Feels like crying a river.

Owh my God....ya Allah, I'm begging You to bestow me strength... a load of strength...

I don't know. I'm so down right now...so immersed with my own sad-feeling..I'm ashamed, felt like a stupid..I'm an arsehole.

Owh how I miss Abah and Ummi. They're not in Malaysia right now. In Istanbul I guess, freezing--Ummi told me in her message. My God...I miss her so much. She used to be my shoulder to cry on. Now, I have to rely on myself. I have to be independent. Handle my own emotions myself. But, can I? I don't think so..

p/s: Maybe I need to buy those "La Tahzan's books"..

Change The World!

All of this time, I've tried hard to be an ordinary girl, a moderate one. But I had enough this time. I want to be extraordinary. I want to be more than more! If 'weirdo' would be the result from this goal, what the hell! I don't care! Ever heard, "aim higher will get you just below it"? So, if you aim lower than higher or lower than lower, you'll be forgotten or even worst, perished. Not much you can do to spread your name (priority on your religion) to entire world. So, think out of the box and start changing the world! Go for it girl! ^______^

Go! Halal 4/3/11

Assalamualaikum brothers and sisters.

Alhamdulillah. Thanks to Allah for His blessing on our talk yesterday. Go! Halal fully organized by Halal Industry Development Corporation Sdn. Bhd. (HDC) and Institute of Halal Research and Management (IHRAM) Universiti Sains Islam Malaysia.

The talk had started 15 minutes late because of the audience keep increasing in number. We decided to wait first. Then, the ceremony started with doa recital and straight to the speaker from HDC, Ustaz Muhammad Elyas Harun. He's a trainer for HDC and quite experienced with the halal world. He's a petite guy with a crystal clear face, so cute until some of his previous audience said, he's a school boy (But of course minus the beard. That would be odd. >.<"). Then, he was like, giving the talk about what is halal and what is haram and so on. So interesting but most of it, we already knew by heart. Almost 80% of it. But it's okay. A refreshing memory would be nice. ^__^

Suddenly, a wave of school kids came in! Too many until the DKF (Faculty's Lecture Hall) was fulled with white, green and blue apparels! So reminds me of my schoolhood with all those white clothes. But glad the 'wave' came, because Ustaz Elyas asked the audience about something that the schoolers remember. Hehehe.. God, the kids saved us! Hehehehe~

So, the talk stopped when the lunch bell (from our own stomach) rang. In a nut shell, I undoubtedly would call the event as a success! But once again, Alhamdulillah. It's Allah's will, the event was a success. Thank you Allah! I love You! ^_____^

P/s: For those who want the halal widget from HDC as posted on the right side of my blog, you can copy and paste the URL from this website.

Jual Ikan.

1. Maybe I'm too selfish.

2. I don't even care about someone's life.

3. I'm too busy focusing on my own thought.

4. I don't know much about someone's life except mine.

5. I'm so sorry.

All 5 stirring in my mind right now. =.="

~Ayam Penyet - Penyet Ayam~

Haiya-haiya....

Berikut adalah gelagat geng-geng BST kat restoran Ayam Penyet berdekatan dengan Giant, Nilai.

Air Lemon yang tobat saya takkan order dah.

K.pah dah tak sabar nak menyerang nasi ayamnya. Hehehe.

Gambar di kedai ni boleh menimbulkan kemarahan PM Chek. Ada cross contamination kat situ ye~

Ni dalam proses men-coverkan diri. Masam giler kot Lemon Ice tu!!

Alolor...tomei2!

Hehehe..DJ kawal kecomelannya.

~Antara gambar gedik K.Ne~

Alamak! Sorang lagi takde dalam gambar! K.Lin! Hehehe...Sowy la..Hehehe. Owh, yang lain tu ade je. Tapi tak ikut pegi Giant. Muni dan Ijat ade kat rumah mereka. Teng balik Kelantan~


Sekian saya melaporkan aktiviti Geng2 BST.

Self-Made-Kotatsu!

Do you know that Kotatsu is the best thing for Japanese when the winter came? Or you don't even know what is Kotatsu? Well, it's okay. Actually I'm in a super duper good mood tonight! Which means I'm willing to google up the best definition for Kotatsu! Hehehehe...So, here's the definition. Taken from Wikipedia (the most famous but not so reliable stock of definitions).

"A kotatsu (|炬燵 ) is a low, wooden table frame covered by a futon, or heavy blanket, upon which a table top sits. Underneath is a heat source, often built into the table itself. Kotatsu are used almost exclusively in Japan, although a similar product called a korsi is also used in Iran."

So, get the idea of what is Kotatsu actually? Okay, so here we go. I'm in Malaysia now and I've made my own Kotatsu out from my futon and my study table! Sugoi (means great!)!! Hahaha..But what the hell I want from this self-made Kotatsu actually? Hmm...you know, Malaysia has a very beautiful weather. Sometimes it is cold, mild cold, hot, very hot and lots more! They are tremendously calming! Its tropical climate will keep you wondering whether it will be cold or hot or mild of both! But usually, the native Malaysians will know, when would be the coldest days and the hottest days by just looking at the sky! Great isn't it? Okay, back to our business, the Kotatsu! Because of the cold night (literally when raining at night), I shall use the Kotatsu to warm up my lower limbs. Ahh...it is so soothing. I've uploaded the pictures of the so called Kotatsu with my Bebear, hanging to it, cutely! (the quality of the pictures is bad. Gomenne~)


~This is Bebear with the Kotatsu on my bed~


~Let us take a zoom on this shameless Bebear~


~Yai! We are so close with this hairy thing! Owh, forgot the limelight should be given to the Kotatsu~

~At the eyes of Bebear~

~So this is all about Bebear. The limelight is always on Bebear.~

Sorry for your time wasted on this wasteful stuff. I'm no good in making a good entry. But I will learn hard! I promise!! Huhuhuhu >.<"

Life is hardly a movie, girl.

Most of the time, I think, if my life was a movie, probably it will not hit the box office. Why? Because, there are less adrenaline rush moment in it. To make one, I wish I have a good tough legs to climb the cloud-grazing mountain and scream on the top of my lungs until my voice going to berserk. And then running down with no string attached with an unbelievable velocity.

I bet, Tom Cruise can never did that!

Or, I can rob someones heart for a romance movie-type. I will make him falls for me by all ways and he end up saying, "Will you marry me?" Then I'll say "I do...not want you!" And straightly go home, leaving him behind with a knee on the ground and hands held up a box of ring. To make it more dramatically, I'll splash his face with water by the lake - full with algae and something nasty.

Owh, my. This has nothing to do with romance. Okay. I know, I know. Rewind back!!

I said 'I do' and suddenly my father came with a gun, maybe M16, wanting badly to shoot him (and me tragically) over and over until there's no form of human that can be traced.

Okay. I know, I did it again. I overdid the story right? Can we just skip the romance stuff? Coz, it is really not the type that I can handle, perfectly.

So, let's see...Owh yeah! A comedy one! Hmm..I do comedy. Maybe I can be a joker in a big castle? Daily, I will come by and tickling the King's belly with a lot of jokes until the King died from laughter. The King before died, had inherited me his wealth so thus his kingdom. I'm ruling the kingdom with no tirany involved.Then, suddenly a beautiful, handsome guy came by and claimed he's the only son of the deceased King. Because of the hard-to-resist face of him, I made him my servant. The laundry, dishes and all the chores, he did it without any complain. Out of the blue, when he's on duty, I found out that he's too much burdened by the chores (yela..because of the BIG castle, kesian pulak), so me as the King of the castle, took him as the Queen. Eh? Does it sounds weird? Ahh..pedulik laaa..And we live happily ever after. Owh baru perasan. This is not even a comedy!!!!

Owh! The motivational movie sounds convincing! Okay, here's the catch. Me as a coach of basket ball team. One of the guys from the team gave up his chance to be in that team because he wants his weak-yet-so-not-worth-a-penny-brother to be scooped into the team because the preliminary is so strict. The sick boy always want to be included in every single things that his brother's in. I don't know why this is happening, maybe because the sick boy has the inferior + jealousy covered up his head. So, what I did to manage the boys? Hmm...I trained the team+sick boy (openly) and also the healthy but pity boy (secretly). I trained them hard. Then, in a real tournament, suddenly the sick boy collapsed and die right away on the court. And my team desperately needs someone to replace the corpse player. I pledged the umpires to accept the healthy boy with anything that a coach can do; kneeing, crying, dancing (?), singing (??). At last, the umpires agreed with the replacement. Then, the healthy boy played well enough to make his team a champion for that year. The end.

Ohoooo!! With that, I can snatch the Oscar Award Trophy away from Sandra Bullock.

Okay, gotta go. I have to read Food Law and Safety notes for tomorrow's test! See ya on the next entry! Bubye~