Purposely.

Now that I blog, it makes me think of what exactly I should convey, you know.

Hidup seharian ke.
Kenangan masa lalu ke.
Family and friends ke.
Kritikan membina dan komentar ke.
Ulasan artikel-artikel global ke.

Things that can really portray me

as an average teenage girl ke.
as a globally and intellectually outspoken young lady ke.
as a girl with a 'I-don't-give-a-damn' punye attitude ke.
or perhaps just as me, being me.

Now that's funny. Coz I don't have my own identity.

Lusa mungkin raya. 1 Oktober 2008.
Esok Abah mungkin balik. Oh please. No delay please please please.

.Typhoon in Taiwan. =(

Eid Mubarak.

Happy Eid Mubarak everyone!

and don't forget to wish goodbye to Ramadhan, and pray that we'll meet again with Ramadhan next year.

sorry for everything. maaf zahir batin.
no hurt feelings =)

i'm starting from the beginning. (^o^)

Random things

These are the thoughts that dawdled in my mind since I arrived in Penang, and things I've been up to. Even though I know it's kinda lame I don't care.

#1 Learnt a new interesting vocab. It's so popular that I can't help to find the meaning of it.

Hypocrite: A person who indulges in hypocrisy.
Hypocrisy: The practice of claiming to have higher standards or more laudable beliefs than is the case.

Trusted sources (Concise Oxford English Dictionary).
It's also a dangerous word as those who wanted to use it on someone HAVE to use it on themselves first. That's the right way of using the word 'hypocrite'.

#2 Sifting through photos we snapped during our outings together. To Alamanda and also to Miss Rozana's house. I've been a skilled chicken-cleaner. We explored the kampung life and it was fun!

Background: Istana Jugra, BANTING. Shooting spot for Pont. Harum Sundal Malam. Looks kinda spooky.

Jeti.

#3 My lilbro, sisters and mom were out for work and school. Yes, I'm a full-time bibik specially imported from Banting (Although mama did most of the chores =p).
Bengong la the stray cats keep sh*tting on the grass.

#4 Read 'For one more day' while waiting for them to come home. A heart-melting story of a mother-son relationship. Even if you don't cry, it makes your eyes blink with tears.

#5 At sixes and sevens. In need of an explanation. Yes indeed.

#6 Looking forward for Abah's return from the states.

#7 Suffocating in boredom. Ironically, I feel bored when there're lots of homework to be done.

Blissful euphoria.

Coz I'm going back tomorrow =)

Midnight zombies

Today the whole class went out. 21 of us. For a buka puasa at Alamanda, Putrajaya.

Bowling.

Kami.

Today we watched a movie together.

(It’s Ramadhan I know. And this is not good so don’t follow)

Today so many conflicts occurred, which I believe will make us more united.

Today we had a stupid squabble over which movie to watch. I call it stupid coz everyone was ok after that. No point bickering anyway.

Today we played bowling together. It was fun and everyone enjoyed it.

Today we waited at the bus stop to get back to college.

Today the bus didn’t show up even though it was only 10.15 pm. The last bus normally arrived at 10.45pm.

Today we waited and waited until it was 12.00 am. Obviously, no buses will ever arrive as we’re the only group left at the bus stop.

Today, everyone played a ‘black magic’ game while waiting for the bus. The bus didn’t show up so everyone stopped playing and started to get worried.

Today, some suggested that we stay overnight at the surau, and some wanted to go back no matter what, coz it’s past midnight. Some Indonesians was looking awkwardly at us. Again, a series of polite disputes occurred.

Today we ‘lepak’ in front of Starbucks (which was already closed) and it was 1.00 am. Luckily the parents get worried and decided to fetch us. Only the girls of course coz there’re only 9 of us (we have 12 boys btw) and the car can only fit in a maximum of 8. Yes, we squeezed.

Today we arrived at the college at 2.00 am. We left the guys behind.

Today we’d like to say sorry and thanks for everything. I personally enjoyed every bit of our outing.

Today I knew I’ve hurt my friends. I’ve hurt them badly and I’m truly sorry.

Dan saya tahu saya x menjaga hak DIA hari ini. Hak sebagai seorang hambaNya.

I like to fight. Fights and disputes make the bond stronger. Peeps, no matter how harsh the fight is, I’ve learned to accept all of you for who you are. Well I hope I did.

After all, we cannot satisfy everyone.

Mereka bilang.

Oh seriously. I'm tired of this frenzy in my head. Inferiority complex. Yup. I know it's hard to feel tall when you're standing among giants. But then again, I feel exhausted of having to where high heels whenever I have to stand among these giants.

Peeps, look at the literal meaning. I'm not referring to the "bitchy kinda high heels" ok.

Ok enough with the crapping.

We've tried our best to bring up an issue that will open up the eyes of our fellow sisters. Not the same old "kecantikan wanita" thingy. Yes beauty in the eyes of a Muslim is for everyone to know. But when the same thing is presented over and over again, our friends get bored, and that creates a stigma. usrah= boring talks given by pious people.

Lets widen the scope of the usrah.

Just now, we talked about being international. It's happening in our society right now whereby people are rapidly facing development and leave religion behind.

"Come on la dude, religion is religion. Life is life la!"
Daa~

Religion is life. Doesn't matter which religion you're holding on to. The trip to Singapore really opened up my eyes. ACS is a great school, but one thing that caught our attention is the way the values of Christianity are entrenched in every aspects of their routine. Please don't get me wrong. I'm not saying that we have to read the Quran or pray non-stop 24/7 ok.

They have a morning assembly everyday whereby verses from Bible are recited. And they respect every bit of it. We don't have daily assembly-s. We only have morning doa recited through the speaker. Even this one we often neglect as we are busy rushing to classes, merely raising up our hands while walking when the doa is recited.

Come on la. Be sensible. Respect our religion.
I know I don't have any right to condemn how people respect their religion, as I myself have millions of flaws and imperfections in practicing my religion. But I'm working on it.

Saya bukan baik sangat ye.Saya bukan maksum macam Rasulullah. Saya tulis sebab saya rasa saya kena tulis.
Bear that in mind.


I miss Penang sooo much. =(

Grow up.

I look in the mirror and I see a girl looking back at me.
She told me she's going to turn 18 in 2 weeks time.
18.wow.what a number.

And it makes me think of what exactly I've been doing for the last 17 years of life.

What is it eh?
I don't think I deserve to be 18.

Sultan Muhammad al-Fateh took up the throne at the age of 19.
Salahuddin al-Ayubi lead an army at the age of 17.
and the list goes on.

There's so much for me to explore before that number is entrenched on me.


"Do you ever had a boyfriend?" A friend once asked.
Haha.HAHA.

Fasa pertama.

The first 10 days of Ramadhan has passed, whether with or without us realizing it. I’m still trying to make the best out of it, even though sometimes there are little bits and pieces of things happening around me kept pulling me away from Ramadhan.

Yeah peeps. It’s true that for the second-year students, this is our time, the compilation of all our agony, with lots of work to be submitted and essays to be completed. Sometimes I feel like suffocating. Exhausted. But not to the point of dying I guess. Still surviving on whatever’s left on me.

I feel like burying my head deep down the earth whenever the ‘counseling’ begins. I was as dull as monotonous wallpaper. Like a camouflage. And yes, I’m as boring as boring can be. I don’t have the gift of the gab. I don’t to speak to everyone. And they’re not to be blamed, as the blame is completely on me. Of course this has nothing to do with you, but everything to do with me. Sorry. This is just me being me. I rarely express when it comes to this.

Wah.Emo weh.Emo.haha.

My IELTS results had just been released today. Although it's not as good as all the other excellent JPA scholars, deep down, I must say that I'm thankful with what I get. Sometimes, I may sound as if I'm extremely disappointed, but that was just and emotional state I guess. Overall, Alhamdulillah. =)

I miss.

Ramadhan has arrived, and I daresay I’ve been missing it since last Ramadhan. Rindu~

Ramadhan is our holy month, the month where we can buckle up our iman. Some of my friends even told me that during Ramadhan, your true colour will come out, coz we cannot blame syaitan for every bad thing we did when it all comes from our own nafsu, or desire, can we?

As lively as we celebrate Hari Raya, it’ll be even better if Ramadhan is celebrated that way as well kan? I wish I’ll gain something this Ramadhan. Something that is meaningful to me. Yupps. Well I hope so.

Many people think of fasting as an excuse, you know, not to do heavy tasks, not being able to finish up assignment because of tarawih, too exhausted to present a topic in class, yada yada yada...
But actually, why are we using it as an excuse? Ramadhan is our chance to prove that fasting makes us stronger, both physically and also spiritually. It's not only a matter of starving yourself up till maghrib, it is for us to get closer to Him, aite? You learn self-restraining, and to control your desire.

As mentioned in my favourite book, the Holy Quran =)

"O ye who believe! Fasting is prescribed to you as it was prescribed to those before you, that ye may (learn) self-restraint,"

alBaqarah, 2:183

As our maid had just run away (for a reason God knows..grrrr!), mama was left alone with all the chores. Plus she's working and abah's not around and mama'll have to prepare the sahur and wake my sisters and bro and everything. And I'll only be back at the end of the month to help her out. Phew~
Must be a tough time for her. This Ramadhan certainly brings its own test for each of us. Even Abah must be facing a hard time trying to find halal food and performing tarawih.
and I myself have tonnes of workload to be done.

Hopefully we'll go through this together.(^o^)