it's not MY FAULT!!!

it's not my fault for being late to madam noraini's class.. uitm bus that "konon2" have scheduled yg lambat! and we have to wait for rapid.. that's y i hate to live in puncak perdana! because our APB is not here and we just "menumpang" in others fac... it's better if i have to pay and rent a house at s.alam rather than being late and makes the lect scolding me or hates me. i'm not that types of person and i don't have that bad type of attitude.. i'm quite punctual. DAMN uitm bus! public transport in Malaysia is the worst compared to other country especially JAPAN. this is the fact!

better luck next time

salam everyone...i must 2 say today is d most unforgettable,unfortunate, and terrible day in my life!!!...never been in diz situation b4..late 4 clas(which is not my fault) n having several perceptual errors i guest..haha...which shud be avoided..mmmm...no gud,no gud....must change my attitude..

huhu

haha padan muka aku kna marah and to those who were late together with me..we were scolded by our madam and the most terrible is that our class will start at 8.30 next week..x pasal2 je..wow, i still thinking how 2 be at menara by 8.30..maybe i need to set up the tent over there and stay on wednesday night..or mybe i just skip the class for once..in this context, i think the phrase better late than never is not practical anymore..if i am late, maybe it's better for me not to go because she will deduct my marks..so, let's see how it will go..

Counting DAYS..which seems endless

Things are running quite wild now as we are almost at the end of semester...

Having 24 hours a day is not enough for me..

and i believe that having 24 hours a day is not enough for you too!

only managed to sleep for 2 hours last night..wohho..
because i promised someone to help her finish her work..

oh what a life i'm having right now

and i really feel that i'm going to sunk in the sea of assignments sooner or later

i dont think that i have enough strength to cope with all this.

in addition..things that are happening around me are not helping me but instead giving me more and more pressure

Ya Allah, I pray with all my heart,please oh please make things easy for us. Give us the courage Ya Allah, to complete our second semester successfully without having any trouble.Amin.

p/s: i would like to express my highest gratitude to Kak Anis who has practically read and highlighted my book for me in the journey to make me understand chapter 6.
I LOVE YOU KAK NIS :)

p/ss: also to nini who has explained to me the whole presentatation of her to give me more confidence. thank you! i've understand better on what i'm going to present about because of u :)

also to all the people who have supported me, no matter in what ways, THANK U! you have no ideas on how glad i'm to have friends like you guys :)

huhu..presenting things in front is not one of my strength and i'm terrified of the idea of presenting things that i've no knowledge about.


one more thing,

HAPPY BELATED BIRTHDAY
KAK AIMI!!

may Allah bless you wherever you go in whatever you are doing. WE will always pray for your success now and here after.

sincerely from,
the messy Alia

im dying here.......

im bored
im scared
im stressed
im sad
but am i mad?

im drenching
im dreaming
im sleeping
im laughing
im crying
im rebelling
im sick (tou tong)
im feeling soporific
im hot (the weather)
im angry
im sleepy
im hungry
im thirsty
im messy
im scruffy
im fuzzy
but am i crazy?

oh,im helpless...................

is it too late to apologize??
well i guess i'm unforgiven then..so sad..so saaaaaaaaaaaaaaad..it's a sad sad sad situation..and it's getting more more absurd...(sing along- blue, sory seems to be da hardest word)...:-(

hi guys,i wanna apologize for always being late to class
i know it sounds so sudden, actually, lately i realized that my late arrival troubled everybody when the lect. decided to 'wait' for everybody to come before they can start their class
it is so typical of me..
i hate to have 'typical' thing hanging on me and having everybody talking about it..duhh..
anyway i have to admit it's not a good attitude..my bad huh..and i need to change a bit..duibuqi..

Go Liverpool!!!

go go go........


"titik" the red devils...

chelsea?? just small matter like kacang..


hahahahahahah!!


love steven gerrad

no title

seem like the situation is getting tense. many things has happened to our class..but just put that away from your mind..from now on, we have two or three weeks to go..just keep struggling to finish any assignment, project, test, drama that are waiting us..no more time to enjoy like in the beginning of the semester..to all of u guys, let's strive for the GOAL together..sorry, i personally not interested to post this kind of comment actually..cam sengal je..but i now i am extremely boring, don't know what to do..i am in pain right now after met an accident yesterday during futsal games.. i don't kow how to answer the test tomorrow, my hand keeps bleeding..how unfortunate i am..but it's ok.. i like this experience, bkan senang nk dapat..and i feel like a gentleman for having it..hahahahahah..azwan the silence killer

confuse...confuse...

hello guys...
do you notice that dr. Krishh do not leave any vocabulary for us to find anymore..
is it true?? or i did not realize that the vocabulary word exist ...is it??
confuse..confuse...

ROUND D TABLE

HYPOCRETE is such a beautiful words.

So does revenge and prejudice, don't you think so too guys. Anyway, I can smell something 'controversial' is taking place in our class. I've been missing something aren't I. Oh well, I couldn't care less. Just drop by to say. HI! (well there, I already said it). Bye now.

who u r

i have something to show u guys

i just learnt this from my experience

do u know that from ur favurite fruit i can know who u r

believe me?

just answer this question

what is ur favurite fruit?
A- apple
B- orange
C- banana
D- watermelon
E- non of above

every answer has it's own explanation

read this
if u chose
A- i know that you are the one who like to eat apple
B- i know that you are the one who like to eat orange
C- i know that you are the one who like to eat banana
D- i know that you are the one who like to eat watermelon
E- i know that you are the one who dislike fruit

true right?
i told u so, amazing right...haha
donald trumpet:-)

let's start with our new hot topic !!

hahahahhaaa.. i just wanna make it be controversial issue..hehee.... we have so many assignment to do... so, what are u waiting for??? go to sleep and at nite we can have a cup of tea.. hahahahahahahhaaahaha

TALENTIME -MUST SEE MOVIE

u guys must c diz movie---------- it's a tremendously a great movie,trust me!!



this movie tremendously great guys!!u guys must c k!

JUST READ lah!!!!!

well, i guess "someone" is not comfortable with others' comments n his/her comments as well, dats y he/she deleted d posted comments...aha!! sth crossed my mind:

--project >dr bern
--project >dr mazli
--asgmnts >dr azni
--concept paper,MIP log n reflective log
--test >dr azni
--test >dr paramjit
--mandarin

hehehe...2 "that" person,my advise is rather than delete d posted comments,y dun u take a look on my list provided nicely here..
i believed u wil find it useful,but 2 d others LGB 2A too.... :)

Please STOP and STARE at this...

Friends Forever….

friends we will be now and forever
friends we will stay through any weather
rainy days or sunny, will be together

friends so in love to one another
when you feel alone, just remember
in good times and bad i stay forever

nothing could come ever between us
even the world will be against us
no one will take this friendship away from us

just you and me, until the world will see us through
with this friendship, we will never ever be blue
as long as you have me and i have you,

when they talk of friends, it always me and you
dont be weary if the sun doesnt shine on you
i’ll be your light and never i will leave you

i walked with you in vain
even if i take all the pain
i wont leave you in the rain

http://www.sweetrhymes.com/friendship-poems/friends-forever/

me oh my!

well well well, i noticed that there have been a few "missing" posts that i've read in the blog for a couple of days ago - the one with a picture, and another one, the one using red colors in it
why, who deleted it?
that one was quite an interesting one,
or did that person feel intimidated by the post?
"siapa makan cili, dia yang terasa pedasnya, kn?"
anyway, you (as in the person who did it), just want to tell you, dont ever do that again to other peoples' posts. just appreciate what that person has to say. unless you are the writer of the post, then you can delete it (and dont be such a yenta)

mind your 'own bussiness!!!

never expect this topic is going to be a very hot topic, if it is so bad (as said by 'someone') then just leave it..don't even bother to argue beb..its just an opinion..a general one..without pointing to anyone..i wonder why can everybody get very enthusiastic regarding this topic..mark my word, if you think that you are not practicing hypocrisy then its a good news.. i just want to 'color up' this plain blog..wahahahaha..dont be so academically formal..i believe we had enough in class...so that is it..kte enjoy!! besides this is not a formal blog..we post as we wish and pliz beb, express yourself informally..lastly, dont delete your comment..spit it out..let it be..dont be so emotional.chau!!

being positive

i was surprised to see that hypocrite had become a very hot topic lately. well, it is the person's right to sat what he @ she wants. but, this is not the main reason why dr chai asked us to create a blog. however, that person manage to create a very bad perception towards other classmates. today i want to share something with all of you. while i was finishing dr bern's assignment, i had been thinking about it.

let us see this from the positive point of view. no man is perfect. if A(the writer of the post) is not satisfied with B(the hypocrito - A said so), it is not wrong for A to tell B. don't make this matter become bigger. i don't think that we will be able to stay until our last semester if we keep on like this. so im hoping that A and B will be good as usual and we all will have a cheerful and a meaningful days in class.

crap

stop discussing about this rubbish topic..i think there a lot more we can talk rather than this topic like MIP log or concept paper that is more interesting to talk about..don't be angry with me because i think u guys have wasted too many time on this topic.. one advice from me, just let the hypocrite person lives peacefully with his or her life.. EE111

WHY???

Why everybody is talking about "hypocrite"??
What is happening right now?? is there any problem or misunderstanding among us in the class??
hope you guys will be more honest, if you have any misunderstanding
please express it and discuss with that "person" and don't keep it to yourself...
little misunderstanding can leads to bigger problem...
come on...be matured...ok!!!!

haha tQ fren for ur response

actually... i really hate hypocrite people because other people dunno the real attitudes of he or she.. only we knows their real attitudes by making some not some actually a lot of observations.. hahahahahaaahaaa do i sound like a scientist? wakakakkaa.. i hope that the hypocrite person will notice that they will not go far as they wish with their attitudes and remember that in real life, we are not always at the top of life cycle.. there are ups and downs in our lives.. hence, don't be so arrogant with just a little success that we have had achieve now....

can i share my pic????...huhu

to be or not 2 be

it has been about..emm...aaa..emm...since last sem i didn't view diz blog...
huhu...pretty lazy gurl,ha?..
i totally agree wit u 'anonymous'....(there are hypocrite people)n we shud get rid of them b4 they spread their virusses or diseases or poisones(whateva u wanna call it)..
frankly speaking, i hate these people n they r not deserve 2 b in this "stage" as mentioned by Shakespeare...they are all "players" who play "many parts" in diz small world..

testing 1,2,3

i just want to see is my labels appearing or not.. hahahahaha

my life is full of words

hahahaha.. busy busy busyyyyyyyyy ...
dear friends,

i hate hypocrite people!

lalala

that's all

another bzi week

do all of u hve the grup for our future assgment n projct? i just love to ask bcoz actually i don't have any for some sbjects..so, 4 those who are interested to be part of my sengal grup, just msg me..i don't have partner4 dr azni's presentation n mndarin drama as well..but if u r not interested, never mind..U KNOW ME? the guy who always sit at the back in the class,at the right side leaning against the China wall..

"Learn by Heart"...remember???

hello guys...anies here.
i dont know why,
suddenly i remember of dr. bern's tagline...hehehe...
"learn by heart"....do you still remember??
for me, this tagline is very catchy and easily stuck in my mind and i cannot get rid of it..hahaha.
it also reminds me of dr.chai because last semester when she ask the whole class about what will be our advice for our junior, part1 student...
suddenly this tagline slips through my tongue, and the whole class start laughing crazily...haha
but i think, dr.chai still don't understand why we laugh until today...don't you think so???
anyway, i think this tagline will be the most memorable things that we will be talking about even though we have have already graduated from this course later...is that true??

listen!!..no..i mean..read. yeah..read this!! i am so angry,upset,offended,irritated,annoyed,disappointed,distress!!!!
and i don't think that all words in this highly unfair world could ever be enough to describe how i feel..
i have 1001 reason to feel every negative feeling the meanest person could ever have right now..
i understand how a killer feel, when they strangle up the neck of the person they hate..the hatred is very deep that no slight of mercy could ever peek into his heart..
i understand how seriously distressed the person who commits suicide..they're already dead when they have decided to end it all..even though they are now breathing..
the goal is simple..whether u destroy things that u despise or let it destroy u..it just a matter of time..
i know i need to let it out but i can't. people die with their dark secrets..only some unfortunate ones revealed.

hello guys....
it's been a very long time...
long time no see...hehehe
this is my first blog for this semester...
actually i dont know what to say, but i've decided to share today's experience with all of you.
today, on my way to the main campus i've found that the trafic light that the junction from subang to shah alam is still not working until today. It is already more than a week since it broke down. it cause traffic jammed and it very dangerous for the road user especially the motorcyclist...dont you think so?? who should we put the blame for this faulty??

what a buzy day!

hai everyone...i would to share my feeling with you all.yesterday was the most tired day for me..i have three meeting since the afternoon until the night. i also feel that my life is not ballance anymore.but i promise i will try to ballance it again and try to focus more on my study.although i have many commitment, i'm not feel regret with my decision because this is the way that i have chose.i also would like to thank all my friends especially my housemates for supporting me in everything i do.i hope our relationship will continue forever and ever.

allo!! ok now i'm tellin' ya that i'm defenitely lost right on this blurr moment of idealess.
fuhhhh..i know this blog already existed since last year but i..well this is quite embarrassing to admit..but this would be my first time posting..huhuhu..besides i ain't got anything to say..

I'm all WORN-OUT, DROOPY and SOPORIFIC.....

i'm so tired....i'm so exhausted....this suffering will not just end here....yinwei....ahh...wo wang le....wo bu zhidao he wo wang le...! (talking nonsense again, am I?)

ye ye

salam!! (^_~)

salam everyone!!!its me, hasinah...first and foremost, once again, I'M SORRY...
second of all, THANK YOU...
and the third thing is I LOVE YOU ALL SO MUCH...

well,after this i'm going to take a good care of my mouth (actually i still have the feeling of guilty in me)..hope all of you can help me fix it...to lat i'm sorry for everything...and my final words, lets all LGB2A strive together and have fun!!!

What a DAY!

hello everyone!
this is alia, your little sister speaking :)

yeah, yesterday has been a very hectic day for us. with a crisis here and there..what to do..this is life and life wouldn't be so much beautiful without colours. no matter the colour is bright or dull, it helps to paint our life. making our life colourful.
i need to tell you that our booth at menara was sooo hot yesterday. i mean hot! there were too many people and the place was so crowded.

even dr. chai can't stand the heat (dr chai has migrain). so, she put the responsibility to handle the booth on our shoulders (there were 7 people there on duty ~nini,kuzi,hafiz,me, n 3 bm seniors)

in all, it was a great experience being there!

my highest gratitude to these wonderful people~

mr hafiz
thank you for accompanying us despite of all the challenges!
we were touched :')
(but after this u have to come to all dr param's classes yeah :D)

to miss hasinah n kak ita,
i love you!
thanks 4 coming yesterday.
hope we will finish our forum successfully on thursday. :)

to miss nini,
oh, THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR PREPARING THE GAME!
the booth would be so much dull without it.
and sorry i didn't help you out..i really want to help
i promise that i'll try my best not to go home so often k :) huhu..

and a very special dedication to lat,

thank you so much for being a very responsible captain to us
i know sometimes you feel burdened carrying this job
but remember, you can always delegate your tasks to us and we will help you willingly.
plus, you definitely can improve your communication skills as you are always arranging plans with the lecturer :)



and also to all my brothers and sisters, lets finish our assignments fast so that we can go out and have fun together!!

one thing for sure, i am happy to be a part of lgb2a and i really hope that our friendship will sail forever :)


(i'm feeling extra happy because i have just got an sms telling that dr krish's class this afternoon is cancelled..hooray!~)

It's been a LONG time...

it's been a long time since i've posted any entries of mine in this blog. Laziness, distraction by other things, are only two of the reasons that i could think of at the moment....but, i'll try to be consistent...(n_n)...but, now, i'm feeling pretty nervous, know why? it's because tomorrow will be my turn - together with kak hanis and unknown part five student, Md. Iman Wan - to be in-charge at the booth of APB with other colleagues. previously, i've asked nini about her three-hours-experience there since her turn with alia and kuzi was in the afternoon - from the way she briely described it, i guess it would not be that bad..huhh...maybe it would be a fun activity; talking, communicating and meeting new characters in an attempt to create connections between them and us...

Special dedication to dearest Hasinah...
Hasinah, please cheer up, okay? i was stunned and sad seeing you like that... there's nothing wrong, you've done nothing wrong and things are just doing great, we all did the same thing (all mixed up and confused at that time) so, please don't put the blame on yourself...we were all shocked - we all thought that you were going to announce something...don't put on that cloudy face, get rid of it and please be just as cheerful as you really are, okay? ...(^_^)

i guess i've got nothing more to say..(i feel as if im just writing 'nothing' here, don't you think? sort of plain piece of paragraph...?)well, before putting an end to this blog, i want to say i really LOVE you guys; all of you; each and everyone of you and on behalf of the rest of the class, "thank you, Latfi"...you've been a really good 'ketua kelas' for the previous semester and at the moment...

till then, keep smiling, ok??
and remember, laughter is still the best medicine for our health!

----farha----(^_^)

mess

what a messy day!that's what i can say..some small conflict had happened..it is rarely happen in our class b4..but it's ok because we finally managed to solve this unexpected problem..but i felt little bit quilty bcoz i was the one who made one of my classmate suffered,if i can say..sory very much to that person..i have no intention to do so..captain tsubasa:-)

The True Face of Frank Abagnale!!

I was curious one day about what the famous American conman Frank Abagnale looks like. Is he as attractive as Leonardo de Caprio that play as him in Catch Me If You Can? Sometimes its amazed me on things that you can find in the internet. So anyway, ladies and gentleman, I now revealed to you Frank Abagnale himself. P/S: He is not that bad looking after all. I wonder if he could pull it off as a rockstar. I'm not so sure about the woman beside him, probably his wife.

(Post to you all the way from Germany, by Mrs. Kaulitz)

Twilight Parody Script

I was surfin the utube today looking for a good twilight parody. Then I came across with this one that I'm goin to share with you guys. Its a hillarious one ( people who already watched twilight will get the idea). Its in the forest scene where Bella uncover the truth about Edward.

The Original Dialogue

Bella : Your possibly fast and strong. Your skins is pale white and ice cold. Your eyes change color and sometimes you speak like you're from a different time. You never even drink anything. You don't go out in sunlight. How old are you?
Edward : 17
Bella : How long you been 17?
Edward : Awhile
Bella : I know what you are?
Edward : Say it....out loud.
Bella : Vampires
Edward : Answer me the most basic question,what do I eat?
Bella : Blood
Edward : Are you afraid?
Bella : No.

The Parody Dialogue

Bella : Your possibly fat and merry, your cheeks are rosy red. I know what you are.
Edward : Say it....out loud.
Bella : Santa
Edward : Ask me the most basic question, what do I eat?
Bella : Milk....and cookies
Edward : Have u been bad this year?
Bella : No...I've been naughty.

(Post to you by Vanya the White Violin)

An Odyssey to 'Kuala Lumpur'???

Friday 6/2/2009

Everybody was bloody excited to go to Kula Lumpur for free! We, LGB 2A, were invited to attend a ‘majlis kebudayaan’ somewhere in KL. Well, we did not intend to know further about the destination and purpose. All we knew was “we are going to have a free merry ride to KL”. Surely, a bus would be provided…..hurm….

The bus was coming!!! Hooray!!! We were waiting for it with a mountain of patience.

Suddenly, Kak Hanis, the big boss of this journey came with her gloomy red face.

“What’s up?”

“Where is the bus you promised?”

“Is the invitation still valid?”

“Are we really going to KL?”

“I have dressed amazingly and don’t tell me the trip is cancelled!”

These were the questions thrown to Kak Hanis.

“Sorry, it is cancelled”.

AAAArrghhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

What an embarrassment! I did not want to walk back home. What would my housemates say? I would be the laughing stock for the rest of my life!!! The others thought the same.

This was not a statement we waited for! Well, life is all about ups and downs. Every cloud has a silver lining. This could not break our strength of having a fieldtrip. Who cares about the trip to KL anymore? We have other places to go by using our beloved Rapid KL lah!!!! Who cares???!!! We are independent!!! In life, there is always a plan B…..

We ended up by switching our mind to “a journey to Plaza Alam Sentral”.

Here we began!

Alia, Tun, C-Nah, Masitah, Farha, Ain Jannah, Malia, Lat, Azwan, Azrina and me.

We all eleven were waiting for a bus…… it was either UiTM Bus or Rapid KL.

Suddenly, Masitah changed her mind and chose to disjoin the group. She has a meeting to attend tonight, the same meeting as Alia has. We were al

l ten.

After a while, Latfi – our class captain – was surrender. He was too lazy to wait for anymore second. He assumed that the bus wouldn’t be coming. Then he left us after saying “take care”.

Then, Azwan forcefully followed him. Oh, dear! How could you all give up before going to battle?

I also planned to give up. But Tun and Ain wanted to go.

Malia said, “I will wait until 7.30 p.m. only”

However, in returns of our great patience, here the bus came! UiTM bus. It was already 7.20 p.m. after waiting for a half century. “Here we go!”

Lat and Azwan joined us again, as they saw the bus's arrival.

Azrina had done a stunt in the bus. The bus was terribly shaking and so she almost fell down while we were taking pictures. I presume that she might be too exci

ted to be in the picture.

We arrived at PKNS in thirty minutes later. It was already

dark.

The first place we headed to was surau. It was already maghrib time.

After that, we continued our journey to Plaza Alam Sentral, which is located behind PKNS.

“Here we are!”

The place was jovially greeting us as it knew that w

e chose it instead of Kuala Lumpur.

We dropped at Speedy to look for CDs. Actually; I was the person who promoted them to go there. I wanted to buy a CD. But it is sold in a set of 3 CDs, for RM10.00. It was stock clearance. I wanted one CD only. So, I persuaded Latfi and Hasinah to buy another two CDs, so that I could have one out of three; with a great price of RM3.33 per CD. Hahaha…..then we bought three CDs and each of us got one. What an amazing pleasure of having friends! People say; “un

ited we strong, divided we weak”.

Do you know what kind of CD we bought? This is my CD. Ask C-Nah and Lat!

Let’s go back to the story. Our stomachs were all singing rock and roll. The journey made us starving. Well, we found a restaurant. I forgot its name, but it is exactly located in front of Bee’s, a bakery. You can see the bakery as you walk into Plaza Alam Sentral using the main entrance, next to Dunkin Donuts. Am I making myself clear? Yes, isn’t it?

Well, we were like a jakun group of kids who were having an outing for the first time. (And surely, the kids are from a sort kindergarten in a secret jungle, in Amazon. Or, they might be from other world in another galaxy).

We sat at one of a pleasant corner. At the moment, Malia and Ain went to ATM machine, withdrawing some money (Unfortunately, both of them refused to treat us). Three tables were combined as we were ten all together. There were no other people in the

restaurant. However, it seemed like there were myriad Orang Utan kids in the restaurant. I did not know what we were talking about. What a noisy place, the restaurant became!

To my horror, the foods we ordered were deliciously expensive. I think, the pans we used were all imported from Italy. They served our food in several little pans. Wow! “I don’t think I like it”.

They were all movable! We had to hold the ear of the pans, so we

could eat our food. They were making our meals terrible and hard to

eat. Overall, the foods were appealing. Except for C-nah’s wantan mee. Hahaha….it wasn’t tasty at all! Pity her.

At the same time, we took photographs again and again. Azwan’s face forcefully made us practicing yoga laughter, which was presented by Farha in class, last semester. He looked innocent on all the pictures.

The most unforgettable experience was always on my side. Yes, it was an embarrassing moment indeed. To begin with, I went to the cashier. I have RM90.00 in my hand. We used Alia’s and C-Nah’s money first. Well, the cashier took a long time to count the bill. Never mind, I waited. Then the bill popped out on the screen. It was RM119.53. The money was obviously not enough. Then I took RM20 from C-Nah, assuming that it would be enough. To my embarrassment, the cashier said I needed another RM10. I was not a good Mathematician at the moment. Poor me! Then I went back again to our table and took RM10 note from Lat. “Here I go!”….. It was settled!

Then, we rushed to PKNS bus stop. We were looking for T605. After waiting for decades, we crossed the road and took a bus from the other roadside. We went to Section 2 (bus station) and stayed in the same bus. While waiting for the bus to move and take us home, we took some pictures again! What a happy family!

The bus moved. We went back to Perdana Heights Hostel, keeping a lot of memories in our heart. We arrived exactly at 11.00 o’clock. We happily walked in with a plenty of stories to remember……..

P/s: 0ur pictures will be coming soon!

By:
= http://thebeautyofsplendid.blogspot.com

-the end-

wake up MALAYS!!!!

wake up MALAYS!!! one fine evening, we were supposed to go to kl with kak hanis to attend an event. unfortunately, there was no bus. so, we decided to go to shah alam..we waited for the bus and at 7.30 p.m we were on the bus, heading to shah alam. now, come for the real story. the bus stopped at giant, to pick two girls. they are modern girl. of course i can tell you. from the way they are wearing, they are affected by the western.you undersatnd what i mean by that. and then kak farha and i were speaking in english. to me, it was eaasier to tell something in english. then, we reached pkns. suddenly, azwan told us that the two girls were angry on us because we were using english to speak. she said that we didn't realize that we are malaysians. if those girls are reading this, let me tell you. you said that we are "tak sedar diri" but the thing is , you are the one "tak sedar diri". wearing like a western but admitting that you are malaysian. take a look at yourself before you say anything. even though we used english, but we still know who we are. kak farha wore baju kurung while i was wearing a loose blouse.

then, i remember one thing. one day, my english teacher used to explain this matter in one of her classes.there are two terms which are homophones. "malays" and "malaise". if you want to know what these are,find them in your dictionary. then you know what i mean.

salam...

today i get a new experience in my life. there is a blood donation program in puncak. so, i decided to try to donate my blood. actually i was afraid to do this because I'm afraid with needle. but my housemates encouraged me to donate blood because it is not hurt and we do not know when we have the opportunity like this in the future. so i brave myself to take this challenge and I've made it. i also have learn something today that we have to trust with ourselves because it is our strength to face something that we think it is an obstacles in our life.

in memory...

one day, after my paksu came back home from market, there was a cute little cat following him.the cat had stripes with three colours, brown, black and white.she was very good.the moment she was here, she didn't mess up in my house.everytime she needed to do her 'thing' she would go outside and find a sandy place.plus, she was very small. then, i decided to call her "Lang". she didn't really recognize me but she is my aunt's best friend. as she is staying alone in the house, Lang existence made her feel safer. she wanted to eat every two hours. when i am around, she would ask for more. eventhough she loved to bite my hand, but it was just a 'manja' kind of bite..not hurt at all.everybody loves her. then,i left her for four weeks as i need to go back to campus. one night, i received a call from my aunt telling me that she was very sick.and i was crying for the whole night as i'm afraid i might not have the chance to see her for the last time.when i came back for the mid-term break,the first thing i did was looking for her.i could see she was sleeping on her favourite cushion, lying there a very thin and sick creature.her eyes look so pale..unfortunately,that day was my cousin's wedding.so we have to be there all the time and we had to leave her alone in the house.when we came back,she was missing.we had been searching for her but still couldn't find her.then,i saw her at her favourite spot when she was first time here.i brought her back and gave her drink.she was very thirsty.that night, my aunt said that she might not going to make until tomorrow.then my aunt told me that she had miscarriage before.blood came out for three days and for almost a week,she ate nothing.then, i let her sleep on my favourite 'kain batik' and i brought her to sleep with me..then,at 4 o'clock she screamed so loud.i was surprised.then,my aunt told me that she has already gone.she cried before she died.i was crying for the whole morning.i hold both of her hand and i feel i'm not ready to let her go.but she's already gone.this morning, i buried her.my two aunts helped me.we wrapped her in a white cloth and covered her with a small 'papan'.then, we put her in the 'liang' we made for her.i was crying throughout the 'thing'.i couldn't hold my tears back she loved to play with my niece..

this is the picture of her a day before she died..she was very thin..

and this is the picture right after she died..what can i say..i'm still crying when i publish this post,,

Happy Chinese New Year!!

salam...i'm going home today. It's hard to believe actually that we have reached the semester break for this semester. I feel like i only came to puncak perdana yesterday. I also believe that i will going to face a very tough semester after this semester break. This is because we, LG students and students from every courses will get zillions of assignments after this semester break. But don't worry my friends, as long as we follow what the lecturers say and manage our time wisely, insyaallah we can do it. I also hope that we will help each other in this course because it's hard to success if we do not work together. For PerFact's members, we will go to many schools this coming february,so it's better for us to get ready in terms of physical and mental because this is our first time to do this program. I hope that we can do it successfully. Insyaallah..

today is my convocation's day.. =)

huhu.. mix feeling..happy, tired, jammed, sad.. hahahahha .. but i'm totally tired!
after 3 years struggling in dip in science.. finally i made it! hehe.. i have promised in myself that i want to do well in my epc's degree.. =)

by= khadijah aminah bt md yusoff

I'M GOING HOME

I'm staring out into the night
And trying to hide the pain
I'm going to the place where love
and feeling good don't ever cost a thing,
And the pain you feel's a different kind of pain

I'm going home
to the place where I belong
where your love has always been enough for me
I'm running from you know I think you got me all wrong
I don't regret this life I chose for me
But these places and these faces are getting old
So I'm going home

The miles are getting longer it seems
The closer I get to you.... babe
I've not always been the best man and friend for you
But your love remains true and I don't know why
You always seem to give me another try

I'm going home
To the place where I belong
Where your love has always been good enough for me
I'm running from you know I think you got me all wrong
I don't regret this life I chose for me
But these places and these faces are getting old


Be careful what you wish for
cause you just might get it all
you just might get it all and then some you dont want
be careful what you wish for cause you just might get it all
You just might get it all

I'm going home
to the place where I belong
Where your love has always been enough for me
And I'm running from.. you know I think you got me all wrong
I don't regret this life I chose for me
' But these places and these faces are getting old
But these places and these faces are getting old
I'm going home
I'm going home


to all my friends...it has been a wonderful semester with you...this is the best thing ever happened...see you for the next semester...happy and healthy!! to all kakak2 n abang2 in my class, congrats on your convo (^^)...see you around!!!

huh..now i can write using black ink colour...thanks a lot to 'the person' who decor this blog...it is so beautiful...just like i promise, today i found another beautiful short story taken from www.eastoftheweb.com... hope you'll enjoy it.....

Terry Bisson

They're Made out of Meat

"They're made out of meat." "Meat?" "Meat. They're made out of meat." "Meat?" "There's no doubt about it. We picked up several from different parts of the planet, took them aboard our recon vessels, and probed them all the way through. They're completely meat." "That's impossible. What about the radio signals? The messages to the stars?" "They use the radio waves to talk, but the signals don't come from them. The signals come from machines." "So who made the machines? That's who we want to contact." "They made the machines. That's what I'm trying to tell you. Meat made the machines." "That's ridiculous. How can meat make a machine? You're asking me to believe in sentient meat." "I'm not asking you, I'm telling you. These creatures are the only sentient race in that sector and they're made out of meat." "Maybe they're like the orfolei. You know, a carbon-based intelligence that goes through a meat stage." "Nope. They're born meat and they die meat. We studied them for several of their life spans, which didn't take long. Do you have any idea what's the life span of meat?" "Spare me. Okay, maybe they're only part meat. You know, like the weddilei. A meat head with an electron plasma brain inside." "Nope. We thought of that, since they do have meat heads, like the weddilei. But I told you, we probed them. They're meat all the way through." "No brain?" "Oh, there's a brain all right. It's just that the brain is made out of meat! That's what I've been trying to tell you." "So ... what does the thinking?" "You're not understanding, are you? You're refusing to deal with what I'm telling you. The brain does the thinking. The meat." "Thinking meat! You're asking me to believe in thinking meat!" "Yes, thinking meat! Conscious meat! Loving meat. Dreaming meat. The meat is the whole deal! Are you beginning to get the picture or do I have to start all over?" "Omigod. You're serious then. They're made out of meat." "Thank you. Finally. Yes. They are indeed made out of meat. And they've been trying to get in touch with us for almost a hundred of their years." "Omigod. So what does this meat have in mind?" "First it wants to talk to us. Then I imagine it wants to explore the Universe, contact other sentiences, swap ideas and information. The usual."

< 2 >

"We're supposed to talk to meat." "That's the idea. That's the message they're sending out by radio. 'Hello. Anyone out there. Anybody home.' That sort of thing." "They actually do talk, then. They use words, ideas, concepts?" "Oh, yes. Except they do it with meat." "I thought you just told me they used radio." "They do, but what do you think is on the radio? Meat sounds. You know how when you slap or flap meat, it makes a noise? They talk by flapping their meat at each other. They can even sing by squirting air through their meat." "Omigod. Singing meat. This is altogether too much. So what do you advise?" "Officially or unofficially?" "Both." "Officially, we are required to contact, welcome and log in any and all sentient races or multibeings in this quadrant of the Universe, without prejudice, fear or favor. Unofficially, I advise that we erase the records and forget the whole thing." "I was hoping you would say that." "It seems harsh, but there is a limit. Do we really want to make contact with meat?" "I agree one hundred percent. What's there to say? 'Hello, meat. How's it going?' But will this work? How many planets are we dealing with here?" "Just one. They can travel to other planets in special meat containers, but they can't live on them. And being meat, they can only travel through C space. Which limits them to the speed of light and makes the possibility of their ever making contact pretty slim. Infinitesimal, in fact." "So we just pretend there's no one home in the Universe." "That's it." "Cruel. But you said it yourself, who wants to meet meat? And the ones who have been aboard our vessels, the ones you probed? You're sure they won't remember?" "They'll be considered crackpots if they do. We went into their heads and smoothed out their meat so that we're just a dream to them." "A dream to meat! How strangely appropriate, that we should be meat's dream." "And we marked the entire sector unoccupied." "Good. Agreed, officially and unofficially. Case closed. Any others? Anyone interesting on that side of the galaxy?" "Yes, a rather shy but sweet hydrogen core cluster intelligence in a class nine star in G445 zone. Was in contact two galactic rotations ago, wants to be friendly again." "They always come around." "And why not? Imagine how unbearably, how unutterably cold the Universe would be if one were all alone ..."

the end

Happy eid mubarak..

happy eid mubarak to all my friends and lecturer.. hope u'll enjoy the holiday.. hoorayyy and don't forget about all the assignment ..... urururur... -khadijah-

food for your heart

hello!!!here is one of the stories taken from eastoftheweb..hope all of you enjoy it..

Death By Scrabble or Tile M For Murder

It's a hot day and I hate my wife. We're playing Scrabble. That's how bad it is. I'm 42 years old, it's a blistering hot Sunday afternoon and all I can think of to do with my life is to play Scrabble. I should be out, doing exercise, spending money, meeting people. I don't think I've spoken to anyone except my wife since Thursday morning. On Thursday morning I spoke to the milkman. My letters are crap. I play, appropriately, BEGIN. With the N on the little pink star. Twenty-two points. I watch my wife's smug expression as she rearranges her letters. Clack, clack, clack. I hate her. If she wasn't around, I'd be doing something interesting right now. I'd be climbing Mount Kilimanjaro. I'd be starring in the latest Hollywood blockbuster. I'd be sailing the Vendee Globe on a 60-foot clipper called the New Horizons - I don't know, but I'd be doing something. She plays JINXED, with the J on a double-letter score. 30 points. She's beating me already. Maybe I should kill her. If only I had a D, then I could play MURDER. That would be a sign. That would be permission. I start chewing on my U. It's a bad habit, I know. All the letters are frayed. I play WARMER for 22 points, mainly so I can keep chewing on my U. As I'm picking new letters from the bag, I find myself thinking - the letters will tell me what to do. If they spell out KILL, or STAB, or her name, or anything, I'll do it right now. I'll finish her off. My rack spells MIHZPA. Plus the U in my mouth. Damn. The heat of the sun is pushing at me through the window. I can hear buzzing insects outside. I hope they're not bees. My cousin Harold swallowed a bee when he was nine, his throat swelled up and he died. I hope that if they are bees, they fly into my wife's throat. She plays SWEATIER, using all her letters. 24 points plus a 50 point bonus. If it wasn't too hot to move I would strangle her right now. I am getting sweatier. It needs to rain, to clear the air. As soon as that thought crosses my mind, I find a good word. HUMID on a double-word score, using the D of JINXED. The U makes a little splash of saliva when I put it down. Another 22 points. I hope she has lousy letters.

< 2 >

She tells me she has lousy letters. For some reason, I hate her more. She plays FAN, with the F on a double-letter, and gets up to fill the kettle and turn on the air conditioning. It's the hottest day for ten years and my wife is turning on the kettle. This is why I hate my wife. I play ZAPS, with the Z doubled, and she gets a static shock off the air conditioning unit. I find this remarkably satisfying. She sits back down with a heavy sigh and starts fiddling with her letters again. Clack clack. Clack clack. I feel a terrible rage build up inside me. Some inner poison slowly spreading through my limbs, and when it gets to my fingertips I am going to jump out of my chair, spilling the Scrabble tiles over the floor, and I am going to start hitting her again and again and again. The rage gets to my fingertips and passes. My heart is beating. I'm sweating. I think my face actually twitches. Then I sigh, deeply, and sit back into my chair. The kettle starts whistling. As the whistle builds it makes me feel hotter. She plays READY on a double-word for 18 points, then goes to pour herself a cup of tea. No I do not want one. I steal a blank tile from the letter bag when she's not looking, and throw back a V from my rack. She gives me a suspicious look. She sits back down with her cup of tea, making a cup-ring on the table, as I play an 8-letter word: CHEATING, using the A of READY. 64 points, including the 50-point bonus, which means I'm beating her now. She asks me if I cheated. I really, really hate her. She plays IGNORE on the triple-word for 21 points. The score is 153 to her, 155 to me. The steam rising from her cup of tea makes me feel hotter. I try to make murderous words with the letters on my rack, but the best I can do is SLEEP. My wife sleeps all the time. She slept through an argument our next-door neighbours had that resulted in a broken door, a smashed TV and a Teletubby Lala doll with all the stuffing coming out. And then she bitched at me for being moody the next day from lack of sleep.

< 3 >

If only there was some way for me to get rid of her. I spot a chance to use all my letters. EXPLODES, using the X of JINXED. 72 points. That'll show her. As I put the last letter down, there is a deafening bang and the air conditioning unit fails. My heart is racing, but not from the shock of the bang. I don't believe it - but it can't be a coincidence. The letters made it happen. I played the word EXPLODES, and it happened - the air conditioning unit exploded. And before, I played the word CHEATING when I cheated. And ZAP when my wife got the electric shock. The words are coming true. The letters are choosing their future. The whole game is - JINXED. My wife plays SIGN, with the N on a triple-letter, for 10 points. I have to test this. I have to play something and see if it happens. Something unlikely, to prove that the letters are making it happen. My rack is ABQYFWE. That doesn't leave me with a lot of options. I start frantically chewing on the B. I play FLY, using the L of EXPLODES. I sit back in my chair and close my eyes, waiting for the sensation of rising up from my chair. Waiting to fly. Stupid. I open my eyes, and there's a fly. An insect, buzzing around above the Scrabble board, surfing the thermals from the tepid cup of tea. That proves nothing. The fly could have been there anyway. I need to play something unambiguous. Something that cannot be misinterpreted. Something absolute and final. Something terminal. Something murderous. My wife plays CAUTION, using a blank tile for the N. 18 points. My rack is AQWEUK, plus the B in my mouth. I am awed by the power of the letters, and frustrated that I cannot wield it. Maybe I should cheat again, and pick out the letters I need to spell SLASH or SLAY. Then it hits me. The perfect word. A powerful, dangerous, terrible word. I play QUAKE for 19 points. I wonder if the strength of the quake will be proportionate to how many points it scored. I can feel the trembling energy of potential in my veins. I am commanding fate. I am manipulating destiny. My wife plays DEATH for 34 points, just as the room starts to shake. I gasp with surprise and vindication - and the B that I was chewing on gets lodged in my throat. I try to cough. My face goes red, then blue. My throat swells. I draw blood clawing at my neck. The earthquake builds to a climax. I fall to the floor. My wife just sits there, watching.

And the Moonman goes too....

The owners for the 2008 MTV VMA moonman had been announced on the last September 6th..Sadly, Ms Spears is the big winners for the events. But despite that, the best thing is Tokio Hotel (TH) had made Germany proud by taking home the silver moonman for the best new artist categories beating Miley Cyrus and Jonas Brother down the drain (poor Disney kids). But one just can't blame the Tokio boys for being really talented can't they. Anyway, for the international music maniacs like me out there, watch out for the upcoming 2008 MTV EMA on the early month of November. There's no conformation yet that TH will make it to the final list (I'm willing to put a 10 grant bet that they will be nominated and may even won). So people, please go the EMA official website to vote. I already did. Paramore is even in the list. Anyway, coming back to the recently VMA, Paramore had put on an outstanding performance. Hayley is so 'Rock it' jumping around the stage with her yellow pants and black tops (her red flaring hair seems quite frizzy at that time). Meanwhile TH had made it to the red carpet with this big TH monster truck (there's no need to be too exaggerated boy. Luckily, you guys won so that should cover your overacting stunts). Ich Liebe Ditch TH !!!

short stories

hello friends..to those who loves short stories like me,well it helps you improving your english...you can go to http://eastoftheweb.com...all the stories are very good...

AYAM HONEY from KFC….

07/09/08 Sunday

As I got this story from Toon, I laughed as loud as I could. I think I have done ‘laughter yoga’ inadvertently. Hahaha…here I laughed with full of emotions. Stop wondering! Let me tell you the story. It began when my housemate, Naruto went out to Giant with two other girls. Well, our sweet and delicious spoken neighbour, Girl, had sent an item of SMS to Naruto as she noticed that Naruto was at Giant at the moment. She wanted a set meal of KFC for lunch. This was Girl’s message:
“Belikan aku 1 set ayam honey ye”.
As Naruto got the message, she went to the counter and asked the KFC cashier, ordering the meal.
“Abang, may I have a set of ayam honey, please.”
“I am sorry? What is ayam honey? We don’t have such name of meal here,” replied the guy with a mountain of amusement. Actually, there was a smile on his face.
Naruto, then, called Girl steathily.
“There’s no ayam honey here. How about ordering other meals?” Naruto spoke gently in hurry. She is a very ‘straight-forward’ girl. And totally kind too.
“Oh, yang! What I meant in the SMS was ‘a set of ayam’. ‘Honey’ was referring to you! It is my style of texting an SMS. I usually address anyone with ‘honey’,” shouted Girl, together with a big laughed. There was also a few of backup singers (people who were laughing) on the phone.
“Ha?! I have misunderstood! What a shame!” She seemed like crying, blushing already.
This is a funny story happened to my housemate. She is a pure Sarawakian, so she is not so familiar with fast-food restaurant since there are not too many such things there. To be honest, via my point of view, she is a funny-looking girl and amazingly happy-go lucky person. She never makes a spectacle of herself, but normally she does accidentally. It is a consensus sagacity that Naruto is the most qualified joker of the year! -ninie-