the mystique

Pieces of advice

2012-01-01T17:16:00.004+11:00

Gambar hiasan

Good things come to those who want.

New year resolutions are nothing but empty dreams if you just sit and daydream.

So plan ahead and kick away that last-minute-attitude.

Be strong, and never give up easily.

Forgive and forget, you have no time to hate.

Last but not least,

be grateful, do not complaint unnecessarily. Allah knows what's the best for you.

Remember, you are not alone!

#Okbye

Forget love, I'd rather fall in chocolate

2011-12-25T13:44:00.000+11:00

Actually, I do not know how to continue from my last post: The story of a busy girl. Of course, I have not written anything for almost two months! But you would forgive me if we leave it right there, won't you? ^^

So what have actually happened in the past nine weeks? Let me update you with the timeline of the things you have missed. But before I start, forgive any grammatical mistakes you might stumble upon as I did not do any proper proof-reading. ;)

24 October: I quitted all of my jobs because I wanted to focus on my examination, which would be on 17, 24 and 28 of November.

28 October: I, I mean, we got the allowance from the government! Thank Allah for saving us.

Early November: I had to settle several important assignments which were due several days before the start of the final exam. Absolutely tiring and stressing. I was able to submit an online assignment on time, but to be honest, there were two assignments submitted after the due time. NEVER START AN ASSIGNMENT LATE EVER AGAIN. Oops.

13 November: We had a Farewell party for the Cohort 1 seniors that were going back to Malaysia for good. They have completed their two years of study in Macquarie University, and will do their last year of degree which is also the practicum year in Malaysia, specifically Penang. That day would be a very memorable day indeed. It's really sad to know that those who have been a very good company to you were going away from your side. Miss you all, seniors!

Some of the Cohort 1 members plus some of Cohort 2 members

A souvenir for my lovely foster!

Credits to the guys

Me and Kak Atiq. Me holding Kak Atiq's teddy

And oh, my foster is actually Kak Atiqah Sham :)

Everyone is Atiqah

Mid November: Examination period. Revised like crazy, even had a pillow talk with my housie, Hystrix. But not just a normal pillow talk, we talked about the everything that we have revised for Sociolinguistics subject. We discussed and revised almost everything in a very casual way. Pretty effective style of revising I reckon.

Part of my notes on Educational Assessment

25 and 27 November: I joined the SCRIBE group - a study group with jigsaw puzzle style initiated by my best friend, Mint (not her real name). Those who were involved had to prepare for presentation of some topics, and had to present it to the group and discuss the main ideas. We had fun revising although it was really really intense. We had the sessions in the Macquarie University library, where there are 'presentation pods' are available for the students to use. Well, we are lucky to be placed in a private university that have almost everything that we need.

Presentation on the board

The messy table

And the hardworking students

17, 24 & 28 November: Examinations! Introduction to Sociolinguistics was pretty fine, and Introduction to Curriculum and Pedagogy was quite okay for me. But Educational Assessment paper was almost a disaster!

Early December: Some of my friends have started to leave for Malaysia. But not me, I would be staying here, insya-Allah until the end of 2012. Not that I don't want to go back to see my family, it's just that I only have two years to live oversea. And the cost would be another problem. Plus, my parents do not really encourage me to go back. "It's wasteful of money and time." I admit that I do miss my family, but not to the extend that I will fall sick if I don't go back to Malaysia. I guess I've grown into an independent woman. Woman?? Ouch, I feel so old!

12 December: I prepared some cookies for a feast held in our friends' house. The original plan was to make teacake, but eventually I decided to make 'Biskut Intan' (Diamond Biscuits/Cookies) instead. The recipe was my mum's. Our family always make them for the Eid ul-Fitr celebration, almost every year. And this was the first time I did them all by myself. It's addicting, once you eat it you'll surely want more. Our friend's parents who happened to be in Sydney at that time were also invited to the small feast. And not to forget, the father and brothers of another friend were also here and also attended. It was indeed a great one.

Biskut Intan

BBQ!

The males

And the females and Hanan's parents

Credits to Anwar whom hands were shaky

14 December: I moved out from the house. Nova Bianca. You will always be remembered.

18 December: I got a job in Killara. Great news! Working at least 3 hours a day for 5 days a week. Awesome but not really awesome. But I'm thankful still.

Other days up to today: Sazrah, my temporary room mate has dragged me into watching movies, dramas and stuff in the internet. Recently stuck with Detective Conan's series. I occassionally get headache due to daily coffee consumption. So what, I love coffee. Oh, and chocolate too. That brings me to the title of this entry.

Cheers!

The story of a busy girl

2011-10-22T12:19:00.000+11:00

I am a student. And I work part-time. But sometimes I work more that I study, and that is not something I am fond of. I have to make clear to you about that. My friends, some of them even called me 'businesswoman'. Aha, I am not a businesswoman. But busy-ness woman, yes I am.

In Sydney, it is really easy to find jobs, to work and get good money. BUT. Yes there's a but. You must have some living skills. Well, it actually depends on what kind of job you're after, yet you still need to be able to communicate well - in English especially - if you think your skills are not good enough to make people hire you.

During my first month in Sydney, I was rather eager to work that I asked one of my senior of how to get a job, when is the appropriate time, etc etc. I was advised not to work for the first one or two months, as I should settle down with the studies, lectures, and other things that are more important. Well, I think I started working in the end of March.

Wait, did I tell you what kind of job I do? I worked as a housekeeper. Or you can also say, cleaner. Cleaner does not sound very nice, and the term is quite broad, so I prefer to use the term housekeeper as I only work at people's house. Heh. Whatever. But like I said earlier, it is important that you have the skills. I got skills in cleaning and housekeeping, thanks to mum and my sisters for making me doing the house chores when I was in Malaysia.

Courtesy from Google

I found that everything that my mum and my older sister taught me to do - since I was about 6 or 7 - like washing dishes, washing clothes, sweeping, mopping, and all sorts of cleaning was truly useful and helpful as I work. I know, those things are stuff that girls should be able to do or at least know, to become a good wife (and a good mother). But not every girl knows how to do cleaning, you see. Some girls are brought up without being asked to do such work, as they have their mum or older sisters doing everything for them. Or maybe they have maid(s) at home, so they totally have no idea how to clean and how to keep a house clean and organized. I am lucky I guess, although I used to complaint this and that whenever I was asked to clean my house.

Courtesy from Google

But I think, if I wasn't asked at all to do the house chores when I was in Malaysia, I might not have the confidence that I have now. I gain confidence by working. I gain confidence through the good and bad experience that I went through. I feel brave and independent now. And the best part is, I am only 20 years old, and I am living in Sydney. Far away from the family and the homeland. Motivation that mainly comes from my parents keep me strong and cool whenever problems come and punch me in the face. Okay, maybe that sounds rather violent. Not punch me in the face, but fall like big-sized stones right onto my head. Heh, whatever.

I will continue with these blabberings when I get time to write. Thanks for reading anyway.

Illalliqa'! Assalamualaikum.

Say hi!

2011-09-28T20:09:00.000+10:00

Hey people! I'm back!

Anybody miss me? Miss my writings? Nobody? Okay fine.

I know I have not written anything for months. MONTHS. It is a lot of time indeed. Some readers may wonder - like WonderGirls, or if they are guys, WonderGuys - why on earth does this blog owner does not write a thing in her blog? She calls herself blogger, but she does not update her blog for such a long time.

Well let me make it clear to you. I was and still am busy, with assignments + works + classes + sleeps and although I do have free time in between those activities, I just didn't have the eagerness to write. I didn't have the enthusiasm to express myself. I didn't feel like updating the blog. Okay I don't want to give excuses anymore, let's move on.

Numerous things have happened to me since the last time I updated this blog. I recently realised that I need to write to express myself, to share my joys and miseries with other people because as I stopped writing entries for the blog, I could sense that I have become rather secretive and quiet, passive and perhaps, pessimistic. I don't want to be that kind of person, I want to be an optimistic, motivated, active and happy girl. Obviously, I will need to keep writing in the future so that I will not turn into a gloomy person, or zombie. ;P

Anyway, I need encouragement to write. Some motivation from you would be greatly appreciated.

*Hint: drop a comment!* ;)

Selamat Hari Raya (Happy Eid-ul Fitr) and cheers!

Let's have a tea....

2011-07-27T21:20:00.006+10:00

Lately, I have been greatly busy working. But yesterday, I have decided to quit one of my jobs (yes, I have more than one job) thus making me free for today.

So what did I do? What do you think I would do when I'm freaking bored to be alone at home and feeling freaking lazy to go out at all?

Uhm, what? Clean my house? Well, yeah. But I did that yesterday.

Too hard to guess? Okay. So today, I did something a little bit extraordinary. It's not what I commonly do when I'm bored.

I baked a cake. A tea cake. For your information, it is called tea cake not because it tastes like tea or has tea(bag) inside it. It is named tea cake because it is usually eaten during tea time. Well that's what I believe the reason why it is called with that name.

I got the original recipe from this book: The Australian Apple Recipe Book. I bought it in Tasmania during the trip I had few weeks ago. I had to modify the recipe because of two reasons.

There is no more apple left in the refrigerator.
I had actually tried the recipe before and it didn't really work, probably because I didn't use mixer to mix the ingredients. So I took a look at some tea cake recipes in the internet and I found myself adjusting the quantity of the ingredients. Because...I don't know why. Just followed my instinct. Aha :P

So the new recipe is more or less like this. (Notice that this recipe is not the original one [Apple Tea Cake] as it has been rewritten by me)

Tea Cake with Honey and Cocoa Topping

Cake

1 egg
a pinch of salt
1/2 cup sugar
3 tablespoon butter
1 cup self raising flour
a little milk to mix

Mix sugar and butter. Add in flour and whisked egg and rub the mixture together. Mix to a cake-like batter with a little milk.

Turn mixture to a greased baking tray. Bake in oven with the temperature of 180 degrees for 25 minutes. (I use fan-forced setting)

I divided the mixture into two parts and poured one part into this baking tray. Which means that I baked two pieces of cake because there's only one tray. Wait, do we call it tray?

This is the plain cake, fresh from the oven!

Topping
(I created by myself) :P

Two to three teaspoon of honey
Cocoa powder

Spread honey evenly on top of the baked cake. Sprinkle cocoa powder (can be replaced by chocolate powder) on the cake.

Voila! Ready to be served with a cup (or a jug) of tea!

This is how my tea cake looks like. I actually added some Coffeemate to the cocoa powder, just because.

Now, let's have a tea cake! ;D

Writing from Windows Live Writer

2011-07-03T12:45:00.001+10:00

Hi there!

I’m writing this post from Windows Live Writer that I have in my pc. It’s quite interesting because I can type on the page of the blog itself. It is very cool too because I can see how my post would look like in the blog when I post it.

Actually I have never known this stuff before, until I unintentionally opened the software and started to link it with this blog.

Well, I guess that’s all I want to say.

Have a great day! ^^

Royal Tasmanian Botanical Gardens

And that's why Muslim girls cover their body and hair

2011-06-22T02:10:00.002+10:00

A non-Muslim guy asked a Muslim: Why do your girls cover up their body and hair?

The Muslim guy smiled and got two sweets, he opened the first one and kept the other one closed.

He threw them both on the dusty floor and asked the non-Muslim: If I asked you to take one of the sweets which one u will choose?

The non-Muslim replied: The covered one.

Then the Muslim said that’s how we treat and see our women.

Courtesy of Google

Day 1 — Your favorite song

2011-06-18T21:40:00.003+10:00

I didn't expect that I would be taking so long just to decide on my favourite song.

I enjoy listening to many songs, varying from classical musics like Canon in D Major to some reggae songs like Price Tag by Jessie J. But for this post, I choose a rap song. Well I think it is a rap song.

It's a song sung by three people. Yet they're not a band. They're...friends. Yep, they are YTF.

Okay, now what is YTF? o_O

YTF stands for YouTube Friends, I believe. But some people say that it stands for Yesterday, Today, Forever.

Well, it's not the thing I want to talk about. Now let's get back to the topic. What was the topic again? *eye-ing over the title*

Oh, ya. My favourite song. I choose this song.

...

....

Sung by Chester See, Kevin Wu and Ryan Higa. Yes, I did mentioned Ryan in this post. Well, I rate this song as VERY COOL!

And if you like the video, this is another version by Kevin which is slightly different from Ryan's video.

Nice Guys

Source: LYBIO.net

CHORUS – Chester See
Nice guys finish last,
That’s why I’ll treat you like trash,
It’s not what I really wanna do.
But, you only date bad guys so,
I’ll give it my best try to,
Treat you the way you want me to.

VERSE 1 – Kevin Wu Aka Kevjumba
I never open a door,
or pull out a chair.
You can tell me how your day was
but I don’t really care.
And if you ever get cold,
you’ll just have to hack it,
Cause I’d be cold too
If I gave you my jacket.
Like WHOA, you ain’t sittin up front,
Front is for the homies you can sit in the trunk.I never answer my phone,
Whenever you call it
And when the waiter brings the bill
I never reach for my wallet.

VERSE 2 – Ryan Higa
And Ima BEAT you!
At every competition.
Going out with the girls
You better get my permission.
Wait no, i take that back, you can’t go,
House is on tonight
And that’s my favorite show!
Do I look fat in this dress?
Hell yeah you do!
Wait lemme speak your language
Cows go Moo!Mooo Moooo Mooo MOOOO!

BRIDGE – Chester See
But behind the scenes she means the world to me.
Wanna tell her that she’s beautiful, and show her that she’s loved.
Hold her hand when she’s scared, tell her how much I care…
But that won’t win her heart BECAUSE….

Ho!

Source: LYBIO.net

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TEEHEE!

Hey, that's not all! There's another an acoustic version of the song, sung by Chester See. Have a watch!

Cheers!

Dare enough to take up the game?

2011-06-18T17:55:00.012+10:00

Challenges are what make life interesting;
overcoming them is what makes life meaningful.

- Joshua J Marine -

Hi readers!

I've decided to give this challenge a shot. What challenge? Let's take a look!

30 Things in 30 Days Challenge

Courtesy of Google

This is an easy game. Just update your bloggie/fb everyday. Answer the questions. Every entry should be followed with at least 1 photo which is relevant to the questions.

Day 1 — Your favorite song

Day 2 — Your favorite movie

Day 3 – Your idea of the perfect first date.

Day 4 – Your favorite photograph of your best friend.

Day 5 – What makes you different from everyone else?

Day 6 – A song to match your mood.

Day 7 – A photo of an animal you’d love to keep as a pet.

Day 8 – A picture of your favourite memory

Day 9 – Your current relationship, if single discuss how single life is.

Day 10 – A photo of the item you last purchased.

Day 11 – 5 facts about you.

Day 12 – A photo of something that makes you happy.

Day 13 – A picture of your favourite band or artist

Day 14 – A TV show you’re currently addicted to.

Day 15 – Something you don’t leave the house without.

Day 16 – Short term goals for this month and why

Day 17 – How you hope your future will be like.

Day 18 – 5 things that irritate ME about opposite/same sex

Day 19 – A picture of something you want to do before you die

Day 20 – The meaning behind your blog name.

Day 21 – A photo of your favorite place to eat.

Day 22 – A letter to someone who has hurt you recently.

Day 23 – Your dream wedding.

Day 24 – A photo of something that means a lot to you.

Day 25 – Who are you?

Day 26 – A photo of somewhere you want to go.

Day 27 – What kind of person attracts you?

Day 28 – In this past month, what have you learned?

Day 29 – Something you could never get tired of doing.

Day 30 – A photograph of yourself today + three good things that have happened in the past 30 days

Well this post is just the beginning. Day 1 entry will be posted next!

I hope that I still can write well.

And if you wish to give a go to this challenge, you are very welcomed to do so! Just leave your blog link in the comment section so that I will be able to follow the posts! :)

Cheers!

tiequeue's photostream

2011-06-17T18:29:00.001+10:00

tiequeue's photostream on Flickr.

Vivid Sydney Festival 2011

Chef Wan and MasterChef Australia

2011-06-11T20:39:00.003+10:00

To my Malaysian friends, our beloved Chef Wan appears in this episode of MasterChef Australia! :)

And he continues to rock the MasterClass in Part 3:

I feel so proud to see him in the show! Haha. You can see that he as usual speaks very fast that the girls look kind of confused. xD

The Not So Excellent Adventure of Mystique and Hystrix

2011-06-05T21:06:00.003+10:00

I was checking my Twitter timeline when I noticed this tweet:

"Sydney tomorrow"? Tomorrow?? Ryan Higa in Sydney?

Oh. My. God. This couldn't be real! If Ryan's coming to Sydney, I might have a chance to meet him! I quickly called Hystrix, my roommate to have a look at the tweet. I read it out loud to her although I knew she could read it by herself. We were suddenly filled with an extreme excitement. I checked Ryan's tweets to find out why he was coming to Australia and where and when exactly he would come to Sydney.

After a quick research, I found out that Ryan was having a tour with many other Youtube stars like Kevin (Kevjumba), Janice and Sonia (Jayesslee) and some other people whom I didn't really know in a show named BOOMBOX Tour 2011. The tour was done in four big cities of Australia, which were Melbourne, Adelaide, Sydney and Perth. I discovered an event regarding the show in Sydney in Facebook, and from there I knew that the exact venue for the event would be in the Sydney Town Hall starting from 3 pm to 8 pm.

There's a great thrill in the air; I can’t help feeling delighted thinking that I would be so near to Ryan Higa. We wanted so much to go there to see him, but we realised that assignment must be given a priority. LING218 had been waiting for some days. We decided that we would only go to Town Hall after - at least - going through the text that we had to analyse.

Later on that day, our friends - Mint and Nadiah a.k.a. Abang Handsome (yes, that’s her nickname) - informed us that they wanted to visit our new house the next day. My housemates and I have been living in the new house for about a week, and we would of course welcome any visit from friends that were wondering how our house look like.

So, in the next morning Mint and Nadiah came over and we had our lunch together. After that, I informed them about our plan to meet Ryan Higa and although we were not very serious about it, we invited Mint along. But she said that she had to do something later on that day and thus couldn’t join us. They left the house and we started to decide whether we really wanted to go to Town Hall just to meet or at least see Ryan Higa from a far distance. We thought that we would be happy enough if we could see him from far away, so we were determined to go to Sydney Town Hall.

Biru (that’s a nickname for our housemate) wasn’t very sure about following us to the city but she didn’t want to be left alone in the house. After a long thought, she finally agreed to come along with us. As we promised to ourselves that LING218 must come first, we switched on our laptops, faced each other, set the time of when we want to stop and get ready to go to Town Hall, began our discussions, and try our best to understand the text extract by reading the original one. It was a heavy text and we took quite some time to figure out the main ideas.

After some while, the time for assignment was up and we got ourselves ready for the city. At about 4 pm, we left the house and took a bus to the Macquarie University train station. From there, we took a train to the Town Hall train station, which is about 10 stations away. We didn’t pay close attention when the train passed the Town Hall station and we had to get off at the Central station and took another train that stopped at Town Hall.

As soon as we arrived at Town Hall – at about 5.30 pm, I started to feel nervous out of no reason. Most probably it was because I didn’t know what to expect and whether we would be able to accomplish the mission of meeting Ryan Higa. We went to the Town Hall building and found out that there were several security guards guarding the entrance. It seemed like only those with valid tickets would be allowed to enter the building. And we DID NOT buy any tickets, for three reasons. First, we just found out about the event. Two, we were not very serious about watching the show. Three, the price was quite expensive; we’re short of money. Thus, being unable to enter the building yet wanting so much to see Ryan, we decided to wait outside and just hope that he would eventually come out and we would (at least) see him from a distance.

It may sound crazy for most people to wait in cold (around 10°C), for about two hours (yes, TWO HOURS), but we did it. The show was going on. At times, we could hear screaming voices of the fans inside the building. The show ended at 6 pm and the people with general tickets came out of the building. We predicted that Ryan would come out but there was a ‘Meet and Greet’ session until 8 pm. So we waited for another hour.

I felt pity for Biru because she did not really have wait along with us in the cold weather since she’s not a fan of Nigahiga or any other YouTube celebrities that were there that night. What’s more, she just found out that she had to complete a German online exam by 12 am when Mint called her that night (they take German language as their elective subject). I felt bad because I was the one who were craving to meet Ryan the most, but I had dragged my friends into trouble when I made them wait along with me. We were also feeling rather hungry because we didn’t eat anything after the lunch. I felt like asking them to leave first so that they didn’t have to wait, but they refused to do so. We discussed a bit and came into decision that we would leave the place and go to a nearby KFC – if Ryan still had not come out until 7.30 pm.

While waiting, we had some chat about the possibility of Ryan going out from that very main entrance. Hystrix kept saying that Ryan might want to avoid the crowd so he might take another door. But I was in total denial of that prediction. I said that Ryan is not that kind of person; he might be popular, but he would not act like some over-proud celebrities that would avoid their fans because they’re “too famous” and are afraid that their fans would chase after them and grab and grip their clothes (and skin) to pieces. Ryan is one-of-a-kind celebrity who cares for his fans and appreciates all of them. Okay maybe I’m not his friend to describe him well, and maybe I was putting a very high expectation upon him, but I could sense it; my strong intuition said it. Ryan is a very pleasant and friendly person.

There were people coming out of the building, each of them had a paper that’s full with the celebrities’ autographs. We didn’t hope for any autograph, we just hoped that we could at least see Ryan. There were no sign that Ryan would come out. But we saw someone who wore “ARTIST” name tag, and there were some people who approached him and snapped some pictures with him. We didn’t know him but we stood right next to him. He’s good-looking and cool though, I thought.

The security guards were still there. We saw several people approaching the guards and said something, and they were let in without much interrogation. I felt like trying to ask the guards whether they could let us in just to see Ryan’s face. Sound ridiculous huh?

We waited. And waited. And hoped. Until the point that I said to Hystrix and Biru, “Let’s wait for another 5 minutes. If he still hasn’t come out, we will leave. 5 more minutes”. I felt like I had turned into a fanatic fan because I waited long enough - for someone I had never met before – to be called “some crazy fan”. I wondered if there were any other fans of Ryan that would do exactly the same as I did, as we did. Or maybe worst? But seriously, I had never thought that I would ever do what I was doing. I had never thought that my admiration towards Ryan was that immense.

After 5 minutes, Hystrix and Biru were ready to leave. But not me. I was determined to go and nicely ask the guards that ridiculous and silly question – “I don’t have any ticket, but can I come in?”

I told Hystrix that it’s the last thing I would want to do before we leave. If the guards don’t let me in, I would leave without any disappointment, because I at least tried. But if I don’t try and just leave like that, I would feel totally regretful. And someday I would recall that moment and thought: ‘I should’ve tried to ask the guards.’ I should. At least. Try. Or else our hardship of waiting in the cold, and with empty stomach would be absolutely worthless.

Hystrix looked at me for a moment before she said, “I’ll accompany you.” We walked towards two of the guards and started the ‘controversial’ conversation.

Me: Excuse me, I was just wondering if you could let us in for a while because we waited for quite a long time outside here.

Guard 1: Oh, are you waiting for your friends or relatives?

Hystrix: No, uhm... Is there anybody inside? Are all the artists still inside?

Guard 1: Er, well yup... Who are you coming to see actually?

Hystrix: Well, we actually want to see one of the artists.

Me: Yeah, we had been waiting for quite a long time, we’d be grateful if we could even at least see him from far.

Guard 1: You need a blue pass for that. What pass do you have? White or blue?

Me: Er, we don’t have any pass; we didn’t buy the ticket because we just found out about this event.

Guard 2: Oh. Uhm, we cannot let you in if that’s the case. Even if we let you in, there’s another guard at the other door; you will still not be able to enter.

Me: Oh please, we really want to see him. We don’t mind if we can only see him from far away. *I was begging the guards without me realising it*

Guards 1: *Paused for several seconds* Well... Okay, let’s make a deal. 50 dollars each person.

Me and Hystrix: *Shocked*

Hystrix: Uhm, nevermind. We’ll just leave.

Me: *Unexpectedly asked for a lower deal* Can you lower it a bit?

Guard 2: *Spoke to Guard 1* Just let them in.

Hystrix: It’s okay, we’ll just leave. *Gestured to walk away*

Guard 1: No, no. Just come in. Forget about the deal. (I made up the last sentence)

Me: Really? *Eyes blinking fast*

Guard 1: Yes, you two come with me.

Me: Oh, thanks a lot! (You can’t imagine how my face looked like that moment)

Hystrix and I looked to each other. Oh my God. I felt like screaming my heart out but fortunately I was able to control it. Be cool, I reminded myself. Haha.

We followed the guard into the hall and saw many people lining up on the stage to get the artists’ autographs and to take pictures with them. My eyes were searching for Ryan when the guard asked me, “Which one is the person you want to meet?” I said, “Wait, uhm... Oh, there he is! The one wearing black shirt, standing behind the table.”

“Go to the front and take a picture,” he said smilingly, seeing that I was holding a camera in my hands. I was very grateful to him and the other guard. “Thank you very much!” was the only words that I could utter to him. I turned to Hystrix and said, “This is unbelievable.”

Hystrix called Biru, who was waiting for us outside, to tell her that we were allowed to enter the hall and would come out in several minutes. We quickly walked to the front of the stage and I snapped several pictures of Ryan, who was taking pictures with some fans.

Hystrix asked me to go up the stage and meet Ryan face-to-face. But I felt guilty to cut the line and head up straight to Ryan, which I actually did.

We went up the stage and I stood right in front of the table Ryan was standing before. He was talking to a crew (or whoever it was) when I called his name. He turned to me and I said, “Hi Ryan!” He smiled and replied, “Hi!”

I was still too excited that I miraculously spoke non-stop and fluently and he only listened attentively to me without saying anything. I said something that sounded more or less like this;

“Ryan, I admire you very much. I feel nervous because I had never thought I could meet you. Actually my friends and I had been waiting outside the building for two hours because we didn’t buy a ticket because we just found out about the event. Well, I feel bad for cutting the line and come straight to meet you, but I’m very happy that I could meet you.”

Hystrix snapped a picture of us when I was nervously speaking to Ryan. I could tell from Ryan’s face that he felt touched and sympathetic to hear my story. Then a crew said to us, “Be quick please, another 15 minutes left”. Ryan said to us, “Oh, do you want to take a picture?” I replied, “Oh, yeah,” and we turned to Hystrix who was holding my camera. Ryan and I posed for a moment and Hystrix snapped a picture. Then I took the camera to take a picture of Ryan and Hystrix. After that, Hystrix said to Ryan, “Nice to meet you!” and Ryan answered, “Nice to meet you too!” and we left the stage.

Me and Ryan

Hystrix and Ryan

I tried to snap another picture of Ryan entertaining the fans in the queue, but the camera memory was full. That picture of Ryan and Hystrix was the last one. We walked out of the hall and passed by the guards. I smiled to them and thanked them. Guard 1 smiled at us as he could sense the bliss we’re engulfed in.

I said to Hystrix, “Let’s act cool as if nothing happened.” We saw Biru and walked towards her. After several ‘cool’ steps, Hystrix ran towards Biru and I couldn’t help running after her! We’re filled with genuine excitement. Yes, pure bliss. We then headed up to the nearby KFC to have our dinner and to narrate to Biru on what had happened.

Biru was able to complete her online exam on time when we got home. And I found out that the artist that we saw outside the building was Christian Joseph, a YouTube celebrity.

Christian Joseph

The end.

We learnt that if we want something, we have to act like we want it. The late principal of my school always told us that if we request for something, it’s uncertain that we’ll get it. But if we don’t request for it at all, we’ll certainly not get it. Moral of the story, hard work pays off.

Biru, me and Hystrix

Thanks to Hystrix and Biru for accompanying me! :)

P/S: The title of the post is derived from the short movie “Ryan and Sean’s Not So Excellent Adventure” by Ryan and his friend, Sean Fujiyoshi.

Thanks for reading!

In between

2011-05-24T00:12:00.003+10:00

I am currently in dilemma, in between two important things. I really want to write on the experiences Hystrix and I had had - meeting Ryan Higa.

And at the same time, I really need to struggle to complete the Linguistics assignment (obviously the one I posted on previously) within these few days. The due date is 27th of May. Until then, I possibly would not be able to complete the full story.

And now I feel like sick. I mean it. Well, not really. I actually mean that I have lots of thing to accomplish in a short time and it is not a pleasure. I really need this something. This very something.

Time management!

"Auntie, can I have a pack of time management? Tie one side (ikat tepi) please. How much? Oh, 5 dollars. Okay here is the money, thanks!"

If and only if it's that easy.

See ya!

The not-so-excellent adventure of Mystique and Hystrix (teaser)

2011-05-17T01:12:00.005+10:00

We met this guy. This cool and funny guy. This great and handsome and totally-awesome guy.

He is Ryan Higa. The owner of the famous Nigahiga channel in Youtube.

And during our journey to meet the fantastic Ryan Higa, underlies a long story which I want to immortalise - in my memory, and in this very blog of mine.

It's a real pleasure to meet you, Ryan.

P/S: Will post about the journey soon!

This product will change your life

2011-05-17T01:07:00.006+10:00

Believe it or not, this product is way better than any famous branded hair products that are promoted like crazy in the television.

Still don't believe me? Take a look at the picture below.

TADAA~

Impressive effect, ain't it?

P/S: The new hair style looks familiar. I reckon that someone must've used this product. xD

Five Signs You Need To Do Your Assignment

2011-05-14T22:26:00.015+10:00

Some people just find it difficult to start doing their assignments (or homework if you are still in school). Some always loves to put off the task because they know they have several long weeks before the due date. Days have passed and there's still no progress on the assignment.

Until the I-must-finish-the-assignment-today-no-matter-what-because-tomorrow-is-the-due-date day arrive, they begin to stretch their hands and seize the guidelines for the assignment and start doing it. And struggle to complete it before the next morning.

Often these people take caffeine to keep their eyes and brains awake late at night in order to finish the so irritating assignment, thus making them walk like a zombie the following day.

Sentap? Haha. Anyway I'm not going to talk about procrastinating an assignment this time. Obviously. You can reread the title of the post if you want a confirmation. Okay it may have some association with procrastination, but that is not the main point that I want to talk about in this entry.

Now, if you take a Linguistics or Grammar class, you will understand what I want to convey in this entry.

Let's have a look at what I call the Five Signs You Need To Do Your

(Linguistics) Assignment.

1. You speak about lecturers and assignments when you are having a breakfast with your friend(s).

Don't you wonder why the assignment sounds more delicious that your pancakes coated with honey? You should realise that you're craving for an assignment, not those pancakes!

2. You speak with grammatically incorrect sentence structure. You sometimes speak something and later realise that what you say does not make sense. You also realise that your pronunciation of words (in any language that you know) is so bad that you sound like an illegal immigrants.

3. You feel uneasy to hang out with ~~Ryan Higa~~ your friends. You feel guilty because you have not started doing your assignment and at the same time you extremely want to go out and enjoy the delicious Bondi Burger of The ~~Oprah Show~~ Oporto and Chocolate Ice Blended of Easyway.

4. You dream of your lecturer asking you to hand in the assignment tomorrow, and you have not even started writing the title of the assignment in your Word Document. Or you dream that Ryan Higa asked you whether you have completed your Linguistics assignment. And as much as you want to say 'yes', you find it hard to tell lies to him and had to say 'no' - which would definitely gives him a negative impression on you. Ouch.

5. You write a blog post regarding the assignment. Telling your readers that you have not started doing your assignment. You tend to analyse your own writings when you write. You find that the word 'you' is used repeatedly and that shows that the person who you are talking about is ~~YouTube~~ YOU, Mys Tique!

Er, that's me. Ok-bye-I-want-to-do-my-linguistics-assignment.

Teehee! x)

Snapped :)

2011-04-22T00:35:00.002+10:00

Long time ago ~~in a faraway kingdom~~, I found out that I love taking photos. But my interest in photography is not significant enough for me to buy a DSLR camera. So I just snap pictures using any camera I have.

Have a look at these photos. Comments would be greatly appreciated. :)

Ka-ching~

Vandalisme on the floor?

The sun wants to say hi ^^

Aiyo ma, you mau kena langgar sama itu bas ka?

Er, help me get out of here please.

Or else they'll force me to buy a new phone. Hee

Cheers! ^_^

Power

2011-04-15T03:16:00.003+10:00

Repetition is power.

Yes.

Repetition is power.

I don't care whether you believe it or not, but;

Repetition is power.

Yeah, I just said it.

Repetition is power.

See, I don't even need to bold the words or write in capital letters.

Because repetition is power.

But, if you want power, you'd better take Kopi Tongkat Ali - Super Power.

Okthanksforreadinghaveaniceday.

Once upon a time...

2011-04-10T13:53:00.005+10:00

Once upon a time...

Mys: !Hola! ¿Cómo estas?

Tique: Muy bien, gracias. ¿Y tú?

Mys: No muy bien. I indeed failed to keep up with the trial plan.

Tique: What trial plan?

Mys: Ah, it's the plan I planned in order to make my blog get update more often. So it seems like the plan is not a very good idea for people like me. Need to do some more brainstorming.

Tique: Only now you realise it? Tsk tsk tsk.

Mys: But, I love chocolate!

Tique: Lari topik. Sangat.

Mys: I know you like it as much as I do. Do you want an interesting chocolate wrapper?

Tique: Huh? I don't eat chocolate wrapper. I mean, who does? You?

Mys: Naa. Not me. But you should see this. You may crave for one (like I do now) when you read the descriptions in the chocolate wrapper.

Tique: What? Are there diamonds inside the chocolate?

Mys: Of course! No! Okay, straight to the point. Read this (while handing a chocolate wrapper to Tique).

Tique: (Takes the wrapper and read the descriptions) Ehem ehem. So it sounds like this.

For immediate relief of: Chocolate Cravings, Lovesickness, Exam Pressure, Mild Anxiety and Extreme Hunger.

Directions for use: Tear open wrapper, break off desired dosage, and consume. Alternatively massage into the affected area. Repeat dosage as required until finished. If symptoms persist consult your local confectioner.

(Finishes reading)

Hey I want one!! I WANT ONE!!

*******

P/S: This is not a real story. But the Emergency Chocolate is real. I want one. Sekian.

SPM result

2011-03-23T23:40:00.002+11:00

SPM.

Sijil Pelajaran Malaysia. Or Malaysian Certificate of Education. Or some people may call, Sijil Paling Menakutkan (Most Horrifying Certificate).

My sister had just taken her SPM result in her secondary school today. I called her to know the details of her result. So she told me what she got and she insisted me not to tell my friends about it.

That's okay, I understand that. Well, she did not fail any paper, and that's great.

I suddenly remember something. It was a day before my SPM examination, yeaaars ago. I lived in a hostel.

Being terribly stressed, I called my mom. As soon as I heard her voice, I burst into tears. T_T

And my mom calmed me down by saying, "Laa, buat apa nak stres. Bukannya mati pun kalau gagal SPM"; translated as, "Aww, you don't have to be stressed. It's not like you're going to die if you fail your SPM".

I laughed and stopped crying. There's truth in what she said. Thanks mom for making me smile. :) *insert Smile song by Uncle Kraker here*

Well for all the students who had taken their SPM results today, be grateful to God. Whatever kind of result you get, remember that it is the result of your efforts you did before coming to the examination hall. If you studied hard, but you get bad results, reflect on what you have done. Maybe you neglected things that you should have paid attention to.

If get bad result because you did not study hard, and feel badly stressed about it, you might want to consider this Stress Reduction Kit.

Cheers!

First post from OZ

2011-03-21T01:48:00.001+11:00

G'day mate!

Not writing any post since I arrived here made me feel guilty. Like seriously. Actually, I had always wanted to write new entries but my fingers were just so lazy to type and my brain encountered difficulties in making up excuses for not updating the blog. So I ended up having to tell you the truth.

To be honest, this problem has become the main concern of this blog. I must find a way to tackle this matter. Fortunately my brain is still funtioning, and I got a splendid idea.

That I love Facebook so much, I have never failed to update my Facebook status. I usually make sure that I update my status at least once a day.

Therefore, to make sure that I update my blog at the same frequency, I must write one post that corresponds to the status I wrote in Facebook. This means that every time I update my status in Facebook, I will need to write explanations or elaborations or anything that has to do with the status - in a post in this blog.

By doing this, I am actually opening up my privacy to the public - which is so ironic for a Mystique. But when I know that I need to write a post for every status update I make, of course I will think twice, or maybe thrice, or maybe double twice (?) before laying my fingers on the keyboard to type a new status. As for my privacy, I will not write any Facebook status that is too personal for the world to know. So it should not be such a big problem, right?

Okay, this sounds a bit ridiculous for me to do. Let me have the trial version for one week and later I will decide whether to continue with this sobrilliantideaofmine. Wish this lazy girl luck. XD

By the way, please ignore spelling errors that you might find in this post. :P

Hasta luego!

February 10

2011-02-08T12:19:00.011+11:00

If you know me, you may have already known that I am going to fly to Sydney, Australia on this 10th of February, which is just around the corner.

There it is.

No, I'm not going there for a holiday. I'm going there to study. Ever heard of B.Ed TESOL? Well, I am under a twinning programme of B.Ed TESOL. I had my foundation and my first year of degree in IPG Penang Campus, and now I will need to do my second and third year of degree in a university in Australia, namely Macquarie University. It is located in Sydney, New South Wales.

Yes, spell it this way.

After two years, I will come back to Malaysia in order to do my practical year and later get posted to school, to start my teaching career.

*Can't wait to start teaching!* Yeah, right...

Now, back to the topic. Look at the date of February 10. Look at it carefully. Now do you notice that when you count the number of letters plus numbers, you will get 10? Don't believe me? Okay, let's count together.

F+E+B+R+U+A+R+Y+1+0 =10!

See? Okay, there's no important point there. Sorry for wasting your time. :P

What is so special about February 10? Well, let's find out.

February 10 is the 41st day of the year in the Gregorian calendar. There are 324 days remaining until the end of the year (325 in leap years) - says Wikipedia

In 1961, the Niagara Falls hydroelectric project began producing power - says todayinsci.com

In 1993, Michael Jackson granted his first interview in 15 years to Oprah Winfrey. In the interview, Jackson claimed that he has a disorder that destroys the pigmentation of the skin and that he had had very little plastic surgery - says on-this-day.com

In 2005, Prince Charles announces he will marry his long-term partner Camilla Parker Bowles on 8 April - says thepeoplehistory.com

Verizon iPhone 4 available on 10 February 2011 - says Matthew Miller on ZDNet.com

The last one is the sweetest one. xD

Oh ya, I forgot something. February 10 is also the birthday of several popular personalities. Let me list them out.

1955 : Greg Norman, an Australian professional golfer

1962 : Cliff Burton, an American musician

1987 : Choi Si-won, a Korean singer (Super Junior)

1990 : Choi Soo-young, a Korean singer, actress and model (Girl's Generation)

1991 : Atiqah Musa, a Malaysian student, class treasurer (TESOL)

1991 : Emma Roberts, an American actress, niece to Julia Roberts

WHOOPSS. Wait right there. Scroll up a bit. Atiqah Musa? ATIQAH MUSA? Isn't that... ME? I'm not that famous okayyy.

But hey, February 10 is MY BIRTHDAY! And Emma and I share the same birthdate! Now I can celebrate my birthday with Choi Si-won and Choi Soo-young too! Er, by the way, are they siblings? They have the same family name, you see? Nah, doesn't matter, not a problem for me.

Now that you (and I) know that February 10 is my birthday, and also my first-flight-ever date, what do you think will happen on that special day?

I mean, it is 2-in-1 celebration, thus it must be a very memorable day ever! I am thinking of several possibilities that may take place during my birthday.

First possibility, I will step into the KLIA and every single person in there sings the famous Happy Birthday song with a very beautiful voise. The CEO of KLIA (is there one?) will walk right to me and give me a big present wrapped in a beautiful box! Somebody will push a trolley of a big delicious cake and let me blow the candle... Okay stop right there. What a nonsense.

Second possibility, I will enter the plane and sit at my place. At the same time, everyone in the plane including the pilot will stand up and start singing the song "Selamat Hari Jadi", the Malay version of Happy Birthday song. The very handsome pilot will walk up to me and hand in a plate containing a yummy oreo cheesecake. Wait, he will not give it to me, instead of that, he will slam the cake onto my face! And he will smile and say, "Happy birthday sweetie!". Everyone else will hold an egg in their hand, and right after the hot pilot moves away, they will start throwing eggs at me! Ouch. I hope that would never happen.

Third possibility, I will walk into KLIA and check in and nothing happens. I will go around and talk to everyone whom I know (and about to know) and nothing happens. I will enter the aeroplane and sit at my place and nothing happens. I will spend about 8 hours in the plane and nothing happens. I will arrive in Sydney and nothing, not a single special thing happens. Possible? Uhm, maybe it sounds frustrating, but it may happen. Who knows?

Okay, I don't write this post to make sure that everyone will buy a present or a cake for my birthday. I simply do not mind if people do not even remember my birthday. Even the people who are close to me. Yes, I'm telling the truth. Why?

Because I hold to a principle that says, "Expect nothing, and you will always be happy". Talking about expectation, disappointment is mainly caused when something you hope for fails to meet your expectation. Thus, why should I hope for things that might not happen? I love to be happy, so why should I hope and later become disappointed? It is a lot better if I just expect nothing instead of something, because when a good surprise pops up, I will feel happy since it is not expected!

Therefore, why am I writing something like February-10-is-my-birthday-so-you'd-better-remember-or-we-are-friends-no-more post? Why?

Because I simply want to make this 10th of February 2011 a day that I would never forget in my life - by immortalising it in this very blog of mine. ;)

Pray me a happy flight anyway! And thanks for reading! ^_^

10-to-1 Funny Questions Tag

2011-02-07T12:39:00.003+11:00

10-to-1 Funny Questions Tag

TAG!

I was blogwalking when I saw this tag, and after considering the interesting questions, I immediately copied the questions and saved them in my laptop. It was last year, around September or October. And today, after digging in my documents in my laptop, I found out that I still have it!

I've not been answering any tag questions for quite a long time. I mean, I reaaally miss doing it. So questions, here I come!!

Ten how’s:

1. How did you get one of your scars?

I ran straight into a cupboard when I was 5 years old.

2. How did you celebrate your last birthday?

Went to Pizza Hut in Queensbay Mall with my friends! ;D

3. How are you feeling at this moment?

Nervous. My heart is beating fast. Feeling like answering exam questions.

4. How did your night go last night?

Good. My laptop played some music for me to sleep. I only realised it this morning.

5. How did you do in high school?

Excellent! I didn't score in Additional Maths and Chemistry!

6. How did you get the shirt you’re wearing?

I bought it for my younger sister last year. And she gave it to me.

7. How often do you see your best friend(s)?

Recently, not very often. But will be seeing them everyday (I hope) starting from this Thursday! Yippie! ;D

8. How much money did you spend last month?

Erkk. Too much expenditures, couldn't track them all. :P

9. How old do you want to be when you get married?

23. Too early? Okay, 24. No? Fine. 25 would do.

10. How old will you be at your next birthday?

I was born in 1991. Now calculate 1+9+9+1.

Nine what’s:

1. Your mother's name?

What? You want to know my password??

2. What did you do last weekend?

Shopping, window shopping, shopping, sleeping, shopping, saw pink.

3. What is the most important part of your life?

The happiness of people I love. *wink*

4. What would you rather be doing?

Packing all the stuff I have bought? -_-'

5. What did you last cry over?

My 1-year-old niece hit me hard at my face. It's the truth.

6. What always makes you feel better when you’re upset?

Chocolate! ;D

7. What’s the most important thing you look for in a significant other?

In a significant other?? What is that?

8. What are you worried about?

Question number 8.

9. What did you have for breakfast? Beef steak. Okay, bread and nescafe.

Eight Have you-s:

1. Have you ever liked someone who had a girlfriend/boyfriend?

Are you kidding? Of course yes! :P

2. Have you ever had your heartbroken?

Fortunately yes. Now I'm more aware in trusting people.

3. Have you ever been out of the country?

No, not yet.

4. Have you ever done something outrageously dumb?

Absolutely yes!

5. Have you ever been back stabbed by a friend?

I don't remember any. Nope I hope.

6. Have you ever had sex on the beach?

A BIG NO.

7. Have you ever dated someone younger than you?

Yes! Not really.

8. Have you ever read an entire book in one day?

Yes, when exam is around the corner...

Seven who’s:

1. Who was the last person you saw?

My older brother. Sleeping like a baby.

2. Who was the last person you texted?

Wait. *checking sent items* Din Clcm. Who's that? My younger brother.

3. Who was the last person you hung out with?

My older sister. And Din, my brother.

4. Who was the last person to call you?

Mom! xD

5. Who did you last hug?

Mom! xD

6. Who is the last person who texted you?

Mom? Nope, Din.

7. Who was the last person you said “I love you” to?

Dad!! Wow, what a good daughter (I wish).

Six where’s:

1. Where does your best friend(s) live?

Malaysia. Next week onwards, some of them will move to Sydney. Me too. :)

2. Where did you last go?

Downstairs, to the kitchen.

3. Where did you last hang out?

KL Sogo, Jalan TAR, Berjaya Times Square, Low Yat Plaza. All in one day. ;D

4. Where do you go to school?

Kedah, Perak and Penang.

5. Where is your favorite place to be?

Home sweet home. *will miss it* ;(

6. Where did you sleep last night?

In the bed, in my brother's house, in Bangi, Selangor.

Five do’s:

1. Do you think anyone likes you?

Yes, the guy who asked his mother to ask me questions in the train. (It's a long long story to tell you)

2. Do you ever wish you were someone else?

Yes, I used to. But now, nope.

3. Do you know the muffin man?

Who the hell is that?

4. Does the future scare you?

Sort of.

5. Do your parents know about your blog?

Er, I don't know. But later they'll find out about it when I'm in Sydney. ;P

Four why’s:

1. Why are you best friends with your best friend?

Because we know and understand each other?

2. Why did you get into Blogging?

To practice writing and to express myself. :)

3. Why did your parents give you the name you have?

You should ask them, not me.

4. Why are you doing this survey?

Because I miss answering questions tag. o_O'

Three if’s:

1. If you could have one super power what would it be?

Psychic power!

2. If you could go back in time and change one thing, would you?

No, thanks. Messing with time reversal will just confuse me.

3. If you were stranded on a deserted island and could bring 1 thing, what would you bring?

A speedboat with a full tank will do.

Two would-you-ever’s:

1. Would you ever get back together with any of your ex’s if they asked you?

Simply no.

2. Would you ever shave your head to save someone you love?

Why not?

One last question:

1. Are you happy with your life right now?

Yes ;)

A tag would not be a tag if there is no tagging, right? Therefore, I would like to tag these people:

If your name is up, I would really appreciate it if you could spend some of your precious time to do the tag. But if you don't have much time for this (or you simply do not want to answer it), I really don't mind. ;)

And if you're not short-listed here, don't be sad. Please, feel free to answer the questions!

And if you ever wish to do the tag, please be reminded to post the URL link as a comment here once you're done with it so that I can read them and give comments! ;)

Have a good day everyone! ^^

Jalan-jalan cari jalan di KL - BAB 2

2011-02-06T19:40:00.007+11:00

Dah lama tak menulis dalam blog, jari pun macam kekok semacam je menaip. Ampun dan maaf saya pohon kepada semua pembaca atas ke-tidakupdate-an yang telah berpanjangan selama hampir sebulan. Baik! Tanpa membuang masa, saya nak sambung cerita yang dah berkurun terhenti. Kalau anda tak tahu cerita apa yang saya maksudkan, sila ke entri ini.

*****

Saya, Hannah, Kak Wani, Athirah dan ayah Hannah (En. Aini) menuju ke Petaling Jaya, tempat dimana letaknya Wisma MCIS Zurich. Selepas beberapa lama berada di dalam kereta, kami akhirnya sampai di destinasi yang dituju, iaitu Lifecare Diagnostic Medical Centre.

A very comfortable place indeed. :)

Kami pun masuk dan bertemu dengan kakak-kakak yang menjaga kaunter. Semuanya manis-manis belaka, malah ramah pulak tu. Setelah menyerahkan dokumen-dokumen yang berkenaan, kami diminta untuk bergambar dengan seorang akak cun yang bekerja di situ. Okey, bukan begitu sebenarnya. Akak cun tersebut mengambil gambar wajah-wajah kami yang comel menggunakan sebuah kamera digital, seorang satu gambar (kat muka je). Akak tu ambil gambar dari jarak yang agak dengan dengan muka kami, sehinggakan bila saya pandang kamera, mata saya seakan juling. o_O

Selesai dengan gambar, kami pergi ke kaunter pembayaran untuk membayar bayaran yang kami perlu bayar. Semuanya Ringgit Malaysia 220. Resit diterima dan dari situ bermulalah medical check-up kami. Saya tak mampu nak tulis panjang mengenai prosedur yang telah diambil kerana saya tak dapat nak mengingati urutan dan rentetan peristiwa yang telah kami jalani. Tapi yang pasti, berat badan dan tinggi kami telah direkod, di samping tekanan darah dan ujian penglihatan. Nasib baik dia tak buat ujian ingatan, kalau tak mesti saya dah fail.

Kemudiannya ujian air kencing (hantar urine kat dalam bekas kecil tu je, bukannya dia buat depan kitorang pun), dan selepas itu x-ray. X-ray... tak payah cerita lah. Kami sempat berjumpa Chrisnarita, kawan kami yang juga melakukan medical check-up beliau di situ. Beliau dah hampir siap masa tu. Selesai x-ray, kami tunggu di ruang menanti sebelum dipanggil untuk berjumpa doktor.

Giliran saya berjumpa doktor. Doktor tersebut berbangsa Cina dan saya bernasib baik sebab beliau adalah perempuan. Melihat beliau mengingatkan saya kepada Dr. Khoo Bee Lee, lecturer yang mengajar saya subjek Human Development semasa di semester pertama degree di IPG Kampus Pulau Pinang. Saya berasa sedikit tidak keruan sebab saya rasa doktor tersebut seakan tegas dan garang. Tapi sebenarnya beliau amat baik hati dan murah dengan senyuman. Saya je yang perasan lebih. Lega saya bila doktor kata, "Good, you're all fine."

Oh ya, sebelum saya berjumpa doktor, saya telah diminta untuk sekali lagi menyerahkan urine untuk diuji, atas alasan urine saya yang sebelum ini mengandungi protein. Saya terpaksa membayar Ringgit Malaysia 15 untuk ujian air kencing yang kedua itu. Agak kesal di situ, kerana saya terpaksa minum air yang banyak untuk meng-ada-kan urine "baru". Habis sebotol air kosong saya minum, nah ambil kau. Padan muka, siapa suruh makan nasi lemak berlauk daging pagi tu, malam sebelum tu pulak makan burger (entah ayam ke daging, tak ingat dah).

Habis saja medical check-up, kami pun keluar dan mula berbincang ke mana arah tuju kami selepas itu. Berbagai idea muncul entah dari mana, akhirnya kami setuju untuk ke Mid Valley. Saja nak jalan-jalan. Kami pun menaiki kereta yang dipandu ayah Hannah dan turun di satu tempat yang berdekatan dengan bangunan Mid Valley. Memang sungguh kena jalan la, dah kata nak jalan-jalan. Kami tersalah jalan sebenarnya, patut masuk ikut jalan lain. Tapi akhirnya kami berjaya menemui jalan masuk ke tempat parking kereta. Sampailah jugak kami.

Kami pergi menunaikan solat Zuhur di surau Mid dan selepas itu kami menyedari bahawa perut kami bermain lagu keroncong. Kami pun ~~bertelagah~~ berbincang di mana kami boleh isi perut kami. Bila melintas di hadapan sebuah kedai makan yang bernama "The Spaghetti Farm", kami berasa tertarik dan terus masuk dan memesan makanan. Bila makanan sampai, kami semua terliur menyaksikan spageti yang telah dipesan. Sedaaaaaapp mengalahkan Mi Sedaap. Maaf, gambar kami tiada di sini sebab hanya Athirah sahaja yang membawa kamera beliau. Dan saya tidak berkesempatan mengambil salinan gambar-gambar comel kami dari beliau. Tapi saya ada gambar ini untuk anda.

The Spaghetti Farm. Design dia lebih kurang je dengan yang dekat Mid Valley.

Spageti yang Kak Wani pesan rupa dia lebih kurang macam ni

Dengan perut yang ~~kembong~~ kenyang dan hati yang girang, kami melangkah keluar dan memulakan misi window shopping kami. Berjalan dan berjalan dan berjalan dan menemukan Chocolate Fair di tingkat 4 (atau 5, tak ingat dah) dan berjalan lagi. Saya sempat membeli beberapa lolichoc yang sememangnya enak dan lazat. Juga merasa hampir semua jenis produk coklat yang ada di sana.

Ni poster Chocolate Fair yang saya jumpa di Google.

Setelah beberapa puluh minit mengusha macam-macam benda di Chocolate Fair, kami pun meneruskan window shopping kami.

Bila selesai dengan window shopping, kami pun berpakat untuk pulang ke rumah masing-masing. Jam sudah pukul 5.30 lebih semasa kami membeli tiket komuter. Saya, Athirah dan Kak Wani turun ke platform tempat menunggu tren. Kami teramat terkejut kerana terdapat sangat ramai manusia yang sedang menunggu tren. Tren yang sampai beberapa minit selepas itu pula mengandungi penumpang yang teramat ramai. Dan memenuhi segenap ruang di dalam tren. Kami bertiga tidak mampu masuk ke dalam tren walaupun setelah mencuba sedaya upaya. Akhirnya kami biarkan saja orang lain naik. Kami pun terus menunggu tren yang seterusnya sambil duduk bersila dan menikmati coklat yang telah dibeli oleh Athirah. Serius. Macam orang berkelah. Lama jugak menunggu, dan bila tren tiba kami sekali lagi bersesak-sesak dalam lautan orang ramai. Itu koc wanita, kalau koc biasa entah tak tau macam mana cik gadis-cik gadis nak jaga diri.

Dalam sesak-sesak tu, saya dan Athirah berjaya memasukkan diri ke dalam tren, namun Kak Wani tak dapat diselamatkan. Beliau terpaksa menunggu tren yang seterusnya. Dalam tren, depan belakang kiri dan kanan saya semuanya bersentuhan dengan badan perempuan-perempauan lain yang sama nasib seperti saya. Saya turun di stesen Bandar Tasik Selatan untuk menaiki LRT ke Ampang. Athirah pula bakal turun di stesen KTM UKM, jadi saya mengucapkan selamat kepada beliau sebelum turun.

Yang atas LRT, yang bawah komuter.

Saya tak pernah menjejakkan kaki ke stesen Bandar Tasik Selatan sebelum itu, jadi saya berasa agak janggal keseorangan di tempat tersebut. Saya beli tiket LRT ke Ampang walaupun saya kurang jelas bagaimana untuk sampai ke stesen LRT Ampang kerana perlu transit di stesen Chan Sow Lin. Mahu tak mahu, saya terpaksa naik juga LRT. Saya turun di Chan Sow Lin, dan tergesa-gesa naik LRT di platform lagi satu tanpa menyedari saya tersalah naik LRT - LRT ke Sri Petaling. Selamba gila. Tren LRT tu pergi Bandar Tasik Selatan balik. -_-' Bila dah sedar salah LRT, saya pun turun di Bandar Tasik Selatan dan menaiki LRT yang melalui Chan Sow Lin, sekali lagi. Nasib orang tak kenal, jadi saya buat-buat cool sajalah. Turun di Chan Sow Lin, saya akhirnya berjaya menaiki LRT yang betul iaitu yang menuju ke Ampang. Agak lama la saya duduk dalam tren LRT tersebut, dan dalam hati macam-macam saya fikirkan. Tersenyum sendiri bila ingat balik naik LRT yang salah. Segan gila. Kat diri sendiri.

Peta Perjalanan LRT. Klik untuk besarkan.

Dalam pukul 7 malam, saya sampai di stesen Ampang. Hati terasa amat lega. Tapi belum sampai rumah lagi, kena naik bas pulak. Saya memang sangat tak bernasib baik bila saya tersalah naik bas pula. Sepatutnya naik bas RapidKL, tapi kaki ni gatal sangat nak jugak jejak kaki dalam bas bandar yang sesak! @#$%$!

Saya mulanya menyangkakan bas yang saya naik tu adalah bas yang betul. Saya tanya pada konduktor bas, lalu tak Bandar Baru Ampang? Dia cakap, lalu. Saya pun naik la terus. Saya rasa saya kenal sikit-sikit jalan kat Bandar Baru Ampang tu, boleh la kot nak tau bila patut turun bas. Tapi malangnya, sepanjang perjalanan bas, saya langsung tak dapat mengecam jalan. Agak lama di dalam bas, lebih kurang 45 minit. Bas berhenti banyak kali dan orang ramai turun seperti biasa. Tapi agak luar biasa bila hampir semua orang dah turun, saya dan seorang lagi budak lelaki masih di dalam bas. Konduktor bertanya, nak turun kat mana? Saya jawab la Bandar Baru Ampang. Dia pun cakap, "Laa, tadi kenapa tak turun bila sampai Bandar Baru?" Saya jawab perlahan, "Mana la tauuuu." Abang konduktor tu tanya soalan yang sama pada remaja lelaki yang senasib dengan saya tu, dan dia kata Kuala Lumpur. Saya tak berapa faham apa yang dia cakapkan, tapi abang konduktor tu faham, jadi tiada masalah di situ.

Sewaktu saya dan budak lelaki itu "disoalsiasat", saya menyedari bahawa bas tersebut sudah sampai ke tempat bas-bas lain parking. Ala-ala terminal begitu. Jalan pula agak gelap dan itu menambahkan kerisauan yang bersarang di hati. Bas membuat u-turn di satu jalan mati dan terus melalui jalan-jalan yang tak pernah saya nampak sebelum ini. Bas bergerak selama beberapa minit dan agak perlahan geraknya. Sakit hati mengenangkan beliau yang kurang prihatin dengan diri saya. Saya nak cepat la! Bukan nak bersiar-siar tengok pemandangan malam yang gelap gelita! Pak cik driver yang berbangsa Indon rancak bersembang dengan seorang wanita Indon yang menaiki bas itu. Gayanya seperti mereka berdua kenal baik. Saya mendengar perbualan mereka dengan terpaksanya.

Bas kemudiannya menurunkan budak lelaki tersebut dan meneruskan perjalanan. Jam menunjukkan pukul 8 malam. Setelah beberapa lama, konduktor bas memberitahu saya untuk turun kerana bas sudah sampai di Bandar Baru Ampang. Saya pun turun dan segera mengecam Bank CIMB yang terletak di tepi jalan simpang tiga di mana letaknya perhentian bas tersebut. Saya mengucapkan terima kasih kepada abang konduktor yang baik dan peramah (boleh la kot) dan terus mengatur langkah. Ke mana?

Ke rumah yang terletak satu kilometer lebih dari Bank CIMB tersebut. -_-' Saya rasa, betul la kot jalan yang saya pilih tu. Dalam gelap saya terus meredah jalan dan longkang dengan perasaan yang cukup kecewa. Berjalan dengan hati yang risau kalau-kalau benda yang tak baik berlaku. Berjalan dengan penuh keletihan. Tapi semangat untuk pulang ke rumah membara-bara, maka kaki terus melangkah dan melangkah, berjalan di tepi jalan besar yang menuju ke kawasan flat yang bersebelahan dengan masjid. Dari jauh saya dapat melihat kubah masjid. Hati mula berasa tenang, langkah kaki semakin laju. Saya melintas jalan yang sedikit lengang itu dan bergegas menggunakan jalan pintas ke flat. Sesampai saja di flat, bibir terasa ringan untuk mengukir senyuman. Abang dan kakak ipar ada di rumah, tapi mereka langsung tak bertanya apa-apa. Saya pun senyap jela. Padahal terlalu banyak cerita yang saya ada. Saya terus mandi bila sampai di rumah. Letih yang teramat. Lega juga yang teramat. Ada sedikit rasa kurang percaya yang saya telah berjaya memulangkan diri ke rumah.

Oh, lupa untuk saya beritahu, sepanjang perjalanan tersebut saya memakai kasut wedges yang tinggi. Melecet tu tak payah cakap lah. Lepas solat, saya sempat online sekejap menggunakan komputer abang saya yang beliau tempatkan di dalam bilik saya. Lepas tu, terus tidur pengsan. Tak ingat dunia dah. Makan pun tak ingat langsung walaupun perut kosong.

Keesokkannya iaitu hari Sabtu, saya pun tulis entri yang bertajuk "Jalan-jalan cari jalan di KL". Jadi inilah dia bab yang kedua dan terakhir.

Sekali lagi maafkan saya dari hujung rambut hingga hujung kaki kerana mengambil masa yang amat lama untuk menulis bab ini. Semoga dimaafkan. :)

A short update

2011-01-14T05:54:00.005+11:00

Hi there!

This is a quick update, I am really really really short of time.

1. I am unable to update the second episode/chapter of Jalan-jalan cari jalan di KL due to time constriction. Hoping to write again as soon as possible. ;(

2. I am going to Southern Gathering get-together programme, which will be held for 3 days (14 -16 Januari 2011), and later will have to attend a Pre-departure Briefing (I forgot the exact name of the programme) with Kementerian Pelajaran Malaysia (KPM) on 18 and 19 Januari 2011.

Southern Gathering poster.

The dress code for Pre-departure Briefing.
I will look like a secondary school student.

3. I am hoping to meet my beloved friends from IPG Penang Campus (whom I have not been seeing for about 2 months) during those programmes and I also wish I could make plenty of new friends! Wait, there's a little bit of confusion there. An introvert like me usually would not wish for such things. Have I gone extroverted? o_O

4. I need to go offline now. Haven't finished packing my stuff.

5. I will miss the pool game. And my friends whom I've been playing pool with. And I really mean it.

6. Okay, I'm leaving.

7. Have a great day!

8. And take care of yourself.

9. And thanks for reading.

10. And bye!

11. And...

(The author has failed to continue her words due to unknown reasons. Probably has gone packing her back. Or sleeping.)

Cheers!

Jalan-jalan cari jalan di KL

2011-01-08T13:02:00.005+11:00

Hari ni Mys Tique nak tulis dalam bahasa Melayu. Kenapa? Sebab Mys Tique tengah letih lagi, hasil "jalan-jalan" semalam. Tak ada kaitan? Adaaa. Otak pun dah kurang berfungsi sebab letih. Tetapi Mys Tique bukanlah berjalan menggunakan otak beliau, beliau pun berjalan menggunakan kaki, seperti mana manusia-manusia normal lain. Otak beliau letih sebab terpaksa berfikir keras untuk mengembalikan dirinya ke rumah abang beliau yang terletak di Bandar Baru Ampang.

Pesanan buat semua: Tolong maafkan saya sekiranya anda mendapati kandungan entri hari ini kurang menepati penggunaan bahasa Melayu yang betul. Dan mungkin anda akan terhidu bau rojak yang sememangnya lazat lagi menyelerakan.

Untuk memahami kenapa saya sebegitu letih sehingga memutuskan ~~percintaan~~ untuk menulis dalam bahasa Melayu pada hari Sabtu yang biasa-biasa sahaja ini, marilah kita kembali ke hari semalam (Jumaat, 7 Januari 2011), tepat pukul 6.30 pagi.

Okey, 6.30 pagi saya rasa saya masih berlingkaran dan ketiduran, tapi tak apa lah. Saya tidur lewat hari sebelumnya, kira-kira dalam pukul 3 pagi jugak la. Sejuk tahap cipan. Eh, cipan pun tak sesejuk ni kot. Belum sempat alarm handphone memekak, kucing oren (yang pernah dibela oleh abang Luqman dan Kak Nor) memekak dulu di luar pintu rumah. Saya lantas bangun dan membuka pintu dan mendapati ada kucing mana entah sedang ~~mengugut~~ mengganggu kucing oren tersebut. Lalu saya pun halau kucing jahat tu dan menutup pintu semula. Dalam hati saya terdetik, nasib baik kucing ni bergaduh. Kalau tak, bangun lambat la aku jawabnya.

Terus saya mandi dengan air yang sejuknya bagaikan air dari Cameron Highland. Baru saya ingat, tidur malam tu saya lupa pakai selimut. Patutla sejuk semacam je. Masuk-masuk bilik je terus saya matikan kipas. Solat subuh, kemudian bersiap-siap untuk keluar. Hari Jumaat sepatutnya kerja, tapi saya dah minta excuse dari bos saya yang baik hati untuk menjalani medical check-up hari tu. Malam tu tidur lambat sebab sibuk merancang perjalanan hidup pada hari Jumaat tu la.

Abang dan kakak ipar yang bekerja hari tu keluar awal, dalam pukul 7.40 gitu. Saya pulak terkial-kial nak siapkan barang-barang yang kena bawak untuk medical check-up. Pukul 8.15 saya dah keluar rumah, kunci pintu dan bergerak menuju ke perhentian bas. Kali pertama naik bas Rapid KL. Tambang RM 1 untuk turun di stesen LRT Ampang. Sesampai sahaja di sana, saya bergegas ikut orang-orang yang nak beli tiket LRT lalu menemukan kaunter tiket. Bayaran RM 1.60 untuk ke stesen LRT Pandan Indah. Masuk sahaja tren, terus saya duduk di tempat duduk (takut kena berdiri). Nasib baik saya cepat, kalau tak terpaksa la berdiri. Agak ramai manusia masa tu, al-maklumlah hari bekerja, pukul 8.30 pulak tu.

Selepas beberapa minit berangan dalam LRT, sampai lah tren di Pandan Indah. Saya pun turun dengan selambanya. Macam dah biasa je jalan sorang-sorang kat KL. Sekali lagi saya ikut orang-orang yang turun kat stesen tu. Yela, nak cari jalan keluar. Takkan nak lepak kat situ sorang-sorang. Kemudian saya ternampak sebuah gerai nasi lemak yang letaknya tak berapa jauh dari perhentian bas. Mulanya saya ingin duduk terus di perhentian bas dan tunggu Hannah datang bersama ayahnya, tetapi melihat jam baru pukul 8.50 pagi (Hannah janji nak datang pukul 9.30 pagi), saya pun menukar arah dan menuju ke gerai tersebut. Awal sangatla pulak saya sampai, tapi tak apa lah, tak ada salahnya pun kan. Ingat tak nak makan nasi (diet), tapi tak ada pilihan lain, kuih tak ada jual pulak. Maka saya pun beli nasi lemak berlauk daging dan sebotol air mineral (nasi lemak - rm 2.50 (kalau tak silap) dan air mineral - RM 0.50) dari pasangan suami isteri berbangsa Indon tersebut.

Saya pun duduk di perhentian bas yang di belakangnya ada beberapa blok flat. Sambil makan, saya berfikir, betul ke ni perhentian bas? Tak nampak bas lalu langsung. Ada la dua tiga orang duduk di situ, tapi bukan tunggu bas, sebaliknya tunggu kawan atau saudara ambil naik kereta atau van. Lantak la, saya bukan nak naik bas pun. Saya pun makan nasi lemak yang sedap tu (memang sedap!) tapi tak mampu habiskan. Sebab diet? Mungkin.

Lepas makan dan minum air mineral, saya buang sisanya ke dlam tong sampah berdekatan. Yela, takkan nak offer kat auntie berbangsa Cina yang duduk kat tepi saya tu kot?

Tunggu punya tunggu, Hannah dan ayahnya yang baru sahaja mengambil Kak Wani dari rumah beliau pun tiba dengan bergayanya untuk mengambil saya pulak. Dalam kereta, habis semua benda kami sembangkan. Lama jugak tak jumpa, dalam 2 bulan jugakla. Cerita pasal visa, Southern Gathering, Pre-departure Briefing (hal-hal penting dalam masa terdekat ni), kerja saya, cuti dan sebagainya. Ayah Hannah dengan panduan Hannah dan Kak Wani (the tourist guides) memandu keretanya dengan berhati-hati ke stesen KTM Kuala Lumpur untuk mengambil Athirah Sakinah yang datang dari Bangi. Ya! Kami akan menjalani medical check-up bersama-sama!

Nampaknya cerita ni akan jadi karangan ~~1000~~ 10,000 perkataan. Okey la, untuk mengelakkan anda sekalian rasa cemuh dan bosan membaca karangan saya ni, saya akan pendekkan cerita di mana yang boleh. Dan sebab memang agak banyak perkara yang berlaku semalam, saya rasa mungkin lebih baik saya sambung cerita ni dalam bab 2. Jadi, kalau nak tahu sambungannya, silalah tunggu saya update bab 2 dalam masa terdekat ni. Kalau anda tak nak tahu, anda boleh ~~blah~~ pergi makan cucur kodok atau nama glamournya, cekodok sambil main Facebook. Tak pun buat saja lah apa-apa yang anda rasa berbaloi dibuat.

Bagi yang nak terus membaca benda pelik-pelik yang saya tulis, nantikannya di ~~pawagam~~ blog yang tak lain dan tak bukan, The Mystique.

Salam hari Sabtu! Zasssssxqtv.. xD

MC!

2011-01-04T03:43:00.002+11:00

One fine morning, Balqis (not the real name, the real name is Atiqah) walked into the office and bumped into her boss who was rushing into the office.

BALQIS: Good morning boss!

BOSS: Morning. (giving a short glance while entering his office)

BALQIS: Er, boss? May I speak with you for a while? (following BOSS)

BOSS: Yes, what is it? (putting his bag onto the table, look busy)

BALQIS: I want to have an MC tomorrow. Could I?

BOSS: (suddenly stop moving and staring right at BALQIS) Why? Are you planning to fall sick tomorrow? You don't seem like having any fever nor any injury. Tell me, what is it? Love problem? Your heart is broken?

BALQIS: Wow wow, slow down boss. One question at a time. I'm not planning to fall sick, and I'm not sick at all.. well, I hope so. Look at me, I'm all fine! (smiling from ear to ear)

BOSS: Then, what's wrong with you?

BALQIS: (stop smiling and start to sound serious) Actually, I need to go for a medical check-up in the hospital. I will be going to Australia next month, and I need to have a medical check-up in the hospital as a requirement for my visa. So, what I meant just now is MC as in Medical Check-up.

BOSS: Oh, medical check-up. You should have said it earlier for I would not have to ask you so much questions!

BALQIS: (giggling) If I didn't say it that way, I will not be able to write this post! TEHEE!

P/S: This is an unreal story that took place in my mind.

For those who are planning to do medical check-up in the future, GOOD LUCK!

I have not decided the hospital yet because I need to complete my online visa application first. So, GOOD LUCK MYSELF!

A brand new start, I hope?

2011-01-01T14:48:00.003+11:00

Okay, I've deleted it. My blog? No, no. Not my blog, but my latest post entitled "DELETE?".

I have been more rational these days, and I have made a decision of not deleting my blog. I think I just wanted to be given some attention, feel appreciated and useful. And that is normal. Seems like I had acted childish recently, and I actually learn quite much from it. Realizing mistakes is not enough, I surely need to improve myself regarding those mistakes.

Hey, sounds like I suddenly have grown up, huh? Absolutely I am, but not only because my age is adding up to 20 this year (okay, I don't have any intention of promoting my birthday, but I hope you remember 10 February and circle it in your calendar), instead I am growing up by adding on few kilograms. Not very much, but I'm not saying that it's not a big deal for me. But let's put that away, I have not much time (and interest) to talk about those unwanted "lipid made from glycerol and fatty acids" - thanks to Answers.com.

I'd prefer to put up the lyrics of one of my favourite song, Breathe Again by Juwita Suwito. The lyrics are truly wonderful and meaningful.Sorry that I don't have much time to elaborate on this song. Anyhow, sit back and enjoy!

P/S: This song may stuck in your head later on, so...watch out!

Have you wondered how it feels when it's all over
Wondered how it feels when you just have to start anew
Never knowing where you're going
When you face a brand new day
It used to be that way
Now I just close my eyes and say

*I just want to breathe again
Learn to face the joy and pain
Discover how to laugh a little , cry a little
Live a little more
I just wanna face the day
Forget about the woes of yesterday

Maybe if I hope a little Try a little more
I'll breathe again*

Starting out again is never easy
Disappointments come and go but life still moves on
With a bit of luck It's a brand new start
That might just work my way
No need to walk away
Don't want to live on life replay

Repeat *

Things will work out fine
If you can find the courage to look past the night
To see the break of dawn

Repeat *

Why why why?

2010-12-16T20:24:00.002+11:00

Hi people! I’m so sorry if you have been waiting for more than a month to read a new post from me.

I need to tell you why I cannot update within the last several weeks. Or else, I will feel uneasy and will have to go through numerous sleepless nights later!

Okay, let me list down the reasons (plus excuses) that I have thought within these short time.

· I could not get online

· Because my broadband bill has not been paid yet

· Because I do not have enough money

· I do not have time to online

· Because I was busy doing house chores

· Because I was the eldest daughter left in the house

· Because my younger sister was busy with her SPM examination (and could not lend her hand)

· And because I did not want to go out to the cyber café alone

· And because even if I dare to go out alone, I did not have the money to pay the cyber cafe

· I do not have any idea to be written about

· Because my brain has turned rusty

· Because I have not been practicing writing nor speaking very much

· Because my siblings refuses to speak English with me at home

· Because I tend to correct their grammatical errors

· Because I cannot stand them making so much grammatical mistakes

· I am now working in an engineering company (doing data entry)

· Because I asked my mom if I could work here

· Because I need to find work

· Because I need to get money

· Because I need to pay my broadband bill

· Because I need to update my blog

· I can only get online in the office

· Because the internet is available here

· Because it is an office

· I am busy during office hours

· Because I need to type all the data and information from the phone book

· Because I was given the job (by my aunt)

· I cannot surf the net very often even when I’m in the office

· Because the computer I’m working with is in the exact middle of the office

· And because people can watch my movement

· Because I’m a new worker

But because I want to update this blog very much, so I wrote this post instead of all those reasons and excuses! ;D

Okay, that’s all. Boss is coming!

A piece of motivation for you

2010-10-28T21:37:00.005+11:00

Hi people! Yeah. Finally. I updated my blog.

Anyway, I will be having my final examination next week. And I would love to dedicate this post to all my friends and all readers of this blog (especially if you are going to sit for an examination, be it SPM, STPM, FINAL EXAM, OR EVEN monthly test).

I have something for you to read. But take a deep breath before you start. Good luck!

Tips - Read this and see how it makes you feel.

Then, take it with you to a mirror (preferably one where you are standing up to see yourself) and read it with power and conviction while looking right at the reflection of your eyes. You'll be amazed at the difference the mirror makes.

" I am an excellent student. I have the will to achieve. I have the will to overcome handicaps and disappointments of any kind. I am emotionally strong and I understand that success and failure are just part of the game. I set high goals and work hard to achieve them. I have the ability to summon great reserves to rise to the occasion.

I am an excellent student. I believe I will win. I am positive I will win. My attitude is one of cool, positive, aggressive confidence. I am emotionally strong. I don't let anything bother me. I just keep pushing on. I have courage. I have the ability and the will to get up off the floor and to come from behind to win. I never give up. I have tremendous concentration. I focus all my faculties on my studies and achieving excellent results.

I am an excellent student. I love the struggle. I love the competition. The tougher the exam the better. I stay relaxed and emotionally in control under any conditions. I am a champion and I will achieve excellent result."

P/S: I got this thing in a motivation session while I was in Form 5. And just discovered that I still have it, few days ago.

So, again. GOOD LUCK TO YOU AND ME! ;)

if you realize your presence only creates trouble, will you sacrifice everything just to make sure everything is back to normal?

2010-10-15T01:24:00.001+11:00

if you realize your presence only creates trouble, will you sacrifice everything just to make sure everything is back to normal?

Answer here

Thoughts and wishes

2010-09-16T10:36:00.008+10:00

This year, I did not receive a lot of Eid text messages (SMS). And I think it is mainly because people are more into uploading 'Eid Cards' in the Facebook and simply tag their friends and families. I agree that it is much easier and cheaper - or almost free of charge - than typing and sending or forwarding texts to a number of phone numbers.

To be honest, I don't really like it because I prefer wishes that are personalized, which will make people who receive it feel special and appreciated. Ironically, I too did upload an 'Eid Card' in the Facebook and tag my friends. Ops, too bad, isn't it? But how ever way you convey your wishes and apologies (posting Eid cards, texting Eid SMSes, calling your families and friends, speaking one-to-one, writing it in your blog, spamming your friends' wall on the Facebook, running around the village while shouting your wishes, etc), the most important thing is the sincere thought. I'm glad that I'm still remembered. :D

I would love to take this opportunity to thank each and every one who had wished me Eid Mubarak! It's unexpected that people I don't really remember sent me Eid messages. Special thanks to Ng Ka Ting, Iqkhmal, Syuks and Jhony for wishing me Eid Mubarak recently. I felt super happy to receive those wishes from them because it is totally unexpected!

Down here are what they had sent to me. That I only put up several SMSes, I hope the others who sent me SMSes would not feel offended. You are appreciated too :)

"Salam sejahtera. Hope to wish you early. Selamat hari raya aidilfitri:) semoga anda panjang umur dan sihat. Terima kasih banyak:) Maaf zahir batin. Keep in touch:) deepest regards from Kating Ng and family:)"

(From Ng Ka Ting)

--> You really made me smile with those smileys. :D

"EsK LsE MkN KubiS, BLn pUaSE Dh nk HaBis, BLe hEpPy mSt gMbiRE, SEnD Msg nK WisH SLmt aRi rYE, BLe sEdiH MsT suKE, MoGa2 xLpE Kt kTE.. HeHEhe...(",)+(';')=oO*"

(From Iqkhmal)

--> I don't understand the equation... but it's alright I guess. Anyway, I ThiNk i HAvE beEN InfECteD. :P

'"BIAR RENGGANG DI MATA'''BIAR SEMANGAT SEMAKIN TUA'''BIAR AKAL SEMAKIN BERUSIA'''BIAR RINDU KEKAL SEUSIA'''SALAM AIDILFITRI UNTUK SEMUA

MAAF ZAHIR DAN BATIN DRI tengku persie & KELUARGA..."

(From Syuks)

--> o_O Who is Tengku Persie? Forwarded from him? Er, it doesn't matter.

"Selamat Hari Raya,jgn lpa pos biskut.pi umah ah.hehe..."

(From Jhony)

--> Haha ;D

Gosh, I still keep the text messages I received last year. I got a lot of it, triple the number of texts I got this year. Time has changed the culture, isn't it?

My family is my life

2010-09-08T02:30:00.024+10:00

Hello there!

We have several days before Syawal comes up. Personally, I feel sad because I'm going to fly to Australia next year for my second and third year of degree, which denotes that I'll not be able to celebrate Ramadhan and Syawal with my beloved family for the two years. :'(

But I'm surely glad that during Eid this year I have the opportunity to meet all of my family members at once! *yay!* In the previous several years, Abang was not around because he was in Germany. And now that he had completed his studies and came back to Malaysia, we can celebrate Eid with the entire family!

Anyway, I will always remember those faces - Mom (Mak), Dad (Ayah), Abang, Zaim, Saufi, Luqman, Nisah, Udin, Shida, Fauzi, Shitah, Sarah, Kak Hajar, Kak Syeera, Kak Nor, Zara and lastly Afiqah - when I'm in Aussie. May Allah bless them all the time.

Well, I have a big family, but I'm proud with them. I would love to introduce them to you, one by one.
P/S: It's not that I don't respect my elder brothers and sister, but we are used to the habit of calling names instead of "abang" or "kakak". Just want to inform you that we are not the typical Malaysian family. ;)

Here are my family members:

Mak - The loving, understanding and concerned mother. Nags like other normal moms. Humorous and funny at times. A very great cook! I wish I can cook as good as her. :P

Ayah - The sporting yet serious father. Very protective especially over his daughters. Can be very humorous. I share many similar traits with my dad, maybe because we're both born in February.

Abang - Mohd Adib, the eldest brother. Caring and thoughtful. Always appear with a blank face. And always says that I am chubby. *urgh*

Zaim - Ahmad Zaim, the second brother. Aggressive yet loving. Always blames me over things that I obviously have nothing to do with. Married to Kak Hajar and recently got a baby named Afiqah Zulaikha (sounds like my name?)

Kak Hajar - Siti Hajar, my sister-in-law. Loving and caring. Hardworking and helpful. Just gave birth to Afiqah Zulaikha.

Afiqah - Afiqah Zulaikha, my second niece. I haven't met her yet, but seeing from the picture, she is a cute baby who got most of her physical traits from her father, Zaim.

Saufi - Muhammad Saufi, the third brother. Witty and chatty. Loves to argue with me about almost everything. Married to Kak Syeera and got a baby named Zara Amanda.

Kak Syeera - Syahirah, my sister-in-law. Concerned, kind and adorable. Loves kids and has a baby girl, Zara Amanda.

Zara - Zara Amanda, my first niece. Chubby, cute and playful. Loves to cling to her parents and does not trust strangers easily.

Luqman - Luqman Hakim, the fourth brother. Happy-go-lucky guy. Loving, but hardly expresses it. Married to Kak Nor.

Kak Nor - Noor Akmal, my sister-in-law. Kind-hearted, loving and sometimes funny. Helpful and considerate.

Nisah - Hanisah, the only elder sister of me. Very loving, funny and always makes me laugh a lot. Hardworking. A good friend whom I can share all my worries.

Udin - Muhammad Burhanuddin Helmy, my younger brother. Very tall (181 cm height). Annoying at times, yet still can be helpful. Funny but loves to ridicule me.

Shida - Shahidah, my younger sister. Understanding, always shares problems and happiness with me. Funny, simple and easy going.

Fauzi - Muhammad Fauzi Ariff, my youngest brother. Super annoying, yet can be counted on at times. Funny and loves to play a lot. Cute? LOL xD

Shitah - Mashitah, my second last sister. Playful yet ready to learn. Loves her sisters especially Nisah. Loves to draw.

Sarah - Maisarah, my youngest sister of all. Also playful. Loves cats a lot. Hardly cries although she's the youngest in the family. It's hard to part her from Shitah, they're like twins. And she's cute. :)

And that's all. What a family I have, isn't it? :)

One big happy family! ;)

Now calculate and think carefully, how many siblings do I have and what is my position among my siblings (in terms of number?) XD

No idea

2010-09-04T11:34:00.004+10:00

I guess the previous two hectic weeks have deleted all of my short term memories for I could not recall any brilliant idea that I had planned to write about.

Nevermind. I'm getting older. *cough*

It is not a big problem. Well I mean, being forgetful about those trivial stuffs is not a big deal.

You see, there is something else bothering my mind. I have a more complicated problem.

I do not know what to blog about now.

*crickets' sound*

Will update later when I've activated my thinking and writing mode.

Wish me luck.

The Weekend - Episode 4

2010-08-15T11:44:00.005+10:00

This story surely bores you, isn't it?
Okay, I admit that my writing skills has faded away, so I need to polish them up. Since I have quite a number of things that I want to write about, I need to finish writing this ~~totally boring~~ not-very-interesting story so that I can write those other things before they expire (issues sometimes also have their "best before" right).

Therefore, here it comes, the last episode ~~which was made short and simple~~.

*From previous episode*

I passed some money to Shida and asked her to give them to her. But seeing that so many people were there and many were looking at the woman, we felt quite shy to suddenly stand and give the woman money. Guilty filled my self. I discussed the matter with Shida and decided to give her the money if we meet her in any other place with lesser people. We ate our food, paid our bill and went to the shop. As we walked, I said to Shida that maybe later we'll give her the money if we find her. I felt terribly ashamed of myself. ;-(

Then we walked ourselves across the main road that connects Parit Buntar and Taiping, entered a shop we call "Pinky Shop" and bought a purse for myself, three brooches and several other things. It was almost 8 pm and we walked towards the "Gerbang Malam" which consists of many stalls selling things like t-shirts, accessories, toys, shoes, scarfs, food and many more. The Gerbang Malam is located in front of Bank Islam in the Bagan Serai town. They are open from 8 pm to 2 am if I'm not mistaken.

Since both of us couldn't perform our solat (we were having our "holidays" for solat), so we were able to spend more time in the Gerbang Malam. I bought a nice black tudung for myself.

My mom called and asked me where we were. I told her that we're walking around the Gerbang Malam and would be back home some time later. After that, we walked some more and entered a Pasarayaku shop located in front of the bus station. I can't remember at all whether I bought anything or not from there. After spending quite a time there, we decided to go back but it was dark and it was surely not a good idea for the two of us to walk through the dark road.

So we dropped by a food stall and ordered some drinks. Our motive? I called my 14-year-old younger brother, Fauzi who was at home and asked whether he had had his dinner. I invited him to join us at the food stall. The real motive was to make him accompany us walking home safely. Thus, he came and ate his food and we left for home. One thing for sure, we didn't encounter any chance to meet the middle-aged lady again that night. :-(

I thought I was going to sleep early that night, but even though I walked a lot throughout the day, I could still spend the midnight watching a Chinese movie at TV2. I slept at 2 am.

I departed to the college at about 1 pm and reached the hostel around 3 hours later. I went by buses and ferry, of course. I only rested myself for an hour, and then I left for Queensbay to repair the camera that belongs to my brother.

Conflicts shot me from all direction - I had to attend a meeting with Kelab Pengucapan Awam (KPA) members that night, and I had to repair the camera for School Experience (SE) the next day, and the bus only arrive one hour later. I went to Queensbay, walking so fast ~~like a crazy person~~ to find any camera shops. As I found one shop, the worker said that the camera can be repaired (fuhh) but the cost would be about RM 300 (what??). I could buy a new one with such a mount of money. So I decided not to repair it, and went out to go back to the college. My heart was broken into pieces, but I took it positively.

Unfortunately, there were not a single bus that transits at my college. It's good that I met Farihin a.k.a. E'in who was waiting for her friend to pick her up. But she was unfortunate too, her mobile phone was out of battery and her friend hadn't turn up. I lend her my phone and she managed to contact her friend. Only after about one hour of waiting her friend turned up. They were actually planning to go to PISA for the PC Fair, but considering that it was Maghrib already, E'in's friend decided to send us back to the college and go to PISA after Maghrib. Guess what? E'in's friend was Kamil, my senior in MJSC Balik Pulau. What a coincidence!

So we went back safely. I was in a rush to get myself ready for the KPA meeting when suddenly Wahidah, another member of KPA texted me to tell that the meeting was cancelled.

How frustrating the weekend was! (Yet very meaningful, isn't it?)

The end.

what trait/characteristic would you wish all your friends have?

2010-08-15T02:24:00.001+10:00

what trait/characteristic would you wish all your friends have?

Answer here

Happy! :)

2010-08-10T22:10:00.006+10:00

It feels incomplete if I don't say this today.

Happy Ramadhan al-Mubarak to all Muslims around the world!

Let's enjoy the sweetness of fasting! :D

But here I have some advice for all of you:

Don't eat too much during your fast break, you'll only torture your stomach. Or you'll certainly have problem to perform your "solat tarawih".

And don't spend too much money on food, remember that Ramadhan is not about how luxurious your break fast should be.

Besides, you should realize that your esophagus and stomach would appreciate you more if you give them space and time to digest the food you eat. \

That's that!

Have a great Ramadhan! :)

The Weekend - Episode 3

2010-08-06T23:19:00.002+10:00

I was upset. So I took the rice crackers that I bought earlier and ate them up. One by one. I actually bought them for my little sisters. That saddens up the situation. As I crunched the crackers, I started to calm down.

*Damn, food really helps with stress! In this case la.*

After several minutes sitting down, thinking what should be done later, I heard a sound from the outside. Someone was opening the gate!

Now, who's the person that is coming? What's the person's intention?

I looked through the sliding door and saw a familiar face. Of course it's familiar, she's my family member! It's my sister, Shida who just came back from somewhere. She brought in her bike into the front yard. Suddenly I thought of hiding away from her, although I knew she'll definitely know that I was home, based on my bag and stuff that I left on the sofa.

I ran to the room next to the kitchen, and hid behind the door. Childish me. She entered the house and I heard her calling my name. She went into the kitchen and took the clothes from the washing machine into a basket and went outside. I followed her from the back and surprised her. Lame? Haha. It worked.

Then we had some chat. She was in her friend's house, and my mom called her to go back home. Actually she didn't go to the camp, because she had to pay for it and none of her friends went there. She left the TV on just because. And Fauzi was missing since she woke up that morning. I knew exactly where he went to; cyber cafe.

It was 4.30 p.m. and I had not much thing to do at home. Fauzi came back and I gave him the "jeruk buah salak". After spending some time watching the debate between 2 Chinese teams (in the TV of course), I asked Shida out to the town. We went on foot, and Fauzi went out to play football with his friends.

Shida and I walked to the "Buluh Kuning", an eating place near the bus station. We ordered hailam mee and fried mee. While we were waiting for our order, a Malay woman approached us and I noticed that she didn't have teeth, at all. She's a middle-aged woman, dressed in a blue blouse, a black slack and wore scarf. She smiled and put a photo of a standing woman on our table and said something I couldn't understand. Then she showed a plastic of stuff like canned drinks, potato chips and several others things, and then I understood; she wanted to sell the things to get money. I was quite confused at that moment, that I shook my head to signal that I'm not buying anything she was selling. I heard she said, "Tak pa, tak beli pun tak pa. Mak cik tak marah aih." (It's okay if you're not buying. I'm not mad at you." She smiled to us and walked to another table near us.

When she's quite far from us, I asked my sister, "What did she say just now?" Shida answered, "She said she was a police before. She showed her photo before she had an accident. Maybe that accident made her become like that." I regretted myself that I didn't buy anything from her, not even give her some money. Maybe it's because she reminded me of the children who come to people and gave them Yassin book and ask for money. I don't really approve those children's deeds, as they have no right to force someone to buy something and make people feel guilty if they don't buy it.

I passed some money to Shida and asked her to give them to her. But seeing that so many people were there and many were looking at the woman, we felt quite shy to suddenly stand and give the woman money. Guilty filled my self. I discussed the matter with Shida and decided to give her the money if we meet her in any other place with lesser people. We ate our food, paid our bill and went to the shop. As we walked, I said to Shida that maybe later we'll give her the money if we find her. I felt terribly ashamed of myself. ;-(

Will be continued...

The Weekend - Episode 2

2010-08-06T02:58:00.005+10:00

I picked it up and answered it. It was my dad. He asked, "Where are you right now?" I said, "I'm home already. I walked myself home. Where are you dad?"

He said, "I'm in Kuala Lumpur now." What? Huh? I almost jump out of my skin. How come he went to KL without telling me? At all?

I heard my mom's voice, saying "Just now she sent me a message, telling that she's going home today."

I knew it, both of them were in KL. But the others?

"Dad, who else that is coming along with you and mom? Mashitah and Maisarah, are they with you?"

"Yes, they're here."

Tears started to shade from my eyes. But I tried to control my voice. I guess it worked well.

"Then, Fauzi and Shida?"

"Aren't Shida home? So you're alone at home right now?"

"No, she's not at home. I'm all alone. Fauzi's also not around."

"Speak to your mom." *passes the phone to mom*

"Hello? Shida's not there?"

"Yeah."

"She should be at home right now. The camp should has ended by now."

"Camp? She went for a camp? Oh. Er, do you meet Nisah anyway?"

"Nisah? She's here, why?"

"I called her so many times but she didn't answer. I was curious why."

"Oh, she already changed her number. Don't you know that?"

Tears were falling fast. Why didn't she tell me about her new number? I was like super worried about her not answering my calls, and they're all nothing? All those while I was worrying for something that's not worth to be worried about?

Control, control yourself. I said to myself. Voice - check. Okay.

"No, I don't. She didn't tell me at all. Er, can I speak to her?"

"Wait for a while."
*passes the phone to Nisah*

"Hello? What is it?"

"Hello. You changed your number? I didn't get informed about it."

"Yeah, sorry, I forgot to tell you my new number."

"Give me your number."

"You have pen and paper with you now?"

"No. Wait, searching. Er, just tell me your number."

"012... xxxx...xxx"

I jot down her phone number.

"Okay, got it. Give the phone to mom."

She passes the phone to mom.

"Hello mom. Er, I need your camera, the one with 'card error'. Where do you put it?"

"Erm, I think I brought it in my bag. Let me check. Ops, it's with me."

"Huh? Oh God, then what am I doing here? I came back home to meet you two but both of you (mom and dad) are not around. I want to take the camera, but you brought it with you to KL. Hurm.."
*crying without making any sound"

"You take the other one la (my brother's). It is at home, find it somewhere on the table."

"Okay. I'll try to go to camera shop and ask the people to repair it."
*trying to be optimistic while searching for the camera*

"Okay. About Shida, maybe later she'll be back. So when are you going back to the college?"

"Erm, I'm not sure yet. Maybe today, because there's not much thing I can do alone in this house, or maybe tomorrow. We'll see."

"Okay, take care then. Assalamualaikum."

"Waalaikumsalam."

As I hang up, I was totally crying. Haha. Imagine, I came all way from the college and took 3-hours-journey using 1 ferry and 3 buses home to be all alone there? And to find out that the camera I was craving for was in KL? And not to forget, I was super worried about my sister and found out it was a total useless? Well, anyway it's good to know that she's in good condition and I think the other reason I cried when I heard her voice was because I was happy to know that she's just fine.

I was upset. So I took the rice crackers that I bought earlier and ate them up. One by one. I actually bought them for my little sisters. That saddens up the situation. As I crunched the crackers, I started to calm down. *Damn, food really helps with stress! In this case la.* After several minutes sitting down, thinking what should be done later, I heard a sound from the outside. Someone was opening the gate!

Now, who's the person that is coming? What's the person's intention?

Will be continued...

The Weekend

2010-08-05T20:08:00.004+10:00

Hi readers!

Finally I'm here, typing this post after a super long stop. It's hard for me to believe that I only wrote one post for July. Whatever, it had happened anyway. It's hard to get even a minute to write a post.

You know, new semester = assignments, discussions, presentations, School Experience, PC Fair-ions, Facebook-ions. But I'm not going to write about all those anion and cations, instead I prefer to tell you about my long, "lonely", yet wonderful weekend I had recently.

So, here it is.

On one fine Friday morning, I entered the room number 2.2 for tutorial class in Muhibah block with an open heart. Even though I did not have my breakfast that morning, it was okay since it felt so good to be in the room again, after 19 hours not entering the class.

Okay, I cut it short. We had an English Language Teaching Methodology (ELTM) tutorial class and later had to attend an extra Pedagogy mass lecture with Madam SH (not real name) for that day. To interrupt, I want to tell you that the day before was my older sister's birthday, and I tried to call her for millions of times, unfortunately she answered none of my calls, nor my text message. I was anxious, (angry!), curious, worried, but I did nothing to check about it. I wanted to text my younger sister to ask her about the matter, but I had lost her numbers. And I was too shy (or was it because of ego?) to ask my brothers (hey! you have 5 brothers but you asked none of them?). I just acted cool. B-|

Continue with the story, right after the class, I ate my breakfast with Kak Dayah, Fatin Hanani, Lah and Sazrah in Recsam. We later went to PISA for PC Fair. I was planning to buy a camera. I need one for my School Experience the next week (this week), but my mom strongly advised me not to buy any because she believes that I'll only waste my money. So after discussing with her on the phone, we agreed that I'll buy a memory card to be used with an old digital camera that belongs to my mom. And the camera was in my house in Bagan Serai, Perak. And I need it before I step into the school the Monday morning.

The buying processes went on for a few hours, and I came back to the hostel at 4.15 pm. I didn't plan to spend my night in the bus station, so I decided to wait until the next day.

On the Saturday afternoon, the real journey started. I stepped out of my hostel at 12 and walked all way to the bus stop in front of the RECSAM building. I took a Rapid Penang that was heading to the jetty. As soon as I arrive, I bought some "jeruk buah salak" and rushed myself to the waiting area for ferry. Lucky me, the ferry was still there. I spent about 15 minutes in the ferry, observing people walk, talk, laugh, run, make facial expressions, buy buns, sea-watch, and do nothing. It's interesting though. The ferry almost reached the ferry platform, and I walked fast to the front of the gate, standing there and trying to balance myself as the ferry shook for a few times. It's my routine actually. Since I was standing right in front of the gate, I managed to go out quickly and became one of the "winners". I hurried myself to the pathway heading to the bus terminal.

I strode to the ticket counter and bought myself a bus ticket from Butterworth to Parit Buntar which cost me RM 3.90. I got into the bus, and as I wait for the bus to move, I texted my mom that I'm going home that very afternoon. The journey continued but I wasn't able to sleep as usual. It took one hour for the bus to arrive Parit Buntar. I got off the bus at the bus station, but not more the one minute later, I got into another bus, but this one was heading to Taiping and would transit at Bagan Serai. I rested myself in the "roller-coaster" for about 15 minutes, and then happily got off in Bagan Serai. I was expecting my dad to come over and pick me, because usually he does. I did send a message to him, saying that I had arrived at Bagan Serai. As I wait, I went to a shop nearby and bought some rice crackers and biscuits, while looking out of the shop hoping that I'd see a glance of my dad's car. But I saw none, and decided to walk home. It took me almost 10 minutes to arrive my house gate. I noticed that one of the car (Naza Forza) was there in front of my house, but the other car (Proton Waja) was not there. Many thoughts were naughtily playing in my mind.

The gate was not locked, so I walked pass it to the sliding door. It was locked, and I doubted it if there were anybody in the house. I checked the front door, and as I expected, it was locked too. Hey, where's everyone? Were they somewhere around the bus station, searching for me who had walked home? I was quite panic but trying to be cool, I checked the window. It was not locked! And lucky me, I could pull open the window, thus twisting the door knob of the front door. The door was opened, and I slowly entered the house, as if I was an intruder. The ceiling fans were not moving at all. But noticing that the TV was on, I thought that maybe one of my siblings was in the house. I called for my sisters' name. Who knows maybe they're upstairs. I ran to the kitchen to check any sign of people inside the house. Finding nobody there, I ran upstairs to check all the rooms. All were empty; nobody's on the house! I was in total shock, but calmed myself down by going downstairs and switched on the fan. I sat nervously, sank into a deep thinking. As I were wondering where on earth did all my family members go, suddenly my phone rang. I picked it up and answered it. It was my dad. He asked, "Where are you right now?" I said, "I'm home already. I walked myself home. Where are you dad?"

Do you know the answer? What do you think did my dad say?

Zaaaasss... Will be continued. XD

A tag from Che'Lah

2010-07-09T01:35:00.004+10:00

Okay. I've been tagged by Che'Lah, my coursemate and also one of my blogmate. Actually, I'm not really in the mood to write (due to tonnes of works to do), but somehow I really really need to update my blog, so let let me just answer this tag. Hopefully Che'Lah will not be offended. :)

The rules :

1. Go to y0ur ph0t0 file, select the 8th f0lder...

2. Select the 8th ph0t0 in that album...

3. Then challenge 8 bl0gging friends t0 d0 the same

So I checked My Pictures folder, and the 8th folder is named 8th. Haha.. Next, this is the 8th photo in the 8th folder:

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TADAA~

Let me introduce you, Feeqasya! Not Picasa okay. He is a betta fish who has lived for more than 8 months! He's the only fish I ever have. I guess I need to post an entry about my Feeqasya, so let's wait and hope that I will have more free time later to write a new post!

Okay, who should I tag? I'm not sure about it, but several people are crossing my mind right now. Maybe I'll put up the names later. Thanks anyway for spending your precious time reading this! ^^

Tag from Anwar (Whatever You Say I Am) #2

2010-06-21T17:32:00.003+10:00

Terangkan personaliti anda melalui 3 perkataan.

(Illuminate your personality through 3 words.)
Undefined, unpredictable, underground.

Sekarang ni tengah belajar atau kerja? Belajar apa atau kerja apa??

(Now study or work? Study or work what?)

Studying for work to make the students study so they can work.

Apakah yang anda lakukan setelah bangun dari tidur??

(What do you do when you wake up?)

I start to think- what time is it?

Antara KFC dan McD, yang mana satu pilihan kalbu??

(KFC or McD?)

None. But if there's no other choice, I'll go for KFC.

Makan, tidor atau main?

(Eat, sleep or play?)

I play while eating, in my sleep.

Adakah Handphone penting bagi anda?

(Is the cellphone important to you?)

Handphone? Mine is mobile phone. Because it can part from my hand.

Suka lelaki/perempuan yang bagaimana?

(What kind of guy/girl do you like?)

I like guys that like girls. Er, I'm not thinking about girly guys, ok.

Andaikan esok berlakunya banjir yang sangat dasyat dan anda berpeluang menyelamatkan 3 orang, siapakah mereka yang anda akan selamatkan??

(Say tomorrow there's going to be a flood, I mean BIG flood, and you can only save 3 people. Who would they be?)

Myself, and the other two are those nearest to me at that time.

Apakah barangan yang selalu anda bawa bersama ketika keluar dari rumah??

(What do you bring when you go out of the house?)

Confidence? But sometimes I forget where I put it.

Siapakah lelaki/perempuan idaman anda??

(WHo is the guy/girl of your dreams?)

Kim Jaewon. Or Jaehee. Or should it be Jang Geun Suk?
Nevermind, I have none actually. XD

Siapakah yang anda TAG dan apakah yang anda fikirkan tentang beliau?

(Who tagged you and what do you think about them?) So I changed the question. So what?
Anak Pak Man. I think he is the son of Mr. Azman.

Kenapa anda jawab soalan tag??

(Why do you answer tag questions?)

Because I need to. To update my blog.

Pilih rakan-rakan yang anda ingin Tag

(Who do you want to tag?)

I don't have enough confidence that I can tag anybody. Anyway, if you have a blog and you read this post,
YOU'RE TAGGED!

Done. =)

Think and think

2010-06-12T17:04:00.003+10:00

Let’s take a look at this photo.

What do you think?

My viewpoint:

Basically, this photo is my favourite since several days ago (the day I found it). It starts with a suspense tone, but ends rather ironically. It makes me wonder, why on earth did the signboard produced? If there is definitely nothing happened during that day on that spot, is there a need for the signboard to be put right on that spot?

If you know about the story of Pak Pandir (it’s a Malay story), you’ll notice some similarities. In that story, Pak Pandir is a silly man who always get troubles for his stupidity. Once, he wanted to keep his money in a safe place. he went out somewhere and buried his money in the ground. Before leaving, he put a signboard saying, “There is no money buried here”. Someone walked by saw the signboard and suspected something. He then dug the ground and took away the money.

Therefore, for once again, what makes the person who made the signboard in the photo made it? I have to speculate.

1st: Maybe there IS something that happened on that particular spot right on that date, so the signboard was purposely made to make people think about what’s going on around them. Well, 1st april 1780 was a long, long time ago, wasn’t it?

2nd: Or maybe it was made so that the picture could be taken so that we can see it in this blog today.

Or… WAIT! Wait wait wait… Now I realized!

3rd: Oh gosh! It’s an APRIL FOOL!!! TEEHEE!!

I’ve been fooled all these days. Have I become a Pak Pandir? :-(

So, the 2nd and 3rd speculations are acceptable to explain the wonders.

Agree with me? Feel free to drop your opinion. :)

I am not that strong

2010-06-07T14:35:00.003+10:00

Something scary is haunting my mind.

I'm so worried and scared. And yet, there's nobody to turn to, which makes me even sad.

I thought I am strong, but I always ended up crying by myself.

I know that tears do not solve anything, but those tears understand me better than anybody else does.

How I wish I could end all these pains.

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Anyway, whatever the pains are, I'm positive that The Almighty is always with me. ^_^

Cohort dinner, nice one

2010-05-30T02:18:00.008+10:00

Me in my dress, but not in my room.

Me, Jiha and foods.

Last Thursday was our cohort dinner, and it was almost perfect except for several things.
I'm not in the mood to write, so please forgive me of you find this post potential to make you vomit.

Let's go through the good things first.

1st:
We finally got the new, air-conditioned bus! I didn't expect that we would be able to book that bus. I mean, since our very first semester in this college, we went out to Kangar, Kulim, Pulau Pangkor and elsewhere in Malaysia, with the old buses (which air-conditioner comes from the outside) and when it rains, we were able to kill one bird with one stone by taking bath in the way to our destination. Why does the bus matters? Of course, can you imagine Cinderella going to the ball, riding a pumpkin pulled by mice?

2nd:
The food was delightful! Well, for me. But maybe not for some others. I enjoyed eating and I don't regret not eating all kind of food, because I'm sure that my stomach cannot accept an extra bunch of unnecessary-food-which-will-make-me-vomit. So, I'm glad that I ate well, not too much or too little.

3rd:
Guess what? I danced. With my classmates, for our class performance. We split into three groups, Skirties, Gaga and Korea. Can you imagine the steps for each group? Skirties was named so because it consisted of the girls who wore skirts or baju kurung for the dinner, so their dance steps were much simpler than the other two's. As for Gaga group, lead by Ridz, should be much "fiercer", as Miss Letch commented. My group, Korea was the best! Our steps were cool enough to stop all the chalkies from eating and start paying attention to the performance. Sorry that I can provide no video for now.

Okay, let's move to the negative side.

1st:
We had to have 3 extra glam-walks, in front of 2 kinds of unexpected audience. When we went to gelanggara to get into the bus, the PISMP students were having BIG (Bina Insan Guru) programme right around gelanggara and we had to walk past them, in our glamourous dresses. All eyes were on us, and our eyes were on the ground. The other audiences were in a Chinese night market which is located right in the road heading to Sunway Hotel. The bus stopped at the conjunction and we had to walk for about 200 metres in front of about 200 people. And when the dinner's over, we had to walk another 300 or 400 metres in front of about 400 people because the bus was parked farther and the market was getting busier. So there goes 3 glam-walks. For sure, we got extra perfumes too.

2nd:
The buffet was closed early at 10.15 pm, which was unfair because we payed for the food! They shouldn't have taken away all the food because we have the rights to finish them all within the other 45 minutes. But I don't think that I'd be one of those who would eat them all. I was full, but still, that wasn't fair at all.

3rd:
There's something I really regret. But since regretting is simply futile, so I will just keep it in mind. Sorry, I cannot share this one with you all.

Anyway, thanks a lot to all the committee members who worked hard to ensure the success of the dinner and also a bunch of thanks to all chalkies who attended the dinner. And thanks to Anwar who didn't attend the dinner but made an effort to contact us by calling through Skype and wished us a great night. By the way, we were really happy and looked at the screen and acted as if you could see all of us, although we knew that you could only see Amirul, who was in front of the laptop. =D

This wonderful photo lacks 3 person.

So that's it. Now, where's the other shoe?

Empty

2010-05-25T18:21:00.003+10:00

I totally have no idea at all on why, how and what for it is, but it seems like I really have emptied my heart.

If you want to interpret it your own way, be my guess. I don't mind.

But what I am sure of is that I just can't afford to fall again.

Now I really feel that I am mystique.

Maybe I need to write a poem.

See ya.

Hiya readers!

2010-05-22T14:14:00.002+10:00

I'm back home right now. I did bring along my laptop, but unfortunately, not the battery. =_='

So, the next entry will be written later because I'm currently using my mom's laptop and I don't think she will be happy about it. Hehe..

By the way, let me update you with the upcoming events I will be going through within the next few days.

Well, there will be a BTN-like activity for three days (within our campus compound) which will be held in order to keep us (those who had finished their examination) in the college. We're not allowed to have our semester holiday earlier, so it was claimed that the activity was "brilliantly" planned by HEP for us so that we will at least have something to do. We really look forward to that activity. Do you believe that? Forget it.

Next, our cohort dinner is coming up on May 27th! The theme is contemporary black and white and the venue is in Sunway Hotel (in Penang of course). Now, I just need to find a perfect pair of shoes for my dress that night. Do I sound like Cinderella?

Later, we'll be having our semester holiday starting from May 5th! Now, this is what we're really looking forward to! Have you got any plans for the holiday?

That's all for now. Enjoy your day my friends!

Temporarily NO FACEBOOK, so now let's open the REAL BOOKS!

2010-05-04T22:14:00.009+10:00

So. I have deactivated my Facebook account. Let's see how long I can survive without it.

Well, actually I am going to sit for my examination on May 17, 18 and 19. This drastic attempt of deactivating my favourite social networking website account is simply done to test my willingness to sacrifice my desire for the sake of a better examination result.

In other words, I am officially challenging myself. Now, that sounds very tough for a person like me.

Why?

You know, it's just like a smoker who suddenly intends to stop smoking. Well, I'm not a smoker anyway. I hate cigarettes as well as people who smokes. Deal with it, people. Smoking is not only bad for your health but also people around you!

Anyhow, I have an interesting story for you. At least I think it is.

Guess what? Last semester, when my coursemates were struggling to death in reading and revising all the TEXTBOOKS for the examination, I am the only person who studied in front of the FACEBOOK. I can clearly recall the moments when some of my friends came to my room to have some group study, I was facing my notes, in front of my laptop. Every 5 minutes at least, I will check my profile for any notifications and see if there's anybody who buzzed me in Yahoo Messenger. No wonder I didn't get my targeted pointer. My pointer was somewhere slightly above 3.5, but that's not what I wanted. And that's what I got, for Facebooking while studying. Thank God that I didn't fail any subject. Lucky? Not really. I did not study hard, that's why I scored lower than I wanted. If I studied harder, I can score a lot better!

Therefore, that's it. I will ensure that I will survive my days without Facebook! Go, go, TQ BOLEH!!

P/S: I will reactivate it, anyway. Like what Meen said, "I will rise and shine again. Someday man, someday." :)

Tag from Anwar (Whatever You Say I Am)

2010-04-30T13:39:00.005+10:00

The "T" Attack!!!

"Rules: It's harder than it looks! Copy to your own blog, erase my answers, enter yours, and tag five people EXCEPT the person who tagged you. Use the first letter of your name to answer each of the following questions. They have to be real. nothing made up! IF the person before you had the same first initial, you must use different answers. You cannot use any word twice and you can't use your name for the boy/girl name question."

What is your name : TQ

A four Letter Word : Tart

A boy's Name : Taufiq

A girl's Name : Tasnim

An occupation : Top-up agent

A color : Turquoise

Something you'll wear : Tudung

A type of food : Tempe

Something found in the bathroom : Towel

A place : Tampin

A reason for being late : Typing this post

Something you'd shout : Tora datang lagi!

A movie title : Titanic?

Something you drink : Tea

A musical group : Tilu

An animal : Turtle

A type of car : Toyota Prius (woohoo!)

A type of fruit : Tebu? Hehe.. Just kidding. Tomato!

And I tag... YOU! Yes, you. And inform me please if you decide to do this tag. :D

Kenggerou: My story, my style

2010-04-13T19:22:00.008+10:00

Kenggerou (by Mys Tique)

There was a green cockroach named Len. His best friend was Koy, a gray-and-purple-striped tarantula. They enjoyed each others' company because they could not find other friends since they were the only residents of the Somvoir Villa.

One day, Koy fell sick. He could not speak at all (of course, I never heard that tarantulas can speak). He signalled Len to bring over a bottle of mineral water and a cup of hot chocolate because he wanted to take a bath while sipping the hot chocolate. Len was angry because the price of a bottle of mineral water is too cheap for him to buy.

He got SIC100 (Special Insect Currency 100) which was 17.4 times more expensive than 100 Rupee, whilst the mineral water cost only 26.8 Thai baht. As for the hot chocolate, he could get it free from 7-Eleven shop behind the Villa (with a purchase of 3 pencils and 2 sharpeners in a single receipt).

But Koy insisted Len to get the mineral water, or else Koy would tell Len's girlfriend who lived in an apartment in Timor Leste about Len's habit of singing 'Lucky' song by Jason Mraz every time he saw Koy swinging like a monkey in the toilet.

Len knew that Koy wasn't joking because Koy once told Ruc, Len's girlfriend about Len's ability to fly in the dark without his shoes on (it was Roxy sport shoes if I'm not mistaken) and Ruc was totally shocked that she froze for 5 minutes and then slept for another 5 minutes and then woke up and called Len and said, "I miss you".

Of course Len was angry because he was challenged by Koy to look at the big blank whiteboard for 1 minute without getting distracted by anything. He failed the challenge, of course, and had to smile non-stop for 4 seconds. Thus, he decided to buy the mineral water although there were plenty of obstacles that he would have to encounter during the journey to buy the stupid mineral water.

*****

This story will be continued, if and only if there are any request. :)
Any comment?

Keep holding on

2010-04-08T17:12:00.008+10:00

Yeah, keep holding on, Mademoiselle TQ. :)

I feel a little bit relieved that almost all assignments have been completed, and now I rest my mind for a while before switching to study mode for the coming examination.

What's more, the Battle of The Bands (BOTB) event had taken place successfully last Monday and Tuesday, thanks to all students from MUED and KSED who had given full cooperation in accomplishing the project. There were three classes (1 TESOL 2, MUED and KSED) collaborating in organizing the event which was done at institute level. I was under the invitation committee and also the treasurer for the whole project.

I did not have opportunity to snap pictures, but there are some uploaded in Facebook by my friends. These are some of them.

During the event. Our crews, from left: Me, Jiha, Tikah (Biru), Ati, Azie and Ridzuan.

Band D.O.L.

Swndle band- thanks for coming and performing that night. And thanks to Anwar for inviting them.

D33 - our juniors from Cohort 3. You all performed very well! It's sad that this band didn't win.

Credits to Julia and Azie. Sorry for the others, I couldn't find more pictures for that night.

Okay, back to the topic.

It wasn't easy to handle people's money, and I admit that I am not very talented in doing that. But being a 'good' treasurer for the last Outreach Programme in Kangar, Perlis last year, I was unexpectedly appointed as the treasurer by our 'beloved' lecturer for the Fund Raising for Educational Project (FREP) which consequently made me hold the money for the BOTB project.

It is somewhat an honour to be trusted to hold people's money but in this case, if I ever got the chance to resign from this post without causing problem to anybody, I would seriously do so.

The reasons? There are plenty of them, but I think it's better if I keep them to myself. It's grateful that I still can cope with the stress I am going through by now. Furthermore, the BOTB project is the last one for our FREP, so I will only have to complete everything I had started and pass the responsibility to the person who'll be in charge of the money for our upcoming Indigenous Project which will be taking place at the end of May. Thank God. Because May will be a busy month for all of us, and I won't take the risks to cram my brain with the burden of managing others' money while I am having the urge to study for the examination.

So, please keep in mind. If you ever want to ask me to do anything, make sure it is NOT about dealing with people's money. Thank you.

^_^

Listen to me, not to the songs

2010-03-27T10:25:00.004+11:00

Wow, I didn't realize that I haven't been updating my blogs for almost THREE WEEKS!
What have I done?
Oh my God..

I'm really sorry for those who were craving for a new post from Mademoiselle TQ, but each time checking the my page, feeling totally disappointed because there were no update at all. So sorry. I'm getting busier lately with all the 'aisehmens' that have been occupying my time.

Okay, let's switch the mood.

Have you ever listened to any song sang by Lady Gaga, Rihanna, Madonna and those other popular singers from the western countries?

I'm totally sure that you do have listened to their songs. But do you know that all their songs are not merely sang for entertainment?
Believe me, there are LOTS and LOTS of hidden agenda in the lyrics, the video clips as well as the music itself.
for example, watch this video clip:

Now, have you ever heard the word 'Freemason' or 'Illuminati'?

If yes, then you might have known what is the connection between those singers and these two words. But if not, then you must be wondering what is happening.

To look a the bigger picture of what is going on, please google up the words 'freemason illuminati lady gaga rihanna beyonce'; in one search.

Okay, for the sake of economically reducing the number of words, or other in other words, avoiding a wordy entry (why there must be a repetition of the word 'word'?), I would like you to read the entry posted by my fellow friend, Najwaa a.k.a. Kucing Brutal (Brutal Cat) a.k.a. Ketua Kucing (Cats' Leader):

stOp listEniNg to+SinGinG LadY gaGa's SonGs!!! perkara ini melibatkan akidah kita semua..

Either you Muslim or not, this is not a simple matter to be ignored. You must realize about this situation before it's getting worse and nothing can be done to undo it.

For more information, you can visit a group in Facebook, named 'Anti Freemason and Illuminati'. Take some time to join the group and take a look at the photos uploaded there.

Take my advice, pay attention to the matter.

THIS IS MORE THAN SERIOUS.

Thank you.

Hotfm Big Jam 2010 Updated! ;D

2010-03-08T17:08:00.010+11:00

With Ikhwan Hotfm!
Weee~~~ ;D

With Faizal bin Ismail (FBI)..
Shy-shy cat la pulak.. Hehe~

With Izzat (Hujan)~
Huhu.. Sporting beb!!

6ixth Sense with Tini Hotfm.
Hotfm live from Esplanade~

Hey, they were looking at us! XD

Shila and Aleya.
All red~

Well, that's all for now.

They ROCKED the BIG JAM!!

I HEART YOU HOTFM!!

Hotfm Big Jam

2010-03-07T15:56:00.005+11:00

Azie, Pyan and me.

Yesterday, I went to Hotfm Big Jam in Esplanade, Padang Kota. I went there with Azie, my friend, and later we met Pyan, my coursemate who went there with his friends. It was wonderful, to meet a lot of artists, but it was sad to see the behaviour of some people who didn't even care about what others think about them. Okay, let's not talk about those people.

Well, I can say that I'm kind of artist illiterate, because I couldn't recognize the artists and what's more the names of the artists I had met. But some were so popular that I couldn't help knowing their names, such as Faizal Ibrahim (FBI), Fara Fauzana, Nubhan, Stacy, Adam, Faizal Tahir, Anuar Zain, Misha Omar and many more.

I personally met one of the Hujan band member, Izzat because he was standing behind of Azie and I when we were watching some indie bands performing upstage. So I braved myself to ask for his autograph (to make Anwar jealous! haha~) and the funny thing was, I didn't know his name and I asked him about it. Haha, what a shame.. (Nak autograf, tapi tak tau name..) But he was a sporting guy, I would say. We took some pictures together and also made some conversations. Before meeting him, we saw Ikhwan (Bong) near the stage. I do know his name, but I had a hard time recalling his name until Azie remembered and said that it was Ikhwan. Then only I asked for his signature. He's a nice man, and sporting as well.

Besides than those two persons, we also took pictures with FBI and AG. The other famous artists and band that we had seen were Mila, Tomok, Shila, Aleya, Tini, Kiran, Bunkface, One Nation Emcees, 6ixth Sense, Hujan, and some others whom I can't remember. The photos are all with Azie, and she's not around for this while, so later I will upload some more pictures we had taken.

Me, Azie, AG and Pyan.

Some wasted slips and the VIP passes.

One thing for sure, Azie and I were melted by Nubhan's smile to us while he was performing on the stage! Oh, you make my heart melts~ Haha..

It was definitely an unforgettable memory. ;D

Of course, because my legs and were in pain and my throat was totally dry throughout the concert.

formspring.me

2010-02-20T14:12:00.001+11:00

Just ask. Questions are my passion. http://formspring.me/atiqahmusa

Let's interview the teachers - Episode 2

2010-02-20T00:28:00.007+11:00

I broke my promise. I'm sorry, the mystique.

Okay, now what? Oh, continue with the interview stuff.

So, the HM of the school is a male. What is special about that? Let me tell you why I am so enthusiatic (am I?) to write about male Head Masters. Wait, don't think dirty unless your brain is already yellow in colour with black yucky polka dots.

As many people know, humans and even animals are attracted to the opposite sex of the same species. But I'm not talking about attracting the male HM or an attracting male HM. I'm using that fact to relate it with the cooperation given by a male HM to female teacher trainees compared to a female HM to female teacher trainees.

I'm sure you know about the simple concept of magnet, right? The north pole (N) of a magnet will repel if it is put near to the north pole of another magnet. Same thing goes to the south poles (S). But when N is put near S, they will attract each other. You know what does that mean.

So I would conclude that what had happened, took place naturally without any interference from external factors. I mean, the male HM gave such a great cooperation towards us. He is the example of an excellent HM with charisma and wisdom. Am I praising him too much or he does deserves them?

Okay, then let's move on to the interviews made by our group. We interviewed three English teachers, which are unfortunately (for our group which consists of 4 female teacher trainees) female teachers. One of them is an Indian, whist the other two are Malays.

I would like to be a little bit serious by discussing about the attitude of the teachers.

The first interviewee is the female Indian teacher. She is a good speaker, and she actually can answer all the six questions (which are said to be very hard, maybe because of the way the questions were worded), but since there were some misunderstanding, she only answered three. She said that she had a sore throat that day, and she was very busy. But then I saw her enjoying her chat with the other teachers (Huh?). The misunderstanding actually started from ourselves because we gave the questions to the Penyelia Petang to be passed to the teachers. But we did not give our contact number to him (we forgot la).

Anyway, the part that we still couldn't understand is, why did the Malay teacher who got the questions from the Penyelia Petang told the Indian teacher to answer the last three questions and she herself would answer the first three questions? What came to her mind when the Penyelia Petang told her that there would be an INTERVIEW and the questions are in advance so that the teachers to be interviewed could prepare themselves better? The Malay teacher is sooo "well-prepared" in the way that she prepared ALL the answers (not the first three only, pulak dah) for the questions (this one is okay), but TYPED AND PRINTED one.

That was great actually because we don't have so much problem in transcribing the answers she would be giving, that's what we thought. But when the interview started, she only read the answers, and added some words here and there. Hey, my little sister pun boleh buat laa.. Well, we had no choice but to record and do as if there were nothing wrong. Thus, those were the teachers who seemed very unwilling to cooperate, and sad to say, they came from the same school as our excellent HM just now.

Now the third teacher is very helpful, cooperative, and also generous. Although she is a female teacher.

I really want to write about how hard it was until we found this teacher, in this very post, but I'm afraid you will feel bored and stop reading. So, don't forget to read the next post which I hope will be written and posted within one week. :P

Peace! XD

Let's interview the teachers

2010-02-09T04:38:00.003+11:00

So sorry that I took so LONG to update my blog!

I didn't really mean to do so, but somehow I feel like deliberately procrastinating writing new entry for The Mystique. Why? Well, I am a procrastinator, remember?

Oh, I do try to change that bad habit, but I can't change within seconds. Neither within days. That's sad, really. ;-(

I wanted to write about my short, yet wonderful weekend in Taiping last month. But that was last month's. I don't want to make this blog seem slow-progressing (although it really is), so I decided to write about experience I had before, during and after the interview session with the English teacher from a primary school in Bayan Baru last week. It is for our Philosophy coursework. I won't reveal names, but I would like to share about the attitude of English teachers we (my group) had met.

Before that, let me tell you the good things I like about the school. The Head Master (HM) is so kind and generous towards us. He did his very best in helping our group to find teachers to be interviewed. He (yes, it was a HE) treated us very warmly and he even addressed us as 'cikgu' (teachers) even though he knew that we are just teacher trainees. I feel touched when a Head Master called me 'teacher' because I feel that the title is so great that a teacher TRAINEE does not really qualified to be called so as long as he/she does not completed his/her studies.

Besides that, the teachers in the school are also friendly and helpful. My friends and I were in the counselling room waiting for the counsellor when some of the teachers who walked past the room informed us that the counsellor was in the library. As we met the counsellor, she helped us to get a student for our Linguistics coursework. The coursework needs us to find three students from standard 4 to standard 6 and make the students write an essay based on pictures given besides narrating the story without looking at the essay. We got a Standard 4 Chinese student who is quite good in English. He was very helpful too. And cute as well. ;-)

Oh yes, why did I stressed on 'HE' which refers to the HM? I will continue later. Feel so sleepy right now. Oh, tomorrow there will be another interview, with the third teacher. Need to sleep now.

Good night!

Temporarily penniless

2010-01-25T18:28:00.007+11:00

No money no blogging.

Some small disaster sometimes will cause catastrophic effect to some people.

Guess what? After three weeks studying Philosophy, I philosophize! (Notice the two lines up here.)

Okay, whatever.

So, WHY is that so?

Because my broadband cannot be used because I haven't paid my broadband bill because I don't have enough money because the allowance has not come in yet because the HEP takes so long to process the cheque because... I don't know why.

I have so many things to be expressed here, but being in nomoneysituation makes me unable to post any useful entry, except this meaningless, psychobabble thing.

So, wait until I get my money (another three days!), and I'll blog.

Er, when I say I'll blog, I mean I'll update my blog next week (paling cepat pun). XD

See ya!

Got something to tell you

2010-01-05T21:37:00.009+11:00

"Tertinggal sesuatu?

Ambil dulu sebelum keluar dari bilik!

JIMATKAN TENAGA!!"

What is above statement all about?

I no longer live in the convenient ground floor room in my hostel. Now that my room is in the 2nd floor, I have to 'exercise' much more than before. No more water-cooler (which is just beside my former room), no more Scout and Jem running and playing around or even sneaking into our room (they used to be the cute kittens) and no more badminton games or 'dancing classes' in the court. That's sad isn't it?

So the statement above is actually the reminder I made which I pasted at the back of the door of my room. Of course the main objective of the reminder is to remind me and my room mate - Fatin Izzati - so that we will not leave anything important behind whenever we are about to go downstairs. Because I guess once we walk down the stairs and suddenly realized that we left something e.g a book, we'll never return to our room only to get it.

Okay, that is not the main point of this entry actually.

Now let's get serious. My little brother brought back some booklets about the misuse of JAKIM halal symbol.

From the booklet, I learned that Colgate toothpaste products DO NOT have the halal certificate from JAKIM. I was disappointed, because I just bought a Colgate toothpaste which cost me RM3. And according to my brother, I should not use it because we don't know whether it is halal or not. But all this while? We are using Colgate without knowing this truth. Or maybe some of us already know but they simply ignore it. Hey, what's happening to our society?

Now let's hear what our reporter said.

Reporter: Maisarah Musa

Unfortunately there is no translation for English version, so I'm sorry that the news was broadcast in Malay and you cannot understand what our reporter said.

I should include a copy of the booklet here, but I forgot to bring one to this college. Sorry about that.

Therefore, for all muslims out there, the conclusion is, never buy a product without the certified halal symbol, even if the product is famous and widely used.

Enjoy your day!

Oh no, NEW YEAR is here!

2009-12-31T14:34:00.008+11:00

Okay, I'm back! *counting days*
After a week of no update.

Anyway, cheer up guys and gals, it's NEW YEAR! 2010 will arrive in several hours from now, and *sigh* I haven't made up my mind on what will my new year resolutions be.

Have been busy lately, and that's why I failed to update my blog within these days. You know, assignments to do, classes to attend, people to date and so on. Eh, wait! No, no, those are last semester's excuses. Sorry, my bad. So the reality is, clothes to fold, food to cook, dishes to wash, rooms to tidy, brothers and sisters to bully, mum and dad to listen (for their nagging), fish to take care, facebook to surf, laptop to look at, night market to go, town to round, toilet to... okay, you know this. So those are the activities done while I were so 'busy'.

Hurm. Reading through the activities up here, I notice that there's something left out. It's called, "blog to update". Again, my bad.

Okay, let's see the review of the things that happened throughout this week, starting with the most recent ones.

Just now, I was blamed for cooking 'sambal ikan bilis'. Why? Because my mum didn't mention the word 'belacan' when she asked me to prepare it.

This morning I was deliberately attacked by a cat named Lowet. He scratched my wrist and caused me to be accused for trying to commit suicide. Hey, where's my lawyer?

Before that my sister and I went to my little sisters' school to buy their schoolbooks. That was the first time I step into a school after several months. I thought I'll be a teacher someday?

Last night, I watched Kungfu Hustle for the second time. So? Nothing. I just LOVE STEPHEN CHOW! Haha.. Kidding, I'd prefer Daniel Wu much more. So? Nothing.<<<== Crazy girl was here.

Last Tuesday, I asked my sister out to have a 'walk' in the evening. It was great. Totally great.

Last Sunday, my older sister, Nisah, went back to KL after having three 'fun' days home. My little brother (not little actually, he's 181 cm tall) also went to KL, but he made his journey earlier than my sister. So, the house has become a lot more peaceful. Well, not really. We have another 5 of noisy kids (including me) in the house!

I guess that's all. I have something in mind, which I will post in the next entry in this very blog.
Don't forget to revisit!

Need to go, I must set my new year resolutions before midnight!

Wait, before I end this entry, I would love to wish all of you a HAPPY NEW YEAR 2010!

HAVE A BLAST EVERYONE! LET'S WELCOME 2010 WITH A BIG HEART!

No worries~ ^_^

2009-12-22T15:18:00.007+11:00

Actually I did put this video URL in this very blog, but it was only the URL link. This time I embed the creative video clip, which I found very interesting, and surely funny. It creates the "no worries" feeling in me every time I watch it. ^_^

By the way, the reason why I put this video here has nothing to do with the JPP thing. Anak Pak Man, take note please. :P

ENJOY THE VIDEO CLIP! ;D

Hakuna Matata Lyrics

Hakuna Matata! What a wonderful phrase

Hakuna Matata! Ain't no passing craze

It means no worries for the rest of your days

It's our problem-free philosophy

Hakuna Matata!

Why, when he was a young warthog...

When I was a young wart hog

Very nice

Thanks

He found his aroma lacked a certain appeal
He could clear the savannah after every meal

I'm a sensitive soul though I seem thick-skinned
And it hurt that my friends never stood downwind
And oh, the shame He was ashamed
Thought of changin' my name What's in a name?
And I got downhearted How did ya feel?
Everytime that I...

Hey! Pumbaa! Not in front of the kids!
Oh. Sorry

Hakuna Matata! What a wonderful phrase
Hakuna Matata! Ain't no passing craze

It means no worries for the rest of your days

It's our problem-free philosophy
Hakuna Matata!
Hakuna Matata! Hakuna matata!
Hakuna Matata! Hakuna matata!
Hakuna Matata! Hakuna matata!
Hakuna Matata! Hakuna--

It means no worries for the rest of your days

It's our problem-free philosophy
Hakuna Matata!
(Repeats)

I say "Hakuna"

I say "Matata"