Another Yesterday...

Assalamualaikum,

"Nice to see you again!". That's is my word to Iz Rejap who is the representative from Shah Alam Teslians when we met at Intec in our trip on previous Friday. It was so nice to be there with them because they celebrated us like their own family. They also make activities to make sure we're could get something there. First one was they give us candy and they told that we can take how much that we want. Actually we didn't realize it yet that it was a trap. Ha4. After all of us have take the candies, than the MC told us the real situation. It was we must introduce about ourselves according to how many candies that we take and some of us will be selected by them to do so. Hu4. I was lucky because I'm not the chosen one. All of chosen were someone who already have their own soul mate like Firdaus, Fatin Adilin, Akram and Sadly.(^_^). Ha6. So funny. Besides that, they also have a Beatbox show show. In the beginning, I was still wondering what is it actually but it was show that perform by one of the teslian's there. Actually he had some talent which is he can make the music sound by using only his mouth and microphone. He was so extraordinary and very talented. From his face, it was so unexpected he could do that. After that event, all of us were having our prayer and then they serve us with a simple tea break. We're having it at Tesl Square in that campus. At that time, we met and get to know each other. Some of us change their contacts and maybe some of that changing their information for 'something'. Ha5. i don't know but it was just my guess. Below were some pictures that we could remember together.

Before we got here, we already had went to IPBA that is located at Lembah Pantai. You know, I was in the bus with Sir Nawy. Another bus had arrived there earlier from us. It is because we have lost in our journey and that's why we're so late. Although we're late, alhamdulillah for those who arrived earlier which is only women, they were invited first to go to the hall. When we arrived, we're celebrated and i can recognize one of their face and if I was not mistaken, she was one of the UiTM Kuantan Teslian's also but older than us. Then, we go to the their hall. At that time, I want to meet Syahmi, but he had class first. So, I must be waiting for him. These were their hall:

There, all the boys were ask to sit on the front seat. Hu6. Things that I didn't like so much. After a few speech, they conduct an activity which is to introduce ourselves. It was something like these. One person from IPBA will introduce themselves and then, he/she must pick one person that was differ gender and from our campus. Then, it was just vice versa. Although it was simple, but we were enjoying it. After that, we're taking by them to had tour in their campus. For me, it was interesting but i don't know yet what is my decision right now. Hu4.

After all of that trip, we have been stopped at Sunway Pyramid. I was always dreaming to be there and at last my wish had been fulfill. Alhamdulillah. In there, we saw a someone playing piano on a center of the mall and we really enjoying it. All of us has been split up and Asyraf and I choose our destination to go to Bookstore. At first, we almost lost but by relying to the map board that was provided,at last we found what we want. Asyraf had founded the novel that he was finding for and he was so excited and if I'm not mistaken, the novel was written by Ann Katty. I was confused to buy what novel and at last, I saw 'Tautan Hati' novel written by Fatimah Syarha Mohd Nordin. Although I had read it, but the novel at that time was not mine. So, I decided to buy it to be my collection because for me, not all novel story was so excited that can make me not bored although I have read it so many times. But Tautan Hati can make it. ha4....This were some pictures at Sunway Pyramid:

or maybe I will put later..

So, I think that's all from me for right now. insyaallah I will share with you all again if I have something to share. Don't worry. I was not so lucky everyday. That's why I always have stories to tell to you. Ok. See you next time.

Wassalam....

Yesterday...

Assalamualaikum,

It seems that I have not blogging for a long time I think. But, I don't know why today I want to share something with all of you. Maybe because of I have a few nice story that I want to share with you.

First of all, I want to tell you about my dream yesterday night. Almost every night, I will dreaming but not all of it I was still remember after I awake from my unconsciousness. Only a part of it that I still remembered. What the most surprise for this time, the dream was about I was walking with a girl that I admire but not too much. If I tell to you who was it, it will not satisfied your demands also. Here I want to tell you that I admire not only to one girl, but there were so many of them that I admire. but the difference only how strong the feeling when we were with them. In that dream, she walks alone in a mall somewhere and I was around to buy something actually. Then, I don't know why I was escorting her and walking with here together although in reality, it was neraly impossible for me to do like that to her and I think the girl will also not doing like that in the real world. In the dream, I was very happy escorting her to the hostel and then before we reach the hostel, I was awake. Although the time we being together in the dream was not so long, but at least I now how was it feel walking with some girl that was special. However for real, for me myself, I will never and ever doing like that because it was restricted by Islam. Here I swear I will never coupling with someone before I married. Try to imagine,if we had our own couple before married, can you hold the relationship until married. Anything can happen in such time although it was not so short or long. Besides that, if we coupling, after we have married with her, what else that you want to share with your fiancee? Nothing right because you have told her everything before married and right now you have nothing. And I can say that this was one of the causes of divorce and polygamy cases right now. 1 more thing, I think what was I had dream actually was only the illusion that was create by Demon to make me feel happy and excited with that kind of life. So, I considered the dream was only the obstacles that I must get through because I believes it was the test from Allah to me to test my faith to him. Although it was so hurt so much to my heart on thinking to be with the girls that I admire, I will just keep it in myself for forever and I will never told them that I felt something to them. I will just keep it as I kept my other secrets in myself. I will just leave it to Allah to give the best girl to me that was suitable for me that can be a good wife someday. Insyaallah.

Oh, Allah,

I leave this things to you,

Just give me the best that is suitable with my faith to you,

So that I will never turn around from you,

And I can met you without any troubles or sins......

Second, I want to tell you that yesterday was the day where I was presenting my Story telling as one of the graded assignment for TLD 07-Language & Drama. The story that I choose for that was entitled "Stranger in the Dark". Now I want to share the story with all of you,

Stranger in the Dark....

A few months before I was born, my Dad met a stranger who was new to our small town. From the beginning, my Dad was fascinated by these enchanting newcomer and soon invited him to live with our family. The stranger was quickly accepted and was around to welcome me int the world a few months later.

As I grew up, I never questioned his place in our family. In my young mind, each member had a special niche. My brother, Bilal, five years my senior. My younger sister, Fatimah gave me an opportunity to play big brother' and develop the art of teasing. My parents were complementary instructors. My Mom taught me how to love the word of Allah and Dad taught me to obey it. The stranger was our storyteller. He could wave the most fascinating tales in the world. Adventuress, comedies and mysteries were his daily conversations. He could hold our whole family spell-bound fro hours each evening.

If I wanted to know about politics, histories and science, he knew it. He knew about the past, understood the present, and seemingly could predict the future. The pictures he could draw were so life like that I would often laugh or even cried as I watched. He was like a friend to the whole family. he took Dad, Bilal and me to our first major league baseball game.

He was always encouraging us to see the movies and even made arrangements to introduce us to introduce us to several movie stars. The stranger was an incessant talker. Dad didn't seem to mind but sometimes Mom would quietly get up while the rest of us were enthralled by one of his stories of faraway places, go to her room, read the Quran and pray. i wonder now if she ever prayed that the stranger would leave.

You see, my Dad ruled our household with certain moral convictions. But the stranger was never felt an obligation to honor them. Profanity, for example was not allowed in our house-not for some of us, from friends or adults. A longtime visitor, however, used occasionally four letter words that turned my ears and made Dad squirm.

To my knowledge, the stranger was never confronted. Dad was a teetotaler and never permit alcohol in his house, as good Muslims should. But the stranger felt like we needed exposure and enlightened us by other ways of life. he offered us beer and other alcoholic beverages often. He made cigarettes look tasty, cigars manly and pipes distinguished. He talks freely (probably too much, too freely) about sex. His comments were sometimes blatant, sometimes suggestive and generally embarrassing.

I know now that the stranger influenced my first concepts of man-woman relationships. As I look back, I believes it was the grace from Allah that the stranger did not influenced us more. Time after times, he opposed my parent values. Yet, he was seldom rebuked and never ask to leave. More than thirty years have passed since the stranger move in with young family on Wangee Road.

He is not so intriguing to my Dad as he was in those early years. But if I were to walk into my parent's den today, you would still see him sitting over in a corner, waiting for someone to listen to him talk and watch him draw his pictures..His name you asked?? He was called TV....

In the performs, I have forgotten a few part of the stories but I covered it as soon as possible. My storytelling was not so good because the intonation was so monotonous and lack of styles maybe. But, I felt so relief like that I have nothing to do at all after this and I can enjoy myself after that. But what happened after that was not as we expected...

And I think that's all for tonight. Actually I want to share to you another story about Taman Budaya the place were we would perform our Final Drama. Furthermore, tomorrow morning I need to get up earlier because all Teslian's will have a trip to Faculty of Education in UiTM Shah Alam and IPBA at Pantai Dalam. And if I was luck, I can met with Syahmi tomorrow. I hope so. See you later.

Wassalam.

Computer Is A Part of My Life

Assalamualaikum,

We see again after I have retired for a long time from writing in this blog. I always intend to do it,but each time I want to do it, there must be something else that I must do first. Ha4. Today I'm not so free actually,but I think I want to share something with all of you. As you know, last week I have got my MUET result and you know what? I got only Band 3. That's mean my hope to continue my degree in Bachelor of Education in Teaching English as Secondary Language may be not accomplished because to further my study in that degree, I must fulfill 4 requirement. First of all is 3.0 and above pointer in CGPA. Second one is Band 4 in MUET exam. If those two we have passed, we must go through MedSI test and lastly mock teaching in front of Lecturer from Shah Alam. As you can see, because of my achievement in MUET only Band 3, I cannot continue in that degree. right now I don't know wher sholud I go to further my studies. Based on my observation, if I want to continue my ambition to be a teacher, In UPU, I can ask for teaching for Information & Technology teaching at UPSI at Perak. But if I still want to be an English teacher, I should choose to go to Maktab. but if I go there, other pupils there that were same age with me will be my senior. Hu3. A little bit ashamed on me but for me, there was no need to be ashamed in our journey to gain knowledge because for those who ashamed, it was a waste. This is the only time that we must collect and grab all the opportunities that we had right now to absorb all the knowledge that we can learning it wether formally or not. For me, maybe Allah have other plan for me and want me to do something. He is the only God and he knows what is the best for us. His plan cannot be challenged and cannot be postponed. Although I feel so desperate and depressed,but I will try my best to stand up again and keep going on my life so that I will be the person that Allah wants me to be someday. Maybe this is the test from Allah to test my patience and faith. I hope Allah will give me more strength to go through it. Subahanallah. Alhamdulillah. Allahukabar. Right know, I'm still thinking which is the best for me to further my study. Which one actually?  I was so confused. That's why right know I always be with my computer. It is the place where I tell him what has happening to me. Computer knowledge is my hobby. I very love it,but to make it as my work, i'm afraid someday I will hate it,not more the place I release all my tensions on it. So, whatever happened, I leave it to Allah but I will still do my best, tawakkal and doa' and whatever happened, i leave it to Allah because it is the best for me.


Almighty,
I ask your help,
I ask your forgiveness,
to all my sins that I had done,
Whether it is small as germ,
or it is big as mountain,
Show me the truth path,
Don't let me fell into darkness,
where I cannot even see the escape door,
to the light that will lead me to a better road,
that will lead me to a life,
That was blessed by Allah....


Oh, Allah,
You're the only one I ask help and forgiveness.


Amin....


This is the wallpaper that I made myself. For me, it's not so perfect but enough to be put in my notebook's wallpaper. If you want to have it, just take it. Ok. That's all for today. Hope we can meet again. May Allah bless you.

Wassalam.