiah lah tu)..?! it's obvious that semue keluar n that includes me..! me! hmmm...mase keluar tu, me tk pon rase guilty..coz, setakat gi kedai kek dkt2 sekolah..lapar pe(padahal ard 8 something - b4 class - me dah makan nasi!)..tp what really hit me most is the fact that i didnt do my duty..that is, halang diorang from going out! what a gd, loyal, muraqibah huh? it's not really a feeling of "biler buat tk pikir, dah buat baru nk takut!"..no, it's not! i've been expecting-since the day i got selected-yang badge tu akn ditarik suatu hari nanti...im still counting the days..anyway, my head keep saying: qulil haqqa walaw kaana murran..
dlm pukul 12 gitu khadijah n the gang balik...naik teksi...berite disampaikan...well, some of us thought budak sec 1 yg leak cerite..sbb ust ade sebut 'informer'..so, immediately, dlm kepale terpikir budak sec 1..mule lah some of us tk tentu pasal marah2 sec 1, indirectly ar..but not me ok! i was being neutral..tk kisah lah sape bilang, yg penting kite dah di 'berkas'..if im not mistaken, some of us advised khadijah supaye stay low profile...selagi ust tk panggil, selagi tu diam2 je... tp, after register name, khadijah kene panggil..
ish! cerite nie panjang nah! penat me type!
khadijah told me ust zauwiah bwk dier gi pejabat...ust katijah marah habes! n so, khadijah ckp bukan dier sorang je keluar..yelah, it wud be sooo unfair if she's the only who got scolded n kite2 terlepas begitu sahaje..i dont blame her..kesian jugak kene marah sorang2...so, sebagai hukuman..kite kene berkumpul kt ava room mase rehat...tk mkn lah kite ye?..tp yg belen2 yg tk dtg kelas tu tk kene panggil ar..even though ust katijah marah jugak coz ramai sgt pelajar yg tk dtg!
hmmm...the qiyam...it was a bad start...suddenly, im moodless..i felt no joy, seriously!...sape2 yg perasan muke ana mase tu tau lah..tk tentu pasal sedih giler sey...memikirkan yg ana gagal untuk melakukn satu tugas yg cukup mudah... i should've berpendirian teguh...tk mudah terpengaruh dgn nafsu sendiri... i should've stuck to the rules..n i thought...me tk layak nk jd muraqibah..coz i just couldn't do it...i know, being a muraqibah will teach me to be more disciplined..but i have to sacrifice the fun n mischief of being a 16 yr old student
ok lah i think i'll here for now..dah penat ar... the next episod >> lagi drama!
date n day: 28 may 2005, saturday
event: arabic class, n after that qiyamullail 2005
venue: madrasah alsagoff al-arabiah
the story:...
kelas ust mohd 20 lebih org je yg dtg...yg lain samade tak tau langsung ade kelas, or they just simply ignored it! oh well..biarlah..back to the story: kelas habes pukul 10 pg...nk kene tunggu lagi 2 jam b4 the qiyam started. so, ape yg kite2 buat?
kite semue keluar drpd sekolah, except huda ayob. bagus huda ayob..pelajar contoh!.. si dijah n the gang mmg dah plan nk gi a.b. mohd dekat2 mustafa centre...ade yg ikut ishatun hantar brg..ade yg gi hajah maimunah..ade yg balik rumah, ade yg beli sketchbook..n ade gi indulge patisserie >> n who wud that be? me lah of course! mase tu terpikir nk rase kek/pastry yg ade kt situ...
me n 2 other accomplice balik dulu..mase keluar tu, me tk sangke pulak yg sekali satu kelas keluar! biler smpi kelas balik..bilik kosong!..haa! mesti krg tanye: tk kene tangkap ke? yelah, kite keluar selamba, masuk pon selambe! hmm..mase tu guru2 tgh meeting kt ava room..yg nampak pon cume bebudak sec 1 yg semmgnye bukanlah decent sgt! beberape minit kemudian, aishah kasim n her gang plus adilah balik...so kite pon lepak lah dlm kelas berbual2...
you know, it's really really fortunate that i didnt follow khadijah..
then pukul 11 lebih...mase tu me baru habes meeting dgn rakan2 sejawatan...one of my friends yg dah balik (ishatun dah balik dah!) told me that ust zauwiah dpt tau yg khadijah keluar!! n she demanded that khadijah jumpe dier secepat mungkin..she also asked: yang lain mane?! uh-oh! i tot, oh no! we're finished! tp cepat2 kite plan yg si khadijah setakat gi banquet je..n ramai yg ikut ishatun gi hantar barang kt mak dier lepas tu gi rumah khairun (the last part is not true!)..tp masalahnye, si khairun merayap, so klw dier talipon mak dier suro sepakat - mane lah tau ust zauwiah talipon?! - nnti mak dier marah plak, coz maknye tk tau yg dier gi merayap!so, ishatun gi try contact aszafirah...oh! dier bwk hp rupenye! naseb baik lah aku baik hati tk rampas..! hehehe..(tp, aszafirah kate dier tk bawak..oh well~)plus, ust tanye pasal khadijah je, so klw dier sorang kene panggil, kite diam2 je ah...cume, mintak2 dier tk ckp pasal kite semue..
i sat in the class..thinking..what am i going to say to the discipline mistress (ust zauwiah lah tu)..?! it's obvious that semue keluar n that includes me..! me! hmmm...mase keluar tu, me tk pon rase guilty..coz, setakat gi kedai kek dkt2 sekolah..lapar pe(padahal ard 8 something - b4 class - me dah makan nasi!)..tp what really hit me most is the fact that i didnt do my duty..that is, halang diorang from going out! what a gd, loyal, muraqibah huh? it's not really a feeling of "biler buat tk pikir, dah buat baru nk takut!"..no, it's not! i've been expecting-since the day i got selected-yang badge tu akn ditarik suatu hari nanti...im still counting the days..anyway, my head keep saying: qulil haqqa walaw kaana murran..
dlm pukul 12 gitu khadijah n the gang balik...naik teksi...berite disampaikan...well, some of us thought budak sec 1 yg leak cerite..sbb ust ade sebut 'informer'..so, immediately, dlm kepale terpikir budak sec 1..mule lah some of us tk tentu pasal marah2 sec 1, indirectly ar..but not me ok! i was being neutral..tk kisah lah sape bilang, yg penting kite dah di 'berkas'..if im not mistaken, some of us advised khadijah supaye stay low profile...selagi ust tk panggil, selagi tu diam2 je... tp, after register name, khadijah kene panggil..
ish! cerite nie panjang nah! penat me type!
khadijah told me ust zauwiah bwk dier gi pejabat...ust katijah marah habes! n so, khadijah ckp bukan dier sorang je keluar..yelah, it wud be sooo unfair if she's the only who got scolded n kite2 terlepas begitu sahaje..i dont blame her..kesian jugak kene marah sorang2...so, sebagai hukuman..kite kene berkumpul kt ava room mase rehat...tk mkn lah kite ye?..tp yg belen2 yg tk dtg kelas tu tk kene panggil ar..even though ust katijah marah jugak coz ramai sgt pelajar yg tk dtg!
hmmm...the qiyam...it was a bad start...suddenly, im moodless..i felt no joy, seriously!...sape2 yg perasan muke ana mase tu tau lah..tk tentu pasal sedih giler sey...memikirkan yg ana gagal untuk melakukn satu tugas yg cukup mudah... i should've berpendirian teguh...tk mudah terpengaruh dgn nafsu sendiri... i should've stuck to the rules..n i thought...me tk layak nk jd muraqibah..coz i just couldn't do it...i know, being a muraqibah will teach me to be more disciplined..but i have to sacrifice the fun n mischief of being a 16 yr old student
ok lah i think i'll here for now..dah penat ar... the next episod >> lagi drama!
r.U.m.O.r.S
Saturday, stepping into the club
The music makes me wanna tell the DJ, turn it up
I feel the energy all around
And my body can't stop moving to the sound
But I can tell that you're watching me
And you're probably gonna write what you didn't see
Well, I just need a little space to breathe
Can you please respect my privacy
Why can't you just let me do
The things I wanna do
I just wanna be me
I don't understand
Why would you wanna bring me down
I'm only having fun
I'm gonna live my life (but not the way you want me to)
[chorus]
I'm tired of rumors starting
I'm sick of being followed
I'm tired of people lying
Saying what they want about me
Why can't they back up off me
Why can't they let me live
I'm gonna do it my way
Take this for just what it is
Here we are, back up in the club
People taking pictures
Don't you think they get enough
I just wanna be all over the floor
And throw my hands up in the air to a beat like (what)
I've gotta say respectfully
I would love it if you would take the cameras off of me
Cause I just want a little room to breathe
Can you please respect my privacy
Why can't you just let me do
The things I wanna do
I just wanna be me
I don't understand why
Would you wanna bring me down
I'm only having fun
I'm gonna live my life (but not the way you want me to)
[chorus]
I'm tired of rumors starting
I'm sick of being followed
I'm tired of people lying
Saying what they want about me
Why can't they back up off me
Why can't they let me live
I'm gonna do it my way
Take this for just what it is
I just need to free my mind (my mind)
Just wanna dance and have a good time (good time)
I'm tired of rumors (rumors)
Followed (followed, followed, followed, followed, followed)
What they want of me
Why can't they (they, they, they, they, they) let me live
Take this for just what it is
[chorus]
I'm tired of rumors starting
I'm sick of being followed
I'm tired of people lying
Saying what they want about me
Why can't they back up off me
Why can't they let me live
I'm gonna do it my way
Take this for just what it is
I'm tired of rumors starting
I'm sick of being followed
I'm tired of people lying
Saying what they want about me
Why can't they back up off me
Why can't they let me live
I'm gonna do it my way
Take this for just what it is
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The music makes me wanna tell the DJ, turn it up
I feel the energy all around
And my body can't stop moving to the sound
But I can tell that you're watching me
And you're probably gonna write what you didn't see
Well, I just need a little space to breathe
Can you please respect my privacy
Why can't you just let me do
The things I wanna do
I just wanna be me
I don't understand
Why would you wanna bring me down
I'm only having fun
I'm gonna live my life (but not the way you want me to)
[chorus]
I'm tired of rumors starting
I'm sick of being followed
I'm tired of people lying
Saying what they want about me
Why can't they back up off me
Why can't they let me live
I'm gonna do it my way
Take this for just what it is
Here we are, back up in the club
People taking pictures
Don't you think they get enough
I just wanna be all over the floor
And throw my hands up in the air to a beat like (what)
I've gotta say respectfully
I would love it if you would take the cameras off of me
Cause I just want a little room to breathe
Can you please respect my privacy
Why can't you just let me do
The things I wanna do
I just wanna be me
I don't understand why
Would you wanna bring me down
I'm only having fun
I'm gonna live my life (but not the way you want me to)
[chorus]
I'm tired of rumors starting
I'm sick of being followed
I'm tired of people lying
Saying what they want about me
Why can't they back up off me
Why can't they let me live
I'm gonna do it my way
Take this for just what it is
I just need to free my mind (my mind)
Just wanna dance and have a good time (good time)
I'm tired of rumors (rumors)
Followed (followed, followed, followed, followed, followed)
What they want of me
Why can't they (they, they, they, they, they) let me live
Take this for just what it is
[chorus]
I'm tired of rumors starting
I'm sick of being followed
I'm tired of people lying
Saying what they want about me
Why can't they back up off me
Why can't they let me live
I'm gonna do it my way
Take this for just what it is
I'm tired of rumors starting
I'm sick of being followed
I'm tired of people lying
Saying what they want about me
Why can't they back up off me
Why can't they let me live
I'm gonna do it my way
Take this for just what it is
before i forget!
i got 12 mistakes for my balaghah paper...bukan 15 or more..alhamdulillah! n english? i got 34/50..orite ah tu...alhamdulillah..at least it's better than my ever-worst malay marks.. :)
n i got a nine-letter word, with a capital C, in my result slip...it was quite ok..setakat naik satu percent je drpd percentage CA1..but overall, it's definitely a no-no to me! i really want that SC..n not just a SC but a much higher percentage!!! i crave for that!!!
the june's holiday is here..n i still havent drew up my daily timetable..looks like my duties n chores are getting jumbled up! i better get organized before they get out of hands!
hmmm...i finally found a way to connect with THE ONE/you-know-who (voldemort???)...but i dont think things are the same as before...im moving on..
khadijah was the one who gave me the testi in class...i have a lot to say about that words of yours, dijah! im not angry or pissed, believe me.
n i got a nine-letter word, with a capital C, in my result slip...it was quite ok..setakat naik satu percent je drpd percentage CA1..but overall, it's definitely a no-no to me! i really want that SC..n not just a SC but a much higher percentage!!! i crave for that!!!
the june's holiday is here..n i still havent drew up my daily timetable..looks like my duties n chores are getting jumbled up! i better get organized before they get out of hands!
hmmm...i finally found a way to connect with THE ONE/you-know-who (voldemort???)...but i dont think things are the same as before...im moving on..
khadijah was the one who gave me the testi in class...i have a lot to say about that words of yours, dijah! im not angry or pissed, believe me.
test, testi, testimonial.
my eyes are already tired...but i insist on writing this piece of entry...
today, woke up ard 6 something..took my bath, solat, exercise jap, mkn jap, bace suratkhabar jap...then pukul 8, dah siap duduk depan qur'an..nk murajaah untuk malamnye..tp, sayang seribu kali sayang...baru beberape ayat je..mate dah terlelap...sampai pukul 12 lebih...fuyo! bagus betul!
at 2 something, i went to bio class...it was ok, as usual..there's nothing un-ok about bio class..n i dont really look forward (or excited) to be in that class..my feelings are static (huh??)..next week, bio exam..theory only...n i haven't studied..i dont think i remember the names, definitions, explainations..bla..bla..bla..typical me huh?
after bio class..i went straight to mks..konon nk ambik exam ar..i tot my memorization was quite ok - except for few last pages..but at last..i didnt take the exam..coz when i looked through the verses again n again..suddenly they all seemed foreign to me..! so, next week, insha allah..i'll try again!
n now, im typing this post...u know what i should've done?? S.L.E.E.P. or at least, do something else..oh well..
ok, about this post's title..hmmm...testimonials tell other people something about youself.. n perhaps, most of the time, it's true..coz it's told by people who know you.. so far, i've found 2 sets of testimonials in friendster that obviously show these 2 particular members are 'pandai', 'pandai', 'pandai', popular, gifted, talented...bla..bla..bla.. niwei, im kinda interested to read this kind of people's testimonials..to see how brilliant (or amazing, or fantastic..etc) they are in the eyes of their peers..hmm..im not jealous whatsoever..but if people drop me a testimonial, complimenting me this and that.. i wont accept it personally though i'll accept the testimonial (get what i mean?)..of course, it's their right to say what they want to say, n it's the truth..but...oh! i just dont know how to describe what's in my head right now...never mind! just ignore whatever that i've blabbered here..btw, if you guys intent to drop me a testimonial, no problem! just write down all the bad things about me ok? so, kesedaran tu sentiase ade...lagipon, kite kenelah hine diri sendiri ye? untuk muhasabah diri!
ok lah, me rase tu je me nk cakap buat mase nie...
today, woke up ard 6 something..took my bath, solat, exercise jap, mkn jap, bace suratkhabar jap...then pukul 8, dah siap duduk depan qur'an..nk murajaah untuk malamnye..tp, sayang seribu kali sayang...baru beberape ayat je..mate dah terlelap...sampai pukul 12 lebih...fuyo! bagus betul!
at 2 something, i went to bio class...it was ok, as usual..there's nothing un-ok about bio class..n i dont really look forward (or excited) to be in that class..my feelings are static (huh??)..next week, bio exam..theory only...n i haven't studied..i dont think i remember the names, definitions, explainations..bla..bla..bla..typical me huh?
after bio class..i went straight to mks..konon nk ambik exam ar..i tot my memorization was quite ok - except for few last pages..but at last..i didnt take the exam..coz when i looked through the verses again n again..suddenly they all seemed foreign to me..! so, next week, insha allah..i'll try again!
n now, im typing this post...u know what i should've done?? S.L.E.E.P. or at least, do something else..oh well..
ok, about this post's title..hmmm...testimonials tell other people something about youself.. n perhaps, most of the time, it's true..coz it's told by people who know you.. so far, i've found 2 sets of testimonials in friendster that obviously show these 2 particular members are 'pandai', 'pandai', 'pandai', popular, gifted, talented...bla..bla..bla.. niwei, im kinda interested to read this kind of people's testimonials..to see how brilliant (or amazing, or fantastic..etc) they are in the eyes of their peers..hmm..im not jealous whatsoever..but if people drop me a testimonial, complimenting me this and that.. i wont accept it personally though i'll accept the testimonial (get what i mean?)..of course, it's their right to say what they want to say, n it's the truth..but...oh! i just dont know how to describe what's in my head right now...never mind! just ignore whatever that i've blabbered here..btw, if you guys intent to drop me a testimonial, no problem! just write down all the bad things about me ok? so, kesedaran tu sentiase ade...lagipon, kite kenelah hine diri sendiri ye? untuk muhasabah diri!
ok lah, me rase tu je me nk cakap buat mase nie...
The Word of Islam ?
The Most Selfish One-Letter Word
"I"
Avoid It
(Surah Al Kahf 18:34)
The Most Satisfying Two-Letter Word
"WE"
Use It
Surah Al An'am 6:71-72
The Most Poisonous Three-Letter Word
"EGO"
Kill It
Surah Al Qasas 28:78
The Most Used Four-Letter Word
"LOVE"
Value It
(Surah Al Rum 30:21)
he Most Pleasing Five Letter Word
"SMILE"
Keep It
(Surah Al Najm 53:43)
The Fastest Spreading Six-Letter Word
"RUMOUR"
Ignore It
(Surah Al Hujurat 49:12)
The Hardest Working Seven Letter Word
"SUCCESS"
Achieve It
(Surah Al Nur 24:37-38)
The Most Enviable Eight-Letter Word
"JEALOUSY"
Distance It
(Surah Yusuf 12:8-9)
The Most Powerful Nine-Letter Word
"KNOWLEDGE"
Acquire It
(of Allah & the Holy Qu'ran)
Surah Ya Sin 36:2
Surah Yusuf 12:2
The Most Essential Ten-Letter Word
"CONFIDENCE"
Trust It
(Trust in Allah's Guidance)
Surah Yunus 10: 9
Surah Al Tawbah 9:51
"I"
Avoid It
(Surah Al Kahf 18:34)
The Most Satisfying Two-Letter Word
"WE"
Use It
Surah Al An'am 6:71-72
The Most Poisonous Three-Letter Word
"EGO"
Kill It
Surah Al Qasas 28:78
The Most Used Four-Letter Word
"LOVE"
Value It
(Surah Al Rum 30:21)
he Most Pleasing Five Letter Word
"SMILE"
Keep It
(Surah Al Najm 53:43)
The Fastest Spreading Six-Letter Word
"RUMOUR"
Ignore It
(Surah Al Hujurat 49:12)
The Hardest Working Seven Letter Word
"SUCCESS"
Achieve It
(Surah Al Nur 24:37-38)
The Most Enviable Eight-Letter Word
"JEALOUSY"
Distance It
(Surah Yusuf 12:8-9)
The Most Powerful Nine-Letter Word
"KNOWLEDGE"
Acquire It
(of Allah & the Holy Qu'ran)
Surah Ya Sin 36:2
Surah Yusuf 12:2
The Most Essential Ten-Letter Word
"CONFIDENCE"
Trust It
(Trust in Allah's Guidance)
Surah Yunus 10: 9
Surah Al Tawbah 9:51
busy, no?
today n yesterday were a waste of my already-wasted life! (exaggerate a bit, ya?)
but prisma stuff kept me a bit busy. good thing.
speaking of prisma, im leaving my post soon... thinking about it makes me sad.. i wish i could have accomplished more, made students n teachers more happy, bla..bla..bla.. well, the point is, im still not satisfied with the achievements n changes that this session's team had successfully done! there are many rooms for improvement..many mistakes n drawbacks that need to be fixed...many things to be standardised n organized...bla..bla..bla.. n i dont think i've equipped the next 'generation' with enough knowledge n preparations to continue prisma's quest. but i do have faith that everything's gonna be ok.
back to my schedule...the exams are getting nearer..n im still not ready! other than that, i have to start on my text, but i haven't settled on a topic yet! *shivers*
i expect the june holidays to be a busy one for me...it looks like i have to draw a timetable every single day..*sigh*
anyway, tomorrow >> The White Paper. im not going to like it. im going to get angry, sad, regretful, disappointed et cetera, et cetera... but hey, what's done is done, i cant let those negative feelings get better of me.. i guess i'll try harder next time..
honestly, i dont think i would reach my goal, that is, to leave this school with a 'mumtaz syaraf'..seeing my results as it is right now, i know i dont have the chance, unless i pull myself up (or torture myself, as a desperate measure!) n really score my academic section for the first time..
ok people, i'll stop here. so much for my confessions ya? by the way, did i tell you that im sick in the head n the heart?
but prisma stuff kept me a bit busy. good thing.
speaking of prisma, im leaving my post soon... thinking about it makes me sad.. i wish i could have accomplished more, made students n teachers more happy, bla..bla..bla.. well, the point is, im still not satisfied with the achievements n changes that this session's team had successfully done! there are many rooms for improvement..many mistakes n drawbacks that need to be fixed...many things to be standardised n organized...bla..bla..bla.. n i dont think i've equipped the next 'generation' with enough knowledge n preparations to continue prisma's quest. but i do have faith that everything's gonna be ok.
back to my schedule...the exams are getting nearer..n im still not ready! other than that, i have to start on my text, but i haven't settled on a topic yet! *shivers*
i expect the june holidays to be a busy one for me...it looks like i have to draw a timetable every single day..*sigh*
anyway, tomorrow >> The White Paper. im not going to like it. im going to get angry, sad, regretful, disappointed et cetera, et cetera... but hey, what's done is done, i cant let those negative feelings get better of me.. i guess i'll try harder next time..
honestly, i dont think i would reach my goal, that is, to leave this school with a 'mumtaz syaraf'..seeing my results as it is right now, i know i dont have the chance, unless i pull myself up (or torture myself, as a desperate measure!) n really score my academic section for the first time..
ok people, i'll stop here. so much for my confessions ya? by the way, did i tell you that im sick in the head n the heart?
O Women Of Islam..!
the email below was sent by bro salaf.
A CALL FROM THE MASJID UL HARAM TO THE MUSLIM WOMEN OF THE WORLD!
(From Makkah)
SHEIKH ABDUL RAHMAN AL SUDAIS.
All praise is due to Allaah, May peace and blessing be upon Muhammed (sallallahu alaihi wa sallam) and his house hold...
My Muslim sisters, you will never be able to reach the perfection that you desire, you wont be able to regain the lost glory of your past, or achieve your highest rank and position unless you follow the teachings of Islaam and unless you stop at the boundaries and limits of the Shariah. This will make your heart love and appreciate the good qualities and will keep you away from bad and evil qualities.
SO STAY AT YOUR HOMES. By Allaah you will be praised, you will please your household and make your home happy, you will perfect your hijab, you will perfect your chastity, relieve others and you will make yourself happy and comfortable.
Allaah says : " Oh Prophet! Tell your wives and your daughters, and the women of the believers to draw their cloaks all over their bodies. That will be better, that they should be known (as free respectable women) so as not to be annoyed. And Allah is ever oft-forgiving, Most Merciful." (Surah AL-Ahzab )
So with Islaam you are a protected jewel, but without it you are a doll in the hands of the wrongdoers; a mere object of amusement and merchandise of trade in the hands of human wolves who will destroy your chastity, your honour and your dignity, and then throw you and disregard you as one does with a date fruit and its seed.
So whenever a woman abandons the teachings of Islaam and neglects the proper Islaamic dress and takes easy the matter of hijab, exposing herself to men (by) walking among them and wearing perfume, her dignity and honour vanishes and her brightness disappears, and her modesty dwindles and she becomes a source of fitnah (temptation and trial) for others and the `evils` embrace her.
Therefore, oh Muslims woman, who cherishes and holds unto the honour of Islaam (and is proud of the honour of Islaam) and Oh Free, honourable chaste, and protected woman, you are the best successor of the best past generation of the Muslims. Hold fast unto the Book of Allah and the Sunnah of the Prophet Muhammed (sallallahu alaihi wa sallam).
Beware of the hands of the wicked plotters and the jealous eyes, and people with bad character and evil souls, who want to lower you from the highness of your esteemed position and dignity, and lower you from your glory of higher rank, and take you out from the circle of your happiness.
And beware of the deception and defeat before the open war between hijab and sufoor (revealing beauty), and between chastity and liberalism.
The enemies of Islaam among the Jews and their followers are upset and sleepless over the fact that the Muslim woman is honourable, dignified and protected, so they put her under the spotlight, trap her in nets and shoot with their arrows. Moreover it is strange that some people from our skin and who speak our language follow them and spread their ideas and fulfill their aims and wage in intellectual and cultural war against our Muslims sisters, who are the moisture of our faces, through the alluring and deceiving slogans and charming articles here and there.
Thus they falsely and deceivingly call to her freedom of the women and ask, and push, her to work, to coming out of her home. They spread rumors about Muslim women saying:
"...The conservative Muslim society (the real one indeed, The Muslim society can only be conservative) is that which half of it does nothing and breathes only from one lung" and "how can a Muslim woman stay prisoner at home between four walls" and other misleading slogans.
They want freedom for the women, but in reality they want to free her from her character and etiquette and to strip her from her principles, dignity and honour, and lead her into evil and corruption. They want her to be a fashion model and an item for sale to the naive and simple minded (assuthajj wal busataa).
Who is then left to the well being of homes, to the happiness of family, to raise and educate children?
How many young women get trapped and how much tragedy happens when the hijab is destroyed and the jilbab (outer garment) is taken off and the `wolves` (wicked men) devour the women? such is as a result of sufoor and mingling with men in jobs, schools, and market places.
Isn't it enough reminder what societies, who did not practice the teaching of Islam, fell into in terms of indecency, evils and disappearance in values when they neglected and ignored the matter of the woman? As a result of that there are now repeated calls in these societies asking for the return of a woman to her protected fort; her home.
Would any man with the slightest bit of honour and manhood be content to see his wife become a `pasturage` of the eyes of wicked men and to become ` a serving on the dining table`? the current condition of some societies is a witness that when a woman goes out of her home, it is a sign of destruction, loss, corruption, and spread of mischief and indecency in society.
Therefore to all our Muslim Sister in the east and in the west of the Muslim world, I call upon you from this Holy and Pure land , Makkah, to hold fast to the Qura'an and to bite unto the Sunnah of the Messenger (sallallahu alaihi wa sallam) with the front teeth and to follow the teachings of Islaam and its etiquette.
And to the women organizations all over the world, beware of the stupidity and bad results of the disobedience of the women to the guidance of Islam. Beware of being tempted by the flashing slogans and poisoned publicity against the character of the woman and her principles.
And to the responsible people for the Muslim child in her education and care, I call upon you to fear Allaah subhana wa ta'ala and to fulfill your duty towards her while taking care of her belief, educational and ethical aspects.
A clear limit and divider must be set against indecency, wicked movies and naked pictures that destroy honour and virtue and that develop dayathaa (absence of honor and manhood to the point where a man does not care about the females of his family in terms of what other men may do with them) and indecency.
As to the guardians of women, fathers and husbands, i remind them of their qawaamah (protection and maintenance) of women according to what Allah subhana wa ta'ala said:
"Men are the protectors and maintainers of women because Allaah has made one of them excel the other, and because they spend (to support them) from their means. Therefore the righteous women are devoutly obedient (to Allaah and to their husbands), and guard in their husbands absence what Allaah orders them to guard. As to those women on whose part you will see ill-conduct, admonish them (first), (next), refuse to share their beds, (and last) beat them (lightly, if it is useful), but if they return to obedience seek not against them means (of annoyance) Surely Allaah is ever Most High, Most Great." (Surah An-Nisa)
So they have to fear Allaah and save themselves and their children from punishment of Allaah by raising and educating them according to the teachings of Islam, and they should be warned from being loose and neglectful in this matter. I call on their honour towards their women and their manhood in order to preserve the honour and to protect their mahram women, in addition to protecting their values, principles and characters.
So, O wise people, take a lesson, and be aware and don't be deceived for the successful is one who is reminded through the mistakes of others, and know that the ummah has reached this sad state and crisis only after it was hit in its system of life and when it neglected the appropriate education and upbringing of its women. And remember that the trustworthy and the trusted Prophet (sallallahu alaihi wa sallam) said:
"I haven't left behind me a fitnah more harmful to men than women (when they go astray from the guidance of Islam)" - Bukhari and Muslim.
A CALL FROM THE MASJID UL HARAM TO THE MUSLIM WOMEN OF THE WORLD!
(From Makkah)
SHEIKH ABDUL RAHMAN AL SUDAIS.
All praise is due to Allaah, May peace and blessing be upon Muhammed (sallallahu alaihi wa sallam) and his house hold...
My Muslim sisters, you will never be able to reach the perfection that you desire, you wont be able to regain the lost glory of your past, or achieve your highest rank and position unless you follow the teachings of Islaam and unless you stop at the boundaries and limits of the Shariah. This will make your heart love and appreciate the good qualities and will keep you away from bad and evil qualities.
SO STAY AT YOUR HOMES. By Allaah you will be praised, you will please your household and make your home happy, you will perfect your hijab, you will perfect your chastity, relieve others and you will make yourself happy and comfortable.
Allaah says : " Oh Prophet! Tell your wives and your daughters, and the women of the believers to draw their cloaks all over their bodies. That will be better, that they should be known (as free respectable women) so as not to be annoyed. And Allah is ever oft-forgiving, Most Merciful." (Surah AL-Ahzab )
So with Islaam you are a protected jewel, but without it you are a doll in the hands of the wrongdoers; a mere object of amusement and merchandise of trade in the hands of human wolves who will destroy your chastity, your honour and your dignity, and then throw you and disregard you as one does with a date fruit and its seed.
So whenever a woman abandons the teachings of Islaam and neglects the proper Islaamic dress and takes easy the matter of hijab, exposing herself to men (by) walking among them and wearing perfume, her dignity and honour vanishes and her brightness disappears, and her modesty dwindles and she becomes a source of fitnah (temptation and trial) for others and the `evils` embrace her.
Therefore, oh Muslims woman, who cherishes and holds unto the honour of Islaam (and is proud of the honour of Islaam) and Oh Free, honourable chaste, and protected woman, you are the best successor of the best past generation of the Muslims. Hold fast unto the Book of Allah and the Sunnah of the Prophet Muhammed (sallallahu alaihi wa sallam).
Beware of the hands of the wicked plotters and the jealous eyes, and people with bad character and evil souls, who want to lower you from the highness of your esteemed position and dignity, and lower you from your glory of higher rank, and take you out from the circle of your happiness.
And beware of the deception and defeat before the open war between hijab and sufoor (revealing beauty), and between chastity and liberalism.
The enemies of Islaam among the Jews and their followers are upset and sleepless over the fact that the Muslim woman is honourable, dignified and protected, so they put her under the spotlight, trap her in nets and shoot with their arrows. Moreover it is strange that some people from our skin and who speak our language follow them and spread their ideas and fulfill their aims and wage in intellectual and cultural war against our Muslims sisters, who are the moisture of our faces, through the alluring and deceiving slogans and charming articles here and there.
Thus they falsely and deceivingly call to her freedom of the women and ask, and push, her to work, to coming out of her home. They spread rumors about Muslim women saying:
"...The conservative Muslim society (the real one indeed, The Muslim society can only be conservative) is that which half of it does nothing and breathes only from one lung" and "how can a Muslim woman stay prisoner at home between four walls" and other misleading slogans.
They want freedom for the women, but in reality they want to free her from her character and etiquette and to strip her from her principles, dignity and honour, and lead her into evil and corruption. They want her to be a fashion model and an item for sale to the naive and simple minded (assuthajj wal busataa).
Who is then left to the well being of homes, to the happiness of family, to raise and educate children?
How many young women get trapped and how much tragedy happens when the hijab is destroyed and the jilbab (outer garment) is taken off and the `wolves` (wicked men) devour the women? such is as a result of sufoor and mingling with men in jobs, schools, and market places.
Isn't it enough reminder what societies, who did not practice the teaching of Islam, fell into in terms of indecency, evils and disappearance in values when they neglected and ignored the matter of the woman? As a result of that there are now repeated calls in these societies asking for the return of a woman to her protected fort; her home.
Would any man with the slightest bit of honour and manhood be content to see his wife become a `pasturage` of the eyes of wicked men and to become ` a serving on the dining table`? the current condition of some societies is a witness that when a woman goes out of her home, it is a sign of destruction, loss, corruption, and spread of mischief and indecency in society.
Therefore to all our Muslim Sister in the east and in the west of the Muslim world, I call upon you from this Holy and Pure land , Makkah, to hold fast to the Qura'an and to bite unto the Sunnah of the Messenger (sallallahu alaihi wa sallam) with the front teeth and to follow the teachings of Islaam and its etiquette.
And to the women organizations all over the world, beware of the stupidity and bad results of the disobedience of the women to the guidance of Islam. Beware of being tempted by the flashing slogans and poisoned publicity against the character of the woman and her principles.
And to the responsible people for the Muslim child in her education and care, I call upon you to fear Allaah subhana wa ta'ala and to fulfill your duty towards her while taking care of her belief, educational and ethical aspects.
A clear limit and divider must be set against indecency, wicked movies and naked pictures that destroy honour and virtue and that develop dayathaa (absence of honor and manhood to the point where a man does not care about the females of his family in terms of what other men may do with them) and indecency.
As to the guardians of women, fathers and husbands, i remind them of their qawaamah (protection and maintenance) of women according to what Allah subhana wa ta'ala said:
"Men are the protectors and maintainers of women because Allaah has made one of them excel the other, and because they spend (to support them) from their means. Therefore the righteous women are devoutly obedient (to Allaah and to their husbands), and guard in their husbands absence what Allaah orders them to guard. As to those women on whose part you will see ill-conduct, admonish them (first), (next), refuse to share their beds, (and last) beat them (lightly, if it is useful), but if they return to obedience seek not against them means (of annoyance) Surely Allaah is ever Most High, Most Great." (Surah An-Nisa)
So they have to fear Allaah and save themselves and their children from punishment of Allaah by raising and educating them according to the teachings of Islam, and they should be warned from being loose and neglectful in this matter. I call on their honour towards their women and their manhood in order to preserve the honour and to protect their mahram women, in addition to protecting their values, principles and characters.
So, O wise people, take a lesson, and be aware and don't be deceived for the successful is one who is reminded through the mistakes of others, and know that the ummah has reached this sad state and crisis only after it was hit in its system of life and when it neglected the appropriate education and upbringing of its women. And remember that the trustworthy and the trusted Prophet (sallallahu alaihi wa sallam) said:
"I haven't left behind me a fitnah more harmful to men than women (when they go astray from the guidance of Islam)" - Bukhari and Muslim.
I'm A Free Man!
well, it's not entirely true.
literally speaking,im not a slave, of course..
but, i AM a slave of..time? my destiny? myself?
huh? what are you talking about, liyana???
dont mind me, people..im not making any sense!
anyway, today's the last day of the mid-year examinations at madrasah alsagoff al-arabiah...so that's why i said im a free man..
however, no 'hOoOray!' for me..one thing is that, today's papers were quite a bad ending for me. :( adab n balaghah >> i lost 15 marks, more or less... *isk~isk~*
seriously, i felt like crying or scolding myself loudly just now, but i kept my cool..then there was english >> i checked the answers (from my classmate's assessment book), n calculated that i may get 27/50, or less; what's for sure is that my chance of failing english for the first time is 80%!
ok, as i said, i cant go n enjoy myself..coz what's lying ahead is much more scarier n attention-demanding..im going to have 2 other exams this june..plus SA2 (not so far away, girls!) plus O LEVEL!!! n mayb, there are other activities that i might have to take part..*HUGE SIGH*
december seems far far away...i cant wait to finally be able to really relax myself n enjoy n waste my time without feeling guilty :)
literally speaking,im not a slave, of course..
but, i AM a slave of..time? my destiny? myself?
huh? what are you talking about, liyana???
dont mind me, people..im not making any sense!
anyway, today's the last day of the mid-year examinations at madrasah alsagoff al-arabiah...so that's why i said im a free man..
however, no 'hOoOray!' for me..one thing is that, today's papers were quite a bad ending for me. :( adab n balaghah >> i lost 15 marks, more or less... *isk~isk~*
seriously, i felt like crying or scolding myself loudly just now, but i kept my cool..then there was english >> i checked the answers (from my classmate's assessment book), n calculated that i may get 27/50, or less; what's for sure is that my chance of failing english for the first time is 80%!
ok, as i said, i cant go n enjoy myself..coz what's lying ahead is much more scarier n attention-demanding..im going to have 2 other exams this june..plus SA2 (not so far away, girls!) plus O LEVEL!!! n mayb, there are other activities that i might have to take part..*HUGE SIGH*
december seems far far away...i cant wait to finally be able to really relax myself n enjoy n waste my time without feeling guilty :)
Cinta hadir menguntum rindu....
i found this poem from sis Nad's blog... it's really really nice :)
Cinta hadir menguntum rindu
Mekar mewangi di taman kalbu
Tulus kasihku tak siapa yang tahu
Melainkan Dia Tuhanku yang Satu
Huluran kasihmu kusambut pasrah
Walau tak pernah bertentang mata
Apatah lagi bersua muka
Hanya bait kata di alam siber
Di hujung talian kudengar suara
Melalui dua penghubung itu lahir sebuah rasa
Dimana...
Suara hati penuh keikhlasan sahaja mampu berbicara.
Akhirnya,
Aku resah...terlalu gelisah
Ketahuilah kasih
Aku sering bertanya di dalam diri
Untuk apa cinta itu hadir pada diri
Dua insan ajnabi?!
Kerana...
ku bimbang cinta ini mengundang dosa
Ku khuatir kasih ini melalaikan kita
Lalu kita hanyut dari sentiasa mengingati yang Esa
Lantaran rindu yang sering mendesah di dalam jiwa.
Bisikan syaitan tidak lekang menggoda
Membuaikan kita di dalam asyik dunia cinta
Sekilas kuteringatkan ayat di dalam surah Ali Imran
'Wallazina amanu ashaddu hubban lillahi'-'dan orang-orang yg beriman teramat cintanya kepada Allah'
Astaghfirullah...
Aku tersedar dari buaian rasa!
Hampir setiap hari kita berhubung
Apa salahnya kita sendiri yang meletakkan batasan
Agar cinta dan rindu kita lebih terserlah keindahan dan keihklasan
Kerana terdapat 'mujahadah' sebagai hiasan dan amalan
Disitulah bermulanya jihad hati
Menguji keimanan dan keihklasan diri kita yang saling mengasihi.
Bukan kerana tidak tahu menghargai kasih mu
Percayalah, pada bicara kasihku ini
Ini bukti penghargaan.
Apa gunanya kita saling menyayangi
Tapi hanyut di lautan cinta yang tidak diredhai
Diri ini ingin menjadi penawar hati
Justeru itu,
diri ini bimbang menjadi punca kelalaian hatimu dari mengingati Ilahi.
Jangan biarkan semua itu berlaku, kasih
Rindu dan kasih adalah sebuah 'rasa' yang terletak di dalam 'hati'
Maka usah diikutkan rasa - kelak kita akan binasa!
Usah diturutkan kehendak hati - kelak kita akan mati!
'Nur Kasih'mu...sungguh istimewa
semaikan ia dengan iman, ilmu, amal, dan taqwa
agar ikatan kasih kita bukan sahaja berasaskan cinta semata,
tapi disertai mawaddah, rahmah dan amanah
Ketahuilah,
kasihku padamu... hanya kerana-Nya jua.
Umairah Sh
*petikan dari fowarded email
Cinta hadir menguntum rindu
Mekar mewangi di taman kalbu
Tulus kasihku tak siapa yang tahu
Melainkan Dia Tuhanku yang Satu
Huluran kasihmu kusambut pasrah
Walau tak pernah bertentang mata
Apatah lagi bersua muka
Hanya bait kata di alam siber
Di hujung talian kudengar suara
Melalui dua penghubung itu lahir sebuah rasa
Dimana...
Suara hati penuh keikhlasan sahaja mampu berbicara.
Akhirnya,
Aku resah...terlalu gelisah
Ketahuilah kasih
Aku sering bertanya di dalam diri
Untuk apa cinta itu hadir pada diri
Dua insan ajnabi?!
Kerana...
ku bimbang cinta ini mengundang dosa
Ku khuatir kasih ini melalaikan kita
Lalu kita hanyut dari sentiasa mengingati yang Esa
Lantaran rindu yang sering mendesah di dalam jiwa.
Bisikan syaitan tidak lekang menggoda
Membuaikan kita di dalam asyik dunia cinta
Sekilas kuteringatkan ayat di dalam surah Ali Imran
'Wallazina amanu ashaddu hubban lillahi'-'dan orang-orang yg beriman teramat cintanya kepada Allah'
Astaghfirullah...
Aku tersedar dari buaian rasa!
Hampir setiap hari kita berhubung
Apa salahnya kita sendiri yang meletakkan batasan
Agar cinta dan rindu kita lebih terserlah keindahan dan keihklasan
Kerana terdapat 'mujahadah' sebagai hiasan dan amalan
Disitulah bermulanya jihad hati
Menguji keimanan dan keihklasan diri kita yang saling mengasihi.
Bukan kerana tidak tahu menghargai kasih mu
Percayalah, pada bicara kasihku ini
Ini bukti penghargaan.
Apa gunanya kita saling menyayangi
Tapi hanyut di lautan cinta yang tidak diredhai
Diri ini ingin menjadi penawar hati
Justeru itu,
diri ini bimbang menjadi punca kelalaian hatimu dari mengingati Ilahi.
Jangan biarkan semua itu berlaku, kasih
Rindu dan kasih adalah sebuah 'rasa' yang terletak di dalam 'hati'
Maka usah diikutkan rasa - kelak kita akan binasa!
Usah diturutkan kehendak hati - kelak kita akan mati!
'Nur Kasih'mu...sungguh istimewa
semaikan ia dengan iman, ilmu, amal, dan taqwa
agar ikatan kasih kita bukan sahaja berasaskan cinta semata,
tapi disertai mawaddah, rahmah dan amanah
Ketahuilah,
kasihku padamu... hanya kerana-Nya jua.
Umairah Sh
*petikan dari fowarded email
it's a sunday, everyone!
ok...10.10 am i was already out...7 pm i reached home.
did what? >>> went to my cousin's wedding reception..
her name is nur khafidzah izhamah bte abdul karim...21 yrs old this yr...
i didnt get to say whatever i wish to say to her, coz i didnt want to :|
btw...i will say something like this:
hmm...selamat pengantin baru kak nurul..semoga perkahwinan kak nurul kekal hingga akhir hayat kak nurul...tp, ape yg ana doakan ialah semoga kak nurul jd seorang isteri yg baik...these words may look simple..but it holds a huge meaning.."at-tayyibatu littayyibin wattayyibuna littayyibat..." (surah al-nur)
whatever problems n obstacles that u may face in the future..face it with patience n rationality (is there such a word??)...
u know, what worries me is the fact that many malay couples divorse (or -ce?) within the first 5 yrs...n i really really hope that my cousin wont be one of them.. amiin..
now, back to the majlis...i didnt enjoy it.i think im really an anti-social, towards my relatives..i think it's my fault..but i dont really care about it..though i always think about it..oh well, i just dont really look forward to whatever family gatherings..dont get me wrong here, it's not as if i hate my relatives - there's nothing to hate! - but i guess it's something else.
that's all i can say now folks..out!
peeks
did what? >>> went to my cousin's wedding reception..
her name is nur khafidzah izhamah bte abdul karim...21 yrs old this yr...
i didnt get to say whatever i wish to say to her, coz i didnt want to :|
btw...i will say something like this:
hmm...selamat pengantin baru kak nurul..semoga perkahwinan kak nurul kekal hingga akhir hayat kak nurul...tp, ape yg ana doakan ialah semoga kak nurul jd seorang isteri yg baik...these words may look simple..but it holds a huge meaning.."at-tayyibatu littayyibin wattayyibuna littayyibat..." (surah al-nur)
whatever problems n obstacles that u may face in the future..face it with patience n rationality (is there such a word??)...
u know, what worries me is the fact that many malay couples divorse (or -ce?) within the first 5 yrs...n i really really hope that my cousin wont be one of them.. amiin..
now, back to the majlis...i didnt enjoy it.i think im really an anti-social, towards my relatives..i think it's my fault..but i dont really care about it..though i always think about it..oh well, i just dont really look forward to whatever family gatherings..dont get me wrong here, it's not as if i hate my relatives - there's nothing to hate! - but i guess it's something else.
that's all i can say now folks..out!
peeks
[afy_ittihad] Rohaniyyat: Tips Muhasabah Diri
an email from NI MATUL HAZIQAH
1.Senyum itu tanda kemesraan, diberi kepada manusia dianggap sedekah.
Ketawa itu lambang kelalaian. Selalu dilakukan hati akan mati. Dibuat
di hadapan manusia menghilangkan maruah diri.
2. Setiap kesalahan yang dilakukan jadikanlah pengajaran, insaflah ini
tanda kelemahan diri, kesalilah keterlanjuran itu dan
berazamlah tidak mengulanginya lagi.
3. Syukur nikmat dan sabar di dalam ujian amat mudah diucapkan tetapi
amat sulit dilaksanakan.
4. Kesenangan dan kemewahan selalunya membawa kepada kesombongan dan
kelalaian. Kesusahan dan penderitaan itu, selalunya membawa kekecewaan
dan putus asa, kecuali orang yang mukmin.
5. Di antara tanda-tanda orang-orang yang sombong itu cepat melahirkan
sifat marah, suka memotong percakapan orang, suka bermujadalah yakni
bertegang leher, nampak di mukanya rasa tidak senang jika ada orang
yang lebih darinya di satu majlis, bercakap meninggikan suara, pantang
ditegur, tidak ada tanda-tanda kesal di atas kesalahan.
6. Orang yang sudah hilang sifat marah (dayus), cepat melahirkan sifat
marah (lemah mujahadah). Orang yang ada sifat marah tapi dapat
disembunyikan kecuali di tempat-tempat yang munasabah inilah
manusia normal.
7. Tahu diri kita hamba itu adalah ilmu, merasa diri kita itu hamba
itu penghayatan, yang kedua inilah akan lahir sifat tawaduk, malu,
khusyuk, takut, hina dan lain-lain lagi sifat kehambaan.
8. Jika kita mengingati dosa, kita tidak nampak lagi kebaikan kita,
apatah lagi untuk dibanggakan.
9. Lahirkan kemesraan kita sesama manusia kerana itu adalah haknya
tapi jangan putus hati kita dengan ALLAH, ini adalah hakNYA pula.
10.Apabila rasa senang dengan pujian, rasa sakit dengan kehinaan
menunjukkan kita ada kepentingan peribadi, tanda kita tidak ikhlas
membuat kebaikan.
a good one. think n observe, people!
1.Senyum itu tanda kemesraan, diberi kepada manusia dianggap sedekah.
Ketawa itu lambang kelalaian. Selalu dilakukan hati akan mati. Dibuat
di hadapan manusia menghilangkan maruah diri.
2. Setiap kesalahan yang dilakukan jadikanlah pengajaran, insaflah ini
tanda kelemahan diri, kesalilah keterlanjuran itu dan
berazamlah tidak mengulanginya lagi.
3. Syukur nikmat dan sabar di dalam ujian amat mudah diucapkan tetapi
amat sulit dilaksanakan.
4. Kesenangan dan kemewahan selalunya membawa kepada kesombongan dan
kelalaian. Kesusahan dan penderitaan itu, selalunya membawa kekecewaan
dan putus asa, kecuali orang yang mukmin.
5. Di antara tanda-tanda orang-orang yang sombong itu cepat melahirkan
sifat marah, suka memotong percakapan orang, suka bermujadalah yakni
bertegang leher, nampak di mukanya rasa tidak senang jika ada orang
yang lebih darinya di satu majlis, bercakap meninggikan suara, pantang
ditegur, tidak ada tanda-tanda kesal di atas kesalahan.
6. Orang yang sudah hilang sifat marah (dayus), cepat melahirkan sifat
marah (lemah mujahadah). Orang yang ada sifat marah tapi dapat
disembunyikan kecuali di tempat-tempat yang munasabah inilah
manusia normal.
7. Tahu diri kita hamba itu adalah ilmu, merasa diri kita itu hamba
itu penghayatan, yang kedua inilah akan lahir sifat tawaduk, malu,
khusyuk, takut, hina dan lain-lain lagi sifat kehambaan.
8. Jika kita mengingati dosa, kita tidak nampak lagi kebaikan kita,
apatah lagi untuk dibanggakan.
9. Lahirkan kemesraan kita sesama manusia kerana itu adalah haknya
tapi jangan putus hati kita dengan ALLAH, ini adalah hakNYA pula.
10.Apabila rasa senang dengan pujian, rasa sakit dengan kehinaan
menunjukkan kita ada kepentingan peribadi, tanda kita tidak ikhlas
membuat kebaikan.
a good one. think n observe, people!
'IT' disturbs me!
there's something that has been disturbing me for a long time...
and i want to confess it here...
coz im tired of hiding it..
people,
WILL U PLEASE STOP SAYING THINGS LIKE:
LIYANA,
THE GENIUS.
THE HEAD PREFECT.
BRAINY.
PANDAI.
n whatever that is related.
you know what?
it's making me sick!
it's making me guilty all the time!
it's scaring me!
it's REALLY REALLY ANNOYING ME!!
nononononononono...the truth is, guys,
im nothing, GET IT? N.O.T.H.I.N.G!
all those words n remarks..oh God, i feel like screaming...and crying..
seriously, people, please erase the word 'genius' or 'head prefect' whenever u think of me, write about me, or describe me.
note: aszafirah - tukar my link tu kt 'girlfriends'. letak je nlnm_k`u_jee.
n sape2 yg bertanggungjawab uruskan secfouralsagoff kt friendster - harap tukar perkataan LIYANA NOR (HEAD PREFECT) kpd NOR LIYANA, letak kt bahagian budak2 biase, tk payah dkt tpt prefects.
and i want to confess it here...
coz im tired of hiding it..
people,
WILL U PLEASE STOP SAYING THINGS LIKE:
LIYANA,
THE GENIUS.
THE HEAD PREFECT.
BRAINY.
PANDAI.
n whatever that is related.
you know what?
it's making me sick!
it's making me guilty all the time!
it's scaring me!
it's REALLY REALLY ANNOYING ME!!
nononononononono...the truth is, guys,
im nothing, GET IT? N.O.T.H.I.N.G!
all those words n remarks..oh God, i feel like screaming...and crying..
seriously, people, please erase the word 'genius' or 'head prefect' whenever u think of me, write about me, or describe me.
note: aszafirah - tukar my link tu kt 'girlfriends'. letak je nlnm_k`u_jee.
n sape2 yg bertanggungjawab uruskan secfouralsagoff kt friendster - harap tukar perkataan LIYANA NOR (HEAD PREFECT) kpd NOR LIYANA, letak kt bahagian budak2 biase, tk payah dkt tpt prefects.
im FUMING!!
well... i dont mean to exaggerate, but....
WHAT THE HECK?!!!
i cant believe i've fallen for that trick!!!
silly me!
ish!!! tk puas hati...!!!
sabar...sabar..
well, i just hope she keeps her mouth shut, but i doubt that..coz she DOES blurt out secrets!
oh no! if she tells anyone, i dont think i'll ever treat or think of her the same again.
WHAT THE HECK?!!!
i cant believe i've fallen for that trick!!!
silly me!
ish!!! tk puas hati...!!!
sabar...sabar..
well, i just hope she keeps her mouth shut, but i doubt that..coz she DOES blurt out secrets!
oh no! if she tells anyone, i dont think i'll ever treat or think of her the same again.
mini pasar amal '05
descriptions:
fun!
great!
tiring!
but enjoyable!
busy day!
a lot of work!
satisfying!
what did i do?
ran around.
was a salesperson.
exposed my voice as a deejay.
got to eat some desserts.
got a free drink.
cleaned up the place.
went up and down the stairs.
solat.
lepak kejap.
voila! i was out! (by 3 something pm)
post-mini pasar amal...looked happy :)
peek
fun!
great!
tiring!
but enjoyable!
busy day!
a lot of work!
satisfying!
what did i do?
ran around.
was a salesperson.
exposed my voice as a deejay.
got to eat some desserts.
got a free drink.
cleaned up the place.
went up and down the stairs.
solat.
lepak kejap.
voila! i was out! (by 3 something pm)
post-mini pasar amal...looked happy :)
peek
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