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Rela aku pendamkan,

Assalamualaikum w.b.t. MABRUK, NOGORI MONANG EHH, :D Ok, I can't actually speak with the slang. I'm from Selangor. I was thrilled when I knew that NOGORI won THE CUP, (please Google). But I felt sorry for GANU as they haven't win for years. Plus, Agong was there. Yup, my beloved, respectful, number-one-man-of-Malaysia was there. And yet, NOGORI won. In a few days, I'll be back at CFS. Home sweet home. Wait for me, will you? One more thing to share, Dua While Visitingthe Sick People لا بَأسَ طَهُورٌ إِنْ شَاءَ اللّهُ La ba'sa tahuroon insha'Allah “Fear Allah wherever you are. Follow up a bad deed with a good deed and it will blot it out. And deal with people in a good manner.” [ Sunan al-Tirmidhî ] http://orang-tua-budak-kecik.blogspot.com/2011/10/berhati-hati-dgn-kafir-laknatullah.html Wallahua'lam.

Fikirlah,

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Assalamualaikum w.b.t. Tadi, semasa mahu solat Asar, terfikir, apakah yang harus diri ini lakukan? Ada yang mengatakan perlu menunggu pukul 5 untuk senarai nama yang terpilih untuk Sem 2 akan dikeluarkan. Hati berdebar menunggu. Sebelum itu, sudah maklumkan kepada majikan, sedikit terperanjat dengan berita. Mana tidaknya, sudah berjanji hendak bekerja 3 bulan. Alhamdulillah, dia membenarkan pergi. Teringat satu ayat, "Allah tidak membebani seseorang itu melainkan sesuai dengan kesanggupannya." Al Baqarah:286 Hampir setiap hari membaca ayat itu. Tapi baru saja terfikir kepentingannya dalam kehidupan. Allah telah berfirman, maka seharusnya kita sebagai hamba yakin dengan apa adanya. Ada yang lainkah yang lebih menepati janji melainkan Allah? Maha suci Allah, baru tadi saya berfikir. Apabila jam menunjukkan pukul 5 petang, saya meminta izin meminjam laptop dari seorang rakan.Benarlah, nama saya tersenarai dalam kalangan 62 pelajar. Saya agak terke

If you think you know me, think again.

Assalamualaikum w.b.t. Don't. Stop right there. If you don't want to read an-awful-lot of things. You better stop. I was at my work, waiting for my result when I received a text, asking me whether it is true that all the 1st years in CFS have to repeat Maths 1 again. I was speechless. Not wanting to believe, so I reply with a no. I asked why. She replied, it was all over fb. Since, I deleted my old account, I don't have a way to access that information. So I called sir Ashraf. Even though he is not my Maths lecturer. I don't care. He told me there might be a possibility, but didn't know why. I took a deep breath, and called sir Izzuddin. I was hoping he won't answer, but he did. So I asked him. He told me, everything. I hung up, again, took a deep breath. Walked back to my stall as there were customers and cried after they left. I hate Maths. I am not good in Maths. I am the only one in my family who didn't score in Maths. I worked

Days at work.

Assalamualaikum w.b.t So I am writing this entry, dedicated to my beloved Fatin Husna ;D She asked me too write about this, I call it as enforcement . (Not that I always have the chance to use that word) Here you go I am currently working, 13 hours per day. I am a sales assistant at one of the stalls at Giant. A bag stall. Memento Gifts&Bags C: My shift starts 9.30a.m every day. It will end before 10.30p.m. For the almost-whole-day, I'll be staying there, in a freezing condition. Never did I forgot to bring my sweater. What did I do, exactly? Well, as soon as I arrive, I'll open my stall. Put everything to their places, then I'll count my stock. In case of something magically gone. Then I'll went to the actual shop and count my "flow money". After all the hard work, I'll sit on the chair provided, and read Ratib al-Haddad. If I bring a book, I'll read it until I finish it. I had read 4 books that I bought during T

Runaway.

Assalamualaikum w.b.t I have three posts in my drafts, ready to be publish. But not yet. Just not yet. Since I was 13, I have planned things pretty perfectly until I turn 40. However, when I was 17, the whole plan was blown by, the feeling you called love. It wasn't surprising though. Not until recently I just believed that, people does not change. Not without love. And I did changed. However, this year, I turn 18. I lost that feeling you called love, obviously. Now, there, not many of you might realize. I doubt any of you did realize, truthfully. I hide emotions and secrets rather well than you might thought. After years I have not plan anything new, I am planning now. I am going to do whatever it takes, to achieve it. My first plan would be to be one of the best engineering student in CFS, thus fly overseas for my degree. I know this might sound absurd, but really, I can't live here any longer. I'll make it through my Automotive slash Mechanical Engineeri

The day I turn 18.

Assalamualaikum w.b.t. Guess. Yup, you got me, I am EIGHTEEN. Officially, as some of the websites might state, I am an ADULT :D Well, that just mean my maturity level is probably getting a little bit higher, doesn't it? I wonder if asking my brothers to buy me toys as my present would effect my maturity or not, hm. Get over it, I am EIGHTEEN. And you know I am smiling. For the first time in years since my first birthday party, I don't actually have a party this year. I don't even celebrate it the way I used to -- inviting the whole school to come over after school's ended. I practically keep it simple this year. I am having my nervous breakdown, by recently-happened-awkward-dreadful-problem. But never mind, if time won't heal, I'll just pretend to forget things. Simple. Allright, truth being told, I am not in the mood to write. Although I do want to write a whole lot more. I guess I am just too tired because of work. I'll keep my li

In 14 days,

Assalamualaikum w.b.t, Have you read, New Moon? If you do, have you seen the chapters where, October-November-December-and-January, passes by, just like that. May I, have those chapters in my life? Like, now. I had deleted my Facebook account. And I am currently doing multiple things, so I can forget things. I keep myself busy. I still stay alone, though. I am not complaining, I don't. But I really want to, say something out loud. Or at least, type it in CAPITAL and bold , perhaps? Oh, never mind. Wallahua'alam.

359 darjah,

Assalamualaikum w..b.t Pernahkah, anda mendengar satu cerita? Mengapa, air laut pasang surut? Beberapa hari ini, saya melalui satu proses yang sukar. Sukar bagi saya. Perpisahan itu, selalu terjadi. Tapi saya tak pernah menginginkan. Pernahkah anda menangis? Sehinggakan, anda tidak ada air mata lagi? Saya sedang mengalaminya sekarang. Dan saya akan mengalaminya buat satu jangka masa, yang sudah tentu agak lama. Saya telah melakukan sesuatu, telah membuat keputusan, yang mengubah kehidupan saya. Dan saya sedar. Tapi saya tetap buat. Saya, agak degil. Bukan senang, bagi saya untuk melakukan semua itu. Tapi pilihan tetap mesti dibuat. Pernahkah, anda mendengar satu pertanyaan? Antara, cinta dan cita-cita, mana yang lebih penting? atau Antara, cinta dan agama, mana satu yang akan dipilih? Saya, membuang perkataan cinta dari kedua-duanya. Itulah yang saya pilih, selepas berfikir. Selepas istikharah. Saya menyimpan segala perasaan, untuk mencapai cita

Cinta; kadang-kadang, tak dimiliki.

Assalamualaikum w.b.t Kisah cinta; Salman Al-Farisi. dari;  http://aslamiyah.abatasa.com/post/detail/9257/kisah-cinta-salman-al-farisi diterjamah; bahasa Indonesia kepada bahasa Melayu Salman Al Farisi memang sudah waktunya menikah. Seorang wanita Ansar yang dikenalnya sebagai wanita mukminah lagi solehah juga telah mengambil tempat di hatinya. Tentu saja bukan sebagai kekasih. Tetapi sebagai sebuah pilihan dan pilihan yang dirasa tepat. Pilihan menurut akal yang sihat. Dan pilihan menurut perasaan yang halus, juga roh yang suci. Tapi bagaimanapun, dia merasa terasing di sini. Madinah bukanlah tempat kelahirannya. Madinah bukanlah tempatnya membesar. Madinah memiliki adat, rasa bahasa, dan rupa-rupa yang belum begitu dikenali. Dia berfikir, melamar seorang gadis tempatan tentu menjadi sebuah urusan yang pelik bagi seorang pendatang. Haruslah ada seorang yang akrab dengan tradisi Madinah mewakili dirinya dalam khithbah (melamar). Maka disampaikannyalah perasaan hati itu

Warranty,

Assalamualaikum w.b.t How's your faith (iman) today? C: I have a a story to tell you. (geez, I have too many stories) This time, it is about warranty . I have always, for the millionth time, left my Superkira recklessly anywhere, anytime. I love my Superkira of course, but I just, well, don't care. Caution, this might because it was given to me. So I don't have the feel of, well, having to spend my own money? (Hmph.) Enough said. The real reason was because, I have a warranty. It is not the usual warranty you get for free for one year or two. It is the warranty that is worth RM770, and you have to pay for it. It will covers any damage. For the whole year. So, that's it. The reason. Whenever we, as a person, have a guarantee of something, the guarantee IF we lose it, or damage the particular item, that the item will be restore to normal or given a new one, we will feel more secure. What's my point here? If you haven't figure i

Dan Allah lebih mengetahui,

Assalamualaikum w.b.t. Kata orang, dalam laut boleh diduga, dalam hati siapa tahu? Pernah sekali, saya bertanya, "dalam pandangan mata kau, aku gembira tak?" Rakan saya terus membalas, "aku tak tahu. Sebab lepas kau tanya, terus kau senyum." Dalam laut boleh diduga, dalam hati siapa tahu? Allah s.w.t. Wallahua'lam.

I thought...

Assalamualaikum w.b.t. I thought... ...that I was happy. Who wouldn't? Three months off the campus, at home. I can do almost everything that I want. I really did thought... ...that I was happy. Today, I have been asked; "Bagaimana dengan iman hari ini? Bagaimana dengan hati?" These two stop me for a while. Somehow, I wish, I'll get through a week, without being sad. But who am I to not be sad? With the sins I have did, and little more than nothing deeds. Who am I, to be happy? Wallahua'alam.

The name I've always wanted,

Assalamualaikum w.b.t. *warning, this is a non-educational post* كيف حلك؟ C: Have you ever thought, of you future children names? I had. Since I was form 1. It wasn't that early for me. I have always wanted kid by my own. I just don't want to marry during my early age. Just, kids. Every time, I say out loud their names, I had experienced multiple reaction. Some will say -- "liar" and others will -- laugh. I don't blame them for being sarcastic over my kids names but, it is still my choice. I wouldn't laugh at your kids names for sure, insyaAlllah. So, what's the name again? Alfie Muhammad Cinta Ku Aqso Shah Alfia Khadijah Sayang Ku Madina Syah Alief Muhammad Kasih Ku Firdaus Shah Alifa Humaira' Rindu Ku Ma'wa Syah *Smileeee* I warned you, this is not an educational post at all. I just want to randomly type things. I'm bored. However, I found out that there are few names that is simple yet meaningful. I won't

It is about you for once,

Assalamualaikum w.b.t. I love Engineering. I wanted to be an Automotive Engineer. Eventhough it might not be my life-long ambition, however, I am willingly devoting myself on the journey of becoming an Engineer. It might be a little hard as I am not good in Maths. There might be a struggle as I am a woman in the field where the majority are men. Nevertheless, I still want to be an engineer. The reason why I wrote, or exactly typed things like this is because, I felt that students in my batch, specifically those ENGENIUSes, did not want to be an engineer. They rather be something else, eventhough they are currently, studying Foundation of ENGINEERING. I say, what-the-deck? You are not suppose to take these things easy, for you own information. Do you even know how engineers in this world succeed? Do you even care what engineers in this whole wide world, past to present, had accomplished? They made our lives easier, with grants from Allah.