Krik krik

This was from a person I know, 

And she is probably reading this too.

I am not remember how she put this in the exact words and tone.

So, pardon me.

"Kalau nak, buat! Kalau tak nak, toksoh. Jangang dok bagi alasang."

Oh, maybe I add a bit.

Yes, she is from Ganu.

Will you merry me?

Ini random. 

Ramai nya orang-orang nak kahwin bulan Syawal ni. Ohoi~

Daripada batchmate hinggalah kepada senior-senior.

Barakallah. Terima kasih kepada yang sudi jemput.

Baru dengar berita pasal walimah urus Kak Nab and Abang Jemi.

Wah wah wah

Tahniah both of you.

Oh, Kak Piya and Abang Syakir dah dapat baby.

Comel giloss. 

Tahniah juga =)

Nampaknya agak ramai seniors batch 0206 memilih ahli batchmates sendiri sebagai pasangan hidup.

Kalau dah jodoh~ Ustaz Kazim Elias. Pehal, tetiba.

17 Ramadan

Mak aihhh dah hari ke 17 dah weh berpuasa...

Masyaallah, sekojap jer...

Hari nie, hari yang sangat sibuk. Since pagi lagi aku dah menyimpan bilik yang tak nampak macam bilik, yer laa, baju dan kain bersepah di atas lantai. Alkisahnya, nak donate those baju yang still elok lagi kat this event yang dianjurkan oleh senior sekolah dulu, nama projek nye Baju Rayo Kito. Tu pun nampak banner kat timeline fb, kalau tak memang tak tahu pun. Tapi sumpah cool gila sebab dorang dapat kumpul beribu kot baju-baju. Tahniah!

Ni gambar pangkalan kutip baju kat Masjid Kubang Kerian.
Eh ni bukan gambar aku. Curik kat FbTibang. Tak salah kan.

Siap-siap packing baju kurung semua, letak dalam plastik. Aku ni pesen penyayang sikit. Baju kurung aku dari aku darjah lima sampai skang masih ada dalam almari. Tadi umi suruh kutip dema ja semua. Hoi, susah susah semua ada sentimental value gitu... (Banyak lah sentimental value)

Umi: Amik lah baju kurung biru tu bagi kat charity tuh. (merujuk baju favorite aku sepanjang zaman)

Me: Tapi sayang lah yang tu. Afa pakai lagi even kat Ky pon.

Umi: Baju rayo form 1 lagi kea? tiap kali umi mari sekolah hari Jumaat mesti Afa pakai baju tuh.

Me: Yakk berigak. =.=

Well, people said, the things that you would like to give to other people must be the thing that you love the most, not the one that you do not want anymore. So, I gave up the baju kurung. Thank you for berbakti to me for eight years. I love you.

And after that, terus pergi bantu projek Sebungkus Kuih Ramadan anjuran mahasiswa/mahasiswi Uk, Eire yang dari Kelate. Kami start packing those kuih pukul 3 and agihkan after Asar. Seronok lah! Enjoy buat kerja ramai-ramai nih. Macam-macam doa dapat from the people whom we gave the kuih. Alhamdulillah.

Aku agihkan sekitar Pasar Besar Siti Khadijah. The most exciting part was when you put the kuih senyap-senyap kat tepi homeless pakcik/makcik yang tengah tidur di lantai simen beralaskan surat khabar. I felt like Santa Claus. Seriyes tak tipu.

Kuih-kuih yang bakal diagihkan

Geng-geng Kelate. 

So, hopefully I can join more event yang macam ni. Baru tak bosan hidup. Ni asyik duduk kat rumah bergaduh dengan adik. Eh.

p/s: Monn, aku copy paste gambar mu. Halalkan deh. ;P

Woman will be woman

Setiap hari, sebelum amik kunci kereta dekat papan kunci, jauh merenung kunci kereta yang tersusun, nak drive Gen 2 or Kancil.. 

Umi: Afa naik kancil la kecil sikit.

Me: Meme suko naik kancil pun.

Frankly speaking, I prefer driving kancil (manual) more than Gen 2 (Auto). Why? Just because usually, Kancil's fuel is long lasting and the size is small, so, I can easily get a parking space. But somehow today, I was about to go to Post Office and Kema's house, then my Umi called to pick her up at school. I already sat in the kancil. Then I realized, "Weyhh, pahal minyak tak dop ni.... Semalam baru isi... Sob3" And tak payah teka, ni memang Abangman punya kerja.. (Tapi memang Kancil tu kereta dia pon).

So, dengan jam di tangan sudah lambat dari waktu yang sepatutnya, dan perasaan malas nak pergi stesen minyak, aku berlari mengambil kunci kereta Gen2. Entah kenapa banyak sangat berfikir tentang surat yang kena hantar secepat mungkin, accomodation booking tak settle lagi dan dah janji dengan Kema akan sampai rumah dia pukul 2, 

"ZAPPP!"

Oh no! Oh no! OMG! Abahhhhhhhhhh! (walaupun abah tak da kat rumah)

Sisi kereta dah terlanggar tepi pagar. Dem dem dem... Istighfar Syifa... Ah, mati aku, mati aku, mati aku.

Keluar dari kereta, tengok-tengok tepi kereta dah tercalar memnampakkan garisan panjang. Waaa....

Rekod memandu aku yang bersih selama tiga tahun telah dirobek-robek di pangkalan rumah sendiri.

Tak tahu nak bagitahu siapa, buat muka rilek walaupun cuak yang teramat sebenarnya, dan proceed ke sekolah umi... Laporkan berita kat umi, "Umi oyak doh kea, guna kancil.. Tu laa, dop dengar sangat"

On your face Syifa. 

Balik dari rumah kawan dengan Kema,  semua kereta abah, abang-abang dah ada di rumah... Ni lah dia, masa untuk melaporkan berita malang kepada bos-bos besar. Bos-bos besar di rumah adalah orang-orang yang sangat sensitif pasal kereta, kereta merupakan bayi mereka yakni Abah, AbangMan dan Aboy. Nampak abah di ruang tamu, dengan muka seposen, perlahan jer langkah menuju ke Abah.

"Abah, Afa tepuh pagar tadi"

Abah mengangkat muka dari fon beliau.

"Hah, pahtu? Kemik ko? Tepuh mano?"

Aku membalas lagi,

"Dop kemik, calar jah. Tadi maso nok tubik amik Umi"

Dengan pantas Abah ke halaman rumah untuk memeriksa kecederaan pada 'bayi'nya.

Aku pula dengan pantas berlari ke tingkat atas bagi menyembunyikan perasaan bersalah.

Dalam hati berkira-kira, patutkah aku berbuka puasa dengan air kosong sahaja di dalam bilik pada hari ini? Hahh gituuu... Bersalah sungguh perasaannya..

Tapi aku turun juga ke dapur menolong umi menyiapkan sajian berbuka puasa.

Selepas berbuka, Umi membuat announcement di meja makan mengenai kejadian yang berlaku.

Abangman sudah bersorak girang mendengar berita tersebut untuk menyakitkan hati aku. Manakala adik lelaki sudah pun tersengih seperti kerang busuk meraikan kecuaian aku. Abah pun berkata, "Ala, sikit jah calarnyo" Aku akhirnya menurunkan siku membuat isyarat "YES!" abah tak marah. hahahahahaha

Seterer-terer perempuan memandu kereta, terer tersebut hanyalah 15% sahaja skil memandu si lelaki. Dan untuk puasa kali ini, aku terpaksa hidup dengan abang-abang yang annoying dan adik lelaki yang suka membuli aku. Kakakku di rumah beliau manakala adik perempuan pula di kolej. Terpaksa lah aku malayan kerenah anak-anak teruna yang pelik di rumah.

"Afa, basuh pinggan Abangman!"

"Afa gi isi minyak kereta nuh!"

"Kakfa, adik nak air bandung!"

"Kakfa, adik pulok nak main ipad!"

Huh.

Muslim Overseas Camp

Alhamdulillah

Selesai sudah my most probably last event as Kyuem student for this year, which is Muslim Overseas Camp.

I can't describe how grateful I am for joining this camp.

There was a time in Ky when, I was really hesitate to join this camp because I have no offer yet. And I told that to Amni, 

"Meni, aku patut gi ke camp nih? Aku rase rendah diri laa weh, nanti program with uni representatives, aku nak gi duk kat uni mana?"

And yes, that feeling was very very hard and uncertain. However, atas nasihat from those great friends of mind, and also selepas lama gila berfikir seorang diri, aku finally decide,

"Tak pa lah, camp ni ilmu. Pergi sebab nak belajar, betulkan niat.."

And yes, I signed up for it. 

And tell you what I am not regretting it. The camp was the best camp that I'd ever joined. In Ky, I joined several camps which were Muslim Youth Camp, Muslim Leadership Camp and finally this Muslim Overseas Camp. Moc was held at Ilsas, Bangi. Although the place was very near to Cik Su Ra's house, I was not able to make myself free to visit her because of the programs and puasa. Tak pa lah kan. 

What I got from the camp,

I got a lot of knowledge from the whole program. Fiqh of travelers was my favorite. Kami didedahkan mengenai banyak perkara yang kami semua patut tahu seperti solat. Solat di atas kapal terbang, jama', qasar, khuf, tayammun, determining waktu solat, solat di tempat awam and ect. Kami juga diceritakan tentang how to handle our cooking utensils, can we share them with our non-muslims housemates and so on..

From Ust Ridha' talk, he use lots of provocations in his talk. He explained how to become Muslims by value.

And what caught my interest was during Ust Hasrizal's talk, beliau ada menekankan tentang, bagaimana kita sebagai orang yang berdoa sanggup berubah untuk doa kita kepada Allah. Contohnya, kita nak suami/isteri yang perfect, baik macam ustaz/ustazah tapi adakah kita sanggup berkorban kepada yang lebih baik agar bersesuaian dengan doa kita? Kalau aku buat contoh tentang diri aku, aku siang malam doa nak buat Medic bagai, tapi sanggupkah aku berubah menjadi pelajar yang lebih rajin dan taat kepada Allah agar bersesuaian dengan doa aku? It is all about pengorbanan. Mmm...

Dan pasal para fasi pulak, aku dapat Kak Aina dan Kak Syaza sebagai fasi. Seronok sebab dari Ky lagi dah memang rapat dengan mereka. Enjoy dengan perkongsian mereka especially cerita Kak Syaza tentang housemate beliau. Dan seronok juga jumpa kaka tersayang Kak Adah, Kak Ain dan Kak Tipah super seniors yang selama ini sentiasa memberikan kata-kata semangat melalui fb namun tidak pernah bersua. Kak Anah, kak Waida, Kak Syamilah, Kak Fai dan semualah.. Banyak dapat ilmu daripada mereka..

Semoga dengan program ini dapat membuatkan aku makin berusaha menjadi Muslim yang lebih baik. InsyaAllah.. 

KEEP CALM AND LIVE ACCORDING TO YOUR FAITH ^^

p/s: Sedih, mungkin susah hendak ketemu rakan-rakan Ky yang bakal menjau dan bertebaran di bumi Uk. Nabila, Jida, Mas, Aiqa, Fazi, Yana, Nani, Nada, Aisyah, Syifa', Husna, Ain, Mirah, Arfa, Iman, dan yang lain.. At least bebudak Kelantan still boleh jumpa dengan kerap.. Aku doakan yang terbaik buat kita semua.. Ukhwah fillah... Jaga diri, jaga peribadi, jaga iman.. =')

Poor kitten

Sob sob sob

Nak tahu satu fakta tak? Rumah aku banyak gila kucing. Seriyes banyak. Pernah mencecah bilangan dua angka kotttt.. Yer la, kalau tiga angka tu menipu la pulak. So, dijadikan cerita kucing-kucing ini dipelihara atas dasar unintended reasons. Mula-mula kasi si mama kucing makan  sebab kesian sewaktu ia pertama kali melawat ke rumah aku jer. Wah wah wah kau, dah bagi makan suka pula yer nak teros bermaustautin kat rumah aku, siap beranak pinak lagi kau. Boleh boleh silakan. Almaklumlah makan free, sapa tak nak beb. Lagi pun, bulu depa cantik, shiny, tak payah guna syampoo. Baka baik barangkali.

Aku tak ingat nama si mama kucing tersebut, banyak sangat dah kucing. Dah macam pusat pemeliharaan haiwan liar dah aku rasa. Hahaha. Asal aku balik kolej je, ada muka baru, bukan seekor, empat lima ekor kau! 

Dan nak dijadikan cerita, hari ini abang aku nak pergi jemput Umi dari sekolah. Selalunya kucing-kucing yang bertebaran di rumah aku, akan bertempiaran lari disebabkan bunyi enjin kereta yang kuat. So, abang aku dengan selamba reverse kereta tanpa rasa bersalah. 

"Miowwwwwwww!"

"Okey, what was that??" katanya aku yang lek lek depan tv menonton tiga rencah tiga rasa. Berlari-lari anak aku ke arah sliding door untuk melihat situasi cemas tersebut. Oh no, seekor kucing telah terkorban akibat dilenyek dengan tidak sengaja oleh si abang. Innalillah.. Abang aku dengan muka yang pucat, menyalahkan si mati yang tidak mengelak sewaktu beliau me'reverse' kereta (aku pun tak faham kenapa beliau seolah-olah bercakap dengan si mati, mungkinkah beliau dalam state denial?) Aku hanya mampu melihat dari sudut sliding door dengan perasaan yang tidak dapat ditafsir. Nasib baik aku tak da emotional attachment sangat dengan si mati, yer lah, nama ia pun aku baru tahu hari ni. Tapi ko bayangkanlah perasaan adik aku yang baru balik dari sekolah apabila menerima berita ini. Dari ia kecil adik aku tatang bagai minyak yang penuh... (OK, aku berdrama)

So, populasi kucing di rumah aku makin berkurangan. Sebab apa tajuk di atas poor kitten? Sebab kucing tersebut selalu di'caught red handed' oleh aku menyusu di bulan Ramadan walaupun size ia dah tak macam anak kucing sangat dah pun. Bertuah kau kucing meninggal dunia di bulan Ramadan, semoga tenanglah kau di sana. 

Asal kucing tengah menyusu jer aku amik gambar.
Adakah aku seorang pervert?

Gambar si mati tiada di atas, Gambar di atas adalah adik beradik si mati. Mmm.. Comel gilos mereka. Si mati pon comel juga. Walaupun aku macam rilek je, seriyes aku tetap sedih. Sob sob sob... 

='(

Of nasi bungkus and teh panas

Status: This post was about my high school memories. It is not too late for you to close the tab. ^^

When I was in form 4 back then in Faris Petra, everything were very new to me. The science subjects, Phys, Bio and Chem. I even got C for Chemistry in most of the exams that year. Well, C for Chemistry. Got it? HAhahA.. I was sad. But me, myself not very sure why it was very hard for me to score for Chem. Padahal cikgu aku cikgu terbaik atas dunia kot, Cikgu Ramli, guru cemerlang lagi. And what was more epic was for Biology, B was always my favorite. Seriyesli aku tak plan pun weh. Nasib baik tak da grade P. Kalau tak P laa for Physics. hehe.. Tapi Physics okey plak, macam senang je nak dapat A. And memang waktu form 4 suka gila Physics. 

Sebenar benarnya, masa lower form subject favorite ialah Geography. Sedih la tak da Geog masa upper form. Lepas tu memandangkan EST telah dimansuhkan dari syllabus, kami budak 4 Alpha dengan gediknya menambah subjek prinsip perakaunan aka PA. Yang ni memang bukan taste aku. Lansung tak. 

So, nak dijadikan cerita, aku telah memilih secara rawaknya subjek favorite tahun tersebut. Pemenangnya adalah Add Maths. Wahaha. Sebenarnya lagi sekali, aku suka la sikit sikit Maths, tapi pada tahun tersebut kelas aku telah mendapat khidmat Cikgu Mukhtar sebagai cikgu Maths kami. Hoi kau, kelas cikgu Mukhtar best gila. Dia ajar sikit jer Maths. Kalau ada masa dalam 45 minit, 15 minit jer beliau ajar. Ayat favorite beliau, "Ala, saya malas nak ajar banyak-banyak. Senang sangat. Boring tau boring. Tak mencabar. Baik kita buat Addmaths".. Dan dengan itu masa yang berbaki banyak lagi, kami gunakan untuk membuat latihan Addmaths. BEST!!

Dan begitulah hidup kami sekelas selama setahun. Waktu kelas Maths buat Addmaths dan waktu Addmaths pula dah sah-sah kena buat Addmaths. Dan masa aku form 5 pon, aku masih cari cikgu Mukhtar untuk solvekan soalan terbengkalai walaupun beliau tidak mengajar kelas aku untuk tahun tersebut. 

Dan paling aku suka pasal cikgu Mukhtar, beliau sangat sempoi. Cara beliau mengajar, cara beliau nak punish student (wah wah), cara beliau nak lari daripada assembly yang panjang meleret dan semua lah. Beliau juga seorang yang sangat berjimat cermat. Beliau akan bawa termosk berisi air teh dari rumah dan nasi bungkus ke sekolah. Katanya makanan kat kafe mahal weh (memang mahal pon). Kalau boleh nak pesan nasi bungkus juga daripada beliau. Oh rindu kelas Maths beliau. Semoga Allah merahmati beliau. Amin.

Heartbeats

To think of future, I feel so scared of what might be happening.

Astaargfirullahalazim..

That's why Allah has said that "Indeed I am the best planner of all.."

Because for us to predict of what might happen, 

we can go crazy or can not sleep or eat..

Leave the future for Him to decide.. 

And us to pray.

Syifa, you'll be fine.

you'll be fine.

YOU'LL BE FINE 

Amin ya Rabbal Alamin.

Once upon a Ramadan #1

Wah wah kemaen ada part 1 bagai,

Semalam yakni pada waktu malam hari sebelumnya,

diri ini terfikir untuk stay up sahaja sehingga sahur oleh sebab badan tidak menunjukkan simptom-simptom untuk tidur. Lantas, dalam keadaan yang gelap dan hening, tangan menekan butang play pada tv untuk menonton 'Hansel and Gretel the witch hunters'..

Namun malangnya, fikiran lebih banyak melayang berbanding fokus pada cerita di hadapan yang mempunyai unsur 'action' yang sangat dasyat...

Dulu, sewaktu berumur 7 tahun, aku adik dan abang selalu berjaga malam di bulan Ramadan. Kerana percayakan kata nenek dan datuk "Bulan Puasa, syaitan iblis semua kena rantai, jadi takdela mende nak kacau demo semuaenye.." kami kanak-kanak sekalian tiba-tiba menjadi berani yang tidak semena di bulan Ramadan. Pada suatu malam, kami bertiga berbaring di common room di tingkat 2. Berbual-bual mengenai kartun menjadi kelaziman. Membincangkan perihal bagaimana Bulma si gila-gila boleh terkahwin dengan Bezita yang serius? Serta adakah Trunks sebaya dengan Goten? Dan mengenai betapa meluatnya aku melihat perilaku Hikari yang lembik ingin meraih perhatian Daisuke dan Takeru dalam Digimon serta betapa cantiknya gym leader Celadon City yang bernama Erika.. Semua isu inin adalah serius bagi kami..

Dan sewaktu satu pertiga malam tersebut, si abang telah mencadangkan agar kami semua tidur di balcony. Balcony kami bukanlah balcony yang proper kerana tidak mempunyai penghadang dan agak kotor berpasiran dan open air. Tanpa menunggu persetujuan majoriti, si abang telah membuka pintu balcony yang maha susah untuk dibuka dengan gigihnya.. Setelah berjaya membuka pintu tersebut, aku dan si adik diarahkan untuk memunggah toto dan bantal-bantal.. Kami menghamparkan toto lalu berbaring memandang langit. Subhanallah, masih teringat betapa cantiknya langit pada waktu itu dihiasi dengan bintang-bintang.. Even kanak-kanak pun sudah memahami erti keindahan ciptaan Allah.

Kami bertiga meneruskan perbincangan kami di luar rumah di atas balcony tersebut dengan bertemankan udara yang sumpah sejuk tapi nyaman... Siap pasang lagu raya lagi wahahaha.. Kalau bukan bulan Ramadan, mana mungkin kami berani untuk berada di luar rumah semalam... Dan kami berjaga sehinggalah waktu sahur. Sebelum Inche Abah datang mengejutkan kami, kami telah bersiap2 packing dan masuk ke dalam rumah serta berpura-pura tidur di tempat yang sepatutnya.. Manakan tidak, kalau rahsia kami berjaga diketahui Puan Umi, sudah tentu beliau menggunakan specialty beliau dalam memberi nasihat yang membina secara bertubi-tubi...

Dan dengan itu, kami semua ke sekolah dengan wajah yang kuyu dan tidak bermaya. Rakan-rakan sedarjah sudah pasti menyangkakan bahawasanya kami penat berpuasa....

Once upon a time during Ramadan

Bismillah

Being able to celebrate Ramadan for the whole month, insyaAllah, is one very rare occasion. For years, seven years to be exact, I was not able to enjoy Ramadan at home, Alhamdulillah, this year 2013, I am finally at home! Selalunya sempat berpuasa di rumah dalam 2-3 hari macam itu jer. Due to living in boarding school and college. So, this year is going to be a blast!

I like performing terawikh at the Masjid Al-Ahmadi which is the mosque in front of my house. I grew up in there. When I was a kid, my friends sekampung and I always gathered at the mosque after Asar to play games. We played polis sentri, lompat getah, hide and seek, and other traditional games there. The mosque's compound is very spacious, so, we declared it as our favorite spot besides the padang nearby. 

There was one Ramadan, probably when I was a five years-old-girl, I went to the mosque during solat terawikh and prayed only two rakaat of terawikh then I got tired and took off my telekung. After that I went out of the the tempat solat, to find out my friends were gathering di bahagian belakang masjid. They are playing 'lompat-lompat' from one color of the carpet to another. (you know that karpet di masjid kan ada garisan-garisan dua warna untuk memudahkan proses meluruskan saf). And the level gets tougher, macam main lompat jauh, to see who jumped the furthest. Well, I had no idea why they were playing that game but kids,,,, they invent games out of random things.

So, I had no mood to play along so I just sat there and watched them play. But unfortunately, they became very loud with the laughter and screaming, there was one angry pakcik came and scolded us all. Some of us managed to slip away, but I was one of the victims. Padahal aku duduk tercongok je tengok dorang, pun terkena tempias. weyhehe.... 

And he said to us, if we'd ever came again, make sure to stay quiet to respect those who pray.

After the witir, there was announcement advising parents to take care of the children and if possible do not bring along under-aged kids to the mosque. My umi then lipat maut berpaling kat aku dengan jelingan lagi tajam daripada Tan Sri SM Salim or Ct Nurhaliza unruk memastikan adakah pengumuman itu ditujukan khas untuk aku. Ha ha

Now, masjid di depan rumah sudah melami banyak proses peng'upgrade'an. The compound is getting smaller due to tambahan binaan-binaan and the best part is, the masjid now have airconds weh. Dan dengan itu ia menambahkan kekhusyukan aku tatkala solat dalam keadaan sejuk dan nyaman. Hah gitu... Eh riyak. Astargfirullah. 

Hehehehe..

But still I missed Masjid Semesta in Faris Petra. The only masjid that I'd ever experienced yang jemaahnya almost always exceed the capability of the female prayer room sampai kena hampar tikar kat bawah untuk makcik2 outsiders untuk solat. Tu pon sebab semua pelajar kena paksa pergi masjid for Terawikh. Hahahahahahahaha

Ok Bai. Eh Bye.

KYUEM: Maaa chaletsss

Bismillah

Living in Kyuem was very fun.

I am a 'nomad' person kinda girl. What that supposes to mean?

Well, if you were to know any of my girlfriends in Ky, you can ask them how often I went visiting their chalets. Haha.. And for the reason above, my chaletmates often complained on how quickly I disappeared from their sights tak kira pagi atau malam atau tengah malam.

Here, I will unravel my favorite chalets in Ky based on my own favoritism and regularity going to the respective chalet. But please bear in mind, I had never remembered the chalet's number, but I do remember where the chalet was. (op kos laa, klu tempat pun tak hingat macam mana nak pergi yer dak??)

1. L-28 (yang ni jer ingat nombor chalet. Kerap sangat kot pergi melawat. =P)

This was Amni, Nabila, and Fad 's chalet. These three persons were the earliest people I befriended in Ky. Nab's room, study table and bed always welcomed me as the second owner of the room. During As exam and A-level trial exam, I slept at this chalet for months. Because Nabuu always complained if I 'berkhayal' and tertido while studying. That kept me awake all the time. And Fad always offered herself to make nescaffe for me. What a conducive place, haha.. I usually returned to my (actual) chalet after Subuh. Many juniors thought I was originally from this chalet. Oh well..

2. Azie's chalet

Azie was one of my besties in college. The reasons why I went to her chalet because she was very smart especially in Chemistry. Usually we will stay up late to study and before sleeping in common room, we will watch one episode of The Big Bang Theory. Yeay! In Azie's chalet, there were Diyana, Amal and Ha. All of them welcomed me whole-heartedly. Eh, ye ke? Or aku jerk yang perasan... Hahaha.. And and and  in Azie's chalet, there was microwave which was used to cook maggi for us. hehehe..

3. Ema's chalet.

I also didn't remember the chalet's number.. But I also frequently visited this chalet. And the reason for me being here was to learn Maths with Ema! Usually I will do the exercises on her bed while she used her study table. And when I have a question, then I will go kacau her. And I also preferred to used Ema's common room during the weekends. Why? because the internet in Kampung Diamond was superbly fast and their common room's aircond was very sejuk. Yeay! Firah, May and Shu Wan were Ema's chaletmates.

4. Husna's Chalet.

Husna was my Chemistry classmates. Whenever there were any unfinished homeworks, I will go to Husna's chalet. And not to mention, Husna is the person who always listened to my problems. The nicest girl I'd ever met. The one who is always with comforting words and nasihat. Aku sangat-sangat kerap ke chalet Husna sewaktu sem 1 dan sem 2. Husna woke up very early in the morning. Like seriously awal. So, whenever I stay a night in her chalet, I can wake up early. Yayy!

5. L-50 or L55

This was Syifa', Masturah, Jida and Aisyah's chalet. I always go to their chalet during weekends. To learn Maths from Syifa' (the most brilliant Mathematian I'd ever known), to revise Bio and Chem with Mas and to revise Statistics 2 with Jida. This was the most kiasu chalet from my point of view. Whenever I went there, Syifa' will be in the common room to teach her anak-anak murid Maths, others will quietly kiasuing in their respective rooms. And the 'feeling' in the chalet was like 'you must study, you have to study'. Hahh gitu. Aura kiasu yang maha hebat. Serius tak tipu.

6. Ain's  and Dayah's chalet.

This was the best place to chit chat. Hahaha.. And Dayah, is the most hardworking businesswoman in Ky. I bought lots of things from her. =)

7. Last but not least Amalina's chalet.

The place where I study Chem and Bio paper 5. Amalina was very kind on answering most of my unclear questions. 

So tinggal la katil bilik aku yang tidak terusik akibat sikap tuan empunya bilik
yang suka merantau. kihkihkih,, Entah kali ke berapa upload gambo ni sbb
tak jumpa gambo len. Hahaha.

So, that's it. See, how I banyak berjalan jalan ke chalet orang len? Because I am a type of person, who cepat boring and mengantuk bila berkurung sengsorang dalam bilik. Especially in the afternoon. Mengantuk tak hengat. Hahaha..

Thank you to all my fwennsss for letting be your unexpected guest all the time. I love u so much.

Happy Ramadan.

1 Ramadan 1434

10th July 2013

Alhamdulillah, Alhamdulillah, Alhamdulillah

Semoga hari-hari akan datang di bulan yang penuh keberkatan ini semakin 

mendekatkan diri kepada Allah swt.

Syifa, 

Jaga hati, jaga ibadat, jaga diri.

Allahuakbar.

Indeed, He is the best Planner of all.

IB

Suka, happy, gembira, seronok.

Kawan-kawan IB dah tahu results.

Most of them did great.

Many congratulations I wish to my schoolmates, Mat Jo, Che Su, Azim.

And also classmate for a week, Miss Alia Delaila. To Syardielah kawan sama-sama banyak jodoh, asyik jumpa jer, because of the school events and she is also adik Kak Syarmim. Kawan-kawan berkepit semasa job attachment kat HUSM, Julia and Syakirin. Fatiniey, kawan from Naim Lilbanat.

Tahniah weyh.

Hebat gila.

May Allah bless all of you =)

Joy and Laughter

Che Di: Fa, bakpo koho gelap loni? Maen tengoh panah ko?

Me: Gelap ko? mno ado.

Che Di: hom laa, gelap bbanding dulu.

Me: Eh yo eh? Hah sudohh

Kak Ee: Haha, Fa keno maen.

But seriously, I think I am getting darker. What had happen to me?

I mean Ky has the most sheltered walkways I'd ever seen..

Kat Faris pon tak sebanyak Ky.

Anyway, I went to school for KOT. But really I went there just for the sake of meeting with Kema, Bit, Kak Eee, and Che Di. Not to mention, coincidentally a mini reunion was held. Unintentionally.

I met Apom, Solah, Yed, Bey, Syafiq, Che Su, Peja, Paeh, Paih, Syah, Piju and Wong. All of us then, 'lepak' at kedai Haikal and after that we all went to Kb Futsal Arena.

And for the record, after seven years Mahathir won the title of 'Overall Champion', but this year Hussein won! I was very shocked. Tahniah Hussein! Especially to Zarith, this year vice capt.

Udah besar Zarith, dulu kecik jer. Haha.

Damn! Why I always tend to close my eyes in pictures. Picture from Sya.
I seriously shud wear red.

KYUEM: #rinduuuuu Ky

Orang kata, kalau rindu luahkan.

Memandangkan belum sampai dua minggu jer pun aku meninggalkan KYUEM,

so, nak feeling-feeling ghinduu boleh tak?

Alaaaa, bak kata abah,

tempat bermain polis sentri lagikan dikenang, 

inikan pula tempat tido, belajar, bergelak riang, menanges terlolong, and bermuram durja selama 2 tahun.

Yer dakkk?

Surau as saad. Video night

Western night. Most people hate the spaghetti. But I like it.
They were not too bad

Tutorial group

Bangsawan

Cleanest chalet kotttt woot woooottttt

The basketball teams. Sapphire and Diamond

People I love in Spideys

Tu dia Anep rapping

Tempat melepak sementara nak tunggu
kelas bio and chem

Asyik maen water sprinkler jer

Happy faces after performing chromatography

Malas nak tulis panjang-panjang. Tengok gambo lagi best an an?

Told ya

Sometimes you made a stupid mistake without you ever notice it.

And when you do it is too late to look back.

And the only thing you can do left is to act like you never do it.

Because the more you deny and talk about it, 

the more people like to remind you about what had happened.

Seriously, I hate it.

Hate being told about my mistake over,over and over again.

I knew it.

Do not keep telling me about it.

And if you do, 

I have no courage to face you again.

Because the more you remind me about it,

the more I hate talking to you.

End of story.

And tell you what, I am really good at moving on.

Especially when I know that you are not so important to me.

And one day, please don't be too awkward

if I say 'Who are you?' or 'Have we met?'

As simple as that.

So whenever we met, please bear in mind.

Yours sincerely,

Friend?

p/s: Enough with emo post. I had just finished reading 'The Undomestic Goddes' and now currently reading 'Where Rainbows End'