And He Told Us to Strive

Allah loves us and had the whole world prepared at our service.

We just need to work for it.

Happy Biochem assignment, everyone. Let's renew our intentions for the Most Merciful only and may Allah rewards us for all effort spent.


Words of Allah surah An-Najm, verse 39. Me reminded by Kak Fathy love.

Danbo background taken from here.

Our Wish

I found this song earlier this month and was gonna use it during Majlis Apresiasi Graduan, alas Mirwana's Takdir Penentu won.

This one is for every one carved into my heart, especially to Kak Zawil, Kak Daing dan Kak Laili. I shall not coat the memory with dust of forgetfulness, insyaAllah.

Actually I was dedicating this song to myself because I just got over my latent period of identity crisis and needed a kick-up.

And because family is heart matter and I adore the brotherhood of Sam and Dean Winchester of Supernatural, you can see their version here. Constant vigilant for adult material, please.

And quoting Dean, as usual, from Season 5 episode 11 (Sam, Interrupted)

Dr. Cartwright: Why do you have to hunt monsters? Why not let someone else do it?
Dean: I can't find anybody else that dumb.

Which summed up why some people are just plain gila kuasa ;)

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Now that I'm at it, I would like to apologize for the recent accumulating craps posted on Haru's. Allah scrutinize, people read, they judge. Yeah, can't imagine the loads of sin I gathered during my lowest point in current life..

Anyway, I'm on my feet now. Alhamdulillah, at least for now :) And I took the trash out, finally.

Yuuno, Allah bless that tortoise, is still hibernating despite the already warm weather outside. Though he did spent his days on the desert-like dusty balcony. I sort of envy him, especially now that we just started our new term for a week with a much tighter schedule to come and thicker books to absorb.

Alas, osmosis doesn't work this way.

Well, he is the rock. We the loyal servant of Allah and devoted khalifah cannot afford to waste even a breath, eh?

Let's go tackle that mountain.

Bahariya: Enjoy the harsh beauty

Was supposed to write seeing as the last posts were nothing but ads and all.. I'm getting rusty.

By the way, we just got back from Bahariya a few hours ago. A great place if you fancy adventures, speeding in the middle of the desert (Efu was the greatest driver!) and be on look-out for foxes.

And lying down on perfect sand looking up into the starry sky.

We had great companions; I had the most fun greeting people, shaking hands with those we acquainted during my days as the Promotion and Registration Committee.

They are photogednic

Plus our Mansurah mushrifs were cool :) Except during that 12am nature call.. It sucks when people know who you are and recognize you from your voice.

Would have enjoyed it much more if I [we] didn't came down with stomach flu during our camping.. But that just highlights the Islamic bond we have; only knowing people for hours and already you have them patting on your back and running to and fro for some plastik muntah.

Very much thankful to Khadijah, Czarina and Kak Azyan for the 12am nature call. And all for the God-sent back rub during the three times I was throwing up.

You know that photogenic 'A Tree and A Bird' limestone at the White Desert? I'd always remember that place commemorating the first time I threw up. Sucks.

Among my intentions of going there was for a much needed break.. I spent the last days before the trip ogling my laptop, living on Rotato and sleeping less than I did when we had our exams. My circadian rhythm is ruined. Then the flu army came and inflicted us all. Was quite a painful reminder that this life is not the place for resting.

And I was still holding in when we reached ARMA. Went up to the cafe for a much needed hot drink and greeted the cashier.

"Aslmwbt. Nak air milo satu."

"Maaf la, milo dah habis. Masih lagi dalam kapal terbang." Or so came the cheery reply.

"Okay, ape yang korang ada?"

"Saya ada, dia pun ada." The cashier grinned, pointing at himself and his buddy.

I smiled politely and asked for Nescafe instead. It would have been funnier if I throw up on the spot, but I might spoil my sneakers.

Chill-X

MEP8 presents


CHILL-X
Chill, relax, rebond

For:
Girls of MEP8 only

Thursday 4th February 2010
4.30 - 9.30pm
Villa Raihan, St. Ismail Sirri

Dress code:
Dress to impress

What we have:
Nadie's capub session
BPI's do's and don'ts
'Friendship the Movie' premiere
Camwhoring

What to bring:
Keropok
Snacks
Desserts

For details:
Check your inbox
Najiha Asari
Nisa Abd Rahman

p/s: Someone wrote FOC PR in permanent ink across my forehead.

Balls and Interviews

We were supposed to do an interview today. 2.45pm at Zinhoum. I internally cringed and accepted my fate this winter break.

We waited for our interviewee to show up while messing around this dangerous-looking shabby building which was preferable to hanging around the relatively safe futsal courtyard.

People showed up and I held back my awkwardness. Introduced myself rather flippantly and let's get the job done. Oh, the match started. I spun around and watched them play.

Last time I really watched a game was the 2006 World Cup Final. The adrenaline. How could you ever deny such treat? The running, the kicking, the tackling, and those awful tumbling. Sort of took me away for a moment.

I was happy with my easily distracted nature, until I received a playful "Nak interview orang ke nak tengok bola ni?" from my boss.

:P

They played really well and it was a joy to watch. I'm sure it was even more joyful to play.

Congratulations to Fawwaz FC for the 2-1 win over Waa'dul Haq. It was a narrow miss from Ustaz Fawwaz's earlier prediction of 3-0 and Kak Aniah's 4-0, though. :)

Kanak-kanak tahun 1 dan 2, bilekah mahu mula berlatih futsal untuk Medisal Cup 16 Februari ni?

That's the Way It Is

This one is dedicated to someone out there who was dreading the upcoming holiday and would rather face another round of midyear instead.

Bull. Be grateful dear, you don't know what you're wishing for.

Oh, and trust ideas to pour in at 1am.

I can read your mind and I know your story
I see what you're going through
It's an uphill climb, and I'm feeling sorry
But I know it will come to you

Don't surrender 'cause you can win
In this thing called love

When you want it the most there's no easy way out
When you're ready to go and your heart's left in doubt
Don't give up on your faith
Love comes to those who believe it
And that's the way it is

Celine Dion
That's the Way It Is

Substitute 'love' with whatever it is mind-boggling you.

People are usually tougher than what they give themselves credit for. Heads up, you'll live through it.