satu pagi yang menarik

cuaca di luar sejuk. awan kelabu. cuaca biasa bila musim berubah. selamat jalan musim panas, selamat datang musim luruh. kalau dulu matahari boleh tersenyum sehingga 9 malam, kini tidak lagi. matahari hanya sesekali tersenyum di balik awan kelabu. daun2 mula berguguran sana sini. saya akur menunggu bas yang belum kunjung tiba.jika minggu lepas emosi saya kurang stabil. amarah, kecewa menyelubungi diri. ada dua perkara yang mengganggu kecerian aidilfitri saya. pertama, idea kajian lanjutan saya 'dicuri' orang. dan kedua kek yang saya bakar tidak menjadi. mungkin ada perkara yang ketiga, tetapi..hmm biar saya abaikan.

bercakap tentang harta intelek, saya belajar sesuatu yang baru. secara umumnya saya pernah berdiskusi bersama2 seorang penyelidik di sini yang bukan daripada grup saya. mungkin disebabkan saya kurang ilmu saya bercerita tentang kajian yang ingin saya lakukan. dan jumaat lepas, apabila saya berjumpa dengan seorang penyelidik lain untuk membincangkan penggunaan bahan kimia yg dihasilkan dia memberitahu yang semua bahan2 tersebut telah diambil, dan kajian telah dijalankan oleh seorang pelajar dibawah seliaan penyelidik pertama. berita itu bagaikan satu tamparan hebat buat saya. saya geram, bengang dan kecewa disebabkan saya telah membuat sedikit persediaan bagi kajian lanjutan saya.

lanjutan daripada itu ada perkara ketiga berlaku, namun saya cuba untuk tidak mempedulikannya.lanjutan daripada perkara2 tadi, menyebabkan kek saya kurang menjadi, walaupun sedap, namun tidak menepati piawaian saya. hmmm mungkin emosi terganggu agaknya? semalam saya berjumpa dengan penyelia saya. kami berbincang. nampak riak2 kecewa diwajahnya apabila saya memberitahu idea saya telah 'dicuri' orang. berbincang dengan orang yang hebat, dia kemudiannya mengutarakan satu idea yang saya tak pernah terfikir atau tidak pernah tahu. lebih mudah ideanya berbanding dengan idea saya yang sedikit 'complicated'saya berjalan keluar dari bilik penyelia saya dengan hati yang agak lapang. belum tentu idea ini menjadi, namun dia memberikan sesuatu harapan.

mungkin dalam penuh emosi saya terlupa dengan ayat al-quran yang pernah saya baca. kalau tak silap dalam surah al-baqrah lebih kurang begini tafsirnya ' barangkali sesuatu yang kamu sukai tidak membawa kebaikan kepadamu, sedangkan apa yang kamu tidak sukai membawa kebaikan kepadamu, maha suci allah yang maha mengetahui segala sesuatu'.memang betul. dalam kealpaan kadang2 saya tidak berlapang dada menerima sesuatu ketentuan.

astaghfirullah. tak semua yang kita inginkan kita akan dapat. dan mungkin sesuatu yang saya terlalu inginkan tidak akan membawa kebaikan kepada saya. moga saya sentiasa bersyukur dan redha dengan apa yang telah ditentukan buat saya.dari jauh kelihatan bas bergerak perlahan. saya mendongak ke langit. masih kelabu. moga matahari tersenyum walaupun terlindung di balik awan, kerana saya gembira menjadi

cinderella, slippers please...

when i was a little kid, before i went to sleep my late sister will read me bedtime stories. i was introduced by fairy tales, poems and the religious stories. one of it was cinderella. "Her Fairy Godmother magically appeared and vowed to assist Cinderella in attending the ball. She turned a pumpkin into a coach, mice into horses, a rat into a coachman, and lizards into footmen. She then turned Cinderella's rags into a beautiful gown, complete with a delicate pair of glass slippers. The Godmother told her to enjoy the ball, but return before midnight for the spells would be broken."

reminding me of this story, it shows how importance the slippers. shoes/slippers ect will make your style complete. especially to the girl who has many dresses, only certain shoes slippers are suitable for that particular dress.all of all i really cannot accept 'baju kurung' or 'kebayas' with sneakers (especially jogging/trainers/gym sneakers..please). again baju kurung with sneakers! exception to the school uniform in Malaysia. for me, it's truly meaningless how pretty your dress is if the baju kurung combining with sneakers. really really really unmatch! in my eyes the girl's style is totally wrong and looks

ugly. okay i give an example which is for me it's going to look funny. a girl, wears a sexy 'nyonya kebayas' and beautiful batiks. completing her style she wears half covered tudungs (showing her dyed hairs). pergghhh as a man, she really really really attractives. she draws me to go next to her and ask 'would you be free tomorrow night? shall we have a romantic candle light dinner?' . if i were a judge definitely i will give full marks for the tudungs, the sexy kebayas and beautiful batik. plus extra marks for the make up. style is judge from head to toe. am i saying toe? yes..toe and looking at her foot.. she wears her jogging sneakers!

OMG.. i have no further discussion, should i still give her full marks? hmmmm.... quoting my friend's says 'GOOD FROM FAR, FAR FROM GOOD!'well cinderella, i think you should ask your fairy god mother another slippers please...

terkonang semaso dolu

pojam colik, pojam colik hari ni dah masuk hari ko limo boleh den berpuaso kek rantau orang. insya allah kalau dipanjangkan usio oleh allah tahun ni masuk tahun ko tigo den berpuaso dan berghayo kek UK ni haa. satu pengalaman yang tak ponah mimpi. tapi ghaso2 yo satu pengalaman yang amat menarik!

maso dok tunggu berbuko semalam, den layan aah lelagu kek youtube, lagu2 ghayo. perrghhh sekali tangkap syahdu lak! ghaso cam nak balik yo berayo kek malaysia. cam la UK-Malaysia cam seghomban pilah yo! hehehe

tetibo namo2 geng2 kampung den termuncul kek kepalo otak nih. bakar, wan, pak ya, jekpa, paku, shidi, man musang, mat duan dan lain2. tetibo yo den ghindu kek derang! paling2 den akan ingat bakar dengan wan aah sobab derang ni best pren ever den sejak kocik! aritu wan bagitau den yang paku (yang sebayo dengan usio den) nak kawin rayo ko tigo! adoiii dalam geng2 ni ghaso yo den sorang yo yang tertinggal keretapi nih! har har har

banyak jugo la bendo den dengan geng2 kampung ni buek aktiviti. ado 2 bendo yang sasah den tak leh lupokan. pertamo yo masa kitorang lopeh SPM. masa tu takdo keja. geng2 ni buek collection buek panjut (pasang pelito) hias kampung. nak collect duit kami letak tong tepi surau hahaha untuk buat top up beli minyak dengan pelito! masih fresh kek ingatan den bilo kami masuk dalam hutan nak cari buluh...perrgghhhh 1st time den jumpo dengan ular sawa bapak bosa... biso bonar!! seb baik laa ular tu dah kenyang agak yo...kalo tak den dulu dio makan kot? hahaha

perkaro keduo yang den sure ingat ialah, kami suko kluar shopping beli baju rayo sesamo. naik bas samo2 poie pokan boli baju baru. seronok bukan main sobab leh kacau awek2 yang poie boli baju gaks! hahaha...dan pengalaman yang paling best...dak2 ni penah gilo main game kek kodai game..ado ko patut malam ghayo kami ponah poie main game sampai kek pukul ompek pagi?? maso den balik tu apo laie abang den bising ahhh sobab takdo sapo nak tolong pasang langsir ghayo!

itulah.. kojap yo maso berlalu... tapi den ghaso insya allah kalo den balik malaysia nanti mungkin ado aktiviti2 yang best yang boleh kami buek bersamo2.... haisshh pesal den asyik teringat nak berayo yo nihh?? hehehe

thank you for the memories

a bright sunny day. i sit on a bench, holding a book entittled 'thank you for the memories' written by cecilia arhern. i cant give my views on this book yet because i just started reading it. so far the book is interesting (i really hope the book is better than P.S.I love U). i feel a little bit ashame because reading 'girlish' book. but who cares? like one of my friend said 'perhaps nobody realized that you were there!'. indeed no matter what, you are easily forgotten.

looking back, i learnt how to appreciate the sweet memory. not everyday you will get, taste,experient or feel something good that makes you happy. sometimes it can be once in a lifetime. life is so short. sometimes everything turnover. it may happend that today a person may like you and tomorrow will hate you, or today a person may be your friend and tomorrow may be your enemy, or today may a person may smile at you and tomorrow the same person becomes totally a stranger! life is so unpredictable!l

ife, full of sweet and sour, or sometimes bitter. but for me, i need to appreciate all the short time given before it changed. all of all i will extract only the good and leave the bad behind. all i need is when i missing or thinking someone i will remember only the sweet memories that we have.

thank you for the memories
Within my book of memories,
There are special thoughts of you.
And all them, many nice things
You often say and do

As I turn the pages,
And recall each single thought,
I realize the happiness
That knowing you has brought.

There are memories of the times we've shared
Both bright and sunny days.
There are memories of your kindness
And your friendly thoughtful ways.

When I recall these memories
As I go along life's way,
I find they grow more precious still
With every passing day

dont quit

i sit down and appreciate the beauty of night. it is dark, cold, windy and full of mystery. i take a deep breath, allow my lung full with the cool air. although tonight it is very chilly. again i take the second breath. i think, along the way, sometimes i found the end of the road. sometimes things are not working as it is plan. sometimes things you try to build collapse and ruin. all this make me tired, feeling like a loser and give up. although time have been spent and will never come back again. "You are never a looser until you quit trying". that mean as long you are given a chance to breath, never give up. keep on moving and keep on trying. no pain no gain! and people always say 'where there's a will there's a way'!


Don't Quit

When things go wrong as they sometimes will,

When the road you're trudging seems all up hill,

When the funds are low and the debts are high

And you want to smile, but you have to sigh,

When care is pressing you down a bit,

Rest if you must, but don't you quit.

Life is queer with its twists and turns,

As every one of us sometimes learns,

And many a failure turns about

When he might have won had he stuck it out;

Don't give up though the pace seems slow--

You may succeed with another blow,

Success is failure turned inside out--

The silver tint of the clouds of doubt,

And you never can tell how close you are,

It may be near when it seems so far;

So stick to the fight when you're hardest hit--

It's when things seem worst that you must not quit.