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.

Sila Pulang dengan Selamat

Senior SMI Aman bergambar dengan junior SMI.

Hari ni Rumaisa' dan Aina pulang ke Malaysia.

Budak dua orang ni ponteng sekolah sebulan sebab belajar bahasa Arab di Mesir sementara tunggu result PMR keluar.

Tasnim sedih sebab esok exam Anatomy.

Bergambar sebelum mereka masuk.
Yang baliknya cuma tiga orang je..

Seperti biasa, kita interview orang.

Atiqah: Nak balik ni jaga diri.
Rumaisa': Aah. [salam]
Atiqah: Nanti cakap benda-benda baik je tau pasal Mesir.
Rumaisa': Memang pun~
Atiqah: Seronok ke datang sini?
Rumaisa': Seronok! Nanti insyaAllah nak datang lagi!

Haha. Memang innocent.

Rumaisa: Tak sempat jumpa Yuuno, kirim salam dekat dia.
Atiqah: Aah, baik.

Si Aina pulak menangis awal-awal sedih tak mo balik.

Aina: Kita tak nak balik..
Atiqah: Balik le dah sekolah. Nanti kirim salam ke sume orang kat sekolah.

Pukul 11.15am kami ke car park menemui Ammu Said yang sedia menunggu.

Melayan Ammu Said berborak.

"Flight diorang pukul 2.15pm, tak awal sangat ke diorang ni?" Ammu Said yang peramah cakap.

"Takpe, kaunter diorang dah bukak."

"Nak balik dah ke, or tunggu jap sementara diorang timbang? Kot-kot ada masalah ke."

"InsyaAllah takde masalah, tapi nak tunggu jap pun orait jugak.."

Khadijah Husni ada exam petang ni. Bahasa Arab Kefahaman? InsyaAllah najah.. budak-budak mumtaz boleh study mana-mana je.

Kanak-kanak excited sebab car park tersebut amat lapang.. Seronok berlari.

Study, esok exam 35 markah tu..

Minta maaf ye, Aina dan Rumaisa'. Akak kurang melayan kalian sangat. Akak rasa masa kat SMI pun akak tak melayan junior-junior sangat.

Semoga pulang dengan selamat. Dengar cakap Kak Ainon, jangan duk melilau je.

Doakan kitorang yang kekurangan keropok kat sini ni.

p/s: Diorang tingkatan satu semasa kami tingkatan lima. Sempat la menjadi mangsa bulian, plus saya seorang yang 'famous' di sekolah maka semua orang kenal.

>:)

Graduates Appreciation Ceremony 2010

Graduates Appreciation Ceremony 2010

We celebrate graduating seniors
congratulating them for the years spent studying
and appreciate the love and support they've given.

We learn from their hardships endured
and their obstacles outwitted.

They leave us for a mountain much bigger,
responsibility much more strenuous.

Hoping, we'll be there praying for them
and we'll endure Egypt as well as them
if not, way better than them.

So why not spend a night of remembrance
and join in the traditional-laced celebration?

It'd be fun :)


For more info:

Registration and Publicity Unit
Mohammad Shakir Izani
madsha88

p/s: This is not a blog. This is a campaign site. The hell my writing-freak self go?

Opah #3

This is not angst. This is reminiscence.

Mahayah bt Zainal was born on 17th January 1926. She passed away on 16th January 2010.

84 years old.

Being the old lady she was, Opah woke up every 2 hours of the night. On that fateful day, she woke up at 5am, took her bath, her morning obligations etc and went back to sleep.

She never woke up after that.

Mama said Opah was smiling.

The undertaker said Opah was easy to deal with. She had never seen such a clean body.

Opah was happy. I pray the best for her, ease and contentment in her afterlife.

I will miss the long talk we had. Her philosophy of life.

Life doesn't end there. You can bet her living generation will continue spreading the messages of Allah.

So, undoubtedly you're right
Even though right now I may try to turn back
And I keep on being stubborn about it,
though I know it's monotonous
I'll start walking again, this time even farther,
and I won't give up
Tatsuya Ishii - River

The strong ones will continue walking, stepping over every thorn and bolding every obstacles.

Yeah, we will.

He that doeth good shall have ten times as much to his credit..
(6:160)

May everything be accounted for.

Thank you for the endless doa.

Thank you for the pat on my back, for the messages in my inbox and for the support and love.

Thnk you for those strong words that kept my sanity intact.

May Allah be pleased with us and eases us all to His Jannah.

p/s: I think I finally understand the phrase: Cukuplah mati itu sebagai satu peringtan.

A painful pang for you to really wake up. Mourn and move!

Opah #2

Along told me at 4.57am (GMT +2). Papa later at 10am.

She passed in her sleep.

Today is the day of silence.

Just a shell of nothingness inside.

Though I am here. Allah help me, I am here.

Talk to me but not with me.

Distract me, don't let me wander.

Radhi reminds me He loves her more than all of us accounted.

Be sure we shall test you with something of fear and hunger,
some loss in goods or lives
or the fruits (of your toil),
but give glad tidings to those who patiently persevere,

Who say, when afflicted with calamity:
"To Allah We belong, and to Him is our return."

(2:155-156)

Indeed, remember that every breath is scarce.

Waste not, use your seconds to the fullest.

Don't there is one day for you to regret.

"Please understand I hold you in the highest respect."

You walk in front of the Students Affair and from afar see a small group of senior (all female) sitting politely on the edge of the garden.

One of them happens to be your mentor.

You:
a) smile and raise your hand in a short wave.

b) continue walking.

They smile and wave slightly back.

You:
a) walk over and greet them.

b) continue walking.

All three are still smiling. You handshake the first one, laga pipi, ask how is she doing, why is her hand warm while yours cold, what are they doing here? etc.

Your mentor answers, "Kitorang ada meeting ni."

You:
a) "Oh." and continue handshake and laga pipi the next two seniors and then be on your way.

b) "Oh." and be on your way.

Upon reaching the last senior, as you laga her cheeks, she whispers, "Perasan tak ada orang belakang awak?"

You:
a) "Tak, takde pulak," and look over your shoulder, wondering what's with the whispering.

b) "Tak, takde pulak," without looking over your shoulder.

As you scan the area (you chose option A, as always) for familiar faces, your eyes fall onto the fourth meeting member sitting on the lee bench across your three seniors.

He looks up from his book and smiles innocently.

You:
a) "Oh, ada orang lain rupanya..." Grin apologetically, drop the hand you were holding and beat a hasty retreat.

b) "Oh, tak nampak pulak [insert name] tadi, haha. Sorry la kacau korang." Smile apologetically, drop the hand you were holding and beat a hasty retreat.

You run to your Anatomy practical class to your cluster of friends.

You:
a) laugh your embarassment off with them.

b) smash your head into their hugs, groan and swear the earth to come swallow you whole.

Either way, you still have to live and excel your exams.

Samosa Pis-cok

Activity:
Spread the Love: Samosa Pis-cok

Predisposing factors:
1- An evening reminiscent of my childhood popia pisang
2- Mak and ayah's craving for Kak Susi's pis-cok
3- Exam syndrome [makin dekat exam, makin giat mengidam]

Serves:
80 pieces

Ingredients:
Sincerity
Love
2 packets of kulit samosa [LE6.50 each]
2.5kg banana
A box of Corona instant chocolate mix
Loaded people can go for melted chocolate bars

How to:
Split banana into halves and slice rapidly.

Mix chocolate + dash of sugar + very little water separately.


Mix them both well.


Stuff, fold neatly.

Seal the end with lazily beaten egg.


Fry.


Tips: Overstuffing will lead to omphalocele.

How Not To

Girls love to walk around alone. They’ll march like they own the roads and become totally oblivious to surroundings; only ceasing when they meet someone familiar, before crossing the road, or to coo at kitties.



Other than that, they’ll act independent. Macho, should we say.

Most females are congenitally equipped with survival skills of ignorance, run, scream and the likes, but they’re not really as effective for the long run.

To illicit this persisting problem, Ustaz Fauwaz once suggested we present ourselves as unattractive and highly ineligible for socialization as possible.

Examples:

#1 – Feign convulsions


#2 – Feign psychosis


And my personal favourite,

#3 – Fart

Should we practice any one of those above, I’m sure we’ll be able to subdue the leech from his pursuit and contribute to the growing rate of andartu.

Concluding, don’t walk alone. Or don’t walk out (late) at all. Just stay put and study. If you're desperate though, there’s always the smarter choice of avoiding common Malay routes.

And this post was actually written because I had an acute craving for MapleStory thus BannedStory was chosen as it is the least addicting (lethal) approach. Sorry for the mushiness.

Kempen Mushrif untuk Semua #2

Special thank you to everyone
for supporting this cause with endless doa~

My sisters here and hereafter
If I write you guys by the name I might just cry.
Bro Nadzirah Mohamed Mukhtar
She's mine to bully!
Tiga senior sekawan yang seronok!
Saya doakan para boss terus mantap~
Mushrif-mushrif tetap PERUBATAN
Mansurah
Tanta
Kaherah

Thank you for trusting and backing me up
Moga bertemu Allah bersama kalian di syurga nanti.

Kempen ini secara rasminya ditutup.

InsyaAllah, kami mahu ke Bahariya.

8-10 dan 12-14 Februari 2010 nanti.

Encik-encik budiman dari seluruh pelusuk Mesir boleh menjadi mushrif kami?

Bayaran LE500 je.

Sebolehnya sebelum 7 Januari ni.

Jika sudi, boleh la hubungi saya mahupun AJK-AJK yang lain.

Terima kasih :)

Yang benar;
Nur Atiqah Mohd Hanifah
atqh90 (YM)

Kamu tidak sekali-kali akan dapat mencapai (hakikat) kebajikan dan kebaktian (yang sempurna) sebelum kamu dermakan sebahagian dari apa yang kamu sayangi.
Dan sesuatu apa jua yang kamu dermakan maka sesungguhnya Allah mengetahuinya.
(3:92)

Raksasa Batu

She may be the boss.

But we are the king.

We roam the room.

We sniff for food.

We poop on the carpet.

And we ignore her mumblings.


Now is winter.

We are currently hibernating.

Somnambulism now and then.

Leave us your message.