Sunday, March 6, 2011

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 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"..

Friday, March 4, 2011

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.

Sunday, February 27, 2011

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. =.="

Friday, February 25, 2011

~Ayam Penyet - Penyet Ayam~


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!!


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.


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? 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. 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 >.<"

Tuesday, February 22, 2011

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~

Wednesday, February 16, 2011

It's boring. So don't read.

I need 8 more pairs of hands, hahaha~

It's a hectic weeks and still survived.

I have no idea of what kept me to be strong to bear the Tsunami of works. But I guess it's Allah's helps and a bit of determination. Thank you Allah for the helps.

Hmm...what makes me busy these weeks, huh? Okay, hold on tight! Coz, this gonna be a blast one!


on this weekend will be having an oratory at Monash Uni at Sunway. But before that we (me and Mar) have to search the topics related and practice harder for the sake of our own Uni, USIM! Then, on next week we will be attacked by several midterm exams (God!!!) for Food Analysis, Food Biotechnology and Food Law and Safety subjects!! If it's not worth for you guys to pant along with we, then have this one; me and my team (MILLAH II) have to fundraising (or should I call it collecting money?) for our grand trip to Abu Dhabi held in next year, 2012. In the fundraising, we have to sell anything to generate our income. We have to collect about RM8k for each of us. Scary yet, maybe it's worth it, coz...hey it's Abu Dhabi! Then aside from nudging our face to Student Welfare Centre and also the TNC's office, we have to held a seminar 2 Biotechnology concept programmes such as Go Halal and all the stuff.! Owh! Thesis proposal! Owh my Goodness! I haven't done anything yet about that, yet it's just around the corner! My head kept buzzing around the MILLAH II stuffs and I never saw it coming near and near. Owh KUWAYO (it's scared in Japanese)! Hmm...what else? Ahha..the Product Development subject. We have to create a food product based on what we've learned through for the past 5 semesters. Owh Em Gee, right? Hahaha...we have to recall what we've learned and it's tiring. But still it's a fun thing to do thou. Yeah, sit in your team and keep discussing until the final result is obtained. Now, we are doing beta-testing own our product-to-be; tempeh cookies.
Shuuvit! It's nearly 11 o'clock! I have to run to Faculty of Leadership and Management to attend Quality Assurance's class! See you in other entry! Goodbye~

p/s: Please don't be me. I mean, manage your time wisely. Don't do the last-minute-thingy okay~

Saturday, February 5, 2011

I'm not perfect. Okay, I got it.

So there I said. I'm not perfect in being a good girl for a good boy.

25 minutes earlier I've done browsing/stalking my friend's wedding day's pictures. And I was like "eh...sweet nyer!! Suke2! Bler la leh jmpe boy mcm ni plak." . She (dentist-to-be) married to a doc-to-be. Both are pious and have crystal-clear faces. As my mind floating around thinking/dreaming about my dream boy, something popped my dreaming balloon. Hurt by the act, I stuttered. I kept my eyes linger around me. Right here, right now, I'm listening to Rihanna's songs, lazying on my bed, Facebook-ing like tomorrow Mark Zuckerberg will close down his company and a little attention to when my homework will be done. My mind said, can I be like her? Am I qualified enough to be 'marketed' to pious man as a wife? CAN I? Well, as Allah said in Al-Quran (An-Nur 24:26) :

Bad statements are for bad people (or bad women for bad men) and bad people for bad statements (or bad men for bad women). Good statements are for good people (or good women for good men) and good people for good statements (or good men for good women), such (good people) are innocent of (each and every) bad statement which they say, for them is Forgiveness, and Rizqun Karim (generous provision i.e.Paradise).

I've heard this verse years ago. But all I did is just heard it and it is faded away just like a wind. Nothing I did to 'renovate' myself to a better person. I calculated the probability of pious men wanting not-so-pious women as wives; low and nearly none, maybe. It is not well-proven but I think it's true. Yeah, they need wives who make them less-sinned in hereafter. What I meant here is, if a good woman married a good man, then the responsibility for that man to guide the woman is small since the woman does know how to control herself from committing any mungkar@sinful acts. That's what I thought. What about yours?

"Owh, that's bullshit, Faqihah!", some might said. So, what is your stand? A good girl gonna get good boy and vice versa? Or it will go naturally like these days? Like, SOMETIMES, a good girl will get not-so-good boy?

So, here I am. Still listening to songs that totally be hated by them, by the good guys. Frustration got me off-guard. am I supposed to do? Ottoke....

Friday, February 4, 2011

Say no to Mr. Greasy chicken!

Assalamualaikum and peace be upon you guys!

Whenever I say "you guys" it's means a whole universe. Doesn't count whether you are Muslim or Buddhists or Christians or else. I don't care. We are humans. Built by blood in the veins, muscles underneath the skins and so on. The conclusion is; we are alike~

Okay, that is not the thing I want to share in this entry, but yeah...greeting is always important, ain't it true? So, what I want to share here regarding to the topic, Say No To Mr. Greasy Chicken!. Uhuh, that mister is always delicious and sumptuous to eat and consume either in a small amount or big. But, do you know at what level the calories from the chicken might hit?

1 Fried Chicken (average) (batter coated/4 oz) contain 320 calories
1 Fried Chicken (average) (flour coated/4 oz) contain 310 calories

Ahah! How's that huh? Too much to bare? Okay la. I'm 75 to 78kg person and 157 cm tall. Come clean is a good thing right? Tak kesah ape orang nak kate. I know I'm fat and I'm in the middle of changing myself to a better life! So, right now. My resolution for this CNY, I want to loose 5 kg in 2 weeks! Can or not, it's in Allah's hand. So, berusaha dulu then we see!

For those who want to know how much calories you have to take in case you want to lose your weight, please go to this website and calculate yourself:

So, Kawan2!! Volume up fruits and vege intake! Say no to greasy chickens! We can do it! Jom jogging! Bye~

Saturday, January 29, 2011

The Running Girls

~Assalamualaikum W.B.T~

Huhh...tanggal 28hb Januari 2011, hari yang agak terkejut bagi kesepuluh orang ahli kumpulan yang tak tahu nama kumpulannya. Untuk mengelakkan dari menaip panjang-panjang entry kali ni, kite bagi nama kumpulan neh Unknown la dulu.

Kenapa tiba-tiba cerita pasal nama kumpulan neh? Well, sebenarnya kami 10 orang diberi task yang tak penah kitorang pikir kitorang kene buat iaitu; Mendapatkan 20 ringgit (duit singgit-singgit) dengan cara tersendiri and out from the lecture hall! Hah! Korang penah dapat tak task tu? Hahahaha...terbeliak bijik mata kitorang! Sebab ape terbeliak?
Haaa....sebab.....neh; The Running Man. Pengacara dier Yoo Jae Suk. Sape
-sape yang tengok Family Outing mesti kenal pengacara paling best neh. Sekali dia bukak mulut, keras perut ketawa non-stop. Tak kurang jugak ahli-ahli Running Man yang lain. Ada Kim Jong Kook aka Commander Sparta, Gary (Lessang) & Haha both aka The Kids of Jong Kook, Gwang So aka The Framer, Joong Ki si Flower Boy, The Big Nose Suk Jin, dan The Blank Jihyo. Ada jugak la guest dalam setiap episod. Diorang ditugaskan untuk mencari sesuatu kalau nak menang. Ada iras-iras situasi di atas tak? Ada kan?? ^__^

~The Running Man~

So, dengan terkenalnya variety show neh, kitorang pon
bagi la nama group neh from the Unknown jadi The Running Girls. Hehehe...ironinya, kitorang tak lari sangat pon. Jalan je banyak. So dalam masa 1 jam je, kitorang kene dapatkan 20 ringgit. Hmm...otak pon mula berfikir.

Kami pon berlenggang la ke kedai kat PKP (pusat kemudahan pelajar).
Okay, masa tu pagi lagi. So apa yangg orang cari? Ada yang amek surat khabar, ada yang amek air kotak, ada yang amek twiggies. So, kitorang pon start menjual. Alhamdulillah, kitorang berjaya menjual @ lebih kepada memaksa lab assistant, public, postgrad students and lot's more. Pendek cerita kitorang dapat RM22.50! Haahahahaahaha...

Goal's achieved! Running Girls retreat!
Next time on Running Girls......

There won't be a next time! Hahahahha...

Thursday, January 20, 2011

Adeh...sian kat aku~


Hari ni memang agak teruji sikit la. Coz, yela....henset x sehat. Koma x bangun2. Ape kes la henset neh buat mogok dengan mengkomakan diri beliau sampai sekarang ni xleh nak buat apa2. Bangun2 la cepat sikit ye henset oiii....orang banyak la kena contact. Kelas banyak lagi kena attend. Meeting banyak lagi kena update. Eeeiii...time ni jugak kan nak buat hal..xpe2...sampai satu limit nanti kalau ko buat macamni lagi...Rest in peace, hasta la vista baby! (bak kata Arnold susa-nak-eja).

6.00 pagi

Damn it, henset! *Unable to charge*....apesal lak tak boleh charge neh. Dah la dari semalam dok charge dengan harapan esok boleh la guna henset tu tanpa sekatan atau roadblock atau yang sewaku dengannya. Alih-alih...hmm
m...takpe2..redah je~

7.00 pagi

Rush! Rush! Rush!
Bersiap2 nak pegi kelas pukul 8 pagi! Cepat Qiha, cepat! Nanti tak pasal-pasal kau terlambat! BRRR....sejuk gila laa air kat Akasia neh..xpe2..nanti normal balik suhu badan kau. Yang penting kau cepat siap! Sarung jubah (today is friday) then lilit-lilit selendang then, I'm ready to rock and roll!! Eh, silap. I'm ready to go~
Before that, drop by kat rumah Bella. Bella cakap "Eh, x dapat message forward ke kate xde tuto entrepreneur?". "Hmm...nak dapat mcmmana nyer. Henset kite xleh on langsung. Okay la. Xpe la, just pegi je kampus then straight to comp. lab."

8.15 pagi

Hmmm...tangan dah gatal nak bukak blog nak taip kes hari ni. Then, *unable to connect*. Apehal la pagi ni. Unable to charge, unable to connect. Lepas ni apa lak? Unable to live? Ish..naudzubillah! So, dengan berat hati+keciwa+hampa+menyampah= keluar dari comp lab. Jarum minit tunjuk kat angka 12. Jarum jam tunjuk kat angka 9. Pukul 9 baru??? Alahai, nak buat ape neh skang neh. Kalau pegi library x sempat pulak nak jalan kaki balik ke dewan kuliah neh. So, tunggu macam orang-terlebih-masa-tapi-diterdonatekan-lagi-masa-then-memang-tak-bercadang-langsung-nak spend-masa-tu-wisely. Hmm, kelas pukul 10 is just in minutes, tapi apesal xder classmate langsung kat sini neh??? Jalan-jalan lagi kat depan dewan, mana taw jumpa sorang dua. Bingo! Nisah tegur "Qiha!". "Eh, nisah! Mana yang lain2??" "Hmm, kelas cancel la pagi neh." Hati panas serta merta. Shuuvit la henset neh....but I miss you damn much!
"Nisah, can you do me a favor? Tolong mesejkan Bella tanya pukul berapa kelas Quality Assurance?" ......"Hmmm, pukul 3 ptg. Malam ni ada kelas entrepreneur." "Okay thanks Nisah. Claim that 1 cent tu nanti ye. Chiaow" Sekali lagi, dengan berat hati+keciwa+hampa+menyampah= balik ke Akasia where it all had started.

Hmmm..tu la. Bila henset tu sehat, bukan nak hargai dia. Padan muka. Allah tarik sikit nikmat, dah melatah. Okay, I'll be more cautious and tough next time around kalau benda ni jadi lagi. But it won't happened again kot. I tekad nak beli henset baru!!!

~Handphone idamanku~

Saturday, January 8, 2011

Thank you,guys~

~7 Januari 2011 jam 8.45 pm lbey2~

....Seramai 8 orang wanita telah memarahi aku....


~45 minutes earlier~

Masa aku sampai kat Kampus dalam lbey kurang kol 8 malam la. Sebab sepatutnyer kelas entrepreneurship (lecture) kat fakulti PQS. So agak dekat dengan Pusat Kemudahan Pelajar (PKP). Lepas letak beg kat dewan kuliah, aku terus capai dompet dan handphone bergegas keluar dari dewan tu. Sebaik je keluar dari bangunan fakulti tu, rasa seram sejuk bercampur takut terus menerpa (wut da heck? Menerpa? Ada ayat yg x skema x selain dari menerpa?) aku. Gila ke x gila, aku kene amek duit gak malam tu kat mesin ATM kat PKP. Kalau x macammana nk bayar kain yg aku beli online dari hamba Allah tu? Hmmm....kaki ni raser macam lambat je nk sampai ke mesin tu. Sementara nk sampai tu kene gak la tegur ngan mamat2 buruh kat bus station lamer tu. "Yang, nk g maner tu?" HUHHHHH!!!!!!!! Geli+takut+cemas...aku mula nk cepatkan lagi langkah ni, entah bila la nak sampai kat Bank Islam nyer ATM machine neh......then, aku masuk kat PKP yang suram gler tambah angin tiup sepoi2 x paham bahasa. Tapi mujur la ader gak students yang nak amek duit. Huuuh....alhamdulillah, rasa lega sikit.

Lepas amek duit tu, aku terus bergegas ke dewan kuliah. Takut2 lecturer dah masuk. Masuk je dewan, boys mula wat lawak yg x baper lawak. Shuuuushhh-ing everyone in the class kononnya macam aku ni lecturer ke ape..Not funny okay? Duduk, sembang2 sikit, tunggu lecturer nk masuk, sembang2 lagi..then...dah lebih dari 30 minit. Ape lagi, blah la! Lecturer tu x datang for some kind of reason kitorang pon tataw. So, on the way nak balik rumah (I mean,hostel), aku pon cerita la the creepiness bila berjalan sorang2 pegi ke PKP...TUUPP! Terus kena marah! "Laa, ingatkan Qeha pegi tandas. Apsal x ajak kitorang pegi teman??" "Qeha memang, selalu macam tu. Memang kitorg neh bukan kawan dia agaknya!" "Kalau xnak susahkan, kalau jadi ape2 kat Qeha time gi ATM tadi, bukan ke lagi menyusahkan??"....Perghh...bertalu2 kene..You guys...for the first time rasa macam marah gak la, sebab yela kan. Kene marah! Memang la rasa nak marah balik. Tapi, I rethink back. Kenapa korg sampai furious macam tu sekali. Owh, I see..Deep inside korg memang care for me. Thanks alot..Kite tataw nak cakap macammana...tapi, memang. Sayang korang ketat2 la! XOXO!

<3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3
~Buat K.Lin, K.Ne, K.Pah, Ijat, Bella, Muni, Teng, dan DJ.....thank you, guys~

Tuesday, January 4, 2011


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