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i know what's right and what's wrong. i am cheerful and out going. it's hard for me to find the one that i want, but once i find the right person, i won't be able to fall in love again for a long time.


"Do what you love and you'll be good at it. Sounds simple enough. But what if you love reading comics, playing video games and watching korean dramas until your eyes pop out? Is it possible to make a career out of such things? What's the alternative? Spend all your time wishing you were brave enough to take that leap? Don't let fear stop you from doing what you love. Because ultimately, it's about being true to yourself."


Monday, 29 December 2008

Selamat Jalan Adikku


Hari ni, Anith, junior sya, buat kenduri sikit sempena dia sekeluarga nk pindah duduk kat sabah. Sedih rasanya, x dpt jumpa Anith lagi.

Tulah, dulu, kat sekolah x reti nk sembang ngan dia lm2.
Tp xpelah, insya Allah ada kesempatan jumpa dia lg.\
Dunia ni bknnya besar mn pun.

Untuk Anith,
Akak doakan agar Anith Berjaya di sana nanti.
Belajar rajin2.
Jgn lupa kwn2 n AKAK kat sini.
Kami akan sentiasa merindui Anith.


All The Best!!!


Kak Wani,
Well, she was really a nice ‘sister’ of mine.
She was in the same batch with me but
She was one year older than me. That was why we call her, KAK WANI.

Kak Wani,
There were too many memories we built together.
During the first semester,
We were in the same classes for all subjects.
English and also FIM.
But now, she aren’t with us anymore.

Kak Wani,
Such a nice, friendly and sisterly type of person.
We were happy every time she was by our side.
Clever, hardworking and love to study,
Are her strengths.
For beloved family,
She had to sacrifice her ‘future’ for a while.

Kak Wani,
Now, she’s become an independent woman again.
Looking for money to help her family,
Who are in need.
She’s not selfish or though, doesn’t have time to think about herself.
Her FAMILY, is the only TREASURE she has left,
The only PEARL given by Allah in her life.
It’s apart of responsible to care about them.

Kak Wani,
Working very hard to earn some money,
To be given to the beloved family.
May Allah bless this person.

All the best, KAK WANI!
Miss you…

*barulah ada kesempatan nk tulis psl kak wani.
*semoga kak wani dibekati Allah, dunia akhirat.
*sayang akak!

Monday, 8 December 2008

Luahan Hati

Why, why, why?
Why every body hates me?
Is it because o my attitudes
That annoys them?
I have no idea.

Since I was a little girl,
Nobody like me the way I am.
Shy, less talkative and quiet.
They were all scared to talk to me.
What a funny thing.

Why, why, why?
Everyday I always feel that I lost something.
I feel I lost someone.
He took him from me.
Someone special.
Someone called FRIEND.

Every second, every minute and every hour,
Each of them go and leave me behind.
I’m so sad.
Thinking about bad luck.
Why I always lost friends?
What is my real mistakes?
I didn’t even notice them.

Oh, Allah,
Please show me to the right path.
Show me the true color of FRIENDSHIP.
Teach me the meaning of LOVE and CARE towards friends.
So that I’ll not worry anymore.
Because all of my friends are by my side.

*sebenarnya ramai lg. tp ini semua yg terdekat dgn hatiku. chewah!!
sahabat hingga syurga.

Sunday, 7 December 2008

Ice Skating Lagi??!!

semalam, saya, Na dan Asma' pergi main ice skating!!
kali kedua saya menjejakkan kaki di atas ace Sunway Pyramid... bg dorang, ni kali yg pertama...
best sgt...

xde moodlah nk tulis psl smlm... tgk gmbr jelah...

kak uda!
imah main ice skating lagi!!!
sekali je jatuh. hehehe...

3 sahabat sejati. comel-comel semua. hik2..

ooo, pakai kasut ice skating ye? amboi2 Na, posing bkn main...

minah mn plaklah tgh minum air ni??

makan kat KFC?? mn gmbr Zimah?? huuaaa!!!

ni jelah gambar blh share...

gambar lain dlm hp asma', lupa nk bluetooth dr die smlm.

igt nk amik gmbr dlm ice, tp org tu x bg.


Saturday, 6 December 2008

Specially for You, Nasuha.

I’ll Be Waiting For That Moment

My best friend,
Do you still remember?
The first moment we knew each other?
At a knowledge programme,
After we had gone trough our SPM examination,
HIMEGA, the name given,
When I sat alone,

Without knowing anyone around me,
Then you came and asked my name,
Your smile, your kindness, your gentleness,
Had attracted me,
To get to know you much closer.

My dearest,
Do you still remember,

The moment we talked about you,
I asked you “Do you really a type of person that wears ‘tudung labuh?”
Maybe you felt strange of my question,
But you said, “We are al Muslims. We’re just the same in His Eyes”,
I admired the way you dressed up,

Do you still remember?
You did tell me that you wanted to give me something,
You wanted to sew me a ‘tudung labuh’,
With my favourite color?

You said you wanted to make it as a special gift for me.
Until now, I’m still waiting for it.
Not because I really want that present,
But instead I want to know,
Whether you still remember me or not.

My pearl,
Do you still remember,
We cried together in the phone?
The moment I told you about my real feeling towards you,
I made a confession,
I made the first step to be honest with you,
I really meant my words,
Oh, my pearl!
I really MISS you!

I didn’t aspect that
Allah would grant this gift for me,
The Gift – a special feeling towards you,
For the first time I felt like this,
You don’t know how much I’d be thankful to Him,
He knew what I was looking for
For whole this life,
Someone that would wipe my tears,
Someone that would loose my sadness,
Someone that would give me lots of cheer,
And someone that would bring me happiness.
And praise to Allah, the person was you!

Nasuha, my sweetheart,
Until now I’ll be waiting for you.
Never give up pray to Him,

To let us meet again, is my mission now.
I always ask Him to lend us time
To meet each other in the most blissful way,
Like the first time we met.

I’ll be waiting for that moment
To come and invite us.
With Allah’s will, it will be a DREAM comes true.
I promise!

Always LOVE,

Saturday, 22 November 2008

When I Think of You

When I think of you,
I see your face everywhere,
Your face appears in every single thing around me.
It makes me scared,
As it hunted me,
Until every night I’ll dream about you.

When I think of you,
I can remember when the first time
you and I met.
We got to know to each other,
Until the chain of friendship between us
Was built with the presence of LOVE.

When I think of you,
I memorise when the time you made
Your confession towards me.
You said that you like me for who I was.
You said it with full of sicerity,
Until tears came to me.

When I think of you,
I can feel the presence of anger in myself.
I’m angry because you have changed.
You are no longer keep in touch with me
As you promised.
A big question mark fall down on top of my head.
Have you already forgotten about me?
Suddenly, a shiver run through me.
I’m afraid you will leave me alone,
I keep thinking about you,
Until I realize that there’s emptiness
Far down to my heart.

When I think of you,
All I can see is all your promises
Are still flying on my head.
You said as long as you live,
You will always be by my side.
You will always accompany me.
Until all my sadness had gone away.

And above all these,
I conclude to myself,
When I think of you,
I can feel both happy and upset.
I’m happy when I remember our memories together.
I’m happy every time when you drew
A smile on my face.
But at the same time,
My heart is actually breaking into smaller pieces.
I’m upset when you didn’t react every time I called you.
I’m upset because you didn’t call me back.
You just like other guys.
You will keep me when you’re in content,
But then you will throw me away
When I won’t be needed in your life anymore.

All of these,
When I think of you,
I just got nothing else with me,
But one litre of tears.

Monday, 3 November 2008

すみません(sumimasen/I’m sorry)...


Salamun ‘alaik…


はじめました?(hajimemashita?/how do you do?

Insya Allah I hope all of you are doing great. Sorry, I was taking so long to update this blog. The truth is, I got so many stories that I would like to share with you but I prefer sharing them with my best friend, Aya (my beloved diary) because sometimes we don’t have to share everything with everyone, right? Let it just be the secrets between me and Aya. But, you don’t have to worry, insya Allah there will lots of things that I can still share with you guys, okay? Please don’t get disheartened.


It seems that I am enjoying my semester breaks all these weeks, so, there are not so many activities I did.

Most of the time, I spend my time more at home rather that outside. I do indoor activities rather than outdoors. All the households, I am the one who will complete them. My parents always counting on me to do all these works, for instance clean up the house, wash and dry the cloths, clean up the dishes in the sink, and last one (usually at night) fold the cloths that have dried but I always do this together with my mom.

Okay, about outdoors, there are not so many. I had only spent four days going outside and getting some fresh air, enjoying myself and buying some books for my reading. There was one day which I spent my time with my roommate, Fatin. We went to KLCC and we were watching cinema, ‘KAMI, her favourite story and then we walked and talked to each other about ourselves at the park. It was so much fun.

I think, this is it. Maybe I should stop here.

ありがとうございます。(arigatou gozaimasu/thank you

おやすみ。(oyasumi/good night



*these are the pictures of my nephew and nieces... oh, i'm really miss them. kamil, itqan and ijlal(adik)....

*love them!mmmmuaah!!!

Sunday, 12 October 2008

kisah 3: meMoRy semESter perTAma di CFS, UIA Nilai


tidak ku sangka... pejam celik-pejam celik, sudah berakhirnya semester pertama, stlh beberapa bulan menuntut di Pusat Asasi, UIA Nilai dlm bidang English ini.... begitu pantas sekali masa memotong kita.

begitu byk memori yg telah kubina bersama-sama sahabat2 seuniversiti dgnku. classmateku mahupun roommateku. begitu byk yg kami lakukan bersama spnjang semester pertama ini. entah sm ada kami akn bertemu lagi atau x utk semester dpn. moga2, kami ttp akn dpt belajar bersama lg. sungguh bhgia punye shbt baru spt mereka semua.

di bawah ini adalah beberapa keping gambar aku bersama mereka:

sahabat2 bilik (antaranya)...

bersama kak irah dan kak ifah

jue, sahabatku

sahabat2 sekelasku (bestfriend ku)

amboi2 iman, bukan main lg die..hehe..

mimi yang cantik lag manis..

sahabat2 kelas FIM 1123

say cheese eveyone!!!

bersama pensyarahku, ustazah Zuriati

sahabat2 kelas LEM 5012(listening and speaking)

women conquer the world! hahaha!!

kami bergambar dgn pensyarah kami, mdm. 'Ain

*harap2lah nanti sem dpn kita semua dpt jumpa lagi... insya Allah...

jumpa sem dpn kwn2!!!


kisah 2: JumPA LaGi, KaKANda...


sudah 3 hari, kakandaku meninggalkan kami semua... menyambung semula pengajiannya ke Universiti Cairo, Mesir, demi mencapai impiannya untuk bergelar 'Doktor Wan Fathiyyah'.

amat berat rasanya hatiku utk berpisah dgn kak uda lagi, namun begitu, aku sedar yang aku harus merelakan jua pemergiannya. kak uda pergi untuk belajar, jd, apalah slhnya kami berpisah sementara sedangkan hari esk mash ada bg kami utk bersua kembali....

bertemu dan berpisah sememangnya adat dlm persahabatan. bagiku, kak uda adlah sahabat terbaikku.

bergadoh kami membuahkan keceriaan,
menangis kami demi kecintaan,
resah-gelisah kami tanda kerinduan,
bertemu dan berpisah kami kerana ketentuan Illahi...

kami redha dengan perpisahan 'sementara' ini...
insya Allah, pasti akn ada ksmptn lagi yg Allah sediakan buat kami
untuk bersama lagi...

jumpa lagi, kakandaku....
belajar rajin2, igt Allah selalu, rindu kami juga di bumi Malaysia ini...

sayang dan rindu kak uda selalu...

kenangan terindah bersama kakanda, kekasih hatiku...

ya Allah, berkatilah insan ini... mudahkanlah segala pekerjaannya dan lindungilah dia dr sgl kecelakaan. engkau berkatilah pelajarannya, ya Allah... rahmatilah dia... berikanlah CINTAMU kpdnya sbgimana kami semua mencintainya...





hmm, Ramadhan pergi, kini, Syawal pula menjelma...

tahun ini, kami sekeluarga beraya di kampung mama, JOHOR, tmpt kelahiran mama...
kami melawat kluang dan muar...

sampai sj kami di kluang, kami menginap di rumah teddmi, sepupu sya, kemudian raya berikutnya, kami tinggal di rumah mak nong pula... hidup kami di sini bagaikan org nomad.. hahaha.. gurau je...

dan begitulah raya2 seterusnya kami ziarah rumah saudara2 mak, termasuklah, autie lam, auntie nany (rumah kak mira), auntie gee, auntie tun... ramai lg...

hasrat di hati ingin menziarahi Nasuha (shbt baikku) di simpang renggam, tp, x kesampaian rupanya. selain itu, terlintas jg di hati ni ingin menziarahi keluarga classmate ku, di bukit gambir. tp, menurutnya, kawasan itu ceruk sgt, ssh nk cari. igtkanlah nk singgah kedai die di R&R Pagoh, tp, x kesampaian lg sbb kami masa tu pergi Muar, mama kata dah x lalu highway Pagoh. aduhaii nasiib.... ehehe...

apa2pun, raya tahun ni dah x semeriah dulu lagi... ntah kenapa, kami pun tidak mengetahuinya...

tujelah kot rasanya cerita mengenai raya, maaf, agk membsnkan....
di bwh ni, sya ingn kongsikan sdkt gambar suasana hari raya tahun ni, kami di JOHOR...

ketika sedang bersiap-siap utk berhari raya

bergambar bersama keluarga tercinta

suka duka hari raya



setelah sekian lama...


sudah sekian lama tidak meng'update' blog....

kini saya ingin membuat sedikit pembaharuan dalam blog sya... sya akan menggunakan dua bhs...

dn skrng, stlh semua exam selesai, sya ingin memasukkan segla cite2 yg tertangguh sjk berkurun lamanya.. hehe.. guarau je....


Monday, 22 September 2008


Salamun 'alaik...

Alhamdulillah, I fee so happy because I'm still alive today.

Like always, today I don't have any good stories to share here, but, at least I can share my feeling with you guys. you know what, I'm so happy to be back again.

I want to see my parents; mom and dad, my siblings; especially kak uda, hafidz and zaim which is my 'bestfriends' and also my brother and sisters-in-law with theirs children.

We're going to celebrate Raya Festival together and our theme colors for this year are purple and pink. what nice color, aren't they? Oh, I just can't wait to show everyone my baju raya. they're might be beautiful like the owner. hehehe, joking, okay?

but, the sad thing is, now, i'm not a kid anymore. i'm a big girl now as i'm a teenager and i'm going to be an adult soon. so, i will not get any ang pau but, if i get so, i would probably get so little money, huhuhu... not as much as i was a kid. hehehe, but actually it's not important thing to get during the hari raya. the most important thing during these days are the forgiveness from everyone especially our parents, family, relatives, teachers, friends and all the people that close to us. and don't forget, syawal is also a special month for us as muslims.

like ramadhan, we also required to do lots of ibadah as much as we can, insya Allah. that's why, it' s very necessary to perform the raya pray, pay the zakah, visiting others and also fasting for another 6 days (puasa 6) after the first of syawal.

but, people always got the wrong idea about this month. they thought during hari raya, it is the time for them to enjoy themselves, eat as many as they like and go seeking some entertainments that are not very healthy for them like going to concert and make some party with the hard-drinks (wine, beer, etc.).

that's my opinion about hari raya.
oh my, now, i heve started of getting a headache as my head is so painful right now...
anyway, see you on HARI RAYA ESTIVAL. insya Allah!!!


Saturday, 20 September 2008

so boring... so starving... so thirsty...


actually, today i don't have any idea to talk about, so, what can i write here is based on 3 words:

and thirsty...



actually, i got some assignments given from my lecturers, but, usually, i prefer to do them at night because for me, morning is the time to do activities like updating blog, friendster and have chat with everyone through yahoo messenger. in the evening, time to sleep and at night is the time to complete all the works such as washing clothes and finish up my assignments, but, thank God, my assignments not so many, so, there's nothing i must worry about.

usually, not every night, actually, i'll have a conversation with my friends, roommates and even him, ustaz. but, since these days, ustaz and i have decided not to telephoned to each other as we have to sit for our final examination after raya, so now, we need times to make some revisions for the exams. so sad, because i'm starting of getting so bored.


instead of boring, right now i'm also suffer from starving. do you believe that i haven't taken any meals for two days? hmm, how dreadful i was. just because of an disloyal friend, i hurt myself. hmm, this is just because i love her but i couldn't aspect that she would ignored me like this. until today, we never have a talk to each other. how disappointed. sometimes, looking at her attitudes like a child, or even like a baby, make me feel annoyed.

let her be...
let her be in her own world...
from now on, i don't want to know anything about her anymore...
she upset me... she hurt me and i will always remember what have she done to me...
she will repay for this...


it's a common thing during the fasting days. of course we feel hungry and thirsty, because i havent taken ny ahur this morning...

oh no!
my laptop battery is now flatting...
i got to stop...


Saturday, 13 September 2008

Only Human…

Why was I chosen as the only one
Who cannot decide in the end
This reasoning is openly unfair
Like playing hopscotch in a minefield with my friends
I don’t believe in having two or three
One God’s lifestyle that I’ve set
I don’t believe in people I don’t know
Strangers are just friends I haven’t met
All through this life of mine I’ve been alone
The paths of many left behind
Until I find a way to write a song
The words are trapped behind these lips of mine
The human race is in far one big shock
We’ve never been like this before
I’ve studied carefully humanity
And there’s no such thing as human anymore
Of all trials and tribulations I’ve been through
These are the worst of them I swear
And they’ve seemed inferior compared to you
Only must the one whom you most fear…

Who I Am !

(An Excellent poem about the Muslim Woman)

What do you see
when you look at me
Do you see someone limited,
or someone free


All some people can do is just look and stare
Simply because they can't see my hair


Others think I am controlled and uneducated
They think that I am limited and un-liberated


They are so thankful that they are not me
Because they would like to remain 'free'


Well free isn't exactly the word I would've used
Describing women who are cheated on and abused


They think that I do not have opinions or voice
They think that being hooded isn't my choice


They think that the hood makes me look caged
That my husband or dad are totally outraged


All they can do is look at me in fear
And in my eye there is a tear


Not because I have been stared at or made fun of
But because people are ignoring the one up above


On the day of judgment they will be the fools
Because they were too ashamed to play by their own rules


Maybe the guys won't think I am a cutie
But at least I am filled with more inner beauty


See I have declined from being a guy's toy
Because I won't let myself be controlled by a boy


Real men are able to appreciate my mind
And aren't busy looking at my behind


Hooded girls are the ones really helping the muslim cause
The role that we play definitely deserves applause


I will be recognized because I am smart and bright
And because some people are inspired by my sight


The smart ones are attracted by my tranquility
In the back of their mind they wish they were me


We have the strength to do what we think is right
Even if it means putting up a life long fight


You see we are not controlled by a mini skirt and tight shirt
We are given only respect, and never treated like dirt


So you see, we are the ones that are free and liberated
We are not the ones that are sexually terrorized and violated


We are the ones that are free and pure
We're free of STD's that have no cure


So when people ask you how you feel about the hood
Just sum it up by saying 'baby its all good' ;)

Friday, 12 September 2008

A Love Story behind a Novel


Assalamualaikum w.b.t…

Alhamdulillah, I have already finished my English class so now I would like to share with you about an interesting love story that is really touched my heart after reading it.

This book is given the title of, ‘If You Could See me now’, written by Cecelia Ahern.

About the author.

CECELIA AHERN is the daughter of Ireland’s prime minister and the author of two other internationally bestselling novels, PS, I Love You and Love, Rosie and the upcoming There’s No Place Like Here. Foreign rights to her novels have been sold to more than forty countries. Her first novel, PS, I Love You, is now a major motion picture starring Hilary Swank, set to release in 2007. she lives in Dublin, Ireland.


“A novel full of magic, heart, and surprising romance.”

- Irish Herald

“Cecelia Ahern has written a romantic, whimsical, and beautiful third novel… If You Could See Me Now illustrates what can happen when we see with more than our eyes.”

- BookPage

The overview of the novel.

‘Everything in Elizabeth Egan’s life has its place. Order and precision keep life under control – and keep Elizabeth’s heart safe from dwelling on past hurts. Her role as reluctant mother to her six-year-old nephew leaves little room for error – or any fun. Until the day Ivan comes into their lives. The mysterious Ivan is carefree, spontaneous, and always looking for adventure – all Elizabeth is not. But just when Elizabeth begins to trust him, she learns that Ivan isn’t at all who she thought he was.

Playful and at times intensely moving, this is a novel about how seeing isn’t always believing. Full of Cecelia Ahern’s trademark warmth and poignancy, If You Could See Me Now is a story of enormous heart – and just a little bit of magic.’

Insya Allah, some other times, I will write about the summary for each chapter from this book, so that you will get what is the story about, because I really want you to know about it.



Thursday, 11 September 2008

She’s The One….


Assalamualaikum w.b.t…

Alhamdulillah, I’m still alive today, insya Allah. As usual, this morning I don’t have any classes so I spend my free time updating my blog at the library.

I’m so happy today as I’m not sure why. Maybe I can’t wait to be home again this week, insya Allah this Friday, I mean tomorrow, I’m going home and see my family again. I want to see mummy, daddy, kak uda and all the rest of my family, especially my ‘boyfriend’, kamil… hehehe… love you, dear…

Other than that, there’s another reason why I’m so happy today. Last night, I telephoned my ‘best friend’ or ‘sohibii’. We had a very long conversation together. We laughed together and at that time we were also getting to know about each other. We were talking about ourselves, studies and also made some ‘silly’ jokes, hehehe. That was very fun! Alhamdulillah, knowing ‘sohibii’ have changed a lot of things in myself. ‘Sohibii’ has brightened up my days. Thank you, ‘sohibii’!


Now, I want to talk about my roommate and at the same time, she’s also can be considered as my best friend too, my new best friend actually, here in CFS Nilai.

She’s from Kelantan but she can speak KL very well as I seldom hear her speaking in Kelantanese dialect. What can I say about her?

Well, she’s a very nice friend. During my studies here, she helps me a lot. Sometimes we always go to the library together as she always accompany me with my studies. And sometimes we also share about our happiness and sadness together. We laugh together, we cry together, we share our problems together. She’s a very caring and concern about other people as she’s not a selfish girl, insya Allah.

When I’m starving and have nothing to eat,
She’s the one who will feed me with her snacks;

When I got some problems;
She’s the one who can be a good listener;

When I got into tears because of my problems,
She’s the one who will hug me and summonsed me up;

When I’m alone – have nothing to do,
She’s the one who will come to me and make me laugh;

When I don’t know about something,
She’s the one who will teach me about;

And above all this… because…
She’s the one who’s lying in my HEART now and forever…

That’s her, Julaiha Syazmira… ‘buah hatiku’….

*This poem is dedicated to someone that very special to me, called Jue. Even though my English is very broken, but I don’t care as long as I want her to know how much I love her with all my heart. I hope she’s going to like it, insya Allah…



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