What mood is BLUE???

Colors and mood...

Someone had told me that both of these terms are related and give profound effect to our mood and feeling..whether it's a  fact or not..I can't give you the answer..but the fact is now i'm feeling totally sad and blue represents my tone at the moment..knowing the truth that I've lost a friend..(u can read my previous post).

I'd checked my Fb and farewell wishes were flooding my site..i read them all and felt really touch..A man who was just the same age as me has already gone. Buried along with him an ambitions, dream and aspiration that will not be a reality...Allah has planned everything perfectly and He knows what's best for him...

I couldn't resist that every single event that occurs in this world is attached with Hikmah (wisdom)...a lesson that we have to learn from it and rectify ourselves from dragging away...There are three things which is beyond the control of human 1. Death and life span 2. Fate 3. Substances (correct me if i'm wrong)..Those had already been stated in Luh Mahfuz and we as a human can only change those by dua (hard pray) and tireless effort...

It's not a false to plan your life n future as if you'l be living in this world for 100 years but all the way we have to remember that life is short and it's unpredictable..God can take whoever he wants just like that...I've facing the lost before and it was so hard for me..two very important people in my life had left me..i cannot explain how bitter my life is..For me it's a test that all of us will and have to face...I know that they are all good people and God took them away coz He loves them..

Ya Allah please accept their worship...

Ya Allah please accept their good deeds..

Ya Allah protect them from punishment..

Ya Allah bless them and grant them with Jannah..

Ya Allah put them together with para Solihin..

Ya Allah don't let us who are still living on your world astray..

Guide us to the right way..

Dont neglect us..

Ya Allah please direct us to the right path and away from Your wrath..

Ya Allah please accept my dua

Ya Allah Please take my BLUE away ..ameen...

Till death do us apart..

27th June 2010 at 9.45..a friend of mine has been taken away..

إنا لله وإنا إليه راجعون

To Allah we Belong and to Him we Return

Al-Fatihah

to Shirazi Bin Ibrahim

3 years being his classmate was such a memorable thing that I couldn't forget. As I still remember he is one of the earliest TESLian that i ever known and he is the first person of telling me Terengganu words that couldn't understand at that very moment.. "Mulla-Mulla", wearing Rabbit suite during the English camp performance, driving white proton saga with the plat number TK XXX and listless memories that i couldn't state here.Every time i'm flashing back that moment it'll surely curve a smile on my face. Even though i rarely talk to him we still make good friend, he seldom talk but once he did he'll make people around laugh..that's him

I was learned that he died of motorbike accident, due to critical bleeding in the brain..On 26th June 2010 I received a message from a friend telling me that he'd involved in an accident..It doesn't sound serious to me -at-the-first place coz I was informed that he just lost control of the motorbike and fell down..Sadly his head hit the road hard that caused him to serious bleeding. 

At 3.00pm i tried to call Hanif Sidek to get latest update bout Syirazi's condition. An unknown girl picked up the phone and told me that he was in coma..She said that everyone were waiting for him to get back in conscious..i felt a bit relief coz i got a strong feeling that he will make it..But Allah knows better..He failed and still in unconscious till 7.00 pm..Around 10.00 pm i received a shocking massage telling that he was not in this world anymore..he had blissfully left all of us..

I could't bear my sadness coz i was not there and maybe can't be able to be there to pay my last respect towards him..All i can do is hard pray that Allah would accept his worship and all his good deeds, rewards him by infinite folds and easy accounts..and most importantly grant him jannatul Firdaus with good people..ameen.

Missssss my blog so much

Assalamualaikum

 

It's been a while i've not met my blog...almost 2 month i guess..it is not that i'm short of ideas of what to write..i think my fingers are just too heavy to 'dance on the keyboard' and there's no force for me to put myself in front of the laptop and vomiting ideas..well i know of some bloggers who were dropping encouraging words to me to continue writing..I really appreciate your support dear friends and InsyaAllah i'll dig out ideas and topics to make sure my blog will be alive again..

Actually I've drafted few articles to be posted..It's merely a simple writing but taking me years to finish it..haha..the articles are actually based on what I've read on few books lately..I really wish it could benefit the readers and newcomers..Ok till then..I need to stop now coz..my sisters are lining up to use the internet since we're not using wireless at home...till we meet again with some fresh ideas and input...

Looking for ciimon...

haven't really been checking my blog lately coz i'm filling my 3 days time with sleep, watching movies and futsal tournament instead of reading book for my last paper which is today..LOL!!!

What did i do for the last 3 days?..ok reported from Tanjong Malim...ekeke

Kayaked down the lake...

GREAT!!! a word to express my day...this is my second time kayaking and really enjoy it. It's not something easy as uol see with ur bare eyes..need abundant supply of energy to move the boat which is 100% relying on your both arms..I push myself really hard to move the boat around the lake and reach the ending point where i've started (I must + have to..rather than stuck alone in the middle of the lake)..But as i keep oaring i found that it's just a kid stuff..~turning to be a pro ecehh~.All u need to do is to balance urself and know how to control the paddle..opps plus keep track and don't be panic or else the boat will roll back..Thanks to the green and beautiful scenery that keep me away of the tiredness + Thanks to all for making my day in TM live-able..

Better to sit and watch over the expert 

to do the kayak..flat enough..phewww

 

Style of a pro..looking ahead where will 

his future be..

                                                                a deep muse of Herman. 

A boat for the beginner

especially 4 person like me

(2 sits are better coz we can leave our partner oaring alone while the other one is jst a silent partner)

sorry Aisyah LoL!!

They are the star

What's next!!!

Futsal...

One thing I hated most ...B4...is playing outdoor game and I don't know what the he** am I doing at the court last night..LoL...I'm no good in any sports and never think of playing any of which till there's  one day when Syirah organized a tournament and unexpectedly our girl's team was lack of player, I put aside all my senses that sport is dreadful so I offered myself to join the team...Wooooww..all i can just say is "Futsal is awesome man.."  Thanks to Daha n Syirah for working so hard to make all the tournaments in this semester happened..Since we're living in such a poor uni. with poor facilities so the best way to have fun is to fork out money from our own pocket (that is how i value it).LOL..We need to find available futsal court ourselves. At the end of the game still there's no winner or looser since the winner will not get any prizes else we need to pay for the court..pokai..pokaiiiii...

To be honest we (girls' team) are not as good as the boy's team.. we just play about half an hour and go flat..unrest grasping for air..hahaha..yet we are good at cheer leading a.k.a giving support + criticize while the boy' team is playing...wink2...

1. The girls are waiting for their turn
2. Eugene the scholar, Jag with the colorful pants, Faiz wif  sexy pose & Drogba a.k.a romeo

3. Think twice to take them as model..

4. Organizersszzzz

                                                                          5. TESL upc

6. I would call them The Pillars..lol..need another one pillar the make it more stronger.

7. Syirah is giving a shot for our team..GOALLLLLLLL!!!!!!

 .

 “Daddy……it hurts”

HAVE A SOUL!!!
My name is Chris ,
I am three,
My eyes are swollen..
I cannot see.

I must be stupid,
I must be bad,
What else could have m ade ,
My daddy so mad?

I wish I were better,
I wish I weren’t ugly,
Then maybe my Mommy,
Would still want to hug me.

I can’t do a wrong,
I can’t speak at all,
Or else I’m locked up,
All day long.

When I’m awake,
I’m all alone,
The house is dark,
My folks aren’t home.

When my Mom does come home,
I’ll try and be nice,
So maybe I’ll just get,
One whipping tonight.

I just heard a car,
My daddy is back,
From Charlie’s bar

I hear him curse,
My name is called ,
I press myself,
Against the wall.

I try to hide,
From his evil eyes,
I’m so afraid now,
I’m starting to cry.

He finds me weeping,
Calls me ugly words,
He says its my fault,
He suffers at work.

He slaps and hits me,
And yells at me more,
I finally get free,
And run to the door.

He’s already locked it,
And I start to bawl,
He takes me and throws me,
Against the hard wall.

I fall to the floor,
With my bones nearly broken,
And my daddy continues,
With more bad words spoken.

‘I’m sorry!’, I scream,
But it’s now much to late,
His face has been twisted,
Into a unimaginable shape.

The hurt and the pain,
Again and again,
O please God, have mercy!
O please let it end!

And he finally stops,
And heads for the door,
While I lay there motionless,
Sprawled on the floor.

My name is Chris ,
I am three,
Tonight my daddy,
Murdered me.

And you can help,
Sickens me to the soul,
If you read this,
And don’t pass it on.

I pray for your forgiveness,
You would have to be,
One heartless person,
Not to be affected,
By this Poem.

And because you ARE affected,
Do something about it!
So all I ask you to do,
Is pass this on!

IF YOU ARE AGAINST CHILD ABUSE!
Post this as ‘Daddy … It hurts’

THE NEXT SENTENCE STOPS GOOD INFORMATION
If you do not send this to everyone you know
Then you obviously don’t care about child abuse.

At first I thought this was just a chain letter
And I wasn’t going to send it either,
But now I realize that this is an important situation.

At least 5 children each day from around the world die from child abuse!!!!

 

You've made my day....TQ Kasih Suci

And the award goes to...

(drummmms)

"CIIMON"

horeyyyyyyy!!!

And so I would like to call upon Miss Ciimon to come forward to give her speech

Please welcome

CIIMON heading to the stage

ehmmmm...(adjusting the microphone)

Assalamualaikum and Hi..

First of all..Allhamdulillah (All praises to Allah)

I was so surprised to have this award in my blog

Thank you soooo much specially dedicated to Kasih Suci for nominating my blog as Beautiful Blog 

(Wait it stated there: Beautiful blogger so it means here that the beautiful one is me and not the blog..haha..whatever) 

continue...

I am so delighted to receive the first virtual award in my life

and so I would love to share this feeling with other bloggers..

So here they are:

The Buszes

Ephyra

kina 

Shada Wentz 

Mehmed 

Chaon 

Lyn Hamzah 

Eskremgoreng 

Fatehah Noorani 

AbangFaizul 

Nuak 

Zara 

Irahehe 

Musa Muhamad

I was born without suavity

Thank you again Kasih Suci..mmmuuahhhahaha

(YOU"VE MADE MY DAY)

How to give the award?

(Kacang goreng, kacang tanah, kacang kuda, kacang hantu)

1) Write an entry about the award   (Copy the badge "THE BEAUTIFUL BLOGGER AWARD"and put it on your entry ~Like what i did la~

2) Give thanks and write the link of the award  giver in the entry..

3) List down 15 bloggers that you believed deserve the award..

Piece of cake right!!!

When women started to chat...

No doubt~ Women love to talk...a lot + uncontrollable..they seem to be born with that skill...

Generally we can say that women love to talk about cosmetic, relationship, hot story (gossip), shopping, entertainment, men, love, feeling and on..but in real they can talk about anything..how to prove it?? Easy.. just throw them a topic and they'll start to chat then it will expand to another topic and keep expanding..They are so creative to relate a topic with the other...Leave them talking for and hour and stop them..ask them to recall what they've been talking about..huhu what do you think the answer would be??

 Eh! forgot la, what was the topic just now?? ermm...ermm..err... ntah...

Last night me, Aisyah and syirah sit together in the room..At first I just told them about my sister who has been posted to Sarawak...she teaches in a remote area and really enjoying her experience of doing activities that we used to do when we were kids. Those experiences have the values that we could never feel it again in present days..

And so I told the them the story..It so happen when everyone were really excited to tell their story as well.then the conversation continues till late at night..

Nak tau tak? dulu kan.....

Aah org pun cam tu..org dulu kan...

Mase org kecik2 kan...

Die kan...

Itu kan...ini kan...

And keep continue...story by story by story by story by story till we feel so tired of talking..

It was pretty fun flashing back our naughtiness days..playing marbles, slipar 3, pondok2, ting-ting, celebrating Hari Raya, blaja mengaji and on...Back then whenever we made mistakes we would be punished and the punishments appear in different ways.

Here are some parts of the dialogues that i could remember:

A: "Dulu kalau balik lambat je mak rantai kaki...lps maghrib je baru boley masuk rumah"

B: "Dulu suka mandi kat kolah air, abah memang marah la..lepas tu kantoi pulak abah sebat            guna getah paip."

C: "Dulu kalau kene marah dengan mak mesti terus keluar rumah..tetiba satu hari kne marah        dengan abah terus nak lari rumah"

A: "Dulu kalau mengaji Al-Quran dengan abah mesti kne rotan sampai menangis..pantang                  tajwid salah mesti kene rotan"

B: "Mak kite mngaja ngaji..nanti kite tolong isikan borang kat jabatan agama..pastu dapat                duit.."

C: "Dulu mengaji kat rumah orang..dah la kne beratur..kekadang da malam baru smpai                    turn..klu da mngantuk sgt tido je kat umah cikgu ngaji tuh."

A & B & C : Dulu klu tym raye mesti kumpul ramai2 dengan budak2 kampung (walaupun x      kenal sangat diorang tu sape) g jalan ramai2 raye setiap umah (walaupun x kenal umah sape)..Ayat wajib tuan umah : "sape nk duit raye mesti abiskan air)" if not "ini anak sape?"..erkkk...really frustrated if we left the home without getting our duit raye "Raye taun depan jangan pegi umah ni lagi"...hahaha

I couldn't recall so much since there were piles of stories that we talked about last night..but if you wanna know more and in detail..u can visit this site http://www.thebuszes.blogspot.com ..she also wrote about the same topic...Enjoy!!!