This Whole Week.....

Assalamualaikum,

Ha5. Long time no see. You know. Today is Maulidur Rasul Day actually which is 12 Rabiul Awwal 1431 Hijriah. After Maghrib today, we all have pray together and then followed by speech by Wan Ahmad Faris and before we pray Isya' prayer, we all have Selawat together where I lead the sing. After Isya' prayer, there was a movie slideshow which is " Muhammad The Last Prophet". The persons that involved for the first tie was not so many which is only about 40 person, but when the slideshow has been finished, I saw the numbers were greater than before. Wow. Alhamdulillah. May Allah bless all of us and hope Allah will always guide us to the true path. Amin. Ahaa....You know, many things had been happening since Chinese New Year holiday. Since after that, I never had enough sleep because of  many things.

One of it is Radio Drama recording. Our lecture class start on Wednesday, but we need to send it before 5pm on Friday. You know, it is not something that was easy to do it actually. It needs a lot practices and if there is a mistake when we're recording, we must do it again.  Oh Allah, it was so damn tired on that day and the day after tomorrow. For Radio Drama, my group member consists of Jannah, Fatihah, Ainatul, Azreen, Hanani and me myself. Although we have started our recording first, but we're not the first group that sent it to Madam. For that, we still can take it although we're so damn tired. What the most frustating is our Cd recording has been lost in Madam Shima's room. We really confused about that on how it can be disappeared. We're so sad. Maybe because of our Cd cover was so fantastic as movie's Cd cover, it has been stolen. Then, Madam ask us to burn it again and give to her before this Monday. We have burn it and I hope Hanani will deliver it safely. Please do not happen again the incident....

That was for the first one. The second one is about our Final Drama rehearsal. After the holiday, we had spent most of our time to training for the drama because Madam want to see it on that Sunday. There, we can see all the drama groups from all TESL A,B & C. All the drama were so fantastic and I don't have a word to comment about that. But my parts in my drama is at most of the scenes. Our drama is entitled "The Gold digger". There, Khairul and I star as the gold digger boys and Azia & Bel stars as our couples in that story. It has been directed by Akram and the script was by Maryam. Aysraf and Fatihah as the florist and his wife. Amalina and Rafhanah as the students. Besides that, Amalina and Fatihah also star as shaman's assistant who is Azreen, in the part where I meet her to make the girls fall in love with me. Ha4. So funny. Akram as the godfather and Ridzuan as his assistant. Hamizah, Hanani and Amira star as Mak Datin who is so irritating in that story. He3. On the rehearsal day, I have wear the costume for my acts and they said that I look different from before. I feel ashamed actually, but if I do not sporting, my act will not so perfect like that. After the performance, they felt happy but we need more practice so it will be more perfect. Below is some pictures that was taken before I performes...

 

Now, what do you think? Am I same person or not? For me, quite different but it is still me actually. My body can be own by others, but not my heart(quatation from Muhammad the Last Prohet when Bilal was asked by Umayyah to pray to their God, not Allah)He3. 

Actually, I want to tell you many more stories which is the most important is Annual Dinner last night. But maybe I will share with you another session because I feel so tired right now and now I am drowzing. Hu5. Ok. See you next time.

Barakallahufika.

Wassalam.

Unforgotten Class in UiTM Kuantan

Assalamualaikum...

Long time no see right? Ha5. I am so sorry. Truthfully, I was quite busy this week especially I need to conduct Campus Vacation Program under JPK UiTM Kuantan at Pantai Balok on 7 Feb 2010 and I was the Director. Hu4. Such a big responsibility but at least it will give me the valuable experiences on that. What I am going to tell you a story is not about CV, but it was actually because of lesson in TPI class today was quite different from previous. It is not because there were some good news or some sort of jokes actually, but we're all together was been punished by Ustaz Salkukhairi by standing about 1 hour if I was not mistaken.

 

 

Why??? It is because the attendance forms have been write the nonsense words on it. Ustaz was so mad because the forms must be sent to management for each month and it must be in a good condition actually. Amiruddin=Serock, Ahmad Zuhdi=Zuhda,it were the two names that became the reason why all of us must stand up for 1 hour, you know. I didn't have any problem on that, but there was one girls which is Najhan Elyani had been fell down because she was not so well today I think so. Ustaz will never give us to have a seat as long the 'criminal' didn't reveal himself and admit that it was his fault actually. After distributing the test paper to everybody including me where I got 19/20 adnthe highest marks is 19.5/20 which is I don't know who got that, maybe Azreen, Adnin or Ain Syafiqah, then when Ustaz call a name, when he go to ustaz, I can heard that ustaz said that "you're the one that doing this?'...then, all peoples get their attention to the front and everybody keep talking about him. After that, Ustaz ask him to meet him after the class. I feel like that everyone maybe will feel uneasy with him anymore because of this incident. but for me, it's better we didn't discriminate him because it will make him more suffer and it was not fair for him. As friends, we need to help them, not to discriminate him. Only after that all of us were allowed to seat back on the chair.

For me,  I felt very grateful because if we're not standing, I think I will fell asleep because I was so sleepy at that time although maybe for others, they were not felt the same thing as I am. Ha5. Whatever. Ok, That's all from me. I feel sleepy right now. Hu5. See you later. Hope I don't have a nightmare where i will be punished again. ha7....

Wassalam.

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.

My Birthday.

With every breath that I had in my life, I never feel that I can replace all the sin that I had done with every kindness that I done in my whole life. May Allah guide me to keep earned your Favour in the future. Ya Allah, forgive me for all sins that I had done to you in this 18 years on your Earth. And I also want to ask forgiveness from everybody whether he/she knows me or not especially my auntie, Che Ha. I know that I had done a big mistakes to you in last Ramadhan. Everyday,every moment I'm keep thinking what should I do so you can forgive me. I don't know what else I can do for you. I had do my best so you will forgive me. Whatever happened to me, you'll still be my "mom" in my life as long I can breathe no matter what happened. Without you, what will happened to me, am I will be in Maahad Tahfiz Sains, am I can get victory in every exam,can I get my driving lisence, or can I  eat your lovely cake?? Ha2, I don't know. I know that this the Qada' Qadar that was arranged for me. After Che' was passed away, I never feel that I had lose my mom because you always be with me even since I was only 3 years old. You had give everything that you had to me everywhere, anywhere. I never feel alone, when I need something, you will always be there no matter how hard for you to help me. You had give all such feelings as a mother to me and I will never orget that. I don't know why I cannot say by myself " Can you forgive me??" I don't know why I don't have such strength to say like that to you. I only want everythin comes back to normal. Che ha, if you read this, I hope you can forgive me. And I hope Allah will bless you wherever you are with your beloved husband, Ayah Pa. Lastly, forgive me, mother.....

New Life In UiTM for Semester 2

Bismillahirrahmanirrahim...

Today is the fourth day me myself at UiTM Kuantan again. Today is also is the day of the first lecture for this semester. Actually I'm thinking to write in this blog starting from Sunday, but there is some minor problem in doing so such as no internet connection and quite busy in preparation for the life in UiTM. For your information, I have got my result for the last semester which is 3.43 only. I don't know why I felt not so satisfied with my result but I'm still grateful to Allah because I can get as good as that for my result. Insyaallah, I will do better for next time which is in these semester. I'm lucky for these semester because my father can send me to the college. This is the first time my father can send me over to my college. Ha5. I always waiting for him to send me, but I'm very glad for this time. Furthermore, my mother and my siblings also come together without Nawwaf and Nuaim because they still in their school.
     We are depart from Tumpat in 12pm on Saturday noon. Actually we plan to depart on early morning,but there is some problems with my father's car which is the water tank was leak. My father cannot fix it by itself, so we must waiting until the workshop is open which is the earliest is at 9 am. So that's why we must change our plan. In the journey, there is not so many problems but my brothers always make some annoying request which is want water. he always like that. At home, he never can be seen in the house for a long time. For me, he is so stubborn, lazy but he is clever actually. In the car, he always said " I'm hungry, thirsty!!!" Only him that make that annoying request. Others include myself were not like that. That's why when in the journey, he always want to go to the toilet because he is the only one that drink too much of water. Then, in 7.30 p.m, we're still in Kemaman . At that time, my father make a decision to stop there and continue our journey in tomorrow morning. One more thing about my brother, he is so crazy to soccer sport. Whenever he see any soccer match, he will attracted to it and he will neglect everything include my mom and myself. Oh my God, what will happen to my brother. I recognize him like that when we're going to eat at the food restaurant at that night. There is some soccer show at other stall but we want to eat at other stall. So, he said to my mom that he ask us to call him when the food was arrived. Ha3. What a funny things. Then, in tomorrow morning, we go to a stall near to Kemaman's river to eat some breakfast. There, my father and mom order Nasi dagang which is thier favourite foo din Terengganu meanwhile my brother and I choosing Nasi Lemak. But we are regret after that because his Nasi Lemak is too sour. In the journey, I had some stomachache because of that of course. After breakfast, we taking some pictures beside the river because the scenery is so beautiful. Then we continue our journey to Kuantan. the journey only takes about 30 minutes only because the distance between Kemaman is only 40 km only.
    So, I think I will continue later for my story because I want to go eat some dinner because I have Islamic Class tonight. So, I must earlier today. Ok, see you later. Have a nice day.

Wassalam